Wyndemere: The Reception

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<< Morgan stepped forward with fluency...steadying Alexis as she fell back from Helena's grip...and then letting her stand on her own two feet, Morgan watched as Alexis errupted with such pent up rage and anger...she wasnt afraid...or even taken aback..as perverse as it seemed..Morgan knew this HAD to happen ...Adrian was RIGHT..even if his INTENT was hardly as noble as he made it sound to Alison. She heard the commotion between Alison, Adrian, Cameron and Haleigh...although she was not clear on WHO Adrian was or why he seemed to fit "into the picture" as much as he did...she was still churning with disgust at the presence of Haleigh and Cameron...her back to them...she was further across the ballroom where Alexis was...looking in the direction that Helena had went.>>

<< As Alexis cried out for vengeance...Morgan immediately stepped forward>>

<< in an icy voice>>: I'll get her myself.....with a stepping disc.

<< Morgan lifted her hand...about to summon a disc....>>
 
At the mention of his name, he turned his head. Adrian blinked once, slowly, as if he found it extraordinary that someone like Haleigh was occupying his line of sight. Before he could even jump to his own defense, (I'm more important than your Laguna Beach ass), Cameron, ever the charmer, addressed him for the first time that evening in an accusatory manner.

Finally at the end of his wits and exasperated, Adrian threw his hands up.

"Yes, yes, yes, I loosened her up a bit," he shouted, losing his composure and waving wildly in Alexis' direction. "I catalyzed her explosion. I let the animal loose." He rolled his eyes, glaring contemptuously at Cameron.

"I don't create. I change. I alter. I aid." He stalked closer to the telepath, almost menacing in his tall stature, the black coat whipping around him like a sinister beast. "Help, help, help, they say. I helped! Fuck, I opened her up and let her give vent to all that pent up emotion. 'Cause it was there!"

He turned now, pointing wildly towards Alexis.

"I met her and she was more wound up than a fucking weasel. And it's because of people like you, Cameron King, that we live in the 21st-fucking-century and we have to walk around with 10-foot poles up our asses 'cause.." and he paused, his voice dropping mockingly, "'It's oh so proper to keep your composure.'"

He whirled around to face him again, his brown eyes two irses of white hot fury.

"I doubt you know what it's like to be free in your own skin, King, with that closeted attitude of yours, but I sure as hell am not going to sit here and let the world eat away at her like fleas, with her misery hanging around her as thick as that cheap cologne your wearing."

Adrian gritted his teeth.

"For some reason, just because I have the paparazzi on my ass 24/7, with my pictures on magazines daily, you figure you know me. I'm not an antagonist. I'm not sadistic. I'm just here, a regular guy. Attending a funeral. Helping out a gal. And you, you, are so prone with thinking that one head, that you can't use the other."

He flicked Cameron's forehead to emphasize his point.

"Namely, where the hell that psychotic lady is, and more importantly, what she plans on doing."

With one last glare at Cameron, he grabbed a martini lying around and plopped himself down on a sofa, downing it in one gulp. Finally noticing Haleigh again, he commented savagely, "Adrian Lockhart. Pleased to meet you."

The martini glass shattered as he let it fall to the floor.
 
:: Putting her hand up, Alexis stopped Morgan but her eyes didn't leave Haleigh. ::

"No."

:: She spoke quietly...of course, referring to her summoning a stepping disk. Normally she would be right on top of that plan, but Haleigh...Haleigh was back? Her eyebrows dropped making her forehead wrinkle. How...why....when... ::

"..How..?"

:: You could tell Alexis was shocked. BEYOND shocked. This was like a freakin' freight train hitting her head on. Her eyes finally left Haleigh's as she shifted them around to room, specifically to Cameron, Alison, and Morgan. ::

"Haleigh's alive and you didn't.......You all KNEW and you didn't tell me?! What you...you couldn't of pulled me away and said, 'oh by the way, Haleigh isn't dead'?!?!"

:: She felt betrayed, by everyone. Everyone BUT her knew that Haleigh was alive. This was just the icing on cake. Oh, and she had to give Haleigh some credit for blurting it out at such a time. But at least SHE had the balls to tell Alexis. Losing her breath for a moment, her hand went straight for her head as she shook it, moving it downward. She was shocked AND pissed. ::
 
"I hate to burst your superstar bubble DAHLING...." Haleigh began, as Adrian seemed to have finished with his diva tantrum, "But I'm probably the only one here who doesnt want you to leave... so if I were you.... and this is JUST a polite suggestion, mind you, I would soften that tone just a tad. And by the way... in case youre now thouroughly confused.... I'm Haleigh Davidoff... maybe if you acted a little more maturely... I could say something pleasant about making your acquintance as well." She finished, tucking a strand of blonde hair behind her ears. She didn't gun him down for his behaviour towards Cameron... if Cameron thought he could handle this crowd without her, why not let him try? She waited for Alexis to chime in instead, acting as though she'd not just seen Cameron get flicked [quite ridiculously] in the forehead.

Haleigh looked at Alexis as she seemed to come out of her stupor... her face was written with sympathy.... geniune sympathy, for once. "Alexis... I'm sorry to have to drop it on you right now... and I'm sure everyone else only meant the best by not telling you... we didn't want to upset you... but I... it was only a matter of time before we HAD to tell you... and the longer it loomed the harder it would have been.... the more painful it would have been that we hid it from you. WE wanted to allow you time to recuperate... but Time.... is NEVER on our side, it seems."

Haleigh looked around... and decided to try to get everyone focused by Answering the question Bane had posed. "That psychotic lady... is off planning our deaths.... its the same manaical retread everytime. They kill us, they can take over the world or whatever it is we're supposed to prevent them from doing. What WE need to focus on... is thwarting her plan.... and forgive me for saying it... but we need to do it TOGETHER."
 
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<< Morgan's look of disappointment was cleverly concealed by her large, feminine rounded gucci sunglasses. she lowered her hand..and turned on her heel...facing the others and standing with a haughty pose as she folded her arms....the revelation was at hand...Alexis now knew, along with everyone else that Haleigh was in fact alive>>

<< in an icy voice>>: Alexis...i know you're upset..but please...don't go there with me. Do you think....i'm THRILLED that Haleigh , a woman who has spent her life defrauding others, killing and destroying lives, is BACK..while MY SISTER IS DEAD!?

<< thunder rumbles....as morgan grits her teeth..trying to check her own grief>>

She...she showed up at my mother's loft in soho...a few nights ago...and announced her arrival..as if i was supposed to be happy about it...or extend an invitation to her to return to illustra or the six....KNOWING that Blaze was dead...and that SHE had something to do with it.

I didnt withhold this information from you to exclude you alexis...in fact..i didnt find out until AFTER Helena crashed the Gala...and by then...it was less than appropriate to tell you about THAT in the face of THIS! << flings arms around wildly ...motioning to the funeral and wake at hand>>

ive BARELY started to recover...and now i have to be confronted with the fact that SHE is alive..and my sister is DEAD!

<< Morgan abruptly turns and walks off...quickly and deliberately...as the grief over Blaze begins to overwhelm her. her tone and her agitation..her resentment of haleigh echoed through the large ballroom..and it was clear that morgan wished haleigh had stayed dead...if for no other reason than to balance death's tally...one good soul for one truly BAD soul>>
 
:: Dropping her hand, OOOOOOH that was the last straw. She narrowed her eyes, her expression was cold. As cold as Helena's. JUST as evil. JUST as sadistic. ::

"Upset me?"

:: A short laugh was heard, a laugh of "I can't believe it". ::

"My BROTHER just died! I was already down for the count, WHY NOT HIT ME WITH ANOTHER BOMB!"

:: She screamed. She wasn't directing this directly at Haleigh. She was yelling at everyone. Everyone kept her in the dark...Alexis' voice began to crack as she continued to scream. Showing her anger was only coated with sorrow. Why Haleigh...::

"I risk my life day in and day out for SELFISH, MANIPULATIVE PEOPLE JUST LIKE HELENA! AND FOR WHAT?!?!?!!?!?!!! TO GET MY BROTHER TAKEN AWAY!!! TO GET THE ONE PERSON I LOVED SO TRULY AND SO DEARLY TAKEN AWAY FROM ME?!"

:: Pointing at Haleigh. ::

"Tell me WHY I should stay in this stupid group! HUH! You've seen them, you've spoken to them! Tell me why I should continue this SHIT just to have the people I love taken away from me for no reason! Tell me WHY I am constantly knocked down when I’ve done NOTHING WRONG!"

:: Alexis was basically having a nervous breakdown. Oh yes...she had come unhinged and at the absolute worse time. Hearing Morgan's side of the story and seeing her storm out, she was the ONE person who knew how she felt. The one person who actually could relate. Shaking her head...Alexis was done. ::

"Fuck this group. I'm done."

:: Storming out of the livingroom, it was now silent. She made her way into the foyer to try and calm herself down. Morgan was off to the side, yet Alexis didn't say anything. She was too worked up to say anything at this point. ::
 
::Alison turned as Morgan and Alexis both had their adjustment reactions....Adrian was clearly responsible for catalyzing this all into action...moreso on Alexis' part. Morgan was merely expressing her disgust for Haleigh being alive....and not Blaze. Adrian of course managed to make it all seem right and good in his own warped mind....and so Alison did what she did best....belittle Haleigh::


NOW look what you've done! ITS ALL YOUR FAULT! why couldnt you have just stayed DEAD. its not like anyone is going to be any safer or better off with you here..at least with BLAZE..she tried her best to see the good in others and bring it out...she DIED trying to bridge the gap between morgan and your ungreatfull ass.....but youll never know that will you? you self absorbed walking peitrie dish!

::Alison walked away....to see about Alexis and Morgan. her position was quite clear...she too wouldve preferred Haleigh had stayed dead...it was her own damn fault she had died anyway....she never listend to Alison's warnings..and she didnt appear willing to start now. Alison's own emotions were raw....Haleigh's presence was just as much a confirmation of the finality of Blaze's death as it was Haleigh's living....and even CAMERON could sense the despair and sense of defeat in Alison's heart of hearts....::
 
Adrian laughed derisively at Haleigh, letting the after-effects of the mere mention of her name on Morgan and Alexis speak for itself. Abruptly standing as Alexis walked away, he followed after her, his coat billowing around him. He caught her arm gently as they both entered the foyer and he gently turned her around, so that Alexis was afforded his warm, brown gaze.

Of all of them, Adrian hadn't betrayed Alexis' trust. He appealed to that, now, speaking of the group patronizingly but with sincerity.

"Alexis..I mean, I don't think I'm one to speak right now, but just based on your.." he paused, trying to find the right words. "Reaction. Yeah. I mean...wouldn't you do the same thing in that situation?"

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. To Alexis, high on pheromones, alcohol and adrenaline, the motion alone was like sex.

"I've never been told something I don't want to hear, so frankly, all of this is kind of new to me," he said, speaking of what one might imagine would be the typical treatment a celebrity superstar has. "But truth is.. it's liberating," he spoke, as if every word he'd ever utter wasn't without ulterior motives. "And regardless of what my reaction might be, once in a while I myself would like people to give it to me straight up."

He looked at her, all chocolately goodness and soft black cotton wrapped into one man.

"Kind of like you did that day we met," he added, with a slight laugh.
 
"Well I’m glad my pain I so liberating for you, you self absorbed ass hole."

:: Yanking her arm away, Alexis wasn't in the mood to have Oprah moments, especially with Adrian. She didn't even know the man. And frankly, she didn't even know WHY he was here. She didn’t invite him. He wasn't apart of The Six. No one wanted him here. ::

"I don't expect you to understand something as "complicated" as human emotion, Adrian Lockhart. You stand around, soaking up your ridiculous fame; actually believing people "LOVE" you. Have everything handed to you on a silver platter just because you can manipulate anyone or thing you damn well please. Well GO AHEAD! Throw some pheromones at me. Fuck me right here, right now! Make me cum like I’ve never before! Manipulate me and get your damn trophy and LEAVE! I don't want to hear this bullshit sap story of yours!"

:: The pheromones were really getting a hold of her. She didn't feel aroused, but she couldn't hold back anymore. She just wanted to scream and shout and yell at the top of her lungs. The fact that Adrian even came over to her to express his feelings about the situation just drove Alexis up the wall. ::
 
"Oh, the INJUSTICE of it all!"

Haleigh shrieked sarcastically, finally fed up with Morgan and Alison throwing her return in her face. Morgan stalked off like a toddler. Haleigh let Alexis rage on without feeling the need to retaliate. Alexis had a right to be hurt and angry, had a right to be kamikaze for a while. Haleigh spoke softly after she'd asked her why she should stay. Alexis might not hear... because she too was stomping off.... but Haleigh voice was calm and clear, as she clasped her hands in front of her and twidled her thumbs, and she seemed... for ONCE... to be the one looking beyond the immediate... at the BIG picture. "Because the purpose of this STUPID group isnt about the people IN it... its about the people who AREN'T. THEIR lives are in jeopardy... and we... are like the Xmen... in that we save them because we are the only ones who can. Not neccessary because we WANT to... but because we NEED to."

Alison took yet another chance to showcase her ability to repeat herself nearly verbatim. It might not have been SO annoying if she wasnt echoing Morgan as well. Haleigh let her carry on as well... she was used to Alison's abuse by now... and unfazed by it. Haleigh did finally move, however, as Alison stalked off. Haleigh leapt quickly to her feet and caught up to her, leaving Cameron alone in the sitting area. Haleigh slowed as she neared Alison, thinking better of reaching out to touch her and instead calling her name.

"Alison..." Haleigh began, tossing her hair back. She was going to get a word in sideways, even if she had to follow Alison around this mansion... because it was time Alison actually LISTENED to Haleigh. "I just want you to know... I'm jsut as saddened by Blaze's untimely departure as you are, if not more. I may not have known her as long as you or Morgan have... but believe it or not... I loved that girl... and Id have given my all to save her if I was there. Now its not ALL my fault she's dead... but I share the blame, I admit, and I'm not as ungrateful as you paint me out to be. And to top it off... I'm NOT the one who deserves to be here... SHE is... but lifes NOT fair, now is it? It's not MY fault Blaze cant come back... THAT rest solely on Morgan's shoulders.... and in the blood that glistens on her Soul Sword. But here I am and here I'll stay, so just DEAL with it. The way I died... when I thought for SURE I couldn't possibly die yet... it stopped me on a dime... and these past few days... I've taken a good long hard look at what I'd do if I had the chance to do it all again... listen Alison... I know you hate me and you dont think very highly of me and all... but before I never again have the patience or the chance to say this, I just want to let you know... I forgive you for trying to kill Cameron and me in the Citadle that night, for being a total bitch to us thereafter... and I forgive you for not PROPERLY warning me about my death... and I dont even blame you for not being able to save Blaze from Morgan."

Haleigh's last add-on was just a LITTLE cutting... to retaliate for what Alison had said before... but for the most part... Haleigh's voice was both strong and sincere... and heartfelt.... which was a strange sensation to be coming from Haleigh. No doubt Alison would have something smart or hateful to say back... But Haleigh'd said her peace and now it didnt matter WHAT Alison said.... or even what she did.
 
Adrian stepped back, as if scalded. What the hell. Seriously. Even now she couldn't bring her guard down.

"Is that how you deal with pain and grief, Alexis? You lash out at others? Make baseless accusations? And I guess you think you're the first to pretend you have any clue as to what kind of a person I am?"

He sighed, almost as if he was disappointed in her.

"They see that my favorite color is blue on September's Issue of People's Magazine, and suddenly they know me. But they don't. And neither do you. You know of[/] me, Alexis, and don't mistake that ignorant cockiness as any kind of reliant indicator on who Adrian Lockhart is, because that question has been asked a thousand times before, and I'm not planning on letting you be the proverbial Sherlock Holmes."

Adrian raised his eyes, looking at her candidly.

"The rumors are probably true. I'm wild. A great toss in the sack. Someone who's studied sex and mastered it down to a fucking science. Anyone. Anywhere. Doesn't matter."

He dropped his voice low, his tone coated with lewdness and sex.

"I could fuck you into multiple epiphanies up here against the wall, with that pretty outfit of yours torn to shreds and my big dick pounding into your tight cunt, banging away all of that frustration that even now is kept bottled up. And your hands would be tearing at my back, and I'd suck on your right nipple and make you moan like a common street whore."

Adrian cocked his head, averting his gaze.

"And it'd feel fucking great, and then you'd get over the moment and -- because let's face it, you'll eventually regress into that uptight, man-eating blonde -- pretend it never happened. So what's the point, huh?"

He stepped closer, his eyes speaking of a deep, old hurt. Etched in those magnificient, dark brown irses.

"I met you and you weren't on Cloud Nine because I was intrigued. Even now, when you're all emotionally fucked up, I don't want to take advantage of you. Shit, Alexis, what's so hard to understand? I like you, and it's painful to watch you have to confront all of this."

Adrian sighed.

"Whatever. Sometimes it's easier for people to think they're being manipulated than confront the realities of a situation, which may or may not leave them vulnerable."
 
:: For some reason, she found Adrian's description of fucking her rather....sexy. Perhaps it was the pheromones that leaked from him or the alcohol she consumed earlier. Or maybe it was just her passionate nature taking over because of the fact she has let everything that was pent up inside out. But Alexis wasn't shocked. She wasn't appalled...much. She just stood there. Frankly, she was pretty surprised he would call her uptight. Just because she was a strong woman who didn't bend over backwards to men, cry at every conceivable moment, feel the need to express her deepest of emotions to everyone? Please. ::

"Are you finished?"

:: She folded her arms across her chest. ::

"Look. I do...I..."

:: Sighing. ::

"The fact that you're here after everything that I’ve done and said to you in the past couple of days, shows a lot about your character. Regardless of how...vulgar you are."

:: Of course referring to his little monologue. ::

"But I don't know you Adrian. I met you twice before now. And you don't know me. I'm not as uptight as you think I am. I can be fun. I can be sexy. I can be...human. But when I lose my friends in a battle that should of never happened, lose my brother...have my pathetic life shoved in my face by my aunt, and find out that one of the friends I thought was dead is now alive, I’m not exactly in the mood to be all bubbly and gushy, okay? I'm tired of this. I'm tired of it all."

:: Placed her hand up to her face, Alexis shut her eyes while lowering her head. ::

"I used to be calm, clear headed, and decisive. And now I’m frantic, confused, and an emotional wreck. I mean, look at me. I can't even stop myself from crying every five minutes."

:: Sniffing, I guess she was opening up to Adrian; yet was still on guard. Frankly she didn't mean to lash out at him before. She didn't mean to lash out at anyone before. And she was beginning to regret it. Just like drinking the glass of Vodka. Just like making a huge scene infront of all the guests at her brother's funeral reception. What the hell was wrong with her? She didn't even feel like Alexis anymore. ::
 
:: As Cameron watched Adrian lash out like that, Prophet could only roll his eyes. Who did this guy think he was. ::

"First of all, Dr. Phil... no matter what people have inside them, it isn't your JOB to bring that out, turn the curiosity off. From what I saw in your head, it's already claimed the lives of your parents and I would like to see Alexis live, THANK you.. and don't flatter yourself. I barely knew who you were when I met you, and I still don't care to know who you ARE. I just want you to get OUT of here..."

:: He turned around and suddenly felt EXTREMELY lightheaded. His vision blurred and to those in the room it seemed that Cameron's eyes were rolled up in the back of his head. A phantom like form began to appear in front of him. At first he didn't really recognize who it was, but as the form came closer to him, he realized who it was. It was AJ Quartermaine, the very man they were mourning over at this Reception. Only nobody else seemed to see it but him. Cameron looked white as a, no pun intended, ghost as AJ came closer to him and began to speak. ::

AJ: Cameron.. you have to know.. I need to get my message to Alexis! She has to know the truth..

Cameron: I mean, what, I mean, how?

AJ: Ever since you were embraced into the King Witch Bloodline, you have received this gift. You are the only person that can see or hear me. I have an urgent message, but you can't hold on for much longer. It is draining you fast..

Cameron: Well! Then don't wait! Tell Me!

AJ: My death wasn't accidental, Cameron. Helena did it! Helena killed me!

Cameron: What? How? What For?

:: But that was about as far as Cameron got before he suddenly found himself getting up off of the floor. What had just happened? Had he really just talked to the Spirit of AJ Quartermaine? Could this all be true? Could someone just be messing with him? An Illusion? Whatever the reason, Cameron would wait until he knew for sure what was going on before he would tell anyone. As he got back to his feet, he looked at the others who would obviously be confused at him talking to himself. He shrugged. ::

"Sorry..I had a headache.. Some of whom know what's going on.."

:: This day was just getting better and better ::
 
Adrian's gaze softened as he chewed on his lower lip. He hadn't expected her to confide anything to him -- on the contrary, Adrian had warily prepared for another rebuttal.

"I..Alexis..if it took this.." and he waved in the air emphatically to sum up the entire chaotic evening, "for you to finally be honest about what's been biting you in the ass, there's a problem."

He frowned.

"I don't. Not even now...I don't understand why you find it so appealing to keep everything locked up in there. Why should you? It's not healthy."

Hesitantly at first, and then with more confidence, he pried her fingers away from her face, finally dragging her hands back to her lap.

"It's not wrong to smile, to laugh, to scream, or to cry. And hell, given the fact we're in a secluded location out of sight from the paparazzi, I would take advantage of it," he stated forcefully, letting her hands go.

"I don't want to impede on anything, Alexis," Adrian said carefully. "But I'm the type of person that won't stand by and let bad things happen. Especially to people I care about."

And of course, feeling the swift denial of any emotion other than that tainted by superficiality, he would add with haste, "Or at least people I want to get to know."
 
Suddenly, thirty men appeared out of no where. Spread out in the livingroom and the foyer. Covering everyone that was present. Suddenly each man began to swarm each member of the six. Five on one.

A man grabbed Alexis from behind as another whipped out a stun gun and pressed it into her stomach. Pain curdling screams could be heard as the blonde hunched over trying to catch her breath. They began to pick her flailing body up, taking her toward an exit.

Another man came up behind Adrian, clubbing him across the head. The massive hit sent him flying forward as another man quickly jumped on top of him, pinning his arms behind his back. He too was tazored as another handcuffed him.

Cameron was caught off guard by a swift kick to the back of the knee, sending him dropping forward. Placing a black bag over his head, the man pulled it tight, cutting off his airflow and preventing him from seeing, while another held him in place.

Haleigh was next. A large "bouncer" looking man grabbed a hold of Haleigh from behind, holding her still. Another came up and slammed the butt of his gun across Hale's face with ample force. As she was distracted and pretty much dazed from the hit, he slipped his hands up her dress unstrapping the gun from her leg.

And finally, Morgan and Alison. Two men grabbed a hold of both Morgan and Alison's arms, holding them still. One came and sprayed mase straight into Alison's eyes as another came up behind both Morgan and Alison, tazoring them in the back. Helena made sure to take these two out with as much force as possible. As the men continued to man handle Morgan and Alison, soon two men each went over to Morgan and Alison, slamming a syringe into any open piece of flesh they could find, injecting them with a sedative.

This all happened within seconds. The men appeared and instantly began to attack each person at the same time. Everything was fast and planned. Helena knew how to take each person out. She knew a quick attack with multiple people would throw everyone off guard. Would confuse them. She wasn't going to allow them to get away. She wanted them dead. Plain and simple. Not for world domination. Not to bask in the glory of killing "the six". But because she despised them. She despised the support they were giving Alexis. She despised their arrogant personalities. She wanted them dead to satisfy her own happiness. Granted the six had powers, but Helena had the element of surprise; that added with the massive quantity of men out numbering them. She was going to exterminate them once and for all.
 
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fight back

<< Morgan gasped as the men appeared out of no where....she saw them covering the group from many vantage points ....and shouted>>

ALISON....Helena's GOONS!


<< even as the men attempted to hold her down...Morgan hissed with contempt>>

fools..im stronger than EVERYONE in this room!

<< flinging one man head first into a pillar before smacking another one in the face so hard his jaw broke...Morgan began to bash herself through a throng of soldiers...even as they tried to hold her and drag her down...she used her body with such fluent and effect grace...and her strength was in stark contrast to her feminine model form. she tossed, thrashed and humbled these men as if they were nothing....but they KEPT COMING>>

<<bulling her way through wave of soldiers...she was trying to get to Alison...who had been maced in the eyes>>

ALISON!

<<elbowing another man in the face and breaking his nose so hard the bone fragments flew into his brain...Morgan gritted her teeth...her sun glasses stayed in place throughout all of this....but even as she neared Alison to try to help her......a sudden, PAINFULL wave of voltage radiates through her tight body....>>

AGGHHHHH!!!!! << Morgan screams with a surprised, painfull rage....as the energy and tenacity with which she pummeled the men was now lost....and as her body writed with pain...she couldnt help but fall back..her eyes fluttering.....soon..she was injected with a potent sedative....>>

alison.....i......******

<< Morgan fell into a forced unconsciousness>>
 
::its next to impossible to surprise a precog/seer...but even as the members of The Six were rushed by the WILDPACK soldiers....Alison was maced in the eyes...unfortunately for the solider who attacked her...he didnt realize that Alison didnt need her EYES to "see" what was happening.....even as she grit her teeth and groaned with pain as her eyes stung...she immediately shut them...and flung her hand forward....out of pain, rage and using her power of a precog...Guardian immediately BLEW up the solider who maced her...as well as the two behind him.......::

::Alison was hemmed in by three more soldiers....she couldnt see visually yet..her vision was painfully obscured...but she was far from down..yet. she BLINKED ...immediately escaping the grasp of the first group of men::

MORGAN....more on the way.....all around ...they

AAAAAAIIIIEEEEEE!!!

::More men trying to pile on top of her..she lashed out..waving her hand wildly [think prue] and sending more flying helplessly back....but soon as struggled to her feet...she too was painfully tazered....screaming as the pain racked her body and cause her to lock up...she two crumbled to the floor..and was sedated. it was clear that Helena took extra care to ensure Spellbinder and Guardian were subdued first...to prevent the battle from turning in their favor...given the nature of their powers::
 
:: Screaming, Alexis felt the painful sting of the tazor that was pressed against her stomach, making her drop to the floor. The men grabbed her, holding onto her to keep her flailing limbs still. As she continued to fight, she turned to her head seeing the rest of The Wildpack attacking everyone relentlessly...and soon, saw both Morgan and Alison fall. ::

"NO!"

:: She yelled as she continued to struggle. It was more of a "no" I can't believe they're down and "no, let me go" combined. She had to give Helena credit, she was doing her hardest to stop The Six. As the men lifted her, she continued struggle trying to get away from the relentless tazor attacks, but it was useless. The man kept pushing it into her skin, making her grow weaker. She felt sick...like she was going to vomit. The area of her skin that was being tazored began to bleed, she grew dizzy. Damn, if this was what she was doing to people with her powers, boy did she feel like a bitch right now. ::

"Let go of me!"

:: As the men continued to drag her towards an exit, it was obvious Helena wanted her away from the group. But, even now, Alexis wasn't going to give Helena that chance. Closing her eyes, Alexis' body soon began to glow white as her body began to send pulses of electricity into all the men that were touching her. They all yelled in pain, dropping her instantly. Hitting the floor with a loud THUD, the noise was masked by the other commotion that was happening to the other people. The wind was knocked out of her, causing her to gasp for air. Her head was spinning from it slamming into the hard flooring. Rolling it to the side, she scrambled to get up....a man tried to grab her leg. She quickly threw and energy ball at him, sending him flying back. Another man grabbed her arm. Swinging her free arm, she slammed er fist into his face, causing him to let go. She managed to get up to her knees. Head still spinning, stomach still hurting. Seeing yet another man gain his composure from her attack, he leapt forward ready to tackle Alexis. She quickly raised her hand causing a web of electricity to shoot out from her hand and wrap around the man, burning him to a crisp. But it was just too much. The men kept multiplying. They gained on Alexis, forcing back down to the ground. Screaming out of anger, suddenly, her yelling was subsided. One of The Wildpack slammed his gun into the back of her neck, knocking her out cold. ::
 
Haleigh waited, her hands on her hips, expecting Alison to cop out... but she didnt have the chance, as they were all suddenly swarmed by burly men with quick moves and planned attacks. A man grabbed her from behind, squeezing her tight, even as she immediately began to struggle. She managed to duck her head enough away from the butt of the gun that it was just a glancing blow, painful but not incapacitating. Her surprise instantly turned to anger as the man got a little frisky...

"Oh NO the fuck you didnt just reach up my dress, you brave, STUPID boy!"

She rasped, leanign back into the man who held her and wrapping her legs around the neck of the man who'd just taken her gun. Haleigh squeezed the mans neck, and with a sudden jerk of her hips and the ssickening snapping sound, broke his neck. She released his neck, letting him fall to the ground.... it was her first kill since she'd return... but she showed no signs of hesitation. She took the man who held her by the thumb, using what leverage she had to twist his arm away from her, breaking his wrist. Haleigh went into instant defense mode, fighting off the men who were closing in. A left uppercut here, a right hook there... Haleigh, though small and delicate looking, was leveling grown men quickly all around her. She roundhouse kicked the next man who dared move in, knocking him in the jaw and k.o.ing him instantly. The next man was smarter, and kept his distance... but there were more coming, and they were closing in on her. where the hell are these idiots all coming from?? It was the last thing she thought.... someone from behind shot a highpowered stungun at her... and it was set SO high... that the overload to her sensitive tech system immediately knocked her out, as though a circuit breaker trips when too much power runs through it. The man who stunned her stepped forward and caught her body as she collapsed, sniggering.
 
:: Cameron now found himself with a bag over himself and his body thrown on the ground. He gasped for air as he began to feel the tie of the bag and picturing it in his mind. From there he was able to telekinetically give it a huge PULL from the right angle and as it loosened, Prophet grabbed his breath and threw the bag off of his head as he got to his feet to face the four men. ::

"Sorry Guys.. I'm just NOT into Gangbangs, however, my friend Adrian over there might be JUST up your alley!"

:: He threw out his hands as his group of men were thrown with great telekinetic force against an adjacent wall, crashing so hard that their bodies left imprints as they slid down. ::

"Piece of Cake..."

:: Cameron turned around as he watched Haleigh get knocked out by some sort of Stun Gun. He panicked as he tried to help her. ::

"Haleigh! Get your hands off her you drooling GOON!"

:: Without another word a rather Metal Serving Plate flew from seemingly out of nowhere at a great speed, so much so that as it connected with the neck of one of Helena's Henchmen, it completely decapitated him as his body fell to the floor and Haleigh was free though still knocked out. He was somewhat confused as to what to do. With his telepathy he could have taken them all out. He had to rely solely on his telekinesis for the first time in a long while. He was nervous and if someone caught him at the right moment, it would be over for Cameron King. ::
 
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