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This is for entertainment purposes only.
Healing takes time
Prologue
*Ring**Ring* "Hello? Hey Uncle Charles. How are you? That's good. Yeah I'm fine. How are the kids? Yeah well they are teenagers. Hey listen I gotta go. I'm gonna be late for work. Of course I'm coming up for Christmas. Yeah I know it's tradition for me to go to Granny, but well with mom gone it's kinda painful. I know. I love you too Uncle Charles. Bye." *Click*
She sighed. She hated lying to her Uncle, but she just couldn't tell him. She wasn't going to work. She was going out with some friends. They had offered to take her out and help her get a little plastered. Help her take her mind off the recent and sudden death of her mother and sister. They had been hit by a car and hadn't survived. Blinking back tears she went to get her ID. She had just recently turned twenty one and this would be the first time she had used the ID to go to a bar and drink.
Outside she paused to adjust her midnight blue halter top and tug up her no waist hip hugger jeans before opening her door. Keys, check. Cell Phone, check. Money, check. ID, duh. Smiling she pulled the battered keychain her mother had given her for her sixteenth birthday. She bent down to slide into the car when something stung her on the back of her neck. 'Ow.' She thought as she straightened up to brush off whatever had stung her. Her eyes widened when her hand came back with a feathered dart. 'What the hell' she thought before becoming dizzy. She slumped against the car and then slid to the ground.
"Direct hit sir."
"Good go pick her up. We need to get her back to headquarters before she wakes up."
"Are you sure she's the right one? She doesn't look all that special."
"Yeah she's the right one. We researched this carefully. She's exactly what we need. She's also very docile."
"Got her sir. Man is she heavy."
"Shut up and get her in the transport."
"Yes Sir."
"Alright let's move out."
Healing takes time
Prologue
*Ring**Ring* "Hello? Hey Uncle Charles. How are you? That's good. Yeah I'm fine. How are the kids? Yeah well they are teenagers. Hey listen I gotta go. I'm gonna be late for work. Of course I'm coming up for Christmas. Yeah I know it's tradition for me to go to Granny, but well with mom gone it's kinda painful. I know. I love you too Uncle Charles. Bye." *Click*
She sighed. She hated lying to her Uncle, but she just couldn't tell him. She wasn't going to work. She was going out with some friends. They had offered to take her out and help her get a little plastered. Help her take her mind off the recent and sudden death of her mother and sister. They had been hit by a car and hadn't survived. Blinking back tears she went to get her ID. She had just recently turned twenty one and this would be the first time she had used the ID to go to a bar and drink.
Outside she paused to adjust her midnight blue halter top and tug up her no waist hip hugger jeans before opening her door. Keys, check. Cell Phone, check. Money, check. ID, duh. Smiling she pulled the battered keychain her mother had given her for her sixteenth birthday. She bent down to slide into the car when something stung her on the back of her neck. 'Ow.' She thought as she straightened up to brush off whatever had stung her. Her eyes widened when her hand came back with a feathered dart. 'What the hell' she thought before becoming dizzy. She slumped against the car and then slid to the ground.
"Direct hit sir."
"Good go pick her up. We need to get her back to headquarters before she wakes up."
"Are you sure she's the right one? She doesn't look all that special."
"Yeah she's the right one. We researched this carefully. She's exactly what we need. She's also very docile."
"Got her sir. Man is she heavy."
"Shut up and get her in the transport."
"Yes Sir."
"Alright let's move out."
