Sins of the Father(s)

[Spellbinder]

<< far below the chaos of the first floor, in the dark, eeriely silent sanctum of the citadle, Haleigh and Cameron were being held captive by the heartless mage, Imagiomg, the mystical powerhouse of MysTech. he had already humbled and injured Black Widow and Prophet. now they were imprisoned in state of the art tech....subject to his every whim. He seemed for the most part, to be more interested in prepping a large machine far across what was actually the Bio Systems lab. The same lab where Tempest and Foxfire had been tortured many times before>>

<< after reminding Haleigh just who had the upper hand with a painfull blast of dark lightning, Imagiomg left her to reel from the pain as he glided past Prophet and returned to a large control console....his skeletal hands slowly but deliberately pressing buttons and running over control pads...as a large , tall standing machine began to blink , beep and surge to life...it was another Gene Splicer....but what was its purpose here?>>

Imagiomg: << glaring at Haleigh from across the room>>Consider yourself lucky, insolent wench. Apparently Adam Chandler and Christopher Victory have deemed you usefull for more than the mere "gofer" you have been for the past few years.

<< the lights faded slowly to black around them ...leaving them encompassed by a cold darkness....with only the hum of "energy" and "power" from the machines providing a lull to keep them both somewhat calm..even as they experienced tremendous nightmare flashbacks brought on by Imagiomg's ferocious attacks back at that hangar dock area>>

<< Cameron and Haleigh seemed LESS concerned about their present situation...as both seemed to be locked in a "stand by" state of mind>>

 

[Adam Chandler]

salt on the wound

:: a ray of light shines down as a tall, strapping man steps forward::

Ms. Haleigh Davidoff. It's unfortunate that our little reunion occurrs under such circumstances. But you've betrayed MysTech. You've compromised the security and interest of MysTech by providing that troublesome witch Spellbinder a way to directly pose a threat to myself and Christopher.

I had higher hopes for you. You were always such an efficient, deadly woman being that you never cared about anyone but yourself.

:: He walked forward and placed has hand under Haleigh's face::

you are like the daughter i never had...possessing the personality I tried to instill in my own daughter Alexis. But alas...she was never really much of a success. Too much like her mother.

:: he forcibly turns her face to the side as he smirks::

look at you now, strung up and at our disposal. Did you really think that witch spellbinder and her co horts would stop us? By bringing her here, you merely made our job EASIER! We will capture her, and use her incredible mystical might to usher in a NEW age ...with MysTech as the dominating force on ALL fronts globally!


:: he walks over to Prophet::

Cameron King, a little boy playing a man's game. Your greatest flaw is your lack of rapport with women. Had you been up on your game tonight, you might not be here next to your little friend over there. Guardian, Spellbinder, Shockwave and Tempest....those are some powerful women arent they? they could've kept you safe...one of THEM in fact, wouldve been QUITE qualified to have "looked after you"...after all...what are SISTERS FOR?

:: several floating liquid crystal monitors flickered into view in the air in front of Haliegh and Cameron...each one featuring a beautiful picture of Spellbinder, Guardian Shockwave and Tempest....but what was Adam implying? was one of these women....most of whom Cameron had ridiculed and dispised actually his SISTER!??::


My associate and partner, Christopher Victory will be along shortly. You'll remember him, he's the father of Spellbinder and Foxfire. He's also the mastermind behind the sentinels that were dispatched after you all earlier.

:: Adam was a cold, caculated man. a steady, yet unforgiving tone of voice and a healthy, athletic posture suggested that this was no ordinary man at all...as he now planted some provocative seeds of thought in both the minds of Cameron and Haleigh::

at the moment, Spellbinder, Shockwave, Guardian and Foxfire are fighting against Black....im sure the two WITCHES are learning just how UNEFFECTIVE their magick can be right now...but knowing Spellbinder, as indomitable as she is, they will evade him long enough to find their way down here. How surprised they will all be when they see you two are still alive after all......unless of course Spellbinder decides to evacuate them all from the Citadle with her teleportation power...leaving you two quite alone and quite at the mercy of US.

:: he smirked as he looked upon his two captors::

 

[Black Widow]

Rival Tango: Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh was still trembling when Adam appeared... her eyes fluttered open and then shut tightly against the light of his arrival. She looked up as he approached her... she was coming back around... AGAIN. by now she would've liked to just resign to death, finally. She'd been through enough.... five years of a cursed existance and tonight had been enough to KILL ten normal people.... but for some reason... she only fell unconscious for a few seconds, and then woke back up to reality. Was Gaurdian right? Did even hell refuse to take her? Haleigh stared at Adam. Her eyes were glassy and bloodshot... but she seemed to be listening to him, as she scoffed at the idea of betraying Mystech.

"I betrayed Mystech? Have you gone mad? Mystech's done nothing but undermine and outbid my agency for the past year and a half. Nothing personal Doctor, really... its just business. I was losing business, My apologies for not being particularly happy with that. Oh.... have I disappointed you, Doc? Forgive your girl her trespass. I really thought you'd be pleased with me... after all... I brought your philandering daughter along too... in doing so... given you a second chance."

Haleigh was too weak to fight his touch... she pulled on her restraints softly, not to break them as she was trying earlier, but merely to illustrate that she couldn't reach her face, bound the way she was. She was weaking jeering at him... but would you expect anything less? "Hey, I've an itch on my jawline there. Can't exactly reach. D'you mind?" She asked lightly and allowed her head to be turned. She seemed to allow his next words to have more of an effect on her. her brow furrowed, a countenance as though she was hurt by what he'd said about being strung up. She softly pulled her face from his touch, facing him again but looking down for a few seconds. Oh yeah... she could act. She looked up at him again... she didnt seem angry anymore.. just slighty irritated. Strangely enough... she didnt seem irritated AT him... just annoyed in general at her plan not working.

"Since you obviously meant the daughter comment as a compliment... I'm going to treat it as such... Come now Doc... I'm not a fool... I wasn't trying to STOP you... just bring you down a notch. PFFFT... you can HAVE Spellbinder... and her sniveling little DOG Alison too. I hadnt planned on Eva... or Cameron... they kind of just tagged along. But Eva is a former patient, no? Come now... you must be happy to have her back?"

Haleigh listened as he spoke to Cameron. There was something undeniably familiar about his speech patterns, his voice. She didn't recognize the man's face... but his voice was there somewhere... she's have to ask later. She looked up at the monitors... pictures of the whole crew... so he had a sister? Well... wasnt THAT just nice? Haleigh had an idea though... and it was worth a try.

"Oh, well... isn't this just becoming one fucked up Addams family reunion? Doc... come on... turn me loose. I'm not involved with any of these people. I just met them at the beginning of what has been a very long, very exhuasting day. We could pool our resources, you and i... Who said a father-daughter team HAS to be bloodrelated? I've always admired you, though you thwarted my recent plans... your determination matches my own. We could be a great deal of help to one another."

 

[Prophet]

:: Cameron was extremely worn out and tired from the entirety of events from the nights and all he wanted was to go home, but that didn't seem like it was going to happen. As he was still being haunted by these faint images of his mother, he had no clue what they meant and no clue why he was seeing them now and hadn't been able to before. Luckily for him, Ima had been rather interested in Haleigh and not himself which let him rest a little, save for the pain from the Demon Mage's powerful magic assaults on his body. Soon all that could be heard was a humming sound and all that could be seen was blackness. This was the scary part. Was the mage going to end their life now or would he spare or did they have some sort of purpose. Cameron couldn't help but think that if Mystech wanted them dead, they already would be. Somehow he thought that maybe they would be forced into being used against Spellbinder and the rest, even though there wouldn't be much coercing going on there. As a ray of light flashed down and a rather shadowy seeming man appeared in their line of sight as he walked closer to them. His cocky swagger and beady eyes let him be known as Adam Chandler who was none other than Lex's father, whom he had seen through his mental scan of Shockwave in their first meeting. Before he could say a word, Prophet looked up and smiled. ::

"Mr. Chandler, could it be anyone else? Come join the fun! I am sure they have some LOVELY energy chains around here just for you! You're missing out..."

He lowered his head and was left back to his thoughts when he was pulled into another past memory. He was still a baby, still in the hospital from what he gathered. In the room with the big window where families go and see children right after they are born. In the window he saw three people. A tall and handsome looking man who resembled himself and two little girls, one taller than the other. Her look and whole persona let her off to be the bigger sister as the littler one was in pig tails jumping up and down to see who this new visitor was. He watched as the man pointed right at Cameron and said "That's him.. that's your little brother.. Cameron..." Cameron was completely lost in his own thoughts. Those were his sisters and his father? This was the first time he had ever seen any of them in his life time. Cameron thought for sure that his father was non existant and that he had no siblings. He was lost in bliss of the moment when he was hit with a cold blast of negativity. A shrill woman's voice could be heard from down the hall. "JONATHON! COME ON! I DON'T HAVE TIME! I HAVE A NEW ASSIGNMENT! YOU KNOW I'M NOT KEEPING THAT THING!" Cameron soon felt the sorrow he had for so many years, the void, the emptiness. His own mother despised him and his father did nothing to stop her from getting rid of him. Before Cameron could delve any further, he was snapped back to reality just as Adam turned back to Cameron and smirked.

:: Cameron could only roll his eyes at Adam's comments, which was beginning to be his trademark look. He had plenty of rapport with women. Just not the tore up raggady bitches of this makeshift team. As soon as Adam made the comment of a sister, Prophet's entire body tensed up as he seemed paralyzed with fear as the floating pictures of the women of the team. One of them was his SISTER? And his own abilities as a Telepath couldn't allow him to see which one? It just didn't make sense. As Adam Chandler turned to the mage and began to talk more he couldn't help but see that Adam was one annoying mother fucker who liked the sound of his own voice more than anything else. If Adam had been Cameron's father, he would have tried to kill him to. He suddenly felt more respect for Alexis as he let Adam continue, doing the whole speel on them being at his mercy. He could definitely see how these annoying men spawned their equally annoying daughters. ::

:: He was completely shocked at Haleigh's plan for the two to work together, and couldn't tell if she was just playing with him or not, his powers too weak to probe her mind. Cameron decided his best plan of action was to just go along with his initial reaction. Shock. ::

"Haleigh! You bitch! I swear to fucking god if you go with that man that after I kill Alison, Morgan, Alexis and Eva, I will take great pleasure in torturing your ass!"

:: Cameron hoped that was the appropriate reaction, but he couldn't help but think that if Haleigh wasn't joking, Cameron would be in for a world of hurt. ::

 

[Black Widow]

Plotting and Scheming: Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh was recovering from the blast slowly, her trembling had given way to just occaisional shivers, she was still glistening with a cold sweat. She looked over at Cameron... she appeared to be evauluating him sharply... and she didnt at all seem offput by his reaction, as though she were used to death threats. She pulled in a slow breath.... it was no surprise that she had her own agenda in proposing a joint effort with Adam... the truth was that she was merely playing the hand she'd been dealt. She couldn't reveal her intentions to Cameron without risking revealing them to Adam as well... for the Doc COULD be telepathic... then again.... she couldnt be certain she even wanted Cameron to be privvy to her plans... but it could be seen she was scheming... against WHO exactly was the true question. Her words would reveal only what intentions they needed to see. Manipulation was her gift, it was true.

"You KNOW..... you're in NO POSITION to be making threats right now, buddy. Cameron.... it might just be the fact that you're in your underwear.... or that I'm restrained and exhausted. I must tell you... you're kind of sexy when youre angry. Nevertheless... lets be REALISTIC here. Stop making new enemies out of EVERYONE for ONE second and lets all think this through. ALL three of us want the SAME thing at this point. Morgan had condescended upon one too many, Alison has just ROYALLY pissed off everyone she could, Alexis was all high and mighty all goddamn night and then she abandonned us... and Eva.. oh Eva.... so full of SHIT, she's got her head too far up alison's ass to see that the SECOND she outlives her usefullness will be the same second Alison uses to plot her demise... JUST like she did to me and you. Furthermore... they are ALL expecting to see our bodies on their way out, perhaps strewn across the floor or spattered upon the Access tunnel walls. Doctor Chandler is RIGHT... IMAGINE their surprise when they happen upon a couple of ghosts? Alison is so sure of her visions... but she forgets that glimpses of the future are intended to WARN us of what is to come... IF we continue our path.... however... we are not doomed... we can still CHANGE our destiny if we so choose. We all want them DEAD... we would reach our goal faster if we UNITED instead of fighting each other. our shit can come later."

 

[Adam Chandler]

::conversing with Imagiomg a few feet away, Adam SEEMED to be unaware of the apparent "dissention" forming between the two captives::

::he returned forward::

ah, i see that you two are finally beginning to reveal your more base instincts.

Ms. Davidoff, your willingness to shed any "dead weight" has always been one of your greatest assets. However, I'm afraid there is something you arent aware of. You see, Clandestine Intelligence is nothing more than a tributary of MysTech.

Five years ago, when the take over actually occurred, you were one of the more "problematic" factors. So in order to reign you in, we allowed your capture during a mission. You might remember your "friends" during your time in captivity..........

:: a larger screen appears behind the floating screens featuring the women ...any one of whom could be cameron's sister...the larger screen flickers on..showing the two men that were Haleigh's interrogators/torturers..as well as the whole room ..including the one sided mirror from which the cold voice commanded the two men came::

truly, your will to survive and triumph is almost a match for that of Spellbinder's. it's no wonder you two lock horns. She being a raging feminist and you representing all that she HATES in a man with your cunning, cut throat tactics.

it was by no mere accident that you escaped. For these men were under the impression they were working for an entirely DIFFERENT entity and when we no longer had use for them, we sent Imagiomg to dispatch them utterly..and facilitate your release. He scrambled your memories long enough to allow you to reinvent yourself and assume a more functional role following your caper with us.

:: the screen shows scens of Imagiomg wrecking havoc on the men and their pitifiul weapons...decimating them with his magick...::

Imagiomg is the only real defense we have against Spellbinder and Guardian. their magicks are unique...far more powerful than most any other practicioner of magick that we've tracked in decades...but Spellbinder is special...she has access to true arcane magick..the BLACKEST magick we've ever seen. This magick is not of the earth. and apparently even SHE hasnt bothered to ponder how she has access to it, but WE have done exhaustive research on her since our last encounter. She apparently is apart of some "trinity" there are two OTHER beings who posses her baseline dna...they are dopplegangers!

:: images of three women...spellbinder in the center, followed by Magik on the left and Darkchilde on the right flash into view...the UNCANNY RESEMBLANCE between these three women was remarkable...their eye color was the ONLY differentiating feature among them...and the fact that one of them wore eldritch armour. Shortly after, Images of Spellbinder unleashing her magicks against Black and Axis of Evil play across the screen...the sound effects of the battle are amazing::

We have tried MANY times to capture this woman....and failed. Even with the use of Black, a creature her own father, Christopher Victory meticulously engineered to RESIST Spellbinder's magicks....we were only able to capture her sister! We couldnt risk her learning about her sister's surviving that caper and attacking us then..we were totally unprepared to deal with someone with the magickal power equivalent to that of an ATOM BOMB. We needed time. We have learned, after countless hours of research and the loss of MANY of our own warlocks, that Spellbinder's power originates from a dimension known as Limbo...a dimension that violates time and space. It is from THIS dimension that the Techno Organic virus originates!

a group of our scientists and warlocks...journeyed to the furthest reaches of the artic circle...where apparently the barrier between Earth and Limbo is weakest and by SHEER random luck...found and captured what can only be described as a Demon!

::images of the cold, violent regions of the artic circle are shown..as the large demon is restrained in a magnetic field and then once again inside the bio systems lab::

these creatuers can only be contained by certain kinds of energy. obviously magick is one of them, along with plasma and lightning. We wanted to see if we could use this startling new aquisition in our attempts to capture and subjugate spellbinder. all human experimentation prooved fatal...although splicing humans with other animal dna/characteristics allowed some of the test subjects to survive TO infection long enough to exhibit some unusual abilities. our windfall came when Christopher Victory volunteered his own daughter, Foxfire for experiementation. Truly the man is without a heart..much like yourself.

:: play backs of the painfull torture of Foxfire broad cast...split screen::

Imagiomg knew that Guardian and Spellbinder would be made aware of the situation..due to the rapport the two sisters share. YOURE involement was quite a surprise..and actually sped up the entire process. Shockwave, my wayward "daughter" along with Eva Valentine were long sought after fugitives of MysTech, we regularly made attempts to collect them. they always narrowly managed to escape. Guardian was the wild card that I hadnt anticipated. With her extremely analytical mind and tactical savvy, she gathered you all together....including her baby brother...CAMERON KING.

:: looking over at the young mutant::

yes, arrogant pup, Alison Marble is your sister. The FIRST born of your sibilings..and by far the one with the blackest heart. her magick augments ALL of her other powers giving her a destructive edge to match her vindictive soul. Your mother would be SO PROUD...if she hadnt prooved to be such a liability ..and thus had to be eliminated.

Ms. Davidoff, of all these intruders in the Citadle tonight...you and Spellbinder pose the greatest threat. the knowledge and memories you have, if you revealed them, could DESTROY MysTech and Spellbinder, if left uncheck would bring this place down around us all.

But what your hot headed friend Cameron here has failed to see..is the bigger picture.

:: a six pointed star shimmers into view on the screen


Foxfire and Tempest, who represent powerful elemental extremes ...

:: their images shift to two different positions::

Guardian, who holds sway over time and space

:: her image moves to another point::

Shockwave...my renegade "daughter"...who is the "north star"...with power over energy itself

:: her image shifts to another point::

Yourself...the technological force of the group...far more valuable than your powers..is the strength of your mind!

:: her own image shimmers into view at yet another point of the star::

Cameron King...the telepath/telekinetic ...who ..under IDEAL circumstances ...would be the HEART of the group but given the rampant dysfunction among the lot of you...its not saying that much

:: his image appears at a point::

and Spellbinder....the sorceress who circumvents time and space...and through her...travel not only around the earth...but to OTHER WORLDS is possible.
::her image appears at the northern most point::

ALL of you....The Six were brought together by design that even Guardian couldnt hope to comprehend..despite her far reach as a precog.

But alas....your formation would herald the end of MysTech. Family ties would be renewed...strength and courage would be fueled..and the annoying little scenario of "good conquering evil" comes to mind..not to mention that my daughter and spellbinder want nothing more than to see myself and christopher dead...and I'm afraid we cannot allow that.

:: the screens fade to black::

which is why...:: turning to Imagiomg::

i want Spellbinder and Black Widow stunned and placed in stasis...the rest...EXPUNGED!

 

[Black Widow]

Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh listened... she was partly so stunned that for once, she had nothing to say. NOW she wanted to kill Adam.... but she did her best not to show it. she'd begun to steadily pull on her restraints... as though they might break... as the images of her interrogators filled the screen... Haleigh grit her teeth so tightly it was a wonder they didnt shatter. she watched the battle scenes... she had seen pictures but this was a MUCH more lifelike representation... Haleigh straightened her back as Foxfire's torturewas shown... for a few seconds, however brief, it almost seemed like Haleigh was empathic to her suffering... she'd been there... done that... and barely made it out with her life.... Adam turned to talk to cameron, and then turned back to Haleigh, and she pointed at him as best she could with her restraints and gestured back and forth between herself and Chandler.

"Okay.... you and I... We're gonna have a SERIOUS talk when all this is over... our shit DEFINITELY comes later."

Haleigh watches to screens... this is certainly a twist of events... THESE six people, including herself, were SUPPOSED to work together? Like, be in the same vacinity without strangling each other? Haleigh shifted her gaze to Adam... who'd finally stop to take a breath, finished explaining.

"Okay.... thats a decent picture of me... and those WERE nice things you said... but if you really wanted to flatter me... you could've made ME the north star. On that note.... I want to let you know that I KNOW that in the comment about good versus evil, you were implying that i was GOOD... and that i RESENT that, it was a horrible thing to say, and i feel you should take it back."

She stopped.... as she looked from Adam to Im.

"WHOA! Whoa, hey... HOLD ON a second... stunning? Theres no need for that... that shit HURTS! COME ON... let me help. OF COURSE you can't let them succeed... but if you think your mage can handle them youre kidding yourself. together theyre TOO powerful. sure, wipe out the rest of those ingrates.... You know a lot about me... so you must know that I have YEARS of sniper training. I can lay waste to the lot of them from 500 yards away. Pick 'em off one by one before they even realize half of them are gone.... They wouldn't have a chance! What do i have to do? Who do I have to KILL before you'll believe I can serve YOUR interests as well?"

 

[Prophet]

Cameron King: Confused as Hell

As Haleigh countered his previous statements, he listened with concentration and intent. He needed to see where this situation was going, if Haleigh was trying to pull the wool over his eyes or not. The truth was, if Adam was a telepath as well, he probably would have already picked up on Haleigh's true intentions. The points the girl made were very valid. Cameron couldn't help but wonder why he felt attached to the group even though he utterly despised each and every one of them. Especially Alison. Her plan even made sense. It was the perfect way to get their revenge and the fact that either of them could possibly conceive of working against the group was proof of their characteristics of self preservation and arrogance. Before Cameron could even answer to Haleigh's proposition, he was cut off by Adam who began to explain the entire reason of their own journey down into the Citadle. The reasons, the causes and the plan of action. Everything had been so intricately planned, so perfectly plotted. It seemed the group was brought together by fate, but anyone who expected this group of six to work together was sadly mistaken. Cameron was getting irritated as he just wanted Adam to skip down to the part of his own sister, which he knew the Doctor would get to soon enough. All of a sudden. It was complete and udder shocked. Prophet had no comments, no witty repitoire, no sarcasm. He had figured out the identity of his own sister. His sister was the woman of whom he felt the most disdaint for in the group. His sister was Guardian. Alison King.

Images flowed to Cameron as he suddenly became aware of his connection to Alison, as if his own psychic powers were catching up to him. He got brief flashes of Alison's life, his father, his mother, his other sister. Her name was Erika. It was all coming back so fast, like somehow he had been barred from knowing his family until he figured it out for himself. He saw a rather large Estate in Newport Beach right next to the water on top of a large mountain. He saw a Book of Shadows. A very attractive and seemingly good woman stared him dead in the eyes, her hands on the book. She spoke no words, but her stare was worth a thousand words. It was as if she was calling to him. He knew she was family. He knew it was his other sister. What did this all mean?

Cameron was snapped back to reality when he heard as Adam spoke to the boney handed mage telling him to infect Spellbinder and Haleigh with the TO Virus and to exponge the rest of the group. His first instinct was to strike a deal as the business man side of him always would. As Haleigh plead her case, all Prophet could do was chime in with his own plea for his life, trying to seem as little desperate as possible. He spoke to Adam Chandler in a cool and even tone.

"Dr. Chandler. I assure you. Killing me is not something you want to do. If you want to truly torture Spellbinder which I am sure Christopher will want, what better way than to lose two of her closest bonds in one night. We know Black get rid of Foxfire, he has almost done it once before, but let's get back to the person who helped Spellbinder through all of this. Alison. Kill her and Morgan's spirit will completely die. She will be no match for Black. Too distraught. You can use me to get rid of Alison. I can face her as her brother. Distract her, while you and Dr. Victory go in for the kill. Use me to get your revenge and I will be under contract with Mystech. I will swear alleigance. All I ask is for my life and the chance to make this happen."

The fire and manipulation that Cameron had shown was something that Adam had seen before. In Cameron's mother, Kelly King, also known as Witchfyre. Kelly had always gotten her way out of trouble even when things seemed dire and had been one of the more powerful and covert members of the Axis of Evil, usually working in complete secret, working her magicks in passive ways, manipulating and controlling their enemies. Her work was so good that many didn't even know she existed. She was a powerful witch and the fire that once brewed inside her was well alive in her children. It seemed almost scary to Adam, even Prophet's face was hauntingly similar. His offer was a good one, and all things considered, he could be used as a great weapon against Alison.

 

[Spellbinder]

Imagiomg

Imagiomg: << gliding forth, and now in full view once more, he immediately interrupted Cameron...with his own powerful,deep yet warped sounding voice>>

SILENCE! this is not a round table at a business meeting. the time for your end is now at hand! but first..

<< looking at Haleigh>>

We will SEE just how true to form you are, girl.

<< Imagiomg lifted his hands...and with a crackling sound of electricity, the force restraints were deactivated on both of them, and the cylindrical containment fields flickered off as well.>>

Haleigh Davidoff...if you are to earn your keep...you must first DESTROY Cameron King as well. For if he faces Guardian tonight, he will catalyze her memory into full capacity, allowing the bond as brother and sister to overcome the animosity between them...if only long enough to allow her to facilitate his rescue. MysTech cannot allow the lot of you to constitute The Six and therefore, you either destroy him now....or I will deal with BOTH of you!

<< Cameron and Haleigh fall to the floor...and in a quick swirl of magicks..they are both clothed in black ensembles one male oriented, one female....giving them both a simple, yet sleek, contoured look that flatterd both their figures>>

 

[Adam Chandler]

test and trials

:: standing now in the shadows, only his glowing eyes could be seen. a similar appearence to that of Guardian in the access Tunnels::

ahh Cameron, I'm afraid your manipulative wheeling and dealing is admirable. always quick to find a solution that will benefit you while appearing to benefit the other party as well.

But i know that deep down, YOU know that you cannot prevail against Guardian. You see...as it stands now. She thinks your dead..and she cares NOTHING about it, just like your Mother. If somehow the basic bond between you and alison as brother and sister is restored, it will be one of the key components that facilitates the end of this operation. I have gone to great lengths to ensure your family is NEVER whole again and with your death tonight I will have succeeded in nearly destroy the legacy of Ms Kelly King. Her oldest daughter blissfully unaware of her true family origin...up till the point of her own death.

Time grows short. Christopher Victory is making final preparations to greet his own daughters, and I will soon have to tend to Alexis Quatermaine for the last time.....Eva, while possessed of great potential...is no longer a viable option for MysTech...she too could leak vital information to the press and federal authorities that bring about an end to our global strong hold...and so, she will also be eliminated.

Black Widow, show me just how truly willing you are to embrace a second chance with MysTech....destroy Prophet.


::the bio systems lab sealed shut at all possible points of entry ...the lighting of the massive room began to fluxuate wildly...to add to the chaotic, tense situation now at hand....as Adam and Imgiomg faded into the "background" leaving Black Widow and Prophet seemingly alone...and facing each other...both still weakened and battered from the events of earlier...but now their minds had been painfully enlightened by Adam's revelations.::

 

[Prophet]

Cameron King: Danger Ahead

:: Cameron listened as the cold and powerful magician spoke his words of challenge to Haleigh. If she wanted to survive she would have to kill Cameron himself and knowing Haleigh had the same mind set as he did, he knew that Haleigh would take the Demon up on his offer, if only to save herself. As he fell to the floor he found himself in a rather japanese like fighting Gi. His arms had bracers that were black with spikes on the edges and he was ready and poised for battle. He looked at Haleigh and laughed as how different their situation had turned out. He wasn't going to wait for her to make the first move. He immediately went after her as they both found themselves enveloped in a bright green energy. The time they had spent chained up had given Cameron time to rest and relax as Haleigh found herself mentally and physically stunned by Cameron's psionic energy as he took his hand, drew it back and yelled as he thrust it forward, mimicking a punch as Haleigh was flown into the back corner of the room, hitting the wall and falling on the ground. He looked at her with intensity in his eyes that none of the group had seen before. This was the Cameron King that won battles, who killed those who opposed him and the Cameron that got him to where he was today. By being cutthroat, cruel and almost demonic to get what he wanted. He extended his hand, gesturing in an upward motion as Haleigh found herself on her feet. Cameron winked at her and spoke softly. ::

"Well Hales, since you and I both know that we will kill anyone to save our own skins.. I guess it was inevitable that it came to this.. I will make this fair. Give you at least a chance to fight back. I might even make your death quick and painless..."

:: Cameron had to start thinking ahead. He knew her powers of Temperature Manipulation and he knew that she had seen less of his own power scope which was an advantage. He tapped into Haleigh's mind as he worked his power on her, creating the illusion that Cameron was still in front of her. The manipulation was so subtle that it could hardly be detected by anyone, save for Ima, who Prophet knew his powers far exceeded the Telepath's. He walked from his place, completely invisible to Haleigh and leaned on the wall behind her, waiting for the right moment to snatch up and go in for the kill. If he had to, Cameron would kill anyone that came into the room. Though he particularly liked Haleigh the most out of everyone in their group, he didn't know if he would be able to make it out and if her death became his welcome mat, it was a chance he would certainly have to take. He couldn't be distracted with thoughts of his sister now, though he desperately wanted to reconnect with her for whatever reason. Though he despised her, she was his sister and he was hoping that any hatred they had would dissolve upon their reunion, for now Cameron had more than just himself to fight for. He had family, a family of which he wanted desperately to reunite, if it meant killing every single member of the Six to do so. The feeling of finally having the void filled in his heart had charged him with energy. He was more than ready to do battle with Haleigh ::

 

[Black Widow]

Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh smirked as she hit the floor. Her head was pounding, her mouth was dry, her arms and shoulders ached from being in one position too long and her entire body was bruised and beaten and tired... but she was still smiling, as she slowly got to her knees, and then to her feet. She had a sly grin because she was rather proud of herself... and felt it neccessary to allow herself a moment of elation. She could snake her way out of hell, if she were so inclined. she stopped smiling when she realized it was Cameron they wanted her to kill. Why couldn't they have asked her to kill Guardian? Or Eva? she'd have been more than happy to do them in. But Cameron... Cameron had been her only ally all night... not to mention their 'pact'. Haleigh was a cutthroat, heartless bitch... but she usually kept what promises she made. Haleigh heard Cameron laugh, as she turned toward him as he lunged at her. Acting on pure instinct, she leaned to the side to avoid his punch, and as his fist passed her, she grabbed it and pulled it farther, pulling him towards her. she sidestepped his mass, but stuck a foot out to trip him up as she elbowed him in the back of the head.

She looked at him... she seemed neither surprised nor angry with him... and she pivoted on her heel and looked into a black monitor at her reflection. She leaned closer to take a look at some scrapes and punctures on the right side of her forehead, just above her eyebrow.... or at least... that's sure what it looked like she was doing. She touched the wounds lightly, as she searched the reflection of the screen for a way out of the room. she didn't doubt all the doors were sealed shut. maybe vents? wasn't this placed filled with secret passages? She kept an eye on Cameron's reflection.... he was still talking. now where had their buddy Adam gone? Haleigh puckered her lips and checked her teeth before finally turning back to cameron, nodding.

"Yes.... it's a shame its come to this." She said, walking over to the control desk for the bio labs machines. A pair of syringes lay on the desk... Haleigh wasnt qute sure what was in them... but she picked them up anyway, her back to cameron again to conceal her actions. "I hadn't planned on harming you... just so you know. I might've even told the good Doctor to shove it up his ass... what with our pact and all... but i can see it was an act of loyalty YOU wouldn't have been willing to reciprocate.... this disappoints me.... but at the same time... you're making it easy for me, Stud... I agreed to protect you to the best of my ability, as long as you had my back.... of course... that agreement is null and void the second you start STABBING me in the back... I can't exactly protect you while you're attacking me, you see... I'm forced to defend myself."

Haleigh turned around and hurled the needle at Cameron so quickly it looked like it never left her hand. "I would say I'm sorry that I have to do this.... but at this point... I'm really not." She said nonchalantly, looking around for Adam. she was saving her second syringe for the doctor. Work for Mystech? OH HELL NO. Haleigh worked for no one except herself. She wondered if Imagiomg would disappear once his boss Adam was killed... it tended to happen that way... with no one to direct them around... the minions either surrendered or were just gone.

 

[Spellbinder]

Imagiomg

<< Imagiomg reappeares with the sound of rushing water spiraling upward>>

Imagiomg: FOOLS!

<< he ensnares Cameron in mystic binds...before hurling him across the room , head first into the carbonium steel wall>>

I am MORE than prepared to deal with you!

<< Grabbing Haliegh by her wrist, his grip was like a vise>>

did you REALLY think that the Doctor would place that much faith in you? after all you suffered through at his hands? human nature serves as an EXCELLENT indicator of one's reactions, especially when the subject is one so depraved and heartless as yourself.

As you are now, you proove to be far too dangerous to be allowed to continue. Which is why....it has been decided, you have to die now.

<< Imagiomg yanks her up in the air to meet his wicked face. she is now several feet off the ground.>>

 

[Adam Chandler]

:: Adam's voice could be heard over the intercom, the same as Haleigh had heard it 5 years ago::

Dear Ms Davidoff. You'll have to forgive Cameron. He over estimates his relevance in this equation, which is way I had Imagiomg K.O. him. But you, my dear, much like Alexis, I'm afraid you cannot be trusted. What fool in her right mind would consider working for me after the hell i put her through time and again all those years ago? Time grows short, and so, this is where I say GOODBYE!

:: the lights of the machines Imagiomg was prepping come on once more...blinking, beeping and humming with power::

Imagiomg!! throw her into the machine, and prepare for the arrival of the 4 women. There's no telling how soon theyll get down here

 

[Spellbinder]

Imagiomg

<< Imagiomg shakes Haleigh violently while she is in his painful grasp>>

Imagiomg: the time has come, to purge you of the folly of your existence!

<< he swings her around like a rag doll, before hurling her through the air...and sending her body crashing into the machine, which latches on to her from all sides....needles appear...puncturning her arms...as she is violently injected with the Techno Organic virus...and her body is relentlessly probed by the gene splicer...down to her cellular level. She is stripped of all privacy, mentally, physically and even sprititually...as she feels her life glow slowly fade......>>


<< Imagiomg glides across the room...now hovering over Cameron>>

and now........it is YOUR TURN!

<< he reaches down for the young man>>

 

[Adam Chandler]

NO! Imagiomg! leave him. I want him to suffer the daunting task of facing his sister, Alison Marble when she arrives. She still hasnt fully entertained the possibility that HE is her baby brother. When she see's him ALIVE....all she will think about is that he somehow survived the antlions. They will all see Haleigh's decimated body.....it will be a terrifying indicator of what is instore for THEM! But watching her strike down her own brother...and then watching her CRACK with grief when she realizes what she has done...will prime HER for the ultimate humiliation.


:: the Gene Splicer violated Haleigh on all levels as her body was ravaged by the techno organic virus. her life glow would surely be extinguished, leaving her totally inert...dead. The machine wildly beeped, churned, hummed and whatever else..like an electronic orchestra....as energy flowed around it and illuminated a large circumference in the other wise dark bio systems lab::

Leave them. They are of no more use to us for now..and there is precious little HE can do for his supposed partner.....the one who he was so quick to betray just now. :: laughing smugly:: Truly, whatever higher power that decreed THE SIX should be formed....must've taken leave of their senses.

:: the intercom shut off...the sound echoeing throughout the lab, and Imagiomg vanished as well...leaving Haleigh, who was now near death and Cameron who was suffering from a head injury and lying on the floor::

 

[Black Widow]

Damned Determined: Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh turned to face Im as he appeared and cameron went flying. He was MUCH faster than Haleigh expected and as soon as he snatched her wrist, Haleigh knew her games were coming to an end. No more manipulation... it was time to fight tooth and nail. And she'd give 'em hell until she had nothing left to give. She heard sickening pop as she was yankd into the air, and pain was injected into her shoulder joint an shooting up her neck and down her arm. Dislocated. she diagnosed... it wasnt the first time.... but it never got less painful either.

"Hi. Well... you never know.... some doctors really are idiots. I had one a few years ago. Everytime i went to see him i found i was asking myself 'how the FUCK did you get a doctorate? Are they just handing them out now??'"

She said, a homicidal smile on her face as she looked Im in the glowing eyes as Adam spoke, her own blue eyes blazing. Adam gave the command to put her in some machine... Haleigh's mind immediated flashed back to the CI surveillance photos of Foxfire in the genetic splicer.... she immediately rejected the idea.... she did NOT want to be in that thing... she hadn't signed up to get ANYTHING spliced.

"NO!!"

She screamed suddenly, her free hand flying towards Im. She was lightning quick, taking her second syringe and plunging it into Im's glowing right eye and pushing all the liquid in. She reached up to her trapped hand... it felt like alll the bones in her wrist were crushing.... in addition to her searing shoulder. She pulled herself up to his hand, trying to pry it free... it was frail looking for something so strong... and she took the opportunity to bite as hard as she could.... clamping her jaw down on his 'thumb'... it tasted repulsive.... but she still bit down like there was no tomorrow.... for her... there just might not be. Her trapped hand was turning purple from lack of circulation... and she was trying to squeeze it through his grip, even if it crushed the bones in hand. she wasn't having much luck... and at this point the pain was THROBBING. She was still biting down on his hand like a rabid animal... and she'd begun kicking at him as hard as she could... she could only hope whatever what in the syringe would work fast.

It was an empty wish... and one that would go unfulfilled...as the mage violently shook her... and shook her... and shook her.... until she felt like a scrambled eggs and finally let go and flew through the air before crashing into something that came down upon her and immediately saw stars from the pain.... and bright flashes of light in her eyes.... she found she didn't have the strength to fight this machine.... and though she could hardly see what was happening through tears... she remembered the photos and already knew. She shut her eyes to the barrage of pain.... and faded back into the blackness of unconsciousness once more....

Haleigh opened her eyes.... and sat up. she was sitting in the chair aparatus of the gene splicer... but it was immobile... in fact... the entire room was. She didn't understand.... everyone was gone... the room was dark... and Haleigh saw everything in shades of blue... What the hell is this? she thought... Can't i at least be sent to hell properly? is that too much to ask?

She looked around... Cam was gone.... no one was here. everything was quiet. she seemed to be in the same location... was she dead? dying? was this hell? or heaven? she looked at her hands... her wrists were healed... she was wearing a black power suit with miniscule blue pinstripes. It was feminine, stylish. Something she'd wear. Haleigh sat back and stared at the ceiling. she was all out of ideas. maybe she was just supposed to wait.... maybe someone would come for her. and so she sat there... finally the chance to just rest. the first chance of the night where her 'life' wasnt in peril...what life she had any way. her body didnt feel tired anymore... she felt no pain... and this alarmed her... She lay back... closed her eyes... and just meditated... waiting for whatever afterlife she was going to face.

 

[Prophet]

Cameron King: Unconscious Bliss

:: Cameron towered underneath the poweful Demon Mage as he heard the voice of Adam Chandler tell the skeleton hand entity to leave him be, and that was about the last thing that Prophet did hear, before he slipped out of consciousness. He had been knocked out by the impact that hit him when Imagiog threw the magickal web at him. He was now left to his own thoughts and his own recollection of what had happened that night. It was a night of surprises and secrets. He instinctively regretted fighting with Haleigh as she had been his one true ally the entire night, however, Cameron more than ever wanted to live to at least confront his estranged sister, if only to have her answer his many questions. If she was his older sister, she would have to remember something about him. Had she known all along and just not said anything. If she knew, how could she have left her own brother to die? He felt completely confused and embarassed as he slipped back into consciousness for a brief moment. He saw Haleigh on the Gene Splicer and tried to get up to help her but found it completely useless. He couldn't move at all. Prophet tried to muster some words, but they were a whisper at the most. ::

"Haleigh, hang on... you.. will...get out of here..."

:: Cameron wanted to help her more than ever. It figured. The only time he had ever grown a conscience in his life and he was almost paralyzed to do anything about it. His most basic of powers were the only thing that remained as he looked around the room, not being able to make out really anything. He wondered if he could at least make contact with Haleigh or scramble her mind to block out the pain. It was the least he could do as he felt somehow responsible for the turn of events. He locked on to her mind and as he pressed in, he was immediately blasted back out. He could feel the pain and torment of her mind. There was no going in there, and it almost seemed as if she was dead. It was like there wasn't much to tap into. Not much of a mind left. Was Haleigh dying? For the first time this night, he almost wished Spellbinder and the rest of the group would bust through the doors and save them, although he wasn't sure how happy they would be to see the two Underdogs alive. One thing was for sure. They had put up one hell of a fight. Surviving the Ant Lions, even a battle of wits with Adam Chandler. He knew Haleigh and himself were threats to Adam otherwise, he really wouldn't have sent such a powerful mage and agent of Mystech to exponge them. The Doctor must be really worried about them all reuniting. Becoming the Six. Once again, Cameron became unconscious as the quiet blackness became somewhat soothing, though deep down he was tormented by the thought that these might be his last moments on Earth. ::

 

[Foxfire]

Exam Room -- Blaze Fielding

** Facing her head up just enough to see the ultimate woman of power besides Spellbinder, Storm! A large comfort crawled into her soul, soothing the aching she suffered from the excruciating battle Blaze had fought in. The white haired beauty seemed to age more with elegance and grace, something Blaze hoped she'd be accustomed to. Her blood shot eyes scanned for Guardian and Shockwave, who both looked like hell. A small smile crept along Fox's lips seeing Guardian with her usual "sleek bun" now disheveled and messy. But it was to be expected, the woman fought bravely as did Alex. **

** What seemed like a moment in time, all of the women were taken to the Exam Room, where Blaze and Spellbinder previously had been. And she found herself laying on a large thick hospital bed. That tranquil feeling restoring her troubled soul, Black had been destroyed and Guardian and Shockwave were alive. Now, they needed to find the two remaining teammates of the Six, Prophet and Black Widow. Blaze was curious to meet these two wild cards. Closing her eyes blocking out the bright overhead light hanging above on the ceiling. Recuperating for a few minutes, Blaze sat up to find Morgan next to her on a hospital bed too. **

** Pushing her slender body off the bed, Blaze walked over to Morgan, "will she live Guardian or Storm?" Her eyes focused on the two bewitching beauties in front of her. "I cannot rest until I know she's going to be all right. I know Morgan wouldn't rest until I was safe and healthy." Brushing a few golden strands from Morgan's beautiful face, Blaze's heart tugged at her. Deep down she knew Spellbinder was far too stubborn to be slain by Black, leaving Blaze behind. She turned towards Guardian and Shockwave, bowing her head respectfully. **

"Thank you both for you're courage, saving both Morgan and I from that hideous creature. I just wish...I could have gotten to her before he attacked her."

** Avoiding eye contact, Blaze felt a pinch of guilt strike into her. If only she moved faster maybe Spellbinder wouldn't have been struck by Black. Sliding her small hands into Morgan's, she refused to leave her sister's side. Foxfire was stubborn but she was more pig headed when it involved her sister. She yearned to see the violet irises her sister wore or even hear a catty comment involving Shockwave, something or anything would suffice. **

** Leaning down to Spellbinder's ear, Blaze whispered something only Morgan would hear. Her words soft and clear for Morgan to hear even in her unconscious state. It was said those could always hear you. **

"I still think Gucci is better than Prada."

** Pulling away, Blaze smiled more brightly. Back in Valiant, Blaze and Morgan argued which designer was better, Gucci or Prada. And for Morgan it was always Prada. Blaze wondered if her sister awoke she'd have her final say in who was better. **

 

[Persephone]

Shockwave: Exam room

:: Shockwave was now unconscious from lack of energy in her body. Laying on the debris covered ground, she allowed her body to just shut down once she knew that Black was no longer a threat. Soon, Ororo moved everyone down to the exam room in which Shockwave sent Spellbinder and Foxfire. Now laying in a hospital bed, if Alexis was conscious, she would be off the bed in a nano second...she hated hospital...it must of been because of her father, because ever since that night where she thought she killed him, she couldn't bare to step foot in another hospital again. But for right now, Alexis laid motionless on the bed. Slashes covered her face and what visible skin her suite didn't cover. Dried blood stained her almost white hair. She was pretty battered, but not dead. ::

:: The energy within her body was continuing to multiply...it had been ever since she released her grip from Guardian upstairs. But because of the lack of energy in her body, it took longer than expected to recover. Soon, Alexis' head moved as her eyes began to flutter open. All Alexis could see was a bright light above....everything else around her was blurred. Blinking her eyes slowly a few times, she finally managed to gain her sight back, seeing the medical spotlight above. Squinting, Alexis closed her eyes to avoid the bright light as she slowly tried to maneuvered up. Placing her elbows on the bed, she weakly pushed herself up into a sitting position, before placing one palm of her hand on the bed for support. Moving her other hand up to her forehead, she winced in pain. Alexis' head was pounding beyond belief. Worse than a hangover...and even more painful than a migraine. This was why Alexis never transferred energy to others...the aftermath sucked. ::

"....uuggh.."

:: Moaning, she allowed her head to hang with her hand still placed on her forehead. Her blonde locks fell forward, shading her pain stricken face from the others. She knew Spellbinder, Foxfire, Guardian, and Ororo were there...and the fact that she fell unconscious was unacceptable--or at least in Alexis' opinion. Finally removing her hand from her head, she lifted her head up once again, not looking at the other woman. Turning her body so it faced the side of the bed, her legs soon hung off the edge showing that she was in the process of getting up. Pushing herself forward, she soon felt the ground with her feet and stood. But Alexis was still weak...stumbling, she dropped to one knee while holding onto the bed. Allowing her head to hang again, her hair again shaded her face. Tears began to well up in her eyes...the only time Alexis ever felt this vulnerable was when she was drunk. The feeling was horrible and she hated it....but she couldn't help but feel as if she was failing. Her emotions were so erratic at this point, that she just didn't know exactly how she really felt. Tears fell from her eyes, but she would not dare to lift her head to look at the other woman in the room. Alexis had more pride than that. Letting go of the bed, she completely dropped to the floor of the exam room and hunched over cupping her hands over her badly cut face. Alexis just kneeled there...she just needed a few moments to compose herself. ::