Family Portrait

[Erika King]

< Erika King looked up at the Buildings that made up Illustra Inc. They were so large and overpowering and yet still even with all the hustle and bustle, Erika could sense the magick flowing around the top, but it was not magick that Erika wanted to sense or have in her system whatsoever. She needed to get inside, but she wasn't sure exactly how or where to go about that plan. Erika decided that most likely she would have to take the secretive route as if she went right up to the front counter and asked where the Penthouses of the Six were, they most certainly weren't going to let her in. She was in a simple white Spaghetti Strap Shirt and a pair of hip hugging boot leg jeans, with a short length leather jacket over the shirt couple with a pair of black leather boots. Erika's hair was in a loose pony tail as tresses fell just around the shape of her face as she began to think of a plan of action. Stepping into a back alley, Erika turned into her true water form as she collapsed into a pool of water so clear it was hardly detectable. Swirling her way into Illustra, she was now in the main lobby as she heard a man talking on a set of walky talkies. >

Security Officer: Yes, Miss Victoria has requested that security for the Top Penthouses floors 101 - 106 be on strict security alert. Preferably Floor 104 and 105 the residents of Cameron King and Haleigh Davidoff. Block off all access to the private access elevators... Okay.. over and out...

< Erika had found her in. Swirling to a private corner where she saw a corrider with a plaque that hung on the wall just before the hallway that said "Private Access Only". This must have been her stop. She almost returned to full form before she saw a security guard standing right in front of the elevator. Slithering closer, she pulled into the cracks of the Elevator, before reforming into her complete human form. She looked at the buttons and pressed 105. As soon as she had entered the elevator she could sense her brother. He was intense pain. Images came to her that showed her Haleigh Davidoff's apartment and Cameron lying there unconscious. He was in pain, his bond as her brother calling out for help. She had to reach him. Erika knew that by now the Security Cameras in the Elevator had most likely caught on to her and sure enough, when she reached the floor of Haleigh Davidoff as soon as the Doors opened, ammunition began to fly everywhere. >

"My Goddess!"

< Quickly Erika ran out of the elevator turning her body completely into water so that she still retained her human looking form, but as if it was composed completely of water. The bullets flew right through her as she ran to Haleigh's Penthouse Door. Quickly extending her hand she unleashed a Mystic Bolt as it smashed through the door. Erika tumbled forward into a sommersault before landing right beside Cameron on the couch where he laid unconscious. Returning to her tangible form, Erika reached out her hands and a golden glow became extended from them as the burns and wounds, even the material of Cameron's clothes began to reform as he began to cough and begin to wake up. Erika could sense the hostility as she lifted a Mystic Shield over herself and looked at a Shocked Haleigh, Blaze and unknown woman. >

"I know what you're thinking. I am not here to hurt you.. Only to help.. I am Erika.. Erika King.. Cameron and Alison's Sister..."

< The others were left to deal with this explosion as "Rachel" began to kick herself for excluding Erika as a threat. How were they going to even begin to tell Morgan or Alison about this after what had happened? If things were interesting before, they were certainly even more electrifying now. >

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron still lay still in his unconscious state having been carried all the way from the Top Floor of Illustra to the Posh Penthouse of Haleigh after having been hit with an Eldritch Bolt by Morgan Victoria herself. Normally, when Cameron was knocked out, he went to the Astral Plane or could communicate telepathically. This time it was extremely different. All that Cameron could see was white. It was as if he was being bathed in a white light. Was it death? Cameron wasn't able to tell. All he knew was that he never wanted the feeling to go away. A heavenly figure appeared to him. An extremely attractive woman with flowing Chocolate Hair and Bright Silver Eyes. She smiled at him and placed her hand on his cheek and kissed his forehead before fading away. That wasn't the only thing that faded. Soon Cameron found himself in the Real World and the woman in his mind was now the woman standing in front of him, still looking as Ethereal even in her pedestrian clothes and sweaty body. He jumped up as he threw the red blanket off of his body and jumped over the couch, immediately becoming defensive. ::

"Who ARE you?"

:: That is when he heard the woman introduce herself as Erika King. Cameron's Sister. ::

"OH, you have GOT to be KIDDING ME!"

:: Taking one step back he looked at everyone around the room. The last thing he remembered was telling off Morgan and now he found himself at Haleigh's place with some woman who was telling everyone that she was in fact his sister His hands became surrounded in electric green psionic energy. It was as if he had never been injured as he looked at the woman coldly. ::

"You have a LOT of explaining to do...I'd start now..."

[Witchfire]

- It couldn't have turned out any better than if Kelly had orchestrated it herself. And in a way, she partly did. Nobody was really thinking about Rachel right now. Blaze was thinking about her sister, Haleigh was thinking about Cameron, and the others were none the wiser. The seeds had been planted. All Kelly had to do now was make sure they were nurtured like flowers. Watered, talked to, manipulated. It was perfect and in fact, Kelly almost forgot her guise for a second and was about to let out a fit of laughter when she stopped herself as they got into Haleigh's penthouse and she was instructed to sit down and not move. Rachel looked extremely sincere as she looked at Haleigh and nodded. -

"Whatever you need, Haleigh. Just let me know how I can help..."

- Honestly, Kelly didn't want to help at all. Cameron was near death and she could sense it all over his body. It would work out perfectly if Spellbinder killed Cameron. That would only mean one more body on the list for her assignment, but she had planned to make the body count Six this time around. Yes, it was all going so smooth. Suddenly, a woman bust through the door as she began to heal Cameron. The woman's hair prevented Kelly from seeing just who it was at first, but when she turned her head, Kelly was stopped in her tracks. Erika. She was still alive? And she was still practicing the craft? Kelly had been stupid to exclude her. Now she had probably the biggest pitfall of all to deal with. Thankfully her glamour was powerful enough to fool Erika, but she wasn't sure for how long. Rachel stood there with a look of paralyzing fear on her face as Erika introduced herself as Cameron's sister. She pretended to look shocked. -

"Oh...my...word..."

[MorningStar]

[ Some people arrived at Illustra Inc looking for a fight. Some arrived running from a fight. Some took back doors, some took the magical route, and some were forced around within the building against their own will for reasons of magic and manipulation. The reason and method behind Delilah Trelaven’s arrival were far more mundane – someone she considered to be a very good friend was there. ]

[ A silver Lexus SC, registration only a year old, pulled up a little way down from Illustra Inc. Unlike the others, who were rolling in cash, Delilah was neither a supermodel, nor a corporate executive, or anything else of that type, and as such, had needed to actually work her ass off to buy this baby. That’s not to say possessions meant everything to her – they didn’t – but every girl needed to pamper herself with something on occasion. With some girls it was clothes, some perfume, some jewellery. With Delilah, it was motors. Pulling the car to a stop, she took the key out of the engine, slipping it into the back pocket of her jeans. Tucking a lock of near platinum blonde hair back behind her ear from where it had fallen free from her sleekponytail, Delilah stepped out of the car, rising to her full and fairly impressive height of 6’0. Clad fairly simply in low rising, faded blue jeans and an off-white tank top beneath a cream jacket, she strode along the side-walk. But the most telling observation that could be picked up from a mere glance at her, was the NYPD badge pinned to the belt of her jeans. She’d just clocked off work now, yes, but most of the time she forgot she was even wearing the badge. ]

[ Reaching the front entry, she gazed up at the towering building, again admiring just how much Morgan and her cohorts had built up for themselves. Morgan had helped her out a lot in past, including saving her life on more than one occasion, something for which Delilah was infinitely grateful. Pushing open the main doors, she walked into the lobby, taking a moment to glance around. On the surface it would have appeared normal, as the action was occurring on the top floors of the towering structure. However, her mind was trained to be observant, trained to pick up the smallest details, especially in the area that concerned her own job – security. About ten seconds of looking and listening told her all she needed to know. The tense look of the security guards’ informed her that something was going down. The men inconspicuously blocking the private elevators told her even more. And the noise from the walkie talkies told her more still. Noticing one of the security guards approaching, a man who incidentally she somewhat knew both through her job and her previous visits to Morgan, she smiled easily, showing no sign that she knew there was something weird going on here. ]

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan fumed and raged on the TOP floor of Illustra....black lightning bolts...a sign that all was NOT well with the sorceress...blasted and sparked from the billowing, swirling clouds outside and around the top of the sky scrapper....and as she walked toward the double doors...they quickly swung open to make way for their mistress...in the hall way...the shadows themselves seemed to retreat from every step ths sorceress took...and the cameras and anti personnell devices began to pull back or turn AWAY from her as she walks down the long hall with a purpose....she reaches the express elevator >>

The main floor!

<<She whisked down from the top to the main floor...an eerie ding was heard as she stepped forward...and the security guards, heavily armed and well trained, quickly moved aside, nodding to Miss Victoria. As she emerged from the darkness of the elevator....her countenance changed...she SEEMED normal again....not nearly as dark and scarey as she was when she attacked the others upstairs...as she laid eyes on MorningStar, Morgan....SMILED>>

Delilah!!

<< Morgan was now in front of her old friend...and reached out to give her a hug>>

[MorningStar]

[ After a very brief conversation with the security guard, she turned, hearing the elevator doors open. She observed Morgan exiting the elevator with a warm smile. As Morgan approached, Morningstar returned her hug, embracing her briefly before pulling away. Granted Morgan's tall height, Delilah was probably one of the rare breed of people who could appear on a level with her, and she smiled again. ]

"Perfect timing, as usual. How've you been, Morgan?"

[ Delilah asked brightly. She glanced at her friend, taking in her appearance. Although she looked normal, there was something about her, whether it be an 'aura', or a look of tiredness, or something else entirely, that gave Delilah an edge of concern, but she'd rather see if Morgan wanted to discuss it herself before poking her to see what the issue was, if indeed there was one. She was never one to plunge head first into being nosey, aware that it usually raised a fair few hackles in most people. ]

[Jill Monroe]

<<Morgan looked over at her well trained head of secuirty, a tall, handsome black man with a tight and fight physique...>>

Marcus, please prepare floor 99 for occupancy...its floor plan is already set up for that of a luxury apartment....I will have Delilah submit her personal specifications and you can contact the contractors to have them begin the set up immediately. She will be staying as a guest of mine for a while....she has free access to Illustra.

<<she nodded at the head of security>>

Marcus: right away Miss Victoria.
<<he began to carry out her orders and She turned to Delilah as she lead her to the elevator.>>

you'll probably notice a few changes around here since you were last visiting....I ....have "team members" that live on the private residence floors...all apart of "The Six", although a couple of them are out either on sick leave or personal business. We shall repair to my luxury penthouse...at the top of Illusra...we can discuss more freely there.

<<indeed...Morgan had a HEADACHE...the toll of her outburst this evening was more erroding on her mind and her soul..just as Ororo had warned..but she seemed to not want to acknowledge that right now. the two tall security guards made way for the women as they got into the express shaft...and immediately flew up to the 106th floor..now in the stylized hallway with barrelvaulted ceilings, Delilah could see the massive double doors down at the far end of the hall...there was another doorway on the righ side of the hall further up that lead to a whole other area of that floor.....but it was sealed off by magick>>

<< once inside, Delilah now saw the palatial penthouse...its stylish, luxe decor....and past the foyer into the sunken in living room..she saw the floor to ceiling panoramic window wall...which gave a breath taking view of the new york city skyline and the night skies themselves. she noted the BIZARRE billowing and swirling of the black clouds that seemed to encircle this penthouse and the liightning bolts that flashed from within the clouds>>

I...cant tell you how GOOD it is that you have come......something...is happening to me.......and i'm.....afraid.....

<< Morgan gritted her teeth and closed her eyes...as she bowed her head..motioning for Delilah to seat herself across from her on the plush leather sectional...whilel she sat on the other side of the art deco coffee table..>>

[Alice Cullen]

"What the FUCK is that?"

Haleigh looked up at the sound of the defense systems outside her door. She reached underneath the cushion of the love seat, pulling a glock compact out and pulling the slide back to load the chamber. She had guns planted strategically all over the apartment... shotguns in the bedroom, handguns in the shower, Aks in the kitchen... just in the rare occaision she was ever personally unarmed... like now.... she was always prepared. Haleigh leapt to her feet as her front door flew open, splinters from the frame going everywhere.... there was some THING making for the living room... and fast... The gun loudly cracked, the noise filling the penthouse and the muzzle flashing as Haleigh instinctively started to squeeze the trigger, firing four or five rounds right behind the other without so much as blinking, following the figure as it got closer. She watched the rounds go THROUGH the form, putting holes in her floor where the bullets went.... but if Erika had been corporeal, each bullet WOULD have hit her.

Haleigh turned as Erika solidified, and immediately shot again... but a fraction of a second too late as the Mystic shield went up and the bullet ricocheted back. Haleigh gave a raspy, surprised grunt, stumbled back a step or two and stopped firing, looking down. The bullet had come right back and hit her upper abdomen... but stopped there. It pierced the pink tank top and then 'mushroomed' -- the effect that happens to a bullet when it hits a kevlar vest... Haleigh peeled it away from her skin and rolled it between her fingers. She looked back down on the kneeling Erika. Everything was quiet for a second... as Cameron woke up. Hales could see Erika had healed Cameron... and she lowered her weapon, walking over the the sofa and sitting down next to Blaze, setting the .45 Glock 36 in her lap. She sighed heavily... she gave a short scoff and smiled to herself.

"One big happy family. Anyone ELSE coming to join us this evening?"

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah followed Morgan's gaze over to Marcus, listening to her friend's words as she did. She paid attention to the contents of her instructions to Marcus, although building plans were the last thing currenly on the young blonde's mind. As Morgan spoke, leading her to the elevator, Delilah merely nodded, listening intently with a sympathetic ear. ]

"All right. Presumably I'll come across those remaining sooner or later."

[ She responded simply to Morgan's small 'introduction' of The Six, again, not concerned with them in the present climate. As they emerged onto floor 106, she raised her gaze, consistently impressed in spite of herself. She gave the doors to the right little more than a passing glance, focusing on the double doors, as they walked through them. ]

[ Something which did grab her attention was the view from the windows. The size of the windows themselves were impressive to be true, the decor and general 'atmosphere' of the room equally impressive. But the raging storm outside wasn't impressive, it was disturbing. Again, she looked between the storm, and Morgan, without saying a word. Only when Morgan confessed that there was something wrong did Delilah's worry deepen further. She couldn't recall ever having seen her old friend in such an out of control state, and she perched on the edge of the sectional as Morgan prompted, still looking at the woman with controlled concern. Morgan, afraid? ]

"Morgan..."

[ She trailed off for a moment, letting her finish instead of interrupting. Her voice when she spoke again was cool and calm, but not uncaring or cold. ]

"Keep calm, Morgan. You know as well as I do that you are the one in control of yourself and your life."

[ Delilah insisted that, simply out of faith in Morgan. ]

"Tell me what's happening. And whatever way I can, I'll help."

[Erika King]

< Erika lowered her shield, not really knowing whether or not Haleigh would fire again, but rather going out on blind faith, showing Haleigh that she herself was not afraid. Haleigh had healing powers, but nowhere near on the level that Erika had them. She stood up and looked at a frazzled Blaze as she walked over to her and began to heal her as well as Blaze even felt her jaw crack back into place with a simple and painless snap. She turned to Haleigh and apologized for the entry. >

"I am sorry to have barged in on you, Miss Davidoff. But I come with extremely urgent news, and I need to speak with Cameron and Alison. I am sensing danger, otherwise I would not have come. Please all I ask is that you give me enough room to do just that and I will make sure that you are in no way inconvienenced..."

< Turning back to Cameron, she saw the look of confusion and pain on his face. She always knew this moment would come, she just hadn't anticipated on how much it would hurt. She never wanted it to go like this, but desperate times called for desperate measures. Walking closer to Cameron, she seemed to have somewhat of a calming effect to his body as all of his pain seemed to fade away. She continued. >

"Please.. I would like to explain myself, but I will need full prescence of the Six. I can sense by these wounds that you were injured by Morgan herself.. so perhaps this is not the best time to discuss things.. but time is of the essence.. If I don't warn my brother and sister soon enough.. my mot-- well, things will get bad and just for them, but for all of you. Cameron, I know that you don't remember me, but I promise you, once I explain, things will become extremely clear. I just need everyone together for this. Morgan and Alison will be able to sense my truth..."

< Haleigh, Blaze and Cameron were left to ponder just who this seemingly "good" person was and how did she wind up in the thralls of Illustra Inc. Whoever she was, every body was on their toes and not willing to trust. In fact this had worked perfect for Kelly because now, nobody was thinking about Rachel, but only Erika. Erika's vision snapped back to Rachel as she squinted her eyes for a second. >

"There is something familiar about her..."

< Snapping back to reality, she awaited the response of the Six. >

[Jill Monroe]

<<spellbinder sat...with her hands to her face...as she breathed deeply>>

<<in an icy voice>>: EVERYTHING is happening all at once. but those fools are so wrapped up in trying to paint ME as the villainess that they dont see whats HAPPENING!

<< She motioned to the scrying glass...which gave Delilah an in depth visual and audio recap of the events of Morgan and Alison learning that Foxfire was Alive the Citadle's meltdown, the TO virus, the nightmare caper in thr Citadle, Imagiomg infecting Alison/Guardian, Spell's trip to Limbo, Ororo and Spell reviving and liberating Alison, Ororo's warning to Spell...and the most recent events here in the penthouse an hour before Delilah had arrived...>>


There's this woman....that they are ALL rallying around...Rachel Gray...she's from MYSTECH...she claims to b e in need of our protection........and Cameron and my OWN SISTER have embraced her and labled ME the bad woman. Its ALL happening just like it did in Valiant....but this time....its different. Ever since I activated my link with Limbo...i've been CHANGING. It must be what Ororo was trying to tell me! the magick in my soul....its tainting me..but am as much apart of Limbo as it is me. I tried to tell Blaze, but she DISMISSED ME.

<<she closes her eyes tightly>> I've got to get control of myself...IF I am going to be any good to this "woman" that needs our help. Goddess knows that if its left up to Cameron and Haleigh...two of the most selfish, untrust worth people you would ever know....they will place us ALL in dire straits!

[Alice Cullen]

Haleigh laughed, somewhat uncomfortably. "I hate to burst your delusional bubble there... Erika... but you're NOT going to get the full presence of the six TONIGHT... Ms Quartermaine is on personal leave... Alison is 'recovering'... and Morgan is on a bloodbath rampage... what you see here is what you get... because I'm not LETTING any of us go back up there... if her defense systems dont kill us... I dont doubt she'll TRY... and shell kill YOU too just for being there."

Haleigh looked at her watch... it was 3 am... and the storm could be seen outside her living room's wall length windows, the lightning every now and then lighting her patio up like daylight. Hale's lamps around the living room gave a soft glow.

Erika and Cameron:"Go through the breakfast nook... There's a master bedroom. King size bed... you two can sleep there. There's a queen in the guest room, Rachel, its right there, on the left next to the study. I suggest you three get some sleep... Blaze and I dont... we'll make sure Spellbinder doesnt come around for round two." Haleigh scratched behind Delta's ears softly... and the dog climbed up onto the sofa with her and Blaze, stretching out the length and laying her head on Blaze's lap again. Haleigh had her own hook up to the surveilance systems of her apartment... so she wasn't worried about letting Rachel [or Erika] out of her sight... because she could still keep an eye on them. Haleigh look up at her front door... it had closed and repaired on its own, and Haleigh manipulated the locks shut from where she was.

[MorningStar]

[ She watched Morgan, not just listening to her words but taking in every noticeable thing about her demeanor. Her lack of visible calmness was unsettling, but to be expected, granted what she was telling morningstar. She kept silent as she watched events proceed in the scrying glass, then as Morgan recapped the situation after. ]

"Calm,"

[ Delilah repeated, glancing back to the windows outside before looking back towards Spellbinder. ]

"As far as I can tell... this is a fairly substantial case of people jumping to conclusions and reacting with their emotions, and not their heads. Possibly a cool, calm appeal to their minds and not their emotions, would be profitable. Otherwise I see little more than an escalating situation."

[ She continued musing out loud, partly talking to Spellbinder and partly just speaking her thoughts as they occured. ]

"It could be an idea to delve into a little more research on miss Gray, make sure she is who she says she is and not stirring up trouble. Gray, and any other outsiders you might not have mentioned. Until then you need to figure out how to turn them back into your friends and not your enemies. The fight couldn't have helped matters much."

[ Delilah smiled wryly, still speaking with the same calm level headedness. ]

"Now, as for your, well, 'issue'. I honestly do not believe that these 'changes' can overcome you. Changes too drastic for Morgan Victoria, Spellbinder, magical legend, to overcome? Limbo or not, I don't believe it. Maybe it's time to stop fighting whatver's happening to you. The connection's there and yes, that's undeniable. But it does not, necessarily, have to be a bad thing. Maybe with you this is different, but for me, my powers are influenced largely by my emotions. When my emotions run away with me, so do my powers. What you need, Morgan, is to be calm, to relax, and to remember that you're not alone in this."

[ She nodded, leaning forward slightly, trying to think if there was anything else she had not addressed in her small speech. ]

"Then we can go make sure your friends don't make a mess downstairs."

[ Laughing softly in spite of the highly volatile situation in progresss, she smiled gently, still watching her friend. ]

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron surveyed the woman standing before him. They did share a resemblence and in fact, if you placed Alison, Cameron and Erika in a room, one would assume they were related. But the second part of Cameron didn't want to believe any of it for a second. He had been burned before in the past at the Citadle and once more in Morgan's Penthouse when Alison seemingly denyed him as her brother and continued to be nasty and pretencious as ever. This one seemed different. It was tough for Cameron because he had no family so when things like this popped up, he wanted desperately to believe them. It was just something at the moment he was not able to deal with. As Haleigh made arrangements for sleeping, Cameron felt a little on edge as he nodded to Haleigh, too tired to argue and motioned Erika towards the Bedroom with the King Size Bed. How appropriate. Cameron looked at her as he began taking pillows off of the bed and some blankets as he put them on the floor. ::

"Here.. I will sleep here tonight. You can have the bed. The matress is too firm for me anyway. Haleigh is used to firm matresses from her army days..."

:: Having a second thought, Cameron turned back to Erika showing a completely different side ::

"Look.. I don't know who you are, but my sister and I have been through enough in our lives. We just recently found out who we are and we don't need MYSTECH trying to bump in and get rid of us both. So if you aren't really who you say you are, I suggest you leave before I get up because if I find out later that you had both my sister and I fooled, we will make it our one life goal to exterminate you... Have a pleasant night..."

:: Prophet took off his shirt and coat jacket as he pulled the covers over his body and turned the light off. He couldn't really believe what he had just said. He found himself actually standing up FOR Alison. Cameron didn't know why he just said those things, they just felt like the right thing to say. Maybe it had been a night of heightened emotion, but something told Cameron from deep down in every fiber of his being that his relationship with Alison would be tested very soon. ::

[Witchfire]

- Kelly was burning with rage as Erika stood before her looking gorgeous. The fact that the one daughter she had that defyed her and banished her to the Hell Dimension she had been in for over ten years was still living and breathing sent a chill down her spine. Things were definitely not going as planned and tonight, Kelly was going to have to do some more work to make sure that her cover was not blown while she was staying in Illustra Inc. Nodding to Haleigh, "Rachel" went to the Guest Quarters as she shut the door behind her, instantly Blinking back to her own apartment across from Illustra. Anyone who opened the door would see Rachel asleep, completely unconscious from the world. Walking back and forth throughout her own Penthouse, Kelly began to think of a way to make sure that she could keep Erika's guard down. She began talking to herself out loud. -

"Of Course Kelly, you're ALWAYS getting ahead of yourself! I have half a mind to go in there and OBLITERATE each and every one of them! ERIKA! Of ALL people that miserably weak good for nothing bitch of a daughter of mine LIVES and has COME to warn Alison and Cameron about something! Most LIKELY of my ARRIVAL! How could I have been so STUPID?!"

- Witchfire knew that her illusion was strong enough to fool Erika but she would have to work her own powers of manipulation to keep Erika off of her tracks. Since she had just came into the situation, "Rachel" would have to be at Erika's beck and call. Doing anything Erika asks her and wanting to help every chance she gets. If it was anything of Erika's that Kelly could exploit it was her kindness and goodwill towards other people. Waving her hand, the wall behind her shimmered as a Black Mirror formed on the wall of an ornate and ancient nature. This was Witchfire's Scrying Mirror, much like in the tale of Sleeping Beauty. Kelly called out the name "Morgan" as the blackness swirled into dark flowing clouds before appearing back into Morgan's penthouse. She was talking to someone who was apparantely named Delilah and was a Cop. Talking of investigating Rachel Gray and seeing if she really checks out. Thankfully Kelly had created the perfect Illusion, to the world, she was nobody other than Rachel Grey, anyone who searched for her would find fake records and birth certificates, the whole nine yards. Kelly was no amateur, she was a Pro. She listened in on their conversation, planning the next best line of action. -

"That's right Morgan, break down. I can see what's coming in your future and if I can be one to nurture that.. I will do EVERYTHING in my power to do so...."

[Erika King]

< Erika followed Cameron into the Main Bedroom. She was fighting back tears of joy and solemn at the same time. She was actually in the same room with her now adult baby brother. He was so grown up, so powerful, so handsome. It made her heart proud and for a brief few seconds took away her regret about what she had done to protect him. He was alive and well. Mystech hadn't taken him. As she pulled the pillows on the floor, she could only smile. Deep down underneath all of his machismo, she knew he had a good heart and he could sense who she really was. She just hoped he felt that way when Erika revealed what had happened in the past which would break the spell on Alison and Cameron, making them remember everything. Making Cameron remember Alison, Erika and brief flashes of his mother and making Alison remember Cameron all together. It was a risk she had to take. She wasn't going to lose the family she had just reconnected with. Erika had worked to hard. With Cameron's statement, she stood completely calm and cool headed as she responded. >

"I understand your concern, Cameron. I would be weary of myself as well. All I ask is for a chance to explain myself, to let you all know what happened. That is all I asked. I WILL be here when you awake tomorrow, and I will be ready to tell you all everything. Goodnight, Cameron..."

< As Cameron laid down on the floor, Erika sat on the bed and pulled the covers over her head while fluffing the pillow. She looked out at the window on the left wall of the room which gave a view of the city. She was lost in thought of her siblings. Would they respect what she did? Would they stand by her? Erika was mostly worried about Alison. Guardian was most like their mother, and the fact that Erika could have worked a spell on her would most likely infuriate her, but Guardian was not stupid and even she would know the severity of having Kelly on the loose. She hoped she would come around. For some reason, Erika knew she would be able to count on Cameron. He wanted family more than everything because he never remembered having it, where as Alison left hers. It would a day of high emotion for them both, and she didn't want to see them in pain, but she had to do it. Witchfire was on the loose. She was going to continue with her assignment. She was going to kill Cameron and Alison. Erika turned over, and lost her self into Dream Land, but still remained completely aware of her surroundings. >

[Jill Monroe]

<<FINALLY...someone on EARTH besides Ororo who BELIEVED in Morgan..and that perhaps she wasnt DOOMED to travel the same path as Darkchilde or even that which Ororo had descended years ago before redeeming herself>>

<<SIGH>> do you think its POSSIBLE for me to actually be able to work with this lot without MURDERING THEM ALL??

<< she slowly stood up and walked over to the wall-to-ceiling panoramic window and looked over the summertime cloud burst that raged around her penthouse...it had grown and was now reaching down to the floors below...the clouds..the lighting and the winds...were all amplified by Morgan's agitation...but as she slowly felt more at ease...so too did the cloud burst return to a state more intune with the weather patterns of NYC>>

I'm glad you're here....its as if you came at JUST the right time...because right now...i dont think this team can function much longer as a unit. Ororo did say we were MEANT to be together.....but that WE had to take control of our destiny. Right now...it would appear that most of us are OUT of control......especially ME.

<<this admission by morgan was yet proof that she did have a heart...but it was only around those that she TRUSTED that she would reveal it>>

[MorningStar]

[ Delilah paused for a moment, thinking about the question Spellbinder had asked of her. It didn't take long for an answer to come, and she spoke with a frank honesty. ]

"Yes. So what if some of them are insufferable? They'll get over it in time. As will you. Just remember that the key to fixing this situation is not murdering them, so try not to rise to any bait."

[ She nodded firmly. Delilah hadn't stood when Morgan had, remained watching her from where she was sitting, leaning forward slighlty. Glancing out of the window again she she sensed some change, she smiled a little as she realised that Morgan was indeed relaxing a little, the skies calming. ]

"Okay..."

[ Delilah said slowly, turning the situation over in her mind again. ]

"You know these people. I know of them sure, and I know you, but regardless of how much you wanna kill them right now, you do know them fairly well, I'd assume. Honestly, what do you think is the best course of action to take? What does instinct tell you is the most prudent thing to do?"

[Jill Monroe]

<<Turning back to look over at Delilah, Morgan paused for a moment. Tinkerbell crept silently from the shadows of the hallway leading down to the chamber of dreams....she saw Delilah...and UNLIKE her reaction to Haleigh or Rachel, Tink seemed ginger and inquisitive about Delilah....she came forward slowly...now in the sitting area of the sunken in living room....she craned her neck a bit...as she looked upon the latest visitor to Morgan's domain>>


<<She folds her arms....as she looks down at her outfit and notices that she hasnt slept since she arrived from Limbo>>

You're right.....Since ORORO cannot be here,as long as i have at least ONE person who understands and believes, then perhaps i CAN get past the insufferable ways of those two....there is more to this than even THEM this time...

but for now....as its been yet ANOTHER trying night here in Illustra, thanks to Cameron, i think we should get some rest. You can stay here in my guest suite...my warding spells will keep them OUT of here and if anyone unauthorized arrives on this floor...they will be dealt with by my anti personnell devices.

<< she stretched a bit it was dark and her luxury pent house had seen much action this night....it was now time for everyone to rest...for the next day would bring new challenges that MUST be dealt with. Perhaps now with MorningStar present....a much needed dose of sanity and logic would make things that much easier.>>

I will repair to my Chamber of Dreams. Please make yourself at home....and the guest room is down the same hall that leads to my chamber..youll find it fully equipped with amenities.

[MorningStar]

"Hey,"

[ Delilah said warmly, smiling a little at Tinkerbell as she saw her. She didn't know the cat, or her usual reactions to Morgan's visitors, but reacted to her in kind anyway. Hearing Morgan's reference to a guest room down the hall, she glanced that way momentarily before looking back at the blonde. ]

"Sounds good."

[ On the verge of saying something else, she hesitated, then rose to her feet. ]

"Get some rest, Morgan, you need it. You can start thinking again tomorrow."

[ With a parting smile to Morgan, she turned and walked back out into the hallway, walking toward the guest room she had indicated. Stepping inside, she closed the door behind herself, and walked over to the bed. Sitting down on the end, she unzipped her boots, kicking them off, then lay back for a moment. Not intending to sleep, not just yet anyway, but to muse over the situation and the state of her friend. ]

[Tinkerbell]

::Tinkerbell watched as both women went away to their sleeping rooms...she was now alone in the rest of Morgan's sprawling penthouse....she looked around...as the thunder rumbled out side.::

::she looked toward the direction of the double doors....and began to walk toward them...she made no sounds as she quietly walked across the plush carpeting.....she craned her neck as she sniffed the air....magick was thick at double doors...she would have to find another way. shadows cast all over the dark penthouse under the moonlight....she found one in the corner where Blaze had fallen from Morgan's strike.....and she slipped into it and "shadowported" from Morgan's penthouse down to 104th floor...where Haleigh's apartment could be found. Tinkerbell's sleek, and slender form allowed her to hug the floor as she crept silently.....the cameras high above could not see her....for among her abilities as an enchanted familar was the power to render herself invisible from all forms of detection::

::she found Haleigh's doors...and stood up a bit on her high legs...leaning up on the door as she sniffed the air a bit..and turned her head...before finally slipping through the doors....via shadows on the wall. she was now inside Haleigh's apartment....still silent...her blue eyes possesed very acute vision allowing her to see clearly as she craned her head and searched for the presence that she felt would HEED her warnings::


::she trotted past Blaze and Haleigh......stopping for a moment as she noted Echo and Delta........she put her ears back a bit....as became slightly agitated...but she quickly crept past them..carefull to remain silent and continuing to cloak herself....as she lept high up on to a table near a wall...to gain higher ground.......she looked around for a bit as her tailed swayed back and forth. She saw Blaze..who looked very exhausted and had been hurt by Morgan...she slowly blinked once...twice as she looked on to continue her search::

::finally she crouched down and leaped from the table far cross to the floor leading to the hall that must lead to the guest bedroom....once there she slipped inside to find Erika King....she slowly crept inside....and made her way up onto the bed....closer and closer to Erika King...her steps slow and hesitatnt..as her little nose sniffed the air around the sleeping young woman...::

[Erika King]

< Erika turned in her sleep as she was dreaming that she was Suddenly back in her own Manor in Newport Beach. She began turning down the hallways as she began walking down the halls, light fog filing in under the floor and began to cover the ground. As she rounded a corner, she began to see from the corner of her eye, her own familiar, an Egyptian Mau of about Three Years old named Othello (http://catzinc.org.nz/profiles/egypt_mau/photo2.jpg). The cat meowed as he turned the corner, seemingly wanting Erika to follow him as he headed up the stairs that led to the attic as well as Erika's own private altar room. As she reached the top of the steps, the windows were open as the wind blew past her white linen night gown. Now Othello was no longer alone as she saw the beautiful cat standing next a rather adorable cat that seemed to a siamese of sorts. Erika bent down to pet the cat and as she did, she was disturbed from her sleep as she sat up in her bed to notice the same cat in her dream was now sitting in her lap, looking at her with her head turned in a way that seemed she was being evaluated. Erika picked up the cat and looked at the cat in the eyes, before petting the cat under it's neck and placing it in her lap. >

"What's the matter girl.. you couldn't sleep? I didn't see you in here before?"

< It was now that Erika was beginning to feel that this cat was a familiar. It had an aura of magick around it that Erika could not deny and she let out a nice big yawn and looked at Tinkerbell once more before actually talking to it. >

"Okay.. what is it that you need? What do you want to tell me? Huh, girl? Who is your owner?"

[Tinkerbell]

::Tinkerbell was only truly comfortable in the arms of her beloved mistress, Morgan. As Erika picked her up, she let out a little squeak of protest....and and her ears were back...but after a moment...she settled. She licked her chops with her tongue...as she looked right at Erika with her blue eyes. she seemed very nervous...her little heart beating fast.::

::after a few moments....her eyes begin to glow....and a shimmering "visual" bubble appeared above her head...it showed, from Tinkerbell's point of view and memory, Morgan....but it wasnt the REAL Morgan....she was trying to convey to Erika what she saw the night BEFORE, while the REAL Morgan had been in Limbo.......this "False Morgan" came into the penthouse...and flooded it with enchantments.....all through the penthouse..even Morgan's PERSONAL effects....But that was all she could "show" Erika. Would Erika be able to understand?::

[Erika King]

< Erika became extremely surprised as a visual bubble began to open up over Tinkerbell's head to show Erika what the cad had seen the night before while Morgan was gone. Only Erika wasn't entirely sure what was going on. Why would the cat, who obviously belonged to Morgan show her Morgan going around her own Penthouse and casting spells on her own personal belongings. It didn't make sense at all. Erika looked at the cat and back at the vision and she began to notice something.The second that Tinkerbell saw "Morgan" from Tinkerbell's stand point it seemed to be as if she was standing back with her hair raised, as if she was extremely uncomfortable with Morgan for whatever reason. Erika's intelligent mind raced as she stumbled upon another thought. What if it hadn't been Morgan at all. Familiars could sense evil and Erika couldn't find any other reason for Tinkerbell to even be showing her this in the first place if there was nothing wrong. Erika stood up in her bed. Maybe the Morgan that the Six had encountered tonight was not the real Morgan at all, but a phony Morgan? Maybe that would explain her erratic behavior and maiming of two of her own teammates. It made sense in Erika's head, but she wasn't sure exactly what to do. >

"So, cat.. Is your owner hurt? Is that not the real Morgan? What happened to her? Can you take her to me? I want to help you honey, but you got to lead me to the clues..."

< Clues and Mysteries were two of Erika's specialties. Her mind was extremely equipped for it with being a Criminal Profiler. She had to look deeper than the surface of things to put crimes together and solve them. If Tinkerbell was ready, Erika was ready to solve the clues as well. She got up quietly and slipped her pants back on and ran her fingers through her hair quickly as she set Tinkerbell down on the floor below her and looked down at the cat, waiting for something. She smiled and laughed to herself. >

"Well... Let's go!"

[Tinkerbell]

::Tinkerbell was now a bit more earnest..she had FINALLY gotten someone to pay attention to her....she made her way toward the door...and looked back at Erika before turning the corner and trotting down the hall...quietly and quickly...she crept along low to the floor past the sleeping Haleigh and Blaze...speeding up to get quickly past the two big dogs..as she now was at the front door of the apartment. she waited a bit for Erika to follow along::


::she sat down....slightly pointed toward the door...and readly to leap into a shadow to move teleport into the hall... finally when she saw Erika ...she slipped through the shadows and was now in the hall...now RUNNING toward the elevator....::

[Erika King]

< Erika followed the cat as quietly as she could, trying her best not to alert the dog or Blaze and Haleigh. Haleigh had said earlier that they both didn't sleep so Erika found herself crawling through the main living room and past both of the dogs as she continued to follow this cat. As Tinkerbell reached the door, Erika saw her point and then dissappear. That explained it. She was an enchanted familiar. Erika, not wanting to risk setting off any security alarm at the door, quickly descended into a pool of water before reforming outside in the dark hallway as Tinkerbell was now running for the elevator. Erika tried to keep up with the seemingly chipper cat as she soon caught up with her a bit and laughed to herself. >

"Are we taking a Ride on the Elevator?"

< This cat was extremely remarkable and she thought back to Othello whom she now decided she would train herself when she got back to Newport, I mean compared to this magickal cat, Othello was nothing more than a lazy tabby who did nothing but eat all day. Erika awaited the cat's instructions. >

[Tinkerbell]

<<tink was inside the elevator....she formed another visual...to warn Erika of the deadly anti personell devices on the top floor.....>>

<<as the elevator raced to the top floor......Tinkerbell produced the "visual" of an hour glass....trying to communicate to Erika that there was little time to get to the double doors. she slipped into a shadow and was now gone>>

[Erika King]

< They were now in the elevator as Tinkerbell was warning her of the dangers of the top floor. Just who was this phony Morgan and why did she feel the need to have so much protection. Erika closed her eyes as she began to tap into her elemental connection with Water and as soon as the Elevator Doors, Erika sprung into action as Water sprung forth from seemingly nowhere directly underneath Erika's feet and began to propel her at great speeds, much like she had been shot out of a cannon as she seemed proud of herself for a second until she noticed the mass amounts of Mystic Flame that surrounded the Double Door Entrance to the Penthouse. She quickly halted herself as she landed dead smack on her butt, before quickly getting up. She began to hear the shifts and clicks of machinery. She took a deep breath and talked out loud to herself. >

"Okay, Cat.. now would be a really good time to get us out of here.. I did my part..."

< Erika was extremely nervous as she didn't want to be shot at my mass amounts of weaponry. She still had so much to do. As Guns began to shoot out of the wall and lasers began to blast out of the walls, Erika lifted a mystic Shield over her as the lasers began to blast directly at her shield. She was safe for now, but all of the jolting would make it difficult for her to keep the shield up for much longer and now she was at the mere mercy of a Familiar who she wasn't even sure of what she was talking about. >

[Jill Monroe]

<<thunder booms as the double doors open...and with a gust of wind preceeding her...MORGAN now stands before Erika..glaring at her...THROUGH her>>

<< in an icy voice>>: Tinkerbell! come here at once! you know i dont want you frolicking through Illustra tonight of all nights!

<< Morgan snapped her fingers and pointed in the direction she wanted her beloved cat to move. Tinkerbell quickly scampered into the penthouse....meowing with a bit of protest at being scolded>>

and YOU!! WHO are you!?

<< at least Erika did not have to worry about the lasers and other anti personel devices...she was now confronted by their MISTRESS. But at least Morgan was not attacking her out right...not yet anyway>>

[Erika King]

< All at once the lasers and weaponry had stop as Erika lowered her shield and looked Morgan Victoria dead in the eye as Tinkerbell scampered into the house, but did not seem afraid. Could this be the real Morgan? Erika was so confused. Even still, she was now standing either in front of the real Morgan or an Imposter, so Erika thought it best that she pretend that she was dealing with the real Morgan. In case anything happened. Erika did not extend her hand, but only spoke in an even tone. >

"I am sorry, I did not mean to wake you Miss Victoria, and no I wasn't trying breaking and entering. Oh, excuse my manners.. My name is Erika.. Erika King and WHILE I know that the last name King is not one you wish to hear about tonight, just know that I am also related to a close and beloved companion of your's named Alison. Tinkerbell brought me here, your familiar.. I wanted to discuss everything with you earlier, but I had a wounded relative and broken jaw of another to tend to, and the others decided it was best to wait until tomorrow. Nevertheless, here I am...Erika King.. middle sister to Alison and Cameron... Now we really need to talk..."

< Erika was expecting confrontation, from what Erika had seen through her Scrying Pool, Morgan was not a trusting person whatsoever and Erika knew she would have a hard time even getting in the Penthouse, but Morgan was not stupid. She was a Sorceress Supreme, she would be able to sense anything Off Color about Erika, and she didn't as there was nothing Off Color about Erika. >

"Look, how about this. We will talk inside, if you don't like what you hear, you can kick me out and I will go willingly. I simply request some of your time. It is urgent we talk..."

[Jill Monroe]

you put ONE foot wrong in my domain..and ill BOIL YOU UNTIL YOUR FLESH FALLS OFF!!

<< thunder rumbled...as Spellbinder stood to the side and allowed Erika in...the doors slammed shut with a truly ominous "dungeon door locking sound" as Erika found herself inside the dark palatial pent house. it was cold...with a breeze that seemed flow inside >>

You will sit over THERE! <<pointing the often used "sitting area" far across the way and in the center of the sunken in dining room>>

There are now TWO people in my building that I have never seen before....and Tinkerbell has taken it upon herself to reach out to you...to bring you HERE.....i want to know WHY!


<< Morgan's face betrayed weariness...but the tall supermodel still managed to remain fierce and bold ...as she seated herself across from Erika on the leather sectional....>>

[Erika King]

< Erika quickly followed Morgan's instructions as Erika didn't have a large ego like the other members of the Six and besides, as long as she was in Morgan's domain, she would have to respect that, as she wouldn't have it any other way if Morgan had barged in on her in the middle of the night and early day. She took a seat as her Chocolate hair fell down just below her shoulders and she began to tell the story of what happened between Herself and Tinkerbell. >

"I awoke from sleeping down in the Penthouse of Haleigh Davidoff to find Tinkerbell on the bed looking at me with a rather strange look. I immediately sensed that she was a familiar, as I am a witch as well. She then showed me some images. They were of you, or what appeared to be you.. walking through this very Penthouse, picking up a comb and lighting a black candle under it while seemingly casting a spell that went all throughout the Penthouse, effecting everything from your Body Wash to your Scrying Mirror. She then led me here at my request... I figured that this Morgan was not you at all but an imposter...and I am still not sure as to whether the woman sitting in front of me is an imposter and the real Morgan is in danger. In that case I will need to know where she is. If not, and you are the real Morgan, I thought it best to inform you of this invasion of privacy..."

< Sitting back, Erika crossed her legs and waited for Morgan to absorb all of the information that she had just heard. Erika didn't know if Morgan would believe it, but she hoped that the Witch would accept the judgement of her own familiar. >

[Jill Monroe]

<<Morgan sat across from Erika...with a stone faced expression.....what she was basically saying was that SOMEONE had been in HER penthouse...gotten past HER warding spell...and had placed their magick throughout her domain....She could accept the idea that Erika was a witch, and a smart one to have been able to communicate with another witch's familiar...but now ...what she was alleging...it just seemed ridiculous!>>

<< she shook her head>>

what the hell are you talking about!? that is IMPOSSIBLE!.............it

<< she looked over at Tinkerbell..........and remembered the night she had first returned from limbo....the way she was acting......>>

I .....was GONE for two days....I had to HELP your..."sister" as you would have me believe. Could this have happened while i was gone!?

<< she looked at Erika again>>

and now, suddenly Cameron has not one...but TWO sisters? it seems a bit TOO coincidental...and you're ALSO a witch. How is it that ALISON...a SEER could not know that Cameron was her brother? As of now, after the trauma she recently suffered, I believe that she has repressed what she learned about Cameron in the Citadle...but that STILL doesnt explain how you know where ILLUSTRA was..or how you would know ME or anyone ELSE in this building. SOMETHING isnt right here madame.

<< the winds HOWLED as Morgan leaned forward and looked menacingly at her guest>>

I suggest..you "fill in the blanks" of this little situation here....because if you are here to hurt Alison...Ill KILL YOU first!

[Pam Ravenscroft]

:: Alexis Quartermaine was currently in upstate New York, at the Quartermaine mansion known as "Wyndemere". After getting a call from her witch of an Aunt, Alexis was informed of how AJ, her older brother (the only member of the Quartermaine family that actually considered her family) was in dire need of help. Standing in the foyer of the main enterence of Wyndemere, Alexis looked very worn out--her blonde locks, normally resembling spun gold, was kinky and dry. Her blue orbs blood shot and dull...her body posture alone showing the signs of exhastion and fatiuge. It was a horrible week...a horrible week for the Quartermaine family general. Before her arrival at Wyndemere, her adopted sister, Emily, and her cousin Dillion dispised her, believing she was of course a ciniving Chandler that only cared for herself and not her family. But after the week that was endoured by all of the members of her family, Dillion and Emily soon became to accept Alexis.....finally giving her a chance. It was something that Alexis had never believed would happened; she only thought she would come for a week or so and help AJ...she had no idea what exactly was going on. A part of Alexis that was missing for so many years had seemed to be fulfilled....but Helena of course, continued to try her best to alienate Alexis from the family. ::


:: Sitting on the bottom step of the grand staircase that was the focal point of the foyer, Alexis took out her cell phone and flipped it open. Parting her dry lips, her eyes closed for a few moments. The Six had no idea what was going on with her those many miles away from New York City. Most likely they didn't even notice she was gone. Either way, Alexis felt it was necessary to call and give a status report to when she would be back. Opening her eyes, so many thoughts were running through her head--the safty of her brother, her new found allience with her sister and cousin, and of course, Helena who she could sense was watching her from afar. Turning her head towards the enterence leading to the study, Helena's grey eyes narrowed at Alexis as she glared at the blonde beauty....She was like the evil step mother from Cinderella...Helena soon stepped back into the shadows allowing Alexis to look back down to her phone. Dialing Blaze's cell number, Alexis placed the phone to her ear. Blaze was like the middleman of the group, and she felt more comfortable speaking to her than any of the other members of The Six. Honestly, being away from The Six was like a well deserved vacation to her..but after being with Helena for a week, the arrogant members of The Six were like a litter of big eyed puppy dog simply wanting attention rather than the bitchy New York gutter rats she thought they were. Running her tongue along her dry lips, Alexis awaited Blaze to pick up...or better yet, get her voicemail so she didn't have to speak to anyone. ::

[Erika King]

< Erika had seen it coming from a mile away. The big question about why nobody seemed to remember Erika, and while she would have loved to have answered the question under different circumstances the time was now. She took a deep sigh and placed her hands together as she looked at Morgan with a look of sincerity, even though the look was not returned in the stone cold visage of Spellbinder. Erika began. >

"The reason neither Cameron, nor Alison knows who I am is the sole reason I am back. Please bare with me. My mother, Kelly King was an agent of Mystech, working for the Axis of Evil. She was basically a manipulater. She was so good at her job that many people didn't even know that she was a part of the Axis of Evil. She was a cold blooded woman who would do anything to further herself. Immediately my mother tried to train us as witches. Alison immediately took to my Mother's way while I renounced Dark Magick. Years down the line, Cameron was born and my mother appalled his presence. The magick in our family only goes through to the women in our line and not knowing Cameron was a mutant.. She didn't want anything to do with him..."

< Clearing her throat, and getting a little choaked up but remaining strong in presence she continued. >

"After Cameron was born, my mother became even more shrill and harping. So much so that at the age of 15, Alison ran away. She felt she had outgrown Mother and just left. A few years later, My mother had been in a meeting with Mystech in which they had told her that they had foreseen Alison and Cameron as part of the end of Mystech, and that her new assignment was to kill them both.. She came home that night and I knew something was wrong, I took Cameron in my arms as well as my father and we headed to the attic where my mother killed our father on the spot. She then went for me since I was the only thing protecting Cameron from her, but I bested her. I trapped her in a pillar of water and banished her to a Hell Dimension. Knowing that Mystech would soon know of our mother's death, I knew they would be after Cameron and Alison. I did what I had to do...."

< Erika swallowed hard, remembering the night when she sat up in the attic, tears down her face as she cast the spell that would change everyone's lives forever. >

"I cast a spell upon both Alison and Cameron. For Alison, I made it so that it was as if Cameron had never existed and for Cameron I made it so that he wouldn't remember either of us. I did it for their protection. I figured that if one was found there was no way that they would know where the other one was and it would take them off of Mystech's radar. It protected them from it. I left Cameron at an Orphanage and fled to California, where I spent every day watching over Cameron. I was not able to figure out where Alison was.. by that time she had become too powerful to track... I saw you all reunite in the Citadle... I know it may not have been the best thing to do, but it was my only option, I protected my family just as I am sure you would have protected Blaze or your Mother if they needed it. I did what I had to do... The reason I am here now is because I was attacked by a Shadow Demon in my home in Newport Beach. Mystech is on the radar again. I believe that my Mother, Kelly King has been unleashed or set free, and if I am right, she will be coming after you.. She will be coming after Cameron and Alison. She will want to destroy all of you..."

< A solid tear fell down Erika's cheek as she quickly wiped it off of her face and gained her composure as she looked at Morgan, wondering how she would take this startling relevation. >

[Foxfire]

** It had all unraveled so fast that Blaze could only go with the flow of time. Haleigh was kind enough to lead her back to her place with Rachel and Cameron. She walked slowly with the help of Haleigh while her eyes looked so dead and dull. Her own natural fire and passion had seemed to extinguish. The only signs of life were revealed as pain and suffering. **

** Once inside Hal's place, she sunk her broken body down onto the couch. Her blood shot eyes sliding onto two beautiful familiars. She didn't dare to smile to them, instead she bowed her head gracefully. Blaze always had a deep connection to animals but the reason was unknown. Even the nastier animal was attracted to Blaze. Swallowing the salvia was a chore for her who flinched in pain. But as Haleigh returned with an ice pack she shut her eyes tightly. Not only did it hurt like a mother fucker but it was also freezingly cold. The icy temperatures numbed her pain. One of Haleigh's dogs rested its head in her lap, she did seem to comfort Blaze who rewarded her with a gentle scratch to the back of the ear. Exhaustion was beginning to creep into Blaze Fielding, even though she hardly ever slumbered. But her body required its own natural healing process, sleep. She jumped nervously at the sound of an intruder barging through Haleigh's place. She watched with fear as Haleigh fired several rounds at the stranger, only to see her appear next to Cameron. Was she sent to terminate all of them from Morgan? No, it appeared she was here for Cam, who she began to heal. Blaze's heart raced inside her chest, her hands shook from such an extreme adrenaline rush. Leaning back onto the back of the couch when she noticed Erika turn towards her. Blaze found her highly attractive, more so than anyone she had ever met. When Cameron's sister healed Blaze she offered her another nod, unsure if she could smile just yet. Tenderly rubbing her jaw as she spoke to Erika for the first time. **

"Thank you."

** Her words were truthful and genuine as were they soft spoken. She felt more comfortable but in the back of her mind, she saw Morgan smashed her in the jaw with her fist. The repercussions were settling in. Blaze was in a way traumatized of such an assault. It was a change of scenery but Blaze was still a bundle of nerves. Watching Cameron, Rachel, and their new ally Erika retire for the various bedrooms, Blaze herself moved forward to pull the blanket off the love seat and onto her form. She placed the ice pack on the coffee table. Pulling her knees under her chest, she snuggled into the pillow. Most saw Blaze as tough and collected but now she was different. Shutting her eyes for a few minutes, she welcomed a bit of rest. She hadn't even seen or sensed Tinkerbell, Blaze was far too stressed. Once Erika and Tink left the apartment, Blaze's eyes fluttered open. She kept reliving the days events with Morgan striking her in the jaw. Throwing the blanket off her so quickly, Blaze stood up agitated. As she stood up, tears leaked down her hunter green eyes while she swallowed the large lump. Her bottom lip failed to quiver nor did she sob. She silently cried until she moved to the window. The look of the moon calmed her but deep down Blaze was frightened. Morgan's actions nearly broke her in half not to mention her jaw. The question was could she forgive Morgan? And if she did what would their relationship be as sisters? Right now, Blaze didn't want to think about Morgan, she HATED her! Her eyes began to illuminate a haunting yellow shade. So much anger boiled inside of Blaze, but underneath the anger and rage lay a much more intense emotion, pain. **

"Morgan and I never fought like that before....and she NEVER physically assaulted me! I know a lot of people hate her but Jesus to strike me down with such rage.....it felt as though she wasn't my own sister. Haleigh....Morgan warned me of this.....that she dreamed of killing you and Cameron in Limbo. Well, she didn't dream it, it was real. But Ororo warned her of this and now its come true!"

** She knew Haleigh didn't leave her side, not for one minute. Blaze saw who protective Haleigh had become in a matter of minutes. A time of crisis brought out either the best or worst in people. Turning to lock eyes with her friend. **

"Thank you for everything. You're fast thinking saved us all. I knew I was right about you. Behind those gun crazy eyes is a woman who cares AND trusts but refuses to admit or allow it to be seen."

** Walking back over to the couch, she sat down again. "I was going to sleep but I seem to have flashbacks of Morgan. By the way, these two are adorable. What are their names? I don't think I got to meet them last time."


OOC: DAYUMMMMMMMMMMM People! Talk about a lot of fucking posts. I go to work at 1pm and get home at 10pm and I see all of this. Shit!

EDIT -- Sorry Sam didn't see your post until now. ;)

** Just as Blaze stopped talking, she felt her cell phone vibrate. It was still in her jacket pocket, luckily unharmed. Glancing down at the caller idea she saw it was Alex, who she slowly picked up the phone, answering it weakly. **

"Hello? Hey Alexis...."

** Usually Blaze never called anyone but their real name unless she was either upset or pissed off. She didn't try to hide her voice, another sign of distress. Blaze never liked others worrying about her so she often put up a front. **

"How are you?"

** Placing her hand over the mouth piece of the phone, she mouthed "Alexis" to Haleigh, who would obviously already know it. But Blaze was so stressed she hadn't realized it. **

[Jill Monroe]

<< Morgan sat back...she couldnt cut Erika off...not when she was in the midst of such a sweeping, shocking back story>>

<< she folded her arms and crossed her legs at the knee....as she listened....and continued to look upon this woman who was obviously distressed for the wellbeing of her siblings. Up until tonight..she could have identified....she cared about her own sister Blaze...but it was apparently that there was now a rift....Morgan felt she was no longer able to trust her sister's judgement...BUT that was not the issue to be dealt with just now>>

Minerva...

<< for some wildly unknown reason....she found herself remembering how own horrible family dynamic....only in her case it was her FATHER that was the catalyst....while she and her mother constantly had to hold him at bay>>

Well...this is serious.

<< she shifted a bit>>

If i may be frank...Your brother is the scum of the earth. He has done NOTHING but provoke myself and his sister since she SAVED him from Mystech's drones months ago when we all first joined forces. He and his braindead cohort Haleigh...have been the bane of my existence since I allowed them into Illustra...and the ONLY reason I am going to help you stop your mother is because of ALISON. I dont care IF Cameron is her Sister...I have been in her life now for years...and I think of her as a sister as well...I will NOT allow Cameron OR your "mother" to hurt her. Ill see BOTH of them dead first!

<< Spellbinder was VERY weary by now....but for Alison...she would continue to press on>>

Now that you are here....You are under my protection. My mystic alarms...and my familar BOTH confirm that you are not here to cause harm....so, what is it that you need from me?

[Erika King]

< Erika nodded, as a rush of relief filled her body. For whatever reason, Erika felt the need to apologize for her brother, because after all, she was the middle sister. She looked at Morgan, first thanking her for lending her ears to the situation, and then to promise her brother wouldn't cause any more trouble for Morgan while Erika was in their company. >

"First of all Morgan, I want to thank you for being so understanding and easy to talk to. Secondly, I know that my brother and yourself do not get along, and while that is buried deep inside both of your subconsciouses, I will make a promise to you that while I am here, I will make it a point to keep Cameron under control and out of her hair. He was always the wild one in our family..."

< When asked what exactly she would need, she stopped. Erika didn't exactly go into this having a grand plan, she just wanted to warn everyone of what was going on in order to protect the Six. She sighed and shrugged her shoulders. >

"What I need of you is to be aware of your surroundings.. Something has tampered with your home. While I can't be sure that it is my mother, as there are plenty of people who might have reason to go after you, it is still something to consider... I need know room to stay in as I will be comfortable sleeping on the couch of Cameron's Room. I do however, have a question for you..."

< Looking at Morgan she pushed her hair off her shoulders and continued. >

"When I arrived to heal Cameron after your... "run in", I noticed a peculiar looking blonde woman with them. She seemed pretty familiar to me. Who was she? A new member of the Six?"

< As pathetic as it was, Kelly's illusion and spell was preventing both Erika and Morgan from putting it even remotely close together that Rachel was somehow tied to Kelly. That she was the key of everything. Kelly was successfully working over the whole group. >

[Pam Ravenscroft]

OOC: Tis okay. :)

:: Lowing her eyes, she was hoping for Blaze's voicemail, but as soon as Blaze spoke on the other end of the line, Alexis could tell that she was not the only one not feeling herself. Speaking in almost a whisper, Alexis voice too could show how distressed she was. ::

"Hey Blaze..."

:: Glancing towards the study, half of Helena's body was covered in shadows giving off a very eerie display...stopping for a moment, she watched at Helena stepped out of the shadows, lifting her chind high in the air to look down at Alexis. Mouthing "Not. A. Word." Alexis gritted her teeth and watched Helena turn away and walk down the hall into the other room. Watching her aunt finally dissapear, Alexis snapped back to reality. ::

"I'm doing good.....but from the sound of it, you aren't. Is everything okay over there?"

:: Blaze sounded stressed...and the fact that she called her Alexis, gave it away completely. She hated how Blaze called her "Alex" and Cameron called her "Lexi"...she felt like a damn stripper, but she couldn't really do anything about it. Bitting her bottom lip, Alexis tugged a few blonde locks behind her ear before lowing her head again. The room was dark...only lit by a few night lamps. It was the first time in a week she was actually in a calm and quiet place and it felt nice...but it would of course be short lived...there was still a lot that needed to be accomplished before she returned to her "team". ::

[Jill Monroe]

<<Morgan nodded...as she pondered Erika's question>>

to be honest...I dont know her at all! She said she was a doctor from MysTech and in need of asylum....that they were sending drones and shadow demons after her because she had defected. Shortly befoer your brother and my sister......incited me to rage....<<she felt "uneven" as she thought about what she had done to them both>> she told her story....and even as i was grilling her, she was blubbering and seemed to be truly distressed....i allowed her to stay here...but under TIGHT monitoring of my security. If i'm not mistaken...she should be down there with Haleigh even now.

<< she stood up and walked to the window...before walking back and forth slowly...that elegant model gate was apparent as the tall, leggy sorceress moved back and forth ....the skies, clouds and lightning provided a most unusual back drop for her tall figure>>

It all happened so FAST...everything did..........and I.....

<<she stopped herself from going into the issue of Limbo, what changes were happening to HER. If Delilah hadn't shown up....and been the "balm" to Morgan's soul that was slipping into darknes.....things MIGHT have gone tragically different tonight for everyone>>

Everything happened so fast.....i felt as though i was not in control. Perhaps...that is part of what happened ....what Tinkerbell was trying to tell us! Whoever that was in my penthouse...it WASNT me...but the magick that "she" unleashed in here....perhaps is clouding my perception! But there's no way to know WHO "that woman" was or where she is NOW!

[Foxfire]

"Oh its bloody fabulous! Its a soap opera over here. Well Morg flips out, hits me for sticking up for Hal's and Cam, broke my damn jaw. Morg saved Alison from Limbo and all but she's not remembering things. Cameron has another sister named Erika who healed me, we're meeting her now. Hal's is ok but ready to kill Morg. Cam found this mysterious woman named Rachel Gray, a doc. from Mystech who used to perform surguries on people by force. She's afraid for her life, and she needs our protection. Cam, Erika, Hal's, and Rachel are at Haleigh's place while Morgan is at her own penthouse. Oh and we miss you, well I do."

** Her wording was quick and to the point. Blaze knew she was probably forgetting a few details but that was a quick summary for now. She sensed Alexis seemed on edge too but didn't think it was her business to ask details. **

[Pam Ravenscroft]

:: Pausing...the line seemed like it was dead as Alexis sat in shock. Well, you leave a week and Morgan goes on a rampage, Cameron now has TWO sisters, a woman claims to be a doctor from mystech, and everyone wants everyone else dead. Although the last one didn't seem TOO much out of the ordinary. ::

"..Well...too bad i'm missing all the excitment, eh?"

:: Alexis knew Blaze was feeling the pressure from all of the tension in the group...especially since Morgan even went as far as to lash out at Blaze and HIT her. Extending her neck to the side, Alexis ran her hand down her neck feeling the knots. ::

"Are you going to be okay, Blaze?.."

:: This time, very sincere, she was concerned from the walking inferno. She knew all to well what Blaze was feeling like. ::

[Alice Cullen]

Hales watched Blaze cautiosly... she was concerned, though she might not admit it. The others had gone off to where she suggested... and thenk goodness no one had opposed her... because she was frazzled and her patience was worn thin enough-- and she was armed.... never a good combination for anyone to get fresh with her. Haleigh looked Blaze over as she lay beneath the red throw. Several times she opened her mouth as if to say something... but stopped. It had been a LONG time since she comforted someone... the gesture felt oddly ill-placed.... so she said nothing... Blaze didnt want to talk yet... and that was okay. Haleigh leaned back into the cushions of the sofa, relaxing somewhat, her hand on her 45 in her lap, listening intently and just looking around, on watch for anything slightly abnormal.

As Blaze opened her eyes again, Haleigh sat back up and leaned forward, straining to listen harder. "Did you hear that?" She asked, breaking the silence. Blaze went over to the window... and Hales neglected what she'd heard to instead follow Blaze over. She listened quietly, coming up behind Blaze, looking over Blaze's shoulder at her reflection in the window. Hales hugged Blaze from behind, wrapping her arms around Blaze's abs and resting her chin on Blaze's shoulder. It seemed like the right thing to do... Blaze was really torn up about this whole thing, though she tried to hide it. H did her best to say something comforting.

"Morgan... is not herself right now... she's been touchy before but this is insane... perhaps... we should keep our distance... and watch our step. This might be a phase... but I must caution you... it might NOT be. You have to be prepared to accept that the Morgan you know is slipping away... we need to handle her with diplomacy... I admire what you did, standing up to her like that... but dont you EVER do that again. It really set her off... I'll try to be... eh... you know... nice."

Haleigh let go of Blaze so she could turn around and smiled, dismissing it, adding a little more dry humor to lighten the tone. "Yeah, because I can't have Morgan thinking I'm in danger of actually being an okay person." Haleigh watched Blaze go back over and sit down, she smiled softly at the subject change. Her dogs were the loves of her life, true constants through everything. "That Blue Dobe is Delta, and the Brindle Boxer and Man Of the House is Echo." Haleigh put a cigarrette in her mouth as blaze's phone rang, lighting it with a black zippo style lighter decorated with a small red hourglass shape... the black widow symbol. Haleigh nodded, she already knew it was Alexis. She gestured with hand signals, whispering that she was going to check on the others. She handed Blaze the Glock 45 and went into the breakfast area, walking past the small, four place table and into the short hall leading to her room. She leaned against the threshold of her bedroom door, watching Cameron sleep for a few seconds. how sweet... he slept on the floor... its a big fucking bed, not like he'd get her cooties or anything. She looked up at the bed... it looked ..... empty. Haleigh walked over and moved the sheets... it was empty. Haleigh reached under her bed to the Remington 870 express shotgun tucked there. She came back out of the bedroom, crossing the livingroom to go check the guestroom, pumping the shotgun to load the chamber. She carefully opened the door, easing it open with the gun lifted... Rachel lay there in bed, or at least, the illusion of her did. Haleigh shut the door again softly, going back to the Living room and sitting down next to Blaze, putting the safety on the shotgun and laying it across her lap, pointed at the threshold leading into the foyer. Haleigh took a drag of her cigarrette and leaned over to the end table to flick the ash into and ashtray, picking the tray up and setting it on the arm of the sofa so that it was in reach.

"Well... Erika King has gone for a midnight stroll... which is funny because its RACHEL I don't trust." Haleigh tapped into her video surveilance, cycling the channels until she got to her outer hallway and the elevator... she watched Erika get on the elevator and then back off... and cycled through the channels again to see which floor... MORGANS... and she seemed to be following Morgan's pesky cat. Well.... Haleigh wasnt going up there... if Morgan murdered Erika... well.... she TRIED to warn the woman.

[Erika King]

< Erika tried to reassure Morgan as she began to think of a plan of action. Her thoughts went to Rachel and how her story didn't really check out, but then again, if Morgan hadn't sensed anything from her, than she must have really needed help. Erika cooly commented. >

"Well, if you didn't sense anything from Rachel, then she should be fine, and we shouldn't just grill her for the sheer fact of grilling her. If Mystech is really after her, then she will be fragile and we will have to be careful about her.."

< On the point of someone impersonating Morgan, Erika wondered if there was a way to be able to figure out who the woman was that had entered her Penthouse and caused such a stir. It just didn't seem to add up and it seemed so utterly random. Erika rubbed her forehead and stood up from her spot. >

"Look, we are both tired, and thinking on no sleep is never a good thing. I will go creep back down to Haleigh's and you need to get some rest and we can reconvine in the morning. Sound like a plan?"

< Erika extended her hand in a rather brave and friendly gesture to Morgan. >

"It was extremely pleasant meeting you, Morgan.. Good Night..."

< As the two shook hands, somewhat solidifying their alliance together, Erika headed back down to Haleigh's apartment, Morgan apparantely disabling the security for a brief time. She slowly opened the door to see Blaze on the phone and Haleigh not in sight. She was a little embarassed as she smiled and waved. >

"Oh.. Hi guys..."

[Foxfire]

** Blaze smiled more brightly as Haleigh wrapped her arms around her stomach. She was going to comment but decided now wasn't the time to be playful with Hal's especially when she was on the phone. As she moved to sit down, she seductively winked to Haleigh with a charming smile. Pressing a button on her phone, she pulled out a headset, placing it over her ears, resting the phone in her lap. She took hold of the gun Haleigh gave her, admiring the beauty. Girl's got a nice set of guns, wonder who her dealer is. Blaze thought to herself when Alexis' question rang in her mind, snapping her out of it. **

"Well, to be honest I don't know. I'm utterly exhausted and I'm angry with my sister. What scares me is....I don't know if I can forgive her. But Haleigh seems to think she's not the same person. Anyway though, how are things by you? And when do you think you'll return?"

** It was obvious Blaze wanted a subject change. She detested talking about the events of this very night. If anything she'd rather try and forget it but deep down she knew that was impossible. Just then though she saw Erika walk in, Blaze's eyes zooming up and down her. Good looks run in their family, she's dazzling. Waving over to Erika with a nod, Blaze smiled at her until she noticed Haleigh next to her. Her eyes fell a top the ashtray and the contents inside. Reaching across Haleigh's lap with the head of the shotgun poking her in the side. Her right hand reached inside the ashtray for the cigarette, placing it inside her mouth. Maneuvering her mouth she made a heart shape with it at Haleigh with a grin. She was of course joking. Taking the cigarette away she placed it delicately back in Haleigh's mouth, waiting for Alexis to answer her. **

[Jill Monroe]

<<Morgan watched Erika on her scrying glass....as she returned to Haleigh's apartment. once inside she REACTIVATED the security and anti personell protocalls...keeping EXTRA precaution on Haleigh, Rachel and Cameron. The warding spell reactivated on her double doors as well. she waved her hand...as the images shimmered and faded away from the mystic lens....and yawned>>

Delilah is still sleeping.....good that I didnt awake her with this little meeting.

<<Looking down at tinkerbell>>

I'm sorry honey...mommy will listen next time okay?

<< she reached down to pick up her kitty....as Tinker mewed a bit....and Morgan craddled her as she brought her up to her chest>>

you did a good job this evening. but no more wandering through the building at night....i dont want anything happening to my baby!

<< she softly stroked Tinker on her fore head as she hummed.....Tinkerbell began to relax in Morgan's arms and purr, as the penthouse once again became silent...with only a refreshing breeze to sweep away all traces of the unpleasant events of earlier and the subtle melody of eldritch chimes in the air. Morgan returned to her chamber of dreams, removing her silk mini robe and placing Tink on the bed. She crawled into her enormous, circular bed and now....in total darkness and silence, Tinkerbell and Morgan drifted off to much needed sleep>>

[Alice Cullen]

Haleigh tapped into the bug she planted next, catching on to the conversation as Erika began her backstory. Haleigh frowned as Spellbinder didnt miss yet another chance to badmouth Cameron and Haleigh... honestly... telling Cameron's sister these things... has she no integrity? Haleigh listened, as they parted ways... Erika was coming back down to her penthouse... Haleigh smiled sheepishly and shook her head as she saw the heart shaped smoke... well... at least she's cheered Blaze up... She rolled her pale blue colored irises.

"Christ Ace, it was just a hug... I'll never do it again, I swear."

She said quietly, turning to the opening to the foyer and lifting her shotgun. Erika came in the door, unable to see Hales because she sat at the end of the couch that was obscured from view by a wall. As Erika came into the livingroom, Haleigh clicked the safety off for suspense.

"You see, If I ever had children, and one of them creeped off in the middle of the night like a fuckin burglar, this is what they'd come home to... and then I reckon they'd NEVER do that again." Haleigh put the safety back on and laid the gun down again, taking a last drag and putting the cigarrette out in the tray.

"Now I know you went up to pay a visit to our favorite supermodel and had a little chat. It's nice she calmed down... I advised you against seeing her for your own safety... you were lucky her cat was with you.... or I dont doubt she'd have smacked you right down for waking her up. NEXT time you want to leave... just let me know... I'm not your mother, I dont give a damn where you go." Haleigh furrowed her brow and then relaxed it. She looked down at Echo, who'd come over to get some lovin. She scratched under his chin softly and looked back up at Erika.

"Listen... what she said about Cameron and me... It's not true.... she formed an opinion about us a LONG time ago... that wont ever change... Cameron's the one who initially wanted to help this Dr. Gray so fuckin bad. If that girl'd come to me... I'd have just shot her in the head and saved her the trouble of being Mystech's newest test subject.... but that's just the difference between me and the rest of the Six. They all want to save her... I want to know WHO she is first."

[Pam Ravenscroft]

:: Listening to Blaze, she could tell that Blaze was more distressed about this situation than any other she came incounter with. Sighing as Blaze changed the subject, her voice patterns alone showed that the woman was tired, emotionally exhasted, and concerned....everyone might of thought of Alexis as a cold hearted bitch that didn't know anything about emotions, but she was a manipulator...curtosy of her father. She studied vocal patterns, she could hear what others could not. It was as if she was an Interpreter of emotions you could say. Sighing, her line went silent; she wasn't exactly sure what to say about her week. Frankly, she didn't want to say anything at all. ::

"Things are...."

:: With a pause, Alexis took a breath in. ::

"Complicated. That's why I called; it might be another week...maybe less.."

:: The line went silent once more as Alexis lowered her eyes. ::

"Hopefully less...until I come home. So if you could tell the others, I'd appriciate it, Blaze."

:: Turning her head upwards towards the top of the staircase, she saw Emily standing there, silent. She knew the girl didn't want to interupt...but she also knew she had to stop the brief conversation with Blaze. ::

"Listen, Blaze. I have to go...i'll be home soon."

:: Shutting her phone, she ended the conversation with that. Holding the phone with both hands, she dropped her head, allowing it to hang as she took a breath in. The silence was soon broken by the soft tapping of heels on the marble survace of the Foyer. Turning her head towards the noise, she already knew it was Helena...::

"I didn't say a word if that's what you were going to ask, Helena."

:: Helena looked down at Alexis as she turned to head upstairs. Stopping, Helena eyes could burn a hole through Alexis as parted her lips to speak. ::

Helena: "Good. You know the concequenses, Alexis."

:: Turning her head forward, Alexis' eyes began to stare into the distance. ::

"Yes, I know the concequenses."

:: With that, Helena stepped up and began to head upstairs to Emily who was awaiting the two woman. Staying put for a few moments, Alexis placed both hands on the stair that she was sitting on and soon pushed herself up. Turning, she too followed Helena upstairs and headed off into dark shadows with both her sister and aunt. ::

[Erika King]

< Erika looked at Haleigh as she heard the safety click off of the gun. She looked at the woman with a raised eyebrow. She was such a peculiar woman and so quick to use physical force. The gun nor Haleigh's words didn't shake Erika one bit. She had come face to face with Serial Killers, looked them in the eyes, sent them to jail. Though Haleigh was a mutant, Erika was a witch of white and true magick that had never failed her in the past, she had never had to show fear with anyone except for her mother. Erika smiled at Haleigh. >

"Well, then.. I guess it's a good thing that you don't have any children!"

< As she heard Haleigh go on about how horrible of a person Morgan was and how she was defending herself and Cameron made her smile a bit inside. Haleigh was much like the sister that Cameron needed in his life. It was good he found her, even if it was in this firecracker of a woman. Erika sighed and continued. >

"I know how volatile Morgan is, Haleigh. Witches have a certain understanding with each other. Had her cat not come to me in the night, I never would have ventured up there. There was no way I would have let anyone know where I was going. I didn't want to risk anyone following me and causing an unnecessary argument."

< Hearing the last part of Haleigh's statement about just shooting Rachel in the head, a cold chill went down her spine. This girl was obscurely violent and shut herself off from people. She looked at Haleigh and asked a question, having the psychologist come out of her. >

"Haleigh, I don't mean to pry, actually, that is a lie... I do. What has made you go on this rampant streak of violence? Why the hostility? The world is not out to get you, but it seems you are out to get the world.. Why?"

[Jacob Black]

:: Cameron lay sleeping on the floor of the Guest Bedroom in Haleigh's Apartment as he was lost in some kind of strange dream. He kept dreaming of this manor type house in what he assumed to be New York. Then everything would turn white and he saw a little girl and her smile, then some more flashes and a then a vision of a horrendous and evil woman who seemed to be laughing at him, then his entire mind just went white. It was like Cameron was dreaming a jigsaw puzzle but he just couldn't put the puzzle pieces together. He shot up in his bed as he was drenched in sweat. He looked over to see an empty bed. Had Erika left? Was she an imposter? He threatened her to leave. Cameron rubbed his face before standing up and heading out to the Living Room. It was now around 6:30 in the morning. Still a little groggy, Cameron rubbed his eyes and talked before thinking. ::

"Well I guess our houseguest was a fake.. She's go--"

:: As his vision cleared he saw clearly Erika, Blaze and Haleigh all up and in the living room. He cocked an eyebrow much like his sister had done earlier and anyone who had been paying attention would have noticed the similarity and asked a confused question. ::

"What? Is this some kind of psychotic slumber party i'm not invited to?"

:: Prophet still had no idea on whether Erika was really his sister or not and the fact that now both Haleigh and Morgan knew the statement to be true would anger Cameron when he found out for real. He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of milk, chugging it before setting the glass in the sink. ::

"I see everyone had a nice full night of rest.... Who's hungry?"

[Alice Cullen]

Haleigh chuckled softly, nodding. She gestured for Erika to sit in the armchair or love seat across from the sofa.

"Yeah, I suppose so, huh?"

She agreed... her children would be wellbehaved... or they be dead. 'no, mom'll REALLY kill me, honest.' she could hear the kid talking now... truth was... H had never really thought about having kids... she would really have to love someone to have their child.... and she just didnt think that was going to happen anytime before menopause. Haleigh shook her head, smiling. she seemed to be in a better mood.

"Trust me Ms. King.... you could've told each and every one of us... there isnt a person in this penthouse that would've followed your skinny, loony ass up there."

H crossed her legs at the knee, setting the butt of the shotgun on the floor beside her and leaning it against the sofa. Her blue eyes locked on Erika's silver ones... she debated how much she should say... and how much she would probably find out soon anyways, being Cameron's sister and all...

"Oh, I don't think you know me very well Erika.... half the intelligence world IS out to get me... I get a couple of new death threats each week. There are the Bad guys, like Mystech, who want me dead.... and then there are the good guys, like the CIA, who would like nothing more than to nail me to the wall. Violence is my friend.... Look I know what you're thinking, I must be some deranged, ruthless, stark raving lunatic... but I never ONCE killed someone who didn't deserve it. This Dr. Gray... I've SEEN what her experiments look like when she finished. Its not pretty."

Haleigh looked over her shoulder, as Cameron walked in. He was shirtless, all sweaty and scruffy... haleigh smiled softly, and stifled a laugh. He looked a mess but it was still attractive somehow... "We didn't want to wake you.... it was a long night... a lot to sleep on." She watched him over the bar as he drank some milk. She didnt mind... he didnt have to ask... and at least he didnt drink right out of the jug. "Well I am... hey, could you pour me a glass of Merlot too? Any year is fine." Cam would know that the door next to the fridge was a small, temperature controlled wine cellar that stretched behind the wall between the kitchen and bedroom. It had wine bottles lining the walls and was wide enough for him to walk through... but from the outside it just looked like it might be a small closet. Haleigh liked hidden rooms, if you couldn't tell. ;)

[Harbinger]

::the floor directly under the TOP floor.......it was deadly silent...nothing stirred in the halls except for the state of the art cameras that sweeped back and forth with their surveilance......down the hall...lay a set of massive gothic style double doors..with massive pewter rings in the center...and inside....this penthouse...was as large as Morgan's but the style and decor were surprisingly "rustic" inspired....antique french darkwood furnishings and warm colors around the foyer, dinning room living room, and various rooms throughout the house provided a surprising escape from the technology driven scene of NYC. THe soothing scent of vanilla and blueberry flowed through the sprawling estate...and down one of the halls leading to Alison's master bedroom....we find her sleeping in a deep pocket california king sized canopy bed.....the silk draping flows as the fresh breeze of dawn begins to flow through the room as it comes through her the sliding doors that lead out to her balcony.Indeed, Morgan ensured that Alison would have just as much space and splendor as she did in terms of the design of the penthouse.....for Alison was very near and dear to her. Alison looks very serene...having been spared the events of last night.::

::her dreams were undisturbed and her magick sealed her quaters from any intrusion. She was remarkably unmoved by the events following Cameron and Haleigh's arrival to Morgan's appartment. She was sure they hadnt gave a damn about her absence or status...and now that she was back...they would surely try to "pay her back" for the events in the access tunnel of the Citadle......she had fallen asleep vowing to GUT Haleigh with her powers if that woman DARED to lay a hand on her.....and while she loathed Cameron and wished that Morgan had NOT brought him to Illustra again....her hatred of him seemed to have dulled even just a bit following her time in Limbo::


::she would awaken soon...and begin her morning ritual before going up to Morgan's to see what was on today's agenda....::

[Foxfire]

"Okay Alexis, have a safe trip. We'll see you when you return. Good - bye." Blaze flipped her Motorola shut. The bright blue lights on the keypad lighting partial darkness around her until they dimmed after a moment. Slipping the phone inside her jeans quickly when she heard Cameron's feet slapping down onto the floors. Turning towards the hallway, she smiled seeing him. Her eyes dashed onto Erika and Cameron, comparing and contrasting both siblings. Her observance noticed the cocked eyebrow, "hmmm." She made a mental note of it, but they also shared very similar eyes. Although Erika was much more friendly then Cam, but for some reason Blaze sensed Cameron himself contained his own personal demons. Her mind lingered onto Morgan, she wanted so desperately to see her. Balling her fists tightly, she waved the thought from her mind. A malicious grin plastered on her nude full lips. "I'm up for a shower, I'll be back." She slipped past the three of them, heading down Haleigh's hallway to her spacious bathroom. She began to undo her top when she heard scampering paws. She grinned and spun around to see Delta behind her, "hello beautiful." Crouching down, Blaze rubbed her palms over the dog's cheek bones. Leaning forward she planted a gentle kiss on her forehead, "You're very protective, much better then my fearless cat." **

** Standing up, Blaze needed a change of clothing but she was too lazy to actually walk. Luckily she was a teleporter, if she could imagine it or think of it, she was there. "I'll be back sweetie." She said tenderly before she stepped back, her form became intensely hot as scorching flames hugged her body. And in a quick explosion, Blaze vanished from Halrigh's place. **

** Appearing in her bedroom, she moved to the closet. Sliding open the doors, she picked out a pair of black low rise jeans and a small chamoflage army shirt. Always the tomb boy, Blaze didn't care. She wasn't the fashionable one, she was real and in your face. A quality most adored about her. Shutting her door, she turned to her dresser pulling out a matching pair of black lace bra and a black lace bikini. Carrying it in her arms, Blaze flamed back to Hal's. When she returned to the bathroom, she saw Delta gone. She grinned, putting her clothes down on the counter. Lightly pushing the door, which seemed to only stop a jar. Blaze tossed her clothes off in a heap, which fell quickly to the tile floor. A tattoo was styled on her right hip bone, it was just a simple red rose. Turning on the shower, she grinned at the sensation of steam. She felt the air move around her, stepping into the shower. Pulling the shower curtain closed. Luckily for her shower gels and shampoo were already in here. Sniffing the air, Blaze caught a masculine scent....."ewwwww!" She lifted her nose with disgust, "she had sex in this shower!" She grabbed the gel lathering her wash cloth up. **

** Half an hour later, Blaze stepped out soaking wet. Wrapping a dark plum towel around her body. Her hair curled at the roots to every end. An unknown factor, Blaze really had curly hair but she usually straightened it, but not tonight. Drying off she got dressed, leaving her hair curly and down. Opening the door she laughed seeing Delta, "awww, I was missed." Patting her, Blaze moved down the hallway until she found the rest of the group. "So, whose up for murdering Morgy?" She grinned more, without the notice of her eyes becoming more malicious, "kidding....for now." She let the others uncover the hidden meaning to that sentence. Instead, she walked into the kitchen, but on the back of her shirt read Fielding in bold black lettering with a number of 23 on it. It was her shirt from boot camp but she was still able to fit into it. She got herself two pieces of Italian toast, no butter or jelly. "So kids, what's the deal today?" Sitting back onto the counter, her legs dangling off the edge. "Alexis might be back in a week or so, her personal business is a little then expected. I didn't want to ask her, I know she's a private person." Popping her toast out, placing it on a small bread plate. She quietly ate a piece while listening to the others. **