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Jules, Brett, Scott and Malia had all gone to a shipyard full of large steel shipping containers and illuminated by large overhead lights. Unbeknownst to any of them, Deucalion was standing on one of the tallest stacks of containers with his cane in hand. Just as the four look at each other, not knowing what to expect or why they are there, Deucalion slams the tip of his cane onto the roof of the container causing a ripple of sound waves in their direction.
Hearing the sound, they turn around to find Deucalion staring down at them. "Do any of you know the term for what I'm doing?" Deucalion asks them. "Echolocation." Jules and Scott answer at the same time reminding Deucalion of why he had wanted them in their pack so bad. "You did your homework." He smiles at them. "We looked a few things up." Deucalion's tone becomes serious as he continues.
"I know you think you can learn in just one day what took me years to master." He says to them. "We were hoping for maybe a few highlights?" Malia says in a monotone voice. "Or anything that can help us fight the Anuk-ite without looking at it." Scott says. "Fighting blind is one thing—you haven't even learned to walk yet. An orientation in mobility training specialists has to practice blindfolded with a white cane for at least one hundred and twenty hours before becoming certified!"
They all look at each other with alarm and dismay. "I can't teach you to walk and fight in less than twenty-four." He says raising his eyebrows. "Look, we know the odds are bad, but Gerard's got an army. There's a creature that can scare ordinary people into becoming killers." Scott says with a slight desperation to his voice. "A creature now capable of killing you with just a look. You saw them, didn't you?" Deucalion sighs.
"We saw people turned to stone." Jules tells him with wide eyes. Deucalion would never admit it upfront, but he felt quite fond towards her, she was so young and yet she stayed strong throughout all this. "So why aren't all of you running for your lives?" Scott looks at Deucalion as though he's offended by the insinuation "Because we don't run!" Deucalion smiles proudly.
"Now that sounds like an Alpha. Let's get started."
***
Deucalion stood on the pavement in front of the group, still resting on his cane as he prepares to teach them how to fight without their sense of sight. Unfortunately, there's one crucial difference to teaching you how to fight blind." Deucalion starts. "We're not really blind." Jules nods. Malia looks at Deucalion with confusion. "Why does that matter?"
Jules turns to Malia looking confused as to why she would even ask that. Deucalion turns away from them and begins pacing back and forth. "Unless you spend the next few days walking around with a blindfold, all the Anuk-ite has to do is get you to open your eyes." He answers her. "So we keep our eyes shut." Jules rolls her eyes at Malia's forwardness. "You think it's that easy? What happens to your eyes when you're afraid?" He asks her.
"They open wide." Brett answers for her, finally speaking up. "To gather more light and send more data to the brain so you can better handle whatever threat lies in front of you."
