The Blue Moon

[Harbinger]

A moment

I love ..yyou….baby brother…

:arkness fell across her mind and soul. She was certain she had just fell into the always eager embrace of death and oblivion, with only her baby brother’s passion, emotion and painful resignation echoing in the last faint glimpse of consciousness she had…::

…

………

:: a voice…::

Harbinger, Keeper of TIME, WAKE UP!

::Alison's soul is still intact. She’s still housed in HER OWN BODY! She’s not dead!::

BARBARA!?

 

[Barbara Minerva]

Barbara Minerva, original mistress of the aerie - astral ghost

[ the ethereal, sparkling astral form that is a small piece …an ECHO if you will…of this island and mansion’s former mistress, Barbara Minerva, world reknown adventurer, ally to Persephone, the MOE and most recently The Six, before her brave sacrifice and subsequent reward from Athena to become an Amazon. The woman HERSELF has no memory of her former life…BUT in that lifetime, which spanned across time and space, much like Ororo as she appears in Limbo & most recently (as the result of the Inferno) Bianca Ceasul, a piece of Barbara’s formidable soul remains embued in this island and mansion…a psychic resonance that Harbinger and Rampage have both sensed before in these walls]

….BARBARA!?

Yes…& no.


[ the ethereal form of Barbara’s astral echo looks upon a bewildered Harbinger]

This is no trick or hallucination on your part…but this is not the WHOLE of Barbara Minerva, now simply known as MINERVA, the Amazon on Themyscira either.
There is A part of me will ALWAYS be connected to this place! Like your weather witch, Ororo, Myself and Bianca Ceasul, this mansion and island exist as a temporal anamoly…appearing across time & space EXACTLY the same.


I lived in this very place in Persephone’s timeline as well…and after more than one life time devoted to my true calling & passion…a part of my very soul was embued into this place…a place that YOU now have guarded since my transition from the mortal world to Themyscira.


You have proven to be a most capable and WORTHY successor to my work and legacy, Alison. It was knowing that YOU had been chosen, which allowed ME to move on and accept Athena’s reward. You’ve come SO FAR! You stood so STRONG against Circe under this Blue Moon, you and your friends! You must not let go now! She wants to come back to this world through this place because of Pandora and her box!


I laid down my life to help you stop Circe last time…you honored my sacrifice by correcting the sins of the past and preserving the present …now YOU must do your part to CLOSE THE DOOR on Circe!

[Gesturing for Harbinger to prepare to tie up loose ends in her world]


HARBINGER! I never ran from a fight. I never gave up…and neither do you. Use the remaining touch of Prophet’s EMPATHY to rouse yourself to consciousness. Circe’s spell was BROKEN by Spellbinder but The mansion and ALL that is inside of it are in danger! If you don’t WAKE UP and use your power through the TIME STAFF to CLOSE the time/space vortex created by Circe, the WORLD will not survive the secrets that I and now YOU keep safely under lock & key! The WORLD needs you. YOUR FAMILY NEEDS YOU!

 

[Harbinger]

Minerva's mansion- closing the door

:: Prophet , so strong, so intense throughout this evening’s events, even as he pushed himself to keep his friends anchored against the irresistible pull of Circe’s deadly vortex…he “heard” his sister’s weakened astral self…and ANOTHER “voice”…FELT another PRESENCE. He could not devote much of his own consciousness to further investigate…as he was wholly committed to saving himself, Firebird, Charope, Arsenal and the fallen witches from being pulled into oblivion or worse!::

:: but then…much to his unsuspecting HORROR, as he was still not quite sure of the status of his sister, Alison begins to fade away…before finally VANISHING in a swirl of glowing blue/back orbs. ::

:: the others begin to react with dismay as well. It was NOT intentional on Alison’s part....but she was still weakened…and there was little time::

::just a few seconds…though it may as well have been MINUTES in this dire situation.::

::Finally, a column of swirling, blue/black glowing orbs forms OUTSIDE of Prophet’s TK field, coalescing into the form of Harbinger, who is once more holding her Time Staff. She quickly gestures, the large red garnett jewel at the top of the staff sounds off as it ignites the remaining reserve of Harbinger’s power, adding to it’s own special and unique temporal based abilities.::

::In a trembling but GRIM voice she speaks::

Not now….not EVER…Circe!

I Harbinger, the Keeper of Time, command… SPELL OF EVIL BEGONE!

:: And with that, the witch STRIKES, BREAKING the link between this place and Circe’s last activated spell, closing the vortex. the soft pink SPHERE of temporal power that Harbinger directed at the vortex then EXPANDS to encompass ALL of the mansion and the surrounding ISLAND restoring normal order and pace to the time and space in the mansion from top to bottom. The GLOBE of that energy fades....and Harbinger...sinks to her knees in utter exhaustion...::

oh...hecate...

:: she's trembling...but conscious...and VERY weak::

 

[Spellbinder]

The Underworld- VANQUISHED

<< Head THROBBING. Muscles ACHING. ALL her strength, magick and force of will is being used as she pushes forward, CUTTING THROUGH and displacing the brunt of Circe’s savage attack in an effort to reach her! Spellbinder is backed by Rampage, using his psionic power to provid her the neural jumpstart she needed to get this far w/out her own innate magickal power. But against Circe…as things are now under this blue moon…they BOTH begin to STRUGGLE…and ACHE mentally and physically, wondering if this may be the last thing they EVER do together.>>

MUST…keep…FIGHTING!

Have to….GET TO HER!

It’s….OVER….SPELLBINDER! I WILL HAVE….WHAT IS ….RIGHTFULLY MINE!!!

A tornado of wind appeared to Circe's 2 o'clock finally revealing Persephone. Being too far gone and drunk on power, Circe didn't notice the weather goddess appear....

CRACK

The sound of the goddess' transfiguring whip snapped loudly as she unleashed it toward Circe; the end of it transforming into a stainless steel harpoon. The harpoon SLICED it's way INTO Circe's chest cavity and out the other end! The harpoon itself "splayed" into a grappling hook allowing Persephone to yank Circe back towards her [think Scorpion from Mortal Kombat]. As Circe flew backwards towards her, Persephone circled the rest of her whip around the goddess' neck like a noose; the black leather transforming into barbed wire and digging deeply into her tender flesh.

"Boo, bitch."

She whispered into Circe's ear before taking flight and LIFTING Circe off the ground via her whip--her bloodied and maimed body DANGLING for Spellbinder's picking.

<<Spellbinder and Rampage, BOTH opened their eyes as for a precious split second, they felt Circe’s focus WAVER. They see what…or rather WHO is responsible for this and they BOTH exclaim with SHOCK in their own ways>>

PERSEPHONE!?

"SOUL SWORD, NOW!"

She yelled over the chaos to Spellbinder, knowing this was her only chance to plunge her sword into the goddess and END this.

<< With NO time to waste, Spellbinder TELEPORTS herself and Rampage from the remaining 6 feet of distance they were away RIGHT up to Circe. Emerging in mid air from a horizontally opened disc, Spellbinder pulls back her soul sword with BOTH hands, While Rampage, looking fearsome and yet smirking, takes ONE last bitter shot at the witch before…>>

YOU’RE the one who’s FINISHED, CIRCE! With ME, with HECATE…with ALL OF US! You want HECATE’S POWER? HERE IT IS!

<< And with a cathartic SCREAM from Spellbinder, mystic chimes sound off as she SLAMS the blade down into Circe’s chest. Thunder CRASHES and a furious flash of silver mystic energy FLARES OUT, encompassing ALL of them .>>

 

[Circe]

The violent end

NO!!


UGGHKKKKKK!!!!


::The PAIN! No magickal enchantment OR BEING can withstand the touch of the Soul Sword! ::


:: Circe’s SCREAM is indescribable as the displaced, STOLEN magickal energies she’d been wielding with such savage force this night EXPELL from her body. Jagged bolts of mystic energy SHOOT out of her eyes and her wide open, screaming mouth as her newly corporeal body begins to fluctuate and glow::

NOOOOO!


I WAS…..SOOO…..CLOSSSSEEEEEE…..

:: She cries out with ANGUISH and PAIN as her new body glows like a shining silver star and then EXPLODES in a crash of thunder and an almost STROBBING pulse of silver magick LIGHT::

 

[Seer]

And so...

<< A violent end, to a violent night.>>

<< Circe, the legendary and truly depraved goddess level sorceress, who had vexed mankind and Earth from the days of the Olympians across time and space, was VANQUISHED. Stopped just as she was on the CUSP of a new dawn of violence and dark magick.>>

<< at the moment of her destruction at the hands of Spellbinder and her Soul Sword…the forceful feedback was so VIOLENT and shattering that Spellbinder, Rampage and Persephone are all painfully blinded before being rocked and blasted out of the air down to the ground, where they ALL lay near one another….briefly unconscious…but ALIVE and SAFE from the threat of Circe once more!>>

<<From the Underworld to Earth, with a lingering view over Minerva’s Aerie, across the now much calmer waters...>>

<< Circe’s newly corporeal body destroyed and her spells BROKEN, the BLUE MOON begins to shimmer….with the color changing from blue…to a beautiful, soothing…bright WHITE, as the magicks that belong on earth begin to flow, like a refreshing mist and dew back across the divide between Earth and the Underworld.>>

<< Magick users of all levels and backgrounds feel themselves being RESTORED through and through, slowly reviving from the various states of weakness and ailing that they had been in. This especially includes Shadow Weaver, Isis and Harbinger…even as Prophet rushes to her after SHE closed Circe’s vortex.>>

<< The mansion FINALLY stands down from red alert and all systems begin to restore. >>

<< The infirmary becomes stable again as Silver Swan is able to disengage, helping Bishop and MorningStar up. >>

<< The worst is over. The WORST is about to begin…>>