My Cousin Samantha, Lord of Dogs. Yeah she gives new meaning to that 'Unleash the dogs of War' business.
"Ha! they wrote that about me you know?!" she giggled the first time someone said it to her.
Blonde-red curls and soft curves left nothing to the vision of hardened fighter, her natural glow and musical voice didn't exactly inspire fear and awe.
"So what do you and your puppies do?" smirked an officer in the front of the assembled group.
Sam's demeanour instantly changed to one of a hunter. She slinked towards him, keeping eye contact and drawing him in. She place a hand on his chest and smiled a bright but cold smile as she stepped into him.
"We kill the foot soldiers" she replied.
The officers mouth gaped slightly as she turned and walked back to stand beside me. The assembled soldiers and officers shifted their weight uncomfortably as she continued to smile at them.
Lucas cleared his throat, "As I was saying; we need to collect the children for evacuation ASAP. These are the ones who come from the carrier families so some tact is required as the parents will not know of the children's abilities."
"Coniel correct me if I am wrong" asked a tall solider to the officers right "But this seems something that would be hard to miss?"
"Officer?"
"Officer Greys, Sir."
"Officer Greys, some people carry the gene and only when there is the right situation does it come out of hibernation."
"The portals Sir?" questioned the tall solider.
"Yes, they are shifting the Earth's magnetic field, this activats the gene in most cases. However, they do require a mental trigger and this is where the established families and the keepers come in."
Coniel Lucas turned slightly towards me motioning for me to address the assembled group.
"My name is Khayle Lelievre." I said as I stepped forward. "For those of you who need to be formal 'Commander' works fine otherwise my call sign is 'Kite'." I watched as some of the soldiers exchanged curious glances. I should point out that I am a 6 foot 1, stocky built girl with bright pink hair. I am unusually tall and strong for a girl but a soldier I am not.
"Kite here is for want of a better exploitation the supreme commander of all the special units" said Lucas. A hand went up midway through the group, "Yes?" enquired Lucas as the group parted.
"Captain Wright Sir, of Her Majesty's Royal Air Force!" he stood at attention as he recited his rank. Sam scoffed and I shot he a glare as she smirked straight back at me.
"Yes Captain Wright?" asked Lucas staying neutral.
"What exactly are these special units? Everything has been very vague and I think I speak for everyone here when I say we'd like to know why we are here" Captain Wright's gaze landed on me as he trailed off as his eyes met my unwavering stare he quickly looked forward again.
I folder my arms and waited for Coniel Lucas to continue. It wasn't a secret that I was uncomfortable about sharing our world with outsiders but since the world as we knew it was coming undone there wasn't really a choice. My world sounds like something from the mind of a conspiracy theorist who has spent too much time in fantasy novels, and I am one of the well adjusted ones.
