Lost in time and space

[Oracle]

moments earlier......
<< thunder crashes, energy pulsates and a bell tolls one last time before a radiating ballistic BACKLASH explodes from the point of collision between the two power signatures...the ballistic backlash is glowing, sparkling mixed with the blackness of Alexis and the ice cold blueness of Alison...and as its defeaning thunder errupts all around....the SCREAMS of Alexis and Alison can be heard as BOTH women are slammed by the backlash and hurled back and UP in the air almost in slow motion! both women's bodies are blasted upward in opposite direction and lost a wave of white light followed the black lash that incinerated anything not protected....including humans that were lurking about.>>

<< Guardian and Blackout are blown away....as the backlash consumes EVERYTHING in its path...and now charges for the force dome that was protecting Haleigh and Blaze. Everything and EVERYONE around them was DESTROYED >>


<< the dark nightmare of a destroyed city gives way to a dreamy mist, followed by the visual awareness of a mystical garden that would put "the garden of eden" to shame!. Foxfire and Black Widow were now in Ororo's realm inside of Limbo, her majestic garden. Along with them, the fallen Guardian and Alexis aka Blackout/Shockwave.>>

<< For Black Widow and Foxfire, the arrival here brought little comfort as the image of the destruction and final tragic climax of the battle between them, Malice and Blackout was still fresh on their minds. They were now left to reel from it. But with Ororo here...they could at least BEGIN to figure out WHY and WHAT TO DO NOW? not to mention the fate of Doctor Karen Victoria>>

<< the nightmare was over, the pain of reality just beginning>>

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh turned as Ororo appeared... did as she was told, lifting Alison from the ground as Blaze got Delilah.... and they all were whisked way as sirens filled the background. They reappeared in Ororo's garden, which was normally very refreshing.... but tonight... it had NO effect on Haleigh.... she seemed.... beyond repair. She stood, looking down at Alison in her arms... and the most heartrending part was that Haleigh wasnt even TRYING to hide her grief... she looked up at Ororo... and opened her mouth to explain.... but could get nothing out before losing her composure again... she remembered the LAST time she carried Alison to Ororo's garden... after they destroyed the Cell... and Haleigh felt the first pangs of fear that Alison might die... and now here they were again... only this time haleigh ws without the hope that Ororo could do something.... THIS time Alison was dead... and Haleigh didnt know if she could bear the thought of going on without Alison... not after losing BOTH Morgan AND Cameron... they had JUST truly become a team... and then everyone started dying or disappearing... it was almost as thought they were BETTER OFF hating each other....

Haleigh looked around, trying to pull herself together. Her eyes fell on Alexis... and she took a deep breath.... her tone was bitter, chilling and unforgiving.

"You should have LEFT the traitor."

[Ororo]

:: Ororo stood , looking upon them. Alexis was on the other side of the sorceress, beyond the immediate reach of Haleigh. and as Haleigh spoke, Ororo lifted her hand in a stop gesture::

::speaking with a deeper, elegant, clear tone, the goddess replied.::


Ororo: My actions, no matter how hard to understand, are not subject to your approval.

Alexis fullfilled her destiny. From the moment she was born, her life was shapped by forces beyond her control and she lived her life in a most chaotic way. "Blackout" was the ultimate expression of what she would become through the manipulation of Adam Chandler and Helena Quatermaine and later Malice. All things considered She is no MORE a villain than YOU or MORGAN during the Inferno. She, like the both of you, played the hand she was dealt.

Laying the blame solely on her will not change anything.

:: holding her hand palm up, an image bubble formed....with the image of the chocker she once wore while manifesting "Blackout" persona::

THIS was the root of it all, the catalyst for what had been planned from the moment she was born.



::turning to look at Alexis::

A tragic existence, a life governed by what OTHERS wanted rather than by her own wants. I have seen it before...long ago.

She is alive but her psyche, her spirit are damaged to the point that she will never recover. She will stay here.....

:: she extends her hand forward, and a rushing wind sound is heard followed by a clap of thunder as a sparkling green hued beam hits Alexis...and in a FLASH of mystic light, Alexis Quatermaine is transformed into an elegant, gothic stone statue of herself...now standing near the water fall, cemented in a pose. It IS Alexis Quatermaine...in an altered state...now an object of silent beauty as her mind and spirit begin the long process of recovery so that one day, she might be able to return to her life.::

and finally enjoy the peace and tranquility she was denied in her life on earth.

:: looking back at Haleigh....::

Delilah's time with your team has come to an end as well. The life a "super hero" was not truly for her. She was Morgan's friend, a trusted ally and confidant to the sorceress who was there for her in all the ways that mattered. But this young woman needs her rest as well.

as for Alison Marble....

::Ororo paused, a solemn look of regret subtlely crept across her face::

there is a small window of opportunity. but we must move her inside my citadle .

::Ororo directs them onward and once inside the massive stone citadle...the elegant silence washes over them. eternal green mystic flames are housed within niches carved out of the walls....banners flow high above with ancient arcane symbols. further up on the top floor of the citadle there are now inside Ororo's observatory where her private apothecary/library is::

Alison's body will rest in the same place as when she was brought here to recover from Imagiomg's posession. I will do what i can...you two have the comforts and sustenance of my garden and citadle for your use. Zachary and Alycia are here as well. You will find them in the guest quaters a floor below.

:: with that, Ororo departs leaving Haleigh and Blaze in the mysterious citadle in the center of the massive garden. She seems far more stern than before almost as if she knows something and chooses not to reveal it.::

[Foxfire]

Pleading eyes looked up at the darkened murky sky of the city. Blaze knew it was there doing once more. Nibbling on her quivering bottom lip, she held back the need to fall apart AGAIN! Guardian's body ice cold....even her coloration was pale...like the dead. Wiping back a few tears, she cradled Alison's lifeless corpse. "No...not you..." She sniffled, weeping in her own way while Haleigh checked on Delilah.

She felt the world shift around her, the one person she respected more than anyone was gone. Another valuable team member had fallen to the clutches of MysTech. Who was next Haleigh? Blaze really didn't want to think about it anymore. Her warm hand running down Alison's cheek, her skin soft as velvet. Hugging the brunette, Blaze shut her eyes tightly.

What kind of life is this....the people I LOVE taken from me and my teammates. Why? What could be in store for us?

She thought privately, her eyes opening to reveal blurry irises that were filled with raw tears. Alison saved them...exactly as Morgan did....it was obvious to see why these two were best friends. Key word....were. Blaze didn't want to let Alison go, the woman who saved her from the clutches of Malice, and now Blackout. Guardian skipped death dozens of times but now it seemed there was no light at the end of the tunnel.

Morgan will welcome you with open arms....may you both rest in eternal bliss...good - bye my dear old friend.

Letting go of Guardian, Blaze pulled herself together just as Haleigh had done. Haleigh's words sounding inside her brain.

"I KNOW that Haleigh! I know she's gone!" She snapped viciously at Haleigh before she glanced over her shoulder with a grim look, "I'm sorry." Reaching out to touch Haleigh's hand soothingly. "At least we still got D here." She tried to look on the bright side.

Moving over to Morningstar, Blaze brushed a few honey locks from Del's sky blue eyes, which were closed. Blaze couldn't take losing Delilah too. "I can't heal Delilah here....its not safe." She informed Haleigh. Could she even heal Delilah? Blaze didn't think so. Scooping her up, she gently picked up the woman.

"Call for Ororo." But, Haleigh was already ahead of her. Holding Morningstar securely in her arms, while Haleigh took Guardian. Peering up as Ororo appeared, she saw the stern look bestowed on her hauntingly beautiful face. If anyone understood, it was Ororo, she had gone through more teammates than anyone.

Looking one last time at the devastation caused by the battle, Blaze felt her heart ache. Her "home" was destroyed.....nothing left. Looking down she held Delilah closely, fighting back more oncoming tears. Her friends....her family....her CITY were all gone! This wasn't over, Blaze swore to herself....if anything it would cause a new tenacity to fight against their enemies. And just like that, they were gone to the forbidden lands of Ororo's secret garden in Limbo. A place she was all too familiar with.

Returning to the Garden, Ororo also brought Alexis here, but Blaze didn't show hatred like that of Haleigh. Haleigh's heart was far more darker and at times inhumane than Blaze, but then even the mutant carried a torch for her. Stepping closer to admire the statue of Alexis, Blaze oddly felt her heart ache. No! Why should she feel for this traitor! Turning away as Ororo addressed herself and Haleigh.

Delilah's time with your team has come to an end as well. The life a "super hero" was not truly for her. She was Morgan's friend, a trusted ally and confidant to the sorceress who was there for her in all the ways that mattered. But this young woman needs her rest as well.

Blaze looked up, cuddling Morningstar's body. Her eyes leaking heavier tears now. Blaze's knees buckled as she had to physically sit down. Laying Delilah down with her.

This was ALL TOO much for Blaze who covered her mouth with her trembling hand. It was just herself and Haleigh, a missing Karen and Malice. Wrapping her arms around herself Blaze began to sob as she rocked her body back and forth. Shaking her head in disbelief, her sobs quiet at first before they became uncontrollable for Alison.

Taking deep breaths, she calmed herself. Blaze was able to get up this time. Walking over to the statue of Alexis, Blaze found herself staring. Who would have thought? Blaze didn't, not in the least. With Zack here, Haleigh would seek comfort with him. Blaze on the other hand had no one to turn to except herself. Maybe, this was a wake - up call for her. Turning away, Fox looked over to Haleigh. Her eyes trying to avoid Black Widow at all costs. Why? Blaze feared if she got too close, Haleigh would be taken from her too.

But then again...Blaze and Haleigh weren't that close...not since before their deaths. Sitting down to a marble bench like material. Placing both hands in her head, she shut her eyes hoping any minute she would awaken from this nightmare.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh wasnt quite ready to be a big a person as Ororo was suggesting just yet.... the dead weight of Alison's body still weighed heavy on her mind and hard on her heart.... understanding of Alexis' struggle would come later... but at the moment....

"With all due respect, Ororo-- and do get things twisted, I'm very grateful for what your doing for us all-- but YOU can sit up on your high horse and judge this objectively... but I have a far more PERSONAL stake in this... I have TWO MORE teammates to bury.... so I'm sure you'll understand if I'm not ready to forgive and forget right now."

Haleigh said, in a pained voice, before turning her attentions to the only teammate she had left.... she could tell already the Blaze was trying to avoid her... and she knew what was causing it too.... because the instinct was predominent in HER mind as well.... but she fought it.... primarily because she'd lost TOO many people tonight to act out of haste and ostracise yet another. She sat down next to Foxfire on the bench... and pulled her into a hug that they BOTH needed all too badly.

"I know what you're feeling right now.... I feel it too. You're afraid I'll be next.... but i'm a stubborn little bitch... I died once and CAME BACK.... nd I dont plan on pushing up daisies anytime soon. After the Nervous battle... I told Alison I'd be there for her until I couldn't anymore... and I never once thought twice about it... but I'd be shamelessly lying now if I tried to say I wasn't thinking about leaving this ALL behind. As long as we are involved with the Six, we will know DEATH and DESPAIR.... it is a part of our destiny that no one wanted to tell us about.... however... I really think we need each other... and above all... I think the WORLD needs us to stand strong through this... because Malice is still out there... and if we dont stop her... no one will."

[Harbinger]

:: there was nothing. no feeling, no awareness. was this what DEATH was really like? if so, it was the cruelest disappointment.::

:: but sound, faint sounds began to echo in the distant oblivion around her. it was as though she were breaking through to a new plane of existence bit by bit.::

::the seige perilous...suddenly it looms as large and as wide as she had feared it would one day for HER....but she cant move, cant scream, she doesnt even feel a sense of dread. its as though she's passenger though this whole experience.....the massive cosmic gem...a flawless, smooth faced rub set in the most exquisite gold which ancient symbols etched into it floats before her...LARGER than her team mates have ever seen it before::

:: and as she feels herself drifting closer to it, like being caught in the beginning of a current of a whirl pool, the gem OPENS...revealing the cosmic gate way. was this it? was this how she would meet her ultimate fate AFTER ALL? why couldnt she look back on her life? remember her friends..her family...why didnt she FEEL ANYTHING?::

:: SUDDENLY, a body floats into view from within the Seige Perilous...as if it were floating deep in water. the body is curled up in a fetal position and as ALison feels herself drawing closer to the mouth of the gem, she sees its the body of a WOMAN...a woman with BLONDE HAIR!::

:: Guardian still cant speak, or move as her gets a better view of this body....suddenly realizing its Morgan Victoria!::


in physical reality

:: the body of Alison Marble lays silently in the bed Ororo had her placed in. her eyes closed her body positioned in a resting state, Alison lays so still and looks so peacefull in what is believed to be her death. Ororo is nearby in the dimly lit stone walled room...moving quietly from a table toward the bed.::

[Jill Monroe]

her last moments...

<< Morgan held on tightly to a pole. her blonde double hightlighted hair whipped firecly in the violent vortex....and even with her super strength...she could only imagine how hard it might be for the OTHERS to hold on. She tried to keep an eye on Guardian to see where this stand off with Master Mold would go...and to her horror Guardian was electrocuted and knocked unconscious by the super sentinel. Master Mold's head was gripping the ground but clearly it was not going to be taken away by the Siege Perilous without destroying Guardian OR the rest of the Six. Morgan knew what she had to do>>

<< she let go of the pole and flew out of the bus, flying through the winds toward Master Mold... she powers up...a chime sounds off as she charges with her fists extended and large halos of eldritch magick around them as a sparkling trail flows around her. the look on her face says it all as she screams like a bird of prey she SLAMS into Master Mold's body with ALL her power and super strength....unleashing an ballistic blast of eldritch force which forces Master Molds anchors to lose their grip on the ground....>>

<< Master Mold SCREAMS as he is pulled into the vortex of the Siege Perilous. His head seems to be SUCKED away side ways. Morgan struggles to reach the unconscious Guardian, to pick her up and carry her back to the bus..... But at the last moment...a tentacle wraps around MORGAN'S ankle...another one around her waist.. Master Mold's face reappaers inside the vortex and then another tentacle around her NECK and all together they PULL HER IN AS WELL.....the image of Morgan screaming as she is sucked into the vortex, pulled deeper in until she fades out of site is one that will forever haunt The Six. Spellbinder is GONE. The Siege Perilous begins to deactivate its unforgiving vortex and shrinks down...>>


chaos, thunder, winds, chimes, sprialing vortex, the eyes of mastermold...the black oblivion that feels like a free fall..it all comes around her...as she feels herself being TORN APART; clothes being ripped off; body spinning in a riptide...she screams...but her scream cracks and is silence as it ALL FADES TO BLACK


<< Morgan Victoria floats in a fetal position, in a semi conscious state surrouneded by a bubble of protection. Naked , it almost appears as if she is being kept in another "Limbo"...outside of everything. time passes, and nothing still. No apparent judgement....or is THIS it....to be made to WAIT? She doesnt know, she couldnt care...she's barely alive, but not quite dead..what is she, WHERE is she?>>

<< she floats...cuccooned>>


<<her own voice begins to sound of in the blackness...jumbled and garbled at first....faint and weak...not making sense....but soon>>

where am i...


<< she feels a presence, a soul that she recognizes as someone she knows....slowly, her head lifts up, her blonde hair flows around her in a dreamy like wave as her icy violet eyes slowly open for the first time since she died.>>

<< the vision is grey...blurry, misty....eerie sounds all around her. she's lost in time and space. she does not know who she is...she does not know how she recognizes the cobalt blue eyes that are drifiting closer to her....but like a feshly blooming flower, Morgan begans to stretch a bit....showing more of her naked body, and what a splendid form it is. instinctively she REACHES OUT to the direction where the cobalt blue eyes are descending from...>>

can you help?...can you tell me....who i am?


<< thunder explodes as a ROAR is heard ....suddenly the BLARING RED EYES of Master Mold appear as his evil face takes up the expanse all around them... tentacles wrap around Morgan...covering her mouth, around her waste, her arms, wrists, legs and ankles. Her eyes WIDEN with shock and distress as she is YANKED away from her protective bubble....snatched further and deeper into this dark oblivion as her criese are muffled and defeaned..and just like that..she's GONE again! Why is this happening to her? wont someone help her?!>>

[Ororo]

:: Ororo sits along side Alison Marble's body which rests within the elegant wooden canopy bed. a soft blue, glowing orb hovers above Alison and myersious, soft hum of power can be heard as the powerfull elemental goddes gestures over Alison's body....a blue light eminating from the palms of her hands::

:: Ororo looks intent as she looks down upon the fallen Seer. she knows something is amiss::

This should not be happening. I have tried several methods to revive Alison and yet she does not awaken, she doesnt reconstitute herself...her BODY is in tact..but her spirit...


:: she trails off....still working her magicks and other mystical knowledge within the quiet, dimly lit room::

something is preventing her from returning...OR she herself refuses to return....if that is the case, if she has indeed moved on, then there is nothing that even I can do, since she did not die IN Limbo.

::Ororo knows that Haleigh and Blaze are very distraught and distressed. IF she delievers this news to them now...they will be crushed. she secretly hopes that there is more to this then what she is immediately realizing. she knows ALL TOO WELL the pain of loss. She can identify with Haleigh more than Haleigh might suspect for it is easy for them to forget how LONG LIVED Ororo is since first arriving in Limbo many years ago....what happened to HER TEAM when they came here to rescue THEIR reality's version of Spellbinder...aka MAGIK.::

:: being the sole survivor and forever living with the pain of loss has been one of her crosses to bear...so although Haleigh doesnt realize it...she VERY MUCH does have a personal stake in THIS TEAM of "The Six."...she is MORE than the guardian of the dark trinity...she is the menator and "mother figure" to members of this team past and present.::


::she continues to weave her magicks ....silently calling out to Alison on the astral plane with her spells .....offering a beacon to lead her BACK to this side::

[Harbinger]

:: Alison SNAPPED out of her dream like state, finally regaining herself of self...as the apparently rearranged Morgan called out to her in a soft, weak voice....::

Morgan!?


::But still, Alison could not move, she couldnt even sense her own physical dimensions..it was as if she were traveling as a passenger in a spiritual riptide....as she struggled to understand what was going on and why it was happening....the thunder, the ROAR and the appearence of MASTER MOLD'S cranial unit.....it all made Alison SICK to her stomach...as she wondered if in fact this was her fate....her HELL to watch as Morgan was ripped away from her in EVERY life..not just the physical realm.::

:: Morgan's defened cries struck Alison to her core....as she suddenly REMEMBERED who ELSE she had left behind!::

Haleigh, Blaze, Delilah...KAREN!!


:: she struggled to gain some sense of BALANCE and direction...as the Seige Perilous STILL surrounded her in this darkness....but yet it didnt pull her in. soon, she heard another voice in the distance...a faint rolling rumble of thunder....as a deeper toned, clear spoken , elegant voice called out....::


Ororo: Alison????? ::the voice echoes...on the faint rubles of thunder::


:: a soft, blue orb in the distance catches Alison's attention....a beacon ...a way BACK! BACK TO LIFE and REALITY as she remembered it!?::

:: Alison somehow began to WILL her way toward the beacon...away from the seige pierlous, which actually represented ALISON's idea of the gateway to the after life.::

Ororo: Alison?? :: faint rumble of thunder, followed by an echoing breeze....the blue orb pulsates softly ::

ORORO!? please....HELP ME!!

:: the fear, the chaos that she felt at the moment she and Alexis died was now coming back..she remembered what happened...she knew what she had faced.....::

:: as she followed the orb, she felt her body coming back together...her astral self finally taking shape and she began to RUN down the path illuminated by the orb.....running frantically....knowing what she had seen before Ororo called for her...remember what she had seen before she died....::

ORORO!!

:: she ran and ran....she wanted to come back, she wanted to be with her friends and family....but she also wanted to save MORGAN.::

:: she finally saw Ororo at the end of the path, the orb floating above the majestic sorceres who held her arms out as a mother would to welcome a lost child b ack home...::

Ororo: come back, Alison, come back to us....

:: Alison cried out as she ran into Ororo's embrace...and the DARKNESS...the OBLIVION around her SHATTERED like a picture window b eing destroyed. the shards hurling away as Alison Marble CAME BACK..BACK TO LIFE and REALITY!:

physical reality

:: Alison Marble BOLTS UPRIGHT in the bed...crying out! she gasps and coughs....flailing her arms about as she struggles to breath, to acclimate back into her body and to struggle to understand what she saw, experienced in the realm BEYOND life....::

[Ororo]

:: a VIOLENT gust of wind is heard THROUGHOUT the citadle ...followed by the orb that hovered above Alison's bed SHATTERING. a bright, JAGGED bolt of lightning flashes outside that catches the attention of Haleigh and Blaze.::


:: Ororo herself opens her eyes, which shift from glowing solid white back to the mysterious blue they normally are...as she reaches forward for the disoritented and frightened Alison.::


ALISON....BREATHE child....its ALLRIGHT!

:: Alison cries with distress as she reaches for Ororo. Ororo sits on the bed now, holding Alison and stroking her hair as she begins to shush the young witch...slowly rocking her as she helps her to calm down...a gentle, cool breeze swrils around them at Ororo's mental command to help Alison breathe more easily::


:: Ororo knows that the sudden shock of being returned to life, back into a physical body is jarring and disorienting....so she continues to hold Alison as a mother would hold a frightened child::

shhhhhhhhh!! its allright Alison, your back where you belong. you're safe. just breathe, child....breathe.....shhhhhhhhh!

:: Alison slowly ceases her struggling and wild flailing...and her hyper ventilating begins to slow into steady breathing...but she still cries ...only not as loudly. cluting onto Ororo's blue robe as she tries to vocalize what she saw....::

[Foxfire]

Blaze didn't even have to look up to overhear Haleigh's stiletto heels clicking softly on the marble flooring. Sighing audible under her breath, her hands still obscuring her face. Her cheeks stained and flushed with raw emotion and tears. Tears for her beloved Guardian, a sister to Blaze who looked after Morgan's baby sister. The agony and realization of this was overbearing, overwhelming, and devastating. The city destroyed, which was a pleasant way of wording it, Delilah was most likely comatose, and Karen was missing. Blaze felt her own internal guilt for losing the Doctor. Had she not allowed Malice to violet her psyche in such a perverse way, she mind have tracked Dr. Victoria.

The old stone bench was smooth and cold. But it creaked from the added weight of a second person. Sniffling behind her hands, Blaze kept herself hidden from Haleigh. No! Go away Haleigh....they'll take you too!" She thought to herself, utterly scared to latch on to her friend and teammate.

But, just as the mutant guessed, Haleigh too was stubborn. Her hands reaching out to Blaze, gently removing her hands. Blaze's eyes dull and blood shot from crying. Hales could see AND feel Blaze's own heartache, which would match Black Widow's.

Staring back at the auburn beauty, Blaze nervously tucked a loose chocolate lock behind her ear. She allowed Haleigh to embrace her in a hug. At first Blaze was not receptive but she caved in. Her arms wrapping around her friend tightly as she bit roughly on her quivering lip. Her green eyes daring to leak more tears, but Fox fought them back.

"I....I....can't believe she's gone." She started, her voice shaken from the battle and from the shock of death. She tenderly held Haleigh with the other woman holding Blaze. "Your right...but its never easy to deal with. Just when you think its easier, life throws you a wildcard. I can't let her go Hales....I don't believe she's dead....why didn't she warn us?" She asked. The warm - inviting hug consoling Blaze some.

Just then a violent gust of wind HOWLED throughout Ororo's castle. Blaze pulled away abruptly, her eyes searching around the area. Cocking her head to a better angle she could hear. Her forehead crinkling into a contemplative frown. The winds reminiscent of Morgan's power when she was raging. But, Blaze knew Ororo harnessed the wind and other weather factors. It was just probably the ancient castle and the magic drifting through the air. As the orb inside of Guardian's room shatters, Blaze easily identifies the sound. Bolting to her feet in haste, Blaze was still uneasy from the battle and it showed. Her body language was skirmish like that of a cat when a storm brewed.

"Do you hear that?" She turned to ask Haleigh, maybe her friend heard it too. Even before Haleigh could answer lightning struck, lighting up the whole room the two sat in. Blaze's eyes studying the jagged bolt. "Something has happened....Hales...maybe I'm crazy...maybe I need a sabbatical but I say we check it out." She pointed in the direction of the lightning. "Its unnatural....that bolt came down so....fiercely....its a sign!"

[Jessica Hamby]

"I know... I know.... I can hardly accept it myself, the thought of going on without her is MORE than I can bear..." Haleigh began... she found the act of comforting Blaze was easier than she'd thought... and it helped to calm herself as well as she answered Blaze's questions thoughtfully. "I reckon for the same reason she didn't tell anyone except me that Morgan was to be taken from us... she knew that it was the way it HAD to be... and that telling us would alter the only time thread that would allow ANY of us to live."

She offered, revealing for the first time that she had KNOWN what was going to happen to Morgan, without even thinking about it. It was the best possible explaination for Alison's actions. Haleigh tried not to resent Alison for keeping this from her... she could only assume it was with the best of intentions.

Wind howled and Blaze gave an anxious start... Haleigh nodded. "I heard SOMETHING..." she said, as lightning struck. She too had the distinct sensation that something had just happened... she strained her enhanced hearing to listen for anything of suspicion. "I can hear Ororo's voice... but I can't make out what she's saying.... someone's crying.... it sounds like--" Haleigh looked up at Blaze, unable to say it for fear she was hearing things, and not wanting to get her hopes up. She stood, one hand on the pair of shoulder-holstered guns that Blaze had given her [courtesy of Zach] earlier... she had taken them quickly, without thought before... because so much else had been going on... but now she was thankful to have them.... thankful to know Zach was safe, as she had forced herself to believe while Alexis taunted her. "Ororo's in the citadle.... I agree... we should find out what's causing all this comotion. I'm pretty sure we're SAFE here... but Chaos pretty much follows us in WHATEVER dimension we inhabit... so let's go check it out... just to be safe." She agreed... in a somewhat spooked voice...

[Oracle]

<< Haleigh and Blaze made their way down one floor of the ancient, gothic stone citadle. though they were in the safety of Ororo's garden, which was a realm WITHIN Limbo, and they were under Ororo's protection...the fact that she was far older , wiser and knew things they did not about this realm made their time here somewhat awkward. Ororo could be nuturing, but she could be just as unforgiving and cold it seemed. her objectivity made her seem aloof at times, and they never TRULY knew how she felt deep down. she was elegant and mysterious...but if nothing else, they knew she would watch over them and help to guide them, as she had done for the past year. it was the biggest bonus of having known Spellbinder.>>

<< making their way through the dark, silent halls...they felt themselves being watched by the shadows...and touched by the myterious winds that howled and flowed through the citadle. finally they found their way to a circular hallway that lead to the room where a soft light could be seen. Ororo's voice was clearly coming from there.....she was comforting someone, almost as if they had just been born.>>

<< when they arrived, they would find her holding a disoriented Alison who clearly had just been revived. How Ororo had pulled it off was anyone's guess...but all would be revealed shortly. MORE than either would expext>>

[Foxfire]

Nodding to Haleigh, both women made their ascend to the upper floors of the castle. It was creepy in here and the air itself was stale, containing an almost mildew scent. Each woman felt on edge but that was to be excepted. Her eyes tracing the high cathedral ceilings, noticing the small indent of cob webs high in the corners. Looking back to Haleigh, Fox saw the pair of handguns held snugly in her hands. It was a brilliant move to be armed, just in case despite the supervision of Ororo.

The mutant was confident she could track the wise weather witch. It was just a matter of not getting lost in such a dense labyrinth. Glancing over her shoulder, Blaze's skin started to crawl revealing goosebumps. Rubbing her arm to soothe her frail nerves, she sucked in a cool breath. In the back of her mind she swore she heard light whispers. Her first thought was Malice! Opening her palm, a bright display of fire rotating around her tanned palm. The fireball's flames giving light to the more Gothic look of the castle. Blaze was becoming more pro - active too, she wanted to be prepared more than anything.

Continuing their destination they walked up a circular stairwell that would lead to the circular hallway. Blaze could distinctly trace Ororo's scent more dominantly now with the wind helping to fan a better trace on the former X - Men. Faint words traveling through the lonely hallway to greet both Haleigh and Blaze.

Blaze could gather some of the wording but it was barely recognizable. Following the florescent glow of what appeared some sort of life sign. Blaze turned to share a bewildered look with Haleigh. What, were they walking into now?

What, they would find would shake up their whole word. Having Ororo's back to the twosome, Blaze could not specifically see Alison, not yet anyway. Stepping closer out of curiosity, Blaze inched closer. Who she saw was a scare indeed. At first Blaze thought she was dreaming or even hallucinating.

Blinking her eyes a couple of times, she looked back at Haleigh. Had she also been exposed to this? Blaze was frozen in place....no this was not Alison! She was dead, Blaze looked to Haleigh, "its MALICE, she plays games on minds...she did it to me back in MysTech. She perverted my mind...torturing me...this HAS to be her...what else can explain this!" Blaze didn't understand what was real and what was not. Malice had done a phenomenal job at twisting Blaze's mind and warping it all together.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh slid her arms into the holster and pulled out one of the handguns, out of pure prepared habit. She walked slowly in an armed military type stance, scanning every new room they came into, on edge and preparing herself for the worst... she followed Blaze with a wariness that she was used to.

As they approached the room Ororo was in... Haleigh nodded to encourage Blaze to enter... the first thing Haleigh did as she followed was clear the room... and then she looked to Ororo.... and.... Alison. Haleigh stared.... looking as if she had seen a ghost... in effect, she WAS looking right at one. she holstered her handgun... as blaze made the first suggestion that came to mind... and Haleigh shook her head, approaching a shaken Alison.... but stopping ten feet or so away.

"No..... no. Malice cant get us here... not here." Haleigh says, frozen in place, her eyes bloodshot and threatening to fill with tears of joy.... but Haleigh was cautious...

"Ororo... I think it would be ideal to give Blaze and I an explanation... Its been a LONG night... and we're both a LITTLE confused here."

[Ororo]

:: Ororo was aware of every living thing in her garden, the movements of Blaze and Haleigh had not gone undetected but as they arrived, she did not look at them immediately....over hearing their comments about Malice::

Ororo:Malice's power does not extend to this realm.


:: Ororo turned, her eyes firmly fixed on Haleigh and Blaze. she held her hand up to silence them. Growing tired of Haleigh's impertinence....she hesitated before speaking::


Haleigh, Blaze, you should not have come down here.

:: thunder crashed and echoed through the citdale::


:: Alison, who was taken aback by the site of the two new comers became slightly agitated.::

Sit down, over there.

:: she pointed to two dark wood chairs with red velvet plush cushioning::


Do not frighten the child, she is not yet herself.

:: Ororo once again began to calm Alison down, stroking her blue/black hair as she held on to the Seer and the Seer clung to her::

Alison, has just been reunited...her soul and her spirit answered my call and followed my beacon on the astral plane. It is in many ways like being totally reborn. the process is traumatic and requires time for her to settle.

:: Ororo's tone was cold, matter of fact..and the whistling winds in the halls around the citadle provided a haunting background::

I suspect there is a REASON why it took me so long to revive her. I thought perhaps she might have completely moved on, but much to my relief she has not. On the astral plane, she came running to me, the look in her eyes suggested that she had seen something...something truly upsetting. But I will not know what that is until she is coherent again.

:: Ororo turned back to Alison...who was trembling a bit. Ororo continued to hold her, and rock her gently. Haleigh and Blaze were weary...Ororo understood that, but they had to realize that SHE would not lead them into more pain or heartache. she was there to help them.::

[Foxfire]

Breathing a heavy sign of relief, the brunette listened to Ororo's instructions of the rebirth and what the repercussions would be. She breathed easier knowing the White Queen was forbidden in this strangely unique realm. Blaze stared into Alison's blank cobalt eyes, which usually were fierce and bewitching. The mighty Seer reacted like a frightened child, and immediately Blaze's maternal instinct increased.

Quietly walking to the velvet chair, crossing one leg over the other. Blaze looked back at Haleigh with a mist in her own sage eyes. Their friend, teammate, and "sister" was alive...or resurrected to an extent. Trying not to stare, Blaze avoided looking at Alison. She looked so frightened it was heart breaking for Blaze. She was used to seeing Alison cold and aloof, not vulnerable and weak.

Folding her arms across her chest to keep herself warmer, it was chilly throughout the old castle. Unlike Haleigh, Blaze knew Ororo was a long - time friend and ally of the Six, especially to Morgan. Ororo was like a mother figure to each of them. Keeping quiet, Blaze sat back in astonishment their "Guardian" had returned. The only question would be, was this the old Alison or a new revolution?

[Harbinger]

:: after what seemed like an eternity of agony, the sudden influx of sensory awareness, sounds, sites things that were just starting to come back together in Alison's mind, the seer settled more and more as she finally let Ororo lay her back down in the bed. she quieted herself...and began to rest...breathing normally, and closing her eyes::

::she was ALIVE again, physically whole. Death has a way of affecting you...a way that Alison could never had guessed before even as a precog. but as her mind and her soul began to make sense of where they were..back in their former shell...they began to acclimate and her total being began to center::

:: she hadnt exactly registered Haleigh or Blaze yet even though they had seen her. she remained quiet and restfull as long as Ororo stayed nearby....she continued to hold Ororo's hand and the sorceress, in turn, held the Seer's hand reassuringly...gently squeezing it. Ororo's soft words of comfort helped Alison to remain at ease as her allies looked on::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh, stunned by both Alison's 'return' from the dead, and Ororo's explaination, was, for once in her life, quiet and accepting of what she was being told... She trudged over the the chair next to Foxfire and sat down on the edge of it, obviously a little off balance. She rubbed her eyes... there were a million questions in her mind now... but at least SOME things had been laid to rest. She felt a great sense of relief... one that was both unexpected and welcome.

Like Blaze, she too nearly broke out in tears gain... she SHOULD be used to this kind of night... ROLLERCOASTER... she'd had many since joining the Six nd had the distinct feeling that there'd be many more. Her elbows on her knees and her face in her hands, she tried to wrap her mind around everything... and relax her mind enough to CALM back down.

She sighed.... "Many more nights with you people and I'm going to have to get my head shrunk." She grumbled... whether she was serious or just trying to lighten the mood was unclear.

[Foxfire]

Reaching out to Haleigh this time, Blaze pulled her friend close into a hug. She smiled down at Hales with misty eyes, "if you make the appointment...I'll go with you." She was half serious, half joking.

She couldn't believe Alison was ALIVE....it was another tug on her heart. The mutant couldn't quite adjust to this....which is why she pulled Haleigh close.

Hopefully the night would be better for the Six, but who was to say?

[Oracle]

<< what passes for "night" in Limbo wears on.... an eerie hush falls over the garden and through the castle and as Ororo and the two young women sit in the room with Alison, they quietly and patiently wait. time passes and Alison rests for a bit. her hand still in Ororo's. winds whisper and sweep through the gothic stone castle randomly, providing a haunting sound every so often.>>

<< Alison Marble had returned from the dead, pulled back from a dark and disorienting purgatory. The shock of being returned to the realm of the living prooved to be very unsettling for the Seer who hadn't really processed what had happened to her since the battle with Blackout but now she was back and whole. As time passed...she became more and more "herself"...the Alison that Haleigh and Blaze remembered was finally at easy in mind and body...and she began to stir....her eyes fluttering a bit as she lay in the canopy bed>>

<< the time had come for her to truly be reunited with her friends....her "family". she would reveal information that would proove to be even more shocking to them all for this was just the beginning>>

[Harbinger]

:: resting peacefully, the black void that had once surrounded Alison was melting away to reveal MEMORIES...flooding in like flashes, swirling, rushing full of stereo sound. her body was reacting to the memories/dreams...it was as if her mind was being "briefed" again.::

<< thunder crashes, energy pulsates and a bell tolls one last time before a radiating ballistic BACKLASH explodes from the point of collision between the two power signatures...the ballistic backlash is glowing, sparkling mixed with the blackness of Alexis and the ice cold blueness of Alison...and as its defeaning thunder errupts all around....the SCREAMS of Alexis and Alison can be heard as BOTH women are slammed by the backlash and hurled back and UP in the air almost in slow motion! both women's bodies are blasted upward in opposite direction and lost a wave of white light followed the black lash that incinerated anything not protected....including humans that were lurking about.>>

<< Guardian and Blackout are blown away....as the backlash consumes EVERYTHING in its path...and now charges for the force dome that was protecting Haleigh and Blaze. Everything and EVERYONE around them was DESTROYED >>

:: the backlash, the shockwave....the SCREAMS!!::

ORORO!

:: a gust of wind howls loudly through the castle as thunder crashes and a bell tolls...Alison awakens with a GASP of fear, shock and surprise...her body jolts as she sits up with her hand on her chest and looks around frantically...her eyes wide. She expects to see the monster that was Blackout...the destruction of everything around her! For HER its as if she is still in that MOMENT of her death...::

[Foxfire]

With Blaze consoling Haleigh's worries and recovery of heartache, Alison was left to slumber. Both teammates sat beside her bed watching her like a hawk. Blaze's stubbornness proved honorable as she refused to leave Alison alone, and she knew Haleigh felt the same way.

One arm running up and down Haleigh's back, Blaze kept herself quiet. She herself was still registering this new fact, Alison was alive! Even as Ororo had explained earlier how she lead Alison back, Blaze was still dumbfounded. Could that mean finding Morgan? No, that would never happen.

Shifting in her velvet chair cushion, her eyes shifting back to Haleigh. Her fingertips brushing a few strands from her intense green eyes, "honey...you should go see Zack...I know he would love to see you." She tried to cheer up Haleigh, who blamed herself for this disaster. Blaze was probably the first to nurture besides Delilah, it was in her blood. She radiated warmth all the time.

Her hand caressing Haleigh's dirt stricken face, "I'll watch Alison...or if you want to stay...then bring Zack here." Leaning forward she tilted her head to lean her own head against Haleigh's on an angle. Her fingertips running to Haleigh's thick luscious locks to massage the impending headache she knew Hales would probably receive from all the stress.

"An unknown chapter lies ahead. All that is certain is that darkness is still ahead. For now, for the first time, I look into the light with new hope."

Alison awoke with a start, panic wide in her eyes. "Your okay Alison, your safe." She tried to soothe the Seer, "your in Limbo now with your friends and family. Try to relax." She wanted to step closer, but she was slightly scared to, for fear of frightening Alison.

[Ororo]

:: Ororo sat forward in her chair next to the bed as Alison bolted up with a start, calling out her name.::

:: Alison looked around frantically, clearly expecting to be back in NYC at the moment of the backlash from her battle with Blackout.::

Ororo: It's allright Alison. You're safe now. All of you.

::Ororo's tone was reassuring as she sat forward a bit, offering Alison a glass of a soothing elixir as she stroked the Seer's blue/black hair::

You're in my garden within Limbo. the battle with Blackout and Malice is over. You died, but you heeded my call on the astral plane and followed my beacon back to this realm of existence. Your soul and spirit returned to your body and the process prooved to be unsettling for you, but it would appear now that you are fully aware of yourself again.

::looking over to a quiet and concerned Blaze and Haleigh::

You're friends are here as well. they've been sitting with me while you rested.

::Ororo smiled gently as Alison looked at her, surprised at what she was hearing..but apparently RELIEVED to be in the safety of Ororo's care and that her friends were okay as well::

[Harbinger]

::Alison took the elixir and slowly drank it, listening to Ororo's calming words.::

:: her own mind remembering things more clearly and connected as the immortal sorceress spoke.::

is it possible? we survived....Blackout has been dealt with??

::finishing the elixir, Alison hands the goblet back to Ororo and thanks her...as she sits up in the bed...taking Ororo's hand in her own. Ororo was the mother Alison never had.::

.....Ororo...i feel so....odd...its as if everything just STOPPED and now suddenly has resumed.

:: she paused for a moment before looking at Haleigh and Blaze::

Blackout...where is she? did she survive!? Where is Delilah??

::Alison's voice was not quite as cold as usual...with a softer tone and lilt to it::

[Foxfire]

Turning toward Alison, Blaze could see the Seer’s worried looks, the way her cobalt eyes shined with fear. Alison had suffered a tragedy, to die and be reborn like that of a Phoenix. Not many people could live to tell about it. It seemed that ability to return from the dead was given to herself, Haleigh, and now Alison. Blaze remembered her first time...everything was so frightening and new to her. Even the smallest thing was scary and unnatural until the mind learned to acclimate to the new environment. And Alison was in that same progression, slowly transferring back to the real world.

With both arms massaging Haleigh to soothe her, Blaze took the opportunity to speak. She wanted Haleigh to relax, as best she could. The whole team had been through pandemonium. As Alison inquired about Blackout, the mutant turned to gaze into Oruro’s bewitching pools.

"You’ve been through a lot Alison, we all have. But to answer your question...Blackout did not survive. You both were thrown backwards from the velocity of your powers. When we found you and Blackout, neither one was alive. Blackout has died....but Ororo can explain more about the true whereabouts of Alexis. During the battle though, Delilah was severely injured. She’s here with us in Oruro’s castle resting. Alycia and Zack are also here with us, safe and sound. But...somewhere along the way we lost touch with Dr. Victoria." She paused to allow Alison assimilate this bit of shocking information.

[Ororo]

::Ororo looked over as Foxfire spoke. watching and observing. she could hear the weary tone in Blaze's voice. She knew these young woman had endured much...not just this time but all this YEAR. whether they realized it or not, they were stronger than most....and Ororo, if nothing else, was relieved to see that they had taken her heed months ago and come together as a team..a FAMILY. It was what carried them through one hardship after the next.::

:: As Foxfire gave a brief summary of what happened, Ororo nodded slowly in agreement. speaking softly with a thoughtfull tone::

Ororo: You died in battle with Blackout. I cast a spell on the astral plane, creating a beacon as i reached out to your spirit, your soul in an attempt to lead you BACK to this realm...back to your body. It was a difficult process but ultimately you returned. the time that passed between your physical death and your revival moments ago was mot that long. as you know, time does not apply here as it does on Earth. Something that will come to all of your advantage when you finally DO return to Earth.

Blackout was the ultimate manifestation of plans laid years ago. the will of Adam Chandler and Helena Quatermaine's will superimposed upon Alexis and cemented and EXPLOITED by Malice. She lived her life as an unwitting pawn...full of chaos, betrayal and heartache. When the struggle between yourselves and Blackout climaxed, you Alison, stepped forward and attempted to neutralize the threat she posed to the city. but your powers...the both of you were EQUALLY matched in will and determination. the backlash from your confrontation destroyed EVERY THING in your physical envrionment and broke both of your bodies. in Blackout's case....it destroyed all of the psychic programming and indeed that entire persona but Alexis Quatermaine...as she really IS...survived. But her mind, her soul are in a state of infancy...damaged beyond repair. She would never recover...not in Earth's passage of time so she is here, in my garden, transformed into a statue so that she may live in peace, tranquility and know the serenity of life without the shadow of tragedy looming over her.

:: Ororo waved her hand in a circular motion, a small image bubble sparkled into view in the center of the room, giving a clear view of Alexis, who was now a statue...standing tall and elegantly out in the expanse of the garden near cascading crystal blue water fall. already some of the small , enchanted creatures of the garden were already inspecting the statue, which was posed in an artfull, feminine pose. although she was stone....Alexis looked oddly serene and at peace. perhaps Blaze would even reluctantly remember some of the HAPPIER moments they had with the meta human.::

She will stay here...in the garden. She will never be able to harm anyone or herself ever again and she will FINALLY be free from the grip of her family.

:: the bubble swirled and shifts..revealing the image of a resting Delilah, wthin another chamber of the castle...nestled in the elegant canopy bed, she looks so peacefull, her own natural luminescence back to full strength. Ororo looks among the three women::


Delilah is restored physically. She was very weary in mind and body and she is now resting. She will not be rejoining your team at least not right now...the life of a super hero...is not for her. Her world has changed so much, so many things have happened, she needs time. Her MAIN reason for coming to The Six was to help Morgan, her best friend, and with Morgan gone...Delilah's heart needs to heal from the pain of loss.

:: the image bubble swirls and pops softly, leaving a fading haze of sparkling green orbs::

Zach and Alycia, along Morgan's familiars are here....and as for Doctor Victoria, i sense that she is still alive....that is something we must attend to.

One of several IMPORTANT matters close at hand that you all must deal with while you are here in Limbo. Your lives..are about to turn to a new threshold...time to look ahead and BEYOND MysTech as your main goal

:: as Ororo ended that sentence...the winds continued to howl in an odd sort of melody around the stone castle. ::

[Harbinger]

:: Alison, who looked so fresh faced and free of the cold, stoic nature that was her trademark, looked upon Ororo with disbelief as she slowly touched her own face with her hands. moving them down her body, as if to make sure this wasnt some terrible dream.::

:: her cobalt blue eyes sparkled with a clarity and curiosity that had never been there before as she quietly whispered::


dead....truly dead....and now alive??

Ororo: yes.


:: Alison felt such an overwhelming feeling of reliefe...knowing that Blackout was DESTROYED, and yet somehow on a deep level, ALEXIS herself was now finally free of the evil of her family and her essense, wrapped in stone would rest in Ororo's mystical garden. Alison's friends, Haleigh, Blaze and Delilah were ALIVE..Zach and Alycia had been safe all along....::

Oh Ororo!!

:: she rushed forward in the bed and hugged her "Mother" as she closed her eyes, a smile of gratitude crept over her face, a tear slowly flowed down one cheek::


thank you...thank you for helping me this way...

Ororo: You are welcome, my child. :: Ororo returns her embrace warmly::


:: Alison leans back in the bed as she breathes deeply, appreciating the cool sweet air that flows through as she wipes her tears away. Ororo speaks on the doctor, and Alison's heart and mind IMMEDIATELY flash to Dr. Victoria....but her precognition is hindered in Limbo, she trusts in Ororo's words that the doctor is still alive and agrees that they will have to find her and SOON::

Blaze, Haleigh, ORORO..... there's something else. I saw something...even in death. something that I could never have foreseen in this life. I saw MORGAN....not dead!! but suspended outside of time AND space...in a dark, featurless and endless oblivion. She doesnt know who she is...or where she's at. she asked me to tell her who she was....to HELP HER but MASTER MOLD came and pulled her DEEPER into DARKNESS...

:: thunder rumbled as a slightly shaken Alison recalls what she saw. the winds rush again as well ::

Ororo...does that mean she's ....ALIVE!? is there a way you...WE can reach her??

[Foxfire]

Ororo filled the rest of the blanks in for Alison, even broadcasting an image of Alexis. Her statue was beautiful...so serene and peaceful. Her own mind nostalgic from the past, remembering the good times. The flirtatious behavior Blaze directed at Alexis, the way the Metahuman verbally spared with Morgan and Alison, the cat fight with Delilah. All these memories still fresh in her mind. But how would Haleigh feel seeing Alexis’ statue? And how would Alison feel? A sudden gloom passed through Blaze as she admired the statue of Alexis...maybe she didn’t give Alexis the credit she deserved. Maybe, she came from a dysfunctional family that wielded her into their exact image. All Blaze knew was...in the end she would miss the Metahuman...miss the good Alexis.

Her eyes following along the new image that formed of Delilah. Already Blaze felt her feeling getting worse. At least D was alive, but it meant she would need a reprieve from the team, as far as the super hero business. Flashbacks of the yacht sinking into her brain. It was almost like Delilah knew this would happen...and she had privately admitted to wanting to start over. Maybe this was a positive change for her, but no matter the fact Delilah would always be welcomed in the Six.

Blaze couldn’t help but feel misty eyed at the loving embrace shared by Alison and Ororo. She could sense and feel Alison’s uncertainly, but just as quickly as it appeared, the feeling vanished. Blinking away a few threatening tears, Blaze watched on in amazement. Here, the Seer was alive and breathing...but why couldn’t Morgan be? Blaze’s happiness subsided at the very thought of her dead sister.

Looking back up, Blaze awaited to speak with Alison. "Ali...what you did for the team was courageous, sacrificing your own life for yours. It reminded me so much of Morgan...how protective she was of her family and friends. I thought we lost you....Haleigh and I didn’t know what to do...so we called for Ororo. What I’m trying to say is... thank you for saving us...for putting yourself in danger to preserve our lives." Choking back a few tears, Blaze felt her emotions scattering throughout her soul, threatening to unveil themselves.

Taking a few breaths, Blaze calmed herself. Alison began to explain what she saw while she had passed on. At first Blaze felt as though she was dreaming. She stared blankly as Alison, only to replay Alison’s words back inside her mind. The thought of Morgan ALIVE and suffering punctured a whole through Blaze’s heart. Pacing her breathing to alleviate any tears that were threatening to leak.
She turned to Ororo, her own eyes now curious and full of hope. This new knowledge was Ororo’s expertise, if anything she would know. Fox anxiously sat in her chair, not quite sure if she wanted to jump for joy that Morgan could be alive or fall to tears knowing her sister was endlessly tortured by Master Mold, ceasing any eternal rest Morgan deserved.

"What does this mean?" Blaze’s voice shook with emotion, hoping to encourage Ororo to speak more about this matter.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh drew and sighed a ragged breath, reticent as Blaze tried to comfort her.... lost in her own thoughts as Alison slept soundly. She shook her head, as Blaze suggested she go to Zach.... she wouldn't be able to think about anything other than tonight and Alison... and that would undo anything Zach tried in the way of comforting her. She stared off, her eyes out of focus, relaxing her body into Blaze's embrace... but her mind was afire, both replaying the torment of the entire night AND trying to answer so many of her own questions...

She gave a start of surprise, as Alison woke up, but Ororo nd foxfire were quick with answers and calming her back down, and so Haleigh remained silent as she listened to explainations. as the visual of Alexis appeared... Haleigh's very SOUL tensed... and that translated to body language that was edgy and angry... she looked like she was fighting the urge to SMASH the statue to pieces... because while Blaze remembered the good times and Alison was relieved that the Alexis she had grown to care for was at peace... Haleigh could think only of the PAIN and TRAUMA that Alexis had caused her only a few hours ago... and she knew deep down that it would be a LONG time before she could forgive ANYTHING... let alone forget.

Alison recounted a vision of some sort.... but Haleigh seemed skeptical and unwilling to get her hopes up. her voice was gentle as she tried to reason.

"But Alison... are you sure.... it wasn't some kind of nightmare? Death... is a very stilting experience... perhaps your visions were mixed with your unconscious fears about what might have happened to her after she disappeared into the vortex?"

[Harbinger]

:: sitting up more in the bed, Alison wrapped her arms around herself as she closed her eyes...breathing in. She slowly exhaled as she opened her eyes again and looked upon Blaze and Haleigh::

I'm VERY sure Haleigh.

::looking up at the ceiling, she closed her eyes....remembering the dreamy, bizarre space that she was in during death::



When i first became "aware" of anything after the moment i died...i felt that i was in a riptide...the outer most edges of a VORTEX and i saw the Seige Perilous. it was MASSIVE, larger than we have ever seen it before. but it wasnt "activated"....just OPENED for me to see into it and inside, MORGAN was floating as if she were suspended in water. naked and in a fetal position.

:: her eyes still closed...she begins to shed tears...remembering how lost and bewildered Morgan looked...so alone and so scared::

I could SEE her..but i couldnt DO anything because i had no form..no true sense of self...she saw ME...and called out. She didnt know who she was....the Seige Perilous must have already rearranged her..or was in the process of it...i dont know but she called out to me Haleigh.

:: she became adamant::

this isnt a trick by Malice, this was REAL and even as Master Mold appeared and ripped her away, i began to hear Ororo, she called for me....her beacon...it helped me somehow find my way to her and the closer i got, the more i remembered.

:: pausing, Alison thought about how it all felt, how she felt the tremendous sense of urgency to get BACK to life, back to her friends, Ororo and this reality.::

I remembered my astral form finally coming back together and running down a path lit by Ororo's orb. i cried out for Ororo to help me....and the next thing i knew...i was HERE.

But Morgan....she's ALIVE....and she needs our help.

Ororo...as the guardian of the dark trinity, what say you?

:: the winds whistled again, some twisting and swirling through the windows into the room they sat in as Alison waited for the answer.

[Ororo]

:: Ororo sat, with her arms folded and her legs crossed at the knee, her elegant white "goddess" dress hung just right on her body and the blue rube added to the regal look. Although FAR older than every woman in the room, Ororo's etherial beauty and elegance were timeless. She listened carefully as Alison was able to piece together what she saw while dead. Haleigh expressed doubt which was understandable, Malice had attempted to play on Morgan's death in a cruel manner hours earlier and the psychological, emotional damage the White Queen inflicted on the surviving members of the Six left them shaken to their core.::


:: as the elements outside continued to roll on providing a soft, echoing background noise to the silent castle, Ororo spoke::

Ororo: the night that Morgan and Sharon Kelly died, Delilah called for me in Morgan's penthouse. She was distraught and I came to her in what she thought was her dream. She asked me if Morgan was truly gone. I told her that I could not say for certain that she was TRULY lost to us.

:: Ororo waves her hand...and a swirling trail of sparkling green orbs spirals in the center of the room...as a chime sounds off...the image of the Dark Trinity: Magik, Darkchilde and Spellbinder appears. the striking resemblance between the three women is UNCANNY.::

Morgan is apart of the dark trinity, one of only three counterparts in all the Multiverse. This trinity forms a unique pattern in the universe in which each point symbolises a hole in the space time continuum known as Limbo. Their is only one sentient essence that can only inhabit the power of each point one at a time which is why when Spellbinder lost herself in darkness during the Inferno, she referred to herself as "dark child" did not become "Darkchilde" in FACT. They can never exist in the same place at the same time.

:: the images shift, to show a three way visual of each woman using "stepping discs"::

Morgan's basic power is the ability to circumvent or move through time and space through the use of the stepping discs which are bound to Limbo.

:: images of Ororo's conversation with a distratught Delilah begin to play out as Ororo talks::

As I told Delilah, it is POSSIBLE that when Morgan was pulled into the vortex, her mental instinct to TELEPORT as a defense or an escape may have manifested before the Seige Perilous could "rearrange" her completely to reflect another aspect of herself.

:: an image of Morgan by herself now appears::

if Morgan is alive, and suspended outside of time and space....her sense of self may be fractured because she escaped the transformation process of the Seige Perilous. She may in fact be locked in her own nightmare...the last moments of Master Mold pulling her to her death but she cannot remember who she is or how to escape.

:: Ororo stood up, as thunder began to rumble more threatening in the skies outside. her tone was deeper, more serious. she seemed to be addressing herself as much as she was the young women::

I believe what Alison saw after HER death is what i suspected would happened when i first became aware of Morgan's "Demise"....the same night Delilah called me. When Alison answered my call on the astral plane, and began to come back ...following the glow of my beacon...the look on her face even in her ASTRAL form was that of distress, urgency. She clearly had seen something that upset her, something that she HAD to tell me but could NOT because she was not yet coherent.

:: looking at Haleigh as she turned, her blue robe sweeping around with her turn as her elegant white hair did as well::

You've trusted Alison's visions before, do not waiver now. This may be our only chance to SAVE Morgan..to bring her BACK.

Through Limbo...ALL times and places are possible..time and space do not rule here as they do on your earth which is why events that happen here in what you would consider "past" and "present or even the "future" can take place before your very eyes at any given moment.

If Morgan is IN FACT languishing just outside of the Seige Perilous' effects....we must find a way to get to her.

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh sat forward, interlocking her fingers together as Alison assured her and Ororo explained. The more she heard the more things began to come together for her logically. She watched Ororo speak... her mind mulling over what she was hearing... Ororo wanted her to trust Alison's visions as she had before, but she didnt seem so gung ho to.

"There were MANY things I trusted before that FAILED me tonight... events I had accepted to be TRUE... my powers... my decisions... my own thoughts.... but if YOU think there is a chance for Morgan.... then I will put my trust in YOU... and let us do EVERYTHING in our power to help her in any way we can."

Haleigh said, taking a deep breath. Unlike Alison or Blaze... she didnt appear to be any more hopeful now about saving Morgan than she did last night... but Haleigh had a way of internalizing her desires... and protecting her heart from being set up for a terrible fall. Her facial expression was profoundly thoughtful, as if she was still cycling through everything, and trying her best to make sure nothing was being forgotten.

"What about her mother? Karen risked her life to liberate us and lead the super soldier away... if she's STILL fighting him... she could be in GRAVE condition... I remember him being.... quite resilient."

[Ororo]

::Ororo looked at all three women, a look of understanding on her face could be seen as she turned to Haleigh again::

Ororo: it is okay to be hesitant.

but do not deny yourself that which you feel in your heart. i have lived longer than most...and i carry with me the pain of loss. earlier you mentioned that it was easy for me to be "objective"...but rest assured that it did not come without a HEAVY price through the years i have spent here Haleigh. You have a place to go back to on earth....I do not. Your friends, your family are here....my beloved X-men are forever lost....and for all my power, i cannot ever bring them back. Do not think you are unique when it comes to pain, loss and betrayal.

::when Haleigh inquired about Doctor Karen Victoria, Ororo didnt miss a step::

Let us use a Scrying Pool to find out just where the Doctor is..


:: swinging her arm around, with two fingers pointed Ororo weaves a sparkling, waving scrying pool and with an eerie sound, the hangar/dock area of MysTech's Citadle just beyond the access tunnel. Haleigh , Blaze and Alison now get to see FIRST HAND the battle between Doctor Karen Victoria and The Super Soldier.::

:: even as the doctor battled her monstrous foe, she maintained a poise and gracefull elegance about herself. as Haleigh, Blaze and Alison watched her igniting spells, hurling mystic daggers and fighting against the monster..they could easily see "Morgan" in her mother. but at the final stage of battle..the same moment when Blackout reached critical mass, the Super Soldier grabbed the Doctor and began to crush her to death, she seemed to go limp but at the last moment...she escaped his grasp AGAIN when he dropped her, thinking she was dead. The doctor ignites a DEADLY powerfull spell summoning the demon storm/power of shadow to consume the super soldier on ALL levels of his existence...the climax of the spell occured at the same the citadle itself was ravaged by Blackout. This was the moment when MALICE had transported the others above ground...the moment that Karen was left behind.::

:: the view of the battle shifted....and as Karen seemed to seal the fate of the super soldier, from the eye of the demon storm, a TERRIFYING sight is beheld as MASSIVE piece of metal debris is hurled by the super soldier in one last attempt to strike down the doctor. the massive piece of hagged metal SLAMS into the doctor full on and she is smacked down to the ground so fast..and so hard. the sound is SICKENING. ::

:: the super soldier is erradicated...destroyed from within and without on a physical, mental and spiritual level by the power of shadow spell and the ceiling of the hangar begins to collapse from the forces from the spell.....huge chunks crashing down all around the now unconscious and BADLY HURT doctor who is now laying on her back, her head turned to the side...not moving...blood dripping from a large rip in her flying suit about her chest area...and blood on her face as well::

:: the scrying pool shimmers and fades away ...leaving the dreadfull images of the Doctor's downfall AS WELL as the violent death of the super soldier to linger in the minds of Haleigh, Blaze and Alison::

Ororo: It is worse than I thought. Karen is trapped, badly hurt...and if she is found by DHS or any federal entity....the consquences could be dire.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison was now slipping out of the canopy bed. tying the exquisite white silk robe around her nude body as she went to Ororo's side. her first few steps were a bit off balanced, and she wasnt even wearing high heeled boots...but it was to be expected. these were her first steps since returning from death hours ago.::

:: she didnt want to seem weak so she quickly steadied herself as she made her way to Ororo, standing between her and Haleigh just as Ororo finished speaking to Haleigh and weaving the scrying pool.::


:: Alison watched with intent, there was the doctor, the woman who had indeed risked her life to free them and make their escape possible. She lead the Super Soldier away and did magnificent battle with him. her elegance and grace....countered whatever fear the doctor must have been feeling.::

I see where Morgan gets it from

:: But even as Alison was relieved to see that the doctor managed to stay at least a step ahead of the massive creature...he kept coming for her...enduring her powerfull spells, her mystic daggers...everything. and he would move ANYTHING to get to her. finally he caught her and began to crush her. Alison's heart jumped. it was like something out of a terrifying horror movie.::

:: Karen out witted him and sealed his fat with a POWERFULL spell that ravaged the envrionment..the very AIR around the super soldier as well as HIS BODY, hiS MIND (what was left of it) and his very SOUL. But even as the moment of victory as at hand... the large, jagged metal projectile spun out from the fury of the spell and SMASHED Karen full force and sent her down to the ground::

NO! KAREN!!

:: the pool shimmered away, and Alison was horrified...continuing to show more emotion than she ever had on earth, the Seer was now distraught::

we left her behind!! HOW could this have HAPPENED!? why didnt i "SEE" this before!?

:: Ororo spoke and Alison turned to her::

Ororo...we have to go back to the Citadle....Karen's trapped down there...and she could be DYING.

[Jessica Hamby]

Ororo's words hit home with Haleigh... it seemed... they were not so far apart as Haleigh thought... she nodded, taking consderation as Ororo moved on to Karen and created the scrying pool. Alison got up.. and wobbled a bit... causing Haleigh to lurch forward in her chair, as if ready to spring forth and catch Alison should she fall.. but she remained seated, as they all watched in horror as Karen defeated the SS.

Alison reacted first, and with such depth that Haleigh did a double take... before standing and shaking her head.

"NO." She began firmly, as she moved in closer to Alison and Ororo. "YOU will do no such thing. You need TIME to recover and I won't have you traipsing about in that wreckage." She says, looking at Alison directly and speaking with a tone that was more serious than ever. She turned to Ororo with an air of determination. "On top of that.... Blaze and Alison BOTH will be instrumental in recovering Morgan... we don't know WHAT Morgan remembers about her SELF... her LIFE... or her loved ones... the FIRST thing to come back is instinct. Blaze and Alison were there for her for most of her life... THEY will be most capable of coaxing her back to reality. I will go back for Dr. Victoria... I'm trained in stealth, I can get in and out of there without being seen... I'm best suited to deal with that environment...it just makes SENSE. Let's not put off EITHER rescue... and NOT endanger any more lives than absolutely necessary."

[Ororo]

:: Ororo heard Alison exclaim and Haleigh immediately rebuted Alison's assertation that "THEY" had to go back to the Citadle::

Ororo: Haleigh is right, Alison. You cannot go back.

:: looking among the three women again::

But neither can YOU Haleigh.

:: thunder crashed in the distance...seemingly OUTSIDE the realm of the garden...a sign that whatever was happening beyond the realm of the garden was growing more turbulent.::

None of you can return to that reality now...you are public enemy number one and if ANY of you are seen..you are to be slain on sight. I will facilitate the doctor's rescue....for the devices of man cannot detect OR contain me.

:: Haleigh would remember Adam Chandler's references to an "unseen force" that seemed to aid Morgan in times past...he was unknowingly refering to Ororo::

The three of you must stay together...for you will be traveling through Limbo....and if you do NOT stay together..you ill be LOST in time and space..beyond my reach. I cannot bring Morgan back....she is beyond my reach as i do not control the stepping discs. but there is someone who CAN help you.

:: Ororo lifts her hands...and in a BLAST of thunder and a rushing swirl of wind....Haleigh, Blaze and Alison are now in their costumes...fully restored and looking as if they had never been worn before.::

Alison's precognition is limited in Limbo but her knowledge of dark magick will make up for my absence. the three of you must go forward TOGETHER...and I will see to the doctor.

:: she pointed out of the carved out window over looking the night shaded mystical garden. at the outer most edges of my garden...where the barrier between it and the rest of Limbo is thinnest..you will see stepping discs...they appear randomly and can take you ANY and EVERYWHERE with the speed of thought. You must travel through those discs...to find ...Darkchilde.

:: thunder rolls ominously as Ororo says this::

Darkchilde is the crown jewel of the trinity, the strongest of the three...she is sorceress supreme in her reality as Morgan is here but there is something about Darkchilde that is different.

Beware that her reality is different from this one. things that are one way here may not be there...and there is no guarantee that you will find ME there either. just remember, your goal is to find Darkchilde...Alison will know what to do then.

now go.

:: Ororo motions for them to make haste. she knows that they will not see HER in that timeline because she is DEAD there...all times and places in limbo overlap...it is one of the many strange facets of this arcane realm. she watches as the three women leave....with Haleigh helping Alison a bit.::

:: speaking softly as they disappear around the corner::

may the goddess protect and keep you all.....may you return with Morgan.

[Foxfire]

Still held securely in her warm and inviting embrace, Blaze could feel Haleigh's frail body tense at the explanation Ororo gave. But, she didn't say anything, after all Haleigh was entitled to feel hatred, and the others were allowed to feel as they wanted. Haleigh's skeptical words leaked a more vulnerable emotion, one that Blaze knew well too, for she carried the same tone. She awaited a reaction from Alison and Ororo on the subject of Morgan.

Alison explained more about what she saw, and for the first time Blaze saw Alison convey emotion. Nothing but real emotion, something that Blaze knew lurked inside the Seer. It was pleasant to see, feel, and watch. It proved exactly what the mutant said, behind the Marble heart was a woman. Alison's descriptions were so detailed...so REAL...Blaze felt as though Alison was truthful, and this was not a nightmare.

With Ororo to confirm Alison's sighting, the wise weather witch supplied some impute of her on. One that was enlightening for all parties involved. Blaze remembered Darkchilde from the stories she had been told. How would the team react to her and vice versa? This was the same woman, Blaze had been trying to get in contact with weeks ago.

Haleigh and Ororo conversed on the subject of Karen while Blaze listened keenly. Anything she needed to say was addressed either by Haleigh or Ororo. Ororo revealed the Doctor's true location and the vicious battle taken place. She gasped in horror as the doctor was slammed to the ground, the sickening thud bouncing off the castles walls. The sound making Blaze cringe with horror. Immediately after the scrying pool vanished, Haleigh and Alison argued who would be leaving to save Karen.

Blaze stood to argue against both women, but Ororo timely stepped in. Sitting back down, Blaze couldn't seem to get a word in, not that it was a bad thing. Ororo addressed their new mission, finding and locating DC. Standing back up, Blaze noticed her battle armor shimmery with new life. Did they plan on battling DC? Blaze hoped not, she knew what DC was capable of after the Inferno incident...if that's how the real Darkchilde behaved.

Following the two team leaders out of the doorway, Ororo's words crawling into her mind. Blaze took the rear position, her eyes observant over Alison. She too was prepared to catch her if she fell, although Haleigh's solid grip over the Seer would secure no harm would happen. Blaze was left to her own private thoughts, Alison's descriptions were so vivid....how on earth did Morgan survive. Did she survive? Blaze never understood the netherealm, but she did understand her mission. She could only hope this one was a success.

[Harbinger]

:: Alison looked at Haleigh in disbelief as the woman practically FORBADE her from going to rescue Karen. It was the first time that anyone, let alone Haleigh had outright challenged her in this way. But Alison understood why Haleigh felt the way she did. The Seer was still "new" to her body ...as strange as it sounded, and it wouldnt be wise for her to rush off like that..back into such a dangerous, hostile evironment.::

:: Ororo spoke up and informed them that NONE of them would be going back to Earth and that SHE would be handling it. if Ororo was taking this task, there had to be an extreme reason, for she RARELY involved herself directly in the affairs of those on earth. Alison trusted her "Mother's' judgement on this and looked upon Haleigh and Blaze with a softer expression, her cobalt blue eyes did not have the same cold, stern glare that she was known for. she seemed much more "human" now than she had before and it was surprising to her friends.::

:: as she felt the winds rushing around her and a flash of light, she was now in her trademark battle suit complete with the high heeled boots. the suit was brand new, it felt perfectly fit to her as it countoured her feminine frame.::

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:: As Ororo conveyed their mission and goal, Alison slowly ran her hands through her blue/black hair. traveling through Limbo via stepping discs would test their logic, their senses and they would most likely see things they would never have suspected. the "dark trinity" was one of the multi verses rare gems and each woman involved had a history rooted in pain and tragedy. Alison wanted nothing more than to save Morgan and bring her back....she would gladly go to the ends of HELL to do so....and with Haleigh and Blaze with her...they would face this together. For once, Alison did not fell compelled to go it alone, it was a feeling that was new to her::

We will, Ororo. Good luck to you as well.

:: Alison left with the others, making their way out of the mysterious, dark castle and out into the garden in what passes for "night" in Limbo. they walked through the serene and seemingly endless expanse::

My precognition does not work as well here, as Ororo said, none of our powers will work exactly as they would on earth. Once we are to the edge of the garden, we will see the other side of Limbo, the wild, harsh, icy hell dimension filled with demons, floating land masses, raging skies and sounds of violence...we MUST stay together.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah's eyes fluttered open. She started, disoriented and in unfamiliar surroundings. She saw that she was lying in a canopy bed, and blinking her eyes clear, realized where she was: the castle in limbo.

Details of recent events were fuzzy: Illustra, the Citadel...Blackout, Malice. She had been injured...but how? Oh yes, they had poisoned her. Fading memories of the firey pain came back to her but for a moment. She threw off the covers of the canopy bed, revealing her body perfectly intact. Had the whole thing been a dream? Perhaps they were still here in Ororo's garden, resting after they had been infected on the yacht. Perhaps Morgan was still...

But no, even as she thought these things, she knew it wasn't so. These things had happened, of that she was sure. But how did she get here? And where were Alison and the others?

She threw her legs over the edge of the bed and landed softly on the stone floor. Opening the door, she looked into the empty hallway. ]

"Hello?"

[ She slowly began to walk down the hall, looking for signs that she was not alone here. A light breeze and soft chimes filled the air. She felt at peace here, more peace than she had felt in a long time. ]

[Ororo]

:: even as the three young women left for the outer edge of the garden, Ororo watched them from the window carved out of the stone wall of the room itself. the winds blew as her white hair and blue robe flowed.::

:: being aware of every living thing in her Garden, Ororo sensed that Delilah was awake, aleart and searching through the castle for someone, anyone.::

:: with a haunting whistle of wind and a swirling column of wind and dead leaves, Ororo "moves" from the room she was in to appear in the circular hallway to meet Delilah. appearing in front of her in the same column of wind and dead leaves::

Ororo: Hello, Delilah. How do you feel? it is good to see you are up and about. The effects of the poison and battle in New York have been completely reversed and you are now back to full health.

:: Ororo spoke with clarity and warmth as she smiled upon the younger woman. they stood in the hallway which was dimly lighted by torches of eternal green mystical flames on the wall . and as the wind softly blew and chimes rang in the air, Ororo motioned for Delilah to follow::

come.

:: she lead her down to a lower floor small, but elegant dining area of sorts and offered Delilah a seat at one end of the long, dark wood table.::

would you like something to eat?

:: Ororo wanted to make sure Delilah was fine and at ease before they discussed anything further. she knew the woman would have questions and she was prepared to answer them, as well as begin her OTHER plan to facilitate Karen's rescue.::

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah jumped a little as Ororo appeared before her, but then smiled at the goddess' presence. If Ororo was here, then surely everything was allright.

The soft light in the castle was soothing, and complemented her own gentle glow. She followed Ororo dutifully to the dining area, and sat where the goddess indicated. She realized as she was asked if she was hungry, that in fact she was famished, in that comforting way when you awake well rested and ready to face the day. ]

"To be honest - I'd love something to eat. If it not too much trouble, that is."

[ She smiled, comfortable in the safety of Ororo's presence. ]

[Ororo]

:: standing at the head of the table, Ororo extended her hand, and a blast of thunder, followed blast of light heralds the appearence of a beautiful spread of refreshment. fruit, bread, juices, choice meats...a selection of things for Delilah to choose from. all fresh and perfect in taste. Ororo herself had no need of sustenance anymore, but she took a golden goblet filled with the most rich and exquiste deep red wine as she sat in a throne like chair at head of the table::

Ororo:you may partake of anything you wish. you are here in my garden within Limbo. Alycia Barnett and Zachary Armani, along with Morgan's familiars are here as well. they were sent here by Karen and Foxfire before they came to free you from Malice and Blackout.

::a few little fearies flitted about in the air high above..their chiming melody faintly echoed as they flew about...curious of Delilah and her own natural luminescence...but keeping their distance so as not to interfere or interrupt their mistress, Ororo::

Haleigh, Blaze, Alison and yourself are now here as well. safe within the garden, away from all the chaos that has unfolded in New York since the final battle.

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah smiled at the thought of little Tinkerbell and the kitten here in the garden. She made a mental note to hide a little treat for them from what lay before her. She helped herself to some fruit, one eye drawn to the beings hovering about over their heads. It was a bit unnerving, but not terribly so.

She felt relief to know that Haleigh, Blaze and Alison were here as well...safe, or so she thought. So they had succeeded - that was why they were here. Rest and recuperation before rejoining the world, as they had done before. Nothing out of the ordinary. But as Ororo mentioned the battle in New York, her mind turned to another. Her face became serious. ]

"And Alexis? What of her?"

[Ororo]

:: sipping from her goblet, Ororo began to answer Delilah's next question::

Ororo: in the final climax of the battle, Blackout had plunged New York and most of the east coast of the United States into a paralyzing "blackout" as she absorbed all of the power and attempted to destroy the city. Guardian faced off against her, the backlash from their power struggle killed both women.

:: Ororo nodded slightly, as an image bubble appeared in the air over the center of the table, replaying the events...the moment where the backlash slammed into Alexis and Alison, sending them both screaming and flying backwards in opposite directions as the shockwave and power then continued to ravage and destroy everything in its path city itself was in a blackout.::

this act of terror by Blackout may have singlehandedly undermined all of the work, the effort that Senator Sharon Kelly had accomplished in the name of tolerance and mutant rights...what she died for. I rescued Haleigh, Blaze, and yourself from what has now become a POLICE STATE.

It took me time, but i was able to revive Alison...traveling to the astral plane and leading her soul, her spirit back to her body. She has returned to life ...been "reborn" in a sort of way. ALEXIS, was freed of the "Blackout" persona, which had been catalyzed by the choker which adorned her neck...it was a ploy that had been set in motion by Adam Chandler and Helena Quatermaine years earlier in their attempts to ensure Alexis fullfilled the destiny THEY had designed for her. Malice exploited her...and abandonned her to her fate but with that backlash, the chocker was destroyed and that part of her persona as well. she was HERSELF again...but her body could not recover from the injury, nor could her psyche repair itself from the years of torture, manipulation and exploitation. She would never have been able to recover from the "Blackout" crisis so I have brought her here, and turned her into stone... a statue.

:: the image bubble shifts to show the statue of Alexis out in the garden near the majestic, cascading water fall::

to spare her psyche and her soul any further torture....she will remain here. free of the torture and evil that her family visited upon her from birth. Deep within the stone form...her basic essence remains. she will enjoy the peace and serenity too often denied her in her former life.

:: the image bubble fades as Ororo awaits Delilah's response::

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah gasped as Ororo spoke. ...killed both women... More of their numbers...dead and gone. Her hand flew to her mouth as she watched the destruction unleashed upon the city.

She hung her head as she listened to Alexis' fate. The choker...so there had been a way to save her, but it had come all too late.

She was at a loss for words for a moment, before looking up at Ororo. ]

"Is there anything we could have done to prevent what happened to Alexis? What is to be done about the city as it is now? And Alison...can I see her?"

[Ororo]

::Ororo slowly shook her head in the negative::

Ororo: I am afraid there's nothing I can do about the city of New York, at least not at this moment. The LAST time the city was damaged this badly, I was able to help Morgan tap into her latent "time manipulation" powers and turn back the "clock" to reverse the physical damage to the city. Alycia Barnett and Senator Sharon Kelly covered the Six on the legal and social front and do so again in the aftermath of the Inferno. But With Morgan not with us, and Sharon Kelly dead as well, the options are limited.

Blackout's actions were devastating not just to the city's physical sense but in a social/political way as well, the implications of what changes will come in attitudes towards mutants and meta humans is as wide as it is grim. That is why i brought you all here...to keep you safe from the immediate fall out. Time passes different here than on earth...when the time does come for you to return to New York...we will have to do it as quietly and subtlely as we can.


:: taking another drink, Ororo held her hand out to a little fearie that was fluttering nearby. it happily flew to its mistress as she gently held it in her palm::

Alison is not here right now, she, Haleigh and Blaze have gone on a sort of mission within Limbo, one which could very well change all of our lives and bring further comfort and resolution.

[MorningStar]

[ She wondered what would happen to the city she knew so well, and to all the mutants who would suffer for the fallout of the destruction. All the good work the Senator and Alycia had done...for nothing. She felt ashamed for feeling so safe and peaceful here, while such terrible things were going on in the "real world".

She took a bite of apple as Ororo continued to speak. When she mentioned Alison and the others, her ears perked up. She swallowed the bite with a big gulp and stood up quickly. ]

"Well if they've gone on a mission I should go with them! I mean, I can't leave them alone - not at a time like this. I'm ready, I can go right now-"

[Ororo]

:: Ororo held her hand up, to signal Delilah to remain calm and to stay seated::

Ororo: No Delilah, you must remain here.

:: slowly standing up, she releases the faerie who flutters away out into the hallway::

your sense of duty and honor is far above most. it is one of the things that makes you the beautiful individual that you are both within and without. but you have more than earned a much needed rest. The life of a super hero, is not truly for you, deep within your heart you've known that. But out of your sense of duty and loyalty to Morgan, you have twice joined the cause of two super hero teams, lending your powers and abilities to help fight against the evils of this world.

:: walking to another area of the dinning room, Ororo tends to some plants that hang on a wall, waving her hand over them as small clouds form and begin to rain on the plants::

you will be reunited with them soon enough, and together you will face this new and uncertain time which is now upon your world. as i told them, it is time to look BEYOND MysTech as your sole focus. The threat of them has been all but neutralized. Not only did Blackout undermine Sharon Kelly's efforts, but she also sealed the fate of the tide turning against MysTech.

There will be new challenges, new situations for you all to deal with. You will still be apart of the Six as a family, but you must take time to make sure you are OKAY with yourself and all that has happened in recent months.

my citadle and garden are open and available to you to explore while you are here. but i suggest you continue to rest.

meanwhile, I have another matter i must attend to else where. if you need me, i am only a wind away.

:: Smiling at Delilah to reassure her. Ororo purposefully did not tell Delilah about Karen. knowing that it would upset her too much. She could not risk Delilah going back to NYC at this time..knowing that the NYPD would be looking for her as well as the federal government. indeed, she had OTHER plans set up for the rescue of the doctor::

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah began to protest, but then stopped. In her heart, she knew that, as usual, Ororo was right. She had not been herself since Morgan's death, and it had hurt the team. She needed this time alone to reflect, mourn, and repair the damage done to her physically and emotionally. She had to trust in the abilities of her friends, and that they would be fine without her. A hard realization for Delilah to come to, but a necessary one.

After Ororo left, Delilah dressed and began to wander the grounds of the castle, taking in the beauty of her surroundings and the serenity of Ororo's garden. ]

[Oracle]

<< as Ororo departed, and Delilah returned to her chambers to change and wander through the garden, it seemed as if Delilah was at least able to trust in Ororo's words and judgement and allow herself time to heal, time to refocus. She would see her friends soon enough, and she would be greeted with a surprising and pleasant NEW change as well.>>


<< as Ororo moved elsewhere in the castle within the garden, the others, Haleigh, Alison and Blaze were preparing to take the first and most terrifying leap into a STEPPING DISC>>

[Jessica Hamby]

"Thank you. now, I will--"

Haleigh began, as Ororo agreed with her... but then stopped short... as Ororo then went on to say that SHE wouldn't be going either... Haleigh didnt argue, though, as what Ororo said about going herself caught her attention and sounded eerily familiar... nah... i'm not even going to ask. She thought, as she nodded in acceptance of her new task.... as strange as it was.... she was a little RELIEVED to be going on with Blaze and Alison... her team spirit seemed to have grown immensely, as she helped steady Alison, offering a little stability as the precog got her legs beneath her once more.... it was ironic... for not too long ago, Haleigh would have been more likely to PUSH HER DOWN than help her stay up.... but it was yet another testament to how close they had ALL become and how much each of them had grown... because it was unlike Alison to ACCEPT help as well. They made their way out of the castle and through the garden, and Haleigh did her best to focus on their goal... she seemed to brighten a little.... perhaps she TOO was beginning to believe this could be pulled off? That maybe, just maybe, they could restore their core even MORE with the return of Spellbinder? Did Haleigh dare think it? It appeared she might.... for she asked questions as if she were convinced.

"So.. when we find Darkchilde... what will we tell her? Who's to say she'll even CARE about helping us save Morgan?"

[Harbinger]

:: as Alison made her way through the garden, she had a few moments where she had trouble in her heels. quite a change from before, but this was , in some ways, a FIRST TIME for her all over again as she was freshly "back into her body." Haleigh was on hand to help steady the Seer, for which Alison was greatfull. Much had changed between them since a year ago when Haleigh would have reveled in Alison's turmoil and Alison would have been plotting to kill Haleigh. the changes between them [among others] had benefited the WHOLE of the group making the foundation as strong as it was now.::

:: as they neared the outer most edges of the mystical garden, they began to hear and see the changes in scenery....everything from violent, churning purple skies and pulsating blasts of jagged black lightning; to violent , whipping winds, colder air and floating land masses...even the appearence that the garden was on a higher ground level than the ground of the rest of limbo itself. the drop looked horrifying and there was no clear indication of just WHERE the "ground" began in the rest of limbo.::

:: as Haleigh asked what they would do once they found Darkchilde, Alison turned to reply, even as the cries and screeches of demons could be heard in the air::

I would imagine that if we approach with caution and respect...that we will at least get an audience with the sorceress. My precognition is severly hampered by the fluxuating/blending "time" in Limbo. I can only "see" things in the most immediate and most plausible timeline for US. But based on what i know about the dark trinity, Darkchilde most likely has experienced her share of loss and nightmares just as Morgan has. She may be very willing to help insure that the people in the life of her alternate counterparts are spared the pain that she and her loved ones have gone through. We may be fortunate enough to find her reality's version of Ororo as well. But I honestly don't know.

:: thunder slammed and rocked the air around Limbo , catching ALL their attention as Alison , who was standing between Haleigh and Blaze and easily the tallest of the three, took their hands within her own [yet another first for the Seer who was generally not one for physical contact]::

Let's go.

:: stepping OUT of the realm of the garden, the women found themselves standing on a sharp plateau...now firmly in the realm of Limbo. There were flying demons, and other demons on land masses of various sizes and physiques and they carried various weapons.::

we should try to avoid the demons if at all possible. Since both of you are infected with the Techno organic virus and my magicks will protect me, we need not fear THAT, but they are territorial and they out number us. fighting them is not our goal here.

::looking out on the chaotic expanse which seemed to stretch infinitely in all directions, Guardian wondered how Morgan was so blessed to be apart of the Dark Trinity, to share in the wonder of being connected to such a realm that few mages would ever be able to see, much less survive in.::

Somewhere out there is Morgan's castle, the Summit. Stepping discs will appear at random anywhere at any orientation. Since we do not control the discs, we're going to have to take our chances and catch the first disc that appears. Be carefull, the terrain here is very unpredictable and uneven. if you fall off a land drop, you could be falling for an indetermined amout of time.

:: whether it was luck or the signal to swift disaster, a stepping disc suddenly appears right along side of the three women horizontal and close to the ground::

This is our departure! Let us go!

:: feeling a burst of focus and determination, Alison quickly steps forward and into the disc::

[Oracle]

<< the visual perception that the three women had is enveloped by LIGHT as they teleport with the speed of thought.>>

<< bluring images of "visual reality" flash before them , spinning all around them as sounds blur.>>

<< suddenly, as fast as it began, it ends and Guardian, Black Widow and Foxfire are now inside a cavern ...the sounds of Limbo are faint..they appear to be within the mountain range underneath the summit and below ground, below the castle itself in the secret catacombs. the stairs wind down leading deeper and deeper into a dark "unknown" and the jagged stoned walls are so cold to the touch. the sound of water dripping can be heard and winds whip violently through this underground cavern. it is a place none of the women have seen before but the have no choice but to descend DOWN the spiral stairs carved out of the stone itself...>>


<< the do not know what horrors await them.>>

[Foxfire]

Walking along side Alison and Haleigh, Blaze enjoyed the serene beauty of this land. There was no actual stress...it was so enigmatic yet tranquil. Blaze too felt a new sense of hope, she was not sure if it was the resurrection of Alison or the possibility they could rescue her sister. Throughout their journey in Limbo, Blaze felt Morgan all around her...even though she was not there. She tried not getting her hopes up in case the mission was unsuccessful.

Darkchilde was the most fiercest woman of the Dark Trinity, her soul tainted with evil. Haleigh’s question about the Demon Sorceress made even the mutant wonder. Tracking DC was like finding a needle in the haystack. However, perhaps DC would respond more so Alison and Haleigh because of the dark evils lurking in their souls and the blood they had tainted. But, maybe Blaze would be the key for her connection to Morgan, being half sisters.

The skies here were out of this world...literally, even Blaze admired its beauty. The roaring rumble of thunder surprised even Foxfire who felt Guardian’s warm hand envelope into her own. Looking down to stare at the woman’s hand, also noticing she had also grabbed Halrigh’s. A small smile tugging at the corner of her lips, but she pretended not to notice.

Alison was showing plenty of emotion, which received pleasant reactions from her friends. Giving Alison’s hand a gentle but firm squeeze of encouragement. Her quick strides matching the other two women. In a way they resembled the Charlie’s Angels preparing for a fight. The howling winds blowing and curling their hair around but a look of determination was noticed in each woman.

Blaze stopped short, almost pulling Alison back with her. Flashbacks of Limbo and her time in Inferno. Shutting her eyes, a painful expression was given from Blaze. The demons horrid screams still fresh in her mind. Shaking it off, her green eyes looking over the rigid cliff into the pitch darkness of oblivion. A few rocks falling off the edge, cascading down into no man’s land. Blaze was relieved she never had a problem with heights.

"We’re supposed to jump into a stepping disk? Any one that appears? That’s refreshing to know if I make one false step I become a pancake, Alison. Maybe you hit your head harder than we anticipated." Her tone dripping with sarcasm, but she trusted Alison.

Taking one quick breath, Blaze bolted from the edge with Alison and Haleigh. Shutting her eyes, Blaze half expected to fall through but instead her body disappeared. Teleporting through a stepping disk was wicked. It felt as though she was tripping on acid, as crazy as that sounded. Sounds and visual images were altered into new shapes, sizes, and tones.

The disk opened and out all three came. Landing on her feet in a crouched position, Blaze stood up. "Can we go on that again?" She smirked, before becoming serious again. An icy gust of wind silencing the mutant all together. Rubbing the leather suit she wore, it felt as though the wind had cut through her suit. Her gloved hand moving to touch the stone walls, only to feel cold through the fabric of her gloves. Looking around with awe she held out her hand as it began to glow. Sliding from her gloved palm was a lengthy fire wave, one that gave more light to the area, and possibly try to warm the chill off her teammates. The fire shaping into a hovering flame as Blaze moved to grasp a dark almost camouflaged torch that hung inside the crevice of the wall. The flame following until it molded with the torch, brightening everyone’s visual perception. Blaze moved along the cavern with the torch held in her left hand. She found she couldn’t smell as keenly as she usually could, no her hearing. Obviously her senses had been affected by Limbo as well. Side - by - side of Alison, who was still situated in the middle of Foxfire and Black Widow.

Blaze’s torch flickered from the gusty winds here but the flame held up strongly, due to Blaze’s own manipulation. Stepping carefully down against of the steps, careful not to fall.
"I seriously want her interior decorator." She joked, trying to lighten the spooky mood.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian descended down the steep downward spiral stair case, carefull to move "sideways" so as not to lose her balance on her high heels. With her newly reconstituted body, this was one of the few moments where having on heels was not the best idea....anytime before, it wouldnt have been a problem for the Seer.::

:: as the winds gusted and howled, echoing through the downward descending passage, Guardian turned to Foxfire as she quipped about the decor::

Consider yourself lucky, we could have appeared in the midst of demons...or worse. I cannot tell just WHERE in "time" we are right now within Limbo...only subtle changes. There is a sense of...silence and abandonment...this could be EITHER Darkchilde's or Magik's reality...we wont know for sure which time we are in...until we are given a direct visual clue.


:: the three women descend further and further...until they near the ground level, Foxfire's own flame provides the needed illumination. it is eeriely quiet down here...only the wind provides any sort of sound. no demons seem to be about...and these catacombs seem so dark and isolated, there's no telling how far down they are or what they were used for.::

Look!


:: as the stepped off the final stair into the ground level, Blaze's light reveals a SPRAWLING labyrinth of passages, short tunnels...and stairs, they orientation of the some sets of stairs is reversed, some side ways...the the perception of SPACE is tested here and the three women stand on a stone walkway ABOVE the labryinth.::

This is going to test our sense of spacial awareness. I will be able to compensate, Haleigh can use her own GPS systems to make sure that she and yourself do not lose site of either one of us as we walk. if one of us appears upside down at some point or oriented any other way...we will stop and take a moment to center ourselves.....let's.....


:: before Guardian can finish, she pauses::

wait! someone's coming!

:: not a second after she says this...a scream is heard. the scream of a young girl. a terrifying scream::

[Oracle]

<< as Guardian sensed the coming of someone, and the screams of a little girl filled the area around them, and from the far right....they see a little girl. a little blonde hair girl in a pink dress and wearing the mysteious "beatrice medallion". running frantically for her life, she can't be anymore than 7 years old. Tears streaking down her panicked face.>>


<< the little girl is MORGAN...no, not really Morgan, but her cross time altnerate, Magik(Illyana) . the women have traveled BACK in time and are now in Limbo at the time when Magik had first arrived as a little girl, kidnapped by the evil demon mage Belasco.>>

<< as she runs, Belasco appears. the tall, striking man who is demonic appearence with a wicked grin on his face as he is instantly upon upon little Illyana>>

Belasco: THERE you are, you naughty girl. You've been most difficult and I am displeased. I am tired of your attitude, Illyana. Your precious x-men are DEAD, they cannot save you and now its time to take your medicine.

<< a truly horrific scene unfolds as Belasco yanks the child by her hair and pulls her to the ground. Standing over her, Belasco attacks her, physically assaulting her, beating her! she cries out in pain, begging for someone to help her, but her cries are only met with more physical abuse. it is truly a heart rending sight to behold>>

<< for Haleigh and Blaze, the sight of this appears as though its happening RIGHT NOW. Will ALISON realize what is happening?>>

[Foxfire]

"Woo, I can't wait to see what else is down here." She remarked back to Alison, a smart - ass look gleaming in her flickering shadow. Stepping down, her right hand moved around Guardian's slender waist to steady her. "When are you going to learn five inch heels are dangerous." Her hand dropping to her side, waving the fiery torch around to see more of the new level they entered.

"Well, I suppose I'll stick with Black Widow." She side stepped around Guardian to stand next to Haleigh. Her own ebony shadow dancing off the stone - cold walls. Her eyes following the various stairwells, already feeling a sense of dizziness. Blinking her eyes she turned to hear Guardian's words pause, only to hear a cry of help. The cry was youthful and painful, Blaze realized it was a small child. What would a child be doing down here?

Looking closer, she saw Morgan! Her eyes squinting unsure if this was some sort of illusion, but the more she looked the more she realized this was not Morgan. It was either Darkchilde or Magik as Guardian instructed. Another mysterious figure emerged, the voice of a masculine tone. And out of no where this demonic being began to physically beat the child. An innocent child who did nothing.

Blaze's emotions were boiling to the surface with her eyes morphing into an eerie yellow flaming color. She wanted to brutalize him! Looking back at Guardian, did she see this?! Blaze turned quickly to grab Guardian's wrist, more forceful than needed. "Guardian!" She whispered, pointing to Belasco. Foxfire detested any sort of abuse to a child, but she wanted Guardian to see as well. Ororo did mention Guardian would know what to do. Plus, Blaze had to follow orders from her two team - leaders. Her eyes conveying the rage she felt while witnessing this awful sight. Black Widow and Guardian would feel the heat rising in the cold cavern. It would come from Foxfire who was trying to restrain herself from lashing out or placing the team in danger. She had to wait for orders...as much as she hated this!

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian turned to see who was coming, a little girl. She leaned forward a bit, tryiing to focus in on the child to determine WHICH of the dark trinity she was. Knowing Morgan's own history, Morgan didnt arrive to Limbo until she was a teenager, so it couldnt have been her. Magik and Darkchilde's histories were more similar...it was definately one of them.::

:: she watched the child run and then Belasco appeared. She had read entries on him during her travels around the world as a solo adventurer. She knew him to actually have been a HUMAN that was banished to Limbo by the dark over lords he served. it was his punishment for failing to bring the earth under subjugation centuries ago.::

That is not Morgan....but That DEMON is Belasco!

:: she stopped short as he ATTACKED the little girl, Guardian gasped with shocked as her eyes widened in disbelief. it made her remember her own mother, how she physically abused Erika and Cameron and how Alison would have to defend them against her.....and just as it did then, this angered her.::

:: she felt Foxfire grabbing her wrist and looked down and then over as Foxfire pointed at Belasco. The mutant wanted to DO SOMETHING to stop him!::

Stay where you are, Blaze. :Guardian whispered::

:: Guardian deeply sympathized with Foxfire...she wanted to attack the monster as well, and to save the little girl...but she knew enough about Limbo to know that events that happened in the past could replay at any moment in the same place they originally occurred. Her precognition told her that this had ALREADY occurred and they could not interfere...no matter how badly they wanted to::

I know you want to do something, I do too, but remember what Ororo said. We CANNOT interfere in what we see. Not only that, but ...i sense someone else coming as well.

:: Guardian would not take her cobalt blue eyes off this horrific scene as Belasco assaulted little Illyana...she would not turn away. Her look of disapproval showing so strongly.::

[Oracle]

:: the winds in the labyrinth seemed to roar with anger themselves....answering the cries of the little girl, as lightning flickered in the far distant shadows...the bolts began to lash out forward toward the direction of where Belasco was.::

:: thunder crashed as well. someone was coming, and that someone was ANGRY. ::


woman's voice: BELASCO!!!!


<< Guardian, Foxfire, and Black Widow could feel the winds tearing at them, the area growing cold as the lightning began to strike at all orientations. it was not so hard to guess who was coming now>>

[Foxfire]

Guardian's own reaction to the beating of the young girl mirrored her own. Foxfire had not realized this was part of a memory that had to play out. Releasing her tightened grip on Guardian, Blaze took a moment to regain her composure. Her eyes fading back to that emerald green tint. She nodded to Guardian's orders, but the anger was still thriving inside her.

She felt so helpless! This was an awful memory...Blaze sympathized for the child. What a monster Belasco. Guardian alerted someone else was coming? Fox couldn't sense anything, which only added to her frustration.

Hopefully someone to kill this bastard. She thought coldly. The icy winds around the team rang to life as Blaze's hair splashed back at her. Raising a gloved hand in front of her eyes, she looked to the side, trying to lessen the harshness of the winds. Her torch suddenly was extinguished from the gusty winds. Blaze's eyes trying to adjust through the darkness. Lighting lit up the caverns around the team as the light flashed across each of the women's facial expressions. Turning to her torch, Blaze was successful to light another flame for the torch. Slowly the light entered around them once more.

Absentmindedly, Fox jumped at the angry voice. It was so full of rage....but feminine. Was this Darkchilde? Turning to her side, Blaze braced herself from the powerful display of weather. Her torch probably wouldn't last much longer. Bolts of lightning came zig - zagging down in various directions. Foxfire tried to pin - point but the lightning was so hurried, it was impossible.

[Ororo]

:: a YOUNG Ororo swooped into view, flying at high speeds as she pushed more elemental chaos ahead of her.::

:: Guardian, Foxfire and Black Widow would not that STORM was sporting a MOHAWK, and wearing a striking, provocative leather outfit consisting of a leather bodice which revealed cleavage, straps, thigh high boots and a black cape. a skull arorned the center of her bodice at the cleavage area. Storm looked unholy and sexy at the same time and she was ENRAGED. This must have been the way she was when she finally had begun to master the art of sorcerey in Limbo, which would mean her X-men had died not that long ago::

Storm: Belasco, you son of a bitch! It is not enough that you have destroyed my X-men, now you wish to harm this child as well!? did you think i would let you get away with this!? DID YOU THINK I'D LET YOU LIVE??

:: swooping down as she slams Belasco with a large boulder she carried with her winds, and lands....gesturing menacingly, bright yellow halo's of dark magick form around her hands::

I'm not just a mutant anymore, monster. I'm a sorceress....what YOU made me. Only you didnt realize that magick is apart of my heritage. I've watched as you destroyed the people I love, and now you try to destroy this child...NOW i'll SEE YOU DEAD!


:: Storm savagely attacks Belasco. lashing out at him with her mutant powers AND her magickal powers. the sight of her being so violent is shocking to the women of the Six. Storm cries out like a bird of prey as she makes pass after deadly pass against the demon mage, who attempts to defend himself.::

:: Storm herself seems more demonic at this point, her solid white eyes glowing, her teeth slightly fanged, and of course her unholy, erotic costume.::


:: she beats Belasco back viciously as the young Illyana slowly picks herself up and hides behind a large rock nearby...shaking with fear.::


:: Belasco falls before Storm's wrath, as she now stands over him...her clenched fists radiating with pulsating lightning as she growls with contempt::

Storm: what now oh demon mage, no sick retort, no mocking comment for me now that you cannot do anything MORE than you already have? are you so surprised that the student has SURPASSED her teacher?

Belasco: please......Storm, MERCY!! I BEG YOU!

Storm: YOU beg for MERCY? did you show any of that to my X-men when you MURDERED THEM!?

NEVER!....DIE YOU BASTARD!

SUPREME THUNDER...CRASH!


:: as the winds SPIN around the cavern, Lightning begins to flash and strike all around faster and faster coalescing into a monstrous single force, it is easy to forget just how primal and POWERFULL this elemental force is, but at this moment, the women of the Six are REMINDED as Storm lifts her hands high above....thunder CRASHES and BLASTS so hard that it ROCKS the labryinth HARD.....and LIGHTNING....CRASHES DOWN in such a BROARD , WIDE SCALE that it envelopes the ENTIRE area of the battle where Storm and Belasco are....Belasco screams are blood curdling as the savage blue/white lightning reduce him to nothing but ash and bones....at the high heeled boots of Storm...who stands triumphant.....::

:: she looks up in the air, closing her eyes as tears fall down her face::

Storm: it is done my friends...your deaths are avenged, Illyana is saved....and Belasco is destroyed.


:: she puts her hand over her heart...a look of pain on her face as she weeps...for her fallen X-men. Illyana cautiously comes close to her... As Storm's face contorts again with pain....this is the moment where Storm lost her last shred of innocence, her soul becoming tainted, CORRUPTED by the evil of dark magick..the evil she sought to destroy was now apart of her and that was the ultimate, ironic last lesson Belasco had instore for the weather witch.::

:: as she slowly bends down to pick up a still tearfull and frightened Illyana, Storm begins to softly comfort her as she carries her away, leaving Belasco's ashes to blow away in the winds. Soon she fades away, leaving the women of the Six to take in what they have just witnessed::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh returned the grip on Alison's hand, careful not to squeeze hard enough to crush her bones, as they prepared to leap into a stepping disc... the whole idea made her uneasy... they were just going to jump in and hope they landed in a good place... and Haleigh rather liked KNOWING where she ws headed.... But Alison seemed so sure... and while Blaze expressed the same discomfort Haleigh was feeling, she sucked it up and took a deep breath, trusting that they could handle anything.

"Just do it, Blaze."


She said, just before they all took the leap of faith. They appeared, intact, in an underground cavern of sorts... but it was otherworldly... and gave Haleigh the sensation that she TOO was drugged.

"Well... this is... surreal."

she commented, as they descended. she was careful to stick close together with Alison and Blaze.... for she above ALL knew that being separated in Limbo was dangerous... for she had been alone before... and nearly fought to the DEATH with Spellbinder herself... and with the darker, more evil inclined Darkchilde on the prowl... who knows. Guardian talked them through the cavern.... but she stopped.... a girl screamed...

"So young..." Haleigh commented on the voice.... Limbo was no place for children... even SHE knew that much... and as they watched the little girl come into view... Haleigh remembered something from her time with SB... watching something that seemed so real but wasnt.... and poignant thought the scene was... she didnt make a noise OR move to help the girl, as Blaze did.... and she nodded when Guardian reminded them not to interfere. The winds began to whip around them.... lightning gained intensity... and Haleigh looked around as a woman's voice filled the air....

"Is that Storm... we must be in the wrong time... OR.... we are watching a time LOOP.... as I did after the Inferno incident."

Haleigh asks, just before they see Ororo swoop into view... Haleigh stands, watching, in utter amazement. Storm is obviously in the PRIME of her youth... and she absolutely WIPES THE FLOOR with her competition. She is out for blood and Haleigh can identify with that... as they watch and gain insight into the sorceress's motivations and backstory.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian's blue/black hair was now whipping in the wind, she had to move it back out of her face as she narrowed her eyes and saw just who was coming::

Goddess....it is Ororo! as she was after she first arrived in Limbo! She's come for Belasco just as she once told me!

:: Guardian felt a secret relief that Storm was here to lay waste to Belasco and make him pay for hurting the little girl. Storm's voice was so loud, like the thunder she commanded, it echoed with a true sense of anger. SHE looked so young, so savage...yet so BEAUTIFULL.::

:: Guardian watched as Storm beat down Belasco and humiliated him.::

She's magnificent!


:: As Belasco begs for mercy, Guardian recognizes this moment...it is what Ororo present day in Guardian's time references as the moment she fell into Belasco's ultimate trap...the evil of dark magick that tainted her soul. the same way that both Alison and Morgan were tainted. As Storm obliterates Belasco...Guardian surprisingly flinches. the primal violence of the attack shook everything around them and his screams...she couldnt WAIT for them to fade.::

:: soon she noticed Storm, speaking out to her dead X-men, Guardian could sense the pain , the guilt that flowed through this young Ororo over the loss of her team. She watched as Storm suffered the effects of her soul now being truly corrupted, her lest shreds of "goodness" and "innocence" being stripped from her even as Belasco was now nothing more than dust::

this is what she meant....the loss of control. this is what she was trying to tell Morgan and myself about before and after the Inferno.

:: as Storm picked up the fightened Illyana and began to softly comfort her, she realized that those two were each other had in this reality. it was no wonder that Ororo was so important to the dark trinity. She could see a glimpse of the Ororo she would come to know as the sorceress comforted the small child and carried her away. Storm and Illyana faded...and the three women were left there as they were before::


:: a stepping disc appears in the air out in front of the, vertically oriented.::

that's our cue! let's go..HANG ON!

:: Guardian rushes forward, with Blaze and Haleigh still hand in hand. they leap off the edge just right to be caught by the disc and TELEPORTED to their next destination.::

[Oracle]

<< once again, the world around them is enveloped in white light as everything spins and blurs. and in the blink of an eye....they are now teleported to...The Summit!?>>

<< it would appear that they merely moved UP from the catacombs to the massive castle itself but in fact they were teleported FORWARD in time and to another reality of Limbo>>

<< in the massive stone Castle, which appeared exactly as it did in Morgan's timeline....a haunting fog hung WITHIN the castle. it was VERY silent but outside of the summit all around a VIOLENT storm raged in the skies of Limbo...it was more violent than anything Haleigh and Blaze had seen before it was as if it raged unchecked.>>

<< Guardian, Foxfre and Black Widow were on the top most floor, the observatory and high above in the domed ceiling, was a large hole that gave a view out into the violent skies as black lightning bolts blasted down randomly through the large hole and winds sometimes whipped in. along the circumference wall of the observatory were massive statues...bearing the images of Ororo, Karen, DARKCHILDE, and three others that Guardian , Black Widow and Foxfire would not recognize. two were of Darkchilde's sister Dire Wraiths, Alessandra and Persephone the other was of Morpheus, the only man in all time and space that captured the icy heart of the Darkchilde, the only man she ever dared to LOVE. these MASSIVE, high reaching statues were of the most important people in Darkchilde's life and they seemed so menacing...even though they were nothing more than stone and all the women of the Six found themselves DWARFED by their presence. everything about this reality was tinged with a sense of chaos and EVIL that was far worse than in Spellbinder's timeline.>>

<< this apparently was where they were supposed to be...now they had to wait>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian looked around, noting the eerie fog INSIDE the castle. things looked like they hadnt been touched or used in YEARS...the gothic castle was as strong as it ever was though as it resisted the terrifying hurricane force raging outside in the skies of Limbo::

:: as Guardian looked upward to the "EYE" in the domed ceiling she could see a decent glimpse of just how bad it was outside::


I don't believe I've ever seen such an atmospheric disturbance on this level in Limbo...not even during the Inferno.


:: looking around the massive statues Guardian pointed to the one that most likely appeared to be DARKCHILDE::

That is Darkchilde, we must be in her time stream. Those others....Karen, Ororo and two other women....and a man...they must be the figures central in HER life.

:: their names were etched into the pedastals on which they stood...along with a description of who they were.::

those two :: pointing at Alessandra and Persephone:: are "Dire Wraiths" ...Darkchilde has the same title. that one :: pointing at Morpheus:: is a "Titan" and Karen and Ororo are "Mother" and "Honored Mother"

something's wrong here....i sense a great tragedy about this room....an event that somehow has something to do with the storm outside.

:: guardian's precognition was working in a limited way, but she had no idea just how dead on she would be. they would all find out as a truly tragic moment would unfold::

[Oracle]

<< As Guardian sensed a "feeling" of dread hanging all around them, her perception would proove to be all too true as suddenly several individuals began to rush into the Observatory>>


<< Ikaris, Titania, Morpheus, Ororo, Karen Victoria, Riana and Brenthon all beautifull, POWERFUL members of the Masters of Evil rushing into the room, with Morpheus carrying a woman in body contouring eldritch armour. she wore a matching armored headdress and had red horns that came out of the openings of the headdress at her forehead. THAT was Darkchilde!>>


<< the group of people seemed to be regrouping, clearly in the midst of the battle>>

Karen: Goddess be praised, we got her back!

Ororo: Yes..but we cannot rest now, they are COMING for her! Ikaris and I will protect her, Titania, Morpheus, Brenthon, Karen prepare yourselves...this is it..the FINAL battle!

<< the group took their positions. they seemed to work so well together and as Ororo and Ikaris revived Darkchilde the others began to do battle with fierce flying creatures ..."Death Wings" that shot acidic blasts.>>

<< Ororo joined the fray as she laid waste against them by unleashing a violent blizzard against them while Karen cut more down with her mystic force daggers>>

<< Titania, Morpeus and Brenthon brawled with more creatuers called "Hellhounds" making short work of themand as the battle wore on, eventually the group emerged victorious and Darkchilde was awake and revived as well>>

Ororo: welcome back, Farrah.

<< the group rejoiced in the return of DC and thier apparent victory but it was all PAINFULLY short lived as the room is STORMED by a new enemy and Ororo was IMPALED from the back by a steel spike and Karen was thrown into the air before being CRUSHED in jaws of stone. the screams of Karen were so painfull before her body was crushed and she was now left mangled and dead, her eyes opened. The others gasped in horror as Morpheus cradles a dying Ororo in his arms. He loves her as his MOTHER and as she passes on..he roars with grief and rage. the remaining group of individuals, including Darkchilde who is now BESIDE HERSELF with rage now launch themselves into battle with the Original Dire Wraiths of legend. a space traveling band of evil sorceresses who had marked Darkchilde to be their gateway to earth.>>

<< the battle was fierce, and violent...one by one...the members of the group fell and Darkchilde now insane with grief UNLEASHES the SOUL EATER, CRYTO. this demon RAVAGES the Dire Wraiths and devours them UTTERLY before DC detonates what can only be described as an "eldritch ballistic bomb blast"...that destroys EVERY THING....leaving no trace of any creature from the Dire Wraith's army....only DC, on her knees in the center of the observatory, with her hands over her face, WEEPING for her mother, ororo, her friends and her beloved Morpheus. it is a truly sad sight to behold. Darkchilde has just lost her friends, her FAMILY...and as she looks up at the EYE in the obsevatory, a chime sounds off as the castle begins to shake violently...a BLAST of black lightning CRASHES DOWN into the observatory and slams down on Darkchilde...as she transforms into a being a PURE MAGICK...retaining her feminine form, her hair now flows upward, her eyes glow solid white and she is composed of pure energy but clearly no longer human as her heart has cracked with grief over this loss...she removes her family from this battle...and ensures their bodies are buried in Ororo's garden ...and she departs...leaving this castle and retreating somewhere else in Limbo.>>

[Foxfire]

Behind the earth shattering rumbles of thunder and the blinding lightning, the mysterious feminine figure revealed herself to be STORM. Foxfire's mouth literally dropped at the provocative costume, the hardened exterior, and the MOHAWK! Not to mention this Storm looked much more youthful. She watched in awe as she destroyed Belasco. The ground the team stood upon trembled and shook. Regaining her footing, Blaze watched as the time line progressed with the young child following Storm. It was beginning to comprehend for Foxfire, who also recalled the stories.

Another stepping disk appeared with all three women jumping through. This time, Fox wasn't so in favor of this mode of transportation. She stumbled out of the new stepping disk, her equilibrium off balance. She placed a gloved hand on a nearby wall. Looking up she gasped at the unfamiliar statues. Ebony lightning bolts struck in the background only intensifying the gloomy affect of this room.

Foxfire was introduced to ANOTHER statue...one that was a stark contrast to the other statues. This statue was in a crouching position but the long erect ears stood out. Foxfire looked closer at this statue, her eyes falling over the battle armor, and the mischievous grin of the dark faerie known as Betrayal, another member of the Masters of Evil & Guardians of Light. For some reason Blaze felt a deep connection but she did not understand why. Her eyes reading the warriors name, "Betrayal" she repeated to herself. Beside this statue was a SECOND figure. This figure was standing but her facial expression depicting a stern and warrior like look. She appeared human but two very noticeable sais were adored in her hands in an artful pose. Her statue name? Elektra.

Foxfire stepped back, her eyes wondering to the statues of Darkchilde, Persephone, and Alessandra. All these warriors present were beautiful but fierce. Just then more timelines appeared. The events unfolding to broadcast a tragic battle, but no sign of Betrayal or Elektra.

Darkchilde was everything Morgan used to be. The way she protected her friends, the ferociousness in battle, her beauty. Blaze felt as though this was REAL. Touching her throbbing head, she saw the image of DC vanish. Sure, it was fascinating to learn the Dark Trinity history, but it was also overwhelming.


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This whole realm was unlike anything she had ever seen. Violet skies, black lightning, flying demons of all sizes and shapes. It was in a world of its own. Adjusting to the bitter battle sequences, Foxfire felt the agony of DC, the effects still left behind.

"She was a warrior like us...she too fought for a cause...despite her alignment." Blaze's words cool and confident. "I see parts of Morgan in her...but what do we have to offer Darkchilde?" Blaze stopped again, her eyes falling on Persephone. Wow, she thought to herself. The mutant felt drawn to the statue, but fought the temptation. She kept her footing locked on the marble flooring.

"What does this mean, Guardian?"

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh jumped into the second disc, this time without pause. They appeared in an observatory tower this time... in front of a cluster of statues. Some Haleigh recognized... some she didnt. She was about to ask a question
after Alison gives them a forewarning... but several people burst into the room... all the statues that Haleigh had recognized, including an incapacitated DC, who looked so remarkably like Morgan that even Haleigh worried for her wellbeing....

what followed was a whirlwind of activity, and happened so fast that Haleigh could only stand in place and watch, her eyes going from person to person. She watched as Darkchilde lost everyone, one by one... and she couldn't help but feel for the woman.... for she knew better than most... there was no more severe a tradgedy than being the sole survivor. DC retreats... and the three women of the Six stand in silence, alone once more... Haleigh listens as Blaze ask questions.... and then speaks herself.

"Alison.... can you tell how long ago that took place?"

[Harbinger]

::Guardian watched as the flurry of action unfolded, individual who appeared working as a team rushing in, Morpheus, the titan, carried a beautifull woman in eldritch armour. her horns immediately identified her as Darkchilde. her resmemblance to Morgan was truly uncanny.::

:: the grouped worked fast and in concert, seemingly gaining the victory but then, the battle was rejoined by monstrous evil creatures, the "dire wraiths of legend". Guardian had read of them as well during her travels as a solo adventurer. they'd made several attempts to conqure earth but had been repelled by the shaman Forge, Rom the space knight and Darkchilde herself.::

:: the Dire Wraiths outright MURDERED Karen and Ororo.Guardian covered her mouth in shock::

::spoken softly:: Karen....Ororo!!

:: Alison folded her arms across her chest in an "X" pattern..it pained her to see Karen and Ororo die so violently in this or any timeline and as Darkchilde lost herself in a truly insane grief, she unleashed magicks on a scale beyond anything that Blaze or Haleigh had seen. The woman DESTROYED EVERYTHING that was hostile to her and her fallen friends with such sweeping force...but in Alison's heart...she couldnt have agreed more with Darkchilde's actions.::

good...she got them...she got them all!

::Alison couldnt help but feel the grief and the rage that Darkchilde felt as she cried out over her fallen friends and family.::

:: as Darkchilde transformed...or evolved into something no longer human...but a being of pure dark magick, the transformation was beautiful to behold but Alison knew that Darkchilde's heart was now completely hardened and she most likely would never love another being again in anyway. she was completely isolated from everything now and as DC left the observatory, the images faded away, leaving the three women alone again.::

::Haleigh and Blaze began to ask what happened and other related questions::

::looking down at Foxfire, Guardian breathed in deeply before exhaling and speaking::

I believe we have seen the single most traumatic moment in Darkchilde's life. These were her family, her friends, her loved ones. Clearly they were a team...even her mother was involved...and though they fought valiantly they died, violently. She survived because of her power, and this is her realm...but what price the power if it dooms you to be forever alone?

I believe we have just seen the ultimate downside to being a part of the dark trinity. Each woman...Spellbinder, Magik , Darkchilde has had their lives painfully blighted by pain, loss and betrayal. Is it any wonder that Morgan has been so icy, so bitchy and disdainfull? she knows the mantle that she carries, she knows what she can do, and how far she can go and what that means for those around her. The Inferno was but ONE result of a loss of control on her part.

:: as Black Widow asked if Guardian could determine when this happened, Guardian touched her hand to her forehead, her cobalt blue eyes glowed solid white as she attempted to "see" into the past and the present...but of course it would yield limited results::

It is difficult to pinpoint exactly, except that a SUBSTANTIAL amount of time has passed, just looking around the castle and this observatory it would seem that no one has been here in quite some time...only the faintest traces of any kind of battle remain. The feeling of "abandonment" is all around though, Darkchilde must have left this place and relocated to some other area of Limbo. We are at least in HER timeline, now it's just a matter of finding her before.....

:: a crash of thunder heralds the opening of a stepping disc in front of the group of women. it is in the center of the room where DC once grieved for her fallen friends and family::

well, we know what to do...

:: taking Black Widow and Foxfire, the three women slowly stepped down into the disc. all of them had been touched by this terrible event..it was a painfull object lesson as to the price of being a member of the Dark Trinity. As they stepped into the disc, they are once again bathed in light as everything spins and whirls and in the blink of an eye..they are moved to....Ororo's Garden::

[Oracle]

<< the three women now found themselves in Ororo's garden but something was obviously different. the whole expanse of the garden was in the grip of a never ending "midnight" state. so pitch black was it that only the swirling black clouds in the skies provided any sense of the space above. thunder rumbled slowly across the area, randomly crashing in the sky and the first time this happened, all three women were caught off guard.>>

<< the air was thicker, it smelled more of a dense jungle than a fresh blooming garden. a myst hung in the air all around them and drifted slowly as well...with only the sounds of crickets and other insects in the air playing against the randomly blasting thunder.>>

<< the feeling of abandonment that Guardian had described was here as well....all the flora, foliage and other natural wonders of the garden seemed old, wilted and not nearly as vibrant as before....and the streams and the water fall were now either barely flowing or stagnent.>>

<< there was an eerie feeling about them, but even Foxfire and Black Widow could tell that Ororo was not here anymore...a sad sign that they were still in Darkchilde's timeline. The only piece in the garden that still stood tall and vibrant was the massive, high reaching oak...it was the first thing Ororo had created from a single acorn, the first symbol of her reclaiming her soul from belasco's evil corruption...and through all of the splendor of the garden, this oak stood tall and strong. it was a sort of focal point for the three women...a reminder that even though Ororo was dead, some of her influence, her efforts remained just the same>>

<< off a few fet away, near the stream that lead toward a water fall...was a peculiar looking statue, it was roughly near the same spot as were ALEXIS new stood in Morgan's timeline of limbo. But this statue was far older, vines wrapped around the statue..and a few small dark faeries flitted about around the statue. the look on the statue's face seemed to be one of discontent, it was a WOMAN...who looked like she came straight out of the age of greek antiquity...a "goddess" of some sort.>>

<< several feet away from THAT was Ororo's own castle...dark and clearly uninhabitied...the castle simply stood tall and rested, the myst flowed through and around it as well>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian, still in the middle of the group, slowly looked around, she IMMEDIATELY sensed the "Long time" absence of Ororo from the sprawling garden which now resembled a slowly aging forest or graveyard. the errie silence, the swirling midnight skies, the melancholy chrip of crickets and other insects...this was definately the darkest hour they had ever seen in this once beautifull, sprawling oasis::

This is the same timeline....Ororo is no longer here to sustain the garden and it shows.

:: Guardian's spoke with a mournfull tone. She hadnt realized how much it hurt and even UPSET HER to see Ororo and Karen die so violently...and it didnt matter that it was in this timeline as opposed to their own.::

:: she stepped forward a bit::

walk carefully, this myst hangs low and thick..but I feel we are finally where we should be. a clue to finding Darkchilde is here within this decaying garden.

:: the smell of "dense jungle" didnt sit well with Alison, as she twitched her nose. She'd been to places where the air was "rank" and while this wasnt as bad...to know what it had ONCE BEEN and why it was now this way....it all made her feel so gloomy.::

:: looking around trying to navigate through the myst, Guardian spies in the distance an aged statue. with vines that wrapped around it at various places...and mysterious, oddly glowing little dark faeries flitting about around the statue.::

in the distance, that way ::she points::

I see a statue...could it be Alexis?

::she begins to lead the group forward::

that shouldnt be possible, because Alexis did not exist in this timeline and there's no evidence to suggest that she was represented among those that we saw back in the observatory in the summit.

:: as they came closer, they saw that the statue was infact NOT of Alexis but of Persephone. only this statue seemed more detailed, the outfit that it wore, even the expression on its face, that of discontent was so intricate...it seemed too coincidental that this would be JUST another statue of someone OTHER than Darkchilde::

there's something about this statue...something that is more than what we see....we need to find Ororo's castle. there may be more information in her apothecary, assuming the layout is the same as the one in our timeline.

:: peering about through the fog, Guardian directed Foxfire to provide a torch once more and they carefully made their way through the garden, wary of any demons or hostile creatures that may have been able to breach the barrier now that Ororo was gone.::

[Oracle]

<< the three women made their way to the gothic castle of Ororo's. With its mistress passed on, the castle had become covered with vines and other plant like growths around its exterior. the myst that hung low outside was also flowing inside through all the floors. but the torches of green eternal mystic flames still flickered softly in the carved out niches in the stone walls inside the castle. haunting , eerie sounds of "settling" could be heard all around on every floor. the place seemed so empty, so gloomy without Ororo. even the few enchanted creatures that hid in the shadows seemed sad and lost without their mistress>>

<< Guardian, Foxfire and Black Widow made their way to the apothecary, the room on the top floor of the castle. this place, housed ancient books of spells, scrolls, parchments and other important documents as well as mysterious potions, elixirs and talismans...all possesed with an ancient past and mysterious mystical properties. on a large oak wooden table, there lay a parchment, a large book that appeared to be Ororo's own book of shadows and a small blue bottle that was covered with dust.. a small candle with the green eternal flame flickered nearby, illuminating the dust covered table. on the end, a window, carved out of the wall itself gave them a higher, more aerial view of the garden. they could see the mysterious statue from a different angle, she was located near what appeared to be an actual GRAVE YARD with 6 headstones. a large weeping willow tree overshadowed the statue and the grave stones and its leaves slowly swayed in the mournfull winds of the dark midnight sky.>>

[Harbinger]

::inside the now eerie and spooky castle, Guardian walked with her team mates. her high heeled boots causing an echo as she walked along the stone floors.::

this place is so gloomy, so empty. you can FEEL the darkness and coldness that has permeated this once beautifull oasis.

:: Guardian's cold tone also echoed, blending in with the winds as they whispered through the circular hallway.::


::finally on the top floor in the apothecary, Guardian and others arrived. Guardian marveled at the mystical knowledge and treasure that was housed here...relics from times on earth and in limbo long past, secrets that most mages would never know of. some of them Guardian had studied or even seen in use before.::

there's Ororo's book of shadows, and its open to a specific page, a potion is nearby.

:: walking over, she stood over the table and with a beckoning motion, a rushing, chiming sound is heard as Guardian tk's the candle closer to them so they can better see. it is infact Ororo's book of shadows, and it appears that the page it is on is the last entry she made...before her death.::

:: looking down, she noticed what was written::

The moment I have feared is upon us. Darkchilde and her friends have come to Limbo for refuge from the original dire wraiths that have returned to carry out the plans they had envisioned for Darkchilde. They intend to use her as a living bridge through which they would subjugate the earth. Ikaris, Titania, Persephone, Alessandra, Brenthon, Morpheus and Riana have joined the fray as has Darkchilde's mother, Doctor Karen Victoria.

After two rounds with the Wraiths and their hordes of Death Wings and Hellhounds, Darkchilde and Persephone have been wounded. Darkchilde will recover, but Persephone, due to her own unique nature is ill suited to the realm of Limbo. She is deteriorating faster than I would have expected. As we prepare for the final show down to drive the Wraiths out of this plane of existence once and for all, Persephone insists upon joining her sister dire wraiths [alessandra and darkchilde]. with her weakened state, I cannot allow her to place herself or us at risk and though she protested, I have cast a spell upon her transforming her into a living statue to remain in the safety of my garden.

The rest of us will go and do what must be done but should some or all of us not return, i leave the potion and reversal spell for future beings that may come and undue the spell i have cast on persephone so that she may at least live her life free of the danger that once loomed. she will understand why things had to be this way.

:: Guardian looked up and over , out through the window , seeing the statue again.::

That statue is IN FACT Persephone! she's been there...ALL THIS TIME courtesy of Ororo's spells! that means she's been preserved and spared all the pain that that took place in the observatory on the summit....that also means she does not know what happened to the rest of her team.

:: Guardian pauses as she looks at Blaze and Haleigh::

We have the means to free her, she may be able to help us locate Darkchilde without having to travel through another disc....

::Guardian picks up the potion and runs her gloved hands over the incantation that Ororo has listed in her entry::

Darkness swell, within, without
Of her stone form let there be no doubt
The stone skin she once wore now shed like the snake's very own
Powers of magick, recast her flesh and her bone!

let us return to the garden...and face the statue. so that we can release Persephone.

[Foxfire]

Guardian answered her question with both knowledge and sympathy for Darkchilde, who lost her mother, friends, and lover. Alison’s interpretation proved to be enlightening with her comparison to Morgan. The young mutant listened with interest the more Guardian unraveled the history of the time line. It was almost like traveling back through a history book, except this held Foxfire’s attention not only because it was so realistic but because it reminded her of Morgan.
The rumble of thunder was just an entrance for the stepping disk, which appeared. Her fingertips intertwined with Guardian, who then took a hold of Black Widow’s. Together the entourage jumped through another stepping disk. It was anyone’s guess to say where they would end up next.

The stepping disk opened horizontally and out all three women dropped. The environment here seemed lifeless and morose. The midnight clouds huddled together to mask any violet skies that had once painted the earth. Fox found herself feeling a pit in her stomach, between the vicious deaths of DC’s friends, Ororo, and Karen all seemed lost through time and space. The air was muggy and humid with a stench of decay in the air, mostly from the garden.

Blaze did see a more pleasant sight, one that centered inside the garden. A large oak tree, which seemed still in tact, which was about the only thing here. From the corner of her eye, Blaze saw another statue. It was encompassed with thick green vines and a group of faeries. Walking closer to the edge of the stagnant water, Blaze tried to get a better look, but her vision had been handicapped in this realm.

Instead she could only make out shadows of the face, depicting small signs of emotion. The figure looked familiar as Foxfire linked the one of Persephone with this one. Why would there be more than one? Blaze turned to Guardian, who warned the group of the dangers that lay inside the dense fog. Guardian’s question about the statue, brought her attention back to Persephone.

"I don’t think that is Alexis...but perhaps someone who shares similar physical qualities."

Already both mutant and Seer were on the same page, it was too coincidental that the statue was just left there. And with the lingering faeries surrounding it, which was abnormal as well. Following Guardian closely, probably a good three steps behind, she wondered why such a beautiful statue was left unattended to unless the statue had been human...somehow?

As Guardian directed Foxfire to move in front of her, to shall we say, shed some light on the subject. Foxfire moved slightly ahead with her torch giving a better perspective in this circumstance.

"I agree, the statue seems too detailed....no matter how good an artist is you can’t depict such intense emotions like that."

Entering inside the abandoned castle, Foxfire felt a chill run up her spine. "This place seems haunted in a way." She said, looking around to stare into small beady eyes of a creature. The surrounding fog hiding the small creature, only for it to disappear into a small crevice inside another secret passage. "Where is that sound coming from?" She looked around, not finding any possible clues or indications to where the sound was entering from.

Moving into the apothecary, Blaze was exposed to a more magical environment. Stepping through the doorway, she moved to an old bookshelf that housed hundreds of books. Ancient books that provided various incantations, mostly from Latin. Leaning in, Blaze blew several inches of dust away, only to cough from the dust inhalation. Her gloved hand reaching for a thick crimson book, the binding of the book torn in the upper half of the corner. Her eyes lighting up with her curious nature. "This explains why Ororo was so powerful....her thirst for knowledge. Look at these books...they must be hundreds of years old."

She said with amazement, placing the book back on the shelf.
Walking around the room, Blaze stopped upon the small aerial view of the window. Crouching down she pressed both hands to the window, wiping away some condensation. She found a focal point to the statue and a graveyard with several headstones, she figured them to be DC’s friends and loved ones. The air itself chimed as Blaze looked over her shoulder, seeing Guardian near the oak table. Walking up behind her, she read over Alison’s shoulder.

"Book of Shadows." She said, looking at the ancient book with awe. The pages of the book appeared to be centuries old, and the coloration was that of a stained yellow / beige. Her eyes rushing through the journal like entry. It now all made sense, as Fox turned to lock eyes with Guardian.

"Your right, Guardian, let’s go." She said, with a hint of excitement in her own tone. It was a good plan, Fox could only hope Persephone would listen to them first, without becoming hostile.

[Harbinger]

:: back out in the dreary, gloomy , midnight shrouded garden, the three women: Guardian , Foxfire and Black Widow from the castle across the way to the mysterious statue and the grave yard near by.::

:: standing in the center again, Guardian looked over a bit beyond the statue and saw the headstones, the graves. Her own marble hard heart felt heavy with regret and sorrow, it was so...so unreal to see people that she had known in her timeline, now DEAD before in this one. the finality of it touched Guardian in a way that she hadnt felt before, she too had been dead, but the woman responsible for bringing her BACK was now DEAD herself...it really made Alison realize how fortunate she was.::

:: she couldnt help but to stare, but she snapped herself out of her own trance, shaking her head as her cobalt blue eyes blinked a few times::

Oh...ah...sorry about that!

:: hurridly stepping forward. before looking back at the other two women::

Here goes!


:: standing tall and steadfast, Guardian recites the spell composed by Ororo::

Darkness swell, within, without
Of her stone form let there be no doubt
The stone skin she once wore now shed like the snake's very own
Powers of magick, recast her flesh and her bone!

:: as the spell, ignited by Guardian's own mystical power began to ignite ....a soft, errie hum could be heard in the still air around them...the lines of detail on the statue began to glow a sparkling green as the eyes began to glow as well. Guardian then throw the potion at the base of the statue, a sparkling green trail slowly rose up from the smashed bottle and began to encircle the statue.::

:: as the humming grew louder, thunder began to rumble in the swirling black skies around them. soft flashes of lightning eminating from the billowing clouds as the winds began to swirl around the statue. Still Guardian did not move or flinch, she stood strong and fast, as her own blue black hair began to blow in the wind and ground around the base of the statue began to tremble and SHAKE as the statue's stone began to CRACK at various points......the spell was beginning to restore this statue ...returning her to her original human form!::

it's working....she's REVIVING!

[Foxfire]

Foxfire could feel her own heart crash against her chest due to the adrenaline rush. In a morbid way it was restoring someone's life! Blaze hoped in her heart of gold this woman...this Goddess could assist them in their journey. She hoped the team made the right decision by freeing Persephone. Wait...why did that ring a bell? Searching her own memory, she recalled her Greek mythology...no this couldn't be a Goddess! Or could it?

Stepping next to Guardian, by her left side, Fox watched as Guardian read the incantation, before tossing the potion at the base of the statue. She watched with amazement as the statue crackled and crumbled from rubble. The stone was chipping to reveal a human body...well a Goddess! And the more Blaze stared the more hypnotized she felt.

Running a gloved hand to her temple, she took a moment to register this. All this danger and excitement had left Blaze feeling exhausted. Sage green eyes staring at the animated statue...soon all would be revealed.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Wind rushed around the statue of Persephone as it began to crack in various places. The winds began to pick up, circling around the stoned figure like a tornado, picking up bits of dead leaves and branches as it circulated. Thunder crashed above and lightning struck soon after. Suddenly, a woman's scream could be heard faintly, increasing in amplitude until suddenly, the statue exploded and a blinding white light illuminated the garden. ::

:: The garden was silent, only the soft rumbling of thunder could be heard in the distance. The light soon faded, revealing, Persephone. Standing tall on the small stone piling that her statue had sat on, Persephone was slightly hunched over, her waist length, curled, chocolate locks cascading in front of her face, shielding it. Taking in slow breaths, it felt like a sledge hammer had slammed into her chest; everything was very disoriented and unclear. ::

:: Still in her battle attire, the black catsuite with plunging neckline and tank inspired sleeves, clung to the goddess' six foot tall, toned frame. A platinum vine wrapped around Persephone's torso and upper right thigh, further decorating the attire. Finally regaining her barings, Persephone opened her forest green eyes and lifted her head; her mass of hair tumbling away from her exquisite face, finally revealing herself to the three woman. Slightly taken aback at their presents, Persephone's eyes darkened, immediately believing they were sent by the other Dire Wraiths. With lightning speed, Persephone's reached for her shoulder, the platinum vine that was wrapped around her body suddenly turning into her infamous transfiguring whip. Whipping it in the air in a circular manor above her head, she snapped it down in front of the woman twice to keep distance between herself and them. Slowing stepping off the pedestal, Persephone's instincts were to attack immediately, but Ororo was no where to be found....and her last memory was of speaking with her. She needed information....::

"Who sent you! Where's Ororo!"

:: The goddess' beautiful English accent rolled off Persephone's tongue, as she demanded fiercely the where abouts of Ororo. ::

"SPEAK!"

[Foxfire]

The statue's cracked stone imploded as chunks of stone scattered throughout the garden. Raising a gloved hand to shield her head for safety purposes, Blaze's eyes sparked as the Goddess was freed! Thick branches spun wildly in mid air, leaves, and other debris thrown backwards from the velocity.

Lowering her gloved hand, Foxfire's eyes locked onto the Goddess, who could easily dwarf the mutant. Hell, who couldn't? Blaze was probably the shortest of her teammates, but she was quick and agile for her physical size. Her eyes falling down the Goddess attire, still trying to register a Goddess was in their presence.

Persephone stepped down from the remaining entrapment she had been encased in. As the Goddess reacted with her whip, Fox stepped closer. With lightning speed of her own, she CAUGHT the whip in her gloved hands.

"We are in need of your help, Persephone. We do not wish to quarrel with you..." Blaze's eyes sparkled like that of an emerald gem. Persephone could feel as though she were looking through an alternate version of her comrade Elektra. She could FEEL the fiery essence of the mutant and her courage.

"Guardian...has freed you of your imprisonment, which she will explain." She released the whip, letting it drag across the stone wall. Blaze's eyes falling back to Alison, for a more detailed description.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian watched as the reversal spell climaxed and Persephone finally emerged from her eternal stone state to return to her beautifull, etherial form. The seer's cobalt blue eyes were firmly locked on the woman, who appeared to be as healthy as she was at the time she was turned to stone::


Blaze, Haleigh, keep back.

:: Guardian motioned for the two women to move back as she stood tall, taller than Persephone and un fazed by the woman's whip, but noting her fluent command of the weapon::

:: speaking in a cold, definative tone::

I am Guardian, I'm a witch and a seer. This is Foxfre ::gesturing to Blaze:: and this is Black Widow ::gesturing to Haleigh.::

We have freed you from your enternal stone state, but I regret to inform you....that Ororo has passed away....quite some time ago. As nearly as i can determine...you are now standing here before us....25 years later.

:: Guardian motioned for Persephone to look behind her and over...she would see through the drifting mysts, the headstones...where the small dark feares were now flitting about..providing a haunting illumination of their graves::


:: thunder rumbled in the dark midnight skies as Guardian's factual statements were heard by Persephone::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: The moment Blaze caught Persephone's whip, it immediately transfigured into a Black Mamba. One of the most venomous snakes known on Earth. The snake hissed within Blaze's hands as Persephone shifted her eyes to the small woman, unphased by her agility and boldness. Lunging forward, the snack sent a fierce bite into the air, venom dripping from it's exposed fangs. It could of easily bite Blaze, wrapped around her arm, constricted her. But Persephone's attention was soon diverted to Guardian. Allowing Blaze to drop the end of her whip to the ground, the Black Mamba slithered along the stone and up around Persephone's leg until it was once again, wrapped around her toned body. The snake seemed to "melt" into the fabric of her attire, returning back to it's platinum vine state. ::

:: Narrowing her eyes as Guardian spoke, Persephone was skeptical of the woman....Ororo was powerful, more powerful than any being she had come across. Persephone found it highly impossible for her to be dead. But as the goddess cautiously shifted her eyes toward the direction that Guardian nodded, the mist parted revealing the headstones. ::

:: Slowly stepping forward, the spiked heals of her boots scuffed softly along the stone pathway that lead to the cemetery. Her mouth parted slightly, and her green eyes fixed upon the tomb stones, Persephone made her way closer...closer to what she refused to believe. Softly gasping in shock, her eyes moved along the engraved letterings of each stone, causing her stomach to knot. Ororo and Karen Victoria, both with the words "Beloved Mother" under their names. Titania, Brenthon, Ikaris and Elektra read "Devoted Friends". Alessandra, with the words "Fallen Sister" And finally, Morphus with "Fallen Love" All graves of her teammates....all of them dead. ::

:: Lifting her seemingly 100 pound hand to her stomach, she gently pressed her palm against it, realizing she hadn't been breathing. Twenty five years...they had been dead twenty five years, and yet she lived. After a few moments, Persephone finally turned her head away from the tombstones, looking over her shoulder to Guardian. ::

"Why are you here."

:: Her voice less hostile than before, but still firm, and without a hint of emotional strain. ::

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian eyed the Black Mamba carefullly. She was prepared to "true freeze" it the moment it made another strike at Foxfire but as as the mutant let go of the whip, the snake slithered away back to its mistress and returned to its original form.::

a transiamorphic whip. interesting personal weaponry she has

::Guardian thought to herself as Persephone listened to the Seer and dared to look at the graves near by. she discovered Guardian was telling the truth about all of them, including Ororo. It gave Alison no joy to be RIGHT in this matter either.::

:: as Persephone looked back over her shoulder and asked why they were there, Guardian spoke.::

We are here from another timeline actually and our journey, our mission has led us to you. We are looking for the Darkchilde.

:: thunder crashes through the swirling midnight skies as a cold gust of wind whips all around across the wilted garden.::

You see, I know that you were her "sister Dire Wraith" and so you must know that she was one part of a multi versal phenomena known as the "dark trinity". we come from the timeline that is home to Spellbinder, one of Darkchilde's cross time alternates.

[Foxfire]

As the whip transfigured into a black mamba, Blaze grinned. "Well, that's new." She commented casually, unabashed that one of the world's most deadliest snakes was close to biting her. Moving her head back inwardly just as the snake attempted to bite. Her left hand moving around to grasp the snake by the back of the head, preventing its venomous fangs from puncturing a wound. "She's...beautiful." Unlike Morgan, Blaze actually liked snakes....a rather outcast approach, but Blaze figured them to be like any animal.

However, the snake showed more cunningness than expected as it coiled around her bicep, constricting her circulation. "I think she likes me." Nodding down to the snake just as Foxfire released its hold, with the snake returning to its owner.

Rubbing her right arm to gain more circulation back inside her veins. She glanced up to overhear Guardian's stern warning. "Now, you tell me." She sighed, already too late but nonetheless nothing hostile had come from either alignment. Keeping her ground next to Black Widow and Guardian.

Fox's eyes roaming to the mischievous faeries who roamed this world. These creatures were much like of a cartoon, small and delicate. A contrast to the rare statue faerie she had saw earlier. Guardian explained in greater detail to the Dire Wraith about her friends deaths, and their mission. Blaze glanced over to Alison, her voice seemed more humane, not that stone - wall person she had been.

"Spellbinder is...well was my sister." Blaze looked up to meet Persephone's eyes. "In your time line, would be DC."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Guardian mentioning Darkchilde sent a wave of anger throughout her body. For this...traveler to mention her very name was disrespectful, not to mention extremely STUPID. But Persephone allowed Guardian to continue, intrigued as to why they were looking for her sister wraith. The moment Guardian mentioned Spellbinder, Persephone turned her attention away from the woman, and back to the tombstones. ::

"Yes. I am familiar with Spellbinder."

:: Inhaling a deep breath, Persephone was not blind to the fact that Darkchilde was not one of the names listed along the tombstones...she was alive, but not in the way that Persephone once knew her. ::

"And their other counterpart, Magik."

:: A small faerie began to flutter past Persephone, her eyes following the little creature. Grabbing it in the palm of her hand, Persephone squeezed it tightly, looking over her shoulder once again at Guardian. ::

"Seeking out Darkchilde's a death sentence."

:: Tossing the now dead faerie to the ground, Persephone turned away from the graves, now making her way down the stone path through Ororo's Garden. Her eyes shifted around the dead garden...the beauty and tranquility it once had was gone. The mist was thick, the air was bitter. ::

:: Walking past the three woman, although THEY weren't aware of it, but Persephone was being far kinder than the brutal, unforgiving goddess she was known as. Normally she would have killed the woman once she gained the information she needed...but with the death of her friends looming over her, Persephone was far too distracted to care whether they lived or died. ::

"Go to Magik for assistance."

:: Straight, and to the point, Persephone's voice echoed off as she made her way further down the pathway, now heading toward Ororo's Castle. ::

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian gritted her teeth at the callousness of this woman. her insolence was astounding she showed NO ounce of gratitude from having been liberated from her stone prison and now, she acted as though she ruled them. Guardian may have been freshly returned from the dead, but it was not BEYOND her to return to her icy ways, especially in the matter of trying to save her own "sister", Morgan.::

:: watching with a stone faced expression as Persephone casually KILLED a creature within Ororo's garden, Guardian looked over, her cobalt blue eyes zeroing on the wraith::

Were you always this rude and callous as to kill a creature within the garden of a woman you seemed to be concerned about? Because if so, I can see why Ororo turned you to stone.

:: Persephone was powerfull to be sure, but so was Guardian and neither woman had seen the other in battle::

We are not here for you, NOR do you dictate our actions. It is WE who freed you and believe me, we posses the power to render you INERT AGAIN!

:: Guardian stepped forward::

You do not speak for Darkchilde, and WE are not going to be told what to do by you. You're just as lost as we are and if you DON'T HELP US you will NEVER find Darkchilde yourself, much less attempt to salvage what little of your former life there is to find.

:: Guardian's tone was sharp, and she herself seemed more cold than before. Persephone was not making a good impression on her::


:: all around them in the darkness, the myst continued to drift and the thunder rolled in the skies above. the cold winds gusted randomly and the crickets and other insects continued their haunting, seemingly endless symphony in the air around them. Guardian looked at Black Widow and Foxfire and signaled them to flank her on either side...ready for anything::

[Foxfire]

Taken back by the fact Persephone knew of the Dark Trinity, Blaze stood stunned. Which meant if the Dire Wraith knew, then so did DC. Her eyes following the Goddess as she grabbed a helpless faerie killing it. The small creature falling to the ground in a heap, with its other friends flying over to grieve. Perking a curious brow at the tainted beauty, Blaze shook her head.

"We have nothing left of our home world...like you most of our friends are dead, missing or severally injured. Although Magik would probably assist us, we need Darkchilde due to her power. She is the most potent of the time lines, which is why we need her. You can find her Persephone. Don't you wish to be reunited with your Sister Wraith?" She asked, finding nothing get through to the Goddess.

Looking back at Guardian in frustration, "She's wasting our time, she doesn't care Alison. And supposedly this is the Goddess of nature, What a joke." She spoke with a venomous tone, for she too was agitated by Persephone's behavior.

She moved behind Guardian who addressed herself and Haleigh flank her. Foxfire standing behind Guardian's right shoulder and Black Widow on the left. They looked very much like the Charmed Ones in their posture and pose. Blaze's eyes leaking their natural green pools to reveal a flickering eerie yellow flames that stared down Persephone. She too grew tired of this, she wanted to find her sister!

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Stopping in mid stride, Persephone kept her back to the three woman as Alison began to speak more harshly to the goddess. Narrowing her eyes slightly, once Guardian spoke about having the "ability to inert her again", a small smirk grew on Persephone's lips as she slowly turned around, crossing her arms along her chest. ::

"Oh I seriously doubt that."

:: Her tone even and cold, Persephone's eyes locked onto Guardian's, seeing the anger radiating from the witches eyes. Glancing to Black Widow and Foxfire as they moved aside of Guardian, taking battle positions, Persephone let out a low laugh of amusement. ::

"I've fought in battles all over the world long before you were even a THOUGHT in your parents MINDS. So if you think I’m going to quiver in my boots....you three will be the ones who are in for the rude awakening."

:: Shifting her weight casually from one leg to another, Persephone kept her arms crossed, letting out a frustrated sigh. ::

"Look, the Darkchilde that I knew and loved--my friend....my sister, is gone. She is nothing more than pure magik now; a manifestation of her grief, anger, and guilt. And not even I can get through to her in that state."

:: Persephone's face was stern as she spoke to the posed woman. Darkchilde was once her friend, but Darkchilde in the form of pure magik...was no one's friend. Everyone was an enemy--everyone was her foe. But even though she knew this to be true--that Darkchilde herself told her the tales of what could happen if driven to the point of emotional strain that she was in during the battle with the Dire Wraiths-- Persephone wanted to see her again. Even in her magik state. Perhaps it was false hope...or even suicidal thinking, but Persephone reluctantly nodded her head. ::

"Fine. I will help you find her. But she is nothing like your timeline's counterpart, Spellbinder. Especially now. So you let ME handle her."

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian squared off as Persephone turned back to face them and laugh them off, stating that she was far beyond them in years and experience. But Guardian was never one to be out done by ANYONE when it came to a verbal sparring match, OR to proove that she was the in the right::

Spare us, Persephone. Your past, your present and even your FUTURE are all pitifually transparenet to me. I can see EVERY aspect of your life and call you out for the emotional TRAIN WRECK that you once were. You are ALONE now and you know it.

:: Guardian's cobalt blue eyes locked with Persephone's eyes. As far as "seeing" all aspects of her life, The Seer was actually BLUFFING for while in Limbo, her precognition was hampered, but Persephone wouldnt know that::

I have KILLED beings who considered themselves gods. Do not think that your antiquated perception of "god hood" has any bearing in this or any future timeline. You are a RELIC.

::Guardian stopped herself from berating Persephone any further....she did not feel compelled to go all out as she once did when dealing with others In the Six several months back. truth be told, she didnt want to argue, or fight with this woman. it was truly fascinating to behold Persephone, given what Alison knew of her from legend.::

:: As Persephone relented in her half of the stand off, and agreed to help them, warning them to let her deal with Darkchilde, Guardian nodded::

We will make sure that you have primary communication with Darkchilde.

:: at that very moment, almost on cue, a stepping disc blasts into view hovering off the ground several inches and slightly angled. something about this disc was different. winds rushed out from it, causing Guardian's blue/black hair, Foxfire's chocolate brown hair and Black Widow's blonde locks to blow back. an eerie pinkish/white light radiated from this disc.::

::Guardian looked between her two friends::

I sense a great evil and contempt....it must be Darkchilde!!! We must take this last leap.....

:: taking each of their hands. Guardian felt it best to let PERSEPHONE, who was on the other side of the disc, go in first::

[Foxfire]

Each of the three women standing, representing for earth and for the Six looked alluring, determined, and beautiful. With Guardian standing in the front she resembled a bird of prey, her cobalt eyes fierce and ruthless. Foxfire stood to Guardian's left looking passionate, fiery, and agitated. Her flickering irises burning with impatience for the matter. And Black Widow looked predatory, Smokey, and cunning. Her eyes depicting a sense of impatience to them but also fascination. All of them studying their new companion, Persephone.

Each alignment standing with a bit of an attitude and a stand - off position. Foxfire remained quiet as Guardian verbally spared with Persephone, addressing her catty comments. This was Alison's field, and it clearly showed. There was an icy frost to her words, cold and cut throat, it made Fox grin with admiration.

Finally the Dire Wraith gave in, relenting as did Guardian. And almost on que, like it was destiny, another disk appeared. The winds elevated in speed now as everyone's hair flew madly in the wind. It was as if a tornado was coming, Alison's words revealing what Blaze had considered. Her hand reaching out for Guardian's on pure instinct, she took one last breath as Persephone would jump first then the Six. She felt better knowing Persephone was going first, in case she planned to double cross them.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Lowering her brows inquisitively as Guardian began to rebut back at Persephone, the goddess tilted her head very slightly to the side at her mentioning she was a train wreck at one time. A hint of amusement appeared on Persephone's face as her lips maneuvered into a smirk. This woman was resilient...but stupid. Persephone was well aware of the fact that everyone's powers in limbo were bogged down aside of the dark trinity and Ororo, but if it made Guardian feel all powerful, why take that small flicker of confidence away? ::

:: Finally, after minutes of banter, the two woman came to an understanding. And on cue, a stepping disc appeared next to all four woman, blowing gusts of wind that tossed her ebony locks back behind her. Squinting her green eyes to the bright light, she looked to the three woman as they took each others hands and awaited Persephone to take the first move. So much for their fearless attitudes. ::

:: Stepping forward, Persephone moved to the angled stepping disc until finally, jumping within it and disappearing. ::

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian looked upon the larger, more violent disc she showed no outward reaction to it, but secretly, her own heart raced at the thought of meeting this timeline's part of the Dark Trinity....the DARKCHILDE::

:: as terrifying as Spellbinder was in her timeline, Darkchilde was THE WORST of the three. Even Persephone acknowledged that and Ororo had confirmed that DC was the most powerfull of the three. Would she even give them time to speak before she savagely attacked them? Would Guardian be strong enough to repell her long enough to at least give Haleigh and Blaze the chance to escape?::

:: she would not lose herself in such self doubt and fear. not know, as she took her two friends and together they jumped into the disc. their world was enveloped in white light as everything spun around so fast...and soon...they were now in a new place within this timeline of Limbo....a place of POWER::

[Oracle]

<< the midnight garden gives way to a dizzyingly high rocky plateau, now out in the open, the women were now in the grip of the violent storm that raged unchecked. they were much closer to the churning skies they had seen before and it was rather unsettling. the winds, thunder and lightning played a violent elemental symphony. only a few winged demons could be seen at this point so HIGH....almost as high as the summit, but without the protection of the castle. >>

<< Persephone had come out first, followed by the three women of the Six. they now saw in the near distance a rock with a sword embeded into it. the sword blazed with silver mystic flame. it was the Soul Sword. Spellbinder had minfested it during the inferno..and here it was, firmly in the Darkchilde's possession and where the sword was, the mistress of the blade could not be far from.>>

<< the power on this plateau was fierce and extreme. Guardian's mystical alarms would immediately begin to sound off, indicating that someone or SOMETHING was closing in on them...FAST>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian sprung up from the disc, landing crouched down, Black Widow and Foxfire came out out okay, but before they could really take in this shocking high position they were now in, Guardian's mystical alarms began to go off..::

the magicks here..are as BLACK as i've EVER felt...this is beyond anything on EARTH!

:: she had to shout over the roaring winds and raging thunder.::

Persephone is at our 9 o'clock....so we better....

:: Guardian stopped, her cobalt blue eyes widened::

Foxfire, Black Widow....GET DOWN!!

:: Her precognition allowed her just enough of a warning to push them dowdn, and duck down herself, forming a forcefield around them as a MASSIVE, BLINDING WHITE ELDRITCH BOLT came CHARGING FORWARD for them. the blast SLAMMED into the force field as it flew into and over it....but the force field managed to hold and although ROCKED by the impact, the three women were unharmed::


:: from the distance, Guardian could see a tall, female figure approaching..but this wasnt anything human::

its her.....

[Darkchilde]

<< eldritch chimes sound off, as black lighting strikes the ground near the place where the women are protected by the forcefield>>

<< a woman, strides forward, composed of pure magick. her hair flows upward and her feminine, statuesque body is glowing white...though pure magick, her facial features are distinguisable. Persephone would recognize her from images she had seen from a terrifying prediction in the scrying glass years ago back in the world of the Masters of Evil.>>

<< Darkchilde had made the scene...and she was MAD>>

FOOLS! you DARE to tresspass in MY domain!?

<< lifting her hands..whigh were now radiating jagged bolts of pure magick from them, the demon sorceress towered and glared at the women and then at Persephone, not recognizing her for who SHE was.>>

I will DESTROY YOU!


<< chimes sound off as a crescendo of power builds up, finally climaxing in shattering blast of thunder as DC takes aim and FIRES AGAIN a deadly, large, JAGGED blast of dark magick. directed at ALL of the women>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Landing gracefully as she emerged from the stepping disc, Persephone slowly stepped forward as the other three woman finally arrived. Everything was dark...a very evil feel to the area. One that Persephone would normally enjoy, welcome even. But not now...not when she knew what they were going to face. Stepping away from the three woman, Persephone spotted the Soul Sword., a magnificent weapon that she had seen used up close, but under the most horrid of circumstances. Pushing that specific memory of Betrayal and DC to her subconscious, she became focused at the task at hand. ::

:: Hearing Guardian speak, suddenly, the woman yelled out for Black Widow and Foxfire to get down. Turning to the woman before looking to the massive eldritch bolt, Persephone’s eyes widened. Crouching to the ground, Persephone reached behind her back to her Mystic Daggers (http://www.fantasyweapons.co.uk/acatalog/big-ucykr0014.jpg) in which were holstered in a crisscross fashion along the small of her back. Quickly bringing them in front of her, she crossed them as the eldritch bolt SLAMMED into both herself and the three woman. A green halo of mystic energy formed around Persephone, protecting her from the massive bolt as it crashed into them relentlessly. Gritting her teeth as she felt the pressure from the attack weighing heavily on her, she kept her position steady until finally, the onslaught had ended. ::

:: Looking in the distance, she saw her...Darkchilde, in her purely magik state. A state she once saw in DC’s scrying glass many years ago. Standing, Persephone kept her Mystic daggers gripped within her hands at a ready. One facing toward her allowing her to stab someone easily, while the other was faced outward. Watching as DC headed straight for the woman, Persephone stepped forward. ::

"DARKCHILDE!"

:: Her voice raised over the crashing thunder and gusting winds. Calling attention to herself. Persephone’s long chocolate hair blew behind her as she stood at a posed and ready, looking like a true Goddess. ::

"Listen to ME! It’s Persephone!"

[Foxfire]

Another stepping disk opened horizontally as streaks and strobes of blinding white light flashed from within the disk, giving Darkchilde a clue to some unexpected visitors. Persephone was the first one to jump through landing gracefully followed by the ladies of the Six.

Landing on her long stiletto boots, Blaze barely had time to adjust here. The brewing storm thrashing at these focused group of women. Thunder roared to life, lightning struck with an uncanny viciousness, and the winds were utterly brutal. Foxfire felt her footing slipping as her heels duck into the dirt a top of the plateau. Her head spun wildly like that of Medusa, some of her locks slapping her across the face. Waving both arms across her face to shield against the blunt of the winds, Foxfire grunted in frustration. The hairs on the back of her neck were erect with several lashings of wind slicing across her form - fitting leather uniform.

Flaming yellow eyes burned brightly through the disheveled mess of Blaze's hair, clueing her into a sword so powerful...the same sword that decapitated her in the Inferno. Memories of the Inferno polluting the mutant's concentration here. A few ragged hellish screams broke her reverie to the haunting skies. Behind the blinding lightning were flying winged demons! They resembled that of Bacchae, fierce vampire - like creatures who preyed on human blood. Their facial expressions twisted and unholy as they hissed at the strangers. Pearly white fangs dripped with salvia in contempt a predatory look about them as the mighty wings flapped rapidly.

Guardian's barely audible words were heard, luckily the Seer yelled over the Hurricane - like winds. But some of her wording came out Jared and mumbled here. Blaze strained to hear what her team leader had spoken. She didn't hear the warning at all until at the last minute she was pushed down. Her body falling brutally and off - guard to the nature of the push. Her body smacking down as dirt, rocks, and other earth materials flew and splattered past Foxfire. Her body sore from the push but she understood why as she turned over to her side as a massive white eldritch bolt slammed into the forcefield Guardian provided. It reminded her of the same instance as back in New York City. She felt the forcefield shake and tremble from the impact of the bolt. Her flaming yellow eyes wide with horror.

Looking over in the distance, she saw a statuesque woman towering over anything of this desolate land. Her demeanor and body language leaking an inferno of rage, and she would thrash out at ANYONE, including Persephone. She watched as the haunting Goddess prepared to battle as she called out to her friend.

Back in Inferno they needed Ororo and Karen to sedate a rageful Spellbinder, but both women were missing. Which meant it was up to them! Darkchilde's voice easily BOOMED and stretched over the crashing thunder and winds. Foxfire felt fear clutch her heart...flashbacks of the Inferno cutting into her. Shutting her eyes tightly she felt that fear trying to manipulate and torture her. Gritting her teeth, she balled her hands into tight fists. The more emotional trauma she felt the more humid her body became. Intense flames exploding across Blaze's petite body as chunks of boulders EXPLODED outside of the forcefield. Blaze's body was becoming engulfed into flames of dangerous measures. The flashbacks, the soul sword playing psychological warfare on the young mutant. Standing up inside the force field, her eyes a fiery crimson as she watched on. Foxfire knew she had to calm herself and place her emotions on the back burner. Her eyes flickering and dulling to yellow irises.

She watched on as Persephone attempted to soothe Darkchilde but Foxfire shook her head. "It won't work....my sister did the SAME thing before she plunged the soul sword across my head!" Blaze spoke clearly over the winds, enough for the Goddess to hear. Looking back at Guardian and Black Widow. "This won't be enough...you both know the results of our timeline..." She said grimly, this whole place haunting Blaze to the core as her yellow eyes revealed an anger/sadness combination. The mutant recalled that deadly weapon flying toward her head. Shaking it off, she turned to Guardian.

"We must do something!"

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian was at the head of her group as she held out her gloved hand to maintain her forcefield. the sheer size and force of the eldritch bolt was beyond even what MORGAN had been capable of during the Inferno. had she not moved them DOWN to below the brunt of the attack, the forcefield might have shattered....even though her forcefields were supposed to be UNBREAKABLE::

HECATE! the power that she commands.....

:: they were all jarred and shaken by the force...even though it was not directly upon them, and as Guardian got a clear of Darkchilde, her cobalt blue eyes sparkled with intrigue::

The crown jewel of the dark trinity. she represents the ultimate in magickal power in the multiverse!

:: if not for the clear and present danger- Alison would actually appreciate the beauty that this woman , who was composed of pure magick, represented::

:: checking over Foxfire, Guardian grabbed her arm::

Blaze, GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF! none of our powers are at full strength here. if you cause any random changes in HER envrionment, she may take that as an agressive move and try to destroy you...US!

:: Guardian looked out and saw Persephone attempting to confront Darkchilde and as Blaze commented, Guardian sensed an impending disaster::

I believe you are right. my limited precognition indicates that this moment was FORESEEN before by the members of Darkchilde's coven...that she would destroy even her own sister wraiths in this form for she is devoid of compassion, love or even a shred of humanity....this is...the epitome of a life time of pain and loss. Her way of never EVER having to deal with it again.

:: pausing as the wild weather patterns around them seemed to rejoice in the presence of Darkchilde::

As much as i already dislike Persephone, We must find a way to communicate with Darkchilde before she destroys the last link to her former life....and before she tries to kill US as well.

:: Guardian began to think of a way to reach DC without appearing to be overtly hostile. of them all, Guardian was the only magick user present beside DC and while she couldnt hope to match the darkchilde in a raw mystical fire fight, she DID have other methods to get someone's attention...the tactician of the six began to quickly come up with scenarios , using her hampered precognition to try to gauge how likely any of them were to succeed until finally she snapped her fingers::

I know the very thing! but i must wait to time this JUST RIGHT!

:: Guardian , Foxfire and Black Widow watched as Persephone bravely stood her ground against her friend and sister Dire Wraith.::

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde brought with her a wave of violence as the weather patterns began to wildly react to their mistress>>

<< her attention was caught by a dark and sultry woman, who seemed to cope with Darkchilde's first attack, she manifested 'Mystic Daggers', the objects seemed somehow FAMILAR to her as she watched the woman regroup and scream her name!>>


<< Darkchilde took a battle pose as she glared at and through Persephone. It had been 25 years. 25 years since the masters of evil had been decimated and Darkchilde had violently avenged her friends and family, it was the ultimate heart break that she could not recover frrom...so born out of a need to be free of the pain of the isolation she had always experienced, she EVOLVED to a state beyond simply being human.>>

<< but PERSEPHONE had survived! she was not dead. Darkchilde seemed to hesitate for a moment>>

You may know my name, woman, but you are not supposed to be here!

<< extending her glowing hand which radiated jagged bolts of mystic energy from it, Darkchilde casts a spell>>

Vines CLING keep her well!
safe and out of the jaws of HELL!

<< the ground began to tremble as monstrous green thorned vines sprung up all around Persephone and seemed ALIVE with fenzy and glee as the rushed down upon her. wrapping her up tight and circling her from her neck down to her feet. they seemed to grow and merge together to encase Persephone, leaving on her head free. Although TIGHTLY constricted, Persephone was not being injured...not YET. But the vines WOULD nullify many of Persephone's powers as they were enchanted.>>

No one is supposed to be here but ME! I have no friends!

<< her stereophonic voice boombed and echoed >>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Keeping her eyes focused on Darkchilde, Persephone knew that her chances of getting through to her in her current state was slim to none...but she literally had nothing to loose. No family, no friends, no coven. She was stripped of her life and her world 25 years ago, and the only remaining link was standing 10 feet away and ready to kill her. ::

"I was brought here by YOU!"

:: She yelled once again, over the noise and commotion around her. But before she could continue any further, Darkchilde extended her hand out and began to say a spell. DC's experience with magick was unbelievable, and any spell, incantation, or potion she produced was lethal. Moving forward as the ground beneath her began to rumble, vines suddenly burst through the concrete and wrapped around both Persephone's legs, rendering her immobile. ::

"DC!"

:: Gritting her teeth as the vines wrapped around her body and began to constrict her, Persephone had to think fast before DC attacked more violently. She could already feel her powers become even more hampered down within the vine cocoon; most likely they were enchanted. ::

"Listen to me. I came with you to limbo 25 years ago to fight against the original Dire Wraiths..."

:: As she spoke trying to buy time, Persephone released her grip on one of her Mystic Daggers; the dagger staying pinned against her thigh from the vine’s pressure. Her fingers had very little room to move, but it was doable. Sliding her pinky nail deeply along the side of her thigh, her leather suite and skin cut like butter. Blood immediately began to pour down her leg, leaking onto the vines. A soft sizzling could be heard as Persephone's acid based blood began to burn through the vines, causing the vines to react and giving the goddess a bit of "breathing room". Wrapping her hand around her daggers once again, Persephone brought the mystic based weapon up roughly, cutting the vines in a single line, causing them to drop to her feet. ::

"My body was failing too fast in Limbo...I had to stay back while you went on. I AM your friend! I AM your SISTER!"

:: Stepping past the mass of vines, Persephone’s blood trickled along her leather suite, leaving splatters of bubbling blood along the stone plateau. ::

"Look at me--Look into my eyes and you’ll know I’m telling you’re the truth!"

:: The winds continued to howl around the area, whipping Persephone's main of hair around her body. Logically speaking, there was no reason for Darkchilde to believe her....but in the pit of her stomach, she couldn't help but HOPE she would. ::

[Foxfire]

Whipping her head around Blaze's eyes locked with Alison who managed to forcefully yank her arm. The Seer was attempting to break though the shards of misery and backlash of this realm. She was startled by Guardian's grip but she relaxed, calming herself down to a low simmer. Nodding to Guardian she turned back to overhear Persephone struggle with Darkchilde's animated vines.

"I sense more in Persephone....I cannot fully 'read' her but I know behind that dark - tainted soul is a woman...like Morgan. She's got nothing left so she feels its useless to struggle...but in her heart she still fights. I think we can work satisfactory with her."

She watched on as the battle between DC and Persephone continued, it seemed like DC would win this round. However, Persephone managed to cut her own skin which was of an acidic nature. She's full of surprises now...very Alien like. She saw the green vines drop and fall to the ground, freeing the Goddess.

Turning back to Guardian, "well, I'd love, to hear your plan Guardian. Its not like we're stuck between a rock or hard place or anything." She said, her sarcasm usually became more fluent when the situation became more dangerous.

"What's the plan Guardian?" She glanced back at Alison to stare into her bewitching blue eyes. Now was the time to move, before the situation worsened.

[Harbinger]

:: Watching the exchange between Darkchilde and Persephone, Guardian couldnt help but appreciate Persephone's appeal to Darkchilde's core...if there was ANY humanity left in the woman....::

:: as Foxfire attempted to mask her own uncertainty with sarcasm, she asked Guardian what her plan was and Guardian looked down at the mutant::

I'm going to back Persephone's play, with a SCRYING POOL. I will use my power of precognition and foresight to broadcast the images of DC's past as we saw them in the observatory. She will see, REMEMBER her mother Karen , her honored mother Ororo, her sister wraith Alessandra, her devoted friends Brenthon, Titania and Ikaris and her lover, Morpheus.

:: the sounds of chaos and struggle raged on outside the forcefield as Guardian spoke::

She must REMEMBER....even if it means feeling the pain again. Morgan had this same struggle shortly after the Inferno when she attempted to seal herself in Limbo after your death, but Ororo and Karen helped HER. Maybe WE can help Darkchilde!

:: Bowing her head, Guardian touched one gloved hand to her forehead and extended the other outward. a glowing blue halo forms around the outstretched hand as a bell tolls hauntingly in the air.::

:: she used her powers as a Seer to do what she could...but would it work?::

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde, who was now holding her arms outward as dark magick began to spin around in a cyclonic pattern behind her, even causing her hair to flow with the growing torrent of power, was preparing to destroy them ALL with one final pass, when Persephone managed to free herself using her own plant like physiology to counteract the vines.>>


<< the demon sorceress hissed with contempt as eldritch chimes sounded off the sound of power began to crescendo in the air around them but before she could strike, Persephone reached OUT to Darkchilde>>

DC!! I was brought here by YOU!

<< Darkchilde paused for a moment....>>

Listen to me. I came with you to limbo 25 years ago to fight against the original Dire Wraiths...

The Original Dire Wraiths.....of legend

<< Darkchilde suddenly felt her mind wandering..BACK to ...the stories of her birth...the chaos of that night. the Dire Wraiths had marked HER to be their gate way...until she destroyed them.... or so she thought. they came BACK...and attacked her, and her coven, the Masters of Evil!>>


"My body was failing too fast in Limbo...I had to stay back while you went on. I AM your friend! I AM your SISTER!"


<<That explained Persephone was not present for the final, tragic battle!>>

Sister?......



"Look at me--Look into my eyes and you’ll know I’m telling you’re the truth!"


The TRUTH!!...the MEMORY!!

I.......

<< a bell tolls , catching Darkchilde by surprise as she turns....at Guardian's command, a mysterious scrying pool shimmers into view at a vertical orientation....and she SEES what Persephone has said....images of Alessandra, her other Sister Wraith; her beloved mother Karen, her honored mother, Ororo, her trusted, devoted friends, Brenthon, Titania, Ikaris; and her...her lover of all ages...MORPHEUS.>>

My...friends....my family

<< she watches the final, feverish moments of the tragic battle between the Masters of Evil and the original Dire Wraiths and their hordes of evil creatures. they fight....they fall..they die. Darkchilde CRIES OUT...as she loses herself in darkness...and lets the power of dark magick flow through her..she DESTROYS the original Dire Wraiths and their evil army...she destroys them ALL..EVERYTHING!>>

<< all thats left is the PAIN, the GRIEF of LOSS!>>

<< she sees herself on her knees, her armour covered hands over her face as she weeps for her friends, family and lover...before she transforms , out of heart break into what she is NOW.>>

Persephone........I ...REMEMBER!

<< the swirling vortex of dark magick behind her suddenly wanes and flows away ...dissipating. thunder CRASHES as the weather around them seems to begin to calm just a bit...and Darkchilde stands...confused, the memories are coming back...and so is THE PAIN!>>

my friends...my family...i couldnt save them...all i could do was AVENGE them...they are dead....and I'm alive...alone...with nothing ...nothing left!


<<CLANG!

<< the evolved darkchilde puts her glowing hands over her face...as she..begins to WEEP for those she has lost. an eldritch chime sounds off as she TRANSFORMS and is now BACK to the state she was before the tragedy..that of a human woman with an UNCANNY resemblance to Morgan. She was wearing her body countouring eldritch armour and headdress..the red horns coming from the openings of the headdress at her forhead. her blonde, double highlighted hair was now resting down her back and blowing in the wind>>

<< she was...HERSELF once more.>>


I REMEMBER!

<< Persephone's words and Guardian's visuals had DONE IT..they had broken through to Darkchilde's humanity!>>

[Foxfire]

"Of course...that's brilliant." She knew this was Persephone and Guardian's battle, leaving behind herself and Black Widow for the time being. She sat back from the safety of the protected dome. Foxfire was hopeful, what could be more powerful than visuals and the appearance of her Sister Wraith, Persephone?

Her eyes falling on Darkchilde who looked hauntingly beautiful yet frightening in her new evolution. She remembered how Spellbinder looked back at the Inferno incident. God, how DC looked so much like Morgan! She sighed under her breath, praying this plan would work.

There seemed to be a light in Darkchilde's unholy eyes as she watched with regret and horror at the slaughter of her friends, family, and lover. A grim expression mirroring on Blaze, she knew what that was like. She also hoped this would not provoke Darkchilde even more.

Finally it seemed the mighty Demon Sorceress came through as she recalled remembering. Standing up with Black Widow, Fox turned back to Guardian.

"You did it!" She said in an astonished tone, barely believing it herself. She had to give Alison credit for having the ability to control and harness such power. Ororo was right, Alison would know what to do when the time came. Staring back at Darkchilde, Blaze felt like she was looking at a ghost. Her olive complexion paling, this mission would haunt her but she hoped they could find her Morgan. Was it a mistake to hope that?

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Surprised at the Scrying Pool that Guardian summoned, she looked over to the woman impressed with her abilities to think on her toes. Looking back to the Scrying Glass, Persephone began to watch what Darkchilde was watching...what she had experienced. Shocked with disbelief, Persephone watched as her friends were murdered brutally. How Karen was taken into the mouth of a stoned animal, ripped to shreds. How Ororo was impaled with a spike, instantly dying. How everyone she grew to love, she allowed in her own heart of stone, die. ::

:: The wind whipped through Persephone's hair, her hands slacked around the mystic daggers she still held. The goddesses now teary eyes still fixated on the scrying pool. The image showed Darkchilde, screaming, falling to her knees, weeping. It showed her transforming into the state that she was now....her giving up on life and succumbing to the grief, anger, and guilt that she felt. Then suddenly, it was all over. The scrying pool disappeared and Persephone's eyes shifted down to Darkchilde who began to speak, stating that she remembered!! It had worked, and with the assistance of Guardian, they had broken through to her beloved friend; her sister! But after witnessing what she saw to be her friend’s last battle....Persephone couldn't help but feel her joy mask over with a feeling of utter helplessness and grief. ::

:: Watching as Darkchilde dropped to her knees in utter defeat, Persephone holstered her weapons as she quickly made her way over to the blonde. Dropping to her own knees next to her, tears fought to escape the goddesses eyes as she looked down to her friend weep. Her face contorting into that of pain, now placing her hands immediately onto the back of Darkchilde's neck. Closing her eyes, she tried to keep her voice steady. ::

"I know....I know."

:: Speaking very softly so only Darkchilde could here, Persephone's fingers ran gently throughout the blonde's tresses, combing them to try and sooth her. ::

"Shh.."

:: Wrapping her arm around DC's back tightly, Persephone buried her face into the mass of blonde locks, holding her friend closely trying to comfort her pain. But she herself began to cry softly for the loss of her friends. For Karen and Ororo whom she loved and respected as if they were her own mothers. The first sign to the woman of the six that Persephone actually had a heart. The pain of that day 25 years ago became an old wound freshly picked for DC, and a newly developed wound for Persephone.

:: Together they wept, huddled on the stone plateau high above Limbo. Together they looked like a piece of finely sculpted art, kneeling among the now calmed atmosphere. Two of their times most powerful woman brought to their knees in utter defeat as the three woman of the six watched on. ::

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde felt the pain and grief wash over her again, but THIS TIME, Persepehone was there for her. she WASNT alone, she had her sister wraith! in a surprising and unexpected turn of events, Persephone had been spared the tragedy of MoE...and now, she had been reunited with her sister, DC>>


<< even with her eldritch armour, DC felt the presence of Persephone close to her, as the goddess knelt down beside her and grieved with her.>>

Persephone......


<< she took persephone's warm hand in her own armour covered hand. she eventually managed to compose herself as they mourned their fallen MoE...>>

Ororo...she kept you safe.....but i ..could not save her...

<< with her other armoured hand, she clenched her fist>>

It hurts TODAY as much as it did 25 years ago...and i never...EVER expected to see YOU again....i ....i didnt know what became of you...i lost myself in such grief and rage.

<< the winds and thunder were less vicious but still present>>

I can't believe you're HERE!

<< Darkchilde slowly stood up with Persephone's hand still in her's>>

how did you recover from Ororo's spell?

<< Darkchilde didnt seem to notice the three women of The Six right now, she was still reeling from being BACK to herself again...and the site of Persephone. the revelation that Darkchilde wasnt ALONE after all....that apart of her family HAD survived...it provided a surprisingly warmth to her icy heart. She looked upon Persephone, her facial expression much softer than it was before as her icy violet eyes sparkled>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian heaved a sigh of relief as she slowly lowered her hands and the scrying pool faded and shimmered away.::

:: whispering to Foxfire and Black Widow:: thank the goddess!

:: Guardian quietly lowered her force field and slowly stood up hand in hand with Blaze and Haleigh::


::whispering:: remain quiet. this is a very hard moment for the darkchilde. we must treat this situation delicately with grace.

:: Alison knew that persephone had figured out that it was HER scrying pool that backed up her play to appeal to Darkchilde's heart and humanity. She also knew that Darkchilde would temper Persephone's callous demeanor with her wisdom and understanding when the time came for her to address the demon sorceress.::

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Sniffing in Persephone tilted her head back and took a breath in to calm herself. The tears were still wet on her face as she finally looked into Darkchilde's eyes. Shaking her head immediately, Persephone dismissed how Darkchilde was placing the blame on herself. ::

"No, you did what you could...it's not your fault. If anything it's mine....I should of been there! I could have helped you all."

:: Parting her dried lips, Persephone felt Darkchilde's hand wrap around hers as she felt her own guilt surfacing. It killed Persephone inside to know that she wasn't there to help. That perhaps they could of beaten the Dire Wraiths, or even escaped long enough to regroup. Anything. Persephone was a very controlling person; always striving for perfection. And since being released by the woman of the six--finding out what had happened to her friends--Persephone felt anything BUT in control. ::

:: Finally looking up to Darkchilde hearing her question about being released, Persephone then realized that the three woman were still present. Brushing the back of her fingers across her cheeks to wipe off the remaining wetness of her tears, she glanced to the three woman, nodding her head in their direction. ::

"They are from your counterpart Spellbinder's time. They've been traveling throughout limbo in search for you...They came upon me and released me."

:: Looking away, Persephone gripped Darkchilde's hand tightly. ::

"Eventhough I don't like them....they did help me. So do not harm them."

[Foxfire]

The emotional trauma was a bittersweet reunion between Darkchilde and Persephone. Blaze saw the emotional strain it felt on both friends, especially Darkchilde. She turned back to see Guardian just as relieved as she was.

"You can say that again." She whispered back. Her hand still in collection with Guardian's gloved hand. Blaze took this moment to thank her lucky stars for getting Alison back, without her they wouldn't have accomplished this much. She gave a sympathetic look to the Seer as her green eyes sparkled. The mutant didn't want to stare at the two grieving women who needed time to recover.

From the corner of her eye she saw the mighty Persephone break down, a heart breaking sight. Here was a Goddess, capable of anything except resurrecting her friends and loved ones. Foxfire avoided looking at DC and Persephone, giving them the privacy they deserved.

The three women stood tall and elegant in their battle attire. Foxfire clearly the runt of the group but her strength, tenacity, and courage would not go unnoticed. What she lacked in height she made up for in battle or friendship. Releasing Guardian's gloved hand as she revoked the protection of the dome. She fell more into an "at ease" position with her face stoic and her arms tucked behind her back. Her mind wondering to Morgan but she swore to herself she would stop at nothing to find her with the help of DC and Persephone and her teammates.

We're coming Morgan.....

[Darkchilde]

<< As Darkchilde and Persephone struggle to cope with the painfull reality that they are the sole survivors of the mighty MoE coven....they realize that they at least have EACH OTHER. after all, they began the coven TOGETHER as well.>>

<< as the two women stand up and Persephone attempts to assuade DC's pangs of guilt over her fallen friends and family, Darkchilde hugs Persephone as the winds whistle and howl...and the thunder rumbles off into the distance DC learns that not only did Ororo turn persephone into stone to keep her from dying but that a group of cross time visitors was responsible for freeing them>>

I can't believe...that after all of this, that....that I'm not alone after all. You're here....Ororo kept you SAFE! Her wisdom and her grace....its something that I've missed for so long....

Thank the goddess you're back.

<< they end their embrace as Darkchilde looks upon the three strange, yet beautifull women from another time.>>

If they are not Guardians of Light, then they have nothing to fear from me. The world in which we lived and war'ed is no more. I am now and forever HERE in limbo. and until they freed you, i believed myself to be truly alone. and for that alone, I am greatfull.

<< noting that they were from a timeline of one of her own counterparts, DC studied the three women carefully. surveying each of them as her magickal detection sweeps over them.>>

the one in the middle, she's a powerfull practiconer of magick. she harnesses it in a way that I have not seen in quite some time. the other two...are mutants and they are....infected with the techno organic virus!

<< in DC's timeline...anyone who became infected with the virus either died or had their life glow drained by demons>>

and yet, they LIVE!

<< stepping forward a bit, DC spoke in an icy voice>>

tell me, cross time travelers, who might you be? and what brings you to my timeline?

<< the thunder rumbles again in the air as the winds sweep around them all>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian watched as the two women related. Clearly there was a sister like bond between them. Much like the one she shared with Morgan and to a lesser degree, Delilah. It was a plus at least that Darkchilde finally was able to find some relief from the pain that had transformed her 25 years ago in this timeline. That even ONE person of her family was revealed to have survived....and that the women of the Six made it possible.. Alison knew Ororo would be proud of them in this and EVERY timeline.::

:: as Persephone introduced them in her own "unique" way, Guardian rolled her cobalt blue eyes in contempt. emotion aside, if this were a foe of her's anywhere else, Guardian would have RIPPED HER APART with her telekinetic power by now.::

:: As Darkchilde spoke of them and assesed them with her mystical detection, Guardian realized that Darkchilde would be rational and reasonable with them, and for that, she was greatfull. there had been so much violence and loss here and it was good that there would not be any at this moment.::

:: Darkchilde addressed them and asked who they were, and Guardian took this moment to speak::

I am Guardian, a Witch like yourself and a Seer. ::gesturing to Foxfire:: this is Foxfire, the sister of your cross time counterpart from which we come. ::gesturing to Black Widow:: this is Black Widow a trusted member of our group.

We herald from the timeline of Spellbinder...and we are here, because....we need your help.

:: thunder cracked as black lightning flashed across the skies around them.::

[Foxfire]

The weather patterns drastically shifted as Darkchilde calmed herself with the assistance of Persephone. The Demon Sorceress finally realizing the hardcore truth to the matter, but one that was far from easy to register. All three women of the Six stood solidly together in a unified manner looking on with sympatric looks.

Regaining her composure after shortly grieving for her loved ones, Darkchilde seemed to be curious of these newcomers. Blaze could see the Demon Sorceress sizing each of them up, especially Guardian. She glanced over to Black Widow as DC addressed the fact they had both been infected with the TO Virus, yet managed to live. It was true, not many people could assimilate the virus, most suffered atrocious side affects or ending up rotting away like a wilted flower. But, here they both stood strong and very much alive to the shock and horror of Darkchilde.

DC inquired why they were here and immediately Guardian volunteered to be the spokeswoman. She introduced each of the team, including herself. Each woman nodded a greeting to the Darkchilde, Blaze of course was speechless, what could she say, ‘hey, how’s it going we’re looking for my dead sister?’ not exactly a warm invitation.
Looking skywards as another abnormal bolt of ebony lightning struck.

Foxfire stepped closer to Guardian but she remained quiet, after all Alison said everything that needed to be said.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Returning the hug that Darkchilde gave her, Persephone smiled while running her hand up and down Darkchilde’s back. Pulling away, even though she had gotten off on the wrong foot with the woman from Spellbinder’s time, she was extremely grateful to them for their assistance in bringing Darkchilde back to her true state. Turning to the woman as Darkchilde addressed them, Persephone nodded her head slowly at DC’s explanation of who they were. ::

"Yes, the one of the right controls the element of fire."

:: Adding her two sense in, Persephone crossed her arms along her chest and continued to listen to both Guardian and DC talk. Lowering her brows, the goddess became curious about what had exactly happened to Spellbinder. All the counterparts of the dark trinity were extremely powerful, and for these three woman to travel to a different time for the assistance of Darkchilde was intriguing to her. ::

"What exactly happened to Spellbinder?"

[Harbinger]

:: as the seer stood in the center of her trio and a few steps forward, she faced Darkchilde and Persephone. Her own blue/black hair, flowing to the side as the winds seemed to shift directions as her cobalt blue eyes gazed upon DC. in her mind, she marveled at the uncanny resemblence betwen her and Morgan...despite the eldritch armour and horns...which made her look even more intriguing, even beautiful::


Along our journey, we came to the garden of THIS timeline's Ororo. We discovered in her apothecary one of her journals where we learned that the statue in her garden was in fact a member of your team and one of your sister wraiths. Because Persephone's powers and nature were in direct opposition to this realm's nature....she had begun to be sick and weak but they could not return to earth because the ORIGINAL Dire Wraiths were threatening your world and the best place to fight them was in DC's realm.

To save Persephone , Ororo turned persephone to stone to save her from being poisoned by the aura and atmosphere of Limbo because of the prolonged exposure. We also found a book spells that included an incantation and potion to reverse the transformation of Persephone from stone back to human form.

I released Persephone, and informed her of what had happened and that she'd been in storm form for at least 25 years as nearly as i could determine.

shortly after that....we found our way here to you.



::Guardian, who was always knowledgeable about a variety of things had been picking up glimpses of the past from the Dire Wraiths standing infront of her. theirs was a world that was still ruled by nature and magick. the masters of evil, while dedicated to evil, had a family spirit about that that was STRONGER than anything Guardian had known in her own life. Even this timeline's Ororo, who was inherently good, had lent her support and guidance to these MoE and they in turn respected and cherished Ororo. Darkchilde, Persephone, Alessandra, Titania, Ikaris, Morpheus and Brenthon...the core of the MoE regarded Ororo as a true goddess, a mother figure- THAT was something that The Six, who were hardly anyone's "idea" of a super hero team had in common with MoE and while Guardian disliked Persephone, she had a tremendous understanding and respect for the sisterhood between her and DC. it was much like her own with spellbinder.::

I am a seer and a precog...i can view events in all time lines past present and future and while my power is limited here in this realm were time and space do not apply the same, i can draw upon my own memories of specific events so that you may see exactly what happened.


In our timeline, we are locked in a deadly struggle with an entity who threatens our lives, our families lives and the lives of many others the world over...they are just as insidious as your Guardians of Light in many ways. Spellbinder, who was our team leader, died violently in a battle with an omega sentinel trying to protect our allies and the city. The Master Mold was a weapon of immense size, power and destruction that devastated the city. that type of technology has been unseen in this timeline.


:: Guardian held up her hand...another scrying pool forms as she uses her powers of precognition/Seer to broadcast the fatefull battle between The Six and the Master Mold. The deaths of Sharon Kelly and the final moments in which Spellbinder died....for Persephone and DC...the site of this mechanical monster was unlike anything they had encountered on their earth. The events involving Malice and Blackout flashed...death, destruction, the loss of more team members. ::

Recent events in OUR timeline have lead to the discovery that Spellbinder is in fact ALIVE. She is in a realm OUTSIDE of time and space...even OUTSIDE of LIMBO. Her own basic power to circumvent time and space via stepping discs is what saved her from certain death but she's not herself...she has no concept or awareness of the woman she was..the life she led. she is in a "fetal" state.

Upon consulting with our timeline's Ororo...

::Guardian hoped the realization that Ororo was alive in their timeline wouldnt upset Darkchilde or bring about more grief::

she informed us that this was beyond even HER power and that YOU, the crown jewel of the Dark Trinity were our only hope. We have come here, to ask you for your help, Darkchilde. To help us bring back Spellbinder...and to insure that our timeline is able to continue forward. We have lost several members since her death..much like what has happened to MoE and we three before you are all that are left.

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde looked upon the Seer. She was such a bewitching woman with cooler, dark looks and features that mader her mysterious. DC's magickal detection could only reach so far "into" the Seer's own aura without encountering substantial mystical barriers and while Darkchilde was sorceress supreme, she noted the power and potency that this woman possesed about herself. impressive indeed.>>

<< as Guardian spoke in her cool toned voice, Darkchilde's body contouring eldritch armor gleamed and shimmered as she folded her arms. her own blonde, double highlighted hair flowed in the wind as well.>>

this is a woman who truly has it together. what an ASSET she would have been to the MoE if she had existed in this timeline...A seer...might have made the difference in the final battle with the original Dire Wrawiths...i wonder if she does have a cross time counterpart on the earth of this reality.

<< darkchilde's own mind wandered at the possibilities but she continued to listen intently to the shocking and troubling story that Guardian told her. The timeline from which she came was CLEARLY different than the one from which DC and Persephone were and it showed in the scrying pool. the dark and cold skylines of a city gripped by a global evil; the monstrous evil master mold- quite possibly the BIGGEST creature of ANY origin she had ever seen; and her OWN counterpart, Spellbinder. She watched as Spellbinder fought so bravely to try to protect and save Sharon and Alycia from the first strike. and although the icy sorceress was known for her blood thirsty, cold ways, Darkchilde couldnt help but slightly gasp as Sharon Kelly a woman who was apparently only human was brutally struck down by the unfeeling Master Mold. the battle raged and in "The Six" , Darkchilde could see the same family spirit that her MoE core had. They fought TOGETHER, they protected each other. in the last terrifying moments of the battle as Guardian was struck down and Spellbinder rushed to defend her and the team from Master Mold, Darkchilde found herself so DRAWN to her counterpart-- the moment where Master Mold GRABBED HER with his tentacles and began to PULL HER IN!!! and Black Widow, who gave her ALL to try to save her team mate from certain death!! the scene was as powerfull as it was heart breaking as Spellbinder was ultimately RIPPED from Black Widow's grasp and SCREAMED as she was pulled into the Seige Perilous.>>

goddess!!! i FEEL for her...for ALL of them. I know...what this is like. I've felt this kind of loss, this DEFEAT.

Persephone...this is truly monstrous!

<< the images played out. Spellbinder was the first to fall and in other events the team would be betrayed by Shockwave/Blackout and Guardian HERSELF would fall in her attempts to save her team and the city. the violence, the tragedy that plagued the Six struck a chord with DC>>

<< in an icy voice>>: these women are like us. they have honor, they have family spirit just like we did in MoE. It doesnt matter if they are "good" or "evil"...they are TOGETHER and they protect each other. Just like we did and they have been battered, felt loss and tragedy, like we did. They are now down to three, we are down to two...and our war with the Guardians of Light has LONG since ended so titles mean nothing anymore.

<< thunder rumbled around them as the winds howled>>

come...let us go.

<< Darkchilde raises her armoured hand..and a chime sounds off followed by a blast of thunder as whole group of five are teleported via disc BACK to...ORORO'S GARDEN.>>

[Oracle]

<< a blast of thunder heralds the opening of a vertically oriented stepping disc in Ororo's now gloomy and spooky garden. Still in Darkchilde's timeline, the five women stepped forth. Once again, the sense of a stillness and absence could be felt in this garden. the smell of damp, dense jungle was in the air but the winds helped to keep it from being too close.>>

<< the myst that hung low in the garden rolled along as the dark midnight clouds swirled and billowed over in the skies above. the soft, constant chorous of crickets and other insects could be heard in the background as thunder rumbled.>>


<< the women of the six had been here just a bit ago. Persephone had been here for 25 years up to this momen. This was Darkchilde's FIRST TIME back here since Ororo's death and burial...25 years ago.>>

<< the women all stood now in this silent, gloomy realm within Limbo...a lasting , haunting reminder of Ororo's loss and the tragedy that befell MoE. But in the midst of this eerie place, there stood the massive Oak. The center piece and focal point of the garden that was born from Ororo's first creation following her winning her soul back from the evil of Belasco, the acorn. It was also her first lesson to Darkchilde as a young girl. Teaching her to use magick--whichever form-- to do POSITIVE things. Ororo's magick flowed so strongly through it that it remained as strong and as vital as it ever was before. ANOTHER symbol of Ororo's legacy>>

<< now the women were here together, standing silently, taking in the whole expanse of this dark, eerie garden. Though she had already made up her mind that she would help Guardian and her friends, Darkchilde wanted to come back WITH Persephone, to face her friends graves. She also wanted to name the special condition to her helping them.>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Persephone's eyes narrowed into an intense glare as she watched the events unfold on Guardian's scrying glass. This Master Mold creature was monstrous; extremely powerful and relentless. Shifting her eyes from Master Mold to Spellbinder, the woman put up a strong fight, but ultimately lost. Persephone's brows lowered slightly as she watched Black Widow grasp onto Spellbinder's hand and get drug along the concrete until ultimately, the woman was lost in the Siege Perilous. The images soon changed to Guardian and a brunette, battling fiercely against one another. The images of their time line showed how truly powerful and strong willed these woman were. Something Persephone definitely had underestimated about them. ::

:: As the Scrying Glass disappeared, Persephone's eyes swept over to Darkchilde who voiced her opinion on what they had just seen. Nodding her head, the goddess glanced back toward the three woman before Darkchilde summoned a stepping disc and relocated them back to Ororo's Garden. ::

:: Persephone inhaled a short breath. It hadn't even been an hour since being released from her stoned state, and she was already feeling the effects of Limbo taking a toll on her body. She wouldn't admit it, nor show any symptoms of feeling weak, but the goddess was most definitely not feeling up to par. Perspehone's eyes shifted over to the graves, then back to DC. ::

:: Concerned, the reality of the situation hadn't really sunk in for her. Her friends were gone, her world was gone. Everything she knew had changed. But Darkchilde had lived with this for 25 years. And just after becoming "normal" again, Persephone didn't want her to revert back to her previous state by coming here too soon. ::

"DC..."

:: Her soft voice trailed off as she looked to her grief striken friend. ::

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde stepped forth...slowly looking around. it was so surreal being back here after 25 years. Not being able to bare thinking, or even LOOKING at things that would remind her of her honored mother Ororo, her natural mother Karen, her friends , sisters and love in the MoE. it was clear in both look and feel that the garden oasis had suffered from the loss of its mistress, Ororo.>>

<< in an icy voice>>:

even in a withered state, the garden is resilient, like the goddess who created it. that oak.. << points to the massive oak>> I remember the day the acorn that would spawn this massive tree was created. Even now, Ororo's magick flows so strongly through it. Any magick user could draw sustenance from it for MONTHS if necessary.

<< she walked along slowly...>>

I havent been here...in 25 years. I couldn't bare the thought. But now, I feel that i must return. I must honor my friends, my honored and natural mothers, my sisters, my lover.

<< she looked upon the women of The Six>>

I do understand the pain of loss that you feel. It seems that my counterparts and I are doomed to be blighted by the darkness that connects us to this realm and that our lives, the lives of those we care for will be effect as well.

<< looking at persephone>>

because of you courageous and honorable women, my sister, persephone is back. and through all the pain of the last 25 years, this is the BEST unexpected gift that I could have received.

<< DC's icy violet eyes sparkle as she blinks...a single tear slowly trickles down her cheek>>

It has been so long since i remembered...since i FELT...i didnt want to FEEL ever again but now that I am myself again, i realize how wrong i was to retreat the way i did. the memory of my MoE family demands that i remember them, keep them in my well guarded heart and my mind for as long as i remain and dwell in Limbo.

<< taking Persephone's hand in her own armored hand>>

come.

<< she leads persephone, with the group of women in tow slowly toward the grave area which is nearby where Persephone once stood as a statue. they walk along and dark faeries flit about...some curiously watching as the women pass by. they reach the graves>>

<< the graves marked with elegant head stones made of a strong, gothic stone, the etching is precise, almost laser like. leaved fines randomly wrap around or adorn the stones...indicating the passage of time has been long. the myst flows around the graves>>

<< standing there with Persephone hand in hand, Darkchilde looks upon these head stones...the final resting place of her friends and family>>

Karen Victoria- "Beloved natural mother"; Ororo- "Honoured mother", . Titania, Brenthon, Ikaris and Elektra - " Loyal, Devoted Friends". Alessandra- "Fallen Dire Wraith- Sister" And finally, Morpheus- "Boldest Titan; Fallen Love"

<< the words on each stone under each name seemed to sound off in DC's mind. her own voice providing the narraration for each marker....she bowed her head , as her blonde double highlighted hair flowed forward over her armoured shoulders as the haunting winds howled and flowed around them, picking up some dried leaves that rustled , swirled and blew past the group>>

<< in an icy voice....now tainted with pain>>: my friends....my family...my lover. powerfull as i am supposed to be, i could not save you. for all the strength that I supposedly had, i was not strong enough to ...

<< she closed her eyes, as tears began to flow. she covered her eyes with her other free hand as thunder rumbled in the air around them. it was so hard for DC...so hard to face them. she felt disgracefull, even now>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Gripping DC's hand within her own, Persephone began to walk forward toward the grave sight once again. Her stomach turned to knots as they inched closer and closer to where their friends laid. Subconsciously, Persephone wanted to forget this all happened. Pretend that it was just a nightmare. But for her to see the tombstones once again would only dash her wishes and make her force reality once again. ::

:: Darting her tongue along her lips, her grip increasingly became tighter the closer they came to the grave sight. Fluttering her long black lashes, she looked to the dead grass, the tree afar, the stagnant water. Anywhere BUT the grave sight. Finally stopping, Persephone kept her face turned away, eyes focused blankly to the ground. ::

:: DC began to speak, reading the words engraved on to the stones allowed. Her voice kept Persephone focused, although she disliked what she was hearing. Slowly shaking her head, her eyes fell shut as a single tear fell down the side of her cheek. ::

"You did what you could."

:: Persephone softly murmured, finally turned her head to look at Darkchilde. The single tear trail was visibly stained on the goddesses cheek, showing that she too, was extremely upset about the loss of their friends and teammates. She was trying her hardest to stay strong for Darkchilde's sake; too keep her from breaking down any more. From blaming herself. She needed to know that she did what she could, and that's all anyone could ask for. ::

"They wouldn't want you blaming yourself for this. Each of them fought to protect what we built."

:: Pausing, Persephone finally looked to the graves.::

"They died with honor...and they'll be remembered for that. Always."

[Darkchilde]

<< breathing in sharply, trying to chase away the tears, Darkchilde straighted up a bit as she uncovered her eyes. hearing Persephone's words, she noted that her sister wraith had changed much since her time here. She seemed older, wiser, there was a depth and understanding to her that had not been to this level before. It was these two who began their adventures together LONG before the Masters of Evil came to be, and it was fitting that they meet up again at the end of this long, ever twisting, unpredictable road of their lives>>

<< exhaling as she looked over to Persephone, DC nodded her head>>

I know you're right. And i also understand now just how PAINFULL it was for Ororo. She lived through this herself when she lost her X-men all those years ago in Limbo, they died, trying to save me. For the longest time Ororo could not forgive herself and she even lost herself in darkness just like i did. But she came BACK. She pulled herself together to help ME, she raised me like a daughter she was MoE's most respected ally.

<< she reached forward ...touching Ororo's headstone>>

I miss her SO MUCH....all of them.....But now, i must do what she did, i must carry on.

<< turning to face the headstones, still with Persephone's hand in her own armoured hand, DC spoke in an icy voice>>


Ororo, Mother, Alessandra....Titania, Brenthon, Ikaris....Morpheus, Elektra....

we stand before you today, remembering you, we honor you for all that you were as individuals AND as a group. we were a family, we loved each other, we fought together and our forces were unlike any other.

<< pausing as the winds howled a bit more than before and gusted...some leaves blew by as the weeping wilow tree above them swayed >>

When you died....I was crushed to my core. I lost myself and became something...inhuman. In my quest to lose myself in darkness and never feel...i dishonored you all. I had no right to do that....

<< she stepped forward, letting go of persephone's hand as she kneeled >>

Please forgive me....all of you. I love you.....I miss you...and I'll never EVER ...forget you.

<< thunder rumbled in the air all around them...and as the winds whipped suddenly there was a chime in the air....many trees, of all heights and ages in the garden who had leaves began to rustle more and more, it was like a WAVE was coming. and then....the faint subtle sparkling trail of GREEN ORBS flowed down from the black skies above....down toward Persephone and DC. This was ORORO's "power signature">>

<< the trail flowed around Persephone and then DC....it flowed slowly around each head stone as well . and as the winds continued to rush more than they had before, sweeping around DC and Persephone almost "kissing" their skin with its cool, refreshing touch and ALSO flowing around the women of The Six. And even MORE surprsing, the most MYSTERIOUS SOUND could be heard....>>

<< very faint...very subtle>>

Ororo's voice in the wind: and we love you, my child. the both of you!

<< DC looked up and around...the chimes played softly in the air as the garden seemed to be breathing new air as the winds flowed.>>

Darkchilde: << in a soft voice>>: Ororo??

<< she looked up at Persephone as she slowly stood up....>>

Did you hear??


<< even as she asked her sister wraith, the winds began to slowly settle....and the soft humming of Ororo's bewitching voice could be heard in the trees and all around the skies...it was so faint but it seemed to blend in with the winds themselves. Was this POSSIBLE? this WAS , after all, Ororo's domain. It was the ULTIMATE symbol of her triumph over the evil and corruption of Limbo and Belasco's demonic touch on her soul and even in death, though the garden oasis did suffer, it did not DIE....and perhaps, neither did the spirits of Ororo herself and the rest of MoE. WIth Darkchilde finally facing them and honoring them....maybe they were now ALL at peace.>>

[Foxfire]

As Guardian explained everything to the sister Wraiths, Blaze watched on with a grim expression as the past was revealed. Her green irises dropping immediately, her body language shifting. Her arms covering her vulnerable heart, the memory STILL painful to her and the other women of the Six. Her usual fierce eyes depicting a sullen sadness to them, one that any family member would understand.

Turning to her side she tucked a piece of lose chocolate locks behind her ear. Her eyes gazing upon Darkchilde and Persephone, for any sort of reaction. She was taken back by their sympathy, but it was to be understandable. The mutant was glad they understood the pain, misery, and sadness they felt for their sister and comrade, just like the Six felt for DC and Persephone.

Fox glanced up quickly as Alison addressed Ororo. Her heart sunk inside her chest with her eyes going wide with worry. Would Darkchilde handle this? Or would she lose herself with grief once more? Darkchilde seemed to be discussing the matter with her friend around the same time she brought the whole entourage to another realm.

Blaze had to adjust due to the abrupt circumstances of the Demon Sorceress' transportation. She realized they had been transported back to Ororo's garden. The raw odor of this realm highly noticeable. The rare oak tree dwarfing other plants and trees easily as it stood out like a sore thumb.

The mutant quietly following Darkchilde and Persephone. Her eyes re - reading the grave stones but she frowned. She was missing one...that faerie creature. The winds changed their stagnant to reveal fresh - crisp air. Foxfire eyed Darkchilde, was this her doing?

Ororo's faint soulful voice whispered across the women. Blaze looked around, trying to locate the witch, but found nothing. This realm was truly enchanting. Blaze stepped out from the group to address Darkchilde.

"Although I do not know you per say Darkchilde, you remind me of my sister Spellbinder immensely. I am sorry for your loss for I understand and sympathize for you, your family, and friends. But through my journey's on this earth and other realms, is that no matter what life has in store for you you'll always be watched over by your loved ones. As corny as that sounds....its what gets me through my difficult times. I may not physically see them but I know in my heart they are there. And although you carry a wintery elegance about you...your still human. And I think Ororo is here with us...she's looked after all of us, gave us support and guidance when the hour was up, she is a mother to us all despite our conflicting alignments."

Foxfire stopped as she locked eyes with Darkchilde, her green eyes shimmering to life and vibrancy. "Like Morgan, you fought for your friends and family...do not blame yourself. Morgan did that when I was kil." Blaze bit down on her bottom lip, "when Morgan lost herself to become the dark childe. Through these difficult times I realize how precious my friends and family are. You may be down in your numbers but you do have Persephone. And as cunningly wicked as she is...I can tell she'll be side by side with you until the very end."

Stepping back in line with her friends, Blaze grew quiet once more.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Persephone's long amber locks blew back behind her shoulders, cascading down her back like melted chocolate. The cool wind kissed her face, giving her a strange feeling of belonging--comfort even. But what Persephone heard next was something that she was even skeptical about. Ororo's voice blew with the wind, as green sparkles zipped past all five woman. ::

"I did..."

:: Answering Darkchilde softly. Looking toward the sky, Persephone swept her eyes across the vast area seeing the weather change. Everything seemed slightly brighter, more at peace. A faint smile curled on the goddesses lips....Her team. Ororo and Karen. They were watching over them. Their spirits were at peace. And that alone was the best gift anyone could give her. ::

:: Looking to Darkchilde, Persephone gave her a small, reassuring smile. ::

"Leave it to Ororo to keep us guessing...even in death."

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian was right about the Darkchilde. though she was the most powerfull and ruthless of the three in the trinity, her rage had been tempered by wisdom and lessons learned. in many ways she was more like her mother and ororo than perhaps she gave herself credit for. but Guardian remained quiet, giving Darkchilde and Persephone due space to honor and mourn their fallen family.::

:: as the myst flowed around them, Guardian looked at Blaze and Haleigh, thankfull that she had them with her..not only because they were her team mates but because through all of THEIR PAIN and THEIR LOSS, they had managed to stick together. they were a family and DC saw that, she acknowledged it.::

its easy to dismiss the dark trinity as just a trio of blood thirsty witches...but just like Morgan, Darkchilde has so much depth and understanding. she hides her heart like Morgan did . the Armor she wears..its almost a metaphor

::soon, she too felt the mysterious wind that gusted and flowed, it felt soo soothing and nice over her face as she looked up and closed her eyes. the winds, the sparkling orbs::

:: whispering to Blaze and Haleigh:: Do you hear it? it's Ororo! even now. She was RIGHT...in Limbo, ALL things, times, places and even PEOPLE are possible and in her garden, her spirit remains strong, one with the nature she commands.

:: Guardian felt a subtle feeling of happiness for DC, knowing that she and Persephone now had a peace about them regarding their family and friends. after all these years and The Six had helped make it possible. it was one of the best things they had done yet.::

:: as Darkchilde stood up, looking happier than she had since they first arrived, Foxfire addressed her and then stepped back.

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde breathed more easily, now that she had finally found peace. as she looked at Persephone, her icy violet eyes had a hint of the joy that they once displayed when Masters of Evil reigned supreme.>>

<< in an icy voice>>: If anyone could, its Ororo. We are after all in her garden oasis where her magick was strongest. IN death, she finally became one with nature.

<< as the winds settled a bit and the chimes faded, Darkchilde looked upon Foxfire and her team as Foxfire addressed her. this young mutant had a strength of courage and heart much like the enigmatic Dark Faerie, Betrayal from MoE. Darkchilde towered over Foxfire as she came closer and looked upon her. >>


<< in an icy voice>>
Foxfire, From the brief glimpses i saw of Spellbinder...the look in her eyes when she fought Master Mold... I could tell that she was a woman of tenacity. That she thrived in battle, much like I did when MoE waged war with GoL. But I also sensed the desire she had to protect you and your allies. I can look at you all and feel the pain. I have suffered with that same pain. But years ago, when i was a lost, scared little girl in this realm, ORORO.. STORM came for me. She and her X-men. They fought to save me...and they all died except Ororo. The pain she felt then as she grieved for her fallen X-men is the same pain I felt for my fallen MoE family and it is the same pain YOU feel. we are all connected in this way. We are also connected in many other ways. The Dark Trinity and those connected to us are privilaged to live a life that is not necessarily bound by time and space. Things can happen, some people can come and go and COME again. But ultimately, its the FAMILY spirit that you share that keeps you going on. Thanks to you...i have part of my family back.

<< looking at Persephone>>

and now, it is time for me to help YOU the way Ororo helped ME.

<< looking at Guardian DC moved on to the task at hand>>

There is a way for you to get YOUR family back. I can control the stepping discs that populate this realm COMPLETELY, allowing you to go forward OR BACKWARD in time.

<< thunder rumbled in the air as DC looked serious>>

the way to get your Morgan back...is to go back to the moment of her death and SNATCH her from the path of the Seige Perilous. You see, what Guardian saw in her dream, was in fact Morgan. Her own power to use the stepping discs, the power each part of the dark trinity shares, instinctively activated to save her from TOTAL expungement by the Seige Perilous once she was pulled in. But she did not escape the process completely. She has no idea who she is now...or what she can do. she floats in a realm that is the next best thing to Oblivion. ALL it would take is for her to even SUBCONSCIOUSLY wish for a disc and she would port back to HER timeline's limbo. but she CAN'T.

<< pointing to the group>>

from here, i can send you back to that moment in the battale with Master Mold. You would have ONE chance to act to snatch Morgan from the Seige Perilous and ONCE you secure her, you will be forcibly pulled BACK into the disc and shunted back to your own timeline. You will arrive in Limbo of course, but there, you will have your timeline's....Ororo.

<< she paused for a moment. perhaps secretly envying them for having Ororo alive and well in their timeline>>

I will do this for you.....but YOU must do something for me! it is the condition upon which i will agree to help you.


<< as she said this...she looked around the gloomy and mysterious garden. thunder continued to rumble in the air. littlle flashes of lightning were hidden in the black billowing clouds of the midnight skies>>

[Harbinger]

::Guardian listened carefully. Darkchilde had just given them the KEY to theier goal. She would send them THROUGH time via Limbo back to the moment of Morgan's DEATH and with precious few moments to act, they could save Spellbinder from the brink of death and oblivion! It all sounded so SIMPLE it was allmost impossible to believe.::

:: speaking in a cool tone, the seer's cobalt blue eyes met with Darkchilde's icy violet eyes as she addressed the sorceress::

Darkchilde, thank you.your understanding, your hospitality, inspite of ALL that you have suffered, it is truly amazing. You are a CREDIT to your mother AND ororo's legacy.

:: Darkchilde mentioned a condition to her helping, and Guardian was a bit surprised by this but remained undaunted.::

What is it that you require?

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde took a moment, she knew Persephone would be shocked and most likely resistant to this, but it was for the best. it was what needed to be done.>>


<< in an icy voice>>:

My world on earth is no more. Like Ororo before me, I have nothing to go back to. My familly, friends, my lover are gone. Limbo is my realm, I am its mistress and it is apart of me just as I am apart of IT but PERSEPHONE does not belong here. She never did and to keep her safe, Ororo turned her to stone to preserve her until we could return to Earth. Obviously that moment was not meant to be, but NOW, thanks to you all, she has a second chance.


<< looking at Persephone>>

When i send you back to your timeline to earth, you must...take Persephone with you. Help her begin her life anew on EARTH where she will live healthy and find new adventures.

I must ensure that she be able to LIVE her life, just as people in my life did for ME when i needed it most. I know that she will be safe with you all, and your timeline's Ororo will guide her just as ours did here. She will make a great asset to your team as well with her powers and skills.

If you accept this condition, then I will proceed to open a disc that will send you back to that moment in time to save Spellbinder.

[Foxfire]

Noticing DC walking to her, the mutant had to strain her neck to look up. She felt slightly intimidated by the woman, but comforted to know she could assist them. DC explained she could relate to the pain and misery the team, but also how similar both timelines were.

A light smile tugging upwards at her lips, not at the painful memory but to actually see this time line version, the Darkchilde. It was understandable to see why she was the most potent of the three.

Guardian and Darkchilde conversed on a rescue plan to remain Morgan. Her heart skipped a beat, the thought of Morgan...alive and well it brought mists to her eyes. Blaze was all too eager to execute this plan but DC addressed a second matter. Foxfire was oddly curious of what this could be.

And as Guardian asked, DC explained. Blaze was rather amused by this...her smile growing into a wide grin. She knew Alison dislike for the Goddess, look out Jerry Springer, its the battle of the bitches. She chuckled under her breath as her own thought.

Her fist reaction was to see Persephone's reaction, who would clearly object or would she? Blaze wasn't quite sure if the Goddess could fit in...but then again anything was possible. As the realization of returning to the past loomed Blaze frowned.

"I don't know if I can return Alison....I was there that day but after Jasmine was taken away....is it possible for me to return back in time despite my counter part and Jasmine?" She never understood the whole going back in time thing.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Persephone stood quietly as Foxfire addressed Darkchilde. The mutant seemed fearless. As unpredictable as the fire she weilds. Yet her spark seemed dampered as she spoke of her sister; of Spellbinder. Looking to and from Darkchilde and the six, they began to discuss how exactly DC was going to help them. ::

:: Lowering her brows with a slightly confused expression on her face, what did Darkchilde mean by 'help you the way Ororo helped me'. Persephone needed no assistance. She was revived and with her sister wraith. Yes her teammates were dead, but she wasn't completely alone. They could rebuild what they had; become the powerful assasins they once were. ::

:: Looking to Guardian as Darkchilde continued to explain the plan at hand, Persephone's eyes widdened in shock as Darkchilde finally spoke of her terms. ::

"Excuse me?"

:: Shaking her head, Persephone instantly protested. Her arms unfolding as she took a step toward Darkchilde. ::

"No..No-Absolutely not. I'm not going with them. I'm not leaving my life behind when I finally got it back!"

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian's cobalt blue eyes flashed with irritation, both at Foxfire AND Persephone. In Persephone's case, Guardian knew that this woman would be woefully out of her element in their timeline and her patience with this woman would wear thin QUICKLY. Powerfull as Persephone was, she DIDNT know what Guardian was capable of...both as a woman and as a witch.::

:: Blaze, whose question needlessly complicated things, was met with an abrupt response::

Blaze, Darkchilde can move ANYONE forward or backward in time. You and Jasmine are not apart of some multiversal trinity, which means you can exist simultaneously in any timeline if it became a factor. However we will be traveling back in time through a disc for ONE PURPOSE..to snatch Morgan from the moment of entering the Seige Perilous. the SHOCK of that change will hopefully JAR "Morgan" as she appears in oblivion ENOUGH for her to activate her own stepping discs one more time....and she will be made whole again....in OUR timeline of Limbo.

:: Guardian was easily able to fill in the blanks of Darkchilde's general plan, being the tactician of the six as well as understanding of the powers of the dark trinity, it made PERFECT sense what Darkchilde was planning....except for the last part about PERSEPHONE.::

:: speaking on behalf of her team::

Darkchilde, as a Seer, you know that i am able to see through all time and space just as you are able to MOVE through it. Persephone WILL be out of her element in more than one way. The time in which we live is a world of technology...the people are hard as stone. there is little place for a "goddess" with delusions of grandeur.


::Guardian was bold and NEVER afraid to speak her mind and Persephone, as far as SHE could tell would be nothing but a liability. She didnt want to be difficult with Darkchilde but SHE had to think of her team as well. She stood tall, in her sexy, contouring leather, one shouldered body suit as her blue/ black hair blue in the wind. thunder rolled in the distance again as she confronted the conditions of Darkchilde's assistance.::

She will cause more problems than anything else and she will not be regarded as a "goddess"...only as a mutant or metahuman.

[Foxfire]

As Guardian explained Darkchide's agenda rather boldly and with a hint of irritation. The mutant's eyes easily burned with annoyance of her own but for Alison. Crossing her arms over her chest, she perked a curious brow at Guardian's argument before shaking her head wildly.

"I think you underestimate Persephone, Alison. True to form, she IS a Goddess but like any of the Olympian Gods and Goddess, I'm sure she can adapt to her climate. I think Darkchilde's idea is brilliant, she is looking out for her friend. Besides Persephone could even visit the realm of Limbo in the form of Darkchilde's stepping disks if need be, unless I'm misunderstanding. We are down to four of us, but with Delilah out of the loop its now dropped to three. With all you have seen and been through YOURSELF, at least give the woman a shot despite your overall dislike for her."

Foxfire was also another member of the team who spoke her mind without fear. She did not agree with Guardian's decision and for her to "make the decision for the team" highly provoked the fiery mutant.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Narrowing her eyes to Guardian, Persephone let out a short laugh of irritation. This woman was outrageous and far too cocky for her liking. ::

"Our world and your world aren't as different as you might think. For being a "seer of all time and space", surely you would have known that. Unless of course you are bluffing, and Limbo has hampered your powers? Limiting your visions of how far in the past and future you can see?"

:: Calling Guardian out, Persephone lifted her brows, giving the woman time to "answer". After a few seconds, the goddess glanced to the two other woman before looking back at the brunette. ::

"I've seen and dealt with my fair share of technology. Not as advanced as your time, as it may be, but nevertheless I know what I’m capable of. Regardless of what YOU may think or "see"."

:: Rolling her eyes away from Guardian, Persephone looked to the smaller brunette as she spoke against Guardian. Perhaps her "team mates" weren't as whipped as Persephone once assumed. ::

"There's no need to argue against her. I'm not going to your timeline, nor do I have the desire to."

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian squared her shoulders as she folded her arms, locking her cobalt blue eyes upon the goddess with a cold glare. another aspect of Alison was REASSERTING itself. that of the cold, brutal, calculating witch who would do whatever it took to HUMBLE her opponent. She completely ignored Foxfire as she immediately retorted Persephone.::

Persephone, if anyone is full of bluster and bluff it is YOU. Or did you not realize that I am well aware that with every passing moment in Limbo that you are becoming gradually weaker, and that you are THE MOST susceptible to the darkness of the realm of anyone present?

:: the winds whipped a bit, almost coincidental to this confrontation as the subtle chorus of insects all around the garden seemed to stop for a moment and the thunder was a little louder, more stacatto in its duraction::

::speaking in a cold, direct tone as her voice seemed to be like a focused harpoon of contempt::

One thing that i can CLEARLY "see" despite whatever hinderance this realm has on my powers ...just as it does on YOURS... is that you are LEGENDARY for your selfish, self absorbed, lofty ways. Your every move in your life before meeting Darkchilde was an exercise in errosion of everything and everyone around you. You are STILL that hapless, petty, careless little girl that mythology books portray you to be in THIS and EVERY TIMELINE, though you may TRY to play at being a big girl now. Oh yes, I can see RIGHT THROUGH YOU.

:: lightning flared even through billowing, swirling black skies above as the leaves on the weeping willow nearby began to rustle and sway more loudly. Guardian clearly was not afraid of Persephone and THe Six were all too aware of how BRUTAL she could be, even WITH HER OWN TEAM MATES if she was crossed the wrong way. The Seer and the Goddess would not get along anytime soon::

[Foxfire]

Foxfire was already growing impatient but while the group of women argued who would stay or leave, Blaze shut her eyes. That throbbing migraine returning to harass her with pain and agony. Gritting her teeth she clenched both hands into balled fists, revealing white knuckles. Her heart beat boosting her adrenaline rush that she felt overtake her body.

"ENOUGH!!"

Barked Foxfire whose eyes opened with a dark fiery crimson tint. She glanced to Persephone and then to Guardian. She wanted to strike both of them down and it was obvious in how brutal she looked.

"This is not about EITHER of you! Persephone, Darkchilde is offering YOU a way out, a new freedom in life. You cannot stay here in this realm, your body does not have the capabilities to withstand this environment. Remember not everything is lost through time and space, you WILL see Darkchilde again."

Foxfire stepped closer to Guardian, the other woman towering over her. But despite the height difference Blaze was adamant about defying her team captain.

"And as for you Alison, this is also NOT about what you want, what you SEE, its about MORGAN! Darkchilde is offering a chance to get my SISTER back and I will do WHATEVER it takes to see she is brought home safely. For once stop trying to see ahead to the future, for once put your petty moral qualms aside, and THINK of Morgan!" Blaze's eyes locked heavily with the Seer.

"I'm tired, exhausted, and hurt from this pain we have ALL experienced. But I push myself further at the slightest chance of regaining Spellbinder. For once I'm putting my foot down and I will be selfish! I don't CARE what either one of you want, Persephone your coming with us and Alison if I hear so much as one OBJECTION from you I swear we'll leave you hear!" She remarked coldly, the area around them grew more humid in temperature.

"Don't you see? This isn't about any of us...its about Morgan. She's off in another world...helpless, hurt with no recollection of WHO she is...with Master Mold breathing down her neck. I cannot stop until I see my sister, because I know she would do the same for me. Now, is not the time to waste time, Darkchilde offers us the transportation we need to get to Morgan."

Foxfire stepped back from Guardian, enough to keep both the Seer and the Goddess in her eye sight. "Both of you are being SELFISH and I will not tolerate it! Shake it off, suck it up, whatever you both need to do, but we are leaving!"

[Darkchilde]

<< raising an armoured hand in the air, thunder CRASHED at the same time she screamed out>>

STOP IT!

<< her voice and the thunder echoed as they slowly faded. the winds whistled faintly as chimes played in the air>>

<< in an icy voice>>

Guardian, Persephone, Foxfire....All of you, PLEASE, don't waste your time like this.

<< Darkchilde put her hand to her forehead. she was thrust into a new position, she felt more like Ororo, possessing a higher level of understanding than she ever had during her time in the ADA or MoE. It was a new era for her and she intended to make SURE that she had learned from her mistakes>>

<< in an icy voice>>


Listen to me, all of you.

<<turning to Foxfire.>> I realize that yours is a spirit of curiosity and passion, but learn to know when to question someone and when not to. Your Guardian is a most VALUABLE asset to your team and had she been with us in this timeline 25 years ago...who KNOWS how things could have turned out. Don't lose site of YOUR goal, which is to see your sister returned to you.

<<looking at Guardian>> your a woman whom i respect greatly. your boldness, your capacity for brutality, your almost mechanical efficiency, i can perceive it so strongly. In another time, I would've loved to have battled by your side against the GoL and had you among the MoE. I'll always count meeting you and your team as one of the many rewarding learning experiences of being in Limbo. But remember to consider your friends feelings. They are your family, just like MoE was mine. Persephone is my sister and...you can't just writer her off like that. She's an honorable woman too. You may "see" more than everyone here, but neither you nor i can gauge the true worth of a person by use of a power. I learned that from Ororo along time ago when SHE chose to help ME and my MoE family rather than turn away from us because we were "evil."

<< and finally turning to Persephone>>: listen, I understand you dont agree with this. I know you're not happen, i can see it deep in your eyes.

<< the winds howled as DC's blonde double highlighted hair blew in the wind>>

But you have to remember that ,as leader of the MoE, that while I took great pride and JOY in destroying my foes and crushing their skulls, i ALSO took great CARE in doing what was best for all of you. Not just the team, but YOU and Alessandra and my core family. I made descisions that ensured we would all remain together and safe. That is what any competent team leader does..what any "big sister" wouod do.

<< pausing for a moment>>

You know that Guardian is right and so do I. You will get sick and you will die if you remain here. I will not lose ANYONE ELSE under my watch and even though we are the ONLY MoE left...we are still representing. As long as we are alive in THIS or any timeline, our legacy remains and we carry that with us no matter where we go in our lives.

You must...you WILL go with them. There is nothing here for you in Limbo. This is my realm. I real this place and command the demons therein and this realm serves more than just as my personal domain...it is the gateway to what some humans so quaintly refer to as HELL.

<< thunder rumbles again as DC pauses and looks among the women with her icy violet eyes grimly surveying each of them.>>

I am thinking of you, and I am doing what is best for you. Your life as it was..is over. You can start anew just as you did the LAST TIME before you met me! Going forward does not mean you will FORGET or that you will never SEE me again....it simply means that you are moving on.

You will be in a timeline where Ororo is ALIVE, where a version of ME exists and will most likely welcome you as i did. You will have the opportunity to be whoever you want to be now, free of the pain that comes from being lost in Limbo. Do not resist me, HEAR me and understand. Know that i do this, because I care for you, Persephone. You are my only remaining family. and i must ensure that you LIVE.

<< Darkchilde looked upon her sister Wraith, right into her eyes. her voice was so icy, but there was a undertone of concern and kindness that was rarely seen in times past. CLEARLY DC had changed over the last 25 years. grown from the pain of loss and lessons learned and now she was doing what was best to make sure Persephone would have the kind of life worth living.>>

go with them.

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Stepping forward as Guardian began to insult and berate Persephone, the goddess' blood began to boil the more the woman spoke. Once finished, before Persephone could even retaliate back, or knock the bitch in the face, Blaze stepped in, as bold and confident as ever. Shifting her cold glare to the mutant, Persephone could see she was getting fed up with not only the situation, but with her so called "leader". Obvious Guardian was the strongest of their team as of late with Spellbinder's death. But she didn't rule everything about them, and Blaze made that very apparent. ::

:: Glancing back over to Guardian, meeting her with equally cold eyes, the goddess finally heard Darkchilde speak. She had changed, it was apparent in her voice; the way she approached situations. Obviously she had grown since the MOE, otherwise Guardian would of met her demise right then and there. Darkchilde made it abundantly clear that Persephone were to go with them, but it wasn't that simple. Or at least the goddess wasn't going to MAKE it that simple. ::

"You don't fool me, cookie."

:: Persephone snapped coldly at Guardian, with a soft yet sadistic tone. The witch could believe what she wanted. To continue to stand high on her pedestal of confidence and bitchiness. But she was about to meet her match and get knocked off her high horse. ::

:: Moving away from Darkchilde, Persephone didn't look at her. In fact, she kept her back to her old friend for making her do this. For not thinking outside the box and going down the easiest road mapped out for them. Yes she still loved Darkchilde. Yes she would always think of her as a sister and a best friend. And yes, if she was ever in danger, trouble, or needed help of any kind, Persephone would drop everything to help her. But right now, she was pissed. ::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh stayed characteristically reticent for a long time... she watched with little input as they revived Persephone... sighed with slight impatience as her comrades convinced the woman to help them, observed with measured silence as Persephone brought Darkchilde back to her 'self'. Haleigh was struck again with how uncanny the resemblance between the dark trinity was... it pained her to see Darkchilde almost... to be so close to Morgan and yet so far... and to realize that they were ALL doomed to feel this kind of pain for a long time, even after Morgan was returned to them.

Haleigh was still quiet as the conversation bounced back and forth among the others... in fact, she was quiet for so long that the others might wonder if she HAD no voice.... but as Darkchilde revealed her price for helping them get Morgan back... and Persephone rejected the idea... AND the subsequent attempts to reason with her... Haleigh stepped forth with a voice marked in determination, and a confidence of her own that suggested she had no DOUBT in what she was saying.

"Persephone... I can understand your reluctance to leave this place... Darkchilde is all you have left, and she represents all that you know of your former life... but what YOU must understand is that my friends and I are at the end of our rope... we are BEYOND the point of crisis.... we have traversed Limbo through time and space by BLINDLY jumping into random stepping discs trying to find Darkchilde in the slim hopes that she might help us... and we are willing to do WHATEVER it takes to get back OUR timeline's version of the Dark Trinity.... INCLUDING taking you by force if you make that necessary. Pout and sulk all you want. Hate your Sister Wraith for making the choice that is hard, but best for you... but I WILL NOT allow you to stand between us and Spellbinder... so in the interest of making this go smoothly... I must advise you to come WILLINGLY... you will only be making it harder on yourself..."

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Things were going to be far from peachy when interacting with this group of bull headed individuals. It was apparent, regardless of Darkchilde's requests, that niether Persephone, nor the group of woman, would get along any time soon. This entire situation was a ticking time bomb waiting to go off. ::

"Save your all inspiring speech about how hard you worked to get here. Darkchilde has made it clear that I am not to stay, therefore I am leaving with you. No "force" is necessary."

:: The blonde finally decided to voice her opinion, but like the others, she decided to give a grand speech as to how they got here and how they were attempting to save their friend. Persephone found it quite funny that they spoke with such confidence and grandure, yet their eyes revealed nothing but guilt and insecurity when speaking of Spellbinder. ::

:: Crossing her arms along her chest, Persephone finally turned to Darkchilde, raising a single brow as she awaited her old friend to bring forth a stepping disc so they could get this mission on it's way. ::

[Foxfire]

Foxfire's was seething with rage now from everyone's tawdry comments. She crossed her arms with a huff. She glanced over to Persephone who seemed to be delaying their exit to save Morgan. Any other time she MIGHT have had patience but now that luxury wore thin with the fiery mutant.

Her fists tightening the more Persephone spoke, did this woman ever shut - up? God, she was worse than one of those automobile salesman. The group was all locked in a stand off due to their speech's and their body language. Which, was a cue for DC to mediate between the group, even suggesting a more peaceful approach. Blaze's green pools going wide, now I KNOW I've seen everything. She thought, she was utterly surprised to see this version more tranquil and wise, a nice contrast to the former bloodthirsty warrior. Blaze was hardly complaining, in fact maybe the Demon Sorceress could calm the situation at hand.

And it did as Persephone supplied signs of movement, despite her objection, the Goddess KNEW the Six weren't allowing it. Her eyes dashed to Haleigh, who had been oddly stoic and silent throughout this whole journey. Foxfire was curious why the woman was so quiet, but knew better. Haleigh always spoke when she had a point to express, an argument to be made, or jumping into battle.

Black Widow's argument was very much like Blaze's except less fiery. The mutant watched on as Persephone turned to her comrade. Unfolding her arms, Blaze tossed a bit of chocolate locks over her shoulder. Her mind racing to Morgan...her heartbeat doubling the more she pictured her sister....huddled into a "fetal position" as Guardian described.

It was true, this journey...this nightmare was allowing Foxfire to be bold, courageous, and upfront. Something the team had not witnessed in so long. But, it just went to show that blood was far thicker than water. And even if Blaze and Morgan were born from different mothers, it proved their sisterly bond still existed. Blaze was far too determined and stubborn to give up, she wanted Morgan back and it showed. She was stepping it up, she was becoming pro - active, she was...much like Morgan with a few minor differences.

[Darkchilde]

<< Darkchilde watches as the women exchange. she knows that Persephone will not mesh well with them in their time but change is never easy. Just look at what was going on NOW.>>

<< Darkchilde shakes her head as her body contouring eldritch armour gleams. Her disapproval is conveyed through her facial expressions. her icy violet eyes firmly fixed on Foxfire and Black Widow>>

<< in an icy voice>> Persephone has always been...stubborn. But she is still my sister. UNDERSTAND that YOU are not TAKING HER ANYWHERE.

<< thunder rumbles in the air all around them as the winds blow more steady around them in the dark, gothic garden. Though Darkchilde had to send Persephone out of Limbo, she wanted it CLEAR that these women would not be dogging her out...at least not in HER presence.>>

I am SENDING her away for her own sake. It occurrs to me that she will have the chance to make a new life for herself in your timeline just as she made one in THIS timeline after she was cast out of her realm of Olympus.

<< turning to Persephone as she grabbed her by the arm to get her attention>>: And as for YOU. Don't you DARE take an attitude with me. I am still The Darkchilde and I'll stick kick your ass. Everything that i did while running MoE was for US...for YOU and this is no different. You know you can't be here for long and you know that as long as you are in the vicinity of one of my cross time alternates, you'll have a way to contact me. so DON'T give these people anymore reason to look down on you than they already do. Show them how effective you can be, just like you did the Guardians of Light!

<< Darkchilde's icy voice was bolstered by a forward tone. she wanted Persephone to LISTEN, to understand>>

<< sigh>> You're my sister. You know how hard it is for me to "show my love"...but with my sister wraiths, my mother and honored mother, my core in the MoE and my beloved Morpheus, i was able to find a way to show love without feeling weak and vulnerable. do you think it's EASY for me to send you away? do you think it's easy to know that things will never be as they were? OF COURSE NOT!

<< she looked at the group of women in The Six>>

these women have had their share of pain and loss too. they are not LESS than you and you shouldnt look down on them. They risked their lives to travel through times and spaces to find a way to save their timeline's version of me. their courage , their honor is just like that of OURS in the core of MoE. Don't be so quick to dismiss them, for remember how many attempted to dismiss YOU in times past.

Everything I did while leading MoE was for the BENEFIT of the team...INCLUDING YOU! You may not understand or agree with this now, but in time, you WILL and you will REMEMBER that all times and places are possible through Limbo. We'll meet again.

<< letting go of Persephone's arm, DC stood before the group>>

gather yourself together. I'll be teleporting you BACK. not only back through space but time as well. You will arrive in YOUR timeline at the final moments of the battle between Master Mold and yourselves. You will have VERY few moments to snatch Spellbinder from her horrible fate, the moment where she is pulled into the disc, but be warned: some of you will see your past selves and you must NOT interfere with anything else there. You must ONLY attempt to secure Spellbinder's physical body and you will be forcibly pulled BACK into the stepping disc. You will then be sent back to PRESENT time in YOUR timeline's Limbo. Hopefully you will have secured Spellbinder's body, the shock of her being jarred outside of time and space will jolt her in the oblivion where she is now and she will instinctively return to her timeline of Limbo.

Her mental state, how she will react, i cannot predict. that will be up to you and your timeline's Ororo to handle.

<< DC raises her hands as chimes sound off>>

This isn't "Goodbye", Persephone. It's more like "see you later". You'll always been in my heart and I'll always be a stepping disc away. I love you, sister.


Good luck to you all. I hope you succeed...much depends on it!

<< gesturing, thunder crashes loudly as a stepping disc opens around the group of women and in the twinkling of an eye, the women are TELEPORTED>>

[Oracle]

<< The surviving members of the Six & Persephone were teleported via stepping disc, but this trip seemed different than the others, things were spinning COUNTER CLOCK WISE. everything was blured as sounds, shapes and noises seemed to mix in a reversed vortex. but as bizarre as it seemed and FELT, it all happened in the blink of an eye as they were now BACK. Two Weeks ago. The darkened city of New York, the horrible, wrecked ground zero that was the site of the battle between The Six and the master mold.>>


<< there were the damaged buildings, downed power lines, burning cars....craters in the ground and exploding fire hydrants. there was the bus at the far end of the battle ground and outside the seemingly destroyed body of Master Mold. This was the moment where the Six had used team work to DESTROY the BODY of Master Mold and they were now on the bus, mourning the death of Sharon Kelly. From a distance. the PRESENT "six" and persephone would see the team of the Six: Black Widow, Guardian, MorningStar, Shockwave (even now under the influence of the chocker around her neck) and Frost, the one time member of the Six. It was a surreal, terrifying moment for those of the present surviving Six and the first time that Foxfire had seen her twin sister. >>


<< and now, the tragic events of the last horrible phase of this battle began>>

>the glowing red eyes cast unforgiving rays of light into the best as the massive HEAD of Master Mold was now full active and facing the bus. tentacle extensions of wires and cables writhed from under the head as it was suppoted by vibranium spider like legs. the head alone could be just as deadly as the whole body as it possesed an array of capabilities and it was a testimony to the resilience and adaptability of this super sentinel

>the face of Master Mold seemed to betray an EVIL, almost ANGRY countenance as it came forward, blasting the bus with repulsor blasts. Guardian's force field and Frost's ice dome were taking the brunt of the impact but the bus still began to rock and the ice dome would be destroyed soon, leaving only the force field.


Mutants, Witches! I CANNOT BE DESTROYED!


> that was the first time Master Mold had referred to itself in the first person. it was as if it had been renewed and there were a LIVING awareness within it. something that HALEIGH could sense given her affinity for machines....it was the personality and brain wave patterns of the SUPER SOLDIER. the basic programming that had been powering Master Mold this entire time.

I am STILL able to carry out my prime directive. TO destroy the six and their allies! and after this I will go after Doctor Karen Victoria.

>Master Mold's tentacles slam into the bus further attacking the force field and ice dome as he continues to advance.


::the last moment that Guardian dreaded was at hand....as she pushed past everyone...and moved outside the bus. even the HEAD of Master Mold dwarfed the statuesque witch as she faced him. his eyes focused on her...::


you are the living embodiment of all that is evil. you WILL be destroyed.....


:: Guardian raised her hands...as howling winds filled the air and a mournfull bell tolled loudly in the air. a flash of light heralds the manifestation of the terrifying mystic gem, the SIEGE PERILOUS manifests::

Behold that which you cannot combat!

:: she directs her hands forward as the gem appeaers BEHIND the head of Master Mold and begins to GROW and now is capable of encompassing Master Mold....the smooth face red ruby front disappears to reveal a powerfull vortex that pulls its target into the cosmic gate....the vortex activates with deadly effect as EVERYONE has to desperately hold onto something to prevent from b eing yanked out of the bus and joining Master Mold's fate.::

and as Black Widow, Foxfire, Guardian, and Persephone continue to watch this terrifying event unfold, the are reminded just how relentless Master Mold truly is!

>Master Mold immediately was caught up in the vortex, being pulled back as its clawed spider like legs are dragged across the cement. but at the last moment...mere steps from the mouth of the vortex, again Master Mold's defense mechanisms kick in as it attempts to anchor to the ground. one of its massive tentacles reaches out....and charges forth slamming into Guardian before unleashing a powerfull electrical current into Guardian's body before knocking her back slamming her body into the bus.

Proceed with craft omega sequence to insure the destruction of The Six and their allies.


<< Morgan held on tightly to a pole. her blonde double hightlighted hair whipped firecly in the violent vortex....and even with her super strength...she could only imagine how hard it might be for the OTHERS to hold on. She tried to keep an eye on Guardian to see where this stand off with Master Mold would go...and to her horror Guardian was electrocuted and knocked unconscious by the super sentinel. Master Mold's head was gripping the ground but clearly it was not going to be taken away by the Siege Perilous without destroying Guardian OR the rest of the Six. Morgan knew what she had to do>>

<< she let go of the pole and flew out of the bus, flying through the winds toward Master Mold... she powers up...a chime sounds off as she charges with her fists extended and large halos of eldritch magick around them as a sparkling trail flows around her. the look on her face says it all as she screams like a bird of prey she SLAMS into Master Mold's body with ALL her power and super strength....unleashing an ballistic blast of eldritch force which forces Master Molds anchors to lose their grip on the ground....>>

<< Master Mold SCREAMS as he is pulled into the vortex of the Siege Perilous. His head seems to be SUCKED away side ways. Morgan struggles to reach the unconscious Guardian, to pick her up and carry her back to the bus..... But at the last moment...a tentacle wraps around MORGAN'S ankle...another one around her waist.. Master Mold's face reappaers inside the vortex and then another tentacle around her NECK....

<< it is the moment that haunts both Guardian and Black Widow and the moment which Foxfire had not been present for>>

Haleigh dives for Alison without even thinking... there is so much eletricity in the air that Haleigh can FEEL it... and as she grabs Alison's bicep, she gets a pretty strong static shock... but it hardly registers, as Hlaeigh has to work at machine speed to be able to snatch Alison AND latch onto the underside of the bus, anchoring the both of them from the vortex... Haleigh hears Morgan charge for MM... and she can only watch in horror, her heart sinking, as she knows they did NOT manage to save Morgan.... and then things look up, and Morgan attacks MM and is able to fight toward them, against the wind.... Hales can tell it is a struggle, like swimming against a riptide. Morgan gets within reach, but Haleigh fears she wont make it all the way... a pair of handcuffs anchors one of Alison's wrists to a pipe on the underside of the bus, appearing out of thin air, and Haleigh lunges for Morgan's outstretched hand. They link hands as MM grabs Morgan by the ankle, and Haleigh can feel her arms being painfully pulled as she tries to hold onto the bus AND Spellbinder... the whole BUS actually begins to slide slowly toward the vortex, and MM wraps another tentacle around Morgan's waist. Haleigh's hands are slipping, both her grip on the bus AND on Morgan's hand, as they both fight her fate....

They both lock eyes and Haleigh knows that this is the last time she'll ever look at Morgan... but despite common sense, she cannot bring herself to let go.... Haleigh's loses her grip on the bus and begins a terrifying and painful slide on her knees across the pavement, towards the vortex.... she refuses, to let go, as she clamps on to a fire hydrant, making a last stand of her own....her body begins to tremble from the stress, but her grip on Spellbinder's fingers cannot be renewed... and Haleigh is holding on so tight she is afraid she might BREAK Morgan's fingers... another tentacle finds itself around Morgan's neck, and Morgan's hand beings to slip from Haleigh's grasp.

[Foxfire]

After saying good - bye to Persephone and explaining what the Six needed to accomplish, Darkchilde teleported them out via stepping disk. Blaze couldn't help but sigh, the transportation was beginning to give her motion sickness or nausea in some cases. Her body disappeared waist up and in the blink of an eye the fiery mutant was gone, with the rest of her comrades. The ride back in time and space was less luxurious due to the power it required. Blaze felt her body spin clockwise as her hair swung wildly. Noises of all sounds popped and echoed through the vortex as psychedelic colors and waves swooped around herself and the team. Blaze barely had time to adjust as they were transported into the past, the past where Morgan was taken from them and Alison was critically injured.

A small cyclone of wind churned and twisted around the ebony skyline of NYC. The thrashing winds animated and far more horrifying, almost like that of a hurricane force. The stepping disk expanded to reveal the Six and their ally, Persephone. Several women dropping out from the sky, it was something out of the Twilight Zone.

Landing more roughly than expected, Foxfire was crouched on one knee with a grunt. She had not been present for this battle, instead her identical twin, Jasmine aka Frost substituted. Standing up, Blaze's eyes went wide with horror. Everything was in utter chaos, cars were flipped upside down, trees and shrubs were flickering with fire, sirens rang in the background. Her keen hearing back to normal capabilities now that they were not in Limbo.

She saw the mass destruction of buildings cave in, dented, and some were even shattered into zillions of pieces. At first, Blaze felt her heart ache even MORE because this was real. It was a stark contrast than viewing it from another realm. She covered her gapping mouth with her gloved hand as her eyes misted with tears.

Such graphic images, sounds, and the overall feeling was enough to make even the most stoic person feel a drop of emotion. Cries of anguish motioned toward the fallen bus, which looked something out of Jurassic Park. Craning her neck to the side, Foxfire could hear the emotional - distraught whimpers coming from the team. She felt a sense of deja déjà vu envelope her while viewing this. It was like watching a television program, except this was reality. She could see her sister, Frost inside the bus, and the rest of the team. It was almost too much to view, Jasmine looked like a warrior, she seemed to fit into the Six. The mutant had forgotten her sister, her twin who had conflicting personalities. Yet, in a strange way it was glorifying to watch her....to know she fought with this team.

She watched Morgan with misty eyes, her sister, her mentor, her best friend in many ways. Before Blaze could cherish the memory of Morgan, Master Mold became active once more. His hulking form dwarfed even sky scrappers. Blaze watched on in horror at how relenting this creature was, which reminded her of the Super Soldier. His large tentacles SLAMMING into the bus, causing Foxfire to jump. Her own heartbeat racing as she felt fear for the past Six.

The past Guardian unleashed the Siege Perilous. Stepping closer, without being scene or interfering, Blaze couldn't believe this. She glanced back to present Guardian, who was beside her. Blinking her eyes, it was like watching a mirrored image of the real Alison Marble. She watched on as the Seer brought forth a mammoth vortex that suctioned up fallen cars, damaged telephone poles, stop signs, shards of building pieces, etc. Blaze felt hope but she knew that sinking feeling was coming closer. She remembered watching this from above the heavens with the Elders. But MM was more cunning than perceived as he lashed out to Guardian, electrocuting her. The impact of the Seer causing a sickening thud to impact on the bus. Blaze cringed and her eyes in shock. Her eyes narrowing in anger at this monster!

Almost like a Queen bee out for vengeance, Spellbinder flies out of the safety of the bus. Her facial expression like that of a bird of prey. Foxfire's heart skips a beat to see her sister in combat so fiercely, so passionately. The concussive force of the eldritch bold makes the whole ground tremble as it connects with MM. Blaze stumbled back, her emerald eyes fixated on her sister. She felt pride....glory...love, all of these things for her sibling to watch her FIGHT for the life of Guardian and her other friends and family. This was a woman of strength and character, this was Spellbinder.

MM falls with a thud, his massive arms clawing and scraping at the ground, large feet of dirt and debris fly through the air. His glowing red eyes beaming for Spellbinder. Several tentacles grabbing onto Spellbinder with raw force and strength, her screams sending shivers down her back. Blaze saw Haleigh's die hard attempt to save Alison. Foxfire moved to stare at her present comrade, Black Widow. Shaking her head, she turned back to see BW move like a machine, like the Terminator. Memories she recalled viewing elsewhere.

Shutting her eyes as tears welled and assaulted her own rosy cheeks, Blaze felt the fire ignite within the pit of her stomach. This moment was there chance to save her sister, to do whatever it took. Opening her eyes she grit her teeth she yearned to jump into the game. To undo this terrible moment. Her eyes darkening to a yellow as her flames etched across her battle attire. Her muscles tensed the longer she watched, she turned to Guardian, for a signal.

Foxfire was ready to move, she seemed to possess a new edge to her. Nodding to present Guardian and Black Widow, to signal she was prepared for this moment. As impatient as she was, she had to WAIT! It killed her inside to hear Morgan's blood curdling screams roar in the background.

"We're coming Morgan!"

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Looking to Darkchilde as she spoke harshly to Black Widow and Foxfire, Persephone shifted her eyes to the woman noting their silence. But as Darkchilde finished reprimanding the six, she turned on Persephone. Sighing out audibly, she rolled her eyes closed and shook her head gently. She knew Darkchilde was doing this for her benefit, but it didn't lessen the aggravation of it all. ::

"I understand..."

:: She said finally, looking to Darkchilde. Grasping her hand, Persephone gave her a forced smile. She hated leaving, hated going with these people. But she felt incredibly weakened and sick and knew DC was right. She couldn't stay here, otherwise she would die. Tightening her grip on DC's hand as she spoke that this wasn't goodbye, but a 'see you later', Persephone nodded. ::

"I'll miss you. And I love you too, DC."

:: Turning away from Darkchilde, Persephone stepped forward making her way toward the group of woman. Her knew "team". Listening to DC's instructions, Persephone inhaled a deep breath mentally preparing for what exactly was going to happen. Suddenly a large stepping disc opened, blowing Persephone's dark brunette locks back. The stepping disc snatched up herself and the other woman sending through a whirlwind of confusion, sending them traveling back in time. ::

:: Finally, the disc placed them back into the middle of their massive battle with Master Mold. Persephone saw Black Widow, Guardian, and what looked like Foxfire. Then two other unknown blondes. Persephone watched the battle climb to it's climax, seeing the large vortex open. And finally, her eyes fell upon Spellbinder. Taken aback, she looked EXACTLY like Darkchilde...it was amazing. But Persephone's eyes widened as Master Mold latched onto Spellbinder, dragging her into the vortex along with him. ::

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh falls back into silence, as DC clarifies about Persephone 'accompanying' them... she nods once, politely, indicating that the understood... but seemingly satisfied at the outcome. She let the women say their goodbyes without interruption... though she was ready to get on with it... it never struck her as odd how she was almost.... EAGER... to get Spellbinder back... she remembered once fantasizing about putting snakes in Morgan's bed.... We're coming Morgan.... I WON'T let you go this time.

A chime heralds the stepping disc... the one that takes them back to one of the most traumatic experiences they had all shared. Persephone is an outsider looking in... even she could see how painful this was for all of them. Haleigh got an eerie chill, watching herself move for Alison, and then Morgan, all the while fighting against the vortex. She could still feel its pull, even now. It gave her the doomed feeling of inevitable demise... the one that she realized --if only in the deepest recesses of her mind-- they were all headed for. Haleigh's cold fingers clamped around the inside of Guardian's arm hastily.

"I can't be seen by myself... can you.... teleblink her?"

Her voice was urgent. She didn't like seeing this again... the moment of her own failure... the moment she let Morgan, and the rest of the team, down. Alison had been knocked out cold, Blaze had been watching from another realm... only Haleigh had a pure, unadulterated memory of this tragic moment... she had LIVED it. The moment she let go. Haleigh's expression was pained... but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the events that were unfolding... the haunting memories she knew all too well, playing out for her like the worst nightmare, third-person experience and all.

[Oracle]

<< and so as the members of the Six are reconfronted with one of the most painfull moments in their collective history, and the newcomer, Persephone is now greeted with the site of a woman who bears an uncanny resemblance to her sister wraith, Darkchilde, they all react in different ways. But despite the unsettling realization that they have moved BACK in time and are being forced to relive these horrible moments in the battle against Master Mold, these women MUST pull themselves together and find away to rescue Spellbinder from the hell that awaits her beyond the vortex of the Seige Perilous and that is beyond the reach of time and space.>>


<< as Haleigh is the first one to vocalize among the group, she asks Alison about Teleblinking not realizing that the Seer is already on the same page and that Persephone will proove to be surprisingly proactive in this as well.>>

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian turned to look around as everything began to spin, blur and change. the stepping disc had a pull effect to it as they were moved BACK in time, not only to the Six's reality but further back..to the battle with Master Mold!::

:: as they emerged they had a terrifying ring side/spectator's view of the final terrible climax in the battle. Guardian did not show any reaction as she saw her past self being injured and knocked out cold by Master Mold as he retaliated against her for unleashing the Seige Perilous against him.::

:: Spellbinder rushed forward, and attempted to hurl what was left of him through the seige perilous and while she had succeeded Alison covered her mouth as she saw for the first time what she HADNT seen first hand....he reemerged from the gate of the cosmic gem! As Spellbinder struggled to reach Haleigh and Alison, he lashed out with his tentacles and wrapped around her ankle, her waist...and her neck! Haleigh reaches out and grabs onto Spellbinder and pulls BACK, holding on to her with all her might. Spellbinder struggles to try to bust lose from the mechanical monster as Haleigh tries to hang on to her ....::

Haleigh....

:: it was a magnificent display on Haleigh's part and Alison was truly touched by this but she had to snap OUT of the emotion of this scene as PRESENT DAY Haleigh asked her about teleblinking Spellbinder.::

:: Shaking her head and shutting her eyes, Guardian glared at the mechanical monster with her cobalt blue eyes and renewed her focus.::

Yes. I CAN teleblink her but we know Master Mold is resilent. He can counter nearly EVERYTHING each of the Six is capable of. He will sense the temporal anomoly that is US and when Spellbinder is moved from her current spot, he will come after her even as i move her toward us. the three of you must be ready to fight off his tentacles and Blast him back through the Seige Perilous. We will only have ONE shot at this, so let's make it count!

:: Guardian's tone was cold and firm. the din of chaos and the roaring winds from the vortex of the Seige Perilous couldnt drown her out as she stepped forward, a few steps in front of the group. She had to risk being seen by the "past versions" of The Six and their allies to not only teleblink Morgan but draw the sensors of Master Mold toward her so that his cranial unit would change direction and orientation and remove the focus from "past" Haleigh and the bus. Guardian's blue/black hair whipped in the wind as she stood tall in her body contouring, one shoulder leather suit. she planted her stilletto heeled boots firmly on the ground as she held out her golved hand::


Master Mold SCREAMS as he is pulled into the vortex of the Siege Perilous. His head seems to be SUCKED away side ways. Morgan struggles to reach the unconscious Guardian, to pick her up and carry her back to the bus..... But at the last moment...a tentacle wraps around MORGAN'S ankle...another one around her waist.. Master Mold's face reappaers inside the vortex and then another tentacle around her NECK and all together they PULL HER IN AS WELL

SPELLBINDER!

[Oracle]

<< Guardian takes the bold steps forward as Spellbinder is ripped away from Black Widow's grasp. The sorceress screams for her life as she is pulled off her feet toward the unforgiving vortex of the Seige Perilous. It appears that they will be forced to watch her die again until....>>

SPELLBINDER!

<< The Seer TELEBLINKS Spellbinder at the last moment. Spellbinder's eyes immediately fall shut as she is enveloped in a swirling haze of dark glowing orbs. an eerie sound is heard as she is "moved" from that spot and is now traveling in orbed form toward the out stretched hand of Guardian. Teleblinking is an intstantaneous activating power but in this harrowing moment, EVERYTHING seems to move so slow. the feeling of dread knowing that Master Mold will make another deadly pass at Spellbinder no matter WHAT is on the minds of all the "present day" women who now attempt to save their team mate>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Hearing the screams of Spellbinder instantly brought Persephone back to the moment where Black had attacked Darkchilde in Club XS. Hre screams filled the VIP room alerting Persephone of the battle...but what she arrived to was an unconscious DC and Black towering over her ready to strike. Snapping out of her momentary flashback, Persephone watched as Guardian teleblinked Spellbinder from Master Mold's grasp; the orbs slowly moving toward the group of woman. But as the woman were fixated on orbs of their beloved friend, Master Mold suddenly unleashed yet ANOTHER tentacle heading directly toward a soon-to-be materialized Spellbinder. ::

"NO!"

:: Oddly enough, Persephone felt a certain connection with Spellbinder. She was connected with Darkchilde, which in turn, made Persephone want to protect her the way she would always protect DC. Within seconds, Persephone had unraveled her whip from around her torso and swung it above her head before snapping it tightly around Master Mold's tentacle. The end of the whip transfigured into steal, tightly binding onto the large mechanical arm with an iron grip. ::
:: Pulling with titan-like force, Persephone dug the heals of her stiletto boots into the jagged concrete as Master Mold began to fight the goddesses pull, ultimately dragging her closer to the vortex. Persephone's long chocolate locks whipped in the wind; her face contorting into that of strain. Finally, lightning flashed above and thunder cracked violently as massive bolts of lightning shot from Persephone's hands and traveled through her whip instantly engulfing Master Mold's arm. The winds around the area began to pick up to speeds reminiscent to that of an F 3 tornado, sending large debris, cars, and light poles hurling into the vortex. ::

:: Releasing the hold on Master Mold’s tentacle, Persephone’s whip instantly coiled around the goddess’ body as she regained her stepping from being drug forward. ::

[Foxfire]

** Foxfire focused her attention on the battle strategy, her mind active with solutions to the problem. But, Guardian and Black Widow were already creating an active game plan. As the scene unfolded Morgan screamed for her life. **

** Black Widow asked Guardian to blink the past figures from within view of the present, but also Spellbinder. As she did, Persephone took action, a pleasant surprise to Foxfire. She raced towards the Goddess who lashed out with her whip. Her keen eyes zooming onto Master Mold who TUGGED onto Persephone. **

** Moving behind Persephone, Foxfire wrapped one strong arm around her waist to help anchor her down even MORE. With her free hand, Blaze's hand glowed a fiery red as the hand manipulated into a combustible form. Her eyes following the on - coming course of the whirling cars that Persephone managed to scoope up with her tornado winds. A straight forward blast of fire aimed for the car's engine. **

** Stomping her boots more firmly into the ground, she watched Master Mold. Gritting her teeth as her flaming yellow eyes betrayed her hatred for this monster. She felt the pleasure seek through her blood veins as she and Persephone attacked. The fire Foxfire assaulted with immediately combusted the cars. The deadly winds helping to assist the fire against Master Mold. **

** Lowering her palm, Foxfire took careful aim for that pair of glowing red eyes. Her battle armor heating up, even slightly warming Persephone. Pointing her index finger at the beast, Blaze waited. She was focusing in on his internal wiring and mechanical devices. She was attempting to miscrowave him from the inside out. But, her attack was focused upon his eyes, hoping to permanently blind him. **

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh hears Alison softly say her name, and looks down at the ground, just as Past Morgan leaves her past self's grip. Thankfully, everyone springs into action and attention is diverted from what happened that tragic night to what they were doing about it now....

In an intense show of power and determination, Persephone launches the first attack... Haleigh pauses, if only momentarily, as Foxfire joins in to help... perhaps Perse wouldn't be such a burden after all... Haleigh watches the mayhem, deciding what her role should be... Foxfire attacks the cranial unit itself, while Perse tries to wrangle the wildly flailing tentacles, which by now were grabbing for anything possible...

Haleigh narrows her eyes and strains, reaching her arms out in front of her.... she pushes with all her might... and seems to draw strength from a new source-- her heart... at first, it appears that nothing is happening... but then.... an unseen force begins to assualt MM... and FORCE it backwards, towards the vortex... as Haleigh WILLS the metal monster into the sucking void that will serve as its grave...

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian reaches out, almost TOO eager as the teleblinking effect travels toward her outstretched hand as as Persephone STOPS the tentacle from reaching the teleblinked Morgan, Guardian SNATCHES her out of harms way and turns her back as she holds the now unconscious Morgan in her arms. cars are flying in gale force winds thanks to Persephone as she fights against the mechanical monster::


MORGAN!!!

:: firmly holding her as more tentacles come her way, Guardian manifests a forcefield to deflect them as Foxfire joins in the fight and finally Black Widow, using all her power, driven by her heart to propell the cranial unit forcefully through the vortex of the Seige Perilous::


We'e GOT HER!!

:: Master Mold is pulled through the Seige Perilous, the same way he was the LAST TIME, screaming in an almost HUMAN voice as he is lost in the unforgiving vortex. ::

[Oracle]

<< Success! the surviving members of The Six and Persephone have rescued Spellbinder from her fate in the past and at THAT MOMENT of achievement, they are all forcefully pulled back into the stepping disc that Darkchilde had teleported them through time and space with.>>


<< thunder crashes as everything begins to spin, cycles of the sun and moon, winds rage, chimes sound off as everything is enveloped in white>>


<< Guardian , who is holding on to Spellbinder is jarred by a force as Morgan's body from the past and her soul and consciousness from the present....what she saw in her nightmare are joined together...and finally the group falls out of the stepping disc in ORORO's castle in the garden Oasis. a blast of thunder and flashes of lightning herald their arrival as Guardian falls through the disc onto the stone floor with an unconscious Spellbinder, who is now whole and nude. Foxfire, Haleigh and Persephone emerge after them, all looking very dishelved and battered by winds. but as the haze of sparkling energy fades, they see Guardian laying on the floor, holding onto Spellbinder. They had SUCCEEDED! >>

[Jill Monroe]

<< floating, unaware, unfeeling, lost.>>


<< There was nothing but silence and endless space as Morgan , who floated naked in a fetal position in a realm that could only be described as oblivion seemed doomed to remain there but soon, winds began to sound off and the blackness around her began to SPIN>>

<< Morgan, still floated, unaware of anything but soon, she began to HEAR sounds, jumbled, disorienting sounds of....explosions, battle,...MASTER MOLD....>>

He's coming for me...AGAIN....

Spellbinder!

<< Morgan's icy violet eyes snap OPEN, WIDE OPEN...and as she cries out from the pain of being AWARE again, she remembers her last moments....>>

MASTER MOLD!!

<< Master Mold emerges from the blackness all around her, his HEAD is ALL AROUND HER..larger before. if he is to die, he will make SURE she is damned as well.>>


<< the tentacles come for her and as she struggles to gain her balance, her bearings in a place where there is NOTHING to stand on, no way to fight, she flails naked in the void and screams. at THAT moment..she TELEPORTS via stepping disc!>>


<< blackness gives way to LIGHT as her consciousness and soul are REUNITED with her BODY and she arrives in Limbo>>

<< the shock and trauma has rendered her unconscious....but she is now WHOLE again and laying in Guardian's arms, in the presence of her sister Foxfire and her friend and ally Black Widow. she's HOME again.. ALIVE again>>

[Pam De Beaufort]

:: Feeling Foxfire's arms wrap around her waist, Persephone cocked a brow up as the woman held onto her, anchoring her down. As Persephone's whip unwrapped around the tentacles, Persephone shrugged off Foxfire before turning around seeing Guardian holding Spellbinder. Instantly, a stepping disc opened, snatching up all the woman and transporting them back to Ororo's castle. ::

:: Falling through the stepping disc, Persephone landed gracefully on her feet. Stepping forward, she turned to see the other two woman followed behind her and Guardian holding a nude Spellbinder on the ground. Persephone inhaled a deep breath and ran her fingers throughout her wind blown hair, smoothing it out before crossing her arms along her chest. She stood away from the group, satisfied that they had saved Spellbinder, but still angry that she could not return to her time. ::

[Foxfire]

Each of the women began to assault MM in a surprisingly tactical format. Persephone leading, Foxfire, and Black Widow to follow. Their hopes to deflect and present the monster's tentacles from clutching Morgan OR Guardian. All of the group had to concisely time their attack wisely, for if not they could lose Morgan.

Blaze didn't care what Persephone thought of her, she needed her on this mission safe. Her powers over nature would help the team immensely. She watched with a pleasant surprise now as Black Widow attacked, pushing him further into the vortex.

Her head whipping to the side for Guardian, who managed to snatch Morgan. The two friends surrounded in another one of Guardian's domes. The time and space shifted once more as Foxfire was pulled through another stepping disk, breaking her hold of Persephone.

The disk opened but Blaze landed on her side in a heap with a whelp of pain. Sitting up her gloved hand massaging the bruise that would form. Standing up, Foxfire was about a good foot from Guardian who securely held a nude Morgan.

Walking over to Guardian, she couldn't believe her eyes. She felt that new sense of hope and pride return. Looking around for some sort of cloth to cover Morgan she saw nothing to use. Glancing down at her own battle suit, she unzipped the gear. Underneath her suit Blaze wore a pair of denim jeans and a pink t- shirt, across the shirt read "Bite Me." Something that fit Blaze well with her fiery personality. Slipping out of the suit she moved to lay it across Morgan as a blanket. Crouching to Guardian, Blaze's hands ran through Morgan's double highlighted locks.

"We did it!"

Emerald eyes staring down at her sister, she looked toward Persephone. "Thank you...Persephone." She glanced back to Morgan, her eyes meeting with Guardian. Both cherishing the return of Morgan, well and alive!

Looking around, Blaze saw no sign of Ororo. "Ororo is not back yet...I hope she's all right."

[Jessica Hamby]

Haleigh fell out of the stepping disc, and , like Foxfire, didn't quite stick the landing.... though she initially landed on her feet, she was disoriented and dizzy, and she collapsed to the ground. She groaned as she sat up, pale and sluggish, both looking and FEELING exhausted... sitting up too soon, she winced, raising her hand to her forehead as a bout of light-headedness took over for a second, and she wiped her nose as it dribbled a bit of blood. She had exerted a lot of energy, and coupled with the time and space travel, it had definitely had its adverse affect on her.

"Don't worry Blaze... if there's ANYONE who's alright... its Ororo."

Haleigh looked to Guardian, who was holding a naked Morgan, and then to Foxfire, who moved to cover her sister. Haleigh stayed where she was, propping herself up with her hands behind her, thinking quietly.... it wasn't long before she voiced her concerns.


"Yes... we did. We just succeeded in monumentally changing our joint history. We might have CHANGED everything we know back home.... Alison... what does this mean? Anything for our situation with Malice? Doing what we did... something so important... will have a serious ripple effect.... there's no TELLING what we could have changed... I mean... the only thing we KNOW is the same is.... Blackout is still right there."

Haleigh said, pointing to the statue of Alexis warily.

[Harbinger]

:: Guardian quitely thanks Blaze for covering Morgan, as she continues to hold her. The Seer is now sitting upright on the stone floor in Ororo's citadle, the whispering winds flowing through the stone halls are a soothing and welcoming change to the chaos they have been through and as she takes a moment to grasp the REALITY that Morgan is ALIVE and WHOLE once more....she can't help but to let a small, reluctant smile creep across her normally stern face.::

:: brushing some of her own blue/black hair back as she looks up at Haleigh, Guardian replies::

As nearly as i can tell from Limbo, everything remains as it was on Earth. Our retrieval of Morgan didnt change anything significant because it was Sharon Kelly's death that facilitated the degeneration of mutant, metahuman/human relations. The damage from our battles with Malice and Blackout remain.....and what we will do about that, I dont know. Malice, is still alive, very much so.

:: she paused::


but with Alexis, ::noting that Haleigh had referred to the statue.::

it can be assumed that she would have gone the course she did anyway thanks to the choker that catalyzed her transformation into Blackout. She is in Limbo now, in the form of stone that Ororo put her in much like what happened with Persephone in Darkchilde's timeline.

We....used a temporal loop hole to get Morgan back. we rescued her BODY but her soul, her spirit and essence were in that Oblivion that i saw in my dream...my astral nightmare when i "died". Ororo theorized that if we snatched her body from the past, the shock and ripple effect of doing so would JAR her in her present oblivion and her first, basic instinct would be to teleport to Limbo. It looks like she was right.


:: looking down at Morgan, who was breathing regularly.::

no doubt the shock of being integrated back together is what rendered her unconscious, much like the trauma i experienced of coming back to life.


:: making sure Blaze's suit covered Morgan securly,Guardian stood up and continued to hold and carry Morgan, using her telekinetic power.::

we are in OUR timeline now, so Ororo is very much alive and well, her presence is all around this fortress. we must go upstairs to the apothecary and meet her there......and....Karen!! she's ALIVE and she's here...safe with Ororo....and someone ELSE?

:: Alison's voice echoed off the stone walls and blended with the winds.::

[Oracle]

<< and so, the travel weary survivors of the Six along with Persephone and a recently returned and unconscious Morgan carefully make their way up to the apothecary of Ororo's citadle.>>


<< they have accomplished something that would have been impossible for most others but all of this prooves that the women of the Six are all capable of more TOGETHER than the sum of their individual parts.>>