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Erika King

Pathfinder

White Princess
Hellfire Club
Real Name
Erika King
Missions
223
Residence
Newport Beach, CA
Ability
Witch, Mass Alteration, Air Walking
< Erika King looked up at the Buildings that made up Illustra Inc. They were so large and overpowering and yet still even with all the hustle and bustle, Erika could sense the magick flowing around the top, but it was not magick that Erika wanted to sense or have in her system whatsoever. She needed to get inside, but she wasn't sure exactly how or where to go about that plan. Erika decided that most likely she would have to take the secretive route as if she went right up to the front counter and asked where the Penthouses of the Six were, they most certainly weren't going to let her in. She was in a simple white Spaghetti Strap Shirt and a pair of hip hugging boot leg jeans, with a short length leather jacket over the shirt couple with a pair of black leather boots. Erika's hair was in a loose pony tail as tresses fell just around the shape of her face as she began to think of a plan of action. Stepping into a back alley, Erika turned into her true water form as she collapsed into a pool of water so clear it was hardly detectable. Swirling her way into Illustra, she was now in the main lobby as she heard a man talking on a set of walky talkies. >

Security Officer: Yes, Miss Victoria has requested that security for the Top Penthouses floors 101 - 106 be on strict security alert. Preferably Floor 104 and 105 the residents of Cameron King and Haleigh Davidoff. Block off all access to the private access elevators... Okay.. over and out...

< Erika had found her in. Swirling to a private corner where she saw a corrider with a plaque that hung on the wall just before the hallway that said "Private Access Only". This must have been her stop. She almost returned to full form before she saw a security guard standing right in front of the elevator. Slithering closer, she pulled into the cracks of the Elevator, before reforming into her complete human form. She looked at the buttons and pressed 105. As soon as she had entered the elevator she could sense her brother. He was intense pain. Images came to her that showed her Haleigh Davidoff's apartment and Cameron lying there unconscious. He was in pain, his bond as her brother calling out for help. She had to reach him. Erika knew that by now the Security Cameras in the Elevator had most likely caught on to her and sure enough, when she reached the floor of Haleigh Davidoff as soon as the Doors opened, ammunition began to fly everywhere. >

"My Goddess!"

< Quickly Erika ran out of the elevator turning her body completely into water so that she still retained her human looking form, but as if it was composed completely of water. The bullets flew right through her as she ran to Haleigh's Penthouse Door. Quickly extending her hand she unleashed a Mystic Bolt as it smashed through the door. Erika tumbled forward into a sommersault before landing right beside Cameron on the couch where he laid unconscious. Returning to her tangible form, Erika reached out her hands and a golden glow became extended from them as the burns and wounds, even the material of Cameron's clothes began to reform as he began to cough and begin to wake up. Erika could sense the hostility as she lifted a Mystic Shield over herself and looked at a Shocked Haleigh, Blaze and unknown woman. >

"I know what you're thinking. I am not here to hurt you.. Only to help.. I am Erika.. Erika King.. Cameron and Alison's Sister..."

< The others were left to deal with this explosion as "Rachel" began to kick herself for excluding Erika as a threat. How were they going to even begin to tell Morgan or Alison about this after what had happened? If things were interesting before, they were certainly even more electrifying now. >
 
Blissfully Ignorant

:: Cameron still lay still in his unconscious state having been carried all the way from the Top Floor of Illustra to the Posh Penthouse of Haleigh after having been hit with an Eldritch Bolt by Morgan Victoria herself. Normally, when Cameron was knocked out, he went to the Astral Plane or could communicate telepathically. This time it was extremely different. All that Cameron could see was white. It was as if he was being bathed in a white light. Was it death? Cameron wasn't able to tell. All he knew was that he never wanted the feeling to go away. A heavenly figure appeared to him. An extremely attractive woman with flowing Chocolate Hair and Bright Silver Eyes. She smiled at him and placed her hand on his cheek and kissed his forehead before fading away. That wasn't the only thing that faded. Soon Cameron found himself in the Real World and the woman in his mind was now the woman standing in front of him, still looking as Ethereal even in her pedestrian clothes and sweaty body. He jumped up as he threw the red blanket off of his body and jumped over the couch, immediately becoming defensive. ::

"Who ARE you?"

:: That is when he heard the woman introduce herself as Erika King. Cameron's Sister. ::

"OH, you have GOT to be KIDDING ME!"

:: Taking one step back he looked at everyone around the room. The last thing he remembered was telling off Morgan and now he found himself at Haleigh's place with some woman who was telling everyone that she was in fact his sister His hands became surrounded in electric green psionic energy. It was as if he had never been injured as he looked at the woman coldly. ::

"You have a LOT of explaining to do...I'd start now..."
 
Sinfully Delighted

- It couldn't have turned out any better than if Kelly had orchestrated it herself. And in a way, she partly did. Nobody was really thinking about Rachel right now. Blaze was thinking about her sister, Haleigh was thinking about Cameron, and the others were none the wiser. The seeds had been planted. All Kelly had to do now was make sure they were nurtured like flowers. Watered, talked to, manipulated. It was perfect and in fact, Kelly almost forgot her guise for a second and was about to let out a fit of laughter when she stopped herself as they got into Haleigh's penthouse and she was instructed to sit down and not move. Rachel looked extremely sincere as she looked at Haleigh and nodded. -

"Whatever you need, Haleigh. Just let me know how I can help..."

- Honestly, Kelly didn't want to help at all. Cameron was near death and she could sense it all over his body. It would work out perfectly if Spellbinder killed Cameron. That would only mean one more body on the list for her assignment, but she had planned to make the body count Six this time around. Yes, it was all going so smooth. Suddenly, a woman bust through the door as she began to heal Cameron. The woman's hair prevented Kelly from seeing just who it was at first, but when she turned her head, Kelly was stopped in her tracks. Erika. She was still alive? And she was still practicing the craft? Kelly had been stupid to exclude her. Now she had probably the biggest pitfall of all to deal with. Thankfully her glamour was powerful enough to fool Erika, but she wasn't sure for how long. Rachel stood there with a look of paralyzing fear on her face as Erika introduced herself as Cameron's sister. She pretended to look shocked. -

"Oh...my...word..."
 
[ Some people arrived at Illustra Inc looking for a fight. Some arrived running from a fight. Some took back doors, some took the magical route, and some were forced around within the building against their own will for reasons of magic and manipulation. The reason and method behind Delilah Trelaven’s arrival were far more mundane – someone she considered to be a very good friend was there. ]

[ A silver Lexus SC, registration only a year old, pulled up a little way down from Illustra Inc. Unlike the others, who were rolling in cash, Delilah was neither a supermodel, nor a corporate executive, or anything else of that type, and as such, had needed to actually work her ass off to buy this baby. That’s not to say possessions meant everything to her – they didn’t – but every girl needed to pamper herself with something on occasion. With some girls it was clothes, some perfume, some jewellery. With Delilah, it was motors. Pulling the car to a stop, she took the key out of the engine, slipping it into the back pocket of her jeans. Tucking a lock of near platinum blonde hair back behind her ear from where it had fallen free from her sleekponytail, Delilah stepped out of the car, rising to her full and fairly impressive height of 6’0. Clad fairly simply in low rising, faded blue jeans and an off-white tank top beneath a cream jacket, she strode along the side-walk. But the most telling observation that could be picked up from a mere glance at her, was the NYPD badge pinned to the belt of her jeans. She’d just clocked off work now, yes, but most of the time she forgot she was even wearing the badge. ]

[ Reaching the front entry, she gazed up at the towering building, again admiring just how much Morgan and her cohorts had built up for themselves. Morgan had helped her out a lot in past, including saving her life on more than one occasion, something for which Delilah was infinitely grateful. Pushing open the main doors, she walked into the lobby, taking a moment to glance around. On the surface it would have appeared normal, as the action was occurring on the top floors of the towering structure. However, her mind was trained to be observant, trained to pick up the smallest details, especially in the area that concerned her own job – security. About ten seconds of looking and listening told her all she needed to know. The tense look of the security guards’ informed her that something was going down. The men inconspicuously blocking the private elevators told her even more. And the noise from the walkie talkies told her more still. Noticing one of the security guards approaching, a man who incidentally she somewhat knew both through her job and her previous visits to Morgan, she smiled easily, showing no sign that she knew there was something weird going on here. ]
 
<< Morgan fumed and raged on the TOP floor of Illustra....black lightning bolts...a sign that all was NOT well with the sorceress...blasted and sparked from the billowing, swirling clouds outside and around the top of the sky scrapper....and as she walked toward the double doors...they quickly swung open to make way for their mistress...in the hall way...the shadows themselves seemed to retreat from every step ths sorceress took...and the cameras and anti personnell devices began to pull back or turn AWAY from her as she walks down the long hall with a purpose....she reaches the express elevator >>

The main floor!

<<She whisked down from the top to the main floor...an eerie ding was heard as she stepped forward...and the security guards, heavily armed and well trained, quickly moved aside, nodding to Miss Victoria. As she emerged from the darkness of the elevator....her countenance changed...she SEEMED normal again....not nearly as dark and scarey as she was when she attacked the others upstairs...as she laid eyes on MorningStar, Morgan....SMILED>>

Delilah!!

<< Morgan was now in front of her old friend...and reached out to give her a hug>>
 
[ After a very brief conversation with the security guard, she turned, hearing the elevator doors open. She observed Morgan exiting the elevator with a warm smile. As Morgan approached, Morningstar returned her hug, embracing her briefly before pulling away. Granted Morgan's tall height, Delilah was probably one of the rare breed of people who could appear on a level with her, and she smiled again. ]

"Perfect timing, as usual. How've you been, Morgan?"

[ Delilah asked brightly. She glanced at her friend, taking in her appearance. Although she looked normal, there was something about her, whether it be an 'aura', or a look of tiredness, or something else entirely, that gave Delilah an edge of concern, but she'd rather see if Morgan wanted to discuss it herself before poking her to see what the issue was, if indeed there was one. She was never one to plunge head first into being nosey, aware that it usually raised a fair few hackles in most people. ]
 
<<Morgan looked over at her well trained head of secuirty, a tall, handsome black man with a tight and fight physique...>>

Marcus, please prepare floor 99 for occupancy...its floor plan is already set up for that of a luxury apartment....I will have Delilah submit her personal specifications and you can contact the contractors to have them begin the set up immediately. She will be staying as a guest of mine for a while....she has free access to Illustra.

<<she nodded at the head of security>>

Marcus: right away Miss Victoria.
<<he began to carry out her orders and She turned to Delilah as she lead her to the elevator.>>

you'll probably notice a few changes around here since you were last visiting....I ....have "team members" that live on the private residence floors...all apart of "The Six", although a couple of them are out either on sick leave or personal business. We shall repair to my luxury penthouse...at the top of Illusra...we can discuss more freely there.

<<indeed...Morgan had a HEADACHE...the toll of her outburst this evening was more erroding on her mind and her soul..just as Ororo had warned..but she seemed to not want to acknowledge that right now. the two tall security guards made way for the women as they got into the express shaft...and immediately flew up to the 106th floor..now in the stylized hallway with barrelvaulted ceilings, Delilah could see the massive double doors down at the far end of the hall...there was another doorway on the righ side of the hall further up that lead to a whole other area of that floor.....but it was sealed off by magick>>

<< once inside, Delilah now saw the palatial penthouse...its stylish, luxe decor....and past the foyer into the sunken in living room..she saw the floor to ceiling panoramic window wall...which gave a breath taking view of the new york city skyline and the night skies themselves. she noted the BIZARRE billowing and swirling of the black clouds that seemed to encircle this penthouse and the liightning bolts that flashed from within the clouds>>

I...cant tell you how GOOD it is that you have come......something...is happening to me.......and i'm.....afraid.....

<< Morgan gritted her teeth and closed her eyes...as she bowed her head..motioning for Delilah to seat herself across from her on the plush leather sectional...whilel she sat on the other side of the art deco coffee table..>>
 
"What the FUCK is that?"

Haleigh looked up at the sound of the defense systems outside her door. She reached underneath the cushion of the love seat, pulling a glock compact out and pulling the slide back to load the chamber. She had guns planted strategically all over the apartment... shotguns in the bedroom, handguns in the shower, Aks in the kitchen... just in the rare occaision she was ever personally unarmed... like now.... she was always prepared. Haleigh leapt to her feet as her front door flew open, splinters from the frame going everywhere.... there was some THING making for the living room... and fast... The gun loudly cracked, the noise filling the penthouse and the muzzle flashing as Haleigh instinctively started to squeeze the trigger, firing four or five rounds right behind the other without so much as blinking, following the figure as it got closer. She watched the rounds go THROUGH the form, putting holes in her floor where the bullets went.... but if Erika had been corporeal, each bullet WOULD have hit her.

Haleigh turned as Erika solidified, and immediately shot again... but a fraction of a second too late as the Mystic shield went up and the bullet ricocheted back. Haleigh gave a raspy, surprised grunt, stumbled back a step or two and stopped firing, looking down. The bullet had come right back and hit her upper abdomen... but stopped there. It pierced the pink tank top and then 'mushroomed' -- the effect that happens to a bullet when it hits a kevlar vest... Haleigh peeled it away from her skin and rolled it between her fingers. She looked back down on the kneeling Erika. Everything was quiet for a second... as Cameron woke up. Hales could see Erika had healed Cameron... and she lowered her weapon, walking over the the sofa and sitting down next to Blaze, setting the .45 Glock 36 in her lap. She sighed heavily... she gave a short scoff and smiled to herself.

"One big happy family. Anyone ELSE coming to join us this evening?"
 
[ Delilah followed Morgan's gaze over to Marcus, listening to her friend's words as she did. She paid attention to the contents of her instructions to Marcus, although building plans were the last thing currenly on the young blonde's mind. As Morgan spoke, leading her to the elevator, Delilah merely nodded, listening intently with a sympathetic ear. ]

"All right. Presumably I'll come across those remaining sooner or later."

[ She responded simply to Morgan's small 'introduction' of The Six, again, not concerned with them in the present climate. As they emerged onto floor 106, she raised her gaze, consistently impressed in spite of herself. She gave the doors to the right little more than a passing glance, focusing on the double doors, as they walked through them. ]

[ Something which did grab her attention was the view from the windows. The size of the windows themselves were impressive to be true, the decor and general 'atmosphere' of the room equally impressive. But the raging storm outside wasn't impressive, it was disturbing. Again, she looked between the storm, and Morgan, without saying a word. Only when Morgan confessed that there was something wrong did Delilah's worry deepen further. She couldn't recall ever having seen her old friend in such an out of control state, and she perched on the edge of the sectional as Morgan prompted, still looking at the woman with controlled concern. Morgan, afraid? ]

"Morgan..."

[ She trailed off for a moment, letting her finish instead of interrupting. Her voice when she spoke again was cool and calm, but not uncaring or cold. ]

"Keep calm, Morgan. You know as well as I do that you are the one in control of yourself and your life."

[ Delilah insisted that, simply out of faith in Morgan. ]

"Tell me what's happening. And whatever way I can, I'll help."
 
< Erika lowered her shield, not really knowing whether or not Haleigh would fire again, but rather going out on blind faith, showing Haleigh that she herself was not afraid. Haleigh had healing powers, but nowhere near on the level that Erika had them. She stood up and looked at a frazzled Blaze as she walked over to her and began to heal her as well as Blaze even felt her jaw crack back into place with a simple and painless snap. She turned to Haleigh and apologized for the entry. >

"I am sorry to have barged in on you, Miss Davidoff. But I come with extremely urgent news, and I need to speak with Cameron and Alison. I am sensing danger, otherwise I would not have come. Please all I ask is that you give me enough room to do just that and I will make sure that you are in no way inconvienenced..."

< Turning back to Cameron, she saw the look of confusion and pain on his face. She always knew this moment would come, she just hadn't anticipated on how much it would hurt. She never wanted it to go like this, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Walking closer to Cameron, she seemed to have somewhat of a calming effect to his body as all of his pain seemed to fade away. She continued. >

"Please.. I would like to explain myself, but I will need full prescence of the Six. I can sense by these wounds that you were injured by Morgan herself.. so perhaps this is not the best time to discuss things.. but time is of the essence.. If I don't warn my brother and sister soon enough.. my mot-- well, things will get bad and just for them, but for all of you. Cameron, I know that you don't remember me, but I promise you, once I explain, things will become extremely clear. I just need everyone together for this. Morgan and Alison will be able to sense my truth..."

< Haleigh, Blaze and Cameron were left to ponder just who this seemingly "good" person was and how did she wind up in the thralls of Illustra Inc. Whoever she was, every body was on their toes and not willing to trust. In fact this had worked perfect for Kelly because now, nobody was thinking about Rachel, but only Erika. Erika's vision snapped back to Rachel as she squinted her eyes for a second. >

"There is something familiar about her..."

< Snapping back to reality, she awaited the response of the Six. >
 
<<spellbinder sat...with her hands to her face...as she breathed deeply>>

<<in an icy voice>>: EVERYTHING is happening all at once. but those fools are so wrapped up in trying to paint ME as the villainess that they dont see whats HAPPENING!

<< She motioned to the scrying glass...which gave Delilah an in depth visual and audio recap of the events of Morgan and Alison learning that Foxfire was Alive the Citadle's meltdown, the TO virus, the nightmare caper in thr Citadle, Imagiomg infecting Alison/Guardian, Spell's trip to Limbo, Ororo and Spell reviving and liberating Alison, Ororo's warning to Spell...and the most recent events here in the penthouse an hour before Delilah had arrived...>>


There's this woman....that they are ALL rallying around...Rachel Gray...she's from MYSTECH...she claims to b e in need of our protection........and Cameron and my OWN SISTER have embraced her and labled ME the bad woman. Its ALL happening just like it did in Valiant....but this time....its different. Ever since I activated my link with Limbo...i've been CHANGING. It must be what Ororo was trying to tell me! the magick in my soul....its tainting me..but am as much apart of Limbo as it is me. I tried to tell Blaze, but she DISMISSED ME.

<<she closes her eyes tightly>> I've got to get control of myself...IF I am going to be any good to this "woman" that needs our help. Goddess knows that if its left up to Cameron and Haleigh...two of the most selfish, untrust worth people you would ever know....they will place us ALL in dire straits!
 
Haleigh laughed, somewhat uncomfortably. "I hate to burst your delusional bubble there... Erika... but you're NOT going to get the full presence of the six TONIGHT... Ms Quartermaine is on personal leave... Alison is 'recovering'... and Morgan is on a bloodbath rampage... what you see here is what you get... because I'm not LETTING any of us go back up there... if her defense systems dont kill us... I dont doubt she'll TRY... and shell kill YOU too just for being there."

Haleigh looked at her watch... it was 3 am... and the storm could be seen outside her living room's wall length windows, the lightning every now and then lighting her patio up like daylight. Hale's lamps around the living room gave a soft glow.

Erika and Cameron:"Go through the breakfast nook... There's a master bedroom. King size bed... you two can sleep there. There's a queen in the guest room, Rachel, its right there, on the left next to the study. I suggest you three get some sleep... Blaze and I dont... we'll make sure Spellbinder doesnt come around for round two." Haleigh scratched behind Delta's ears softly... and the dog climbed up onto the sofa with her and Blaze, stretching out the length and laying her head on Blaze's lap again. Haleigh had her own hook up to the surveilance systems of her apartment... so she wasn't worried about letting Rachel [or Erika] out of her sight... because she could still keep an eye on them. Haleigh look up at her front door... it had closed and repaired on its own, and Haleigh manipulated the locks shut from where she was.
 
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[ She watched Morgan, not just listening to her words but taking in every noticeable thing about her demeanor. Her lack of visible calmness was unsettling, but to be expected, granted what she was telling morningstar. She kept silent as she watched events proceed in the scrying glass, then as Morgan recapped the situation after. ]

"Calm,"

[ Delilah repeated, glancing back to the windows outside before looking back towards Spellbinder. ]

"As far as I can tell... this is a fairly substantial case of people jumping to conclusions and reacting with their emotions, and not their heads. Possibly a cool, calm appeal to their minds and not their emotions, would be profitable. Otherwise I see little more than an escalating situation."

[ She continued musing out loud, partly talking to Spellbinder and partly just speaking her thoughts as they occured. ]

"It could be an idea to delve into a little more research on miss Gray, make sure she is who she says she is and not stirring up trouble. Gray, and any other outsiders you might not have mentioned. Until then you need to figure out how to turn them back into your friends and not your enemies. The fight couldn't have helped matters much."

[ Delilah smiled wryly, still speaking with the same calm level headedness. ]

"Now, as for your, well, 'issue'. I honestly do not believe that these 'changes' can overcome you. Changes too drastic for Morgan Victoria, Spellbinder, magical legend, to overcome? Limbo or not, I don't believe it. Maybe it's time to stop fighting whatver's happening to you. The connection's there and yes, that's undeniable. But it does not, necessarily, have to be a bad thing. Maybe with you this is different, but for me, my powers are influenced largely by my emotions. When my emotions run away with me, so do my powers. What you need, Morgan, is to be calm, to relax, and to remember that you're not alone in this."

[ She nodded, leaning forward slightly, trying to think if there was anything else she had not addressed in her small speech. ]

"Then we can go make sure your friends don't make a mess downstairs."

[ Laughing softly in spite of the highly volatile situation in progresss, she smiled gently, still watching her friend. ]
 
:: Cameron surveyed the woman standing before him. They did share a resemblence and in fact, if you placed Alison, Cameron and Erika in a room, one would assume they were related. But the second part of Cameron didn't want to believe any of it for a second. He had been burned before in the past at the Citadle and once more in Morgan's Penthouse when Alison seemingly denyed him as her brother and continued to be nasty and pretencious as ever. This one seemed different. It was tough for Cameron because he had no family so when things like this popped up, he wanted desperately to believe them. It was just something at the moment he was not able to deal with. As Haleigh made arrangements for sleeping, Cameron felt a little on edge as he nodded to Haleigh, too tired to argue and motioned Erika towards the Bedroom with the King Size Bed. How appropriate. Cameron looked at her as he began taking pillows off of the bed and some blankets as he put them on the floor. ::

"Here.. I will sleep here tonight. You can have the bed. The matress is too firm for me anyway. Haleigh is used to firm matresses from her army days..."

:: Having a second thought, Cameron turned back to Erika showing a completely different side ::

"Look.. I don't know who you are, but my sister and I have been through enough in our lives. We just recently found out who we are and we don't need MYSTECH trying to bump in and get rid of us both. So if you aren't really who you say you are, I suggest you leave before I get up because if I find out later that you had both my sister and I fooled, we will make it our one life goal to exterminate you... Have a pleasant night..."

:: Prophet took off his shirt and coat jacket as he pulled the covers over his body and turned the light off. He couldn't really believe what he had just said. He found himself actually standing up FOR Alison. Cameron didn't know why he just said those things, they just felt like the right thing to say. Maybe it had been a night of heightened emotion, but something told Cameron from deep down in every fiber of his being that his relationship with Alison would be tested very soon. ::
 
- Kelly was burning with rage as Erika stood before her looking gorgeous. The fact that the one daughter she had that defyed her and banished her to the Hell Dimension she had been in for over ten years was still living and breathing sent a chill down her spine. Things were definitely not going as planned and tonight, Kelly was going to have to do some more work to make sure that her cover was not blown while she was staying in Illustra Inc. Nodding to Haleigh, "Rachel" went to the Guest Quarters as she shut the door behind her, instantly Blinking back to her own apartment across from Illustra. Anyone who opened the door would see Rachel asleep, completely unconscious from the world. Walking back and forth throughout her own Penthouse, Kelly began to think of a way to make sure that she could keep Erika's guard down. She began talking to herself out loud. -

"Of Course Kelly, you're ALWAYS getting ahead of yourself! I have half a mind to go in there and OBLITERATE each and every one of them! ERIKA! Of ALL people that miserably weak good for nothing bitch of a daughter of mine LIVES and has COME to warn Alison and Cameron about something! Most LIKELY of my ARRIVAL! How could I have been so STUPID?!"

- Witchfire knew that her illusion was strong enough to fool Erika but she would have to work her own powers of manipulation to keep Erika off of her tracks. Since she had just came into the situation, "Rachel" would have to be at Erika's beck and call. Doing anything Erika asks her and wanting to help every chance she gets. If it was anything of Erika's that Kelly could exploit it was her kindness and goodwill towards other people. Waving her hand, the wall behind her shimmered as a Black Mirror formed on the wall of an ornate and ancient nature. This was Witchfire's Scrying Mirror, much like in the tale of Sleeping Beauty. Kelly called out the name "Morgan" as the blackness swirled into dark flowing clouds before appearing back into Morgan's penthouse. She was talking to someone who was apparantely named Delilah and was a Cop. Talking of investigating Rachel Gray and seeing if she really checks out. Thankfully Kelly had created the perfect Illusion, to the world, she was nobody other than Rachel Grey, anyone who searched for her would find fake records and birth certificates, the whole nine yards. Kelly was no amateur, she was a Pro. She listened in on their conversation, planning the next best line of action. -

"That's right Morgan, break down. I can see what's coming in your future and if I can be one to nurture that.. I will do EVERYTHING in my power to do so...."
 
< Erika followed Cameron into the Main Bedroom. She was fighting back tears of joy and solemn at the same time. She was actually in the same room with her now adult baby brother. He was so grown up, so powerful, so handsome. It made her heart proud and for a brief few seconds took away her regret about what she had done to protect him. He was alive and well. Mystech hadn't taken him. As she pulled the pillows on the floor, she could only smile. Deep down underneath all of his machismo, she knew he had a good heart and he could sense who she really was. She just hoped he felt that way when Erika revealed what had happened in the past which would break the spell on Alison and Cameron, making them remember everything. Making Cameron remember Alison, Erika and brief flashes of his mother and making Alison remember Cameron all together. It was a risk she had to take. She wasn't going to lose the family she had just reconnected with. Erika had worked to hard. With Cameron's statement, she stood completely calm and cool headed as she responded. >

"I understand your concern, Cameron. I would be weary of myself as well. All I ask is for a chance to explain myself, to let you all know what happened. That is all I asked. I WILL be here when you awake tomorrow, and I will be ready to tell you all everything. Goodnight, Cameron..."

< As Cameron laid down on the floor, Erika sat on the bed and pulled the covers over her head while fluffing the pillow. She looked out at the window on the left wall of the room which gave a view of the city. She was lost in thought of her siblings. Would they respect what she did? Would they stand by her? Erika was mostly worried about Alison. Guardian was most like their mother, and the fact that Erika could have worked a spell on her would most likely infuriate her, but Guardian was not stupid and even she would know the severity of having Kelly on the loose. She hoped she would come around. For some reason, Erika knew she would be able to count on Cameron. He wanted family more than everything because he never remembered having it, where as Alison left hers. It would a day of high emotion for them both, and she didn't want to see them in pain, but she had to do it. Witchfire was on the loose. She was going to continue with her assignment. She was going to kill Cameron and Alison. Erika turned over, and lost her self into Dream Land, but still remained completely aware of her surroundings. >
 
<<FINALLY...someone on EARTH besides Ororo who BELIEVED in Morgan..and that perhaps she wasnt DOOMED to travel the same path as Darkchilde or even that which Ororo had descended years ago before redeeming herself>>

<<SIGH>> do you think its POSSIBLE for me to actually be able to work with this lot without MURDERING THEM ALL??

<< she slowly stood up and walked over to the wall-to-ceiling panoramic window and looked over the summertime cloud burst that raged around her penthouse...it had grown and was now reaching down to the floors below...the clouds..the lighting and the winds...were all amplified by Morgan's agitation...but as she slowly felt more at ease...so too did the cloud burst return to a state more intune with the weather patterns of NYC>>

I'm glad you're here....its as if you came at JUST the right time...because right now...i dont think this team can function much longer as a unit. Ororo did say we were MEANT to be together.....but that WE had to take control of our destiny. Right now...it would appear that most of us are OUT of control......especially ME.

<<this admission by morgan was yet proof that she did have a heart...but it was only around those that she TRUSTED that she would reveal it>>
 
[ Delilah paused for a moment, thinking about the question Spellbinder had asked of her. It didn't take long for an answer to come, and she spoke with a frank honesty. ]

"Yes. So what if some of them are insufferable? They'll get over it in time. As will you. Just remember that the key to fixing this situation is not murdering them, so try not to rise to any bait."

[ She nodded firmly. Delilah hadn't stood when Morgan had, remained watching her from where she was sitting, leaning forward slighlty. Glancing out of the window again she she sensed some change, she smiled a little as she realised that Morgan was indeed relaxing a little, the skies calming. ]

"Okay..."

[ Delilah said slowly, turning the situation over in her mind again. ]

"You know these people. I know of them sure, and I know you, but regardless of how much you wanna kill them right now, you do know them fairly well, I'd assume. Honestly, what do you think is the best course of action to take? What does instinct tell you is the most prudent thing to do?"
 
<<Turning back to look over at Delilah, Morgan paused for a moment. Tinkerbell crept silently from the shadows of the hallway leading down to the chamber of dreams....she saw Delilah...and UNLIKE her reaction to Haleigh or Rachel, Tink seemed ginger and inquisitive about Delilah....she came forward slowly...now in the sitting area of the sunken in living room....she craned her neck a bit...as she looked upon the latest visitor to Morgan's domain>>


<<She folds her arms....as she looks down at her outfit and notices that she hasnt slept since she arrived from Limbo>>

You're right.....Since ORORO cannot be here,as long as i have at least ONE person who understands and believes, then perhaps i CAN get past the insufferable ways of those two....there is more to this than even THEM this time...

but for now....as its been yet ANOTHER trying night here in Illustra, thanks to Cameron, i think we should get some rest. You can stay here in my guest suite...my warding spells will keep them OUT of here and if anyone unauthorized arrives on this floor...they will be dealt with by my anti personnell devices.

<< she stretched a bit it was dark and her luxury pent house had seen much action this night....it was now time for everyone to rest...for the next day would bring new challenges that MUST be dealt with. Perhaps now with MorningStar present....a much needed dose of sanity and logic would make things that much easier.>>

I will repair to my Chamber of Dreams. Please make yourself at home....and the guest room is down the same hall that leads to my chamber..youll find it fully equipped with amenities.
 
"Hey,"

[ Delilah said warmly, smiling a little at Tinkerbell as she saw her. She didn't know the cat, or her usual reactions to Morgan's visitors, but reacted to her in kind anyway. Hearing Morgan's reference to a guest room down the hall, she glanced that way momentarily before looking back at the blonde. ]

"Sounds good."

[ On the verge of saying something else, she hesitated, then rose to her feet. ]

"Get some rest, Morgan, you need it. You can start thinking again tomorrow."

[ With a parting smile to Morgan, she turned and walked back out into the hallway, walking toward the guest room she had indicated. Stepping inside, she closed the door behind herself, and walked over to the bed. Sitting down on the end, she unzipped her boots, kicking them off, then lay back for a moment. Not intending to sleep, not just yet anyway, but to muse over the situation and the state of her friend. ]
 
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