Sins of the Father(s)

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Blaze -- Exam Room

** But it was Foxfire who in the end would comfort Alexis. Releasing Morgan's hand, she walked towards Shockwave. Her own healing factor was restoring itself, healing parts of Blaze more, rejuvenating her energy field. Silent and quick, Blaze bounded to the floor wrapping her arms around Shockwave's suit. A strong pair of arms wrapped around Alexis, tenderly pulling her up to stand. Blaze's sage eyes searched through Alexis, finding answers to this battered woman. **

"Easy Alex."

** She said gently, careful not to provoke the young girl. Easing Shockwave back onto the bed to sit, Blaze stood in front of her, "you took a beating, rest for a bit. Let your energy return." Brushing more of the blonde's locks from her piercing blue eyes, Blaze crouched down to her with a small smile, "another fan of Prada I see." Moving her palm up to catch a few hot tears Shockwave leaked. Blaze was probably the only member of the Six who called Alexis, "Alex" instead. **

"Now stay, I don't wanna kick your ass if you move again." She teased slowly. Pulling herself up to stand, Blaze sensed how stressed and erratic her teammate felt. That warm fire within Blaze rose, indicating her motherly nature. Gently wrapping her arms around Alexis to soothe and calm her, "your safe Shock." A deep frown washed over Foxfire, what had come over her? She was starting to think of Alexis as another sister to her. Noticing the painful scars on Alexis' gorgeous face, she took the girl's hand placing it on Blaze's once more, allowing her to assist in the healing factor. That familiar nauseous feeling drawing near but Blaze welcomed it, getting used to it. **

** After what seemed like a few minutes, Blaze pulled away to sit down on Alexis's bed beside her, gathering her own energy together with a breath. This healing factor came in handy but she wondered if Alexis was any better. She knew the woman was used to being alone but with Blaze near, the tables turned. **
 
:: Feeling Blaze's arms wrap around Alexis, the meta human became startled as she was soon lifted to her feet and placed back on the medical bed. ::

"I'm fine.."

:: Alexis said very not very convincingly, but the strong willed woman never wanted anyone to think of her as weak or vulnerable. Especially after a battle like this. Hearing Blaze's words, it was strange to have a woman that ALexis just met be this kind and motherly to her....normally woman run in the other direction of Alexis. Looking to Blaze's eyes, she could tell the mutant wanted to comfort Alexis, and she didn't exactly know how to react to it. Never growing up with a mother...she wasn't used to any of this....As foxfire embraced her in a hug, her muscles tensed up as a look of "whoa..what's going on" was present in her eyes. As Blaze released Alexis from the warm embrace, Alexis looked down shifting her eyes from side to side. ::

"...Thank you, but I'm fine. Really...I just..."

:: Before she could say anything more, Blaze took it upon herself to send more of her healing powers into Alexis. Closing her blue eyes, her cuts soon began to close and again, the beautiful blonde was as striking as ever. Fluttering her eyes open once again, her blue eyes were still very pale from lack of energy...looking at Blaze, a small smile appeared on her lips and then suddenly a chuckle could be heard. "Alex"? No one has ever called her anything but Alexis. Shaking her head a bit, she looked back into Blaze's eyes again. ::

"Go take care of Morgan. I promise I'm fine."

:: Moving her feet back onto the bed she allowed herself to lay down once again to rest. Blaze was right...she had to rest if she was going to be strong enough to kill Adam...::
 
** Quietly, Blaze returned to her own bed to rest. She knew Guardian and Storm would look after her sister. Laying down onto it, she shut her eyes to rest. Once she did Blaze fell into a realm of sleep, not aware she was that exhausted from her travels. Sleeping for a few minutes, Blaze turned onto her right side with her back turned to the others. As she slept for those vital minutes her healing factor sped up, allowing her wounds to heal and her energy to return. **

** Awakening a little later with a yawn, she sat up brushing her hair behind her ears. Moving her legs under her to sit Indian Style, she checked on Morgan. Folding her arms into her lap, she waited patiently for her sister to wake up. And any form of instructions about rescuing the other members of the Six. Noticing a bathroom off the side, Blaze headed for this. **

** Once inside she washed the dirt and dried blood from her face. Revealing a shinny and rested face, Blaze felt more refreshed, well as much as she could. Returning to the main level of the Exam Room, Blaze stretched with a loud popping sound, her muscles. A blush filled her cheeks, her bones always made the sickening sound although she never knew why. Moving beside Morgan once more, her eyes moved onto Guardian. Blaze was indeed curious of her, she seemed from another planet in a way with her strong morals and beliefs but that Wonder Woman build made her resemble an Amazon. Peering into Alison's eyes, she frowned at how similar they were to the man she saw earlier on the monitor, Prophet. Not the coloring but the size of them. Looking away from Guardian Blaze watched her sister carefully, expecting her to awake. **
 
:: After about five minutes of actual rest, Alexis let out an aggravated sigh and sat up once again on the hospital bed. It was quite obvious that the meta human had regain some of her energy back, but it wasn't enough. Glancing around the room, she noticed a sparking monitor on the other side of the room with scorch marks on it---undoubtedly from Foxfire. Moving her legs once again off the side of the bed, she pushed herself once more into a standing position. Now able to stand with support, Alexis began to make her way slowly towards the monitor. Pushing herself off the hospital bed, she staggered over towards the wall and quickly began to lean on it for support. Finally, Alexis found herself in front of the exposed wires that were once apart of the monitor. Sparks flew from the wires, hitting her skin and absorbing into it instantaneously. Easing herself down to the ground, she sat on her knees in front of the wires. Finally, Alexis grabbed the exposed wires and instantly began to absorb the energy. The lights in the exam room began to flicker on and off...and to the others in the room it looked as if Alexis was being severely electrocuted. Finally, the exam room went black as the hissing sound from the electricity came to a stop. Only seconds after the blackout, the lights slowly faded back on and a blue ora could be seen around Alexis' body. The ora soon faded after a few moments, and Alexis stood up as if nothing had ever happened to her. Turning around, electricity could be seen sparking from the tips of her fingers as she walked back towards the others....cocking her neck from side to side, a soft cracking sound could be heard. Alexis was completely back to her normal self. Bending down, Alexis lifted up a swivel chair that was laying on the ground, and placed it in it's upright position. Taking a seat, she instantaneously crossed her legs, and looked back at the woman in the room...then her eyes fell upon Spellbinder. She looked like she was on the verge of dying. ::

"Is she going to be alright?"
 
Haleifh Davidoff: Parallel Dementia

Haleigh had been pacing steadily, her hands clasped behind her back. She was thinking about her life... what she'd done right... and what she'd give anything to do over. This place seemed to force her into doing so.... no more compartmentalizing, no more dodging her emotions and no more denying herself. She kept bringing her hands up in front of her face... something was happening.... her hands were becoming more and more transparent... her corporeal body was slipping closer and closer to death.

The idea that she could do nothing to stop it made her furious... the whole hellacious day made her furious. she felt a swell of anger inside her... a river of passion running very deep through her soul... and her hands got a little less transparent. She held onto that anger... stubbornly wanting to hold out as long as she possibly could... optimistically thinking if her will was strong enough.... she could force herself back into consciousness and begin to recuperate.... and then begin to fight her way out of this hellhole.

she wasn't sure if any of the others had made it... at this point.... she wasn't sure if it mattered.... she was almost positive none of them even gave a damn that she was in the bind she was in... not even Cameron... who'd been there nearly to what appeared to be her end.... only to turn on her. there was no camraderie among the six... whatever Powers That Be that thought those people would EVER join forces to save the world were clearly out of their minds. These six people couldn't even unite to save their own skins.... her and cameron almost looked as though they'd take it to the end... but they couldn't... both were far too concerned about self preservation.

Haleigh saw for the first time the foolishness behind her fueding with Alison... even though Gaurdian was an egomaniacal bitch.... Haleigh should have sucked it up... the battlefield is no place for descension among the 'ranks'. Haleigh used to know that.... she used to be a team player... and it seemed like so long ago that she'd died for her country, so to speak... Now she was just angry she hadnt been so wise tonight.... for her patriotism and team spirit had given her POWER before.... and now she had nothing.... nothing but this blanket of silence and this realm of blues.... and this horrible room which appeared to be the last place on Earth Haleigh would be.
 
The Exam Room- Bio Systems Lab

**Ororo's white magick touched the bodies and souls of all four women...and slowly, steadily they found themselves calming in their minds, feeling whole and in control of themselves...their bodies renewed and healed. all internal injuries repaired..and all energy levels restored.**

**She smiled faintly as she watched Foxfire and Shockwave interact with each other. Both of them were so young compared to her...and even though she was now beyond the reach of mortality since her time in Limbo, she remembered the exuberance and resilience of youth.**


** She was now by Spellbinder's bedside, gently stroking her blonde, double highlighted hair as she enveloped the young sorceress in a field of soft glowing green energy...sparkling shards swirled around it..as Spellbinder's body began to return to its normal state...the poison was being neutralized and extracted from her body.**

Spellbinder will be fine. Leave her be as my magick runs its course. Black's touch was a true anethma to both Spellbinder and Guardian for he was a nemesis to witches all across this reality and beyond. He represented, in part, the physical embodiment of man's hatred towards witches and their craft from throughout the centuries....he was a a manifestation of man's most base instincts....and therefore he was the ultimate enemy of Spellbinder. She had brought him down once, but through MysTech's far reaching arrogance and brazen misuse/ disregard for the laws of magick and nature, He was yanked from Oblivion to wreck havoc once more. The power of the Siege Perilous has ensured he will NEVER get that chance again.

**Looking at Guardian**

It was your vast knowledge of The Darkhold...the book of shadows that has existed in the bloodlines of ALL the Dark Trinity (Spellbinder/Magik/Darkchilde) that catalyzed Black's final fate into being....i merely provided the "push" to send him on his way. Only a witch who is extremely fluent in the arts arcane could even begin to tap into this kind of power. Your tenacity tonight made all the difference in the world. When Cat..... Shadowcat and I were all that stood between Belasco and Magik[our realty's Spellbinder] in Limbo years ago, We took two different paths...Cat was always the more fiece and extreme...no matter what the cost. That is your method...but in the end...her way cost her her life...and mine as well as we perished in a last ditch effort to liberate our version of Spellbinder from Belasco. Do not let your willingness to destroy those you feel are beneath you become your ultimate undoing, Alison.

**Ororo's words were all too telling...Alison's bloodthirsty mentality was matched only by Spellbinder. But this evening, Guardian had deliberately seperated the team and left Black Widow and Prophet to die....**

Black may gone, Foxfire may be alive and in safe hands...but the nightmare is far from over. Imagiomg has all but destroyed Black Widow and Prophet....and Adam Chandler, Christopher Victory remain unchecked. I cannot aid you any further...for if you are to be who you are meant to be to each other...and those around you on the surface...you must lay aside your petty differences and learn to work as a team. I lost my X-men in Limbo.....you have the chance to help each other get out of this ...alive and in tact....do not misuse it.

** Looking down at Spellbinder.**

Spellbinder ...is like my daughter. I will be there for her when her own mother cannot...just as i was for her in Limbo. Her power and her will are incredible...but the down fall of that is that she has come to have little regard others. Foxfire...you managed to break through her icy exterior when you were miraculously united with her. She counts FEW among her as friends...but those that HAVE earned a place in her heart have her loyalty and protection....which can proove deadly to foes...and also proove to be as beautiful as a freshly bloomed rose touched by morning dew.

**Looking at Shockwave.**

You have a long path ahead of you on the road to recovery, but consider this....you and Spellbinder have more in common than you may realize. You both will learn from each other....if you open your eyes long enough. Your actions tonight will determine if that time comes.

** gliding to the center of the room and spreading her arms...the winds begin to flow as her robes billow and flow along with her hair**

Time grows short...rest yourselves as my magick runs its course. look beyond yourselves..and think of each other. it is the only way you can prevail tonight...and hope to restore the damage done to the city above

**the winds billow and gust...sparkling around Ororo as thunder BLASTS....and with that, she is gone.**
 
:: Listening to Ororo's words, the woman spoke with such grace and wisdom....Studying the woman carefully, she dare not interrupt, she just sat and listened. It was true, their journey was far from being over...Alexis was out for blood--her father's blood. And she would not rest one more moment until he was dead. Standing from the swivel chair, Alexis slowly made her way to Spellbinder's side. Standing over the woman, her blue eyes scanned over her lifeless looking body, until they reached her face. Gently, Shockwave took Spellbinder's hand within her own. This was very very very very VERY uncharacteristic of Alexis...especially towards Morgan of all people. But Ororo was right--the two had a bond, whether they liked it or not. They both had father's that hurt them. Hurt them beyond anyone else's comprehension....beyond even their own comprehension. Gently squeezing Spellbinder's cold, limp hand, Shockwave spoke softly. ::

"You're the only one that understands.....what growing up with father like Adam is like. And that...like Ororo said....connects us."

:: Stopping, Alexis just stood there for a few moments before continuing. ::

"I may dislike you, Morgan. But I respect you."

:: Lowering Morgan's hand onto the bed, Alexis loosened her grip and pulled her hand away. Lifting her chin up, Alexis turned away from Morgan's bed and began to proceed towards the Exam Room doors. ::

"I need to go find my father. I need to kill him and make him suffer like he has made me suffer. I can't wait any longer... :: whispering :: I can't.."

:: Looking to Blaze, her eyes seemed to tell a story. If Blaze was as in tuned with her emotions as Alexis believed her to be, she would immediately pick up Alexis' gratitude to the woman....Alexis' reasoning to go on...and goodbye. Turning her head away, she paused for a second before pushing the Exam Room doors open, and proceeding out to find her father. ::
 
stubborn as they come

"NO!!"

** In a brilliant flash of flames, Foxfire appeared right in front of Shockwave, flames arouse all around her body. Such extreme heat frequency Alexis could feel directly on her body, even though her deadly flames hadn't touched her. A look of determination in her eyes as she stretched her limbs out, blocking Shockwave from progressing. **

"Don't you get it Alex? The reason this team has fallen is because we SPLIT up! Do you remember the Roman's strategical form of attack, divide and conquer? That's exactly what will happen if you do not stay!"

** Blaze's glowing eyes softened to their mysterious jade green. Although her eyes softened her muscles still remained. Glancing over to her sister and then back onto Shockwave. **

"There is more to this night than just revenge. You're blinded by your deep hatred for your father. This hatred is going to cost ALL of us including my sister and Guardian. I saw the other two members of this team and judging by what Storm has spoken off, they too left the group. Morgan and I want our father but we WORK together just as you must do with us. Learn to trust us, if not Morgan then at least me. For God's sake don't risk another member of this team for your selfish vengeance. Stay and we will find them TOGETHER and then the final moments you will seek your revenge just like Morgan. But until then I will not allow you to leave this room!"

** With her own stubborn will, Blaze encompassed a high powered firewall behind her, blocking the exit of the room. Its torrent wild fires wrapped and swirled around the doors like vines. Shaking her head, Blaze locked eyes once more. **

"You're staying and that's final!"
 
:: Annoyed, Alexis stood as Blaze spoke to her about team work and waiting for the others. Rolling her eyes, she let a small sigh escape her lips as she crossed her arms across her chest. She had a point, but as far as Alexis was concered, she would much rather leave than wait. Shifting her eyes towards the exit, flames soon engulfed it preventing Alexis from leaving. Shifting her eyes back to Blaze, she reluctantly agreed. ::

"Fine..."

:: Before turning around to head back to the others, Alexis squinted her eyes making all the energy from the flames dissapear---thus the wall of fire dissapearing as well. Looking to Blaze, she smiled playfully. ::

"All you had to do was ask."

:: As much as she hated to admit it, she liked Blaze. A lot. She was a woman who held her own and wasn't afraid to speak up to Alexis when she was being bullheaded and headstrong. As far as Alexis' was concerned, Blaze was a friend in her eyes....whether they would stay friends after this ordeal, was unknown...but as for tonight, Alexis would look out for Blaze as she would a friend. ::
 
** It seemed Blaze was just as stubborn as Alexis, the two were similar in a variety of ways, even their abilities over elements. Raising a curious brow at the blonde haired beauty, she casually awaited for a comment. Her friend's tone was less than pleasant, but Fox knew it was to be expected. Nodding her head slowly to acknowledge Alexis' comment when her flames vanished. Lightly chuckling under her breath, Blaze was impressed by the electrical manipulator. **

"Forgive me."

** She spoke with a bit of an accent but the destination was unknown, almost Greek. Leaning against the wall on an angle, Blaze watched Shockwave carefully, making sure the woman didn't abandon her quest in search of vengeance. Placing her hands into the pockets at her sides. Alex was intriguing to Blaze, she in a way reminded her of Morgan. That bitchery craft each possessed, yet underneath it lay a delicate flower. Opening the palm of her hand, a shape began to form. Within the form was a flaming raven, Blaze stared at her own creation until she closed her palm. Her eyes dashed onto Alexis once more, this time remaining on her. **

"We need each other Alexis and I think deep down you understand this. I'm known for making rash decisions, Morgan will tell you. But I've come to notice my mistakes. Which is why I understand your stubbornness. You're eyes uncover who you are, no matter how icy or moody you may be."

** Blaze stopped to think more on the topic, her mind working as fast as her own elemental power. She decided to change the object, at least for now. **

"So to pass the time, tell me about yourself. What is your occupation? Hobbies? Anything you want. But don't give me a one word sentence, I hate those. Underneath this fire exterior lies a being who does listen, one of my more better qualities I would say. But maybe you're not up for discussing your life, I sense you're passion for privacy. A bit of an enigma I see, afraid your enemies will find your weaknesses and use them against you."

** Breaking eye contact, Blaze turned her attention to Guardian. She was truly an enigma of anyone on the team. Blaze sensed great power within her soul but also a blazing inferno as well. **

"You see, I was blessed with a gift. And I'm not speaking about my control over fire. A human gift...I'm able to sense emotions within people. Their eyes are the key to the soul. I can uncover everyone I meet, yet those around me cannot figure myself out."
 
:: Turning back around to Blaze, she was very persistent wasn't she? But Alexis liked that...normally Alexis' reputation would of presided her, and Blaze would know every second of her life...but seeing as how she was deprived of living outside of MysTech lab, she honestly had no idea who Alexis Quartermaine truly was. A small smile appeared on Alexis' lips---it was actually nice to meet someone and start a fresh friendship with them without the person being afraid or nervous around her. Crossing her arms along her chest, she watched as Blaze made a little raven of fire in her hand...Her blue eyes illuminated as the fire blazed within her palm until the elemental put it out. ::

"You really want to know about me?"

:: A small chuckle escaped her lips as Alexis shook her head a bit out of disbelief. Looking back up at Blaze, she couldn't help but smile at her comment about one word sentences. ::

"Oh my life is far beyond one word sentences, Blaze...."

:: Stopping, Alexis put up a tough vasade. She was very much like a snake trapped in a corner, always on guard and ready to strike....she never liked feeling vulnerable around others, therefore she would throw in a witty comment here, or a insult there. Mainly to keep her true colors from showing. Feeling a bit vulnerable at the moment, Alexis looked back up at Blaze and cocked her head to the side and began to speak in a very cocky manor...although some of what she was going to say was nothing to be proud of. ::

"Well..let's see. You know the part about me being kidnapped by Adam and him raising me. Well...I killed him--or so I thought--and went to find my real family, the Quartermaine's. Well, they shunned me, except my brother AJ...never wanting to be apart of my life because Adam raised me and I wasn't a "true" Quartermaine."

:: Thinking of AJ, Alexis stopped and took a breath in. The one person she truly allowed in her heart...that she loved. Looking back up at Blaze, she again put on a fake cocky smile and continued on. ::

"Well...Alan, my father, ran Tempo magazine and when he died, Helena, my aunt took over. I took the company from her and now own and run it. I was married five times, divorced...obviously five times, I've been an alcoholic for the past 10 years, and sober...up until tonight, for a year."

:: Uncrossing her arms, Alexis took a breath in and continued on. ::

"As for hobbies...usually make people's lives miserable, have sex with as many men as possible, shopping, and oh, yeah...traveling."

:: Again, Alexis was somewhat lashing out in a condescending manor...but it was the only thing she knew how to do. Usually when people found out about her life that did not know her previously, would leave and never want to speak to her again. Therefore, she would always make a joke out of it to spare her own feelings. Looking down at her hands, she casually picked away from dry blood. Her blonde locks shaded her face, but as she lifted her head a bit, she shifted her eyes towards Blaze. ::

"So...now that you know who the TRUE Alexis Quartermaine is...do you really still want to be my friend."

:: More of a closing statement than a question, Alexis automatically assumed Blaze would do as others in the past have, and stop this "friendship" before it even started. Not really caring, it's happened so many times before, it just stopped effect Alexis period---she just continued to pick the dry blood of her hands, hoping Morgan would awake soon. ::
 
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<< Spellbinder's eyes fluttered...and she began to stir. she woke up...very calm...as she slowly opened her icy violet eyes...and slowly began to regan her sense of self and the environment around her.....>>

yawwnnnnn!!!

oh dear.......

<< she seemed slightly confused as she sat up on her bed and looked about>>


what happened? where is Black?
 
::Guardian awakened as well....the trauma and poison in her body had been completely healed and removed by Ororo. she sat up...and quietly stretched::

Lady Ororo.........she saved us. We are here thanks to her......and I am once again at full strength!


:: she shifted, swinging her legs around so that she was now sitting on the edge of the bed...she continued to stretch, as she stood up and loosened up her body...she felt wonderfull...calm...and in control. Ororo's soft, reassuring voice was still in her mind, she heard and felt everything that had been said....and in her heart...it felt as if she had taken heed in some way::


:: she looked over at Foxfire and Shockwave, and then over at Spellbinder, who looked once more like the beautiful, elegant woman she'd known for so long::
 
:: Turning her head as she heard the two woman begin to wake up, Alexis pushed herself off the wall and stood normally, facing the woman. She knew Foxfire would immediatly go to her sister, making sure she was okay, therefore Alexis just stood aside and crossed her arms awaiting the woman to say their hello's before they left to finish their mission. ::
 
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** Blaze listened intensely as Alexis spoke of her troubled life and all the chaos she had been through. But despite it all, Blaze's facial expression remained stoic, which was unreadable to anyone in the room including Shockwave herself. Once Alexis finished her summary and then asked Fox if she still wanted to be friends, Blaze's lips moved upwards into a grin. A few seconds passed for Blaze to gather her thoughts while she folded her arms across her chest. **

"In case I hadn't made it clear already, I'm not going anywhere. I'm far too cocky and stubborn to go places. And just because all these events scare others away, doesn't mean they affect me the same. I've had my own personal demons that haunt me....even still today. I don't care who you were in the past Alex or what you prove to others as a facade. And I definitely don't need anyone telling me about you other than yourself. Why? Because I can read right through that icy exterior of yours. I'm more than just a teammate here, I'm a friend. As many of them I have, I don't turn my back on them because the way they are or who they've become. So to answer your question, yes I'm still your friend."

** At that second, Morgan began to stir asking various questions that Blaze knew the answers to. Rushing to her sister's side, Blaze took a hold of Morgan's palm, gently smiling down to her. **

"Good Morning sleeping beauty. You were attacked by Black but Shockwave, Guardian, and Storm defeated and even destroyed him into oblivion. You're safe now and we're all restored thanks to Storm. How do you feel?"

** That sisterly tone washing over Blaze's voice whenever she spoke with Spellbinder. Her eyes glanced to Guardian as well, nodding to her. **

"I'm glad your both all right. Alexis and I are ready whenever you two are. We've both been awake longer than you two. But just rest a little longer."
 
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lets go rescue the troops

<< Looking calmly and warmly at her sister, Spellbinder got up, she began removing pieces of the suit given her by Black Widow>>

Oh Blaze,.....Ororo saved us...<<exhaling slowly>> and Black has been damned to a fate he most richly deserved. Goddess be praised.

<<Spellbinder removed more of the suit>>

after all we've been through....I have had my fill of this foul place. Its time to flatten MysTech and carry out the entrails of our father as a souvenier.

<<her voice was strong again..icy and full of contempt. finally she removed all of the suit, revealing a tall, well toned, slender body. it was obvious that Spellbinder took good care of herself. She wore a strapless, gemtoned pink bra and matching high cut panties....and as she undid her bun and shook out her blonde double highlighted hair....a cool REFRESHING breeze swirled up around her body>>

I just needed to get out of that suit.....it no longer suits my mood or serves my purpose.

<< a crack of thunder sounds off as Spellbinder now wears a black chocker around her neck w/small silver pentagram, black leather corsett w/ silver accents, along with matching black leather hot pants and fishnet stockings and knee high, high heeled boots also with silver accents. her wrists are adorned with leather cuffs. She looked more like a dominatrix as her hair was now bone straight, parted down the middle and her eyes were accented by smokey eye liner. standing slight posed...she looked down at her sister, clearly she was her true self once more...and her look reflected her dark, hostile mood.>>

Foxfire, you've been here for quite some time...do you have any idea where Adam and Christopher would be? where they would be keeping Black Widow and Prophet if they were still alive?
 
:: Watching Spellbinder and listening to the two sisters speak, Alexis' eyebrow rose at the site of Morgan's new outfit. A small smile appeared on her lips. ::

"Where's your whip and chains, Morgan?"

:: Allowing a small laugh to escape her lips, Alexis was getting back to her old catty self...but of course, she was only playing around with the witch. The outfit was cute, but not really her taste. Allowing her eyes to drift down to her own "outfit", it looked as if a lion had mauled the living hell out of it. Shaking her head, the once sleek crimson suite was now tattered and bloody, revealing more of Alexis' body and under garments than the suite itself. The energy molecules from what was left of the crimson mess began to break down and swirl around Alexis' body, until finally, the once torn crimson cat suite was restored. Pulling the rubber band that was holding her hair up in a ponytail off, she shook her head allowing her blood stained blonde hair to fall to her shoulders. Brushing her fingers through her tangled hair, she sighed as she pulled the knots out. Soon, pulling her relatively tangle free hair back into a sleeker looking pony tail, she tied the rubber band back in place. Awaiting the other woman to get ready, Alexis leaned back against the wall and re crossed her arms. ::
 
<<Hearing that familar voice, Spell looked over Foxfire and saw Shockwave>>

<< a little smirk crept over her own face....noting the little comment made>>

well...well...looks like you had one hell of a time there Alexis. I hope your date wasnt TOO rough on you there.

<< Morgan was, of course, ribbing Alexis in regards to her well known "appetite for men...and her tattered outfit>>

I could help you with your...costume there. If you'd like something a little less, restrictive. I doubt Black Widow's tech is going to aid you much against whatever awaits us on this level of the citadle.

<< morgan's tone was icy ..but she had never offered to really AID Alexis with her magick at ALL this evening....it was clear that there was a bit of a change between them since their nighmarish ordeal began all those hours ago>>
 
:: Looking down at her X-Men like suite, she pulled on the high collar as if to say it was restricting. ::

"Well...if you can whip up something more my style, be my guest....I was just tired of standing around half naked. You know how it is."

:: Winking, Alexis was less bitchy towards Morgan because of the ordeal they went through. There was no reason to really lash out at her anymore...other than of course for fun--and perhaps shits and giggles. Nevertheless, Alexis was indeed nicer to Morgan. And the fact that Morgan offered to help her with her outfit, showed that she felt the same way. Holding out her hands to the side, she looked up at the witch. ::

"Just don't make me look like a street walker version of Jessica Rabbit."

:: A small laugh was heard, as she let her hands drop to her side, awaiting Spellbinder to do her magick. ::
 
Haleigh Davidoff: Paralell Dementia -- Chasing Destiny

Haleigh'd stop pacing... she seemed to just retire herself once more to the chair.... she was now perched on the edge, her knees drawn up to her chest, hugging her legs, her face cradled in her hands. She didnt quite know what to make of this place. It must be some kind of in-between place... but it felt like she'd been here for days... She felt antsy... after all she'd been through... the lack of action was such a change. She couldn't stop thinking about the things she might have done differently...

Dancing lights across the room caught her attention... Finally... she thought. She inhaled sharply.... the man that appeared was one from her past. He wore a white "crackerjack" navy uniform... and his facial expresssion was one of compassion. Haleigh could hardly believe it.... she just stared as the man came forward.

"Jimmy?"

She said unsteadily, and he nodded. He seemed to read her mind, and as she stood he pulled her into a long hug.

James-"Now is no time for how, love. Ive been sent to give you a choice. But first.... I must tell you something--"

"You dont have to say anything... I choose to go with you."

James-"That's not an option.... not yet."

"Havent I been through ENOUGH?!" Haleigh asked angrily. She pulled away from him, and seemed to glow with fury, frustration. James let her go softly... He looked concerned. He was running out of time.

"Haleigh.... Darling.... you've lost your path. Where is the woman I fought beside? I've been watching over you... you're not happy.... you've lost your heart along the way. They say you're not supposed to die tonight. You're a part of something huge... something good. Wont it be nice to be a part of something good again?"

"Oh yeah.... nice." She said sarcastically. She turned her back, walking over to blank monitors, bathed in blue light. She folded her arms across her chest, instinctively protecting her heart. It felt like it was breaking again. "Because the last genuinely good thing i was a part of worked out so well. Who the hell are THEY?"

"Stop being so damn stubborn. They... the powers that be... Your destiny doesnt END here H.D. What that bastard Chandler was going on about.... its true. You're supposed to be something great.... but your body is dying. And while your soul is trapped here.... its fading into complete nonexistence. They can forse you back to consciousness... merge your soul and your body back into one... but you must accept your destiny... and help to save the city from the Citadle. Or you can reject it... and they will leave you here... to this bleak fate."

Haleigh leaned against a desk, pursing her lips, her arms still crossed. "Why cant I just come with you?"

"I dont have that kind of power... they just sent me to give you the message. Go back... do this. save the day again.... and find your way back home, to who you were before. We will be together again.... someday... when it is your time.... you can be happy... and free of regret. you CAN do this.... they wouldn't give you the choice to watch you fail. I'll be with you... every step of the way...."

Haleigh nodded.... she didnt guess she had much of a choice... and this... realm... was getting to her. She'd have the chance to right some wrongs.... and in the back of her mind... she desperately wanted to rub Alison's nose in it all. She ran her hands through her hair, as she hugged him once more, and watched him disappear. She sat back... the room seemed to dim.

Oh... Here we go again.She thought sarcastically.

In the gene splicer, Haleigh lay limply. She did APPEAR to be dead... and the only movement in the room was the machine.... The lights above flickered... the machine had already injected her with the TO virus... Her body was pale and mostly covered in blood, her lips blue. The splicer was powering up, its final cycle very taxing to the back up generator... The machine hummed loudly and seemed to shake with force... and the lights flickered violently before finally, with a small explosion, the generator went offline and the lights in the entire Citadle went out. The machine stopped suddenly.... and the room was silent. A single desk lamp ran on battery and was still on.

Haleigh emerged from a haze... opening her eyes... waking up to incredible pain. She looked at her hands, clamped down by the machine... as were her feet. The insides of her forearms were bruised and dotted with pinpricks of blood... places where the machine had inserted needles roughlys Strangely enough.... she'd stopped bleeding, even at her deeper cuts. She tried to move her arm, and was answered with pain, blooming into her shoulder. A kind reminder that it was dislocated. She pulled with her other hand, trying to pulled out of her restraints. She didn't think shed be capable of much... thick steel held her down tightly... But she still pulled... and suddenly... the restraint snapped, and clattered to the floor. Haleigh was astounded...How could she have done that? She had hardly tried with ALL her strength... and she could see where she had clearly broken the steel away from its base. She used her now free hand to pull on the other steel clamp. To her shock... It broke just as easily.

"What the hell?"

She winced as she sat up, clutching her shoulder. In one quick movement, she yanked it back into place, stifling a scream. She flexed her arm gently... and then bent forward to pull her ankle restraints off. Again... she broke 3 inch thick steel with little effort. she stood up... stumbling forward. She caught sight of herself in a wall of blank monitors and almost laughed. Her black suit was tattered and the sleeves were in shreds... Haleigh ran her hands through her red hair.. and walked over to a body in the corner... IM must have disposed of this zombie when they'd inhabited the room... This woman was young and wore a labcoat over plain clothes... she must have been in her early twenties... Haleigh peeled off her suit and traded for the girls clothes... a pair of black slacks and a red shirt that read "The BITCH is Back" on the front.... Haleigh pulled it on... it seemed suitable.

Haleigh pocketed the girl's access badge... and moved on. She nearly fell over the next body, which was partly hidden in the shadows. It was Cameron. Haleigh stood over him.... trying to make a decision. Could she really blame Cameron for doing the same thing she would have? Of course she could.... but she was feeling gratious... she knelt down beside him. he still had a pulse. He didn't seem to be conscious... should she leave him there? He deserved it.... but She'd never been one to leave anyone behind... she remebered what James had said. they were supposed to be a team... He didn't seem to be bleeding badly. She sighed... and picked him up by the collar of his suit. She dragged him behind her... he seemed to weigh nothing. She still wondered where this newfound strength came from... a gift? She didnt know... but she was more than happy to kick the door down. It clattered out into the hallway, and Haleigh drug Cam behind her and walked out into the dark hallway. There was still no light... but she didnt seem to have a problem seeing.... it was almost as if she had night vision... she saw everything in shades of blue according to heat... the floors were a dark navy... the lights overhead still hot, a very light blue...

"Interesting."

She said aloud, wandering down the hallway... looking for signs of her 'team'. could they be this far down yet? Where was Imagiomg and Adam? Were could she find some weapons? Her feet fell silent as she walked, just the sound of Cameron's legs and lower body dragging down the corridor. She was supposed to be a part of something great. Yeah.... save the day again... wonderful, just terrific. Nothing was ever easy for Haleigh. She couldn't even die easily. She turned the corner.
 
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