Something's Not Right

"Something's Not Right" is a BOTGD oneshot written on April 11, 2021.
== Summary ==
== Full Text ==
Continued from Something Wicked This Way Returns…
“The girl and the dock worker came from over here, Chief,” Hroar said as he led the Chief and her second-in-command to the beach on Haligan Island. 
Grey and Brandt followed Hroar to the beach with Shadow in tow with some soldiers fanning out to search the area. However as they emerged onto the sand, Grey furrowed her eyebrows together as her brown eyes surveyed the area. 
“A-Are you sure, Hroar?” Grey finally asked. 
“I…I’m positive,” he said. “Unless my age has taken away my hearing and sense of direction.”
“No, I heard him too, Hroar,” Brandt said as he came down to the waves rested on the sand before moving back out to the ocean. “He said there was some debris, but…where is it?”
Grey looked around around and saw that her husband was indeed right. There was no sign of debris…or a shipwreck anywhere, and the dock worker said there was when he found the girl. 
“Do you think it’s possible the debris was taken out to sea?” a soldier asked.
“No, the tides aren’t high enough at this hour,” Grey said furrowing her eyebrows together even more. Usually, late at night into the early morning, the tides on the beach were low, and it had been that way for years. How low tide wash debris away? 
“Do you think the girl is lying?” Brandt asked. “She seemed a little too distraught to be lying to me.”
“Exactly what I’m thinking,” Grey replied, and “and those injuries were much too real on her body. It’s just that…” she looked out onto the sea…the same sea that she had grown up on, “wouldn’t we have noticed if there was a ship in distress? Surely, we would’ve seen something.”
“And these waters have never been rough enough to take a ship down,” Brandt added. “I’ve sailed on this sea with Einar plenty of times when I was his apprentice, and not once, did we have to deal with waves that bad.”
“I agree, Sir Brandt,” Hroar said. “Grey and I have sailed on this water many times too. Never once did we have an issue.”
Grey walked down to the shoreline, where the water almost met her boots. Hroar and Brandt were right. She remembered the many times she went on fishing trips with her parents, and a few times, there were storms. Nothing dangerous, and it was the same for when Brandt and she took Sven, Dagny, and Kari. Something was not right with this situation. If this shipwreck never occurred near Haligan Island
“Yes, which makes me think that someone brought that girl here,” Grey said. 
“Rhenco?” Brandt asked.
“No…we’ve encountered him a few times…” Grey said pacing. “This…this isn’t his style. He made it clear that he uses people close to his targets to hurt them.”
“High Central…maybe they decided to send this girl to infiltrate our cause,” Brandt suggested again.
“It’s possible…” Hroar replied. 
“I don’t know,” Grey said aloud. High Central was a corrupt government, and so far, they’d used violence to attack and destroy the Rebellion. Why would they send someone to infiltrate? Then she remembered the markings on the girl’s body. She didn’t seem like someone from Aidorin. 
“What are your orders, Chief?” Hroar asked.
“I want everyone to keep your eyes peeled,” Grey said turning to her men. “Look for anything or anyone suspicious…starting with the person who found her, and I want eyes on that girl. If anyone sees anything suspicious, I want to know about it.”
“Yes, Chief,” the men said in unison. With that they all returned to the village to resume their duties leaving Grey and Brandt alone on the beach. 
“Someone infiltrated our island…our home,” Grey said. 
“Hey…” Brandt said gathering his wife into his arms hugging her, “we’ll figure it out, alright?”
“Brandt…our kids…my mom…” 
“They’ll be fine.” He pulled away so that he could look into her big brown eyes. “I know us, especially you. We won’t let anything to them or our people.”
Grey smiled before leaning into her husband’s chest hugging him tightly.
Category:BOTGD 2
Category:Act I
Category:Events
Category:Grey Bergman
Category:Brandt Felman
Category:Hroar