"So to summarize, once things are settled you will be doing a one month rotation with a Protectorate member. Armsmaster is currently off rotation due to a project that he is working on however. The rotation was meant to start the first of December, but between getting everyone settled and everything that's happened this week, plus the holidays we have opted to set it back to the first of the year. You how ever will be having a split rotation, the first month you will be paired with Renik's side of the Wards focusing on search and rescue training over the standard Protectorate training."

Shadow Stalker let out a sound that seemed like a dismissive huff.

"Something wrong?" Emily raised an eyebrow. The girl had been mostly silent since she was brought in by Alucard, though Emily was once again needing to use the deescalation training to read the girl though the full face mask she wore. Thankfully the brat wasn't that hard to understand.

"Search and rescue training, please, like we're gonna need that in this place. If we have to search for someone they're already sold off as a slave or dead, if we have to rescue anyone it's because they're stupid or too weak to fight back on their own and they're better off dead."

"Never the less. It is your job." Emily offered back, thinking the carrot wasn't working well with this one." Furthermore, you will be assigned to Mouse Protector for the first month as well."

The girl flinched at that, score a point for the stick.

"Now then since the situation has been explained to you, you will need your parents signatures for the new training as well as the gun safety course. Yes, I am quite aware you have gone through it before to be able to continue using your crossbow, but this is a yearly course that for some reason was glossed over for the last few years. The course will renew in February from this point on in ENE for everyone baring unforeseen circumstances." Emily continued flowing into the next bit she expected resistance. "Now the second part of this is as of December first you will be moving to Arcadia."

"WHAT?!" Shadow Stalker jerked forward her hands slapping to the desk. "That's bullshit."

"No it isn't. Every other Ward save you is in Arcadia. You were initially supposed to be assigned there not long after you first were brought in on probation, but it seemed the event was always pushed back, the papers lost or not even sent. I've already had it fast tracked. You'll need to keep your grades up and the next track team sign up is in the spring if you wish to continue doing that once you get to Arcadia."

"The Fuck am I going to Arcadia, I'm perfectly fine in Winslow." Shadow Stalker snapped.

"The fuck, you ARE going to Arcadia." Emily snapped back. "There is literally no reason we have to have two sets of handlers for the Wards. The ones assigned to you could be doing other things given the state of our manpower here. And I am aware of the old adage all your eggs in one basket, but I am also aware that it is much easier to watch one place than two, particularly when the second one is practically a gang recruitment school. Yes, I have looked into Winslow, and I am NOT impressed. You will have until thanksgiving to say goodbye to any friends you have in Winslow, though it is not as if you can't see them on your days off, or suggest they apply for Arcadia themselves. A group transfer to Arcadia from Winslow would help hide your identity further."

"Is this because I picked a fight with your daughter?" Shadow Stalker snarled.

"No Hess, it is not. In fact that little fight is a point in your favor, of which you have very, very few. Druid enjoyed the spar and her only complaint was that it ended so quickly. Fighting any one at her level in her age group has been a limiting factor in her training. That you seem to be willing to do so will likely help both of you improve. From what I saw on the security recordings you are not unskilled yourself." Emily offered. "Though I would suggest you schedule the sessions as the gym is a bit open for cape training."

"Pfft whatever." Shadow Stalker huffed dropping back down into her chair.

Emily rolled her eyes, holy shit did she dodge a bullet with her own daughter. Amy's rebellious phase lasted a couple of months where she got into the Goth/Emo scene. That ended the moment Alucard started copying her style and did his makeup much better than Amy did.

Granted Emily could have done without seeing Alucard even more Hot Topic'd up. It became even worse as he went on Martha Stewart like that and explained he was supporting a friends daughters choices which got both Martha and Snoop into a short Goth/Emo phase as well.

Snoop Dog looked pretty good as a goth.

Martha's ratings skyrocketed that month, though Amy gave it up as Martha made it 'too main stream'.

Martha was currently wearing a copy of Alucard's new costume. As Alucard had gifted one to her and to Snoop Dog, who wore it for at least two of his concerts.

The PR team was frothing at the mouth.

"Just out of curiosity Shadow Stalker. I have heard your tendency to go Animal planet on others..."

"Ugh I bet the rat called it that."

"Probably. Though I would like an explanation for it." Emily asked trying to play the calm one here despite wanting to choke the girl.

"It's simple. There's predators and prey. The ones who do things, and the ones who just let it happen, weak willed shits who are just a drain on everything. Most of them aren't even worth categorizing." Shadow Stalker grumbled. "The whole things just a mental exercise I started when I was bored."

"I see. Dare I ask what you might have ranked Druid as?"

"Eastern Brown." Stalker shrugged.

"A snake?"

"She bit me to beat me."

"Fair enough." Emily shrugged. The carrot seemed to be working again to get the girl to talk. "Any way this packet has everything your parents need to deal with. The only thing I have left is I'm trying to get everyone's opinion of who they work with, so what do you think about the other Wards?"

"Useless little shits for the most part. The Rats practically useless, the Eagles a pompous shit, Norwegian Blue is more concerned with how his fucking plumage looks than doing anything. The bunnies dangerous and could be a hell of a lot better if she didn't hold herself back, and I met Druid yesterday so whatever."

" I see, and the Protectorate?"

"The Glory hog Lion, the Hyena and his cougar wife, the neutered cat, the Gun Bunny and the rabid badger." Stalker grumbled." They do what they are supposed to, but they could do more."

"It's rather sad I know exactly who you are talking about with those descriptions. Though not why with all of them." Emily offered.

" Ehh whatever it's how I see it. An office drone like you wouldn't get it any way." Shadow Stalker huffed dismissively.

"Office drone?"

"Maybe queen bee, I mean you tell everyone else what to do, but you're useless and pampered up here. Not like you even know what we deal with outside of what's reported. Particularly with this school transfer shit. Shows you don't know a damn thing."

Fuck the carrot and the stick, she was breaking out the spiked club.

Emily slapped her hands on her desk surging to her feet in a move that forced Shadow Stalker to jerk back out of the chair herself as if ready for a fight only to freeze as Emily yanked off her dress jacket and started undoing her shirt.

"Wait what the fuck are you doing you pervert!"

"Shut the hell up Hess. You are already on ice so thin a minnow farting will crack it from the heaps of bullshit you've done. So shut up and listen!"

Emily yanked off her shirt leaving her in just her black bra when she pointed to her arm and the scar running across it.

"Serial killer ambushed me while I was trying to sleep, I beat her into a coma with a curtain rod."

She pointed to her other arm higher on the bicep with an old scar that looked like a circular puncture that was dragged up to her shoulder.

"Shiv wound, made out of a steel pipe, early training, some fucker thought the short blonde would be an easy target to mug, I broke his arm in six places and dislocated his shoulder so bad they had to do surgery to fix it." Emily snapped before tilting her head and showing a line along the side of her neck just under her jaw. "Gunshot wound, just a graze, but this came from a sniper duel that happened in my first mission with the PRT against a group of the Church of the Angel in Atlanta. I'm still here, they are not."

Stalker blinked as the director rolled up her pant leg showing a ring scar around her leg.

"Bear trap going after a Fallen enclave in New Mexico. I then spent the next three hours hobbling around helping my team with a cracked bone and large chunks of flesh missing, this wound went septic and they almost had to cut my leg off." Emily continued pulling her leg off the desk turning around and pointing to what looked like a large puncture on her back." I was thrown out of a three story window and landed on the corner of a steel dumpster. I tracked the bastard down who did that and shot him in the fucking head."

Emily pointed to her side where the largest scar was on the woman, they were all faded but still very noticeable.

"This one is where a fucking bio tinker's monster ripped out one of my kidneys and a few feet of my lower intestine. I kept going for HOURS after that one and not only survived but blew the bio tinkers head off." Emily growled before slamming her hands on the desk again.

"I have lived through shit you wouldn't believe, I have lost more blood and flesh in my time in the PRT than you have in your entire fucking body.

The only reason I still look good is because Druid healed most of them but I still remember the pain. You are not the biggest predator in the Protectorate or PRT Hess.

You are not the baddest mother fucker in the Wards. You aren't even the most dangerous fucking thing in this damn room.

You have some twisted sort of potential Hess, I've seen that, but this bullshit lone wolf garbage you have going on stops now.

Wanna know the thing about lone wolves? They are lone because either they fucked up and were cast out of a pack, or are diseased and were cast out of a pack.

This place, the PRT and Protectorate? It's the last fucking pack that will tolerate you.

You fuck up, you refuse to follow orders, or keep playing little miss thing like your hot shit and you're done. I will bury you and then forget I ever met you.

With how you have acted so far there is no one who will even care that you are gone.

Meadows may have had to tolerate your shit because of the higher ups, but the only person I have to answer to begged me to come here to the ENE and if I say you go she'll just ask me 'how far'.

Do you understand me Hess? I promise you that if you fuck up again, one more time from this point, you will simply wake up one day and be in parahuman juvi, or Alexandria's Strawberry Cheer Girls training camp. And even I don't want you sent there."

Emily grabbed her shirt putting it back on as she glared at Shadow Stalker the girl not having moved. Emily spared a glance up and noticed the ceiling and likely much of the wall behind her was covered in red eyes and fanged maws.

"Thank you for the background Alucard but I didn't need the help to deal with the pup here." Emily snapped noting the effect was fading away.

"Hess you are transferring schools, December first will have you in Arcadia. You will behave like a proper human and not a wild beast when out of uniform, in uniform you will carry yourself with the professionalism of a proper hero.

This is the only warning I will give you. Do not forget that you are STILL on probation. You think to run I will find you, you think to try and fight, I will end you.

You will tow the fucking line and not fuck up and in a year or two the probation will be reviewed and you might actually have relaxed rules like the rest of the Wards and Protectorate. If we think you can handle it. " Emily finished her eyes narrowing again as she dropped back into her chair.

"Stop being such a bitch to everyone, that's my job, and I've already knocked the shit out of the only other bitch in ENE. I will do the exact same to you if I have to. But for now I'm content to see if you can learn, you need to be better, or else. You are dismissed Shadow Stalker."