The Hospital
The room was quiet, absolutely no noise. Then a slight flutter of wings. Silence again. Kylie Parker sat bolt upright in bed. He flutter of wings was not what had woken her. His presence was what did. He stood at the end of her bed. Tall, dark, mysterious. This seemed to be the only time in the past week that Kylie had opened her eyes.
"She came to you, like I said she would Kylie. All you had to do was trust me. I told you she would come, and that the only way for you to get your full powers is to drink the blood of your oldest niece. Unfortunately in this case it means possibly killing your sister. But we are talking about power here Kylie. Even though you are the younger sister, you may receive the family power instead of your sister. We got to you first. Unless she drinks the blood of your first born daughter you will get it all. It's a race now Kylie. Win it, and join us." Kylie's eyes flashed a deep red and she licked her lips greedily before replying. "Yes, grandfather. Wouldn't want to ruin the family name."
The Park
Monica bent forward and rested her head in her hands. "I don't know, Dana, it's just that. John and Fox go everywhere with us. We seem to just fade in the background. Finding out information and cutting up dead people." Dana smiled at this. Sure, as Monica put it, her job was 'cutting up dead people' but it had its moments. And no one could ever really accuse you of being a boring person. "But the whole point is that I want to do something that's just you and me. It would almost be like hanging out. Only without the girlie stuff."
"How's about we warn them that if they attempt to take this from us. They are doing paperwork for the next year. C'mon, and plus my mum has been bugging me about the fact that she hasn't seen William since Christmas. Which I don't get, mind you, because it's only been two months since Christmas. I mean does she have to see him all the time?" Monica perked up a bit. "Yeah well look at it from my family's point of view they live miles away from me and John. Imagine how many times a year they'll see our kids." She smiled and looked at Dana who seemed to be puzzled. "Kids? You mean you're having more than one?" Monica laughed. "No I meant like, future, you know." "Oh. Right." Monica reached into her bag for her mobile as it's ringing became louder and louder. "Alright, I guess I'll tell John to pack his things."
The room was quiet, absolutely no noise. Then a slight flutter of wings. Silence again. Kylie Parker sat bolt upright in bed. He flutter of wings was not what had woken her. His presence was what did. He stood at the end of her bed. Tall, dark, mysterious. This seemed to be the only time in the past week that Kylie had opened her eyes.
"She came to you, like I said she would Kylie. All you had to do was trust me. I told you she would come, and that the only way for you to get your full powers is to drink the blood of your oldest niece. Unfortunately in this case it means possibly killing your sister. But we are talking about power here Kylie. Even though you are the younger sister, you may receive the family power instead of your sister. We got to you first. Unless she drinks the blood of your first born daughter you will get it all. It's a race now Kylie. Win it, and join us." Kylie's eyes flashed a deep red and she licked her lips greedily before replying. "Yes, grandfather. Wouldn't want to ruin the family name."
The Park
Monica bent forward and rested her head in her hands. "I don't know, Dana, it's just that. John and Fox go everywhere with us. We seem to just fade in the background. Finding out information and cutting up dead people." Dana smiled at this. Sure, as Monica put it, her job was 'cutting up dead people' but it had its moments. And no one could ever really accuse you of being a boring person. "But the whole point is that I want to do something that's just you and me. It would almost be like hanging out. Only without the girlie stuff."
"How's about we warn them that if they attempt to take this from us. They are doing paperwork for the next year. C'mon, and plus my mum has been bugging me about the fact that she hasn't seen William since Christmas. Which I don't get, mind you, because it's only been two months since Christmas. I mean does she have to see him all the time?" Monica perked up a bit. "Yeah well look at it from my family's point of view they live miles away from me and John. Imagine how many times a year they'll see our kids." She smiled and looked at Dana who seemed to be puzzled. "Kids? You mean you're having more than one?" Monica laughed. "No I meant like, future, you know." "Oh. Right." Monica reached into her bag for her mobile as it's ringing became louder and louder. "Alright, I guess I'll tell John to pack his things."