Thread: Cursed with Prophecy

Chandra paused when Slither spoke and looked startled as she examined Moonling, Chandra was kind and caring, but she didn't understand people all that well, that was why Slither was so helpful to her, the little one understood emotions and facial expressions, even in creatures she had never seen before. The Pure blooded Vampire grimaced and gently gripped Moonling's shoulder. i am sorry, I didn't mean it like that... she whispered softly, looking over at Tank and then Slither as they spoke. i have my doubts he knows why he was imprisoned unless Moonling told him. You where his caretaker yes? she asked, looking a little puzzled. it would have been better to tell him. she mused. or not. she muttered with a grimace. well. The past is the past, it can't be changed, but the future can be, and I will do everything in my power to make sure that your vision never comes true. Chandra was no idiot, she knew Fate was real, she had met her once when someone had run off with her magical tools and started mass killing hundreds. The Black Plague had NOT been pretty, fortunately Chandra had been able to stop the man and give Fate back her tools, which had apparently all been foreseen and foretold. Chandra had only been twelve then, yet had easily beaten down a vampire three times her age. That was when the SDTF, already fully an organization then, had found her. i do not know if Fate's Hands reaches as far as your planet, but I am sure you had that Vision for a reason, catastrophe might have come of it, but I have to admit I couldn't tall you what might have happened if It hadn't. she admitted, wanting to comfort the distraught Moonling. Chandra liked her, she was a sweet, kind, and empathetic girl. Not like that blue bastard from the screen. She smiled at Slither and wrapped the girl up in a hug. thank you slither. she whispered softly before smirking. but, for being a nuisance earlier, YOU have to go and get everyone Coffee. she ordered snickering, she loved giving her daughter a hard time. i want Black. Tank grunted, as he always did, even when it was him getting the coffee, though everyone in the room knew just how everyone liked it. Chandra's with blood, Tank's as thick as soup, Emilee didn't get any... Moonling would you like some coffee? Chandra asked before she whipped around to blink at Emilee. didn't arrive in a pod!? Is that even possible!? Nothing can survive the cold of deep space! well, that's what she had thought anyway... and your right of course, no one else could carry Betty. Emille wasn't allowed out on the field normally unless something technical needed to be done, but she did travel with them when they went to other sectors, or even countries. She was usually stationed in the hotel and stayed there, guiding the team whenever they needed it. But Chandra usually let Emilee out on the field if she begged enough and they all knew it. cold blooded? Chandra asked, amazed. well we do have equipment to register body heat... she admitted. i don't know if that will do any good... at least we can leave the cold places out of our search. she leaned forward to examine the picture of him, sitting in his cell. do you have any cleaner pictures? she asked, looking very interested, Tank leaning forward, gasping as he saw the guard be ripped in half, his eyes widening as he saw the wolfish creature, Chandra looking back at him. Tank? Would you mind? she asked, no doubt Moonling wouldn't understand until Tank took off his shirt and grunted in pain as he transformed. He still had the massive horns, and a thick bulls forehead, the rest of his face and body was covered in pitch black fur, the anatomy of a wolf in an almost humanoid form, heavy hands and paw like feet dug gouges in the floor as he struggled to stay uptight during the transformation. A bulls tail, and a body so massive he almost looked like a tank bore an eerie resemblance to One. ... yeah that's just creepy. Chandra admitted, Tank offering her a big wolfish grin. Moonling, do you think One would react to Tank? Since they appear to look so much alike? she asked, her head tilted. Emilee, I want you on news duty, look for anything about falling shapes from the sky, UFO's, the likes. she ordered calmly. if you see anything that resembles Moonling's pod, have it erased from the internet, destroy it completely so no one can even bring it back after you've erased it. she ordered patting the girls head before turning to Moonling. i have no idea how to start looking for this fellow. she admitted. ... do you think he would react to you? He knows you, sort of i'd guess... there must be some sort of emotional bond between the two of you? she paused and gently set her arm on Moonling's shoulder. and don't worry... I'll do everything in my power to make sure he isn't hurt. she promised softly. She knew that feeling all too well, guilt for killing the parents of a child, taking it in and raising it, there where many in Sector 42 that Chandra had rescued from bad parents, two or three of them had even tried to sacrifice their own babies, guilt was a ruling factor in Chandra's life. there is one Arkthorian left... it only takes one to bring a species back. she promised. all is not lost for your brethren. she didn't understand, but it was good to have some hope.