...I went on a very long scouting adventure trip...(that's why I didn't upload for so long). The moons deadly gale just means an ominous wind...that's it.
As the vampires slowly stalked forward the moon howled it's deadly gale. The hair rose off Clair's neck, who was the blacksmith's daughter. She was ginger and so was her father, her mother however was albino…with no hair.
Clair had asked her mother why she didn't have any hair. It had seamed Bonnet had lost her hair in the space of a month. But when Clair asked, she was simply turned away with, "Clair dear, you mustn't worry about that. Your old mum here isn't going anywhere."
"But what do you want me to do?" Clair asked, a week had passed since the blacksmith's daughter had asked her mother why all of her hair had been falling out, "Does this mean I'm going to loose all my hair? I wouldn't mind, at least it would be easier to work the forges without hair getting in the way."
"Oh goodness no. I pray you will never loose your hair, especially the way I'm loosing mine." Bonnet said in a very tired voice, one that made it obvious to those who knew. However Clair didn't know what cancer was, and her parents, weather foolishly or not, just couldn't bring them selves to tell her what was wrong with her mother. Then again Clair's parents couldn't bring them selves to tell Clair a lot of things.
"Mother?" Clair said, this time her voice started to sound equally tired, "Why won't you help me and daddy? Huh?"
"I can't do that kind of work anymore. And you know that." Bonnet responded.
"I know what? You're the one who had this business booming from the start. A few years after the divorce of his first wife daddy married you…" Clair said, her eyes swimming with tears, "What happened to my mom? The one who made guns, weapons, armor, and was the lead developer in advanced technology?"
"What advanced technology?" Bonnet screamed her face pale, spittle flying in dry clumpy flakes out of her cracked bleeding lips, "It's time I told you something I should have told you over a month ago."
"The exoskeletons? You know the super, super, super advanced kind?" Clair said. She had seen the development of one and it had blown her mind, granted it wasn't finished but Clair still thought it was pretty cool.
"You."
Clair whimpered as her mother walked forward and put her hands around her neck.
"Dare."
Clair's whimpers turned to into sobs as her mother begins to choke her.
"Mention…"
"BONNET! What the hell are you doing to my daughter?" Craven yelled from the entrance of the forge.
"Finally getting rid of the fucking ingrate!" Bonnet seethed in response, and with a twist of her hands to the side Clair's neck snapped.
Bonnet was breathing hard as she fell upon Craven. "You see her body? Now that she's out of the picture I can finally take what is rightfully mine."
"Why did you do it?" Craven was furious at Bonnet, but he couldn't do anything against her. The exoskeleton wasn't designed for him; they weren't even designed for males, they were designed for females.
"To access the exoskeleton you idiot. Why would I need any other reason to marry you, than immortality?" Bonnet's eyes lit up with savage glee as she pictured it; what she perceived as immortality was actually invulnerability.
"You don't deserve that type of power." Craven said with venom leaking out of his voice, "The goddess Nyx would never give you any shred of immortal power."
"Ha, that is where you are wrong." Bonnet took a swipe at Craven's neck and snagged a key. The object was a palm-sized holly cross, its handle was shaped with such an odd shape it could only be a key head.
With a smile and an evil chuckle that was unlike her Bonnet rushed into the forge. Craven now free rushed to his only daughter. Lifting her gingerly into his arms Craven nearly cried out in relief, but if Bonnet heard she would come and finish off Clair.
"Daddy?" Clair's voice was weak but it was still there.
"Don't worry, I know an instant shortcut to the holding cell." Craven said, "I can instantaneously put you inside the sphere."
"But that would fuse me with the exoskeleton." Clair's voice was getting weaker as the toxins in Bonnet's nails began to eat away at her insides.
"You would live forever, you could survive a nuclear blast." Craven said, "You would number among the many immortal that walk this earth. Vampires, werewolves, golems, and darkness itself."
"Send her home old human, we would much rather not attempt to kill another immortal during their transformation stage." Charlie's voice sounded the same, only silkier and infinitely smoother.
This worked on Clair, instantly prompting her to trust the new arrival and abandon Craven. However Craven stuck a teleportation pill inside his daughter's mouth and forced her to swallow, once ingested this medical item would transport the individual to a preset location.
The one that had almost made its way to Clair's stomach would transport Clair inside an automated medical sphere that would bio-transform her exoskeleton into pure magical energy.