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I don't know about that mi lady, you and Paris are quite close and the way you look at each other is more than friendly, plus what you two have done. Lap dancing, kissing, seeing the other naked.

*Paris grinned before turning towards her faithful Dragon, raising a curious eyebrow*

"Christy and I are more than friends true, but your badly mistaken for we are not lovers but good friends. We goof around a lot and at times it gets out of control but its only good fun."

*Her eyes met Christy's when the Rage Demon slide her hand upon her cheek, healing the wound. Overhearing the question being asked, she sighed before tensing up*

"Its part of my past.....my ex Logan. He's a Mutant like myself but more wild and crazy then I am. I ran into him while in New York before I met Farrah. We became lovers quickly with our passionate natures and before long we fell in love. I had a daughter and Logan named her Wildthing, well that was her Codename like how his is Wolverine and mine Elektra. But when I battled Bullseye and they heard of my death they had to move on....Logan falling for an old flame, her name Jean Gray. I haven't talked to them since...."

*She stopped, rubbing her temples, her mind continued to spin out, giving her a nauseous feeling inside her stomach.*
 
Recovering from the expenditures of magick fairly quickly in this magick filled realm, Ikaris isn't terribly surprised at Ororo's arrival. Had the sorceress not arrived, Ikaris had planned on asking one of the others to try to find her. Her power would be needed in the upcoming battle. Several plans began to take form in the back corners of Ikaris' mind. She tapped a manicured nail on her lips as she thought.
*(It would be alot easier, were Ikaris able to simply remain in her natural form but all things considered, this body would serve well. It was stronger than it appeared, fairly resistant to injury and while both of those factors were inportant, it was the mind and will that were important in casting spells, not the shape one was in.)*

Emerging from deep thought, Ikaris called upon her natural affinity for the shadows and garbed herself in battle garb made of the writhing shadow.

Looking upon Ororo's scrying mirror, she watched the scenes before her with interest.
"Ororo, what about sending a storm to slow them down, not rain but snow perhaps? A blizzard to drive the birds to the grounds where they are going to be easier prey for Darkchilde's forces. The Hounds are likely to be slowed as well and they might be forced to help protect their forces. The cold isn't likely to do anything harmful to the techo-virused demons and if I am thinking rightly, they may indeed even be helped as I believe cold might help in the conducting of electricity through their systems."
 
<< Ororo nodded to Ikaris>>

Ororo: Agreed!

<< standing in the center of the observatory.........the sorceress raised her hands up............as cold winds began to blow around her in an upward spiral....her blue eyes turning solid white>>

Ororo: across this vast and cold realm.......the skies of limbo do heed my command..........i summon the power of the arctic winds.........gust and blow as the falling snow blights the path of our enemies! ICE.......WINDS...........STORM!

<< a large crack of thunder rocks the castle.........as the skies began to churn and cumulonimbus (spelling might be off a bit) clouds began to form............sub zero winds began to blow at high speeds......as sleet and snow begans ........the Original Wraiths......as well as their minions cannot abide cold weather........and as the blizzard that Ororo summons and now directs their way begans to take full effect.........the Death Wings began to lose their aerial advantage.....and the hell hound's progression is substantially slowed........as the large and stronger of the grounded demons began to leap up and yank more of the death wings down........quickly rendering them inert via infection of the techno organic virus.....as Ikaris had hypothesized...the cold actually enhances the techno organic demons....as the hammer the intruding forces progression to a slow crawl......sounds of deathwings screaming and hounds yelping are heard........Ororo and Ikaris can see the blizzard taking effect through the scrying mirror........>>

Ororo: that will hold them at bay for now and chop their numbers at least in half..........by the time they reach us....
 
:: As the three were discussing on how to get past the barrier, they looked over to see an explosion of lights and energy as they saw the Protective Ward.. burn out. Brenthon looked towards the others and began to run down the premises, down a long path, passings trees among trees until he came to a large fountain in front of the Manor, watching Karen Victoria, pant and scream in fear and pain. He wondered if it was safe to come near her in the state that she seemed in. Brenthon closed his eyes, as he touched the cold rock of the fountain, picking up psychic impressions from the magick and emotions around the general area. He knew what was happening, The protective spell was wearing off, Karen was remembering, and something had attacked her, just as it did the night she was in labor. She would probably think anyone was out to get her at this moment so he wasn't sure how to approach her. He turned to Riana. ::

"Any ideas love? I don't think she is going to let us near her, but we have to try, or we could lose her! Something attacked her.. the same thing that attacked her the night she gave birth to Farrah.. I think it is still around.. she might try to attack us.. Do you think we should still go for it?"

:: Brenthon, being one of the most powerful and only Earth born telempath, placed his fingers on his temple, and subtly attempted to read the thoughts going on in Karen's head, not knowing if she herself had a Psi Screen. If Brenthon could know what she was thinking, he might be able to pick up on something that she didn't even know she was thinking. ::
 
:: Looking Brenthon in they eyes Riana nodded before turning back to the house ::

"Yes I think we should still try and go in there and I agree the magick is weakening what ever is in there is scaring her and making her remember her daughter.. I think we should use this opertunity to get to her.. to tell her Farrah is in danger"

:: Looking back at him an DG she smiled faintly ::

"Any sugestions how to get in there other then mine by just ringing the doorbell" ;)
 
Ikaris looks quite pleased with herself on coming up with the idea to slow down the Wraiths' forces. She ponders the situation on how to further cut down the number of enemies. While each of them was more than capable of defeating a hell hound or deathwing, none of them were capable of beating the sheer volume of creatures that were approaching.

*Physical missles are out, since the hounds would simply phase through them and the Deathwings would dodge or blast them. We are dealingwith the weather already, perhaps nets? No, again the phasing and blasting. Let me see if applying a little logic to the situation will help. These things are basically magically evolved dogs and birds. They are able to function in the dark so blanketing the area in shadow won't work. Hmmmmm, what about sound? Dogs are sensitive to sound so the sensitivity may carry over to the hounds.*

Turning towards the others, Ikaris scans the members of the group.
"I had a thought about these hounds. The Hell Hounds are magically advanced dogs and may have retained a sensitivity to sound. Does anyone able to manipulate sonic energies? I can create an amplification spell but I have no special affinity for sonic energies."
 
<< Storm folds her arms........pondernig the situation herself as she listens to Ikaris>>

Storm: << in a strong, well spoken voice>> the winds that i command, at some speeds they generate a howling whistle........but i am afraid that will not be enough to aggrevate the sensitive ears of the hounds. there is something else that we have that might proove advantageous....

<< Ororo motions over to a fall wall of the observatory at the top of DC's castle on the "Summit" ....as she draws Ikaris' attention to that wall.....they see a stepping disc that has just randomly opened......and is now closing>>

the stepping discs that Darkchilde commands...........they are apart of Limbo. Darkchilde controls them telepathically, BUT they still manifest themselves all about this realm randomly. perhaps....can time our attacks , we can send the hounds AND the death wings through the discs? the only problem is that we have no way of knowing where the discs will teleport them.

do you have a book of spells that you use? perhaps we can combine our magicks to form a vortex to banish them as they breach the castle............i could use my winds to herd them into the vortex.
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Windmill Pointe-- Bloomfield Hills Michigan

<< Dr. Karen Victoria tries to calm herself......as her mind struggles with the sudden, random and PAINFUL flashes of images that are both unsettling and disturbing>>

<< she stands on her front lawn........her large mansion looming behind her as the eeriely black night sky is now fluent with black churning clouds that partially cover a haunting blue moon>>

Dr. Victoria: what is happening to ME!? am i under some sort of psychic attack?.........it shouldnt be possible, my psi screen protects me......... and why do i keep seeing images of MYSELF.......with a CHILD?

<< thunder cracks and seems to shake everything around her>>

that creature...............it seemed so familiar......like i have encountered it before..........most likely in some kind of night mare............were i a mere mortal, i would think it impossible for dreams to literally come true.......BUT i of all people should know better.

<< still nervous and unsettled........Karen looks around....scanning the perimeter of her estate........unaware of her visitors as they are hidden behind a large oak tree........her fist clenched and slightly raised, as silvery blue halos of magick form around them>>

I dont know whats happening........perhaps if i cast a pentagram.......and clear my mind for an astral projection....i can travel the astral plane to find ou.........AIEEEEEEEEE!!!

<< before she could finish her own statement............the hell hound that she had stunned with her chaos blast lunged out of the shadows.......slashing her back with its claws in a devistating pass..........>>

OWW!!

<< she falls to her knees....not only did the hound slash her back.......he altered the physical density of his clawed hand.....making it as thick as diamond and causing her such physical pain.......she nearly blacked out....>>

<< breathing heavily..........she begans to crawl forward>>

ohh...god


<< falling all the way down.........she turns over..........her wounded back bleeding badly as lays there.....half dead from pain and terror as the shadowy creature with feral glowing white eyes looms large over her>>

Karen[/b}:...........winds.......of the north..........heed my call!...........converge your powers..........to form.......a ball!

<< a wind chime sounds off as a eerie sounding gust of pure cold are swoops down from the northern direction.........coalescing into a large ball of air in front of her and smacking into the hell hound...........hitting it with the impact of a high speed wrecking ball. the hound yelps as its sent flying head first through a glass picture window>>

i........need help...........

<< closing her eyes........Karen begans to try to form a pentagram of protection.......but her body is badly hurt and she is in great physical pain............at this moment Brenthon can sense her agony......and can "see" what has just happened............she DOES have a psi screen.....but unlike her daughter, she can consciously activate or DEACTIVATE it.............he has a narrow window of opportunity to scan her mind and realizes that she is panicking as she tries to cast her protection spell........>>
 
:: Brenthon fell to the ground, his breathing somewhat staggered as the feelings of Karen Victoria hit him like a freight train. Although being an Empath was sometimes a curse, Brenthon had gotten quite good at discerning exactly what people were feeling and what was going on, what she was seeing. He was essentially Karen Victoria for a moment. His eyes were intently closed as he seemed to get a spark of genius. ::

"Oh my god.. her PSI Screeen.. it's disabled.. I can..."

:: It was hard for Brenthon to concentrate with the rush of feelings going through him but none the less, he pushed the feelings out of his heart and mind, as green mystic energy was forming around his hand, this was a rare sight. This was how Brenthon sometimes channeled the emotional energy. He pushed his mind deep inside Karen's, their minds melding as Brenthon scanned her memories. Soon he came across a memory that was decked out with strands of Eldritch Magick, the magick however was old and fading, and it was then Brenthon knew what he had to do. He manipulated the Eldritch Magick and gently brushed it off the memory, allowing Karen to remember for the first time.. Her daughter. His eyes flashed opened as he was still in deep submission with Karen, he then let his memories of Farrah flow into Karen's mind, letting her know who her daughter was, how we got here, and what was going on. Karen looked at Brenthon, their eyes locked. ::

"Karen.. stop the panic, you don't need it..."

:: The green mystic energy of emotions faded from Brenthon's hands and surrounded Karen, absorbing her emotions and giving her emotional release, allowing her time to clear her mind. It was now up to Karen to pick up the slack, Brenthon fell to the ground once more, his face dripping with beads of sweat. That was most intense ::
 
<< Karen slowly opened her sapphire blue eyes.......she was still badly hurt.....but suddenly she felt a warm presence in her mind.......before she could activate her psi screen........but this wasnt an invsasive psychic contact........rather it someone offering their support and strength.......as Brenthon attempted to bring order out of her chaotic thoughts.......she began to breath more regularly........as the images in her mind; those of the nighmares involving her in the hospital with a baby all those years ago began to make sense now>>

<< Karen DID have a daughter, a beautiful baby girl named Farrah.......whom she protected from the Hellhound sent to take her to the depths of hell. She survived that nightmare all those years ago and raised Farrah till she was 18....and suddenly.........she disappeared and so too did any memory of her from Karen's mind.>>

<< Karen closed her eyes........as the pain set in........she was now feeling a sense of anquish....so many questions came to her as she wondered what happened to her daught and why she had disappeared........now was the time for Brenthon, Riana and DG Hecate to make their presence known...........Karen was in a bad way physically and there was no telling if more hell hounds or other surprises were lurking around Windmill pointe.
 
Ikaris focuses her sight on the stepping disk, understanding what Ororo is asking.

"Damn, I was hoping that we could create a sonic wail like a banshee's, amplified it could really do some damage. My spell books are locked away in my lair and I don't think we have the time for me to go get them. Most of the spells I use are ones I have either created on the spot which makes them somewhat less powerful or ones I have committed to memory so that I have them ready to use. I am not really thrilled with the idea of using the disks since the beasts could end up here with us just as easily as being thrown across the face of limbo. We just don't have the fine tuning that Farrah does to direct the outcome. As far as creating a vortex, I don't know if I could build one strong enough to trap them, not without my books and tools at least. I guess we will just have to give it a shot! Be ready."

Ikaris steps back and then sits cross legged on the floor. She casts a pentagram around herself that crackles with flames made of the shadows she controls. Allowing herself to be drawn into a deep trance state, she begins to summon pure magickal power to her. Her body becomes wreathed in the shadowed flames and she levitates a foot off the castle floor. Ikaris' face is contorted in fierce concentration and sweat begins to bead on her face. Her lips move and a low chanting in a long dead tongue can be heard.

"Itero, metaska fortu symdren, aohn strend, metaska fortu symdren."

Outside the castle near the battlefield a dark swirling maelstrom of shadow appears. At first the size of a human head, it begins to grow until it approaches the size of an entire human body.
Back in the castle, the strain is becoming more evident as Ikaris continues to chant. The beads of sweat have become rivelets that flow down her face. She grits her teeth and pours her energies into the spell.
 
the haunted past

Warning: LONG post!~

* Elektra watched Titania for a few seconds, deep down the Assassin ached with heartache and need. Her head spinning without of control emotions, overwhelming her to no end....slowly destroying her. Taking a deep breath, the Assassin was losing herself to her other half, her darkside. Her mental battles were destroying Paris, she looked down with guilt, jealousy, anger, spitefulness, highly charged negative energies. Everything had changed for the Mutant since her departure from her coven but it began even so before she met her dear friends, now it evolved into something....deadly. Risking Elektra's well being all together, she was haunted by her past. Inside her body, her mind buzzed with negative thoughts to attack her friends but deep down, Paris knew to fight this battle. Suddenly however a deep dark smoke surrounded Elektra and out jumped herself, except this Paris was darker, her hair slicked back into a ponytail, her eyes a crimson red and her smirk kissing her lips*

"Hello dear, let's dance!"

*Without another second wasted, her dark side stabbed Paris in the stomach with her sais before yanking it back roughly. Paris screamed in pain, collapsing upon her knees, tears cascading down her beautiful face. The darkside Elektra laughed, echoing off in the distance, to her own horror, this was a real illusion. Paris was battling herself in a deadly contest of Mortal Kombat. The blood seeped down her stomach, this only got to the real Paris causing her pain resulting in anger. Jumping to her feet she violently stabbed her dark clone in the throat, blood spiriting out of the clone, who cried out in pain as well. The two heavily bleeding down, soon the battle unfolded. The clone sent a deadly combo move with a fist full of quick jabs and lefts, executing a roundhouse kick adding an uppercut to the mix. Paris flew backwards, smashing into another wall, slumping down. She grit her teeth rising from the ground, her blood staining the wall and ground around her. Pushing herself to the limit, jumping off her feet, delivering a high kick to her clone's face in mid air, knocking her counterpart down. Paris roughly grabbed her clone by the hair, pulling her head towards her before pounding her knee into her darkside's face. Several of the clone's face now bleeding, Paris elbowed her clone in the face before headbutting her. Backflipping forcefully, knocking her spiked boots into the clone's jaw, cutting her once more. The clone hitting the ground with a forceful impact*

"N....ot....good.....en..ough!"

*Paris frowned before her clone sent an immense mental wave inside her brain, attacking her cells. Paris grabbed her skull in pain, screaming in agony..trying to rid herself of the pain. Her brain beginning to send warning signals to her body of pain. Blood falling down her nose, her eyes leaking of blood as well. The dark clone smiled with delight, holding her own throat, still bleeding heavily. Paris began to concentrate, frantically trying to delete this move. Turning the move back on her counterpart now, using more power. The clone cried out in pain and horror. *

HELP ME!!!!

*Paris this time had no mercy, she continued her mental powers upon her darkside before suddenly the clone was surrounded by a black light that swirled around her like a twister. Around and around it went, sucking all the negative energy inside. Spinning furiously until it concluded violently, the tornado sucking the dark clone into it, picking her up and throwing her faster around until the clone exploded into an array of black dust and blood. The tornado vanished and Paris fell to the ground, everything in a blur for her now. Sounds to her were like that of an echo. Forcing herself to rise up, Paris only collapsed onto the ground in a heap, her voice however made one small sentence, one that was NEVER heard before*

"Help.....me!"

*It was true Paris Calvin better known as Elektra asked for help, putting her pride away, seeking the help she desired. Her head throbbed heavily, having defeated her dark side helped but she needed to heal. Rolling over onto her back, looking over to Titania, her hand reaching out to her sister*

"Chris....I need you."

*Her eyes expressing so much, Paris looked so vulnerable and fragile like a child needing her mother. But Titania was not her mother but a dear friend and sister. Paris was so overwhelmed with everything, the changes, losing Darkchilde, it all finally added up to her. Several black orbs surrounded the area and out walked Alexander, his strong masculine body heading over to Paris, kneeling down by her*

"Mi lady, you are hurt and you must rest this instance....I insist on it as your Knight! Your father has asked me to watch over you as my own child. But lass you must listen now child!"

*He tenderly scooped Paris up in his arms with ease, rising from the ground, Paris placing her arms around his neck, still heavily bleeding. He turned to Titania with a look of pride and honor, nodding to her*

"Paris has to go I'm afraid and now! She cannot fight or win this battle, all of you are strong enough. She will be protected back in Ireland with family and friends."

*Paris shook her head at Alexander, grasping his armor, he looked down at her meeting her saddened eyes before nodding. He carried Paris over to Titania. Paris reached over grabbing onto Christy's hand quickly*

"I will miss you Chris....love ya girly, kick ass for me...but don't turn into that ice Queen."

*Her look so sincere, Alexander gently put Paris down for a split second, long enough for her to say good-bye....again. Paris wasted no time, wrapping her arms around Titania's neck, hugging her tightly. It hurt her body for the hug but she had to say good-bye quickly. Leaning into Christy, Paris planted a gentle smooth kiss on her cheek. The Assassin didn't want to let go but she had to rest, she'd been through her. Alexander placed his hand on Elektra's shoulder blade, signaling it was time to go. Paris released Titania before collapsing into her mentor's arms, who caught her greatly and swiftly. Picking her up, he looked down at Paris then back up to Christy*

"She will find you...I can guarantee it, she loves you to death along with this coven. Take care mi lady."

*With that said, Alexander swirled out with Paris in his arms. They traveled back to Ireland where she was treated for her wounds mental and physical. Now she needed to rest, she healed fast but this time some old wounds just needed time. Time something Paris lacked, but now that was about to change. Her thoughts and friends would be in her mind and her heart forever. And she would be back...that was a promise*
 
Faints at Heather's Novel! ;)

:: Brenthon motioned the others to emerge from the large oak tree that was shielding them. He ran over to the Elemental Sorceress and placed his hands over her. Although not many were aware, but Gypsies were adept at the healing arts, and although Brenthon never really practised this skill, he could still heal every now and then, and feeding off the emotions in this area, his heal was stronger than normal, restoring most of her physical wounds. He didn't give her time to react to the situation whatsoever ::

"Karen, do you understand now? I know it sounds strange, but you are the key in saving your daughter, if you ever wanted to know her, this is your chance.. Save her life.. We can take down the hell hound or hounds first if you like or we can just get back to where we were.. I would give more time, but the situation is DIRE, no pun intended!"

:: He looked at Karen with a deep gaze intently, his dark brown eyes giving her a look as if she was the key to some type of intricate puzzle ::

"These are Darkchilde's allies and friends... Riana and DG... We were sent to come get you and bring you back!"

:: Brenthon felt a rush of cold and hatred swirl through his body. There was a hellhound on the loose, and it was near... ::
 
<< Karent stood to her feet, greatful to the mysterious, handsome young gypsy that had restored her body from the physical wounds..........the eeriely dark nebula around Windmill point was actually a tear in the barrier between earth and another realm, caused by the Wraiths....allowing the creatures to come and converge on the manor. They intended to kill Karen..........as payback for her role in preventing them from using Darkchilde for their ultimate purpose>>

<< Karen was now composed....thanks to the mind touch of Brenthon and his assitance.........she was calm and her memories fully restored......... slowly standing up....she smiled warmly at Brenthon, Riana and DG Hecate.....nodding to them>>

Karen: young man, i thank you and your companions for your help. what you have shown me this night......has helped me to understand the pyschic flashes that have haunted me for years....and never understood. all these years......... i had a daughter that i was made to forget.......she felt it was the best way to spare me further pain and loss. i have been deprived of knowing my daughter.......whatever she has become.......whatever path she has taken, I will love her no less........and if i can help her be rid of these monsters that have blighted OUR lives since she was born...........then i will do whatever it takes.........and no one...not even a band of sorceresses from HELL will stop me from rescuing my daughter!

<< the woman seemed more regal, as she stood tall........Brenthon's senses were very timely, for as Karen stood.. up and dusted herself off... the shadows lengthened behind her.........the wounded hound she had attacked with her magick was now lunging out .....intending to kill Karen..........she turned....raising her hands...........a chime sounds off as she quickly forms a magick shield that deflects the Hound away from her as it smashes into the barrier........the hound is nearly frenzied with anger and desperation.......its large body and fast speed are alarming as it rebounds and attempts to attack her again............suddenly..........glowing feral eyes appear around the perimeter of windmill pointe............Brenthon and company will have to act fast to kill this hound and pull out of there before they are overwhelmed by the sheer numbers>>

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Limbo
<< Ororo stands alert........as Ikaris casts her spell.........the forces of Limbo are engaged in a fierce fire fight with the Death Wings and Hell hounds..............though Ororo's blizzard crippld the intruding forces significantly..........they continued to generate their numbers.......and their seemingly slow advance toward the castle was now at the point that they could be heard..........sounds of battle and energy blasts filling the air>>

Ororo: << pointing to Titania>> Titania! you must help Elektra to pull herself together...........Ikaris and I are commitaing the vast majority of our magicks to protecting the castle from intrusion..........but a confrontation with the Wraith's forces is inevitable. Morpheus can protect the Darkchilde...........but we will need YOU TWO to assist us in fighting the creatures off until the rest of your party arrives with Dr. Victoria!

<< Ororo was once the leader of the X-men, she was a mentor of Darkchilde....and always had a regal, motherly presentation that was enhanced by her steel edged ability to make hard descsions and be cutting edge. she gave her orders with a firm yet kind tone as she motioned for Titania and Elektra to get themselves together>>

Morpheus...........stand your ground..........use ALL of your godly power to protect the Darkchilde. Your love for her.......your courage, your strength will give you the power you need to out power the dark forces approaching us.


<< with that said, Ororo moves to Ikaris' side.............and, taking one of her hands in her own.......Ororo begans to ignite her powerful elemental magick>>

Let our magick go forth to battle this pestilence!!

<< ..........adding her strength to Ikaris as she raises her arms............the winds began to rise............and thunder begans to boom and crack in the air.............the winds began to blow at gale force.....approaching mach speed as they began to blow in reverse.........sucking only the death wings and hell hounds by the hundreds up in an irresistable pull into the black vortex..............>>
 
Ikaris gasps as Ororo enters the shadow pentagram, the energies that she is summoning nearly slip away from her. She feels the mutant sorceress' join her power to Ikaris' own and quickly regains control of the powerful vortex she has raised.

Outside the castle, the vortex continues to grow as it engulfs more of the Wraiths' minions. Soon it begins to take on a quasi sort of half life of its own and begins actively seeking the enemy forces without needing additional support form Ikaris. This is the point of greatest danger as now the vortex is sustaining itself, the spells Ikaris is casting are needed to prevent it from running amok.

Sweat continues to pour down Ikaris' face as she struggles to maintain control. She may be the child of the demon mother Lillith but all beings have limits and she is fast approaching hers. The vortex is fighting her, trying to wrest control away and free itself. Something will give soon, either the vortex will break free or Ikaris will be forced to close it so that her magicks aren't totally drained.
 
"Yes, my lady. No harm will come to her as long as I breathe."

:: Morpheus responds to Ororo with a renewed determination as he lies down DC and stands guard in front of her, waiting for the first presense of opposition to confront him. ::

(It's now or never... I must protect DC at all costs... this is the one chance I have to prove my love to her... I have to figure out how to bring this power out of me again... I must believe...)

:: Just then Morpheus' fists began to glow a pale yellow halos around each of them, something that hadn't happened since the MoE's battle with Black... ::
 
:: Riana stepped forward looking Karen in the eyes for a moment, she knew the other woman could tell they were there to help and she would no matter what they needed to save Farrah and her mother was the key ::

"Brenthon, I think it's time we began to fight these hounds... cause I'm really more of a cat person.."

:: Waving her hand her outfit changed to a pair of black leather pants, a matching black leather vest and her black leather boots ::

"Okay let's party"

:: Looking around she noticed a hound creeping through the shadows it's visous smell giving it away, extending her hand she send a ball of pure energy at it followed by a blast of ice electrifing the beast at the spot, her eyes began to glow a light blue as her body temperature dropped a few degrees, Riana was ready for action, turning to Karen again Riana put her hand on her arm ::

"We will protect you from these beast no matter what.. your daughter is in grave danger.. you are the key to her well being, like Brenthon said we've been brought her to bring you back to her.. to cure her from her illness, please trust us.. we will not harm you in anyway.. Farrah is like a sister to me.. I just want you to know that.. you have one special daughter"

:: Turning back to the others she scaned the room using her hightend senses to search for any more hellhounds ::
 
::Ti knelt by Paris as she spoke of her past, gently placing a hand on Pari's shoulder... there was a reassuring tint in her steely blue eyes... and a slightly humorous, moreover sarcastic tone in her voice...::

"Sounds like fun.... ;) Listen sweetie, they're not gonna get you while i'm here. I promise--"

::Ti was stopped short, as Paris suddenly separated from herself... her dark side quickly attacking... Ti was struck with another intense head pain, sinking back into a sitting position as she nursed her forehead, wincing... the mental attacks Pari and her 'other half' were making on each other were spreading to the already pained mind of Ti.. by the time it abated, Ti looked up to see Paris reaching out to her, bleeding and injured... TI ignored the hurt, and her throbbing headache, as she scrambled to her sister's side.... a man appeared then... picking Paris up and spoke of returning to Ireland... Ti looked stupified... her brow was scrunched in confusion... she understood Pari's needing to go home... what she didn't understand... was the sudden sinking sensation she felt in her chest... her voice came out more as a croak...::

"Why?"

::her hand over her heart, she looked to paris, who then spoke... Ti could only nod.... she pursed her lips tightly, her eyes glistening as she wrapped her arms gently around Pari and hugged... she released... looking away as they disappeared... softly whispering as she gathered herself...::

"I don't know how else to be..."

::yet, in her mind, she didn't allow her heart to freeze over this time... she pushed her grief away, as she looked up to finally realize Ororo's arrival...::

"Lady Ororo... good to see you again... why is it whenever i coome here the world might end? i'm gonna have to pay a visit when everything is in order... Elektra is gone... she had a few things to tend to... not to worry though... you still have me."

::at those words, Ti got to her feet, stepping forward with determination and surveying the destruction.... she steps to the other side of Ikaris... and stretches each arm... she licks her lips quickly as she raises her own arms... the clouds of limbo are dark already.... but now they seem restless, and lightning is gathering within them... Ti closes her eyes, concentrating.... she slowly brings her hands down, now out in front of her... suddenly, a tornado of pure white hot energy touches down on the ground of limbo... as if directing a symphony, she moves her hands apart, and the cyclone splits in two, both growing in size and velocity, spinning energies at the speed of light and faster... she opens her eyes, a hardened steely look in them, and begins to direct the tornados through limbo.... grilling hell hounds and zapping death wings as the cyclones wind their way around deliberately missing the demons that belong in limbo, leaving nothing but scorch marks where hellhounds once stood and causing death wings to rain from the skies in barbequed pieces... any of the original wraiths' demons that were managaing to avoid the vortex were getting fried to a crisp....::
 
<< Though Elektra was seemingly lost to Titania and the MoE.........they could not fret now........a soft sparkling green mist forms around her body and she is teleported out of harm's way .....to the Citadle in Ororo's garden........where she will be safe from further hurt or danger>>


Ororo: WINDS!!!.......DELIVER THEM!!!!
<< Ororo continues to increase the fury of her mach speed winds........as they continue to sweep across the horizons of Limbo..........snatching up the deathwings as though they were pieces of paper......and blasting the hellhounds through the air as though they were nothing...........Ororo's elemental control was second to none.......but with Titania's timely assist........creating devastating wind funnels that were vacumming the Wraith's forces up and blasting them with lightning, this allowed Ororo the opportunity to now channel her powerful magicks........the arcane knowledge and wisdom that she gained during her time in Limbo..........she began to bolster Ikaris.......sustaining him with her magick as she has her beautiful garden within Limbo.......renewing Ikaris's body and spirit.......as one hand is pointed at Ikaris.........the other one points outward torward the fall wall.........leading to the plateau of power that overlooks Limbo.........she begans to channel more of her magick to help control the portal.........causing it to grow......>>

Ororo: Titania, my winds will continue to sweep the Death Wings and Hell hounds forcibly toward and into the vortex......use your own powers to further that effort..........I must help Ikaris maintain her control over this portal if we are to cripple the Wraith's army enough to face them when they arrive here!


<< Morpheus watches the elemental halocaust that Ororo has unleashed.........her elemental powers...her magick working in concert with Ikaris...and now Titania joining them.......the fury of wind and lightning outside and all around was only out matched by the screams of the opposing forces..........Limbo was at war.....alive with chaos...........as Darkchilde lay behind him......it seemed for the moment that his task would be slightly easier than that of Ororo, Ikaris and Titania...........but that changes as suddenly a hell hound, larger than most emerges from the stone floor along side Morpheus...........his feral glowing eyees.....and growling become audible to Morpheus enhanced senses.....the hound is attempt to grab hold of Darkchilde and slit her throat...........and simultaneously....... through the circular opening in the domed ceiling of the conservatory............More Hell Hounds and Death Wings can be seen phasing through.......the situation is growing critical>>

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Karen: Riana.........all of you...i cant tell you what this means to me........even though the circumstances are so unbelievable......you have to know that i would go to the center of the EARTH ITSELF To save my daughter......and if you are her friends......i dont care who or what you are.........your help and support will help ME rescue my daughter.......I.....


<< as Karen and Riana conveyed their about Darkchilde.......and reaffirmed their pledge to help Karen rescue her daughter...........the hell hound that Karen deflected with her sheild came around for another pass!......lunging forward with the speed of a lightning bolt as its outstretched arms and clawed hands seeked to tear Karen limb from limb>>

<< Karen back pedaled>>

Karen: NO!!

<< she thrusts her hand forward........and unleashes a jagged bolt of pure white energy that has a sparkling effect.......it is raw elemental force .......it strikes the hell hound in the head...with such concussive power that the hell hound is decapitated..........Karen's new found relief, courage and resolve has given her the strength she needs to now face these nightmares from her past head on>>


Karen: Look! there are MORE of them...coming out from all around the manor!

<< many pairs of feral glowing eyes began to appear.........as a large circular formation of hounds began to close in on Karen, Brenthon, Riana and DG Hecate>>

<< Karen wasted no time as she gestured......ignited more elemental magick as she unleased four LARGE ballastic green flamed fire balls..........the blasts flow out in four directions and struck several hell hounds at those four points......the time to battle was now.>>
 
:: Brenthon looked somewhat relieved that Karen was taking this all so well that he stood somewhat flabbergasted as the Hell Hounds ascended onto the group. Karen quickly took out one of them quite effectively as more moved in. Brenthon's eyes glew his famous bright neon green, as he stared at one of the Hell Hounds dead on ::

"Rim Komav Aleu Nu Vey!"

:: Two Large Blasts of Gypsy Optic Magic tore from Brenthon's eyes in bright green focused beams as they pierced through the Hell Hound, eviscerating him on contact. This was the Evil Eye, and Brenthon had honed it to go through almost any material. The only known substance it hadn't been able to penetrate was Darkchilde's Eldritch Armor ::

"We're getting them guys come on!"

:: Brenthon charged at another Hell Hound as he projected several astral forms around the Hound, each of the forms' eyes glowing a bright green as the Hell Hound levitated high in the air as each blasted the Hound with the Evil Eye, the green optic magick illuminating the area around them as the Hound exploded in green explosive flame. Brenthon encompassed the ground in an Empathic Shield that would protect them from physical fight. The shield was about 2 feet in front of each of them and if penetrated, it would have the effect of a Telekinetic Bomb Blast. He hoped this would make the battle all that much quicker. ::
 
Ikaris struggles to maintain her concentration and thus her control of the vortex, but the strain is incredible. As the advance wave of hell hounds and deathwings breach the castle's defenses, she has little attention to spare them. Several of the creatures draw close to the shadow pentagram and are repelled by the efforts of Ororo and Titania. Unseen by her comrades until it is too late, a clawed hand reaches into the shadows and disrupts it with its phasing power. The beast is killed instantly but the breach is enough to shatter Ikaris' concentration. The backlash of power rips through Ikaris's body like fire. The shadows which had made up the pentagram race back to her, flowing into her through her eyes, nose and mouth before exploding outwards again from her very pores. The shadow wave blasts Ororo and Titania away from her and drive the Hellhounds and Deathwings from the room for several moments. Ikaris lays unconscious on the floor, very alone and very vulnerable.
 
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