Her Fate

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Rating: PG-13

AN: First off, I am beyond sorry that I didn't update as soon as I wanted to but things have been a bitty bit hectic, anyways I won't bore you with the details, just please forgive me. By the way, Blonde Werewolf, I actually think the howls thing is pretty cute and very unique. I like your style, chica.

Chang Knows

Black eyes narrowed in anger as wrinkled hands fisted into balls. How could this have happened? After successfully sealing the one tarnish on the council's reputation… some woman was trying to undo all the council did? All they've sacrificed?

Teeth clenched as the old woman thought back to the message. The younger dragon from America contacted her. She remembered the words. "The old Huntsgirl is here and she's brainwashed the American Dragon into thinking she's here to re-create the Protectors."

Re-create the Protectors? She wouldn't allow it. She refused to let some human degrade all dragon kind. Dragon's were fierce and needed no protection.

Councilor Chang sat down and placed her head in her hands in frustration. Two hundred years ago her great-grandfather was the head of the Dragon's Council. He understood that the Protectors were nothing but a blemish in the lives of all dragons.

It was her own great-grandfather who did the deed that caused the young Callaway girl to run to the Slayers thus creating the Huntsclan.

The council was so embarrassed they had to hide the truth from everyone with the exception of the council members. But they all understood the severity of the discord that would follow the secret of the council being let out; That it was they who brought forth one of the worst enemies of all magical creatures.

Huntsgirl… she was causing all these problems. The little ingrate should have just stayed by her master's side.

She thought back to the message. Rose. Rose Connors is what her name was, that's what Lao Shi's granddaughter said.

For the first time that night, Councilwoman Chang smiled.

FLASH

"You are kiddin' me!" Gracie shouted as she hit her cousin over the head with a pillow. "Ya'll got that close and stopped just because of chicken!"

Rose laughed. "No, it was charred chicken and the smoke alarm went off! It's kind of a mood breaker."

"But you went out, didn't ya? Why didn't ya seize the opportunity then?"

"By then, it passed… the moment was gone, I dunno."

"Hell, Rosie, if it was me I'd have that man on his back faster than that Pamela Anderslut."

"That's Anderson, Grace."

"How in the hell am I supposed to know that?"

"Just shut up already, and while we're on the subject I'd like you to know that if you ever try to get my Jake on his back, I will find great pleasure in breaking every bone in your body… family or not."

"Yeah, I know, I know. I'll keep my paws off; the dragon's all yours. God, are you stingy or what?"

"And proud of it."

"Well, if you don't hurry up and kiss that man I'm gonna smash ya'll's heads together."

Rose and Gracie glared at each other. Not even a minute passed before they started cracking up again.

"I love you like this, you should fall in love more often, Rosie."

Rose's eyes widened, "I am not!"

"Yes, ya are!"

"Shut up!"

"Not 'till you admit it!"

"No!"

"Ah! So you admit there is something to admit!"

"No there isn't!"

FLASH

She wouldn't tell the other members of the council. They wouldn't understand her position anymore than the councilmen of her great-grandfathers time.

He knew what had to be done. Those damnable Protectors made the dragons look weak! They made the humans look like the stronger species!

Sure, he created inadvertently created the Huntsclan but it was a necessary risk. He told her so when she was still a child and he alive. Chang understood.

Chang also understood what she had to do. Her great-grandfather destroyed the Protectors by killing Callaway. And now she would have to keep them destroyed by killing Callaway's descendant.

Of course the other councilors would be left in the dark. They were blinded by false ideas of virtue and good. They'd try to stop her.

'Callaway's descendant… Rose…she is young and strong; trained by the Huntsmaster. It is difficult to admit, but I am old and not as strong as I once was, I cannot do this myself. When Great-Grandfather murdered Callaway they were even in age and neither were old… I must employ someone else to do this job for me. Someone trustworthy…'

She picked up the telephone, not bothering with sending a message by pixies. She dialed in the number.

Someone picked up the phone on the other line. A woman's voice answered, "Hello?"

"Su."

"Grandmother?"

Yes it's boring and not that long. Probably not what you guys want to read after that last chapter, but I won't rush it. I had to have this set up chapter, it's necessary and this is a good place to stop. I hope that you liked itdespite that, the next one'll be better.Speaking of which, the next chapter will be up soonand I'll really try not to wait this long again. Please review. By the way I think that Chang's her name but I'm not really sure so don't bite my head off if I got it wrong.