The Inferno Crisis: heart of darkness

[Spellbinder]

<<following a very awkward and intense meeting/reunion between members of the Six and Morgan's mother, Doctor Karen Victoria, the now larger group made its way to Morgan's luxury penthouse. it too was extremely cold and stagnant...almost as if it existed outside time as it were. It provided an eerie yet steady sanctuary from the madness that raged outside>>


meanwhile:

<<the demonic alter/plateau atop the now MONSTROUS and gothic empire state building. the clouds billow and emmit jagged bolts of black lightning...an evil fog hangs thick for MILES in all directions...as the city is transfixed in a demonic, magickal hell. demons have taken control everywhere...but thanks to efforts of The Six and their allies...human casualties WERE less than expected. Spellbinder fumed with agitation as she paced back and forther...her massive flowing cape stretching out behind her and casting a long shadow>>

CURSE THEM ALL...they have survived much farther than i thought. Ororo has guided them well. But no matter....I have reveled in random chaos long enough. the time has come to get SERIOUS!

<<thunder rolls and rumbles through the sky..even at that high an altitude...as the largest of demons stand at attention in a row along either side of the plateau, with Black at the head in front of the alter>>

<<abruptly turning around and pointing..her blonde, double highlighted hair flows upward in the winds like fluent shadows>>

Black...FIND them...and CRUSH THEM ALL! bring back the heart of Cameron and the HEAD of Haleigh...they will make the most memorable keepsakes fo those two repulsive insects. Do not stop until their bodies are BROKEN...as well as their SPIRITS! do WHATEVER YOU HAVE TO DO!

<< Spellbinder watched as Black bowed and disappeared in a blast of black lightning bolts..she then made her way to the alter...and raked her nails down the ancient stone carvings>>

the time has come...for me to reach back into the past...to bring forth the sacrificial lamb , the baby Cameron King!! whose innocent blood will bridge the path between earth and limbo...rendering the gates open PERMANENTLY and forever transforming this land into LIMBO. the EARTH will soon learn the power of dark magick...as my demons and i sweep across this nation..and DESTROY IT!

<< her depraved laughter was bolstered by the blasting thunder and howling winds...lightning bolts flared across the sky..and STRUCK the lightning rods high atop ILLUSTRA's roof...but no harm came to the building yet>>


by destroying the baby Cameron..not only will i have my revenge TWO FOLD in that his adult form will be lost...but his sister ERIKA will learn the error of her ways for DARING to cross me. Haleigh will be broken hearted..making it EASIER to take her apart piece by piece...I will have my revenge upon them ALL!!


<< while Black was closing in on The Six...Morgan herself teleported away...through time...to aquire her prey and bring him back to prepare him for his final hour>>

 

[Ororo]

Illustra- Morgan's penthouse

::inside the penthouse...Ororo looked around..taking in the surroundings. Alot of time had passed since HER time on earth with her X-men. Styles and trends had obviously changed, as had technology. Though she was far from naive and was possesed of intelligence and wisdom..she smiled slightly at the trappings of youth all around her. The pictures of Morgan and her celebrity friends: madonna, shannen doherty, demi moore, the rock and more all around; the stylish furniture and decor and the beautiful view provided the wall of "floor-to-ceiling" windows facing the east wall in the sitting room, dinning room and other rooms of the spacious loft::

::turning to see as the others all arrived in at last. Ororo shut the double doors behind them with a gentle gust of wind...and sealed it with her own warding spell...lest any stray creatures undetected in the building before somehow find their way up to this floor::

Ororo:in some ways..this splendid abode reminds me of my attic loft back at Xavier's mansion...such spacious expanse and a skylight. only i filled mine with more plants and flowers as I always prefered to be surrounded by nature. Morgan has certainly made a name and life for herself here.

:: While Alison and Karen were further away..looking at the rest of the group who were all at various points in the large sitting room::

I am glad to see you are all functioning more like a unit. The changes have taken root and definately become apparent. It is good that you have made it this far. But we still have more to do..and face. Karen is here to help, despite how she may feel about you all, that is her daughter out there, and she will put aside her personal feelings for the bigger picture....as we all will.

All you all in good health? are there any among you who are in need of healing?

::Ororo seemed a bit more warm toward them at this moment...but there was a hint of sadness in her voice as well. her solid white eyes looking at the young members of this group.::

 

[Prophet]

:: Cameron said nothing as Karen introduced herself to the group. He decided to actually take Alison's advice for once in his life and do nothing. Besides he knew Blaze was on edge so he would rather her take the brunt of their meeting than himself for he had been the brunt since the beginning of all of this anyway. He followed them to the Penthouse of Morgan Victoria as he heard the door shut gently behind him. He nodded at Ororo's statement. Even he could not deny how much it felt like Morgan was already gone. Like they were going into her penthouse to remember who she was, the people she loved and what she herself loved to do. ::

"She certainly was well connected.. I remember when I first came to New York to do business with the Parthenon Hotels.. Illustra was the first and foremost name that they told me, besides Morgan Victoria.. funny how things work out, eh?"

:: Prophet looked at one of the pictures on a stand of the entire group of the Six at the opening of one of Blaze's many clubs. That was such a fun night. It was probably one of the only where the entire group got along. Everyone was smiling and dancing and enjoying themselves. They all knew their boundaries and followed them with ease then. Then of course a few weeks later, Kelly King came into the picture and any of the slow connection they had been growing for one another was crushed. No not crushed but massacred. It was almost kind of tragic. As Ororo asked the group how they were, Cameron needed to speak with Ororo badly. He asked her ::

"I.. actually.. Ororo.. can I speak with you for a few moments in private? Is that okay?"

 

[Pathfinder]

< Erika was just literally taken aback by all of the events happening around her. Underground Intelligence Agencies was one thing. Erika had worked with many of them in her career as a Profiler and Criminal Psychologist, but underground express ways, Morgan's Mother, Impending Doom. This was just alot to take in. Erika was in fact very interested to meet Karen Victoria. Both were psychologists and had Dr. in the beginning of their name. They would at least be able to establish some connection based on that. As they began to reach the top levels of Illustra, Erika's heartbeat began to race. She hadn't been back to this place since the earliest of Morgan's erruptions. She had seen then the rage in Spellbinder's magick but hadn't gotten a chance to talk to her about it. If only she would have said something. Maybe things would have turned out differently. As Ororo and Karen appeared in front of the group, Erika was stopped dead in her tracks. So this was Karen? She was DEFINITELY Morgan's mother. Their expressions, facial features and hair were just the beginning. As she looked at how Karen was burning a hole through Blaze, Cameron and Haleigh, she stepped back a moment. Why was she so excited to meet a woman who hated her brother and the people she had come to know as friends? The thought was derailed when Alison actually referred to her as her sister. This was almost too much and Erika wanted to cry right then and there but she stopped herself and took a moment to introduce herself after they arrived inside Morgan's Penthouse. >

"Hello, Dr. Victoria.. I'm Dr. Erika King.. a Psychologist like yourself... I don't want to be all sappy or apathetic, I just want to let you know, that I am here to save your daughter, and I will do anything in my power to do so.. I hope you can trust in that..."

 

[Shadow Weaver]

a moment of civility

<< looking over the young Erika King, Karen's facial expression was less hostile for the moment. >>

Dr. King. << nodding to Erika as she shook her hand>>

I've seen your name on the registry of the National Board of Certified Counselors. But then again..any therapist, counselor or mental health professional of any speciality worth their salt gains admission to that registry before finishing their Master's program. <<looking over the young woman once more...and noting her obvious youth>> my...You must have pushed very quickly through grad and doctoral school.

<<Karen was a psychotherapist, she dealt with the most extreme cases involving patients with severe mental pathology. This was the specialization in mental health were only those with the strongest minds and most in depth knowledge dared enter. she'd worked with profilers in aiding police and other law enforcement agencies to catch the worst and most dangerous of criminals/serial killers and other sociopaths who endangered society. She also secretly used her magick to help rehibilitate some of herYOUNGER patients with severe mental pathology and set them back on the path to a normal, healthy life...that was in part what garnered her such a respected reputation in the ivy league of mental health professionals...not to mention her bewitching beauty. she catered to "high end" clients typically, charging extremely high fees but with her success rate...perspective patients from far and wide were willing to pay.>>

It isnt easy to act outside of oneself for the good of others. My daughter's personal hell has apparently been unleashed upon the city...whatever the cause ...i think it is a safe bet to say that all the help that we can get will be MUCH appreciated. I realize that this situation has drawn you in deep , but since you have apparently decided to remain and help thus far...allow me to thank you for your help and involvement.

 

[Harbinger]

the window of the penthouse

::Watching Ororo and Cameron have a converastion, Alison thought it a very unusual sight. Ororo never really approved of Cameron for many reasons, but she remained an example of graciousness and poise, even in the face of a situation like this. She was a huge inspiration for Alison herself. She owed Ororo her life more than once over for all the times she'd been saved, revived and restored from injuries that wouldve killed anyone else dead PERMANENTLY.::


::she looked over..and saw Blaze by the floor to ceiling panoramic windows that stretched along the entire east wall of the main rooms of the pent house. taking a few moments, Alison went over to Blaze...::

I think someone is happy to see us.

:: Pointing down...a nervous tinkerbell poked her head out from underneath the coffee table...and looked up with her deep blue eyes at Alison and Blaze::

the poor baby...she knows her mommy is "not here anymore" in more ways than one. she's scared..i think alot of us are. even I ..with my precognition...I cant say that I feel CONFIDENT about these last hours. I can "plot out" events...and see them with clarity but still there is nothing like LIVING them.

:: she remembered the anguish that Blaze felt when Alison mentioned Karen resenting her for being Christopher's daughter::

I know it hurts you to have Karen disapprove of your very existence. Its not YOUR fault that her husband was the way he was. You're a product of an extra marital affair...one of many that he apparently had. He obviously wasnt satisfied with her beauty or intelligence. He was a pig in every sense of the word and his damaging effects live on in Morgan..who HATES men. All of this is in part due to her hatred of Cameron...a man. A man who provoked her to no end. It can't be helped now...but I can tell you that Karen WILL come to "forgive you" in her own way...she will allow herself to look past the stigma of your father. She is a very rational, logical woman...but when it comes to her daughter and christopher..and all the hellish dynamics of her family...she is UNDERSTANDBLY unnerved. You are an extended part of that family dynamic...When this is all over...provided we go down the most probable time thread that i see, She and Morgan will talk...and things will be laid to rest. The opportunity for you to at least be civil with Karen will present itself. I suggest you open your heart to know when that moment is...and take it.


Alexis can certainly identify with you in this matter..just as she could with Morgan when it came to being fathered by a maniacal psycho path. It looks like Ororo was right all along...there are MANY common threads among us all..if we take the time to see them.

::Alison bent down and picked up the nervous Tinkerbell. craddling the siamese cat in her arms..as she held her close to her chest to let her beating heart calm Tink down a bit.::

 

[Ororo]

::noting the picture that Cameron spoke of. she looked at it carefully. it was a beautiful moment captured. the fact that Morgan even had it framed suggested that somewhere in her icy heart..she DID have some regard for the whole of her team. of the few large potted plants that were present, Ororo began to inspect one of them gently..the plant seemed to immediately respond to her gentle touch..as Ororo was the creator of one of the most splendid, lush gardens anyone in the Six had ever seen. ::

::she listened as Cameron addressed her. and finally, when he paused..and asked to speak to her with a somewhat earnest tone, she turned and looked at him. She was nearly as tall as he was..but he was FAR younger than she. In better times...she could have been a sort of maternal figure to him just as she was Morgan, Alison and in other times and spaces, Magik, Darkchilde and Morpheus.::

Yes, child, what is it?

::this was the first moment since the citadle that she had really addressed Cameron directly.::

 

[Prophet]

:: Prophet looked at Ororo with an intense gaze of honesty and vulnerability. He just didn't know what to do at this point. He was so confused. Cameron didn't know whether he was going to live or die but he had to tell someone what he had seen. He needed some form of advice if any to make this go by a little easier ::

"Ororo...While I was telepathically talking to Blaze, my psychic sense grabbed hold of a memory from Blaze. It was Alison, showing the death of both Haleigh and myself.. I saw Morgan come back from the past with my child version. I saw her throw me into the air and zap me with an Eldritch Bolt. My blood is going to seal the gap between Limbo and Earth.. This is going to be all my fault, and I know you probably have no sympathy for me Ororo.. but I don't want to die.. I just reconnected with my family. I found my sisters, I saw my Father when I was embraced into the bloodline.. So much is going for me right now.. I don't want my relationship with Morgan to end the lives of so many people.. I don't know what I should do.. Should I just leave the Six? Should I never come back? I would have said something earlier but I was afraid I would explode.. What am I supposed to do? I just feel so... Lost..."

:: Ororo and Prophet were away from others viewing eyes when Cameron's head fell into his hands and he began to cry. And it wasn't just some light tears. He was afraid of death and had been his whole life, and now it seemed more imminent than ever that nobody was going to save him. That all of his time with the Six would mean nothing. Was he really such a horrible person that nobody would be able to forgive him? Did Cameron really have no soul? This was definitely a side of Prophet that Ororo was not expecting to see and she would definitely be taken aback. He wasn't looking for sympathy, or someone to tell him everything was going to be alright. He knew it wasn't going to be, he just wanted a hint of something. He wanted advice. He would have gone to Erika but if she knew what was going to happen to him, then she most certainly would have lost control. He was turning to the most unlikely person for "guidance" and it was definitely not easy, but he had to do something. ::

 

[Ororo]

::Ororo looked at the young man..as he began to weep. She remained silent. Her own maternal instincts of course had been touched by this moment of vulnerability and emotion from Cameron..but at the same time, she remembered him and all that he had been UP to this point.::

::she could hardly pass FINAL judgement on him, for she too had gone down dark paths in her life. from the first time she violated her own oath not to kill another human being to the moment where she turned to dark magicks to help protect herself, shadowcat and a young Magik from the wrath of Belasco. She knew that life was never set in stone and that we never made the right choices EVERY time. For the first time since meeting Cameron..she felt SYMPATHY. She had already KNOWN about Morgan's plot, Alison had told her this when she deviated from the group while they were on the west coast...but she too knew that if Erika had found out, she would have become a danger to the success of this caper as well as herself...for Morgan would have eaten her for breakfast in a magickal fire fight. SO MUCH was riding on their success..including Cameron's life and although Ororo was less than confident in him as a man of high character, she saw before her a young man who as genuinely scared for his life....and he was asking for her guidance in his own darkest hour::

Cameron King....

::gently lifting his face out of his hands with her own hand...and waving her hand in front of it as a very small cloud burst forms over his face...the gentle flowing rain mist and breeze sweeps away the tears and cools his eyes and refresh his face...and serves to calm him::


from the moment that I first laid eyes on you..i was never confident of the content of your character. But despite my personal misgivings...you are a young man, who ULTIMATELY deserves a chance to live a better life. the foundation has certainly been laid for it. I lost my beloved X-men years ago to Belasco and the hordes of Limbo. Without going into endless detail...I stand before you here now so that I may help PREVENT a revisiting of the tragedy that befell my X-men all those years ago. Your LEAVING would not correct or change anything, as Morgan would find you and surely finish what she started in Limbo when she attacked you. It is better that you remain here with this group...your team, your sisters..and even Karen and myself. We will do everything within our power to see you and EVERYONE ELSE live through this nightmare....so that you all may live your lives as you were meant to and continue to grow...and when this is over...REMEMBER this moment right now...and never allow yourself to revert back to that which you were before. THIS my child is the dawn of a new level of awarness of yourself...your actions and how they affect others.


::Cameron didnt know Ororo's history...how she came to be the powerful, immortally beautiful sorceress that stood before him and all the heartache, sorrow and tragedy that catalyzed her to embrace sorcerey. He didnt know the price she had paid..and how even if she wanted to, she could never return to earth to resume the life that she once lead all those years ago..for her family, the X-men...had died she was the last to survive and though she had her revenge against Belasco and won her soul back...she was still ultimately ALONE...just like DARKCHILDE , one of Morgan's counterparts. So this night certainly meant something to her as much as it did anyone else...and despite her personal misgivings about Cameron..she would not simply stand by and allow him to be butchered.

 

[Foxfire]

Illustra -- Morgan's penthouse

** Dreadful and morose, Blaze's mind raced with wild thoughts about seeing Karen Victoria. The Mutant would highly avoid her at all costs to preserve the peace around her. Things within the group were flowing nicely, it was odd how a tragedy brought such diverse people together, just as they had back in the Citadel. Alexis did the unthinkable, she comforted Blaze, pulling her by the arm to speak privately. Her eyes slide up onto the Meta Human, respectfully listening to her advice. **

"Its good to know that I'm not alone in this..."

** So much vulnerability escaped Foxfire with those short words. Pain and agony lashed out at her troubled soul but like that of a solider, she kept GOING! Perhaps it was her family background that made her so stubborn and pig headed. She mouthed a thank you to Alexis who released her arm. However, that small ounce of comfort faded when Karen Victoria appeared, and she had heard the last sentence Blaze spoke off. Blaze looked down in shame at the cold wintery voice of Karen, who addressed the others. Swallowing the large lump within her throat, Blaze allowed the others to walk ahead. Foxfire stayed all the way in the back, the last member of the group to enter Morgan's posh penthouse. She shivered at the cold and stuffy air here. She could even see her own breath through the air. Quickly, she avoided everyone again, moving over to the windows. Noticing a small framed picture of herself and Morgan, Blaze picked it up. Biting down on her quivering lower lip, she ran the palm of her hand over it. She felt the need to cry but contained the emotion, but she felt her eyes gaining warmth. Blinking away the tears, she tightly pulled the frame to her chest, hugging it tightly, like it was the last possession on earth. **

** Her eyes peered out the windows, knowing Morgan was out there plotting against the team and who knew what else. A feminine voice entered her senses, it was Alison. Turning to look at Guardian, she sniffled to herself. She lightly tried to "smile" but only a small portion of her lips curved. Even such a small exercise as smiling was hurting Blaze. Listening to Alison's words, she felt a pint of clarity and more comfort. In time Karen would give the Mutant a chance, probably when she got her daughter back. Putting the frame back down on the table in front of the couch. She then noticed Tinkerbell whose eyes revealed her fright and uncertainty, just the way Blaze felt. **

"Thank you Alison."

** It was the only thing Blaze could think of. Alison was comforting her again even explaining what the Seer saw. It meant a lot to the elemental, but that pain still surged through her. Right when Alison picked up Tinker, Blaze could feel intense anger, rage, and hatred. Her hand moved to swing around to catch her balance. The power was too much for Blaze, who felt Morgan's blood thirst. Collapsing down onto the carpet, she felt terrified. She was just glad she didn't have to see it unfold. The air in Morgan's penthouse dropped in degrees and Blaze was the first to feel its affects. **

"She's coming Alison....or her demons are coming."

** Blaze slowly climbed to her feet, sitting down the sofa instead to catch her breath. Wrapping her arms around her cold body, she became quiet again. Goosebumps were lined over Foxfire's arms with the tiny hairs erect. **

"She knows Ororo has aided us far, I feel her anger towards her....based on our rapport. Its intense and overwhelming....I've never felt anything like this....she's fuming at our success of working together as a team...she's making plans to see that's terminated."

 

[Persephone]

:: Seeing Karen appear, Alexis watched the woman closely...she wasn't sure how she registered on Karen's hate list, until the woman extended her hand out to Alexis and greeted her. Nodding, she took Karen's hand and shook it. ::

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Victoria."

:: Honestly, she didn't seem like a horrible woman...just a woman concerned for her child. Looking to Ororo hearing if anyone needed healing, Alexis stepped forward.....it was just a gash, a small little thing. But what worried the metahuman was the fact that one of Morgan's demons had inflicted it on her. Sliding the bloody ripped shirt that was tied around her wound, she showed it to Ororo. ::

"If you could.."

:: Parting her lips, the gash was pretty deep and seemed to change with color since the last time she saw it. But before Ororo could administer her healing powers, Cameron came up requesting Ororo's assistance. Lowing her arm, she shimmied the torn shirt back onto the gash, covering it up. ::

"Go speak with Cameron. He probably needs your help more then I."

:: Alexis knew Cameron was in a bind, along with Blaze and Haleigh. She was the only one who wasn't fully effected by this event...therefore her minor cut could wait until later. Others needed to be helped first--with more dire problems. Stepping off to the side, she made her way deeper into Morgan's penthouse, noticing the chilly temperature even greater now. Stepping into the kitchen, she headed straight for the sink, turning it on. Removing her torn shirt from the wound, she placed the tender wound under the running water, wincing slightly. Bits of skin and muscle ran into the drain, along with blood. Gently moving her thumb along the cut, cleaning it off a bit more, Alexis then shut the water off and immedtiatly grabed a paper towel dabbing her forearm dry. Tossing the used paper towel into the near by trash can, she noticed a clean dish towel hanging on Morgan's stove. Taking that, the meta human tied that around her wound which started bleeding once again. Alexis could of gone into the bathroom and gotten a better form of bandage, but she would rather stay with the group then head off by herself. It was the smartest move in this moment of time. After cleaning up her wound and putting a cleaner "bandage" on it, Alexis left the kitchen which overlooked the six in the livingroom. Crossing her arms, she leaned against the back of the sofa overlooking everyone in the room. the meta human waited patiently for the others. ::

 

[Shadow Weaver]

<< while talking with Erika Karen looked over at Alexis.>>

that looks like a nasty little wound there. I can also perform magick healing/curing.

<<Karen took a look at the wound before flicking her index finger at it. a small icy blue trail of sparkling energy hits the wound and spreads around it....nullifying any possible infection as the wound begins to heal very quickly and close up...leaving no marks or scars. there was a cooling sensation as well. this was the first demonstration of Karen's own powers...more would follow later.>>

contrary to what you might have heard this evening, I am a mother, and no good mother likes to see a child in pain or injured. My issues with some of the people here will not prevent me from doing everything i can to bring my daughter back and ensure the safety of the city.

 

[Persephone]

:: Looking up at Karen then back down to her arm, she felt her wound begin to heal. Removing the dish cloth from her arm, the gash was now healed. Lifting her blue eyes up to Karen, Alexis smiled softly to the woman. ::

"Thank you."

:: Karen reminded her a lot of her own mother, Monica. Or atleast, from the pictures AJ had shown her. And the fact that she was acting very motherly towards her made Alexis' conclusion about how much of a "bitch" Karen was going to be go out the window. Frankly, it was nice to be looked after for once instead of being the person to look after others. She never grew up with a mother figure...so Karen's kind act somewhat put a smile on Alexis' normally pouty lips. Removing the dish towel from her arm she placed it on the couch and re crossed her arms. These moments of tranquility were going to be short lived....Morgan was most likely on her way, and once she arrived, all hell would break loose. ::

 

[Harbinger]

a frightening view

::as Alison stroked Tinkerbell's little head...and the cat seemed to calm a bit...just as Blaze felt ill from the extreme chill of the penthouse, the scrying glass, far across the room in a den that lead off from the sitting room began to glow and pulsate::

the scrying glass is trying to show us something. lets go take a look!

::Guardian began to walk across the sitting room area along the panoramic window..her stilletto boots made no sound on the plush carpet as she passed from that room through door way into the den which actually served as Spell's area of consecration, the area where she conducted her private magickal affairs. the walls of the den bore the aspect of outerspace...with flowing zodiac charts that seemed to turn with the earth's own rotation...there were shelves filled with potions, orbs that contained mysterious objects and talismans...as well as the Darkhold, one of the most POWERFUL book of spells on the earth....shared among the trinity...it possesed the darkest, most violent spells that would make the average practicioner of magick faint of heart::

::the room was dimly lit by the bewitching glow of the scrying glass...an extremely large, smoothed faced mystic lens that was held by an ancient gothic stone talon structure....the face of the glass was now sparkling ..as images within the lens were flowing, flickering::

I think we are about to get the answers we are looking for as to just WHY this is happening...and what we might be able to do about it.

[OOC: IF you havent read this thread that im posting the link to, please do so when you read this post]

::as Guardian stepped the closest, followed by Karen...the glass began to form images...showing actual events as they took place. It also provided audio as well. They saw...Spellbinder sitting on the butte in the ocean back when they had arrived to Erika's. she appeared to be meditating as she sat in a pentagram of protection. the stormy winds and waters raged around her as her hear blew....and soon...Spellbinder's eyes began to flutter.. she was very tired and sleepy it seemed...and soon..she slowly lay down falling asleep right there..in the middle of the ocean..and THAT is when things became bizarre::

see the events as the scrying glass shows them HERE:
http://www.screen-gems.net/showthread.php?t=653



::everyone would watch..and see....each person reacting/responding in their own way as the images played out on the mystic lens::

 

[Prophet]

:: Prophet looked up at Ororo as she gave him the straight truth but wise advice. He wiped his eyes as he turned his head away. ::

"I will never forget this as long as I live, Ororo... But we need to move fast, I can't be worried about my own life right now when there are thousands of citizens being killed as we speak. We have to get to that Scrying Glass..."

:: Just as he mentioned it, Alison led them all over to the Scrying Glass as they saw Morgan meditating in her Silver Pentagram of Protection. As she seemingly passed out the group was taken inside her mind or wherever she seemed to be as she was greeted by Black himself. He watched with horror as Spellbinder was pretty much tempted into giving into her darkside by Black as he returned from her slumber completely rejuvenated and much younger looking. ::

"She gave into it willingly.. I don't see how much we can do to stop her at the moment. She would have to give up that dark part of her willingly and right now I don't think she would do that?"

:: Everyone seemed to be cloaked in silence as they watched the images of her being taken to the palace by Black and questioned about her actions on Earth. None of this made any sense at all. Why did she go there and why was Black seeming to have been waiting for her return?::

 

[Ororo]

::Ororo watched the events of that most bizarre dream unfold...she was deeply saddened by Spellbinder's choice...and watched with grim feeling as the events played themselves out::

Ororo: Fascinating....apparently her hatred of Cameron and Haleigh created a need for power. Power that was already her's via Limbo by birthright. This was no dream...she fell into a disc while she slumbered, and encountered Black in Limbo...who apparently now is HER right hand demon. He merely acted as a PUSH for her to embrace her darkest desire....to leg go of all self control and destroy Haleigh and Cameron...along with the city. But one thing is also clear, she needed a REASON to let go...up until this episode in her "astral nightmare", her core being..kept her in check, not allowing her to kill them outright even in times past when she lashed out at them. But now, there are no restraints. That is why she was able to obliterate Haleigh and tear Cameron's skeleton from his body. NOW she will plummet to any depths necessary to accomplish her goal

This is the WORST case scenario...of the three in the dark trinity..Morgan is the most bitter and vengefull. Magik is on the side of good. Darkchilde is evil/neutral... but Morgan...is completely given over to her black heart of darkness.

 

[Shadow Weaver]

<< Karen watched with disbelief...her eyes widening at the bizarre sight of her daughter as a mannequin...before being shaped and tempered into the killing machine she is now...along with BLACK appearing to be alive and well..but presenting himself in a different form. watching as he led her deeper into darkness before finally catalyzing her transformation.>>


my baby....<< she closed her eyes tightly...she was very distraught at what she saw>> .....what could the two of you have done to drive her into the arms of a DEMON!? and not just ANY demon...the demon who brutalized her and nearly killed her TWICE.

<<she screamed at Haleigh and Cameron>> Why do you two seem to be a common demoniator through this WHOLE nightmare?

 

[Harbinger]

::seeing herself appear in this pecuilar "astral nightmare", Guardian clenched her fist. she was angry at HERSELF for having NOT helped the mannequin form of Morgan...she didnt know how or WHY she had been there....but now she was furious at herself::

curses! I was THERE...and yet...i didnt help her. But i dont understand HOW...when this happened..i couldnt sense Morgan in ANY thread of time...past or present. all i could see was what was yet to come. it was as if she completely disappeared from this time and space all together......

::Alison felt a sense of loss. She had always been there for Morgan..from the time they first met...and through the time when Morgan mourned Blaze's death....but now..it appeared she had let her beloved best friend down in the worst way. She heard the anguish in Karen's voice...and IMMEDIATELY she too felt a flash of bitterness towards Cameron and Haleigh. THEY were the reason Morgan left the group in the first place, CAMERON wanted to see her ruined in the worst way...and NO ONE but Blaze heeded Alison's repeated warnings...until it was too late::

::she gritted her teeth with annoyance...but closed her eyes and shook her head::

::thinking:: Am i to blame just as much as THEY are? How could i be...i couldnt tell where she was for this space of time..i had no way of knowing...but THEY...THEY continually provoked her and pushed her to this point......this is THEIR FAULT! NO..we cant do this now..we CANT start pointing fingers...time is of the essence and ......and we HAVE to stay together...its the only way we'll make it through!

...Karen...i think...That is why Ororo has been so disappointed in us, The Six. Haleigh and Cameron did provoke her and goad her yes..but while we were out on the west coast at Erika's, for about an hour...or two, i couldnt detect Morgan ANYWHERE in any time or space past or present...all i could see was her future..OUR future. I tried to tell everyone..but people thought i was just using my precognition to lord over them. The only people who really KNEW what was coming besides myself were Blaze and Ororo. I think we ALL failed to see what was coming....

I ...I......just cant believe that Black is back. he nearly killed Morgan, Alexis and Myself at MysTech's Citadle....if Ororo hadnt arrived....we'd be dead now. How are we supposed to stop him NOW that he is working WITH Morgan?!

::Alison's own anguish became apparent.....the scene from the scrying glass was VERY shocking...and it was understandable that those closest to Morgan would be upset by what they had just seen and learned. For Guardian..one of the most hard and stoic of the group to began to react like this...was ANOTHER first.::

 

[Prophet]

:: Cameron watched as Karen understandingly exploded upon Haleigh and Cameron. He wanted so much to explode right back at her, but he remembered what his sisters had warned him about. He promised he wouldn't provoke anyone. Instead he tried to calmy explain his stand on the situation. His blood was boiling but he maintained composure ::

"Karen.. I am not going to make excuses. I, myself am in large part responsible for this, but had I known something like this would happen.. I never would have done those things... I know that is not very comforting.. it's the truth.."

:: He knew that Karen would probably still be very upset but he was trying to derail the conversation before it got too heated as they would still need to get to Morgan and figure out the best plan of action on what to do. There was still a city load of people to protect as well as Morgan herself. ::

"But any of us arguing now, will not help Morgan or the City.. We need to figure out our best plan of action..."

:: Thinking about Black ::

"Well, Spellbinder had to rely on her stepping discs, flight and super strength to defeat him. He was an entity of energy right? We need to think along those lines..We will have to do the same. Haleigh is the only person here that is remotely close to Morgan's strength. As for defeating him, I am not sure how..."

:: Taking the Siege Perilous out of his pocket ::

"I still have this, if you think we should notice, though from the looks of things now, it didn't do any good in the first place..."

:: Cameron handed the Perilous to Alison and put it in her hand. This was hers and it belonged to her. She let him use it to destroy their mother, but Alison would be the sole decision maker on this one ::

 

[Pathfinder]

< As Erika watched the events through the Scrying Glass she began to think of her own future. Would this be the path that she would eventually go down? Her sister perhaps? Magick was such a powerful and addicting thing. Some people just weren't able to go without their fix. They were the types that used magick to close their doors and do their hair. They never got quite high enough. This is what Erika had thought of what happened to Morgan. She had been with magick for so long. She was so powerful. If you took that away, perhaps she would be able to come down from her darkness. She ignored the small argument between Karen and Cameron as she continued. >

"Well.. I am thinking that probably the only way to stop Morgan would be to bind her powers in some kind of way, temporarily. She is giving into the power. It is like an addiction, the more she creates, the more powerful she feels.. We have to purge her system of magick and slowly recourse it back into her body..."

< She continued to watch the Scrying Glass as she turned to Karen Victoria who was obviously still upset about what she had seen in the Glass, which was understandable. But the Six couldn't afford a single argument. She had seen what happened to the group when they argued time and time again in her own estate in California. Somebody had to stop this from worsening. >

"Listen.. I know we all have mixed feelings about this, but we can't afford to come apart at the seems in the most important part of this whole thing. We have to stick together."