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South 75 Epilogue
Shai PeriHawk

I was back in my khaki shorts and tank-top, clean and
refreshed from several hours of dreamless sleep.  I
stared out from the roof of the *Pentagon* to the
bright lights of DC.  I had to get six kinds of
security clearance to even *get* up here.

I was there to escape, so the *last* person I wanted
to see was Storm Shadow.  He didn't seem to notice
that I was ignoring him as he sat down beside me.

"Were you in the military?" he asked, pointing to the
warped dog tags on a ball-chain around my neck.

I shrugged. "Dunno."  Didn't know if the woman I was
copied from had been.

"Your fingerprints were on record with the FBI."

I gasped and looked up at him.  "Who- What- How-"  I
couldn't form a coherent thought.

"All that was in the file was the name Ana Lyon and
quite a few false arrest warrants.  Quite obviously
tampered with.  We have no way of telling if any of it
is correct.," he explained quietly.

I suddenly felt very tired.  I really wished Storm
Shadow had left me behind with Zartan and those
slighly less than sane twins.  It all seemed so
pointless.

He shifted beside me.  "You wonder why I would not
leave you behind," he said.

I said nothing.

"I have observed you for many days, in a situation
where most people would crumple or turn to hate.  I
have also heard your story.  I will not tell you that
you could not have done the things you think.  I do
not know the person you were, I know the person you
are."  He paused.  "The person you are is the only one
that counts."

He got to his feet like a tired old man, and left me
to my thoughts.

End South 75

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Shaianne K. PeriHawk