<br/>Olivia looked at Mike as he uttered the word 'puppeteer', her usually stoic face giving away to subtle hints of confusion. Looking back at the three, she tried to see what he saw, but she kept feeling like she was missing something. But she trusted Mike, and if that is what he thought, then so did she.<em>So they really aren't our friends, they're just being controlled by something else,</em>she thought, wondering who or what that could possibly be.<br/><br/>However, as the three went on, she didn't have to wonder long.<em>Are they serious? Guardian angels?</em>They continued though, and their words kept striking chords inside of her.<em>If they're guardian angels, then what does that make us,</em>her forehead wrinkled in worry, and her hand clutched Mike's tighter.<em>What are we?,</em>was the only thought that kept running through her mind. She never wanted to be evil, and right now that's all she could think about.<em>How can I be evil? Could an evil person have this much love for someone?</em>, she thought as she looked over at Mike.  No, she shook the thought from her mind. They weren't evil, they couldn't be.<em>It simply isn't possible,</em>she thought, her eyes back on her not-friends.<br/><br/><strong>"You're here because out of the three of you that the Emissary tainted, you two haven't fed yet.  You're the least of the fuck-ups in other words."</strong><br/><br/><strong><span class="bbc_u"> "That means you have no defense against our power.  But it also means that we can give you a chance."</span></strong><br/><br/><em><strong>"A chance to prove that you are not like the Emissary, not like your other 'friend'."</strong></em><br/><br/>The Watchers kept talking and so many questions came to her mind.<em>Fed? And this Emissary? Could he be the one controlling Billy?</em>Her mind reeled, going through every book she had ever read, trying to think of why that name sounded familiar. As she came up blank, she kept her eyes on not-Patty.<br/><br/>"Will you please just get to the point?," she asked, putting on her most charming voice she could muster, the corners of her mouth turning upwards into a sweet smile.<br/>