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A small military shuttle landed in Hereford, Cambridge. A quiet part of the planet, mostly used by military personnel, it offered many of the amenities needed for a civilian life far away from the War. Namely a beautiful park near the shore of the Severn sea and lush greenery.


It has been a while since Kaze Dagon has set foot here. Her own private apartment was probably needing a thorough cleaning, something she wouldn't trust to anyone apart from her. But that was not the reason for being here today.

No, it was something that she felt it was needed. Her stay in Saigon in absolute silence for months brought valuable lessons from the shadows of every day. One of them, to cultivate the very reasons that drives her in her battles. The love for Victor Weber Steiner, the responsibility for Helene and the future she yearns for herself. A secret closely guarded in her heart, lest it be seen as weakness.

In her way, as she cleared the small spaceport, some soldiers asked for her signature.. and blessing, something that she felt extremely awkward in doing so. The consequences of her actions in Leeds, something she detested and abhorred. A monster should not be idolized or seen. It should remain into the shadows. But this monster was out and about, and while Kaze herself did not wanted the brilliant highlights and distant shadows, she knew she would have to capitalize on this. And she did. Hearty minds and filled spirits would be needed in the days to come, for Hell was about to be unleashed.

As the 'Full Metal Commodore' cleared the spaceport, one quick taxi to the park and there she finally saw, Victor and Helene, alongside her nanny, as Kaze removed the picnic basket. Costed her a pretty penny, but it would be worth it, since she could not cook for her own life, much like her mother. Especially the beef Wellington in a self-heating capsule, Victor's favorite, made by the Royal chef. Something that costed her far much than she would food would cost.

Kaze Dagon was not used to the pretty, tasteful and easy side of life. She breathed in as she smiled and waved at Victor, as the hover taxi left. This was not a battlefield she was used to be on.

Kaze nodded back at Victor's question with a nervous smile, her eyes darting at the small human life form on top of his shoulders. Finally reaching them, she semi-hugged Victor, not to make him lose his footing and then looked at the nanny, greeting her. Victor placed the small child who then started to look at Kaze with her inquiring eyes and asked, without the common restraint of grown adults.

"Who are you?"

Kaze looked down at Helene, and handing the picnic basket to Victor, who found himself in need to use both hands, such was the weight, she knelt at her front and opened her her hand, her bionic one, still with the nano-skin doing its work. With her palm well opened, Helene looked at it, seeing only an empty hand. Suddenly the nano-skin started to withdraw into itself, showcasing the reality beneath. Cold hard black metal, a surprise that caused Helene's eyes and mouth to open in awe. Kaze then noticed that Helene's eyes were becoming much like her mother's. Grey.

"I am Kaze." She replied, moving the fingers in her bionic hand. "And I am a friend." Helene's hand quickly grabbed one of Kaze's fingers to check if it was actually real. "I am Helene. Did it hurt?" was the unexpected question that came from Helene. Kaze was not ready for this, never was. Children defied their own logic, and make overtures where one would least expect. Mrs. M. was already opening her mouth to chastise the child.

"Yes, it did, Helene. It did. Now.." Kaze got up and allowed Helene to grab hold of the cold dead metallic hand. "Shall we?"

Kaze looked back at Victor with a smile, while the man nodded back with one of his own, figuring out how to carry that god forsaken picnic basket.

Finally reaching an old oak tree, large as they come and with a shade bigger than a front porch, Kaze felt a tug at her hand. Looking down, she eyed the small child, skittish and embarrassed, yet not letting go of the bionic cold metal hand. Like her life depended on it. Whatever strings her heart still had felt the pull as she looked at the small child.

Fortunately, Victor arrived to save the moment, asking the small child for help to set up the picnic, while Kaze removed herself to the other side of the large trunk of the oak tree, to recollect her thoughts, something she failed miserably. Either it was the age she has found herself in or was the specific history that this child had, but whatever may come, Kaze for the very first time in her life didn't knew how to react properly. Her bionic hand once again gained its humane looks as the nano-skin gained form once again, and she rubbed her own face, trying to gain a foothold somewhere and somehow in her own mind.

"Are you ok?"

Victor asked, not soon after, appearing at her side. Helene was already involved in some play with the old nanny, and the blanket was set with cool beverages already placed. Kaze sighed and smiled.

"Sorry.. I'm not as strong as I thought I was."

Kaze nodded nervously, knowing very well Victor was enjoying this somewhat. Yet this was no normal child, no, she was anything but. The genes in her dictated so. And those eyes, even as young, already knew what was what since their inception. Yet, she was here because her mother wanted her to have a normal childhood. Away from the death. Away from the madness that drove the Houses in an ever non-ending circle of destruction. And she chose Kaze. The loyal guardian. The watching guardian. Kaze clutched Victor's just in case.

"At peace... I have not know what that is, Victor. I have not known for far too long."

Kaze rose an eyebrow, looking at Victor. She slightly shook her head and knelt in front of the child, putting a lock of her hair back into place behind the ear.

"Boys that do that while they like you are boys that often stumble in their own words. Boys that do so often do not speak for themselves. I think we both agree on that?"

Kaze nodded as she spoke and Helene was quick to nod as well. Mrs. M. called for her for a small play away from the tree trunk to give them room to set up the picnic and Kaze got up, the nano-skin covering her hand again. She turned to look at Victor with that eyebrow still up.