I passed my hand across my face and blinked at Luna. "Okay, it's offical - I've been studying too hard."
"You aren't dreaming, Bunny," she assured me. "I must thank you for removing my band aid. With that thing on my forehead I couldn't talk or investigate. There are so many poorly behaved children in this area... it has been horrible."
"So why is a talking cat looking for me?" I asked, half-expecting the usual spiel that Giles used to explain the Slayer business. "What is this? A Miyazaki film?"
"It's not a fairy story," Luna assured me. I relaxed slightly. "You've noticed all the strange events lately? On the news and in the papers.... unsolved crimes... You see... you are the chosen warrior."
'The one girl in all the world...' "Are you sure that you ahve the right girl? I'm no one special." I'm just a guy who used to be a mythic amazon destined to fight the things that go bump in the night.
"No, it's definitely you, Bunny," Luna promised. "I'll prove it to you." She reached out her paw and offered me a brooch. It was a golden circle with four small circles attached at the cardinal points. The heraldry of the central circle was complex, involving a crescent moon and a pentagram. It was very girly and I felt far more feminine than I was comfortable with as I studied it.
"Okay, you gave me a brooch," I said. "What does that prove?"
"You still don't believe what I'm saysing?" Luna asked. "Yell out: 'Moon'."
"Yell?" I exclaimed. "Are you nuts? Do you want the whole house awake?" Cautiously, I held out the brooch and muttered: "Moon - ?"
That word was hesitant on my part. The words that followed it out of my mouth were neither hesitant, nor of my own volition: "- Prism Power! Make-Up!"
I felt a rush of power flooding through me. Not the physical capability of the Slayer or any of the other enhancements I'd experiment with over the last three two years. Something clean and bright that did not infuse me so much as flow through me. I'm probably not explaining it well, but somehow I knew that the source of the power was somewhere beyond me and that I was drawing upon it rather than possessing it.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.
"You aren't dreaming, Bunny," she assured me. "I must thank you for removing my band aid. With that thing on my forehead I couldn't talk or investigate. There are so many poorly behaved children in this area... it has been horrible."
"So why is a talking cat looking for me?" I asked, half-expecting the usual spiel that Giles used to explain the Slayer business. "What is this? A Miyazaki film?"
"It's not a fairy story," Luna assured me. I relaxed slightly. "You've noticed all the strange events lately? On the news and in the papers.... unsolved crimes... You see... you are the chosen warrior."
'The one girl in all the world...' "Are you sure that you ahve the right girl? I'm no one special." I'm just a guy who used to be a mythic amazon destined to fight the things that go bump in the night.
"No, it's definitely you, Bunny," Luna promised. "I'll prove it to you." She reached out her paw and offered me a brooch. It was a golden circle with four small circles attached at the cardinal points. The heraldry of the central circle was complex, involving a crescent moon and a pentagram. It was very girly and I felt far more feminine than I was comfortable with as I studied it.
"Okay, you gave me a brooch," I said. "What does that prove?"
"You still don't believe what I'm saysing?" Luna asked. "Yell out: 'Moon'."
"Yell?" I exclaimed. "Are you nuts? Do you want the whole house awake?" Cautiously, I held out the brooch and muttered: "Moon - ?"
That word was hesitant on my part. The words that followed it out of my mouth were neither hesitant, nor of my own volition: "- Prism Power! Make-Up!"
I felt a rush of power flooding through me. Not the physical capability of the Slayer or any of the other enhancements I'd experiment with over the last three two years. Something clean and bright that did not infuse me so much as flow through me. I'm probably not explaining it well, but somehow I knew that the source of the power was somewhere beyond me and that I was drawing upon it rather than possessing it.
D for Drakensis
You're only young once, but immaturity is forever.