“If he succeeds in bridging our two worlds then every Nightbreed male will be Alped!” Huey continued shouting and gesticulating hysterically. “I don’t want to be a female!”
“What are you talking about!?” Horace demanded then, finally breaking his silence.
“I want to know…what gave you the right to do what you did. All of it, what right did you have to control my life?” Three months have passed since Morgana had seen Logan. One stormy night can change everything.
“It would have been soo easy for me, so easy to simply demand you open the door, bow at my feet, and worship at my altar until your spirit broke. Any number of charms could have done the job. Yet I have left you quite sane, quite in control of your faculties. Remember that. The choice will still be yours alone, Logan, whatever you decide to do.” Logan confronts the demons…demon, of his past.
“What are you going to do then?” Arawn demanded testily of her. The Jenny-unit lifted her head and looked at him neutrally.
“As per my programming, any non-human threats will be exterminated, *bzzt*.” She intoned, then paused as if in thought.
“Please remain still while I commence your extermination, *bzzzt*.”
