She accepts the Pact

Luna wills herself to stand before the fey woman, but in her weakened state, falls to one knee. "I accept-" She paused as her lungs heaved with labored breath. "I... accept your terms." Luna said as the fey woman smiled warmly and a mark etched itself into the top of her right hand. Luna heaved a sigh of relief as she felt the mark on the back of her neck heal, its tainted curse undone. "It is done... now erase these vile cretins. Show me how powerful you are Luna, last daughter of the Parker Tribe." and vanished as time resumed once more.

Luna, with new-found strength surging through her, wills herself to stand before the Demon horde that massacred her people. "Unbelievable... after all that you can still get up...?" The demon who violated and murdered her mother stood with an astonished look on his face.

Luna regarding the demons with a look of unbridled hatred as her eyes began to glow with arcane energies. "To hell with all of you... goddamn monsters!" She yelled as a shockwave of pure white light radiated from her center of being reducing whatever demons it touched to dust, as the entire camp was swallowed by the light.

The light faded, and Luna stood alone among the bodies of her tribe, or so she thought. Of the many demons that had been released from their sealed prison thanks to Luna, only the leader survived, as he walked into the clearing, covered in radiant burns from the pure light he was exposed to. He regarded Luna with bitter rage as she stood before him, hand raised, and glowing with light to finish it. "This one I'll be taking for myself, Luna." The voice of the Fey woman spoke within her mind, as a void of white light swallowed the demon with a cry if indignant rage.

The glow from Luna's eyes faded, as did the white aura that had surrounded her as she collapsed with a light moan. A pattern traced itself into her fur as certain areas bleached themselves to bright silver, while the rest remained snow white or varying hues of gray. Her hair brightened from the golden blonde of her father, to a pale platinum blonde, perhaps a shade darker, but still a result of the magic she used.

Luna felt her self being lifted up. "You... are going to do a great many things... and experience even more before our pact comes to a close." The voice of the Fey woman spoke within her mind as Luna continued to sleep and rest to repair the damage done to her body and rejuvenate her spirit.