Winger Children (Open Please Join)

[landiek]

Amy looked at Uriel and her purplish eyes began to tear up as she knew she had to do something so she shared with him in a sharp blast of images.

A small girl sat on the table and wings were fluttering, ones like Amy's but not quite. The girl was aging rapidly before the Doctor's eyes aging thru childhood, adulthood, death, and decomposure until dust.

Amy was at the next table sobbing in pain. It wasn't fair of him to put her in such anguish and physical pain.

"Looks like cloning is out of the picture. That is test seven and the results are the same, I recommend that we wait for her to mature and use invetro fertilization." The lab assistant remarked.

A voice came and looked up at the doctor. "Daddy, what does that mean?"

 

[Steiner]

Uriel recoiled in horror from the image of violation that Amy beamed straight into his hypothalamus. Monstrous! He was furious at the doctor and breifly entertained the thought of ripping the man into ribbons.

For Uriel it had been different. It had been more subtle, he remembered the testing and so he looked into Amy's eyes and tried to return the favour.

Explosions rocked the room, flashes and bangs hurting his eyes and ears. A strobe light flickered in the night and two men were beating Uriel with lengths of rubber hose, smashing the breath from him. Through it all he focussed on the screen as it showed him an image for half a second. The noises and the beatings stopped and as the bullies left the room two men came in. The one wearing the labcoat held a clipboard, whilst the one in the green uniform with the peaked cap held a briefcase.

"Uriel. Can you focus? Can you hear me?"

Uriel nodded.

"How many horsies, Uriel?"

Uriel held up three fingers.

"Good. Good. How many BTR-60's? How many T-80 tanks? How many T-64 tanks?"

Uriel barely considered before flashing up fingers in a sequence of 3-0-5. The man in the green uniform grunted in surprise and pleasure.

"Damn, that's impressive. I can't remember all that myself and I saw the picture for a minute."

The two men walked out without a backwards glance, discussing communication issues, maturation rates and whether recon was the 'assets' only possible function.

 

[landiek]

Amy saw it, it reflectd like a movie in her eyes back to Uriel then she opened her mouth and uttered softly "hurt"

The car began to hum softly as the cars around them swerved away as if bumping into a force field and cast aside. Amy's wings seemed to be getting bigger as buildings along their direction quivered and started to crumble.

Amy was making an odd noise, like a tuning fork or pitch tuner, her eyes widened as terror swept over her physically. Her body contorted back on the seat as the tones were getting louder and the back seat windows were bursting inwards. Glass was flying at her and she showed no signs of stopping until Gabriel shouuted at her.

"AMETHYST STOP"

She slumped over in the seat exhausted and unconcious. She was bleeding from the various cuts as she laid in the wash of broken glass. Her powers slowly rearing their ugly head and becoming frightening but without a focus until she shared the memory.

Gabriel was shaking as he looked at the damage she had done in just a few moments. Was that her purpose to the school? Until she decided to speak, he wouldn't know.