The Sixth | Ekko

Chapter Four

When Ekko opened his eyes again, they immediately slammed shut once more. The light in the room he was currently in was ungodly and stabbed daggers into his pupils. A groan escaped his mouth, and he raised his arm to rest his forearm over his eyes in order block the light from them.

"Ekko?" he heard Scar's voice ask from somewhere else in the room.

"What happened?" he rasped out, throat scratchy and dry.

"What do you remember?"

Ekko slowed his thoughts and started sorting through what he last remembered. He'd led the Firelights on a mission to try and capture the leader of the shimmer stealers. The all-female group had been trying to sell shimmer to some guy in an alley, and they interrupted the deal.

He abruptly dropped his arm from his face and shot up when he recalled the details of pinning the leader underneath him. He'd almost succeeded in revealing her identity, but he'd been stopped last minute.

"Shit," he said, throwing his face into his hand before swiping it downwards. The action caused his skin to tug downwards until his fingers met the sides of his mouth. He wiped along the edges as if he were deep in thought. "They got away again."

"Yeah," Scar said, leaning against Ekko's workbench. He peered down at his leader and watched his face change expressions with each memory that resurfaced.

"I was so close—" he said, eyebrows furrowing marginally "—I almost had her, but then..." His eyes widened. "Holy shit—" He dropped his hand from his mouth and turned to look at his friend. "They've got someone with powers."

Scar's eyebrows twitched upwards at the revelation, forehead wrinkling slightly. "What kind of powers?"

Ekko thought back to how he'd been attacked. "Electricity. This girl with crazy bright hair shot me with it using her fingers like—like a gun." There was a brief pause before he spoke again, realizing that the Firelights had been missing during the ordeal. "Where were you guys anyway?"

Scar's stance stiffened at the question before he released a snipped breath. "They're slippery man. The others flew after them, but they got away." Scar looked away, finding it difficult to maintain eye contact as he continued. "As for me—well—uh..." He cleared his throat awkwardly. "They have a vistaya and... she's quite the character."

Ekko stared up at him in confusion. "And what do you mean by that?"

"Trust me, you don't wanna know."

Ekko raised an eyebrow and was about to question him further when he remembered something else. His posture straightened as he realized he'd forgotten to reveal the most vital thing that he'd discovered during the scuffle.

"They have someone who looks exactly like Sevika," he said, causing Scar to look at him again, but this time in surprise.

"Sevika? Working for them? I thought she was a counsellor now?"

"No, no, I said someone who looks like her. This person still has both arms."

Scar's gaze moved astray as he thought over what Ekko had said, but returned to him seconds later. "So, like... her twin or something?"

Ekko shrugged. "I guess. Didn't realize she had any family."

Scar crossed his arms over his chest. "We should go talk to her, see if she has any information."

Ekko's lips pressed into a straight line at the thought of conversing with 'the left arm of Zaun', but he held back any complaints he might've had. They needed answers, and this was their best bet at getting some.