Life Cycle
1.2
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Stumbling backwards, Taylor franticly reached for the bolt, only to feel smooth skin. Calming down slightly she looked at the door in front of her. She hadn't even opened it. What happened?
Turning her attention to the past, she realised her focus had slipped into the future.
Reaching out with her mind, she felt the PRT and protectorate forces that were currently surrounding the building. One of them stood out against the rest. Shadow Stalker, Sophia Hess.
She clamped down on her temper before she did something she probably wouldn't regret. She was in enough trouble as it was, going out and flaying Sophia alive, even if she did try... was going to kill her? What was the right tense. She asked herself.
Ok, Calm down. The PRT were outside, waiting to see what she would do. Leviathan had been the first to be 'tamed' and he proved it by making a water display, set to music, in the middle of down town New York.
With a thought, a white board was pulled from the wall and sent outside. Using her foresight, she carefully wrote a message on the board.
Hello! :)
Safe.
Not a villain.
Don't shoot.
She left if floating in front of them as she made her way outside. She paused briefly at the door to tweak a few things, just to be sure. Walking outside, she kept her hands up and her wings tucked close to her body.
For a moment. No body moved. On the closest rooftop, Shadow Stalker pulled the trigger on her crossbow, causing several things to happen in quick succession.
One of the limbs keeping the bow string snapped. The tension on the string cause the limb to hit her in the face. Shocked and in pain, Shadow Stalker staggered to the side, her cape caught on something and she fell from the roof top. On instinct, she shifted to her shadow state to slow her fall. She still landed in an open dumpster, causing the lid to fall shut on her.
After watching the display, everyone turned back to a sheepish looking Simurgh
"In my defence, she did try to kill me."
was scribbled on the board.
(One week Later)
Walking into her office, Sarah Pelham did her best not to flinch.
She knew the girl wasn't really the Simurgh. For one thing, at nearly 7 foot tall, she was smaller and only had 6 symmetrical wings on her back. But finding her sitting there waiting in her office, with the pure white skin and hair that haunted so many people, was more than a little disconcerting.
"Good afternoon, miss..Herbet?" she forced her self to calm down and took a seat opposite the girl. "How can I help you?"
The girl smiled politely before gesturing to a notepad, a pen lifed itself up and began to write.
"Hebert. And please, call me Taylor. I would like to join New Wave."
"Y-you wish to join? Forgive me for asking but wouldn't the PRT be a better fit for someone of your... strength?" This was silly, the girl hadn't done anything wrong. There was no reason to be afraid. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.
"There are issues preventing me from joining the wards." the pen had hesitated before writing 'issues' and pressed much harder than necessary.
"It's best for everyone if I join a hero team, i'm too young for the Protectorate and I can't work with the wards. My identity is already public and its not like I can hide"
"When you say 'best for everyone' do you mean in the future?"
"Yes"
Right, foresight, a useful power. Though New Wave would have to be careful not to abuse it. Dispute her size, the you woman in front of her was still just a child, younger than her eldest. It wouldn't do too put her under too much stress.
It took her a moment to realise, she was already planning how best to make use of the girls power. She wasn't even a member yet. But really, the girl was not her predecessor, as a hero she could do a lot of good.
She stood to shake the girls hand. "Very well miss- I mean Taylor, welcome to New Wave."
an: i didnt want to leave Life Cycle on a low note so i quickly wrote this out.
