Gothenem

Guardian Hall was silent. Gothstrike sat on the ground, tears in her eyes. She knew everything that happened. She could not control her actions, but she remembered every single one of them. Polygirl was tending to the bruises on Gordon's body. He had quite a few after the fight. Natell sat in the corner, silent. Gothstrike finally managed to speak "Gordon, I..." She paused, forcing down a fresh set of sobs "I am so sorry. I didn't know ... I couldn't control myself." She was at a loss for words. Nothing like this had ever happened to her. She was always in control. She depended on it. She had spent years training her body to react to every

His footsteps echoed through the halls of the Angel Falls Memorial Hospital. He walked with purpose towards the room he knew the patient was in. Private James McDermitt didn't like this assignment. Something just didn't seem right about it, but as a member of United States Armed Forces, he wasn't required to like, or even understand his assignment. He was required to do his duty. He shifted the potted flowers to his other hand, they were heavier than he thought they would be. Must be a good ceramic pot he thought. He had inspected the plants before delivering them, even though he was told not to. There was nothing harmful he could see. Ther

Mr. Untouchable sat at the table with Thomas Maxwell. Paudraic's had returned to its normal hustle and bustle. The hubbub after Gothstrike attacked Powerwhine had died down. Maxwell handed Mr. Untouchable a suitcase. "This has your second payment, along with the instructions I need carried out. So far, everything is going according to plan. The media is beginning to question the attack here, and the police are beginning surveillance of Gothstrike. Mr. Untouchable took the suitcase and said "Why are we doing things this way. Gothstrike is good, but I can take her down. Why go through all these hoops?" Maxwell smiled "Because, if we just take

Gothstrike and Natell entered Guardian Hall. Gothstrike was using her staff to help balance herself. Her head was pounding, and she was having trouble focusing. She walked into the lab, and saw several Polygirls running around doing various things. Gothstrike smiled and said "Hey Poly. I've had one fuck of a day. I hope you have some news for me." One of the Polygirls looked at Gothstrike and replied "Yeah, I do. Who's this?" she asked. Gothstrike answered "This is Natell. She is one of the ladies at Paudraic's. She came to make sure I got home, and to help me figure out what's happening. She's psychic." Polygirl raised her eyebrows "Psych