Surprise, I'm back! I just came across this little project I started way back and realized that in spite of my promise to bring it to its conclusion I it was still a WIP. Not sure if anybody is still interested in this, but it only needs about three more chapters to finish it off so here goes.

Norrie saw Max and her two henchman block her path, but ever since she had touched the dome she felt as if she was under water. Movements around her looked sluggish, and sounds appeared distorted and far off. She realized that there was a conversation going on between Max and the two Bishops, but she could not make out the words.

Instead, the surface under her palm suddenly seemed to ripple, and when she looked she realized that the butterfly had finally hatched from its chrysalis and was now clinging to the inside of the dome, right under her hand. It appeared to be looking straight at her. A buzzing started in her head which grew into images, thoughts, feelings. The hair at the nape of her neck started to rise, because there was a clear indication of DANGER. And when she lifted her eyes towards Max again, she could see her for what she really was. It appeared as if her skin had become translucent, and inside this creature was not flesh and bone but nothing more than a writhing nest of slim black snakes.

With her newly found understanding, Norrie realized that the fragile creature on the other side of the dome's shell was what this alien was after. A history of millennia of persecution, exploitation and death caused by Max and her species against its kind was downloaded into her mind, and within her grew the firm resolution that this monster would not get the creature sheltering under her palm. Not this one. Not this time.

As more information trickled into her brain, Norrie gasped. Everything that had been happening started to become clear to her. How wrong they had been in interpreting those images. Still, what remained unchanged was how vital this creature's mission was. And as understanding bloomed in her mind, a small smile started to form on Norrie's lips. Of course, this suppressed species wasn't stupid, and they had put safeguards in place to defend themselves against an attack.

Suddenly Norrie became aware of a touch against her arm, and when she focused on her surroundings again she realized that Max was about to encircle the mini dome with those vile black tentacles of hers. But Norrie didn't panic, she knew what to do. She put her other hand against the surface of the sphere, drawing power from the link with the winged creature inside. She wasn't sure how she knew, but when the other side of the floating dome began to blur and to dissolve it was obvious to her that a wormhole had appeared there, leading to where the creature needed to be. And with a mighty heave Norrie pushed the sphere against the rift where it disappeared without a trace, leaving a mess of black snakes on the ground in an untidy heap.

The prompt here was to make it all about a female character and/or her POV. Norrie was the obvious choice due to her present connection to the mini dome.