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Summary: Nyssa's life takes a drastic turn when she saves herself and a friend from an unexpected attack with a Power in her she never knew was there. Before long she must choose whether to use the power for good or evil, her decision will decide the fate of the world.
Part 1
"How did you do that?"
Nyssa shook her head, staring at her hands in disbelief. She shook her head in confusion. She didn't understand. One minute she had been walking home with her best friend Regina, everything had been perfectly normal. The next thing she knew they had been attacked by a group of black-clad figures.
Nyssa had screamed, Regina had somehow /changed/ forms from a normal person into a wolf. She had been pouncing on the attackers. Someone had tried to grab Nyssa from behind, cutting her arm with unnaturally sharp fingernails. She had screamed again, there had been a strange flash, and all the bad guys were gone.
Regina was staring at her in utter disbelief.
"I don't know. I don't understand." She turned to face her friend, pushing her messy dark brown hair out her eyes. "You - you're a /werewolf/! When were you planning on telling me this?"
Regina smiled sheepishly, folding her arms. "I was actually hoping that I wouldn't have to. It - it's kind of a long story."
Nyssa shook her head. "I don't care. After /that/ I think I deserve an explanation."
Regina looked around, then sighed heavily. "Okay, I guess you do, but not here."
Nyssa picked up the shopping bags that she had dropped during the attack and followed Regina back to her house, like the original plan had been. You didn't expect coming home from a shopping trip would be a life-changing event.
Nyssa for once, found herself at a loss for words. She couldn't think of anything to say, the shock of the magic was so totally unexpected, and her best friend being a werewolf, was enough to keep her quiet for a while.
"Does that kind of thing happen often?" she asked, finally thinking of something to say. This was not something she was easily going to forget. What if someone had /seen/? She might not be the most popular girl in school, but she didn't want to get a bad reputation, and weird things like this spelled trouble with capital letters.
"More often than you might think, actually," Regina admitted, opening the door to her house.
Nyssa sat on the bed, nervously toying with a comb. In such a small place like Forestville, you never expected anything to really happen. "So what's all this about then?"
"Well, um, it's because of something called Night World, and from the looks of it, you're a Wild Power."
Nyssa shook her head in utter confusion. She had heard whispers of something called Night World. Some sort of mystery place that only certain people were supposed to know about. "I've heard of it, but what /is/ it? And what's a Wild Power?"
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"And you're certain it was blue fire?"
Atalanta nodded, still breathless. "Yeah, it's not every day you see a flash of blue magic obliterate an entire team of Night World agents."
Grace shook her head, not sure if she believed it or not. She stood in her office, gazing at the lights that made up the town of Forestville. She would much rather be back in her townhouse in New York. The Council Reps here had told her there was an urgent matter she had needed to deal with.
Goddamn you Hunter, she thought. Why did you have to get yourself blown up?
Since the split between the Night World the remaining vampires had been in disarray. The deaths of Hunter Redfern and Maya hadn't helped at all. The oldest vampires, the ones over four hundred had pulled together and managed to get the Council working again.
Unfortunately, the 'urgent' matter, hadn't turned out to be all that urgent after all. At least in her opinion anyway. Although it looked like her trip here might not be a total waste of time after all. Especially if it resulted in her getting a Wild Power.
The year 2000 had ended, it was September 2001 now, and it turned out the actual Millennium battle would take place in December this year. Or Grace certainly hoped it would.
She was sick of waiting for the damn thing. The sooner it happened, the easier it would be to move on. There had been so many discoveries in the last few months of this last Wild Power, and not one of them had turned out to be genuine.
"Any actual proof, or do we just have to go on your word?" She turned from the window to face Atalanta again.
The girl was looking down at her booted feet, and Grace seriously doubted she would actually find any answers there. "Um, no, but I thought you'd want to know. Her name is Nyssa Lampton. Human as far as we know."
Grace frowned. The last Wild Power found had been the Harman girl, she had thought she was only human, apparently she was the biggest pain in the ass in the world. They'd lost the vampire prince from the enclave, and they'd never really stood a chance at getting the half breed. This was their last shot.
"We need to find out everything we can about this girl."
"You don't want to have her killed, just in case?" Atalanta offered, looking up and smiling a little.
Grace snorted, looking the girl up and down. Tall and slender, dressed in a black leather cat suit, red hair falling around her shoulder. The zipped up front of the cat suit was down to show a decent amount of cleavage. Her lips were smeared with black lipstick, outlined with kohl and the lids covered with red eyeshadow. Perfect white teeth showed when she smiled.
Hardly impressive enough to pull off following duty. Her entire look was the standard leather-clad 'sexy villain' thing, which might be appealing to some, but want Grace wanted for the task she had in mind.
"No need to be rash, and I don't want you on the case. I'll give it someone else, you're too obvious."
Atalanta's smile faded, and she turned and stalked off. Now Grace needed to find someone sensible enough to do this job, and actually get it right.
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Summary: Nyssa's life takes a drastic turn when she saves herself and a friend from an unexpected attack with a Power in her she never knew was there. Before long she must choose whether to use the power for good or evil, her decision will decide the fate of the world.
Part 1
"How did you do that?"
Nyssa shook her head, staring at her hands in disbelief. She shook her head in confusion. She didn't understand. One minute she had been walking home with her best friend Regina, everything had been perfectly normal. The next thing she knew they had been attacked by a group of black-clad figures.
Nyssa had screamed, Regina had somehow /changed/ forms from a normal person into a wolf. She had been pouncing on the attackers. Someone had tried to grab Nyssa from behind, cutting her arm with unnaturally sharp fingernails. She had screamed again, there had been a strange flash, and all the bad guys were gone.
Regina was staring at her in utter disbelief.
"I don't know. I don't understand." She turned to face her friend, pushing her messy dark brown hair out her eyes. "You - you're a /werewolf/! When were you planning on telling me this?"
Regina smiled sheepishly, folding her arms. "I was actually hoping that I wouldn't have to. It - it's kind of a long story."
Nyssa shook her head. "I don't care. After /that/ I think I deserve an explanation."
Regina looked around, then sighed heavily. "Okay, I guess you do, but not here."
Nyssa picked up the shopping bags that she had dropped during the attack and followed Regina back to her house, like the original plan had been. You didn't expect coming home from a shopping trip would be a life-changing event.
Nyssa for once, found herself at a loss for words. She couldn't think of anything to say, the shock of the magic was so totally unexpected, and her best friend being a werewolf, was enough to keep her quiet for a while.
"Does that kind of thing happen often?" she asked, finally thinking of something to say. This was not something she was easily going to forget. What if someone had /seen/? She might not be the most popular girl in school, but she didn't want to get a bad reputation, and weird things like this spelled trouble with capital letters.
"More often than you might think, actually," Regina admitted, opening the door to her house.
Nyssa sat on the bed, nervously toying with a comb. In such a small place like Forestville, you never expected anything to really happen. "So what's all this about then?"
"Well, um, it's because of something called Night World, and from the looks of it, you're a Wild Power."
Nyssa shook her head in utter confusion. She had heard whispers of something called Night World. Some sort of mystery place that only certain people were supposed to know about. "I've heard of it, but what /is/ it? And what's a Wild Power?"
* * *
"And you're certain it was blue fire?"
Atalanta nodded, still breathless. "Yeah, it's not every day you see a flash of blue magic obliterate an entire team of Night World agents."
Grace shook her head, not sure if she believed it or not. She stood in her office, gazing at the lights that made up the town of Forestville. She would much rather be back in her townhouse in New York. The Council Reps here had told her there was an urgent matter she had needed to deal with.
Goddamn you Hunter, she thought. Why did you have to get yourself blown up?
Since the split between the Night World the remaining vampires had been in disarray. The deaths of Hunter Redfern and Maya hadn't helped at all. The oldest vampires, the ones over four hundred had pulled together and managed to get the Council working again.
Unfortunately, the 'urgent' matter, hadn't turned out to be all that urgent after all. At least in her opinion anyway. Although it looked like her trip here might not be a total waste of time after all. Especially if it resulted in her getting a Wild Power.
The year 2000 had ended, it was September 2001 now, and it turned out the actual Millennium battle would take place in December this year. Or Grace certainly hoped it would.
She was sick of waiting for the damn thing. The sooner it happened, the easier it would be to move on. There had been so many discoveries in the last few months of this last Wild Power, and not one of them had turned out to be genuine.
"Any actual proof, or do we just have to go on your word?" She turned from the window to face Atalanta again.
The girl was looking down at her booted feet, and Grace seriously doubted she would actually find any answers there. "Um, no, but I thought you'd want to know. Her name is Nyssa Lampton. Human as far as we know."
Grace frowned. The last Wild Power found had been the Harman girl, she had thought she was only human, apparently she was the biggest pain in the ass in the world. They'd lost the vampire prince from the enclave, and they'd never really stood a chance at getting the half breed. This was their last shot.
"We need to find out everything we can about this girl."
"You don't want to have her killed, just in case?" Atalanta offered, looking up and smiling a little.
Grace snorted, looking the girl up and down. Tall and slender, dressed in a black leather cat suit, red hair falling around her shoulder. The zipped up front of the cat suit was down to show a decent amount of cleavage. Her lips were smeared with black lipstick, outlined with kohl and the lids covered with red eyeshadow. Perfect white teeth showed when she smiled.
Hardly impressive enough to pull off following duty. Her entire look was the standard leather-clad 'sexy villain' thing, which might be appealing to some, but want Grace wanted for the task she had in mind.
"No need to be rash, and I don't want you on the case. I'll give it someone else, you're too obvious."
Atalanta's smile faded, and she turned and stalked off. Now Grace needed to find someone sensible enough to do this job, and actually get it right.
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