Her heels clicked loudly on the floor. All eyes turned to her as she walked in and she waved one of her minions over.
“How far away are we?”
“We await the last arrival and all will be finished. My lady.”
“Good. Start it up. She'll be here within the hour and I want them here when she is. I don't care what you must do to break them, just keep them alive and get them in here.”
“As requested.”
“You going to tell me what this does? Or what the heck it is you're doing?”
“Shut up. You'll find out soon.”
Lizzie sighed.
“What about Terror?”
“He's fine. The bleeding has stopped and he's stablizied. Don't worry about him.”
“Why am I hooked up to this machine of yours?”
“Shut up! You'll find out!”
She sighed again.
“Okay. You might feel a slight pinch in your head, but you shouldn't feel anything else.”
“Are you qualified to be IN the Batcave? And why won't you explain anything?”
“Why won't you shut up?!”
She rolled her eyes.
“Good one.”
“Sarcasm won't help you!”
She glared at him and waited silently. She watched him flip a few switches before a high pitched squeal came out. She covered her ears and waited.
“Kay. It's done.”
The sound stopped and he came over to get the wires off her.
“Ow. Didn't you hear that?!”
“Hear what?”
“A high pitched sound. It was clear as day!”
He gave her a funny look.
“Okaayyy.”
She raised her eyebrows.
“So Red, what did that do and why did you do that?”
“It's meant to scan brainwaves for anything...out of function.”
“Great. You think I'm crazy. I'm not. But you are.”
“Yeah. Cause I'm the one hearing things.”
“The voices in my head are telling me to kill you...and I just might.”
He walked away from her and she followed, much to Sam's annoyance. She looked around as she followed, amazed at all of the things she was seeing.
“Wow. I've heard stories about this place, but mom never said it was this cool.”
She bumped into Sam, who was glaring at her.
“Who's your mother?'
“You wouldn't know her. She's too cool.”
“Try me.”
“Fine. My mom is Becca Stevens.”
“How far away are we?”
“We await the last arrival and all will be finished. My lady.”
“Good. Start it up. She'll be here within the hour and I want them here when she is. I don't care what you must do to break them, just keep them alive and get them in here.”
“As requested.”
“You going to tell me what this does? Or what the heck it is you're doing?”
“Shut up. You'll find out soon.”
Lizzie sighed.
“What about Terror?”
“He's fine. The bleeding has stopped and he's stablizied. Don't worry about him.”
“Why am I hooked up to this machine of yours?”
“Shut up! You'll find out!”
She sighed again.
“Okay. You might feel a slight pinch in your head, but you shouldn't feel anything else.”
“Are you qualified to be IN the Batcave? And why won't you explain anything?”
“Why won't you shut up?!”
She rolled her eyes.
“Good one.”
“Sarcasm won't help you!”
She glared at him and waited silently. She watched him flip a few switches before a high pitched squeal came out. She covered her ears and waited.
“Kay. It's done.”
The sound stopped and he came over to get the wires off her.
“Ow. Didn't you hear that?!”
“Hear what?”
“A high pitched sound. It was clear as day!”
He gave her a funny look.
“Okaayyy.”
She raised her eyebrows.
“So Red, what did that do and why did you do that?”
“It's meant to scan brainwaves for anything...out of function.”
“Great. You think I'm crazy. I'm not. But you are.”
“Yeah. Cause I'm the one hearing things.”
“The voices in my head are telling me to kill you...and I just might.”
He walked away from her and she followed, much to Sam's annoyance. She looked around as she followed, amazed at all of the things she was seeing.
“Wow. I've heard stories about this place, but mom never said it was this cool.”
She bumped into Sam, who was glaring at her.
“Who's your mother?'
“You wouldn't know her. She's too cool.”
“Try me.”
“Fine. My mom is Becca Stevens.”
Hair: White
Eyes: Red((Im facinated with Red eyes ok!?))
Skin: Covered in white scales
Height: 6'5
Weight: 115
Race: Dragon/humaniod
Powers/Skills: Can morph into a dragon, but only when is very needed. Breaths fire((Yeah, yeah I know there are many firecasters, but this is a basic dragon atribute)). Skilled with bows and melle wepons.
Weapons: Fond of a sword but makes weapons out of anything she can.
History: Xiuhcoatl has grown up with dragons. She has never seen another human. She has fended off enemies of her homeland, she speaks a forign launguage not known to humans. She has been very isolated her whole life, and now she is traveling to find a home for the Dragons. Their home was invaded and taken over by enemies.
Personality: Curious. Many things fasinate her because she has grown up in a valley without technology.