Cat got your tongue

Disclaimer: Dark Angel cast and crew belongs to James Cameron and Fox. This is a fan entertainment for fans who loves Dark Angel

Note: This is sort of based on the RPG that I'm in



816 leaned against White's car. "816 or is that your name?"

"Yeah, that is my designation"

"You should have a name, since you really are one of us"

"As if, tell me what I am or Otto is dead" 816 smirks at White.

"You're a Familiar, a selective breeding cult, I'm guessing your were in a special breeding line for purebreds"

"O...K.whatever bub," 816 takes out a cigarette and lits it. "That is totally mess up, breeding cult, purebreds; I thought Manticore was bad enough, till my seven years living till 494 put me into coma, for 12 years."

************************************************************************ 816 checks the time on her watch, "White I gotta run there is a new club that is opening"

"What about the transgenetics and 452?"

"That's tomorrow," 816 turns away and walks away to her bike. "Sorry White I don't take orders from anyone"

"Yes you will" White quickly takes his gun out and aims at 816. He was ready to pull the trigger. He pulls it. 816 quickly turns around and used her teleknisis and made the bullet stop in mid air. White put his arms down with the gun. 816 made the bullet in her control. She made the bullet go to White's head.

"No I won't, maybe you should take your son and you to the club and maybe we can score some transgenetics"

"Fine, can you drop the bullet"

816 drops the bullet. 816 went on her cycle. White quickly went in his car and calls one of the conclave member. "White, Fe'nos tol, I have a issue.816 is current a trans/Familiar is sort of working for me, to hunt the transgenetics, theres something odd about her, not her given powers"

"Bring her in, and make sure Otto gets an assay of her"

"Not a good idea, she nearly killed Otto, Otto is one of my best worker"

"Will you do this?"

"Yes, I will find out why she acting like this"

White hangs up on the Conclave and follows 816 to the new club. 816 cut in line. White follows 816 with his son. "Sorry Ma'am, you need to wait in line," said the door man.

"Whatever" 816 punches the door man in the face. "White, Ray get in" White and Ray went in the club