The Fate of our blonde...

“My fate is sealed by your next decision and I strangely am comforted by that fact. In your pocket is the last dosage of Project H, we could share it and make me a guide for your future and secure your destiny giving you the most power possible. Or you could give me all of it and make me your priestess. I will be capable of what you need at the cost of some of your potential power. Our union will make us stronger when together, however when we are separated you may fail.”

Your eyes glaze over not sure what the hell she is talking about but one things nags at you, “And why the fuck can’t I just take it by myself and have all this potential power?”

The haunting blue eyes stare into your soul, and apparently future. “The weaker I am the more likely our school and world will be to fall to darkness. However the weaker you are the more likely you will fail when we are separated and you need me. If you choose the last dose just for yourself neither of us will be able to have the last of it, throwing us on the wrong path and dooming us all. Darkness waits to claim this place, you’ve been sent in response.”

You had almost three doses of whatever this was and mark of a god on you. Maybe winning this incredibly hot teen and making her your “priestess” wouldn’t be so bad.