11-26-2006, 04:30 PM
Ada nodded as she stepped forwards, ready to tell the tale once again to Dot. "I'm sure you recall when we were all just kids growing up in a village that's now gone. When Kubrika attacked with his undead army, trying to find new candidates for his undead virus, we were all scattered as the villagers were slain or sent to be experimented on. Mar and I were not so fortunate and were captured by those zombies. Kubrika saw the potential in both of us however, so he corrupted us and used a memory seal to lock away our true selves. It was a magic so strong even I was not aware I was being affected by it, even after all these years. Only after I saw you earlier this day did I realize the truth. I hope you can forgive me for trying to hurt you, Dorothy...I was not myself...neither was Mar..." The vixen took a deep breath as she set her staff down. "I know this is a lot to take in, but you have to try and trust what I've just said."
Crimson panted as he sat down on the stairs. "Looked...everywhere...no sign of them..." He perked up however as he noticed the doorway to the medical bay. "Of course, I've haven't looked there yet, but why would they be in the sick bay?" The fox quickly made haste towards the medical wing, wondering if what Wengren had told him was really true. Ada...can you really still be alive...