MP- Delilah's apartment
Delilah said:
She’d switched to beer since Blaze had left and was filling up a pint glass when she heard a knock at the door.
“Gee, who else could be coming to tell me how I should be groveling at Morgan’s feet?”
She flung open the door, her face registering surprise at the person on the other side.
“Alycia?”
::Alycia's hazel eyes widen a bit as the door FLEW open. Some of her raven hair flowed a bit in the unexpected draft::
Were you expecting...CIRCE?
:: Alycia smiled a bit as she looked genuinely pleased to see Delilah.::
Delilah said:
She stepped aside to let the Amazon pass.
“What are you doing here?”
Well...
:: she said with purpose, walking in and seating herself in Delilah's living room::
This may sound trite to you...BUT...you've been on my mind.
I've had a few conversations with some of the others.
But I'm not here because of anything any one of THEM says or feels.
:: she's holding the file folder in her hand as it slightly rests on her lap::
I've wanted to come see you.
I've felt a strong guidance from Athena. Hypolytta has always said to me that I had favor with Athena...for being a "scholar of laws and understanding."
Coming from my background...to hear things like THAT...you can probably imagine it's a bit odd. But yet...comforting, INSPIRING even.
::Sigh!::
So here I am. I wanted to see you.
I know you're not in the mood for casual company, so I won't take too much of your time. But there IS something I wanted to share with you while I was here. Something that I hope will touch your heart like it did mine.
:: She places the folder on the coffee table, sliding it over to Delilah. She sits back on the couch, crossing her legs at the knee and absentmindedly "twirling" her ankle and foot, which are supported by a silver heeled stilletto::
:: Delilah opens the folder and finds: two business cards.::
One of mine, one of yours. From our glory days as the DA of NY and a results prooven/driven, well decorated member of NY's finest.
:: News paper clippings. Articles and photos from...::
The trial of Victor Klein, the surrogate father of Jasmine Klein a.k.a. Frost, the half sister of Spellbinder and Foxfire.
It wasn't the first time you and I worked together. OUTSIDE of the Six. We were part of a "machine", you and I. But we took on roles of our choosing, our passion.
This case in particular was high stakes. Klein was on the top of BOTH our lists. He was one of Sharon Kelly's targets, a figure on Mystech's chess board.
He made a bold escape, during recess at trial no less! He attempted to assassinate myself and Sharon. YOU and the Six saved us. He vowed to come back for us, along with Frost and her sisters. Pipeline was on the loose. Rick Riley was behind ALL of this at that time.
Alison...Harbinger...GUARDIAN as she was known in those days...stopped Klein, the only one someone like him COULD be stopped.
::FLASH!::
Oracle said:
<< the rooftop of Illustra>>
Guardian said:
Yes, this morning's catastrophe was revealed to me before, as we had discussed. the one anamoly i couldn't anticipate entirely was PIPELINE. he managed to allude me when he arrived through the communication lines of the courthouse, but NOT once they had reconstituted themselves OUTSIDE the building. Since it was impossible to carry out the trial OTHER steps had to be taken. One thing about MysTech...they definately will exploit their own to achieve their goal and Victor's "rescue" was nothing more than a stepping stone for pipeline to get closer to Sharon and Alycia....he would have been BURIED by Alycia and given the death penalty had the trial concluded...but
:: looking upon Jasmine with an unforgiving glare, Guardian faced the whole group...with her other hand behind her back::
and as for Victor Klein.....
:: she brings her hand forward and FLINGS the DECAPITATED head of Victor Klein to the ground it lands..with a sickening bone rattling sound just at the feet of Haleigh and Jasmine. the face of the severed head is frozen in painfull, shocking fear.::
I took care of him myself.
:: she stood, the shadows cast over her as her cobalt blue eyes glowed. the group knew alison was more than capable of killing. several of them had seen her do so in the past but THIS...this was unexpected and now the group had an idea of what Alison had been up to.::
his body is destroyed....i froze his head before shattering his skeletal system and then blowing him up.
It was a dark, uncertain time. We were looking for Mystech and they were coming for us.
YOU were a pivotal, stabilizing force in the Six at that time. You were the gap between them and US (gesturing between herself and Delilah), "law enforcement".
Not just then, but other times as well. This particular time just stands out to me because of how closely you and I worked together during the trial. You were one of my star witnesses. When Sharon and I were seemingly LOCKED in this "damsel in distress" phase...you never made us feel like idiots for needing your help.
There's another time I think about.
When all the unexplainable bird attacks were happening around the city. Sharon was coming back as the Silver Swan. We didn't know it...and the closer we got to that truth, the less we wanted to believe it.
It was a bad time for all of us.
Haleigh and I were at each other's throats...and you know, I look back on that time now and I wonder WHY she and I wasted so much time being at odds, wanting to "one-up" each other, and even wanting to kill each other!?
Do you remember? You stopped me from taking EMP magnetic wand right up to the War Room floor to try to destroy Haleigh...
Oh I was out of my MIND with grief, rage, a need to do SOMETHING to try to even the scales of..."JUSTICE".
And...the same woman who had saved Sharon and I from perversion of Rick Riley was the woman I was now trying to MURDER with an EMP wand.
But YOU stopped me. You kept me from racing head long over a cliff of emotional chaos.
Haleigh and I said some TERRIBLE things to eachother throughout that whole nightmare, but at the end...we came together. Sharon was rescued and returned to us...
:: She pauses...::
You were alot more kind to me than I deserved back then, Delilah.
I haven't forgotten that.
Things like that...the memories that come from these business cards of ours, these news clippings and pictures...that's why I'm here.
I just wanted to share these with you and let you know that whether you believe me or not...you DO matter and you ARE WANTED. Not just needed...but WANTED, as the person that you are!
You're in HELL right now.
If anybody can attempt to know what being lost in a personal HELL is like...that's me. I've had a few stops in my own personal hell through the years.
I got so carried away...so MESSY after Sharon's death.
But everyone, INCLUDING Haleigh, and YOU, were there to keep me from going BEYOND the point of no return.
Even though there was that one thing...
::FLASH!::
Oracle said:
<< 99th Floor. Alycia's satellite office. A surprise visit/confrontation by recently defeated and humiliated Stavros Cassadine>>
Alycia: ....you're out of your mind if you think you can get away with this!
Stavros: I had...for quite some time! Until YOU kept meddling, INTERFERRING!
:: Stavros slowly circles Alycia's desk, walking toward her, closing in...::
Stavros: You DESTROYED ME....
:: Alycia feels the handle of a golf club, right by her side leaning on the desk! she takes hold of it...::
Stavros: YOU BITCH...YOU....
:: Without warning, he LUNGES for her::
:: GASP!::
:: She doesnt think...she just ACTS! TO SAVE HERSELF!::
:: She dodges his advance and STRIKES Stavros across his back and the back of his head with the golf club, the blow from the golf club and his own momentum work against him as he stumbles, CRASHING INTO AND OUT OF THE WINDOW...and FALLING....99 floors down...to his DEATH::
:: His scream is that of SURPRISE and SHOCK more than fear. It is onlyl silenced by a sickening THUD.::
Oh...my...god!
:: Dropping the golf club and holding her hands up in a moment of utter disbelief, Alycia looks down from the now exposed space in the the window. She looks down...and sees the man, Stavros Cassadine, now lying smashed and mangled on the ground in a pool of his own blood and shattered glass around him::
But that's kind of it's own...seperate issue...
:: She says with tightness in her voice::
But this....YOU.. are why I'm here. I felt lead by Athena to come see you.
You might not think much of her or any other goddess...but I hope you'll believe ME.
:: She looked at Delilah with sincerity in her eyes. She knew the woman had been drinking, but she also knew the woman was made of sterner stuff than most. She could hear...LISTEN and maybe not now, but sometime SOON, she would take what Alycia was saying to heart::
And the ONLY thing I want to say about you, Morgan and Alison?
If Haleigh and I can come through what WE have and reach the point where we LOOK for each other each time we "come back" from whereever it is that each of us may be?
Then ANYTHING is possible.
The people that we...we tear at the most savage are often the ones we have the strongest tie to.
I'm not telling you what to do or how to feel...just that...anything's possible.
:: moving forward on the couch, Alycia looks more intently::
The other thing I want to tell you is... more than one member of the Six has asked me to stick around and help on the front lines. I'm doing that, at least for now.
But I have my eye on settling back in NYC. It feels like the right time.
Maybe you'll want to do that too.
If you do, I'd be happen to give you a life in my vessel.
:: Alycia smiles a bit::
Whatever you decide, whatever you may need, if I can help...please reach out. I know Sharon has probably said some things to you already....so I'm going to give you your space now.
But just know that I'm holding on to HOPE for you. This team, this WORLD is not the same without it's brightest MORNINGSTAR. Maybe she's changing, reorienting herself so that she can shine bright again...that's fine. Like all things, WE (referencing the six and their allies) must give each person time.
Time...and hope.
:: She stood up, walking around the coffee table and taking Delilah's hand into her own.::
Goodnight, Delilah.
:: Smiling a bit::
My offer is always available if you need me to get you out of here.
:: and with that, Alycia takes her leave, leaving the keepsakes of their past lives behind for Delilah to look over and reflect on her past, and her future!::