Their Jewl

Chapter 4

"In order to rise from it's own ashes a Phoenix first must burn."- unknown

It has been a couple of weeks since that fateful night in the Emrys Crypt. The victim had yet to wake up though. It was as if the stranger - Emrys, as Mick has been taken to call him - was dead to the world but thanks to Hartley 's hearing aid, they knew otherwise.

Emrys was otherworldly now that he was clean of the blood and grime he got from the crypt. His hair was black as nigh and his skin was pale as the moon, sickly so. Emrys' ears were cat ears with one missing a piece of skin at the edge and the other adjourn with a Celtic earring. Both were pushed back into his hair, making it understandable how they missed the ears before when the first found him. He had small, sharp canines Inside of his mouth and his eyelashes gave him the appearance of cat eyes. Then there were his ribs, to put it simply you could clearly count them all.

Emrys looked like he was startled to the point of a shrunken stomach to be honest. His ribs seemed to be ready to break from even the barest breath he took in. Enough so that all involved in the event of changing his clothing were more than ready to be sick because all over his starved frame were scars. Lashes of many whips, knife wounds, gunshots, frostbite. You name it, Emrys had it. A few were still opened, others were infected thus forcing the Rogues to call in Poison Ivy. (and my word, how she was shocked.)

Ivy worked night and day for ten days before she broke down for she knew the man. She claimed that her old college professor, Dragoon, spoke fondly of the man when teaching her about different kinds of plants and poisons. Emrys wouldn't know anything of the world because of what happened to him in past. When asked why by the Rogues, however, she provided them one list.

This list told them what Emrys would need to learn above all else in order to understand. It was of how to calm him, teach him, and what they couldn't ever feed him.Ivy warned that, above all else, if the Rogues didn't follow this list the man would go into shock, a culture shock to be exact. After this she gave them a collar, a bell, and leash before leaving.

As a result, Len was furious and glared at most of the jewelry shops and malls until they were in case in ice.. Mick was aflame with anger as were most of the streets.. The weather was stormy enough that the Flash was put on a run for city hall's money. The trio were reckless and careless in their raids. In response to their anger, it had taken the entire league to take them down but they couldn't care less. Emrys was a person, not a pet!

It would be another two weeks until any other Rogue would resurface for their charge would wake up soon even though Len, Mick, and Mark couldn't be there to see him when he did. This was worth it, though. He was worth it. Emrys, a man, a boy, they barely knew was worth a little jail time.

 That night, the Rogues had sent out a message to all heroes, anti-heroes, gangs, thieves, thugs, mercenaries, villains, and super villain. To each group this message had a different meaning yet all were given the general idea of it as a warning for all who dare cross.