The Beginning, part three


"Considering we were interrupted" a glare towards Duo and Wufei, "We did okay. The computers should all be erased by the viruses, the recruitment officers have lost all paperwork and back ups, the charges destroyed the completed suits efficiently, the production was not completely levelled and will be completed at a later date. No information on their strategies." Heero finished, turning his glare onto Quatre as well. Quatre barely acknowledged the glare before nodding and turning away from the room.



The small skeleton that had excited the Archaeologists was now considerably less thrilling in the wake of the missing Crystal. Never less David watched the teams mortician examine it. "Odd" seemed to be his favourite phrase as he repeated it at each new discovery. Finally David could take no more, "Well?" The doctor turned, his glasses sliding down the end of his nose. "This is no ordinary skeleton. I'll start with probable cause of death and work from there, okay?" David nodded as the doctor lifted a pen to the skeleton's neck. "The vertebra in the neck were crushed, probable Larynx damage, and there is a clean break" He pointed "Between the neck and back. I'd say strangulation, then broken neck as cause of death. The skeleton is young, probably less than five years old. And it is the body of a child." David's mouth opened, "Only five years? Everything else dates for the last few centuries, how could a body get in a sealed cavern?"




Quatre turned the stake over in his hands, marvelling at the way it naturally fitted the curve. It was very similar to his first stake, one his Father had presented to him after his first hunt.
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"Quatre", A deep voice whispered and the boy turned, Adrenalin still running from the hunt. His Father had explained of his destiny, as a Slayer, chosen to save the World from the undead. Now, it was time for Quatre to fulfil his destiny and join his Father in slaying. Winner held a stake forward and motioned the boy to take it. "This is now your best friend. Use it well son." Quatre took the stake, eyes wide, "It's mine?"
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"Quatre?" a voice asked from the door and Quatre turned, tucking the stake into his vest, using a specially designed loop to hide it. "Yes?" he answered as Trowa, pilot 03 and Quatre's best friend stood at the doorway. "You're okay?" Quatre smiled a bright "everything's fine" smile. "Oh course it is Trowa, why wouldn't it be?" Trowa looked down at the shorter blonde, knowing something was wrong. He shrugged, "Just making sure."




The vampire paced the small cavern, "Where do I find the Slayer?" The crystal stirred again and he turned to it, bowing. "Master, I do not know where the Slayer would be." The crystal hissed, "You know...."




"Not again..." Quatre was again in the Dream. It was different this time though, There was no sign of his Watcher, but there were the other Pilots' and the Crystal, it was hissing at him. "Quatre.." That voice.... "Quatre, you won't win this time." He turned, hand creeping to his vest to retrieve the Stake, it wasn't there. Eyes wide he looked around, and then, his Watcher was in the mist again, the horror in his eyes. "No..." Quatre started forward and a clawed hand wrapped around his throat. "Not Again!!" He thought desperately and his eyes flew to the face of the Master. Only this was not the Master, It was Trowa.




"Quatre!" A voice and a hand shaking him woke the blonde from his sleep. He gasped as the figure of Trowa came into focus and he pushed Trowa away from himself rolling to the other side of the bed, scooping the hidden Stake under his pillow. He stood in fighting stance panting softly as Trowa lifted his hands in surrender. "Quatre, it's okay, I wouldn't hurt you."