Part 314: Quote The Raven Part 1
Micheal laughed as he was enjoying his conversation with Isabella and Claire. It never occurred to him but he thought that the reason they were all getting along so well was the fact that they had all become parents recently. Isabella seemed like a lovely woman, who wanted only the best for her son. She hoped they wouldn’t stay long enough for Aaron to get infected by the airborne particle that comes from the mysterious Plant. The black man wanted to know more about the Island and what type of plant could do such a thing. Until he heard Walt calling his name.
Micheal turned to see his son running toward him, followed by Vincent. Eddie was right behind him, carrying Sebastian; running toward them. “Dad!” Walt called, “You got to get Jack!”
“What?” he coughed, “What for?”
“Mr. Raven’s friend is hurt!” Walt pointed behind them.
“Raven?” gasped Claire.
Up on the trail, the masked man finally came into view; holding a large muscled bound man with one arm secure in a fireman’s cradle. His other hand held a large thick pale stick. Isabella began to panic over people she had never seen nor their strange name. “Who is that?” she gasped.
“No, Isabella, it’s all right,” Claire said, “Raven is a friend.”
“What, but he-“
“Trust me, Isabella. He saved my life.”
“Where is the doctor?” the masked man asked again.
Claire and Micheal didn’t respond; because they were under the impression that he didn’t speak at all, just chirped like the bird of his namesake. Eddie looked at them and realized he would have to take charge; cause they were too busy being awestruck. He quickly sat down Sebastian, then reached over and tugged on Raven’s shirt. “Come with me, Raven,” he said, “There is an infirmary in the building as well.”
Raven then followed the young boy toward the metal door. Micheal finally snapped out of his awe and ran to help them. Isabella held onto her son while Claire held onto Aaron. Raven could speak? The young Australian had so many questions for him but she didn’t think it was the right time.
“Where’s Jack?” Eddie called out toward the people as he walked in, followed by Raven.
Everybody then stopped looking at him and looked at Raven. Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed. “I SAID WHERE IS JACK?” he screamed.
Kristy finally stopped blinking at Raven and then walked toward Eddie, kneeling down to face him. “He’s down below with Locke.” She said.
“Get him to meet us in the infirmary, Kristy,” Eddie patted on her the shoulder, then turned toward the masked man, “This way, Mr. Raven.”
The group was still looking at him and the large black man he had over his shoulders. Eddie started to walk toward the hallway that led toward the infirmary but his fellow survivors were just still staring at Raven. “MAKE A HOLE!!” Eddie commanded.
The group finally complied and moved out of the way for Raven and Eddie. The little boy motioned him down the hallway. Raven shifted between them and followed the child toward the end of the hallway, where he pushed open the swinging double doors to the medical room. Raven walked in and strode over toward the nearest gurney, placing down his large friend. The black man moaned, and coughed. “Raven?” he coughed.
“I am here, my friend,” He said, “The doctor is on the way.”
“My chest hurts.” He coughed.
“I hope it will fade in a few minutes.”
“Thank you . . .for what you did.” The black man whispered.
He then moved his head toward the other side and looked to Eddie. The young boy stared into the face of the man for a few seconds. Then he finally whispered, “Hello.”
“Hullo.” He smiled back.
“Eddie, this is Ecko.” Raven introduced him.
“Ecko,” Eddie smiled, “Cool name.”
“Thank you,” the man chuckled, then felt of his chest, “Raven . . .the pain . . is going away.”
“That is excellent news.” The mysterious man smiled under his mask.
Jack finally arrived after pushing his way through the double doors and the group of people standing outside. The doctor looked at Raven and then looked toward the black man on the gurney before him. He immediately walked over toward the sink and proceeded to wash his hands. “What’s wrong him?” he asked.
“His chest was hurting but the pain is going away.” Raven asked.
“Heart attack?” Jack blinked, “But he looks like he is in great shape.”
“He is now.” The masked man said coldly.
“What does that mean?” Jack asked him but Raven didn’t reply.
Ecko remained still as Jack lifted up his wrist to check his heart rate. As he continued his diagnosis, the double doors slowly came pushed inward. Charlie slowly walked in, followed by Claire. The young couple stood nearby, looking at the masked man. Raven slowly turned to face them. They looked at him with a mixture of fear and interest. “You don’t have to be afraid of me.” He told them.
“Raven . ..how is it you can speak?” Claire asked.
“When I was reborn . . .Watchman fixed problems about me. He removed the Cyanide Core in my chest and gave me enhanced reflexes and strength.”
“Watchman is gone,” Jack said, “I was there when he was downloaded to Mole.”
“His core memory is gone but his basic functions remain. That is why he sent us toward the beach to assist you and your people.”
“Us?” the doctor blinked.
“The Security Systems, Jack.” Raven said.
Jack continued to check out Ecko, but Charlie noticed the look of utter contempt on his face. Raven noticed it also, flashing a small blue light from each of his eyes. Claire then slowly moved away from Charlie and looked closer at the black man. She remembered him; from the cave. She only saw him briefly cause she was in a fit of panic but it was clearly him. Based on the story Jenny told her, there was a few things that were confusing. “You said his name is Ecko?” she looked to Raven, “I thought Jenny said his name was Emeka.”
The black man looked toward Claire, with a slight mixture of sadness. “I didn’t mean to lie to the young girl,” he said, “I wasn’t . . . .I wasn’t . .ready.”
“Ready for what?” Jack said, checking his eyes.
“Ready to accept my fate.” He whispered, “I told her my name was Emeka, cause it was the name of my father. There are many things I’ve done in my life . ..that I am not proud of. My arrogance . . .my sin, cost me the life of my brother.”
“Rest, Ecko,” Jack told him, “You can tell us your story later.”
Ecko shook his head, feeling very tired. “My Penance Stick?” he asked.
Raven took his hand and guided it toward the large stick resting near the gurney. Charlie tilted his head look at the stick. It had carvings into the side of it, mostly bible scripture. The musician was kind of confused about the status of the black man. Was he a priest or was he just simply a religious person? Jack walked back over toward the sink, washing his hand again. As he took a gray towel, he began to try his hands, then looked at Raven. “I want to talk to you outside.” He replied.
Raven squinted his eyebrows inward, not sure where Jack’s tone was coming from. As the doctor threw the towel to the side, Raven then turned to follow him. Eddie was confused about Jack’s tone as well. Charlie and Claire decided to follow as well but the young Australian woman comforted the black man before they left. Ecko calmly took a deep breath and went to sleep.
Jack walked past the people that were flocked in the hallway. Raven walked past them as well but kept his cybernetic eyes focused on the doctor. Eddie scurried quickly to keep up with them. Charlie walked with Claire for a few feet and then tugged on his arm. “Charlie, that is the man I saw in the caves.” She whispered.
“But . . .I thought Jenny said he was old?” the singer replied.
“He was. I can’t . . .explain it.”
“Maybe Raven can.” Charlie replied.
Jack walked into the living area and then turned around. He crossed his arms as he looked to Raven. “I want you out of this building.” He commanded.
“Why?” Raven immediately demanded.
“Because you are making this people upset.”
“Them . . .or you?” the Masked man hissed.
“You’re outta line, Jack!” Eddie grunted.
“Stay out of this, Eddie,” Jack ordered.
“Eddie, come over here,” his mother then demanded.
“Mom, Raven didn’t do anything wrong!” the boy replied, “He’s just trying to help his friend!
The Masked man then put his hand down on Eddie’s shoulder. Barbara was a little worried about him doing something but everything pointed toward this man being a hero. He looked down at the young boy, flashing his blue eyes. “Thank you for standing by me, Eddie,” he said, but then looked toward the others, “But I will leave. I don’t wish to . . . upset anyone else.”
As he parted from the young boy, he turned toward Jack briefly. “However, I am not leaving my friend behind,” he said, staring at the doctor, “I will be outside. You let me know when he is well.”
“Fine,” Jack replied.
Raven then walked down the other hallway area, past the control room toward the exit. Eddie looked at the masked man as he left the company of the group. The little boy then turned around and kicked Jack in the shin. “Ow!” the doctor grunted.
“EDDIE!!!” Barbara yelled in her disapproving voice.
Eddie waved them off and ran to follow Raven. Jack massaged his leg, leaning against the wall. The older redhead walked over to check on him. “I’m sorry, Jack,” she replied, “I don’t know what has gotten into him.”
“It’s not a problem.” He said, walking on his leg.
“But Eddie does have a point,” Charlie said, “Why did you come off on Raven like that, Jack? He bloody saved our lives.”
“I’m not arguing with that.” He grunted, sitting down.
“Then why did you-“
“Because he’s an abomination!!!” Jack screamed back, “He’s a walking dead man, plugged in by wires! He was trapped in a damn hatch for 50 years, rotting from the inside out. He’s . . .he’s . . .he’s . . . “
“He’s the opposite of everything you believe in.” Locke answered for him.
Jack looked at the older man who had finally come out of the Observation Room below. Locke rested on the side wall as he looked toward the doctor. Jack rubbed his face, and sighed; not having an answer for what the bald man asked. Then again, his silence was all the answer the Locke needed. “Pretty soon, Jack, you are going to have to embrace the wonders this Island produces.” Locke told him.
“We’ll be off this Island before that ever happens.” The doctor countered.
“And what if we are not?” the bald man shrugged, “We don’t know how long it’s going to take Tony and them to find a ship to rescue us. It could be another mouth, it could be a year, we don’t know.”
“What the hell do you want from me, Locke?” Jack asked back.
“What I’ve always wanted from you. What Mia always wanted from you,” he sighed, “A leap of Faith.”
“If it wasn’t for Raven and the rest of the Security Systems, “ Hal mentioned, “We might not have been able to stop the Liberation that captured us on the beach. Don’t we at least owe him the courtesy of Shelter?”
“Well said, Hal,” Locke smiled as he began to walk toward the exit.
“Where are you going?” Jack asked.
Locked paused for a second then smiled even brightly. “I’m going to go talk to him,” he said, implying it should have been obvious.
Locke opened the door leading to the outside. The group of people who had made their camps outside were all gathered together in a group staring upward. The bald man then looked upward, and saw Raven perched on top of one of the cabins. Eddie was sitting on the ground, holding his legs; looking up at the masked man. Locke looked down at the little boy, who just sighed with sympathetic eyes. “I think his feelings are hurt.” He whispered.
“Jack is just having difficulty accepting the Island,” Locke smiled, “He didn’t mean to lash out at Raven.”
“Then why won’t Jack apologize?”
“Maybe he will. Maybe he just needs time . . .like Raven.”
Locke walked over toward the cabin, looking upward. Raven stared off into the distance, squatting at the edge of the cabin roof. “Raven, could you come down, please?” Locke asked him.
“Why?” he asked.
“I would like to talk to you . . .ask you some questions,” he admitted.
“Why?” Raven repeated.
“Because I want to understand the Island and now that you can talk, perhaps . . .you could educate me.”
Raven finally moved his head, looking down at the older man. He could tell he was serious and not upset at his presence. However, the masked man already knew this older man could be trusted. Raven then flipped forward, twirled in the air and landed on the ground with the grace of a gazelle. He slowly stood upright, then looked toward the older man. “You are trustworthy, Locke,” he whispered, “Helen knew that.”
“Helen, “ Locke sighed, “The . . .Jaeger Unit?”
“Yes. Her brain was altered to increased her already natural psyonic abilities. She scanned your mind when you were high above.”
“And downloaded her knowledge of me into the Watchman computer.” He shook his head, “That much I figured out on my own.”
“Then what do you wish to know?”
“You for instance,” he pointed, “How . . .how did you come back to life? Are the security systems sentient? That man in there, Ecko . . . from what Jenny described, he’s an old man but clearly he’s not. Raven, what is-“
The masked man held up his hand to stop Locke from talking. The older man paused, wondering if he said something wrong. “I will answer your questions, Locke but I will do it only on one condition.” Raven said.
“And what would that be?”
“You bring Jack out here to listen, “ the masked man flashed his eyes, “Because I have questions of my own.”
Micheal turned to see his son running toward him, followed by Vincent. Eddie was right behind him, carrying Sebastian; running toward them. “Dad!” Walt called, “You got to get Jack!”
“What?” he coughed, “What for?”
“Mr. Raven’s friend is hurt!” Walt pointed behind them.
“Raven?” gasped Claire.
Up on the trail, the masked man finally came into view; holding a large muscled bound man with one arm secure in a fireman’s cradle. His other hand held a large thick pale stick. Isabella began to panic over people she had never seen nor their strange name. “Who is that?” she gasped.
“No, Isabella, it’s all right,” Claire said, “Raven is a friend.”
“What, but he-“
“Trust me, Isabella. He saved my life.”
“Where is the doctor?” the masked man asked again.
Claire and Micheal didn’t respond; because they were under the impression that he didn’t speak at all, just chirped like the bird of his namesake. Eddie looked at them and realized he would have to take charge; cause they were too busy being awestruck. He quickly sat down Sebastian, then reached over and tugged on Raven’s shirt. “Come with me, Raven,” he said, “There is an infirmary in the building as well.”
Raven then followed the young boy toward the metal door. Micheal finally snapped out of his awe and ran to help them. Isabella held onto her son while Claire held onto Aaron. Raven could speak? The young Australian had so many questions for him but she didn’t think it was the right time.
“Where’s Jack?” Eddie called out toward the people as he walked in, followed by Raven.
Everybody then stopped looking at him and looked at Raven. Eddie rolled his eyes and sighed. “I SAID WHERE IS JACK?” he screamed.
Kristy finally stopped blinking at Raven and then walked toward Eddie, kneeling down to face him. “He’s down below with Locke.” She said.
“Get him to meet us in the infirmary, Kristy,” Eddie patted on her the shoulder, then turned toward the masked man, “This way, Mr. Raven.”
The group was still looking at him and the large black man he had over his shoulders. Eddie started to walk toward the hallway that led toward the infirmary but his fellow survivors were just still staring at Raven. “MAKE A HOLE!!” Eddie commanded.
The group finally complied and moved out of the way for Raven and Eddie. The little boy motioned him down the hallway. Raven shifted between them and followed the child toward the end of the hallway, where he pushed open the swinging double doors to the medical room. Raven walked in and strode over toward the nearest gurney, placing down his large friend. The black man moaned, and coughed. “Raven?” he coughed.
“I am here, my friend,” He said, “The doctor is on the way.”
“My chest hurts.” He coughed.
“I hope it will fade in a few minutes.”
“Thank you . . .for what you did.” The black man whispered.
He then moved his head toward the other side and looked to Eddie. The young boy stared into the face of the man for a few seconds. Then he finally whispered, “Hello.”
“Hullo.” He smiled back.
“Eddie, this is Ecko.” Raven introduced him.
“Ecko,” Eddie smiled, “Cool name.”
“Thank you,” the man chuckled, then felt of his chest, “Raven . . .the pain . . is going away.”
“That is excellent news.” The mysterious man smiled under his mask.
Jack finally arrived after pushing his way through the double doors and the group of people standing outside. The doctor looked at Raven and then looked toward the black man on the gurney before him. He immediately walked over toward the sink and proceeded to wash his hands. “What’s wrong him?” he asked.
“His chest was hurting but the pain is going away.” Raven asked.
“Heart attack?” Jack blinked, “But he looks like he is in great shape.”
“He is now.” The masked man said coldly.
“What does that mean?” Jack asked him but Raven didn’t reply.
Ecko remained still as Jack lifted up his wrist to check his heart rate. As he continued his diagnosis, the double doors slowly came pushed inward. Charlie slowly walked in, followed by Claire. The young couple stood nearby, looking at the masked man. Raven slowly turned to face them. They looked at him with a mixture of fear and interest. “You don’t have to be afraid of me.” He told them.
“Raven . ..how is it you can speak?” Claire asked.
“When I was reborn . . .Watchman fixed problems about me. He removed the Cyanide Core in my chest and gave me enhanced reflexes and strength.”
“Watchman is gone,” Jack said, “I was there when he was downloaded to Mole.”
“His core memory is gone but his basic functions remain. That is why he sent us toward the beach to assist you and your people.”
“Us?” the doctor blinked.
“The Security Systems, Jack.” Raven said.
Jack continued to check out Ecko, but Charlie noticed the look of utter contempt on his face. Raven noticed it also, flashing a small blue light from each of his eyes. Claire then slowly moved away from Charlie and looked closer at the black man. She remembered him; from the cave. She only saw him briefly cause she was in a fit of panic but it was clearly him. Based on the story Jenny told her, there was a few things that were confusing. “You said his name is Ecko?” she looked to Raven, “I thought Jenny said his name was Emeka.”
The black man looked toward Claire, with a slight mixture of sadness. “I didn’t mean to lie to the young girl,” he said, “I wasn’t . . . .I wasn’t . .ready.”
“Ready for what?” Jack said, checking his eyes.
“Ready to accept my fate.” He whispered, “I told her my name was Emeka, cause it was the name of my father. There are many things I’ve done in my life . ..that I am not proud of. My arrogance . . .my sin, cost me the life of my brother.”
“Rest, Ecko,” Jack told him, “You can tell us your story later.”
Ecko shook his head, feeling very tired. “My Penance Stick?” he asked.
Raven took his hand and guided it toward the large stick resting near the gurney. Charlie tilted his head look at the stick. It had carvings into the side of it, mostly bible scripture. The musician was kind of confused about the status of the black man. Was he a priest or was he just simply a religious person? Jack walked back over toward the sink, washing his hand again. As he took a gray towel, he began to try his hands, then looked at Raven. “I want to talk to you outside.” He replied.
Raven squinted his eyebrows inward, not sure where Jack’s tone was coming from. As the doctor threw the towel to the side, Raven then turned to follow him. Eddie was confused about Jack’s tone as well. Charlie and Claire decided to follow as well but the young Australian woman comforted the black man before they left. Ecko calmly took a deep breath and went to sleep.
Jack walked past the people that were flocked in the hallway. Raven walked past them as well but kept his cybernetic eyes focused on the doctor. Eddie scurried quickly to keep up with them. Charlie walked with Claire for a few feet and then tugged on his arm. “Charlie, that is the man I saw in the caves.” She whispered.
“But . . .I thought Jenny said he was old?” the singer replied.
“He was. I can’t . . .explain it.”
“Maybe Raven can.” Charlie replied.
Jack walked into the living area and then turned around. He crossed his arms as he looked to Raven. “I want you out of this building.” He commanded.
“Why?” Raven immediately demanded.
“Because you are making this people upset.”
“Them . . .or you?” the Masked man hissed.
“You’re outta line, Jack!” Eddie grunted.
“Stay out of this, Eddie,” Jack ordered.
“Eddie, come over here,” his mother then demanded.
“Mom, Raven didn’t do anything wrong!” the boy replied, “He’s just trying to help his friend!
The Masked man then put his hand down on Eddie’s shoulder. Barbara was a little worried about him doing something but everything pointed toward this man being a hero. He looked down at the young boy, flashing his blue eyes. “Thank you for standing by me, Eddie,” he said, but then looked toward the others, “But I will leave. I don’t wish to . . . upset anyone else.”
As he parted from the young boy, he turned toward Jack briefly. “However, I am not leaving my friend behind,” he said, staring at the doctor, “I will be outside. You let me know when he is well.”
“Fine,” Jack replied.
Raven then walked down the other hallway area, past the control room toward the exit. Eddie looked at the masked man as he left the company of the group. The little boy then turned around and kicked Jack in the shin. “Ow!” the doctor grunted.
“EDDIE!!!” Barbara yelled in her disapproving voice.
Eddie waved them off and ran to follow Raven. Jack massaged his leg, leaning against the wall. The older redhead walked over to check on him. “I’m sorry, Jack,” she replied, “I don’t know what has gotten into him.”
“It’s not a problem.” He said, walking on his leg.
“But Eddie does have a point,” Charlie said, “Why did you come off on Raven like that, Jack? He bloody saved our lives.”
“I’m not arguing with that.” He grunted, sitting down.
“Then why did you-“
“Because he’s an abomination!!!” Jack screamed back, “He’s a walking dead man, plugged in by wires! He was trapped in a damn hatch for 50 years, rotting from the inside out. He’s . . .he’s . . .he’s . . . “
“He’s the opposite of everything you believe in.” Locke answered for him.
Jack looked at the older man who had finally come out of the Observation Room below. Locke rested on the side wall as he looked toward the doctor. Jack rubbed his face, and sighed; not having an answer for what the bald man asked. Then again, his silence was all the answer the Locke needed. “Pretty soon, Jack, you are going to have to embrace the wonders this Island produces.” Locke told him.
“We’ll be off this Island before that ever happens.” The doctor countered.
“And what if we are not?” the bald man shrugged, “We don’t know how long it’s going to take Tony and them to find a ship to rescue us. It could be another mouth, it could be a year, we don’t know.”
“What the hell do you want from me, Locke?” Jack asked back.
“What I’ve always wanted from you. What Mia always wanted from you,” he sighed, “A leap of Faith.”
“If it wasn’t for Raven and the rest of the Security Systems, “ Hal mentioned, “We might not have been able to stop the Liberation that captured us on the beach. Don’t we at least owe him the courtesy of Shelter?”
“Well said, Hal,” Locke smiled as he began to walk toward the exit.
“Where are you going?” Jack asked.
Locked paused for a second then smiled even brightly. “I’m going to go talk to him,” he said, implying it should have been obvious.
Locke opened the door leading to the outside. The group of people who had made their camps outside were all gathered together in a group staring upward. The bald man then looked upward, and saw Raven perched on top of one of the cabins. Eddie was sitting on the ground, holding his legs; looking up at the masked man. Locke looked down at the little boy, who just sighed with sympathetic eyes. “I think his feelings are hurt.” He whispered.
“Jack is just having difficulty accepting the Island,” Locke smiled, “He didn’t mean to lash out at Raven.”
“Then why won’t Jack apologize?”
“Maybe he will. Maybe he just needs time . . .like Raven.”
Locke walked over toward the cabin, looking upward. Raven stared off into the distance, squatting at the edge of the cabin roof. “Raven, could you come down, please?” Locke asked him.
“Why?” he asked.
“I would like to talk to you . . .ask you some questions,” he admitted.
“Why?” Raven repeated.
“Because I want to understand the Island and now that you can talk, perhaps . . .you could educate me.”
Raven finally moved his head, looking down at the older man. He could tell he was serious and not upset at his presence. However, the masked man already knew this older man could be trusted. Raven then flipped forward, twirled in the air and landed on the ground with the grace of a gazelle. He slowly stood upright, then looked toward the older man. “You are trustworthy, Locke,” he whispered, “Helen knew that.”
“Helen, “ Locke sighed, “The . . .Jaeger Unit?”
“Yes. Her brain was altered to increased her already natural psyonic abilities. She scanned your mind when you were high above.”
“And downloaded her knowledge of me into the Watchman computer.” He shook his head, “That much I figured out on my own.”
“Then what do you wish to know?”
“You for instance,” he pointed, “How . . .how did you come back to life? Are the security systems sentient? That man in there, Ecko . . . from what Jenny described, he’s an old man but clearly he’s not. Raven, what is-“
The masked man held up his hand to stop Locke from talking. The older man paused, wondering if he said something wrong. “I will answer your questions, Locke but I will do it only on one condition.” Raven said.
“And what would that be?”
“You bring Jack out here to listen, “ the masked man flashed his eyes, “Because I have questions of my own.”
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