Garrett smiled and let go. "That was your first lesson." He stood up straight and twisted his mouth. "Noelle you want to help us?"

***

Jacob grinned at that and nodded. "I think that's an excellent idea." He whispered. "And you know. I'm kinda glad that...that you're even thinking about that. I love you so much Ryden...and I hope that someday our relationship will get really strong."

Ryden smiled and leaned against him, slipping her arms around his chest. "I love you too," she whispered, closing her eyes.

Noelle nodded. "Of course... how do you want me to help?"
Izy looked between her mother and father, waiting to be told what to do as well.

Garrett smiled. "Alright well, first off I'm going to teach you the first three moves." He dragged a dummy over. "But since you're so short...Noelle I don't suppose you can make one out of leaves or something? A smaller one?"

***

Jacob rested with Ryden, holding her close in his arms. He kissed her on the forehead plenty of times before nodding off himself.

Noelle nodded and created the dummy out of leaves, trying to make it look like something Izy could attack.
Izy looked at it and then to Garrett. "Alright..." She said quietly, waiting for his instructions.

Garrett led Isabel through premature begginer instructions. He had actually mellowed out not that the Order wasn't after them...
Or soon they wouldn't be.

***

That night Garrett snuck back into the Order. They were busy setting up a new leader, but Garrett didn't give them a chance. He killed them all easily. Stealthily.
Unseen. He killed young and old alike, and by the time he pushed into the back room he was covered in blood.
Kayea was huddled in the corner with Brianna and the children.
"Garrett don't do this."
Garrett snarled and pressed forwards. Kayea lept up. "Garrett please! They're just children!"
Kayea was grabbed and slammed into the wall. "There's no reason why I should let you or them live." He hissed, holding the blade to Kayea's abdomen.
"Kill me, just please don't hurt them."
"You would die for them?" Garrett asked.
"Yes, Garrett. I would die for them." Kayea pleaded, tears running down her cheeks. Make-up washing away reveiling an old woman.
Garrett's mouth grew small. "Fine." He whispered softly raising his blade.
"Please Garrett...make it quick!" Kayea sobbed.
Garrett nodded slowly, and raised his blade again, slitting her throat.
It started with her all those years ago. And he agreed to end it with her.
Garrett left Brianna and the children behind.

***

Garrett led his family to Pally's house. The large inn like ranch had grown in bush, and had been beaten by weather, but it was nothing he couldn't fix up. Jacob followed easily, holding Ryden on his horse. He had agreed to help Garrett fix up the place, and there was a nice small town not too far from there that held promises for work. Hopefully, he could find a way to settle.