And Also With You ~The Tooth And Claw Books #3

Chapter Nine: Mitéra Tis Moíras

----- June 11th, 2010 ------

After much dissection we had decided that there were to many traitors popping up for them not to be connected. First, there was the person impersonating Josi's brother, then the guy in the Zeta territory betrayed us, now one of our facilities men betrayed us. Two of those were out of reach, but one of them, one of them was in a Order Of Balance cell. So, with Kenkyona teleporting me there, and Irina going under her own power as she hated the way Death-Magic  felt I had returned to the New York Sanctum to speak with him personally. Out of al of us I was the best Integrator, and these questions were to important to be left to anyone else. This time, unlike last time where it was a tense situation, I teleported directly into the room where the Tethered Space sat, along with Irina and Kenkyona.

In layout the Sanctum in the Void was the same in shape for the most part, though that wasn't uncommon, and through Alchemy I didn't even pretend to understand it even had a working elevator, not that I'd be needing that considering the prison was down here in the basement. The first floor, where the bank would be, was a massive dinning room,  the next two floors were living quatres for those that lived her, the third floor was apparently a farm, although I don't pretend to know how that even works, after that was the archives containing the Custodian artifacts we'd been able to get our hands on, and then from then on the rest of the floors, more than I care to count, were the vast libraries containing the collect knowledge of the universe and copy of every book ever written.

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The three of us walked down the hallways to where the cells sat, standing guard outside it were the Martin sisters, who both nodded at me as I walked Lockheed even speaking up. 

"Good to see you again, I have to say being part of this Order of yours is real damned useful although the time difference in the damned building still throws me off." She smiled at me. "Although I imagine I'll get used to it. I suspect however, you didn't come down here to see us."

"I'm here to speak to a prisoner, he has questions that need answering."

"You should disarm first." Dannie said, reaching out his hand for Excelsior. "Sorry almost forgot, still learning most people will die when you touch her." She said nodding apologetically. 

"Question is which Prisoner exactly are you going to speak too?" Lockheed asked.

"The one the helped in the attack the day you joined us." I replied, knowing full well what lay on the other side, and that I'd need a damned reference number.

"Right," she spoke pulling out a log book. "Section three, Shelf B, number three hundred and sixty five."

"Irina, Kenkyona meet  outside the integration room I'll go get our prisoner."

I nodded and began to walk through the door, truth be told having them guard this door was pretty irrelevant, there was only one kind of cell her and no one could escape it, however Akio had warned me they'd be a door patrol as it was where all trainees started at this Sanctum. I stepped through the door, the space on the other side wasn't a typical prison complex.

Instead I was greeted by what looked more like a library than a prison. To the right of where I entered was what could only be described as a weavers work space, playing center piece to it was a loom.  The rest of the space was masses of shelves, labeled in Akashician was what was clearly some sort of filing system.   Each shelf was massive, the smallest of them being almost ten shelves high and longer than the eye could see. The wood on the shelves was ancient, so old in fact that most the trees the wood had been based on no longer existed. The smell of it hung heavy in the air, mixing with the various dusts, I took a heavy sigh and started looking, it would take me days to search through each and every shelf, to find the one i needed. Each shelf was full of thousands of lanterns, lamps and torches, each of a different style from more time periods than I care to count.