Chapter Two: The CommissionerArriving in the Commissioner's spacious office as expected, Agent Lexington opens Tyra's defense with a respectful "Commissioner, sir."Chapter Two: The Commissioner
"Yes, Harold, what is it? Who is that?" the Commissioner asks in response.
"Unfortunately, I'm not a liberty to say, sir." he answers. "'Not at liberty'? I'm your god-damned boss Agent Lexington … or did you forget that little fact?" the Commissioner counters, visibly annoyed.
"This young lady has levied an accusation against one of our own, and chooses to invoke Article Thirty-Nine, paragraph 'c'. So again, unfort
Dramatis PersonaeTalent:Dramatis Personae
Tyra Brennan: T-4 'port / T-1 'path / T-1 empath. Planet of Origin: Altair. Only child of Thomas and Angela Brennan. Mind-Mate: None/RAFO Loki's Wager (Wild Talent) -- Tyra can manipulate chance (only applies to Telepathy and Telempathy). Currently manifests in two different ways: * Tyra's mental shields closely resemble a thermos. Each of the barriers can be modulated independently of the other, giving her complete control of who accesses her mind and who doesn't. * Tyra can breeze through skullcaps, natural shields, and T-shields as if they didn't exist, or she can choose to restr
Dragon Girl, Part 1: EscapeNamira did not remember anything of that day but running. Running as fast as her skinny legs could take her, with The Egg wrapped in a blanket firmly in her arms. She ran until she could run no more, but she kept running. She ran until the Weyr was nothing but a rocky hill in the distance, taller than all the others around it. She ran until her feet were torn and bloody through her leather sandals, but still she did not stop. Finally, she truly could run no more. In a small stand of trees, she sank to her knees, trembling, still clutching The Egg to her chest. It was still hot from the Sands, wrapped in the dense wool blanket withDragon Girl, Part 1: Escape
Parting WavesShe walked along the pebble strewn beach with such grace one could have thought she was floating; her mind consumed with her own private thoughts. Unbeknownst to her, a single tear rolled down her cheek, now flushed with cold from the salty evening wind. ”Wait!” Hearing a cry she looked up, torn from her thoughts, and smiled daintily. Hugging her arms close to her chest she stood motionless while her best friend caught up with her. It took all she had not to rush forward and bury herself in his embrace, as she had done so many times before. Things were different now and there was nothing she could do to change that. He loved anothParting Waves
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I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it!
I believe in Jesus Christ as my Savior. If you do too and aren't scared to admit it then copy and paste this
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Don't worry... it's just a little chaotic...
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"When I disagree with a rational man, I let reality be our final arbiter; if I am right, he will learn; if I am wrong, I will; one of us will win, but both will profit." -- Ayn Rand
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I was asked one time what it was that kept me going, that I was fighting for, and willing to lay down and die for....
My answer is love!
Alice's alpha (or from the looks of the Prologue, former alpha) is such a bastard -- and realistic up half a dozen ying-yangs (90% of the time, I have to remind myself that I'm NOT reading about my old man, heh).
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"When I disagree with a rational man, I let reality be our final arbiter; if I am right, he will learn; if I am wrong, I will; one of us will win, but both will profit." -- Ayn Rand
I am so glad you are reading it though. I am working on the next chapter and have it about half written it is just hard right now because I am having to barrow the net form my friends.
Hope you enjoy the rest of the story.
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I was asked one time what it was that kept me going, that I was fighting for, and willing to lay down and die for....
My answer is love!
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