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:: Taking a seat, Ava's eyes caught James leaving their table and the resturant. Inhaling a deep breath, she looked to Alison who began to talk about Pandora. Letting out a small chuckle, Ava crossed her legs, getting more comfortable. ::

"I'm glad you two are hitting it off, and i'm very pleased Pandora's doing so well. Thank you again for becoming her 'guardian'...so to speak."

:: But the friendly conversation soon turned to that of danger. Ava's expression grew with concern as Alison explained that the six was in danger. Sitting forward instinctively, the goddess immediately got down to buisness. ::

"What's coming, Alison? What did you see?...I should call Morgan."

:: Opening her clutch, Ava withdrew her cell phone, fully prepared to call Morgan and tell her to come back to New York immediately. ::
 
Nicolas emerged into the rainy night, his clothing staying dry until he reached his car. It was a freeing experience to ACTUALLY drive for a change and, except for being in the wrong side of the road, he enjoyed putting his new plaything to use. He sped off in his Bugatti Veyron, music blasting, trying to figure out what to do with himself.

He drove absentmindedly around town, EpMD rhyming about something or another when he arrived at beautiful brownstone in another part of the city, near the college.

Nicolas walked up to the door, hesitated, then knocked. After a few moments of rusting, an extremely attractive woman in her 40s answered the door , her robe beginning to cover her short nightie when she saw him...and her hands allowed the robe to fall back open. She stepped forward and gave him a VERY warm hug and as she kissed him, he deftly turned his head, receiving her offer on his cheek.

MMNH?! You are turning down sugar from me? You MUST really be in love THIS time. I can't ever recall you turning down my affections.

She looked at him, a bit hurt but mostly unphased. After all, she knew that she was never Miss Right, only Ms. Right Now when he came to her. She eyed him, decided to keep the robe open just in case, and pulled him gently inside.

So, Nicolas King, what brings you here to my doorstep?

Her voice was silky smooth, with a hint of Haitian patois, a gift from her mother. She moved smoothly through the dimly lit house and motioned for him to sit. She sat across from him, her nightie too short to bring modesty and she having none when it came to him in any case.

Nicolas sat for a moment, just looking ahead. He sighed, then spoke.

Hello Antoinette. You look beautiful.

But NOT beautiful enough, it appears. Tell me, is she good to you?

Yes.

Then that is all that matters. But you are not here because of her, no?

Nicolas smiled. Antoinette was his first, an exotic caramel-colored beauty who taught him MUCH more than his father paid her to teach when they were in New York, which was often. More important than what she gave him was the fact that she UNDERSTOOD him, even though she did not know everything about him. He looked up at the ceiling as he spoke.

Does it ever get any easier? Between my personal life, Father being gone, so many responsibilities...

Antoinette moved quickly and noiselessly behind him as he spoke, and began rubbing his back.

To whom much is given much is expected. You are a great man, Nicolas. And your father taught you well. He is proud of you now, knowing his son is a succesfull model and businessman in his OWN right as well as a worthy heir and caretaker of his endless fortune. I KNOW you miss him, his guidance and love. But you still have them here <<places her hand in his shirt over his heart>>, Hold onto it and your father will always be close.

Nicolas listened and sat there brooding as Antoinette massaged his back. After a time, he rose quickly and headed for the door. Antoinette followed him, speaking in high excited tones.

Will you not say? It is awful out here, the weather. Stay Nicolas. I'll be good, I promise.

She lied, and Nicolas knew without reading her mind that it was a promise she would not even TRY to keep. He kissed her cheek and gave her a hug, lifting her up a bit as he held her. He was a bit sad as he doubted he would ever see her again, not like this. In order for him to try to REALLY move closer to Morgan, he had to let his safety nets go. It was not easy, but it was time, especially since he doubted she would simply settle for mere friendship without "benefits'. He looked her in the eye and she began to cry softly, his gaze telling her what she hoped never to hear from him. He kissed her forehead.

Goodbye, Antoinette.

Nicolas got into his sportscar and sped away into the night, leaving a very beautiful, very distressed lady behind, most likely for good.
 
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The Parthenon restaurant

:: Alison sat forward a bit as well.::

No...don't call her yet. This time she has with her mother on the west coast...its much needed down time and therapy for them both.

:: she looks at Ava.::

Ive come to you first because you're to be one of the ones who, despite not being a precog, will see the most CLEARLY.

I know what's been happening...and believe me...I WANTED to be here...but just as Morgan had to learn to carry on without me...I had to learn that i cant go "Blinking" around the globe at a moments notice even if i feel i NEED TO. Watching over Pandora...and the "forbiden treasures" of this realm....it is both a blessing and a challenge...but UNLIKE years ago when i abandonned my own natural family as i began my search for knowledge of the dark arts arcane.....my surrogate family in the six has NOT been so easy to abandon. my ....my heart wont LET me.

:: this coming from ALISON was no small thing. the seer looked at her goblet of Hemlock which seemed to magickly refresh and refill itself again.::

With Sharon alive again...and Riley dead...it would seem that MysTech was effectively no more....but that is not so. a fog of uncertainty hangs around the six. But one thing is CLEAR...the prophecy that i decreed to Haleigh about mutants and metahumans being exposed...and hunted down on a national scale by the federal government...it has NOT lessened even WITH her changing course.

there are things that have to be uncovered...and there are some on the six whose hearts and minds will become clouded..BLINDED to the danger that looms.


I have to be here....to try to help STOP what is coming.

Let's go back to Illustra. We can speak in my old apartment....and it will allow Haleigh and Alycia the time to fullfil the interaction i see them having in the most probable and immediate time thread.
 
meanwhile

<< Morgan and Karen were staying in posh Hilton brand property. having completed the business they set out for during the day and Morgan obliging several photogs and giving an impromptu to a popular L.A. fashion magazine, she and her mother enjoyed a quiet dinner and then returned to the hotel, finishing off the evening in the piano bar with a few drinks and some soft modern jazz.>>

<< Both women seemed so refreshed and relaxed and appeared to be just as good at "taking it easy" as they were at casting spells. it was the first time in a long way that mother and daughter were able to interact OUTSIDE the dynamic of the six.>>

<< but even though they were enjoying themselves, Morgan couldnt help but secretly wonder about Sharon and the rest of the Six and what they were doing. and her mind fixed on Nicolas. she imagined him holding and cuddling Tinkerbell when he thought no one was watching. She had left Tink in his care while the kitten was left with Delilah.>>

<< Morgan couldnt wait to return home...to see them all...to see Nicolas but in this moment, she also relished being outside the confines of Illustra and all the responsibility that went with it.>>

<< daydreaming abit...images of herself in her many costumes flashed through her mind, from as far back as her days with VALIANT when STYLE was more important than functionality all the way through the Inferno with that unholy, demonic costume, and her "Barbarella" phase immediately POST Inferno....right up till her death. Her return and the wearing of the Inferno costume to symbolize her VICTORY and control...and now the current custome she wore. she'd had many looks...many styles...but the changes she'd been through were all so much MORE than cosmetic or skin deep...the most NOTICEABLE one was letting a MAN into her heart and her life.>>

<< she wondered what Alison and Delilah would think?>>

<< after saying goodnight to her mother, she retired to her own suite...undressing and preparing for bed. as she slipped into the bed and began to fall asleep.....her mind's eye came alive as her physical body shut down.>>

the dream zone

<< in keeping with all things "past"....Morgan suddenly finds herself wearing her first costume as a super heroine....when she joined VALIANT...a design by GUCCI consisting of a black leather front lace up corsett which showed off a tantilizing view of perky cleavage and a black leather mini skirt completely with matching black leather , knee length, front lace up high heeled boots, a black leather spiked chocker and spiked/studded black leather wrist cuffs. her hair was bone straight and parted down the middle, resting just below her shoulders and flowing a bit. it was a sexy but SEVERE outfit...to match her blood thirsty, ball busting personality....with the exception of Delilah, the members of the Six would probably NOT have lasted long in a room with her back then...she was young, EXTREMELY bitchy and brutal...confident and reckless in her powers...as wild and unbridled as a violent cloud burst.>>

<< she found herself stalking the halls of an eerie, dark, victorian mansion...with creepy sounds...like a wailing wind or howling coyote...or the cries of spirits in the air....but the scowl on her face clearly indicated she was unafraid....LIMBO had this and WORSE.>>

<< descending a spiral stair case..she left the mansion and found herself in a highly industrialized, sprawling boiler room expanse....sounds of steam, fire, energy could be heared...and it LOOKED like a metallic hell but there was also the aspect of a laboratory as well.>>

<< she looked a bit confused...what was this place and why was she here? >>

<< she looked around...walking backwards...and bumped into something..turning around....she GASPS and staggers backward as she looks up..and sees a bloody , broken body...that of NICOLAS hanging from a CHAIN his body has been experimented upon and it is GROTESQUE but she knows in her heart its HIM! as she exhales in shock and disgust..she trrips and stumbles over another body...that of DELILAH'S on the floor....the woman looks twisted, malformed and hideos...bound in chains to the grated floor.>>

WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!?

<< suddenly she seems unnerved as she backs away...reeling from this...trying to turn the fear into RAGE so that she can do what she does best...ANNIHILATE FIRST ask questions later...>>

<< But before she can...she's GRABBED from behind...by a large hulking figure...he jumped out of NO WHERE..yelling with a predatory cry as he seizes her and pulls her back and over a railing...sending her to fall...into th e waiting jaws of a GIANT SNAKE.>>

<< she SCREAMS so loud that thunder CRASHES in the dream zone and SHE herself jolts awake in her bed in the hotel with a START of fear.....breathing heavily and "glowing" with perspiration....placing her hand on her heaving chest....the moonlight from the sky shines in and she soon calms herself....>>

a dream....a horrid dream....

<< she says in a half whisper....>>

maybe its just too much imagination....anxiety....maybe guilt over not being there?.....im just being...

<< she wasnt sure.>>

there's nothing wrong...Ava assured me....

<< she looked at the clock...it felt like she'd been LABORING in her dream for HOURS but only 2 hours had passed.

<< she slowly laid down.>>

I'm being ridiculous...ive got power...if something was to attack me...i could fight it off....ive got to get a grip. if something was wrong...they'd call me and we'd be there in a flash....i just dont know how to vacation....that's all...

<< and soon...after a little bit..she settled herself and began to fall asleep....unaware that a subtle shadow of danger WAS descending across the horizon of the six and their allies. she would soon be back with them, and her dear Nicolas and if something WAS to happen..if some monster or thing was to come, they'd all face it together...RIGHT?>>
 
:: Ava listened as Alison explained the threat of expsure could still happen, even with Haleigh's emotional turn around. Something was brewing, and it didn't sit well with the goddess. Although reluctant to leave Morgan in the dark, Ava closed her phone and returned it to her purse. Pushing her chair back, she rose from her seat just as Alison did. ::

"Alright, lets go."

:: It was nice to have Alison back in the mix, but she wished it was under better circumstances. Walking with Alison through the resturant, the coat clerk already had her shoulder wrap held out for her, allowing her to grab it as she passed, without stopping. Wrapping it around herself, Ava kept her voice low enough for only Alison to hear -- she didn't want hotel guests hearing tidbits of information about magick, battles, and mutants. ::

"Is it clear in yoru minds eye that MysTech if definiately behind this?"

:: As they continued to converse, both Ava and Alison made their way out to Ava's awaiting limo. ::
 
Nicolas sped back to Illustra, his head clearing, mind more at ease than when he had left Sharon's. He was happy for her, but he also knew that he could not ensure that all days would be so happy for them all.

He teleported from the garage to his room and walked over to his laptop supercomputer. As he opened a special program on the machine he held out his other hand, which was filled with treats for his adopted babies. Tink and the kitten emerged from the shadows and made their way to a seat besdie him, taking the food and a warm rub as he perused plans for a refuge away from here, just in case they HAD to leave. Basic plans were underway; indeed, the real estate had already been purchased, with the sovereignty in enough doubt that it could be manipulated as needed. He checked the day's progress on things, made some large transactions to cover basic infrastructure, and then he closed the notebook, laying back with the cats to go to sleep. As he stretched out, he pulled off his clothing and curled up with an Afghan and his two new friends.
 
Illustra

:: walking with Ava, a studious hotel attendant handed Alison her black cloak. she took it in stride and put it on again as they left the Parthenon to go to the awaiting limo.::

Mystech..as it WAS, is no more. but too many events have taken place, too many lives have changed and when a vacuum occurs due to the loss of "power"....there's always someone willing to fill that vaccum.

:: inside the luxury cabin of Ava's limo, Also sat with her legs crossed at the knee.::

for weeks now, I have been haunted by a growing presence...an image that will not fade. a mansion in a forest. something that I dont know WHY i hadnt "seen" before. It is in the same stretch of forest where Sharon's cottage was. Your predecessor, Alexis Quatermaine was apart of the team when I was last there, to rescue Sharon from the Super Soldier.

but her cottage was not there by accident or mere coincidence.

There's a secret that lies within that forest that is apart of a mountain range known as ARKLAY and it relates to mystech's past...and to our future.

:: Ava would remember ALYCIA mentioning that for the first time in the Danger Room only hours ago.::

Someone is trying to dig up the past...and their actions will DOOM us all! This is not like before...where it could be averted...hearts and minds will be clouded and we will experience betrayal and loss...

:: as the returned to Illustra, the storm continued to run its course, but the rains seemed to slack a bit. the limo went around the circular drive of Illustra's office park and Ava and Alison went inside. It was the first time Alison had been back here since they had LEFT for their mission in Greece. she secretly enjoyed the feeling of "coming home"...but she too wished it was under better circumstances. At the moment, no one but Ava knew Alison was here but that would soon change depending on who was aware enough. ::

:: in the elevator on the way up to Ava's floor, Alison looked directly at her.::

Ava, my presence here...will not be well received for very long. THAT is one indication of how bad it will get. I need at least ONE person who can keep their eyes open and their mind CLEAR. The things that i may say or do will be harsh at times...but i am doing it because this is my FAMILY and i must protect them. this is MORE than "well being of the people"...this is PERSONAL.


:: Ava hadnt seen how brutal Alison was when the six first formed. But even in those times she DID have a reason for being a marble hard bitch.::
 
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Nicolas sat bolt upright, nearly dislodging the napping felines. As he slid off the side of the bed, he reached out as much as he could to confirm what he had sensed then did the math, his mind spinning.

Morgan and Karen were in California, and Alison was in Greece, unless...

Computer, scan biosignatures for Alison Marble. Is she present?

Affirmative.

Location?

Outside Hallway, Ava's residential suite.

Nicolas dressed quickly, careful to look his best for someone he doesn't see that often, and took the elevator

Arriving at Ava's floor, he robbed the gift shop down the street (once again!) for a dozen red roses for Alison and an arrangement of potted Greek Orchids for Ava and rang the doorbell...
 
:: During their ride back to Illustra, Alison mentioned something that instantly got Ava's attention. A mansion...Was it just a coincidence that Alycia had just played a holographic scenerio with a creepy mansion...or was there something more that Alycia wasn't sharing with the group. Regardless, this was definately useful information. ::

"Earlier this afternoon, we [the six] were testing out the newly built Danger Room when Alycia ran a simulation of an old mansion. Sharon became extremely aggitated and went balistic...we had to cut the session short. This can't be a simple coincidence."

:: Finally, the limo arrived in front of Illustra. Climbing out, both woman made their way into the building and through the vast lobby. ::

"With Sharon's cottage in the same strip of woods as this mansion you speak of, perhaps Alycia knows more about it than we suspect."

:: Entering the elevator, Ava pressed the 104th button before leaning back against the railing that lined the wall. Sighing out, so many things were running through the goddesses head. It just didn't sit well with her knowing that if Alycia DID know about this mansion, WHY would she be running it when Sharon was in the room? It was obvious how distraught she was....shaking her head, Ava looked to Alison who began to address her again. ::

"I know better than anyone how dedicated you are to the six. Just because you're living in Greece doesn't mean you care any less for this team. I have you back, don't worry. I've been on this teams bad side before, it's nothing new."

:: Trying to lighten the mood somewhat, finally, the elevator came to a hault, prompting the doors to open. Exiting onto her floor, Ava made her way down the hall and to her penthouse. Entering, she allowed Alison in first, then entered herself; turning the lights on as she closed the door behind her. Onyx happily came prancing from the hallway -- no doubt hogging Ava's bed -- to greet her master. Smiling, Ava bent down, giving her purring panther a nice rub behind her ears. ::

"Hey sweetheart."

:: Standing, she patted Onyx's head, then gestured to her livingroom, offering Alison a seat. ::

"May I get you something to drink?"

:: Preparing to head to the kitchen, the doorbell began to chim throughout her home. ::

"Computer, who's at the door?"

>> Nicolas King, aka, Rampage.

:: Rolling her eyes, surprise surprise. It hadn't even been five minutes since Alison had entered Illustra, and Nicolas was already ready to jump her bones, so to speak. :p Sometimes Ava wondered if he had tracking devises on the six's woman. ::

"I should have known.."

:: Walking to her door, she opened it to see Nicolas holding a dozen red roses and a pot of Greek Orchids. ::

"Nicolas...what a pleasent surprise."

:: Sadly, her tone didn't match her kind greeting. Opening the door to allow him to enter her home, she took the plant from him before closing the door. ::
 
Illustra- 105th floor

I knew that you'd be willing to listen, and understand.

:: as Alison removed her cloak, she listend as Ava spoke with attentive feeling and resolve. She could tell the woman had found her standing within the Six and while she may not have been OVERLY friendly with some among them, she had been showing that she could pull her weight and deserved the trust of the team. all was as it should be.::

I dont see Alycia attempting to CONCEAL anything with the intent of deception. But there IS a backstory that she has kept under wraps and it was PER Sharon's own request when she was originally alive. the problem now is that with her new persona of silver swan, sharon's old memories (or blocking of those memories) is no longer the way it was. she's remembering more NOW than she perhaps ALLOWED herself to remember. there was a TRAUMA ...one that she sustained long before she became a senator and one that was born out of a ruse concocted my MYSTECH! it's all connected.

:: down the hall and into Ava's luxury apartment, Alison , still carrying her cloak, noted the beautifull panther.::

Morgan has her little baby, tinkerbell...and you have Tink's "distant cousin" down here i see.

:: taking a seat as offered, Alison looked around...noting the vastly different setting of this space now with Ava as opposed to Alexis.::

Hmm...if you have any "top shelf" Hemlock...i could use a bit to warm my bones...transcontinental "blinking" can leave a witch feeling rather cold.

:: she said with a bit of a smile::

:: crossing her legs at the knee, the door chimes sounded off and she already knew who was there.::

always "johnny on the spot"...if i didnt KNOW him...id cry STALKER

:: laughing softly to herself as Ava graciously invited him in...she waited until he came before her before she would stand to receive his greeting and gift.::

Nicolas....good to see you agian.

:: she said with a genial tone. he would note her new look, the longer hair with auburn highlights, the blue corsetted top and black mini skirt.::
 
Ava. A pleasure as always.

Nicolas echoed Ava's tone, not really feeling cold towards her, just willing to let her get a little of what she was giving off.

I was thinking that you could use some company. Here, something to treat WELL.


Nicolas gave Ava the Orchids, then walked over to where Alison sat. As she stood, she was freakin' hot in her miniskirt and corset and new sexy hairdo, so he winked good-naturedly as she greeted him.

And you are certainly the sight for sore eyes. You look absolutely irresistable. Please accept these and my compliments.

Nicolas spoke in earnest, truly hating that she had left and missing her as he had just began to get closer to Alison when she had to go. In a way it was a cruel blow to the mutant, who felt he had his share of haters on the team, to see someone who actually had warmed to him leave suddenly. So he was genuinely happy until he noted the lines in her face and suddenly realized that this was probably no social trip. He looked at her earnestly, his smile fading slightly as he sighed before speaking.

OOOOKAY Seer, I have a feeling this is no vacation here. Something is up. What's the 411?
 
"How sweet."

:: With a deadpan tone, Ava held the plant Nicolas gave her, the plant immediately wilting to black before his eyes. Raising a single brow, she gave a faint smirk before walking away from him and into the kitchen to dispose of the plant. Placing it on her island, Ava wrinkled her nose, hating to throw away a perfectly good speciment of orchid. Sighing out, as much as she HATED to admit it, Nicolas knew her likes and dislikes pretty well....and it really bugged her. Shaking her head, Ava proceeded to grab a martini glass. Opening a kitchen cabinet filled with vials of different potions and other ingridiants that would normally be found in Morgan's or Alison's apartments, Ava withdrew a vial of Hemlock. Pouring the toxic liquid into the martini glass, she then turned to the fridge, taking out one bottle of beer and one bottle of flavored sparkling water. Holding both glass bottles in one hand and the martini full of Hemlock in the other, she proceeded to make her way back into the livingroom where Nicolas and Alison were conversing. ::

"You're in luck, I had one vial of Hemlock left."

:: Handing Alison her drink, Ava glanced at Nicolas, before handing him the bottle of beer. ::

"Here."

:: Sitting down on her sofa, Ava opened up her flavored sparkling water and took a small swig. Onyx sat near by, eyeing up Nicolas. Although she had sway over animals, she refused to take away their free will...so much to Ava's displeasure, Onyx moved to Nicolas, placing her chin on his knee, desperately seeking some hands on attention. ::

:: Sitting back, Nicolas asked what the 411 was. Ava decided to let Alison explain what was going on. ::
 
Ava'a apartment

Smiling crookedly, Nicolas watched Ava do EXACTLY what he expected her to do, simply out of spite. She was a hell-raiser, and the idea that she rebelled against his overtures only served to encourage Nicolas. Besides he genuinely liked her, and he would not allow the fact that she probably did not feel the same way to stop him. As she walked away to dispose of it, Nicolas called to her in a sing-song tone.

If you're going to be like that, I can have a TON of those here by morning, pretty Greek lady!

Nicolas joked, as he waited for her to offer the beer, thanked her profusely, then teleported away the dead plant, replacing it with a newer, even more beautiful arrangement.

As he sat with the beer, Onyx came over, nuzzling his knee. He easily picked up the large feline, playing with her and spoiling her rotten just as he had done for Tink and Kitty. She was playful and loving, and he (and Ava) realized that she was quickly becoming attached, and that visits would soon become par for the course for Nicolas. He spoke to Onyx before listening again to the Harbinger. Amazingly, she seemed to understand FULLY.

If mommy says OK, I'll bring you a treat soon.

He noticed that he had become a bit distracted. He cleared his throat and began rubbing Onyx's head to placate her while looking intently at Alison.

OK, I'm back now. So spill it, Seer. What's bothering you?
 
"What happened at Arklay, Alycia?"

Haleigh's voice came out of nowhere and it was difficult to tell how long the hybrid had been there... but she stepped forward to reveal her presence to Alycia. Her tone wasn't forceful but it was definitely firm.

"I realize that you may have reservations about telling me, for whatever reasons... but I need to know.... Why did Sharon react the way she did.... why did she blame you..... and what is the full story about the mansion? I reran the simulation after everybody left.... to be perfectly honest, the place gave me the creeps.... and I don't GET the creeps very often."

She said, folding her arms across her chest and moving closer to Alycia.

"I want to help Sharon TOO, Alycia. I know you and Morgan and Karen don't think that's the best idea.... because of what happened before.... but we're past that now.... i'm past that... and I believe I can help her because we.... share a similar affliction. However.... in order to be fully prepared to help her.... I need to understand MORE about her than just how she feels about Mystech."
 
Parthenon- diamond executive suite

:: after a couple hours, Alycia had begun to drift off to sleep in an over sized chair with ottoman. the storm outside had a lulling effect but the tranquility would not last long as Haleigh decided to suddenly APPEAR like something out of a horror movie moment.::

:: Alycia gave a start as she grabbed her repulsor blaster and took definate aim, training it on Haleigh as she scrambled to her feet, kicking the ottoman out ahead of her in order to stumble her would be assailant. FAST reation time for the former DA, an indicator of her new level of physical discipline and training...but as she stood there, in her green gem toned mini robe, holding her blaster with dexterity, she quickly realized it was Haleigh and slowly lowered it.::

"what HAPPENED" to COURTESY? couldnt you have used the DOOR like anyone else?

:: Alycia turned on a soft light to provide more illumination in the lounge where they were. it was obvious the woman was a little irritated by the manner that Haleigh chose to reveal herself as she exhaled loudly , the blaster now at her side.::

You....ran the simulation AGAIN?

:: she seemed a bit taken aback but then she recovered.::

Haleigh, somethings are better left unsaid and what your asking about, is none of your business. I made a stupid mistake...i should have factored in thaat the computer would pick up on Sharon's vitals and information and react accordingly...but as i said, i was getting used to the new hardware and technology.

:: Alycia walked from where Haleigh was standing, knowing the woman would persist and follow.::

You're not going to go away, are you?

:: she said with knowing agitation. she didnt like being questioned. SHE was the one who asked the questions.::

Well, i dont feel like fighting with you and you're right...what's in the past should be LEFT there..not just between US...but in Sharon's as well. SHe has the right to live her life FREE of past trauma.

:: she was now in the kitchen, putting the kettle on the island to make some tea.::

Arklay mansion sits on a strip of mountain and forest range by the same name. It is a decent HIKE away from Sharon's cottage and the reason being...is because the mansion belonged to ..." Lord Spencer". He and one other man a controversial scientist named James Marcus, were co investors , co founders of what would become MYSTECH...in the early 1960's.

Arklay Mansion is one of the best kept secrets of the gov't....mainly because they have looked the other way for DECADES since..."the incident." to ADMIT knowledge of it wouuld mean that government had at some point KNEW the potential for danger posed by the questionable and suspicious happenings in that mountain area not to mention the fact that many people have disappeared there through the years and NONE of the original mystech lab workers, doctors and scientists have EVER been accounted for since the Mansion was seemingly abandonned.

:: looking at Haleigh for a moment.::

I want you to know that i dont appreciate you coming here like this. there are BETTER ways to communicate and if you plan on stirring this up again...you better be prepared for one hell of a backlash.

would you care for some tea?

::prepared to make the woman a cup, she continued.::

Lord Spencer was 'old money' with pockets as DEEP as his influence...His desire for privacy and anonymity rivals that of howard hughes, only the wealthy, powerfull or well connected had any idea of him and to this day, the general populace is UNAWARE of his existence. as far as most people were concerned, MALICE was the face of Mystech..and even I didnt know this back story until recently.


long story short? he invited sharon and her husband, robert kelly to the mansion for a "party" back in the early 80's...it was his intention to try to persuade Robert Kelly a wealthy stock trader and the son of a prominent family in Conneticutt, to a) invest in the company that would come to be named ...join "the family" and b) to give his son Kyle over for research. the goings on in the arklay research facility undeground were abominable...the stuff that only science fiction movies and mad criminals could think of. but they were still not quite as successfull with the development of the "T" and "G" viruses, human experimentation prooved to be disastrous and plant and animal results were varied but hardly usefull in a large scale. As you know....YOU are infected with the T virus and Kyle was a mutant....they wanted him for research. Sharon would not allow it....and...they TRAPPED them in the mansion, seperating them in various areas and levels. Robert was doomed... though he had an analytical mind and was good at solving puzzles, he starved to death while trying to figure out a way to escape the under ground maze. Through painstaking research, i later learned that Kyle was subjected to brutal experimentation..and died after prolonged exposure to the "G" virus...his body was never recovered. it was believed that his corpse was sent to the "dead factory"...the place where Mystech would frequently discard "bio hazards" and other failed biological experiments for incineration. But of them all, SHARON was able to evade and allude the shocking horrors that lay in the mansion...long enough to escape...but not without help.

You see....I had already met Sharon in college. We were friends even then. By now, i was already "up and coming' and had lots of friends and contacts. I knew that she was going to this "party" ...and she had told me she feared something would happened, so i hired someone....a mercenary with EXTENSIVE military, black ops and other strategic background to tail Sharon and her family. When we didnt hear from her for days...he went in. what he found....was ....the stuff HORROR MOVIES were made of. He rescued Sharon and they escaped....i was waiting for them on the outskirts of the Arklay Mansion...at the cottage and once there....we left together. Neither he NOR I knew, at the time, what that mansion stood for....or of its massive underground facility....OR of its many undergroung connections that reached as far as NYC. NO one knew what it would come to represent....

Sharon was devastated....and I was...at a loss. I didnt know what to do...so i used my contacts and pulled strings and had Lord Spencer assassinated. it was a simple matter of "spreading the word" and convincing his investors ...MALICE among them...that he was going to cut them OUT of the growing profits or WORSE, set THEM up for the fall if word of the murder of Robert and Kyle got out...not to mention of MysTech's other unthinkable activities, which at the time were all still very well hidden. This power vacuum made it possible for Malice and Stavros to take over to propell MysTech to the heights that YOU came to know it. The Arklay mansion was soon abandonned as growing reports of people disappearing and 'bizarre murders involving canabalism" were bring more attention to the remote mountain range I was playing a game...and had no idea how HIGH the stakes were....the connections we ALL share because of Mystech...were only just becoming clear to me...and to your famlies no doubt. we can look back and see the timeline so there's no need to go on further about that.

Sharon knew what i had done...and she was OKAY with it. She relocated back to New York and began to champion the cause of mutants at a time when it was so taboo...this allowed her to WIN her seat on the senate and dedicated her life to ENDING the threat of MysTech...and NOW you can figure out why they sent MASTER MOLD after her. She wasnt....just a random victim....they knew exactly what they were doing..

the only OTHER person who knows about this...is the man who helped rescue Sharon from Arklay....and I havent seen him...for YEARS. I paid him well and told him to keep quiet or he would forfeight his life.

:: thunder rumbles as Alycia ends the "short version" of the story....looking right at Haleigh with her hazel eyes. she basically just told haleigh that sharon's family was among the first victims of the GENESIS of the endeavor that would become the global entity known as mystech AND that after being lured to the mansion lord spencer MURDERED her husband and son. Alycia also FURTHER cemented the fact that SHE herself was far from "innocent" in the ways of covert activity as she admitted to having yet another man of power gunned down. But obviously there was a reason why Arklay had remained a secret for so long...and it looked like another caper was brewing around it.::





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Illustra-105th floor

:: Alison smirked as Ava made short work of the orchids. ANYTHING to spite him! The OLD Morgan would be proud...but it was clear that Morgan was changing...slowly but surely. No one minded the changes as much as SHE did...always worrying that she was going "soft."::

:: as Nicolas greeting Alison, she knew he wanted a hug, and she obliged.::

You're looking handsome as ever. Gotta keep that body UP if you want to keep Morgan's interest!

:: she winked. she already knew where they were in their courtship.::

:: as he presented her with roses, she took them and looked them over.::

how sweet. i feel like the winner of a beauty pageant. thank you ava.

:: another moment of humour from the precog as she sat down, taking the drink from Ava and watching as Nicolas showed a gentle side, playing with the panther. if she didnt know better...she could swear she heard the panther PURRING a bit. ::

how cute

As i told Ava...i'm here because i CAN be. My citizenship hasnt changed and Alycia is keeping it that way for me. But the prophecy i decreed unto Haleigh....it seems as though it will STILL come to pass. Not because of Haleigh...but because someone ELSE is trying to dig up the past.... I can't be sure just WHO ...but their soul is as black as MORGAN'S or MY OWN...which means they have NO QUALMS and will do ANYTHING to achieve their goal. the blackness of confusion and dischord creeps closer...some hearts and minds from this team will be held captive by it.

I'm haunted by images of a mansion...in the same stretch of forest ...but in the mountain range overlooking Sharon's cottage.

:: Nicolas would remember the simulation in the danger room as well.::

As i told Ava....i'm here because this goes BEYOND "the wellfare of the people"....as i see it....when things reach critical mass...and believe me..they will...all the good that we've done...all that we might still do...will mean NOTHING. being a mutant, a metahuman or a witch...will come to mean being marked for DEATH.

This is PERSONAL for us....for Sharon...as much as it is for the one who would bring about our downfall.

:: she looks at a clock nearby.::

it's late. we should all rest. i'll have to go through this AGAIN tomorrow anyway with Haleigh, Delilah and then Morgan.

But at least...I'm here now.
 
Nicolas' smile faded as Harbinger spoke. He wondered what it must be like to have a power such as hers and the burden to being the bearer of bad news. he nodded, somber but not shocked by her news. It confirmed what he had been finding on other fronts. The idea that there was a focal point for it all had occurred to him, but he was amazed at the speed at which people fill that void of hate. he had already begun a process of diverting his monies to avoid seizure, one advantage being that his father was Swiss and therefore he enjoyed the status of citizen in a traditionally neutral country. But he knew that if push came to shove, money would be the least of their worries. He continued rubbing Onyx as he thought, looking into the distance as Alison's words soaked in.

With a start he turned to Alison and smiled.

Well, I wish it were under better circumstances, but it is DAMNED good to see you, girl. I will see you tomorrow. Ava? Thanks for your hospitality. Spending time with Onyx was a treat. And Onyx?

He nuzzles the large feline then picks her up, looking into her eyes.

Ask Mommy nicely if I can get you a leg of lamb tomorrow and I will see what I can do.

He gently placed the panther on the floor, rubbing her side once more before heading for the door.

Goodnight , ladies.

As he nodded to them, he simply disappeared, teleporting back to his room. As he sat heavily back on the couch, he picked up his phone and dialed.

I know its late, but not too bad there with the time zone adjustment. Besides, I have awakened her for much baser reasons before.

Morgan Victoria's cell phone broke the silence in her room as it rang...
 
Haleigh didn't flinch or even BLINK as Alycia sprung into defensive reaction.... in fact, she appeared to have quite expected it and let it run its course. The ottoman toppled over and Alycia hissed in warning, but it wasn't until Alycia settled down once more and lowered her weapon that Haleigh responded. Alycia was affronted that Haleigh had not made use of the front door.

"And what, stand out in the hallway, in the open where anybody can happen upon me, while I wait for you to decide if you'd like to bother with seeing me or not? Come ON Alycia, be REASONABLE. Why do you think I bother with drawing the curtains closed and turning down the lights and shutting off the security cameras and the WHOLE DAMN cloak and daggar routine.... for shits and giggles? No.... it's because YOU are MUCH better off if NOBODY knows that I'm here.... or that you even KNOW I exist. I UNDERSTAND that this infringes on your personal space and I'm sorry that it has to be this way.... but in the interest of your SAFETY.... a little violation of privacy is NECESSARY. So the answer to your question is NO, I couldn't have used the door like anyone else. Because I'm NOT anyone else."

Alycia said:
You....ran the simulation AGAIN?

"Of COURSE. I needed ANSWERS.... you tore out of there like a bat out of hell and Sharon beat you by a stride.... I had to know just WHAT would make two strong, fearless women leave so goddamn quickly." She replied flatly as she followed Alycia into the kitchen, nonplussed by the whole its-nunya-damn-business speech. Haleigh leaned back against the counter with a stubborn, defiant expression.

You're not going to go away, are you?

"Have I ever?" She deadpanned, and then when offered tea: "Why YES, thank you."

She let Alycia spill the story relatively uninterrupted. She did, however, offer interjectory commentary.... mostly rhetorical questions that served to prove she was still following the crazy train of Mystech beginnings.

the goings on in the arklay research facility undeground were abominable...the stuff that only science fiction movies and mad criminals could think of.

"Oh, you mean like the procedures Mystech performed on Sharon and I that turned us INTO such freaks of nature?"

Through painstaking research, i later learned that Kyle was subjected to brutal experimentation..and died after prolonged exposure to the "G" virus...his body was never recovered. it was believed that his corpse was sent to the "dead factory"...the place where Mystech would frequently discard "bio hazards" and other failed biological experiments for incineration.

[after a sip of tea]"Well, I don't buy THAT for a second.... there's PLENTY of people that I thought were dead..... that WEREN'T."

Alycia finished.... including the slight bombshell that she'd intentionally gotten someone killed. Haleigh's expression never changed.... but to her.... LITTLE was surprising. She mulled the story over for a minute. UNLIKE Stav's accidental death, Haleigh didn't bother to make a point about Alycia having a hand in this 'Spencer' character's demise. She drank a good deal of her tea, apparently not bothered by the searing temperature of the just-off-the-boil liquid, and then nodded softly.

"Well.... that does explain quite a lot. Not ONLY was Arklay the place where Sharon lost a big part of herself.... but the Mansion represents the CORE of Mystech for her..... where it ALL started. THAT'S why she reacted so fiercely.... and why she instantly blamed you.... you were the only other person who could have known about what happened there. [short pause] Have you ever been back there..... or do you really believe it was abandonned all those years ago?"
 
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Sweet banner! Love the long posts. ;)
meanwhile, in L.A.

<< Morgan lay, sleeping once again in her suite, after having settled herself from her nightmare. but sleep was apparently meant to be fleeting for the sorceress as her phone began to chime and vibrate...>>

<<GROAN!!>>

<< Morgan rolled over..feeling about the nightstand for the phone before snatching it. not moving her eye mask, the sorceress exhaled loudly as she accepted the call.>>

.....HELLO!?
 
Morgan...Oh shit...I..uhh, was hoping you were awake already.

Morgan would quickly recognize Nicolas' agitation as he uncharacteristically fumbled, struggling to put his thoughts to words. He finally found them and sighed heavily, hoping that her testiness from sleep interruption was now subsiding. His voice was strong but agitated, his words quickly spilling out.

Honey, I want you to NEVER FORGET...no matter what comes, I will always be there and look out for you, no matter the sacrifice. It has ALWAYS been this way and it will always be this way, for as long as I still have breath. NEVER FORGET THAT. Do you hear me?

Nicolas was quite worked up, his breath quick into the phone. Morgan would recognize the rarity of this due to his physiology...
 
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