The start of something...unusual

[MorningStar]

The Pinch, East Village to Illustra - 99th Floor

[ Delilah was on her way back to the bar for a refill when she received Alison's call. Throwing back the last of the beer in her pint, she set the glass on the bar as she passed and moved directly to the door. Hailing a taxi and asking the driver to take her to Illustra, she wondered what could be so important at this time of night. But she wasn't really worried about it - she was ready for a fight.

She exited the taxi in front of Illustra, handing the driver a few bills, and entered the building. She took the elevator up to the Security Floor, and walked casually into the war room, where Morgan, Alison and Nicolas waited. ]

"What's up guys? Why the late night bat signal?"

 

[Rampage]

The War Room

As Nicolas followed The Ladies out of the room, he noticed a change in Alison also. She was in a near-dominatrix outfit beckoning to him.

Was he seeing things? he knew there was an attraction of sorts, but he did not expect this type of acting out. Or did they even know? There was none of the smirking afterwards that he would expect from them. One thing he knew: Talking to Alison was out of the question, as she seemed to be involved in whatever was going on. He would watch and wait , maybe it was an aberration.....

In the War Room, Nicolas sat at his console as Morgan read about the problems that Ava was having. As she spoke of what to do, Nicolas unpacked his personal supercomputer and projected his proposal to the rest of the team.

"Morgan, Alison. I was aware of some of the bad issues with Cassadine Enterprises. I had prepared a joint project that would inject capital into the company and distract her disgruntled workers by giving them something to do other than bitch. As for the press, I have some sympathetic media friends that may be able to help a bit. But there does seem to be a concerted effort here. It is much worse than I had imagined."

Nicolas nodded as he received his instructions to retain passive contact with Ava. He "found" her and used the people's minds around her to keep up with her as she went along. The trip went quite well and she got home safely. He saw (thanks to the maid) the episode of the madman proclaiming the end of the world and detected Ava's rising trepidation. He "saw" with her the agitated waters and her exclamation. Nicolas nodded as Delilah came into the room and spoke to them all.

"Ladies, we may have a problem here. I think that Ava may need us. Could you get us to the coordinates I give you, Morgan?"

Nicolas stood and quickly pulled out his walking cane as it extended into a lance, his clothing changing to a chest-baring battlesuit.

 

[Black Widow]

Haleigh giggled, as Zach reminisced about the first time they met. They sat side by side in a booth, and held hands as they ate and talked.... it was a nice moment, soon to be interrupted. Haleigh sat up straight, her brow furrowing and her eyes going out of focus. Zach sighed and asked the waiter for the check.

Back in the War Room, those already there would notice that Haleigh's terminal immediately came to life, and began scanning through some of the same things they were looking at on their own computers. After kissing Zach godbye and finding a suitable place to make her getaway, Haleigh appeared in the War Room alongside her comrades, looking like a night out on the town in a little black dress. She looked round the group, taking note that they were preparing to go, and began to pull off her dress. Upon seeing Nicolas' topless look, she smirked and couldn't help but comment.

"Hmm... I half expected to see a 'S'."

She said, suiting up in her own Battle Dress Uniform, completely unabashed at changing in front of them. "Ah... I see Ava got a heaping helping of the vultures of American culture... those we affectionately call 'paparazzi.' Oh... bad ACTUAL press attention as well. I suppose she should have expected as much.... her father built that empire with the financial help of Mystech... and it's been well documented that you were against Mystech and everything it represented, Morgan. that'll have rubbed some business partners the wrong way. Of course... but I've always let Ava take care of her own business, ESPECIALLY if she didn't ASK for my help.... anybody want to brief me on why exactly we're tagging along looking capable of raising Hell?"

She had a neutral curiousity about her, as she took out her earrings and pulled on gloves, then sat down to lace up leather steel-toed combat boots.

 

[Spellbinder]

Illustra- security floor

<< resting her chin on her folded hands, Morgan watched Nicolas, who had taken to removing his shirt.>>

you like to dangle meat in front of a ravenous shark...don't you Nicolas.

<< she said softly to herself amid the hum of "power" from the computers and other equipment in the room.>>

be carefull my dear...I may devour you ....AND your soul.

<< she wasn't even AWARE that she once again had this faint, flickering "darkchilde" countenance about her as she said this...but she SNAPPED back to herself as Nicolas spoke.>>

But wouldnt they be reluctant to receive any offers from you..because your connected to Illustra as WELL? I think you're right..i think there's a deeper reason for this sudden shift in attitudes towards Ava and her company....

<< Morgan wondered as she listened to his idea.>>

I didnt want this to HURT or HARM Ava or her company. She came to me with the proposal...saying she wanted to take the company in a NEW direction and it's connection with Mystech would die along with "her" father, Stavros.

<< at this moment, the spot at the conference table that belonged to Haleigh began to "come to life" as Delilah and Haleigh walked in. Haleigh, no doubt was using her power over technology to "warm up" her station. watching as Alison acknowledged them first, Morgan nodded as well.>>

Ava has been having trouble. But it appears that there's MORE to it than bad press and corporate unrest. Alison has forseen a grave threat to Ava...one that comes in the form of a woman who channels the power...of HECATE.


<< Morgan said this with a grim tone. it clearly BOTHERED her that someone ELSE on this planet could even claim to tap into the legacy of Hecate and yet neither she NOR Alison had felt her until now? Nicolas expressed Persephone's agitation at the sight of the oddly coloured moon and weather patterns and asked if SHE could get them there via disc>>

that wont be a problem....not anymore.

<< she said, with a hint of bitterness in her voice as she remembered the Supreme Pontiff and that whole hellish experience. standing up, winds whistled as thunder cracked...a chime sounds off as Morgan is now in her own unholy, demonic yet erotic "inferno" costume.>>

 

[Harbinger]

Illustra- the war room

:: Alison moved around the nucleus of the War Room. checking feeds here, touching screen's there. she seemed very comfortable operating this cutting edge equipment. She made no mention of her "appearence" to Nicolas in the arena at all. and as Morgan again displayed an almost "PRIMAL" reaction toward Nicolas, Alison again seemed not to notice.::


:: as Nicolas responded to Morgan's fuming with an idea that in theory WOULD have been just the cure for the unrest in Cassadine Corp, Alison shook her head to the negative even as Morgan spoke.::

If ANOTHER "outside" force tried to step in to help Ava with Cassadine Corp, it would make it appear that she's lost control of her own company and that she really IS incapable of carrying the legacy that her father built. Not to say that it ISNT a good idea, Nicolas but i think you're on to something BETTER when you question WHY this is all happening like this.

<< Delilah arrived and Haleigh's terminal at the conference table activated, signaling that she must be nearing the entry as well.>>

hello. i'm sorry to interrupt your evening...but we have something that's developing. we figured we'd get into the loop NOW so that we can be ready for things before they come to us.

:: it was clear that the Seer was BACK in full effect now, post "nightmare" caper.::

When we finalized the deals [Illustra Inc., Cassadine Corp, King Industries etc] and first announced them, remember the POSITIVE reaction, the EXCITMENT it caused both on wall street and in the fashion world? what's changed in the span of a week? outside of the "nightmare" we experienced at the parthenon, Alycia has made sure that the Six has no longer been under such scrutiny or the subject of public gossip.

:: as Haleigh spoke, Alison nodded.::

SOME negative press was to be expected against Morgan AND Ava...but with the stock boost, that would have been easy enough to ignore but what we see happening is something FAR more "frenzied" almost. look at some of the reports

:: pointing to the ones Morgan had read::

this stuff almost seems TOO personal for it to be merely "journalism" or even TABLOID journalism.

:: turning to a large screen over the main counsel of the control room floor, Alison gestured.::

there IS something...SOMEONE behind this and its NO accident or "surprise necessity" that has lured Persephone to Greece of all places. The Weather reports indicate a sudden and ALARMING change in the weather patterns around the coast of Greece where Persephone is staying.

::the screen revealed the agitated waters around the seas and the churning night sky. there's an island, a LARGE island off the coast of greece with a large ,beautiful, elegant greek temple that seems enshrouded in Shadow::

behold the "Isle of Aerie" it lies in plain sight, yet it is never seen. the woman that i see....SHE lives here....and she channels the power of Hecate. She exerts control over the greek shipping merchants and other business owners nearby who are tributaries of Cassadine Corp and it is through HER influence that the tide changes AGAINST Ava.

Hecate...the power of the red moon...

:: she remembered Morgan casually mentioning it during the LAST time in Greece..and suddenly it became GLARINGLY apparent to her that THIS is what was coming.::

Persephone IS in TERRIBLE danger.

:: snapping her fingers, in a swirling flurry of glowing blue/black orbs she was now in her body contouring leather outfit complete with high heeled boots and gloves. she was not wearing her blue/black hair in her "trademark" bun that she was once known for...instead she let it rest down at her shoulders.::

 

[Rampage]

The War Room

Nicolas smiled as Haleigh entered, stunning as usual in a black dress. He shook his head at her comment then took a moment to appreciate the sight of his teammate changing , keeping a poker face as he did so. But he did take the time to comment telepathically...

No "S" here. But I DO see an "A, S, S". Seriously Hales, it's been a while for me and I swear, if I see you one more time sans clothing, I may have to send you back home slightly used, as it were. No harm done, just a little somethin' somethin' between teammates.

Nicolas continued to prepare as if he had said nothing.

 

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah scanned the articles that Alison had given to her. The others were right - something was off. ]

"These almost seem like plants - like someone is paying off somebody to creative negative press for those connected to Ava."

[ She listened to Alison further, her lips pursed in concentration. ]

"Could the change in weather be due to Persephone's arrival itself?"

[ Alison revealed that Ava was in danger, and Delilah was suddenly afraid for her. She noted how strange that felt, since she had still viewed Persephone as an outsider to the team, not really a part of things. But now, she found she actually cared about her safety. ]

"Should we get a message to her somehow? Warn her that she's in trouble? Otherwise, we need to get there now. She shouldn't have to face whatever is going on"

[ She made a motion with her hand ]

"alone."

 

[Persephone]

Greece

:: Lifting her eyes from the rough ocean to the dark sky, the brilliant stars that once shined brightly were now gone. The stark white moon only sat in the sky with what looked like trickles of red slowly flooding the white mass from the top. It was true...the red moon was coming. ::

:: Pushing away from the balcony railing, Persephone turned to head back into the villa. Taken by surprise, one of the maids violently lunged forward with a stake knife held high in the air. Back peddling, Persephone grabbed the woman's wrist to prevent the knife from inching closer to her. With her back pressed against the railing of the balcony, the maid growled in contempt pushing more of her weight into Persephone. With the knife dangerously close to the goddess throat, she finally twisted her maids wrist, breaking it cleanly. Pushing her back, Persephone forcefully back handed her, sending her flying into the stone wall before she landed in an unconscious heap on the floor. Looking down at her maid, Ava had known her for years. Since she was a little girl. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt her, but it was for her own good. She was not in her right mind set....and Persephone had a pretty damn good feeling as to why. ::

:: The winds had picked up even more at this point. Blowing not from one direction, but from numerous directions. The waters below crashed onto the shoreline and thunder cracked in the air. Pushing through the doors into her livingroom, she was startled at the sight of a pool of blood around her other maid. Many stab wounds in her chest and head. It was already starting...::

 

[Harbinger]

Illustra- The War Room

:: Alison looked at Delilah as the others continued to prepare themselves.::

even as we speak, Persephone has begun to experience the beginning of the violence and chaos that is associated with the legendary and terrifying "red moon". it will only get worse and it will spread from the coastlines of Greece through the country side.

But there's something else....Persephone will seek the counsel of another woman who is as much of a temporal anomoly to this timeline as PERSEPHONE is. The woman is hard to get a fix on even with my precognition but for the immediate moment, Presephone is going to be okay. We must not take long getting there though. We will not only be there to assist HER but to help do damage control as violence and mayhem erupt all over the area in Greece.

There is a great spirit of VENGEANCE that drives this force....but until we arrive, I cannot say more on that.

Morgan can teleport us but be prepared, there will be a SURGE in violence all around us where we arrive. Be ready to assist victims and CONTAIN those who are bewitched by the dawning red moon.

 

[Black Widow]

Haleigh, though she didn't show it, could feel Nicolas watching her... she wasn't bothered. She zipped up the front part of her suit and sat down at her station, leaning back in her chair and crossing her legs at the knee as she turned her eyes in him and gave him a sly, almost pleased smirk.

Hmm... you know, its too bad, King.... too bad. I think I would have had a lot of fun with a young man like you. So passionate.... vibrant... and solicitous. So many things to teach you.... ah well... I reckon that's Morgan's pleasure to be had now. Guess I'll have to settle for teaching an old dog like Zach new tricks.

She thought, with a wink. Alison gave them further information and suggested they depart immediately. Haleigh eyed the screen as it portrayed the change in weather over in Greece... and the moon, as it began to change to red.

"Blood on the moon...." She said, almost inaudibly, and to herself. Then, tossing her hair and speaking up: "some people believe its an omen of great danger to befall them... makes 'em kinda squirrelly. Guardian's right... it's about time we went to her aide.... and we should be prepared for ANYTHING."

 

[Spellbinder]

Illustra- war room

<< as Spellbinder looked herself over in her "inferno" costume, she noticed that Nicolas had been staring at her and Alison in a rather odd way. he was always one to enjoy LOOKING at the women of the six but something about these looks were unusual. She noticed him watching Haleigh, not that it bothered her. after all, everyone in the room was beautifull to behold and so who WOULDNT look at one or more of them?>>

Nicolas, if YOU dont put some clothes on...i may have to punish you for being the naughty boy that you are.

<< and again...the flickering "darkchilde" aspect forms around her as she grins demonically at him and only HE can see and hear this next part.>>

and i must warn you...i play ROUGH.

<< she herself had random "day dream" flashes even while they were in the war room....as she saw herself leaping upon Nicolas and devouring him as only a black widow could :fdevil: so young, so strong, so full of passion...and yet he knew how to respect and treat women. could it get any BETTER? but Morgan would not allow herself to be given over to him easily...not without EFFORT and even a "trial by fire" perhaps.>>

<< Little did she know that the red moon had surprises for them ALL that would reach them to their core and SHE might find herself (and her demonic flirtations as of late) addressing her growing attracting for Nicolas in a most shocking way.>>

the stories of the red moon...they revolved around a "witch on the island". the one that Alison just showed on the screen. the red moon was supposed to be the time when Hecate's deep seated desire for REVENGE both against the gods of olympus and the mortals who worshipped them came out in full force. She HATED Hera....and it was Hera who tried her best to drive a wedge between Hecate and the other gods on Mt. Olympus so she found herself hanging out in the underworld with Hades and Persephone...if only to keep herself from killing Hera outright.

<< Morgan knew that this was considered to be just MYTHOLOGY To most...even super powered beings, but she also knew that there were many things of this world that were all too real despite being considered myth. just as Alison said..."in plain sight, yet never seen.">>

it happens in cycles..hundreds of years apart. and everytime...its supposed to be a reminder of the bitterness and vengeance that filled Hecate's heart.

<< pointing to the changing moon on the screen>>

and yet...its effects..and the chaos it causes are rarely felt in this hemisphere.

<< maybe not by humans or most mutants...but it was CERTAINLY felt by WITCHES...especially those who descended from Hecate's bloodline directly! Morgan seemed not too "concerned" about the overall scope of things...just about getting to Persephone and she was CERTAINLY not bothering to restrain herself or her demonic flirtations to Nicolas. Almost DARING him to taste the "poison apple".>>

<< it was time to go, the team was all ready and Morgan looked Nicolas up and down before haughtily brushing past him, purposefully slapping his chest with the back of her hand as she waved dismissively.>>

everyone ready?

 

[Harbinger]

Illustra- War Room

::Guardian felt a bit warm...she was fanning herself as Spellbinder spoke. the red moon....even as it was beginning to change seemed to slightly transfix her cobalt blue eyes as she saw images of the past...flashes of violence, chaos...and the feeling of EUPHORIA from it. Hecate's SOUL rejoiced as the men and their descendants who once paid homage to these arrogant, self righteous gods now SUFFERED. and though it was not clear whether or not ALISON was a direct descendant of Hecate, she could EMPATHIZE with how the woman must have felt. that was how SHE felt toward Haleigh and Cameron a year ago and she had NO problems repeatedly trying to maim or kill them as the result.::

:: despite how far she'd come since then, this night...despite the obvious danger to Persephone and to Greece and not yet knowing just WHAT terrible scenario the red moon would usher in, Alison found herself almost...LOOKING FORWARD to it!?::

:: as Morgan asked if they were ready, she quickly turned to Nicolas. her cobalt blue eyes glowing and her hair seemed longer , and flowing like shadow tendrills. it happened again....the demonic overture that only HE could see.::

yes, i'm ready...have my way with YOU!

:: she pointed at Nicolas with a whip. but as suddenly as that happened. its OVER. Alison, seemingly unaware of what she's done is now standing near Morgan, who has just haughtily slapped Nicolas on the chest.::

Ready when you are, Spellbinder

:: she fidgeted in her body contouring armour.::

is anyone else feeling...warm?

:: she said with a low tone. it was OBVIOUS that she too was being touched by the red moon's legendary effects. but trying to conceal it. she cast a look over to Morgan, who was ALREADY looking at her. they BOTH wanted to rush off and wild out together in the streets of greece, tearing at the hearts of men...tearing OUT there hearts. they wanted to carry Nicolas off and devour him on a physical and spiritual level.::


:: they KNEW what was happening, but they didnt CARE!::

 

[Seer]

and so....

<< the situation becomes even more interesting...perhaps dangerous now as Spellbinder and Guardian feel themselves losing their inhibitions...Nicolas would do well to take care. One super powered witch is one thing..but TWO is quite another, not to mention all the OTHER women in his company. But the RED MOON doesnt just effect witches...as they will soon find out in Greece. Already its effects have begun to show themselves in the form of "demonic overtures" from Morgan and Alison...but they wouldnt be there if NICOLAS didnt WANT them to be there. oh yes, the red moon reveals MANY things.>>

<< Delilah will perhaps be the much needed beacon of light but with her recent personality changes, she may find herself all too willing to revel in her new found freedom as well. Even HALEIGH, though she may want to hid behind her hybrid nature, will find that the red moon touches HER as well.>>

<< the team gathered around Morgan, seemed to be preoccupied with her own increasingly wicked thoughts while Alison shifted and tried to HIDE her own brimming desire to "act out". Delilah and Haleigh may not have been able to see the demonic overtures from Morgan and Alison toward Nicolas, but they COULD see the two woman's subtle changes. this wasnt like the coming of the Inferno...it was more similar to what happened on Haleigh's yacht. >>

<< in the twinkling of the sorceress' eye, they teleport from New York city, to the country side of Greece. it's night time there, the weather is RAGING...and there are sounds of chaos and panic everywhere as sirens wail, people scream and fires BURN. the red moon is OUT.>>

<< it's only just beginning>>

<< the team finds themselves SURROUNDED by people gone wild. robbing, sexual assault, vandalism...its ALL happening to a most savage degree. they cannot ignore what's happening...they MUST help where they can before they reach Persephone. >>

MEANWHILE

<< Persephone knows all too well what's coming. She knows that the "legend" that Morgan and Alison spoke of is REAL. Hecate's revenge comes in cycles and it NEVER lessens in its fury with the passage of time and the red moon brings MORE with it than violence and dischord. it brings terrifying creatures, carnage and worse. there's someone in particular who DRIVES the fear that follows the red moon and Persephone can almost FEEL her closing in.>>

<< leaving her luxury estate, Persephone hopes to find the one woman who might be able to help her in this time of uncertainty. But is she HERE..in THIS timeline? its been SO LONG...Persephone might not even recognize her if she were here. It's a longshot, but the goddess has no choice. She did not readily ask the Six for HELP and at the MOMENT she believes she is on her own.>>

<< as she leaves her domain however, she finds herself being followed...HUNTED. eyes in the shadows all around, every corner that she turns. she feels she's being HERDED almost until finally she finds herself in a dead end alley and is confronted by a MASSIVE GIANT centaur with a torso that features a spectacular physique and a small army of half human/animal creatures. their eyes glowing as red as the moon as they leer at her with a bloodthirsty glint.>>

centaur: YOU are a FOOL to venture out under this moon! you are ALONE and without your full power...you will FALL before our Mistress' might. NONE will stand in her way!


<< at his roaring command, the BESTIAMORPHS, yet another myth that is all too real, attack Persephone with raw, animal, DEMONIC zeal. Beating, clawing, attacking without remorse!>>

 

[MorningStar]

Illustra to Greece

[ MorningStar was ready, almost itching for action. She flexed her arms in anticipation. She did a quick double-take on Morgan and Alison - something seemed a little off with them - but maybe they'd both just had a couple cocktails before duty called. Couldn't blame them for that - she wasn't the morality police, certainly.

In answer to Morgan, she put words to what she had already been thinking. ]

"Ready."

[ She found herself teleported to the Greek countryside. ]

"We spend so much time here, I should look into a summer house."

[ But there was little time for joking as MorningStar noticed the savagery happening all around her. She didn't wait to be told what to do, or for the others to come with her. She just jumped into the fray.

She marched up to where a young, dark-haired man was grabbing at a terrified looking woman. He had a hold of her shirt and was trying to pull her towards him. He turned his head as Delilah approached. Without a word she backhanded him across the face, and he fell unconcious. The woman paused, speechless, for a split-second and then ran. Delilah called after her. ]

"You're welcome!"

[ She turned to where a group had thrown a trash can through a shop window, and were beginning to pull items out of the window. MorningStar's body began to glow slightly, then she threw out her arms projecting a laser blast onto the crowd designed to stun. She then covered the gaping hole where the shop window would have been with a forcefield. Satisfied that that would keep the looters out for at least a while, she turned back to the others. ]

"What is going on? Is it fieldtrip day at the local asylum?"

 

[Persephone]

Greece - Alley

:: It was unwise to venture out under the red moon, but Persephone needed to find this woman. If only to find out why the red moon was happening now. Persephone and Hecate were very good friends for hundreds of years. Hecate even lived with Persephone in the Underworld for years to prevent an all out war against Hera and the 'lighter' Gods. The goddess needed answer as to why this was all happening, and why Hecate was doing it. ::

:: Making her way down a tight alley way that lead to one of the more busy streets of Athens, Persephone stopped. The alley was cloaked in a shadow which seemed to dissapear once she stopped. It was a dead end. ::

"Impossible.."

:: Knowing Greece like the back of her hand, it was impossible for her to get lost....unless she was being tracked. Herded by something. Turning, the violent winds blew her hair back behind her shoulder giving her a clear view of the centaur. Damnit, how could she be so sloppy. Looking to the centaur hearing his threat, Persephone couldn't help but let out a small laugh. But something he did day struck her curiosity. His Mistress?... ::

"Your threats are hallow and meaningless."

:: Seeing the beastimorphs appear, striking forward with their raw, animalistic rage, Persephone now knew who was behind this all! But how?! ::

:: Spinning out of the way as one beastimorph lunged toward her, a massive lightning bolt came crashing from the sky, slamming into it. The beast disintegrate instantly. Persephone began to unleash blasts of wind, pushing the beasts back to give her some distant from them. Reaching for her Mystic Daggers, a gift from Hecate herself, she immediately threw them to the ground between herself and her attackers; the blades sinking into the concrete like butter. Instantly a green shockwave of Mystic energy erupted from the daggers, traveling to the beastimorphs and crashing into them, sending them flying a few feet back and killing others instantly. But as she seemed to gain ground on these beastimorphs, more began to appear. They savagely continued to attack her, slashing at her open flesh with their claws, trying to get a bite in or two when they could. Although getting roughed up, Persephone didn't waver and continued to kill and push back the beasts. ::

 

[Prophet]

Ethan arrived at Illustra Inc after taking a meeting with Monarch Industries as well as setting up his personal office at Columbia where the semester was soon to begin. He sighed deeply knowing he would have to wait to be brought up by one of the members of the Six before he could do anything else. What else did he have to do to prove himself to these people. He went up to the lobby as he reached for his Blackjack phone and died for Haleigh, the only real person he trusted to bring him up without any funny business. There was no answer.

"Come on Davidoff.. I know i'm late but I better not be blacklisted from the Six for that..."

 

[Rampage]

Greece, the countryside

Nicolas noticed the overture from both Alison and Morgan as they arrived on a chaotic scene: people fighting, making love, being raped and raping, looting, and several attempted murders by his count at first glance. Morgan warned him about his dress and he could see the erotic demonic look from both of the leaders of the Six. Strangely, as he began to ALSO be affected somewhat, he could feel his own lust for them bubbling even more to the surface. As Morgan walked past, brushing against his chest he caressed Morgan's bottom, then pinched her. It was very forward, even for him, but he was feeling more and more like an animal. He heard Alison's question and came a bit to his senses.

"I am feeling a bit hot, especially considering the circumstances."

Nicolas used his telepathic powers on the crowd, compelling them all to sleep...

 

[Barbara Minerva]

Greece- the alley

[ Barbara Minvera makes the scene. standing tall in the shadows behind the fierce battle. she does not show any fear as her emerald green eyes watch Persephone battle fiercely against the bestiamorphs, lead by the massive centaur.]


the read moon hangs low, like a giant, menacing orb of the legendary harbinger. Hecates hunger for vengeance courses through the hearts and minds of ALL under its unwavering glow. Her catspaw, that woman on the Isle of Aerie has perverted even the dark legacy of the goddess of witchcraft, using that JUSTIFIED bitterness to her own end. but this time...she wants to go a step further. I must do what i can to see that she is STOPPED!


[ the bestiamorphs that remain regroup and attack Persephone AGAIN but their roars turn into cries of pain as the air is pierced by the soft sound of arrows that fly with deadly speed and aim slamming into the backs, necks and even HEADS of some of the creatures. the tips of the arrows are strong enough to slice through stone and are laced with COBRA VENOM. the bestia morphs fall down...DEAD and Persephone can see the outline of a woman at the other end of the alley.]

do not despair, child. these creatures are nothing more than pawns. hardly the REAL players of this demented game tonight.

[the centaur turns to Barbara and roars with anger]

Centaur: meddling old woman, i willl BREAK your accursed spine and feed your remains to the snake pit.

[ he charges for the woman with alarming speed.]

not TODAY ..not EVER!

[ the woman brandishes a sword...and with splendid form she swings and SLICES the centaur across his chest DEEPLY...his wounded cry is a mix of man and animal. Barbara advances without hesitation preparing to DECAPITATE him.]

your shade will be the newest addition to the underworld, you filthy wretch!

[her tone drips with bitterness but as she's about to strike, HE is whisked away in a swirl of violet hued energy shards....]

he has been recalled by HER. the witch on the island.

[she looks over at Persephone who is definately a little shaken.]

Persephone? how is it that you came to be so far away from YOUR time...AGAIN.

[Persephone couldnt be coy. she knew that Barbara knew who she was. and as the two women stood in the now quiet alley with the faint wail of sirens in the air, Persephone had a chance to see her in a better light. this was in fact Barbara Minerva a woman who had aided the MoE in that timeline VARIOUS times. Barbara stood tall....5'11 and although she was an older woman, around Karen's age, she looked BEAUTIFULL and regal. her physical body was in tip top shape and she was feminine from head to two. armed with an array of weapons which she handled with deadly precision, she held out her hand to the disoriented goddess.]

come with me. it's not safe for you here.

 

[Persephone]

Greece - Alley

:: Swinging her whip around her head, she connected with a beastimorph, the whip wrapping around it's neck and turning into a razor blade. Pulling back, Persephone swiftly cut the beasts head off with swift tug. Spinning, she slashed the razor blade whip across numerous beastimorphs, blood spewing from their bodies and flying onto her own. As she continued to fight fiercely, suddenly the beastimorphs were attacked by an unknown source. One by one they fell to the ground dead; their 'master' opting not to send more to fight. Gripping her whip handle tightly, she watched as the woman cloaked in shadows destroyed the centaur. ::

"Who are you."

:: Seeing her step forward, the light shined on her face, revealed Barbara Minerva. Loosening her grip on her whip, she had remembered this woman from the Masters of Evil. She was an ally to the team. Circling the whip around her torso (think Catwoman) Persephone stepped forward. ::

"It's a long story. Cliff notes version, Darkchilde's alter, Spellbinder lives in this timeline. Her teammates were in need of Darkchilde's help and they came across me in Ororo's garden. I have been working along side of them ever since."

:: Lifting her eyes, Persephone looked to the sky to see the moon now completely red. It hung low, illuminating the sky with a dark red hue. It practically matched the goddesses skin. The exposed areas of her body covered with dry blood and claw marks, the more recent wounds still bleeding. ::

"The beastimorphs were sent by Circe, weren't they? She's the cause of all this?"

 

[Spellbinder]

Greece- the chaos

<< arriving in the center of the mayhem, Morgan looked at Nicolas.>>

you'll pay for that, my dear. I didnt give you PERMISSION to touch me!

<< she held her hand up toward him, and smiled...bearing a fanged, gleaming, demonic smile as her eyes glowed. again, it was something only he could see.>>

but for now, i have lives to save.

<< the chaos around them was almost EXCITING to Spellbinder. sirens wailing, people r unning, screaming, fires burning..and of course, the red moon.>>

<< a man from a window in a large, several storied building near by was shouting in greek, holding a BABY in his arms! he TOSSES the baby!>>

goddess NO!

<< rushing winds and chimes are heard as Spellbinder takes off into the air and flies in an arc over the group, flying up toward the screaming, crying, falling baby!>>

hang on baby....i've got you!

<< Morgan reaches for the baby, and catches it slowing her speed and lowering with the baby as she wraps it in a blanket she's just conjured.>>

<< in an icy voice>> its okay honey.

<< she clutches her tightly looking down to the others.>>

Guys!! the man is on his way out....don't let him escape!!

<< she pointed to the raging man who was now charging out toward the group with a machete>>