Inferno: the endless night outside of XS

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:: Looking up as a large ray of light shone down, Riana covered her eyes for a moment, before them stood a woman she hadn't seen before but of whome she had heared before.. Ororo.. the woman who had given Morpheus his strength.. Riana knew this woman was very powerful and looked at her in awe, as Ororo spoke she listened very carefully nodding back as she laid her eyes on Riana, seeing all the demons disappear she smiled, feeling her body beeing completely healed Riana changed back to her normal form, the long blue hair turning back in her natural blone shoulder length hair and her eyes gaining their violet color once more.. she flexed her muscles for a bit and looked at the others as Ororo adressed Ikaris ::
 
:: DG woke up slowly as she realized that she was being kissed and caressed very gently. She sighed for a moment, then focused her eyes to see...Ikaris as a woman?! ::

:: DG got to her feet slowly, realizing that every had dramatically changed. ::

"Ikaris, dear, as much as I really want you to pay attention to me right now, I do believe there is a more pressing matter at hand."

:: DG winked at Ikaris, not showing that she was still quite weak, though her friend would, obviously, not be fooled in the least. ::
 
Ikaris smiles sweetly at DG and winks provocatively at her friend. She rises to her feet and allows the illusion covering her to fade. It stands tall again and close enough to DG to catch her if she should stumble or fall again. It has heard the blather that the rage demon had been spouting in a far corner of its mind while working to restore it's friend and dismissed it causually as being the ramblings of impotent gutter trash.
Turning its attention to the newcomer, it recognizes her as Ororo, having been told of her from Darkchilde, who considered the sorceress to be a friend and mentor. Hearing the sorceress offer to "take" the venom from it, the monster begins to laugh at the suggestion. Its wings vibrating with amusement.
"Why would I ever wish for you to do that? THIS is my true form, the one I was born to." I use human and other guises as a means to walk amongst them. They would run screaming from me if I appeared like this and my work would be that much more difficult."
 
:: Brenthon tosses and turns in his sleep. Haunting images plague his slumber. There were flashes of people he didn't know, and many of those he did. He saw Riana, Titania, Elektra, Darkchilde among others fighting not with each other but seemingly against each other. There was so much going on that he couldn't understand, who were these two unknown people? One seemingly more evil than Darkchilde herself and the other a Demonic looking being of the ferocious sort. This was when Brenthon realized that this was not a dream at all, but a Premonition. Apparantely, after all this time he couldn't control when he got Premonitions. He had learned with time to let them flow and watch the images. Suddenly he was torn from the battle area, the form of the unconscious Darkchilde and the appearance of Ororo to the form of a woman he had never seen. ::

"What the heck is going on? I have never been pulled so violently before..."

:: Brenthon's premonitions were astral which meant he sort of traveled along with them, an invisible watcher to the events yet to come or of the past. This woman was a spitting image of... Farrah.. In fact, if you put the two next to each other, the woman could be mistaken for the Demon Sorceress's mother. It was.. Brenthon tried to take out the scenery, but was taken too fast, his excitement no doubt had awoken his physical form. Brenthon rose from his bed, dripping in cold sweat as he looked at the clock. The moon was high and Brenthon needed to find Darkchilde, he NEEDED to return to the Masters of Evil. But where the Hell where they? ::

"Just when I think things have cooled down, they heat back up..."

:: Brenthon quickly dressed and was ready to go, but he had no place to go. He grabbed a candle from his dresser, violet for psychic power. He lit it with his mind as he set it down in front of him and recited a spell ::

"Vision weary and sometimes lost,
Send me to them, no matter the cost!"

:: Swirling black energies surrounded Brenthon as he was transported via flame to the beginning of his last vision, in the present, hopefully the rest would be happy to see him. ::

"I'm baaack!"
 
*Elektra watched the various conversations being discussed. All while Storm attended to them. The Assassin had nothing to say at the moment, a rare occassion but none the less, folding her arms across her chest*

*A heavy sigh washing over her full nude lips, spotting DG in what appeared to be full health. Whether she admitted it or not, Paris was worried about DG. Peeling her eyes away from the woman, turning them on Ikaris. Her lips curling into an upward smile, wasn't he a stubborn one? Her attention, sliding upon Storm once more, listening to her soothing motherly voice*
 
OOC: Consider it my present for your return dear. ;)

*Peering over, she spotted Brenthon. Nodding her head to greet the Gypsy. Sending him a message via telepathically, with an evil grin*

Well....if it isn't the mysterious boy wonder Brenthon, a word of warning don't even consider seducing DG over there....she'll cut you down to size.

*Winking to him, before chuckling to herself*

"Along with any major organs if you upset her....."
 
<< as Ororo listened to Ikaris' reply, she understood "his" position on her offer and nodded>>

Ororo: very well then. you are all restored....the demons have been swept away and the immediate threat has been averted...........but in order to disenchant this environment which has been over run with magick and to deal with the ULTIMATE threat......Darkchilde must be revived and the Original Wraiths DESTROYED! among you is the collective knowledge and resources with which to accomplish this..............i am confident that you all will pull together and do what must be done. Good luck my friends


<< a cool refreshing breeze swept up and around everyone as thunder cracked..........Ororo waved goodbye and slowly faded from view>>

<< finding DC"s mother was an easy task........those who knew her well would know that her mother still resided in the posh, secluded Bloomfield Hills of Michigan....a cloistered affluent community....being that she was an elemental sorceress...it wasnt likely that she would be frightened by the sudden appearence of several members of MoE.......and as long as they approached her properly she would not feel the need to repel them.>>
 
:: As Brenthon appeared Riana looked a little surprised.. nodding at him she turned back to the others, seeing that DG was alright again she sighed, she had been worried about the Dark Faerie and was glad to see her back again, looking over at Ti and Elektra she realized all of this had gone far enough they needed to fight together instead of against eachother, moving her fingers through her hair she listened to what Ororo had to say, watching her fade away she let out a soft sigh, it was time for them to start working as a team again.. no matter what had happend they needed to make peace with one another ::
 
:: Brenthon was fully tangible by the time he became noticed by Riana and he safely entered the area outside of XS. He was picking up psychic impressions left and right no matter where he turned. It was no doubt, a LOT had happened in this space and now the events were almost playing like a movie in his head. Brenthon somewhat grabbed his head in pain but looked up to the weathered and tired Wraiths. He was hoping he could inspire them, he wanted so bad to give them Hope, and he knew one way to do it. ::

"Ok guys, I know that a few of you do not know me, as I have been on leave away from the Masters of Evil, but I go by the name Brenthon Sandalwood, feel free to call me whatever you want, for now it's not important. Now we need to band together, that woman over there <<points to DC>> has been to bat for us every single time we have needed it and now she needs our help. We are the only ones who can help. We need to be strong, call upon our strongest powers, DON'T overdo it.. I know you guys have been through Hell tonight, but I believe in you all. The strength is there, the power, it's inside you. You all need to find it and capture it, bring it to the surface, cause guys, your battle is almost over, it's time to take it home for the Team, for Darkchilde..."

:: Normally Brenthon wasn't big on speeches or stories but this time the Wraiths needed it. They didn't know but the Roma were very adept storytellers and magickal Roma could inspire people with attributes for periods of time, based on their words. They would give a speech or tell a story about Courage to inspire it in those who were listening. Brenthon had inspired strength and hope into his speech as the magickal effects of the speech began their work. The people around him felt renewed and ready, like they were beginning all over again, confident. The Gypsy smiled weakly. ::

"Now.. let's think of a way we can get to Farrah's Mother without having to battle her or go through anything else we don't have to... Does anyone know her exact location?"

:: Brenthon was hoping that the group would pull together.. He had lost two people in his life that he cared the most about, and he would not live and could not live with Darkchilde not being with him. He would save her, even if it meant doing so himself. ::
 
A request....

::Elektra was definitely showing signs of snappiness... getting sharp even with Ti.... who raised her eyebrows with a an 'excuse me??' look for Paris.... Christy seemed to be having a better hold over the enchantment... she seemed herself... except...::

Ikaris:"YEAH.... you sit over there and pretend you didn't hear me... and I'll do ya a favor and stand over here pretending you ain't pussy!"

::a sudden outburst from her was followed by a look of utmost confusion.... she seemed shocked... and then she looked back at Paris with urgency... clamping her hands on Pari's shoulders, turning her to face her...::

"NO! Paris, you don't understand... that's not what I'm talking about... WE are running out of time Paris, you and I.... the original wraiths have a death grip on Farrah... whether they planned it or not... its spreading to us... they're getting closer to controlling you too.... listen to yourself... as for me... my defenses are getting weary... i can feel it... clawing at my mind... eating away my free will like an acid... i wo--"

::She pulled back with her left hand, grimacing and rubbing her temple slowly.... she gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, staring back at Paris...::

"I won't be able to fight this for much longer... and neither will you.... one of us is gonna go nuts and take the other with her... and then we'll ALL be up sh*t's creek..."

::Ti turned as she heard a familiar voice... Ororo... Ti was surprised to see the sorceress... but admittably relieved.... she listened with intent... but as she did... she pulled back slightly from the group... experiencing another flash... her fingers fluttered gently over her eyes.... she took a deep breath... she was pleased when Ororo worked her own magic, purging the threatening enchantments from her psyche... however... Ti was concerned that it might not last..... she needed to get Paris and her away from DC as soon as possible... they would of course return quickly, but a breather would be good for both of them... time spent in fresh air would help them detect supernatural charms at their minds once they returned... Ti nodded at Ororo's words... mouthing a "thank You" to Storm as she disappeared...::

::She turned and nodded a hello to Brenthon... she offered him a soft smile... she was happy to see him... but she exuded a unmistakable hint of urgency... it was obvious she was weighing the possibilities in her mind... she pulled him aside... looking around before turning back to him...::

"Nice Speech.... ;) Welcome back... listen.... everything and everyONE is going crazy... you're the only one here who isn't... tainted.... do me a favor.... If I start acting... funny... not rational, I mean... hit me. You know what i'm trying to say... don't just hit me... knock me out. We can't risk it... i'll be a huge problem if i start wiggin out or something..."
 
:: Listening to Brenthon and then Ti talk, Riana nodded she too was under the influance of the powers, she could feel it she was more in touch with the elements then the others this made her less efected but still she knew that the troubles she had had with Paris and Ti was because of this.. she felt nothing but respect for these 2 women as well as for DC, closing her eyes for a moment she moved a hand over her them trying to focus, she felt strong because Ororo had fully restored her powers but at the same time she felt weaker then before, looking at Brenthon she turned to him ::

"Good to see you again, it's been a while.."

:: Looking at Ti and Paris for a moment her eyes turned a brighter violet before she spoke again ::

"We're all feeling the pull of the enchantment the original DW's put on us.. it's very strong and like Ti said I'm not sure how long we can fight it.. it's making us fight among eachother.. projecting feelings we aren't really feeling.. in one word it's making us MAD.. and right now you're the only one who can be rational about the whole situation.. don't let it get you too.. please make sure that it doesn't ::

:: Closing her eyes again she put her arms around her body she tried to keep as focused as she could at that moment.. she didn't want to feel the way she did.. calling upon the pureness of the water on the planet she began to get more in touch with her own feelings.. opening her eyes again she felt more calm.. more relaxed ::
 
::Ti nodded in agreement as Ri spoke.... she gave Brenthon a soft pat one the back and reiterated for a final time...::

"What we're trying to say is.... we love mayn.... but watch ya back, there's all kinds of funk sh*t at play here.... NOW.... moving on... Farrah's Mama... first of all... lets not storm the place and knock over her lamps or something to that effect.... maybe two or three of us could go with you.... just pay her a visit.... knock on the door or something... I suggest that Ikaris is not one of those people..."

Ike:"No offense man..."

Brenthon:"he's not exactly in the form... I'm up for going... Paris and Riana should as well, we need the fresh air... didn't she live in Michigan... oo, I know this... something Hills... Deer Hills... Cresent Hills... Beverly Hills! No wait... that's in California..."
 
:: Brenthon saw how quickly his power had effected the others and was ready to get into action before they got any MORE confidence. He tried to think of Karen Victoria. Where she had been in his Premonition, hoping that it would give them some clues ::

"Well.. I know it is somewhere in Michigan, but all the Spirits keep telling me is the word "Bloom", and I have no idea what it means. Man you would think in times of dire need, they would just blurt it out... but NO..."

:: He was in contact with the Spirit World, hoping one of them knew, for the Spirits knew just about everything going on in the Natural World. The words were coming, they were just really blurred and it was hard to focus in on them ::

"OK, now it sounds like "Bloomfi"... maybe I am just off of it tonight because that doesn't make any sense..."

:: He heard Ti's comments about how to go about meeting her. He nodded his head in agreement ::

"Yes, Riana is a definite choice, she will be the most soothing.. I will go if no others will, and I have no problem with Paris IF she keeps her comments to herself.. she seems a little off and I DON'T want her pissing off Farrah's Mother of all people.. but where the hell is she?"
 
Acknowledges Ti's comment about not going with an evil smile, made the more horrible by his showing of all his teeth and snakelike tongue.

Ti(laughingly):"I agree with you, Idon't think me showing up is likely to inspire any confidence in the sorceress. Do you think you are a wise choice to go? It might complicate matters if she becomes stubborn and refuses to come only to have you lose your temper and put her through a wall. You, I am sure would be the first to admit that in your.....concern for Farrah, you are far more likely to react, shall we say enthusiastically?"
 
:: Nodding in agreement with what Ti and Brenthon she smiled faintly, looking at the others she felt more calm knowing they were getting back together instead of fighting eachother ::

"I will go.. and Brenthon I would like it very much if you would come with me and DG could be good as well she knows DC from long ago and we need that is we're going to talk to her mother"

:: Locking eyes with the others she smiled at them ::

"We need strong people like Paris, Ti and Ikaris to stay behind and protect DC, watch over her while we are gone.. I trust them to do a great job.. and Paris she knows DC like no other"
 
the true facts

*Paris' metallic eyes began to spark in and around her irises at Titania, glaring at her sister. Everyone figured it was the power of the Dire Wraiths affecting her but they were all terribly mistaken. Paris was no longer a Dire Wraith, therefore it would not affect her as much as Riana and Titania. What everyone saw was a dark side within the Assassin, one that finally broke free at her OWN free will. Her eyes burned into Christy's steel blue shade, raising an eyebrow. After her speech was over with and Brenthon spoke, she rolled her eyes*

"You don't like what I gotta say, then get out of my face!"

*She barked at the Gypsy, folding her arms across her chest. Eyeing all of them, Paris was not going to change for THEM. Who the hell were they? If she yearned for a change, she would. If they couldn't handle the heat, then get the hell out of her kitchen! She was ready to leave as well, her attitude remained the same. Her lips moving into a small smirk, tilting her head to the side. None of them had a clue...none of them saw this coming. They could only predict but their facts were false. Her other Codename coming into play.....Wildcard. She remained quiet, listening to the topic at hand, Darkchilde.*
 
in a different place..........

<< Ororo had done her best to restore the friends of DC and to boost their moral...but the discord still ran deep. Though Ororo had freed Titania of the negative of effects of Darkchilde's charms........she was correct in that if DC was permanently seized by the original Wraiths.......then along with her...the PRESENT Wraiths would fall into dark insanity with her.......of them all, Brenthon, Riana and DG Hecate were best suited to approach Karen.......their appearence and their relationship to Darkchilde would help them to explain this to her mother..........they also know of the traumatic seperation that occurred between DC and her mom..........they would have to approach her with care and wisdom. Ikaris, ELektra and Morpheus would remain behind with DC.....watching over her......and insuring that if the Original Wraiths DID manifest themselves.........with Ikaris' vast knowledge of magick, Morpheus' godlike strength and Elektra's cunning skill and bravery they would defend Darkchilde against them>>




<<Windmill Pointe, the estate of Dr. Karen V. Victoria, a large modern home built on a slightly raised area of land and surrounded by large lush trees and spawling foliage....in the posh secluded community of Bloomfield Hills where many other doctors and lawyers live........Karen had come a long way since 1975, when she met and fell in love with the "man" who would sire Farrah Victoria, and after the nightmare that took place the night of Farrah's birth and the turbulent years to follow.......Karen had grown cold........a woman of icy beauty, it was not hard to see where her daughter got it from......she was older...but no less elegant and very beautiful to behold......now in her late 40's. Since Farrah's departure from her life on the night of her 18th birthday, Karen ( who had been supposedly effected by DC's memory spell) had gone on to receive two degrees, and become a noted psychotherapist........working with the police department to help catch the worst of the criminally insane.........unknown to them, she used her magicks to aid her in subduing those criminals who were in fact demons or otherwordly creatures wrapped in flesh>>


<< Karen had made a comfortable life for herself.........but there was something missing.........it seemed she was lacking a piece of herself.........no longer did she feel many emotions..........but tonight of all nights........she began to feel extreme flashes of distress............the weather around her house began to reflect her distress..........her mystic alarms told her that someone was calling out to her.......someone that she knew deeply....but she couldnt figure out who it was. she too had a psi screen....which prevent psychic attacks but she was convinced that it was some form of attack..........she cast a warding spell around the perimeter of her of estate...........which would cause GREAT PHYSICAL PAIN to any intruders ........she had no idea that she would be receiving visitors as of yet. A powerful sorceress to be sure, Karen specialized in manipulating the four elements through magick as well as controlling "wild" or "chaos" magick.......making her a most formidable sorceress.>>
 
:: Brenthon rolled his eyes slightly at the comments of Paris. He decided to somewhat ignore her rude comments. If you cant stand the heat, get out of the kitchen.. kind of seems like what she had just done, stepping down, and now on top of all of it, she was having a bad attitude, that's exactly what the group needed at that moment :roll: . Never the less, Brenthon had decided along with the others that DG, Riana and himself would go after to retrieve Karen Victoria, he eyed the rest of them mockingly before turning to Elektra ::

"Obviously honey, you don't want to be here, and if you really cared about Farrah as much as you claim, you would keep your mouth shut and fight, because this is OUR friend too Paris, and right now I have no qualms about snapping your neck, ally or not.. Now PULL yourself together woman!"

:: Brenthon raised his empathic forcefield before continuing on, just in case the mutant wanted to try anything fiesty. He pondered a thought before turning to Ikaris and speaking ::

"Ikaris, your the Primal Demon thing right? I would think you would be adept at Spell Crafting? Do you think you could cast a spell to take us to the woman in my vision? Karen Victoria? Hopefully she won't be too frightened by us..."

:: The Gypsy hoped Ikaris could get them there, he HAD to save Darkchilde, or lose everything in the process ::
 
"I don't recall asking for your opinion dear boy...snapping my neck? That sounds quite entertaining but along with your whorish charms that have lead to the seduction of woman....your all talk. As for Farrah, I do not have to justify myself to you or anyone else. Now honey you run along and get our friend back!"

*Her eyes not even blinking once, only that cocky smirk that painted along her lips. He obviously hadn't gotten any ass as of late, but then again who would want to, knowing the Gypsy is nothing more than a womanizer. Paris couldn't judge him, he was still her ally, did she desire to snap his neck? Hell no, she had bigger problems then to worry about Brenthon. *

"By the way....good luck."

*Her voice softer for a split second, her eyes expressed her genuine concern. Before washing away, turning to Titania and Morph, nodding to them. Grabbing both of her sais, cooperating with the others, guarding DC's body*
 
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