Chapter 3: Auir
Psiona hated visitors. She didn't like the Terran groups that came and pretended their psychic abilities were anything near the Protoss Psi. On some level, of course, Psiona knew she had psychic abilities, not Psi, but still she was stronger than the idiotic humans that arrived. Her golden-rimmed wings and her fangs usually scared THEM off in a hurry!
So she took little notice of the announcement that a new shipment of Psychic freaks were arriving until she heard her name called to have a "shadow". "Wonderful," she groaned. "Some snot-nosed human punk following me around. This'll be just peachy."
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Demona groaned when she heard she would be a "shadow". How wonderful. Following around some Protoss freak with inferior Psi abilities. Charming. But she said nothing aloud. It was not her way to complain.
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Psiona smiled. It was a scary smile, half a sneer, mysterious yet… cheerful. She was smiling at the name of her shadow student. "Jennifer. Sounds… weak. I like it!"
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Demona smiled. It was an evil-looking smile, mostly sneer, yet somehow you could tell she meant whatever she had just said or done in fun. Only this time, she had not done anything. She had just been told the name of the person she was to shadow. "Psiona. Sounds… like a pathetic Protoss. I like it!"
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Raynor studied the letter in his hands. "She was clever. Blades, as in Queen of. Jennifer Blades just happens to be Psiona's shadower? And Tassadar teaching the classes? I don't buy it."
He remembered the last time Tassadar had had a vision about him. He had been human then. As a direct result of taking his advice, everything in this story happened, for if Raynor had not been Zergified, the girls would never have been born. Still…
He spread his wings. He was going to have a talk with Tassadar.
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The meeting-hall was large. Too large for Tassadar. Had he made the right decision? Did he pick the right girl? Could she be Kerri stienhlaker instead? No, Blades was probably her. But had he done the right thing?
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Hearing her name, Demona stood up. Psiona groaned. "What a freak! She even has wings!"
Demona considered correcting Tassadar, but none of the Templar were laughing at her name. What WERE they doing? Oh. Staring. She hated staring. She threw a nearby textbook psychically at Tassadar, but he stopped it.
"Psiona, please stop hounding me!"
"I didn't do it!"
"My NAME is Demona, NOT Jennifer!"
"Very well, my mista…ke?
They're identical! Thought Tassadar.
She stole my prank! Thought Psiona.
This could be interesting. Thought Demona.
Then all 3 were aware of each other's thoughts.
"WE ARE NOT!!!" yelled Psiona and Demona together. Then they looked at each other.
"Just… similar." Said Psiona softly.
"VERY similar," added Demona.
"Can we go home now?" asked Psiona.
"Umm, alright." Said the astonished Tassadar. Right or wrong, his decision was done now.
Yes, I know Tassadar does not really "speak", but I put his thought-aloud words in quotes to distinguish from his private thoughts. Review!
