Generations of nurses. A great disguise if I say so myself, for my continued work as an assassin. Both a killer and a savior. I would pretend my death...and a niece would arrive, somehow already trained and looking remarkably like a young me, and take my place. I also pretended to be nurses. Always doctors actually, but gender made that unacceptable for most of my time. Always clinics on the periphery of cities serving the natives, but with a reputation that brought Europeans as well. A last. Tonight, Brad is to sing third after Martin Kerr and Theo Tams.“Next up, singing Evanescence’s, ‘My Immortal,’ is Brad Hayward.” Though the judges knew each singer’s song choice, the judges were curious to hear Brad’s version of the song.‘My Immortal,’ words and music by Ben Moody, David Hodges and Amy Lee.A second camera focused on Brad sitting at a keyboard as he began a short piano intro to the song. Again he had to alter the song to fit into the allotted time.I’m so tired of being here. These people didn’t know me or my parents, so why would they take a risk like this. I mean, whatever their own deal is in private, why risk sharing it with a strange 13-year-old girl they just moved across the street from?But the funny thing is, of course, they did pick the right 13-year-old. If they didn’t hurt me, of course I wouldn’t tell. I was raised to “be cool” about all sorts of things, because my parents were punks and activists. They always talked openly about sex. They had also. I don't really need the help," she partially extended her wings to show the top of a mountain didn't exactly qualify as a prison for her, "but the thought is very touching." You're the princess," he said.The dragon girl nodded, a wide smile on her full lips."Princess Babelixiafukiona the forty-eighth. Seventh in line to the throne of Tay-e-tow."That suspicion slithering through his guts had been proved right. Dragon royalty. What was he supposed to do now--bow to her or slay her? Slaying might.