[color=f26522][b][h2][center] Abigail “Abby” Blavatsky [/center] [/h2][/b][/color]


A few feet away, on top of a hill, sat a figure on a lawn chair with a portable table beside them.  On the table was a plastic container holding a peanut butter sandwich, a bottle of wine, and a wine glass. The figure had brought a high-powered telescope so they could see the academy.  Abby had been watching the academy for the past couple of weeks. Mostly doing recon on the heroes, wanting to learn as much as she could about them.  And part of her “research” involved digging into the hero’s past. 

Some of the information she found was quite interesting.  Learning about the life of the angelic hero she had encountered before. Thinking she could use the woman's personal life to her advantage. 

The other subject of interest for her was the hero named Spellbound. The thought of magic being a thing in this world was quite exciting. If she could kidnap this boy and forcefully make him teach her magic, she would be very powerful. In the back of her mind, she was coming up with a plan to kidnap the hero.  Thinking it would be easy to break him, judging from her observations. 

Abby poured herself a glass of wine while opening up the container of food. Peanut butter sandwiches were her favourite food as a child.  Eating this almost daily, the scientist wondered why she was so skinny despite eating so much of it. Peering through the microscope, she enjoyed watching the heroes struggle to fight the chaos magician. Feeling particularly thrilled that the gold-themed hero was doing poorly trying to help her comrades. [color=f26522] “You need to work harder if you don’t want your friends to die.” [/color]


 She had a big smile on her face. She paused watching to take a sip of her wine.  The heroes were running around like headless chickens, trying to bring down the crazed girl. She thought how amusing it was that so many heroes were struggling to take down one villain, and looked back into the telescope to continue watching the show.  Finding joy as the battle was now taking place in the sky, with the heroes trying to maneuver and attack accordingly in the air.   But felt annoyed as the fight continued inside.  Her view was obscured by the depth of their position inside the building. At the very least, she hoped that both the golden hero and the chao user were suffering.  Moving her head away from the telescope to enjoy her sandwich and wine, and savouring their suffering.   

After finishing her lunch and the glass of wine, she started packing up her things into her car.  Driving off to find the spell caster’s family so they could have a little “chat.”