Braedey Martin: Robots and a Vampire

Arts and Crafters; Happy Birthday... or Modelling Day??

It was a slightly dark setting in a castle-like ballroom. The place seemed gothic in its design, and the windows were stain-glass in a church design as well. The only sources of light was a full moon that reflected off of a beautifully yet scary crafted chandelier that hung from the roof of the massive ballroom. And on both sides of the room, two statues stood straight up in position; one was a sort of a fellow reminiscent of a vampire, and the other, was obviously a werewolf.

Moka, the real Moka, didn't know where she was or why she was here, as she stood in the center of the room. She looked around slightly confused, but not as confused as she realized what she was wearing. She was wearing a sleeveless red dress that showed off a little cleavage, and had a black lace line going down from the chest to the bellybutton, a black skirt that covered her feet, and a pair of fingerless red gloves that stopped at the elbow and went up to the shoulder. She also had a black bat choker and her hair was slicked back, but to her, this scene didn't make sense.

"Okay." She thought out loud as she looked around. "What's going on here?"

But, just as she turned around slightly, she saw a figure standing at the window. She couldn't get a good look at him, considering he was shadowed by the moonlight, but she could definitely tell the guy was male and wearing body armour from the look of it. He started to walk towards her, much to her fright on this, but she couldn't move an inch much to her confusion, but saw he was a boy around her age due to his height and physical features.

The boy stopped only a few inches from her, nearly startling her by this. And then he brought up one of his hands up to her face as he cupped her cheek, slightly startling her. Yet it was odd, even though this person's hands frightened her a bit, he was gentle with her as he cupped her face, and being careful not to cut her with them. And it was then that she saw it was the left hand, wearing the Transformatrix as it was not activated, but the lens glowed in its cobalt blue.