Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.

This is the story of a man who finds a magic box, one that changes him into a Teenage Drow girl (a dark elf) and he has to deal with the very sudden change. Then handle all the memories of a Drow that was 'made' for a long lost war. This new part of him, has 40,000 years of memories of fighting that war. She has to deal with all that pent up PTSD, her enemy is here, but she loves her. Her old Queen is here and she wants to kill, that Queen ohh so bad!

So far in the story, Rohanna is being sent to a high school for mutants. While in school, she has to learn to keep that temper in check and her vast skills at killing others! She has been attacked in Boston while shopping, by her new lover by accident of fate and by an assassin that nearly kills her.

The last major hurdle in her short new life, is that a science project gone mad! Has made an exact clone of her and linked it mentally to her every thought, it reacts like an extension of her body now.

Life moves on and she makes a movie to get Fae kind more "Out there" and joins the NYPD as a teen cop!

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Back at Whateley

Most of the academy was getting ready for the coming weekend, the twins were making sure all their homework was finished and turned in to each class for weekly grading by the instructors. They waited for all their teachers to give a reply that all their work was received before even moving on to the next steps they would do for getting ready for a fine weekend.

Rohanna cleaned up their room, while Rehanna was busy making sure the laundry for the pair was done for the week. The room’s computer beeped showing the last instructor had seen their work and thus they were in the clear to leave campus, "Alright we are all set!” Rehanna shouted to the room as she dumped the now clean clothes hamper on the bed to start putting them all away in the dresser or the closet.

Once the twins were finished up with chores, they leave the room and stop off at Mrs Horton’s room to be sure they have the go ahead to leave campus from her and the school in general. They both leap over the rail of the staircase and fall the two stories and land with ease. Everyone that can make that short cut leap, does it and so everyone knows to keep the spot in the center of the stair case clear for those that love to take the leap!

Rohanna taps the door frame of Mrs Horton’s room and the older house mother comes out as she always does with a plate or warm cookies in hand. The twins take one of the offered cookies and as Rehanna nibbles away at her’s Rohanna has to ask, “Are we good to go to New York for work this weekend or?”

“You two can go and please stay out of trouble?” she asks like usual.

“We try, but you know we are a TROUBLE magnet of world bending power!” I laugh as we both run off out the cottage main doors.

The twins make their way over to Kane hall, where the Gearheads kids hang out and where ‘Ridgerunner’ is putting the last touch on their bikes, “Awwwl don, they be reel fast now!” he says in his southern drawl.

“Same deal as last time, I make you more magic enhanced tools that should take FOREVER to break?”

“Yeeeup!” he nods back.

“Ohhh so easy!” Rehanna says thinking it's so easy to make a simple box end wrench to trade for her bikes being serviced by experts!

Rohanna with a flash of magic changes over to her racing leathers and Rehanna laughs to Bobby Joe AKA Ridgerunner and her boyfriend's roommate, “Hey tell Kevin we are working this weekend and we’ll see him late Monday!”

‘Ridgerunner’ tips his trademark racing team cap to the two ladies as they fire their bikes up, “Ayy surely will ladies!” he smiles as they ride off.

As Friday ends and dusk starts to fall, the pair ride off down off the hill the academy resides on and up the valley towards the main highway and NYC beyond. They pick up speed on the highway and settle into a good grove with a bit of music playing over their built in helmet stereo systems.

The Twins start rounding a corner, when their heads up display flash a simple warning “COPS AHEAD-RADAR!” and they both slow down a bit to more legal speeds. Them slowing down in speed this time was not much as one might think, as they were not FLYING down the road at a one hundred plus like they do sometimes.

Both of them are cruising along at about two or so MPH over the limit and then partially below, then back up to speed when the state patrol rolls up behind them and the car’s lights come on, they pull over as best they can safely and shut off the bikes to wait for the cop to come up to them.

One cop covers them all from the car by keeping one hand on his holstered gun, as one walks up to the pair, “Drivers license, insurance and regestration.” he asks flatly and both twins pull the documents from a pocket on the legs of their racing leathers and hands it all over to the officer.

He looks all the paperwork over for a second and scans the licenses with his wrist computer, “So where are you headed too?”

Rohanna just says, “East.” and that is all she even says.

“And you?” he asks the other twin, “East”...and Rohanna can feel that her twin wants to gut the guy, she does not like this challenging tone he has in his voice and then adds his body language is far too threatening for a simple pull over for speeding!

“So you are not going to tell me where you are going?” he demands again.

“Nope, BY law we don’t have to and you know it, so give us a ticket or let us go…we are not voluntarily talking to or with ya.” Rohanna said VERY flatly and with zero emotion.

He looked over to Rehanna, “Vith Dos…” is all she said (fuck you in drow)

He waited for some time to prove he was in control, then handed them all their documents, “Go and stay under the limit!”

The twins put their stuff away and pull away back into traffic, the cop did not even do the courtesy of blocking traffic for a second for a pair of bikes to be safe. Rohanna was a bit upset with that one because in her past human life, she rode bikes since she was about seven years old! And a cop that cared about a bike rider’s life would have done that small task out of courtesy!

“That guy was an asshole, all recorded on my end!” a voice said over her helmet, the twins were always watched by a gearhead while on the road and “Hardhead” especially kept watch on them because they wore his helmets that were under testing and he was gathering info on live riders so he could sell the designs on the market!

A few miles down the road the heads up flashed once again, “COPS AHEAD-RADAR!” They were already going the speed limit, so it was not an issue in their minds and once they passed the state cruiser that sat in the center divider, it pulled off with a chirp of tires showing how aggressive the cop was about getting up to their speed and rolled up behind them.

“Ohhh fuck this shit!” Rohanna barked, “Hey whoever is on, please record this shit and get a drone over to us!”

A new voice cuts into Rohanna’s speakers, “Ahhh we always keep one over ya…you two are so much fun to track on your bikes…it's such a challenge for us all to keep up!” one of the ‘Spy kids’ said as they displayed their ‘logo’ on the heads-up to show who they were to the twins. “But I am now sending more drones over to ya and they will be there in about five or ten tops!”

“Hardhead? Is that you on here too?” Rehanna asked next, “Yes me!” came back with a laugh, “That happens to be my gear you are wearing!”

“Well Hardhead send a tape of all this shit up to ARC and their legal center, I don’t like being pulled over two times in one day!” she growled just as the cops lights came on and he chirped a siren at them.

“I fucking knew it, somebody is fucking with us today before work!” Rohanna said and anyone could tell she was more than mad!

Once again the twins pulled over just like last time and the cop got out, he paused for a second before he walked over to them chatting on his radio. Both twins' ears could make out “Yes I have them and yes captain I will make sure they understand who runs the state.”

Rohanna had to sigh, “The state fuckers did not like us retaliating on them for busting up our home and are trying to prove their dominace when ever we leave the school grounds!”

The state trooper walked to them slowly and asked just like last time, “Drivers License, registration and insurance." and the twins handed him the documents, this time he scanned nothing from the stack and just wrote tickets for speeding thirty over the limit, illegal lane changes and some crap about passing too close for both of them.

The trooper handed each one ‘the ticket book’ electronic pad in turn, “SIGN!” is all he said. They both did and Rehanna said to his back, “See ya in court!” as he walked back to his car.

“This is getting old REAL fast, these humans are testing us!” Rehanna spat furiously.

“Let's just make one stop for food and get to work, then we can have some fun on the job!” Rohanna said as the pair pulled away from the traffic stop and rolled back into traffic.

The pair once back on the road kept to the speed limit and under, plus stuck to the slow lane because they were both sure this shit was not over with the state police. But the exit for their favorite roadside dinner came up and they turned off the highway.

Rehanna noted far behind the pair yet one more state trooper car had pulled on to the highway as they passed by it, but this time the troopers tried to go “stealth” with lights off and kept far back to follow the teens in the shadows. It was silly to even try with twin pairs of Drow eyes, the best eyes Sidhe magic could make and then add the helmet that Hardhead had built could easily pierce that darkness, then add a heads-up tracking box from the overhead drone popped up in the display and followed the cop car for the pair as it kept creeping up on them.

“You sure we should eat here and not cross the state line to New York and leave these morons behind?” Rehanna asked her twin mentally as they paused to see if the cops would follow and they did.

“Let’s see if they choose dumb and we get paid for the stupid they create. Besides, Mandy who runs this place is cool with us and Ron the cook, he knows what we like the second we step into the place!” Rohanna said back. The pair had found the hidden eatery spot a few months back with one of the bike clubs from school and kept coming back each time they rode to NYC for work, they had become fast regualars…well when you order so much food and look like Drow you tend to stand out anywhere!

The girls pulled into the parking lot for the older styled dinner that looked like one from the fifties and stopped near by the doors. Rohanna had her helmet off and was just swinging a leg over the bike to stand up when a state trooper car rolled up behind them and lit up the darkness with all their lights.

Rohanna looked at the car as a trooper ran right up to her to body tackle her hard, which made the pair flip right over the bike and almost tipped the valuable machine to the ground. Rehanna was still seated on her bike as a BARKED order came from the patrol car, “FREEZE!” and she did, but her dark visor flipped up as her twin was HIT full body check by the other cop and her eyes flashed bright RED in anger from that act.

Those red eyes cause the rookie trooper still at the car covering his partner's assault on Rohanna to fire and her bullet struck Rehanna right in the head, the shot sparked off into the darkness as that impact caused her to flip off over the bike with a painful sounding “YIP!” That sounded like a dog getting kicked and she laid there where she fell to the ground very still…too still.

Back at Whateley a shocked Hardhead watched the whole attack on the twins unfold from the half dozen cameras mounted on each one of his helmets, then he tapped into the drone footage from the “SpyKids” drones they had flying over to see the act even better.

“Is she okay?” one of the ‘Spykids’ asked him over the network the kids talked on.

Hardhead looked over this helmet’s sensor feed and saw something that relieved him greatly, Rehanna’s hearts were still beating strongly and her breathing was as normal as he could tell, “I see from my feed she is still alive and breathing!” he told his fellow school mate.

The cop on top of Rohanna finished cuffing her as she shouted at him, “So you all decided to fuck with us both over some power trip and my twin is dead over it?....you are all headed to jail over this!” she yelled out and anyone that knew the twins…knew that was strange!?

“Fuck why did you shoot?” the older cop asked the young female cop while he quickly cuffed Rohanna and searched her.

“Her eyes glowed RED!” she shouted back to her partner, “So?” the older male cop asked…”You told me they were mutants and I thought those red eyes were her attacking me!” she answered back in outright panic.

“Hey HEY HEY…morons are you not going to check to see if she is alive or call an ambulance?” Rohanna shouted from the pavement as the dinner’s patrons and owners watched the crazy scene unfold.

One guy who was just walking into the dinner from his parked car saw the whole thing unfold and shouted at the cops, “You all murdered her, you are so fucked!”

The dinner’s owner Mandy ran outside of her business and walked towards the fallen Rehanna but stopped to tap her phone, “Just so you cops know I just sent copies of the video from the dozens of High def cameras I have installed here at MY business to an off shore data storage center where you can’t get at them or erase them!” she warned and went to check on Rehanna.

Ron the cook was right behind his boss, he made his own call to ‘911’ and had an ambulance on the way and the local state police barracks was sending over a supervisor of their own right now and they would both be there in a few minutes.

“Don’t touch her!” The older cop warned, but had yet to call an ambulance for the person his partner had just shot, he did not even call his superiors and the crowd was growing more and more angry by the second at his inaction to help a shot teenager and called it out in loud shouts.

“Why should she not touch me, see if I am hurt or DEAD?” Rehanna barked as she surprisingly rolled over and sat up suddenly startling Mandy who was only steps away, “You don’t want a citizen to help me, so that my death might be easier to cover up and maybe plant a gun on me to make it look like this shooting was all my fault?”

“You are not hurt dear?” Mandy was the first to ask and the stunned cops could only draw their guns once again to try to kill her yet one more time?

“Ohhh I am fine, only because the guy that made my helmet is so fucking good at his job!” and she pulled off the helmet to show that the side had a huge dent in its surface and major damage to the paint job that looked like a stylized skull face.

One of the dinner’s crowd shouted their rage at the cops who had drawn their guns once again, “You're going to shoot her again and this time maybe really kill her…MURDER a teenager? You only failed the last time because she was wearing ARMOR!”

Back at Whateley, Hardhead sends his helmet telemetry tape along with the video footage the ‘spy kids’ took from their three drones over to Sam in the security department and once Sam found out what the tape was, she copied it over to ARC to see for themselves.

Sam was amazed by the footage and wondered how the twins kept from gutting the pair of cops. It must be a promise they made to someone holding them back from acting like…”Angery DROW!” she reasoned herself.

Just then three state trooper cars came speeding into the parking lot sirens wailing like mad and the first cop, a sergeant clearly by the stripes on his sleeve. Got out of his car to run over to stand between the growing angry crowd and the other cops. His partner went to check on Rehanna still laying on the ground next to her bike.

“Your stupid bitch cops shot her for no reason and we had the call the ambulace and all you fuck ups incharge to come out and fix this mess!” Mandy raged out at the new cop.

Up at ARC, a strike team was alerted by Sam’s message and their drop ship spun up its engines on the landing pads as a team ran up the small ramp and took seats along the side of the cargo bay. The last to board the small craft with the team of eight heavily armed men and women, was three people dressed in fine suits…and boy did those people in suits look confused by having to sit next to heavily armed combat troops dressed in armor!

Back at the dinner, Rehanna finally and slowly stands up with two guns still pointed right at her, she goes to lean up on her bike after placing the now ruined helmet on the bike’s gas tank and she stares down the two cops, “Well are you going to shoot me or stand there and look like morons?”

The older cop holstered his gun while the young one covered him walking up on Rehanna and Rehanna grinned his way, “Are you sure you want her to be aiming a gun near your back…I mean really she has already proved to be a twitchy jumpy scaredy cat and will shoot wildly at the drop of a hat?”

He pulled his cuffs off his belt and clicked them in warning, “On the ground arms out!”

“Nope, not till I see a medic THAT you did not call five minutes after I got shot. That guy over there, a citizen, had to do it for ya!” she insisted and pointed to a man standing in the crowd.

“Do as I order!” he barked once again in warning.

“Nope I have a right to medical treatment and besides I see you as a direct threat to my life and my twin sister…you cops both seem mentally unhinged and in need of some DEEP mental help. Call your supervisors over to talk to me!” she demanded as Rehanna spoke to the older cop like he was a little kid.

“Well the cuffs go on!” he demanded as the dropship from ARC started to hover overhead and then found a spot to land in far across the large parking lot.

“Ohhh look,” Rohanna said dripping in sarcasm “goody the ADULTS are finally here!” Rohanna then laughed like a manic over the roar of the machine and knew the cops were in trouble now.

The cop stopped in his tracks from making a try at cuffing Rehanna as the ramp to the drop ship lowered, then the troops came out looking like they were ready for a fight and a pair of them took aim right at the older cop, as yet another pair took aim at the younger cop. The three people in suits waited till the leader of the combat team gave them a nod to come out.

“Officers, we are legal counsel for the twins and this arrest and cuffing of our client is not going to happen,” A woman leading the legal team yelled over the engines of the dropship spinning down.

She stepped forward and questioned the now puzzled sergeant, who was mentally busy with still trying to catch up to the whole mess, "Please tell me why they shot my client in the head and tried to arrest them.” and handed him a business card.

Rehanna stood up and started to walk towards the dinner, “If you want me I’ll be inside eating and send the medics in there to look me over please”

Rohanna shrugged at her twin’s act, “Well you all clean up this mess while we eat!” and walked off and once inside the dinner she smiled at the owner and cook, “Hey Ron you bake an apple pie for us today?”

“Yep like always and I have those donuts already for ya too!” he sang out from the kitchen to us and we both are drooling thinking of them!

We take a booth and note that one of the state cops following us into the diner, Mandy comes over and checks on us after we grab a booth,”The usual dears?” she asks and we nod in unison.

Rehanna perks up as she drinks the tea that Mandy already set on the table for us, “Hey Mandy, get the flat foot cop a coffee and donut on us and tell him to fuck off!” she grins and walks off.

A few minutes later Mandy drops off a cup of coffee and a donut to the cop sitting at her counter, he is watching us intently, “They sent this over and have a message for you…fuck you!” and she leaves him with a giggle.

Outside the dinner in the parking lot

The team of lawyers go over the video and telemetry from the helmet, then the overhead drones the cops never spotted. The state trooper supervisor lets it be known these two troopers involved in shooting Rehanna are not from his barracks and they are several dozen MILES outside of their regular patrol zone.

It takes time, but it comes out the two cops here are from the barracks that served the warrant on my home at Bill and Jineen’s place. Those local troopers left our place very embarrassed and this seems to be them getting some sort of small vengeance at us twin Drow.

The lawyers from ARC finally come into the dinner, then sit down in our booth as we both eat to explain the whole mess to us and all I can say to them is “Sue them and use what we have on video so far off my helmet, their own body cams, the car cams and the drone footage. They came after us for no reason and made it personal. So we go after the state troopers in whole and each cop that was personally involved tonight!" Yes, I want a dozen lawsuits over this mess and the act of vengeance that they started.

We finish up eating our meal and start to leave. As we leave, I pay the bill adding a one hundred dollar bill as a tip. “Mandy make sure the lawyers pay for your videos, don’t give them away for free and charge a high fee…they have the money” she nods back to me in agreement and hands us the boxes of donuts we bring our shift at the NYPD. Rehanna makes them vanish into our storage while we finish our ride to work.

I put on my helmet, as did Rehanna. Hardhead comes on her system speakers instantly, “The helmet was built to take that bullet hit, so it's still safe for you to use. I will make a new one for ya free of charge!”

“Hardhead?” I say…”Yes?” his voice says back to me. “Make sure you bill the lawyers for your time on the video, to take the video, to send it to them and to coordinate the ‘Spy-Kids’ video and send it to them. Then bill them for the ‘Spy-Kids’ video too and your time to send it to them…make sure the total bill is over like ten thousand easy or you are cheating yourself out of money!”

As we exit the parking lot we both light off the tires in a smoke filled display of “fuck you” to all the cops present and speed off into the night at very high speeds, we have time that needs to be caught up on.

One cop shakes his head to our display and huffs out in anger even more when he hears us blast through gears so fast that everyone is very sure we are speeding away at over One hundred fifty by the fading scream of our bikes.

“Hey I have the ‘Spy-Kids’ drones out scouting for ya and it seems like every state trooper has left the highway from where you are all at, all the way to NYC…they are scared!” Hardhead told us via the heads up system inside our helmets.

“Good, we were not stopping even if they tried to pull us over!” Rehanna growled out fully displeased with what humans called the “defenders” of civilized society!

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Shadowsblade here.

This story in a joint venture with a group of fan fic authors, so far this group is made up of Nuuan, then Branek and finally myself. We all got together and after a jumpy start decided to make a group of stories that all take place within the Whateley fanfic universe.

To have an idea about the main protagonist this story's will develop
around here is a short introduction.

Angels Peril a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Tormented by the past, Angel is struggling between light and dark.

Melvin a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
They say old soldiers never die, Melvin is about to learn that the hard
way.

The Way of the Dragon a Whateley Tale: Written by Branek
Born for eternity but vulnerable like a child, dragons shouldn't leave
their nest.

Every Rose has it Thorns a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Watch what you say around rose, could give you more trouble than you ever
asked for.
This one is coming soon, bug him for it! lol

Kelly a Whateley Tale: Written by Nuaan
Struggling with fate, Kelly has to deal with love and loss.

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade
Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and
without.

Vantier a Whateley Tale :Written by Shadowsblade
Ancient and Powerful Vantier awakens in a foreign world, struggling to
find her place in it.

You might ask yourself what is the Whateley Universe? To make it short,
here is a abstract straight out off the wiki.

Whateley is a Prep School for different teens. VERY different ones. Where else could a kid go to a school that has a resident demon living in the furnace? Or meet magic users, mutants of every imaginable kind, get trained in how to handle some rather odd abilities, and worry about
flunking Freshman English? Come visit Whateley Academy, nestled in the
lovely hills of New Hampshire. Just down the road from a town named
Dunwich... (Mythos jokes purely intentional).
This is the Whateley Academy Universe, a shared universe with over a dozen authors and more than a hundred stories (and counting). The stories range in size from vignettes to novels. It's a Mutant High scenario with both a strong transgender theme and a slightly watered down Cthulhu Mythos theme.

It's also very much a work in progress.'
If you want further information you will find them on.

http://crystalhall.wikia.com/wiki/Whateley_Academy_Wiki

or

http://whateleyacademy.net/

But I have to thank, Both Branek and Nuuan for their vast input and the ability they both have to 'bounce' off ideas and improve them!

To all my readers who have e-mailed me and given support--THANKS!

Please feel free, to add a review to this story and others. As those kind words are 'cookies' that keeps that muse well fed on the 'sometimes' long breaks between stories!

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