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Her eyes widened in fear as she replied, "I would become your weapon; but I can't. My parents had wanted me to go there; I can't let them down. On the other hand, my illness is preventing me from doing so. I may be a student, but that doesn't mean I can't be something else. I will regret this, but yes, I will accept your offer." She opened the pocket watch, revealing a bloodied photo. You could see through the blood, but could barely make out the eight figures. There were six children, no older than eight years old, varying in their ages. Two of the figures were the parents, but that's all you could tell in the photo.
She had hung her head low, her hair hiding her face as a single tear slid down and into her pendant. "The only reason I was a student there," she said, "was because I was sent there to protect the students. And now this happens." She looked up once more, her eyes filled with insanity and bloodlust. They bled out the darkest of black, as so did her mouth, revealing razor sharp fangs. The mark on her neck had shown up again, following her pulse. "But that doesn't matter now, everyone's just going to die anyways."

She slightly recoiled at the contact, but calmed down as her tainted image faded away. As soon as he touched her, a frenzy of images went through his head as did her wavelength. Its power seemed to surpass all forces as scarring memories filled the others' head. Scenes of bloodshed, murder, and pain was all that was of her mind. There were multiple scenes where she was beaten as a child, bodies being torn open, and screams of bloody murder before the mental canvas went blank. "The beast you speak of," she said, "was a follower of the Master. He's on the side of the Infected Ones. Ever since I was born, I was being pulled back and forth from their side to the Celestials' side. When the Earth was created, my kind has settled here from the stars in peace and serenity, those were the Celestials. But a genetic mutation has created the dragons that everyone is familiar with. That same mutation has spawned into a virus that has affected those dragons. I have an extremely rare form of it, and when in the wrong hands, can cause increasing cataclysm upon the rest of the world. The Infects' soldier was trying to abduct me as a weapon for biological warfare. The Celestials are trying to tame the virus inside me to use it for my own purposes. Both their armies range in the thousands and with their power, they're practically unstoppable. But if you truly wish to kill him, he's most likely healing his wounds at Starlight's cove, located along the polar ice caps."

She looked up at him and gave the warmest smile anyone could give. "Thanks" she whispered. It felt nice to have someone care for her for the first time.

(I guess; which one?)

(It would be an honor to partake in such an assignment.)