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I decided to post Kimberly's sheet given that she'll be a major part of the RP here on out and it's complete.


Al Lopez Park.



As she planned, Claudette listened to Kara and Mariah as they explained their abilities and motives for joining. She was hoping that she wouldn't have to play therapist slash den mother for another pair of idiots, but they seemed... okay.

Though, the last few people that seemed okay ended up being some nasty pieces of work.

Kara showed Claudette her sigil and then she transformed her hands into wood. Almost on instinct, Claudette looked around to make sure that nobody was looking. Fortunately, for this park, at this time of day, everyone was playing, jogging, or enjoying themselves. However, she had to make sure that she gets it abundantly clear that she should be careful using her abstraction in the open like this. Or else... they'd draw attention that they don't want.

Kara explained her Awakening and her motives for joining the Coven and Claudette figured that she was mostly looking to get to the bottom of this foolishness. Just like me. Claudette narrowed her eyes. Honestly, it wasn't that bad of a reason for joining the Coven. Opposed to some of the other weirdos they got who want to live out their fantasies of being a supercriminal or a gangster. Fortunately, the Coven gave them the runaround.

"I am like you, Mademoiselle," Claudette quickly assured her as she stuck her hand out and an orb of smokey-darkness appeared in her hand. She was more than certain the Blind couldn't see this. "In the fact that I am magic, like the two of you."

She assured them before she continued. "I am no expert but I believe you are an Awakened... you got an ability from the stress from that fight and it reflects some aspect of you. Of course, I wouldn't know since I am not one, but there are a few Awakened in the Coven who got their abilities from a similar experience. Maybe you can speak to them? Share some experiences." Claudette was briefly tempted to bring up Herik and Emily.

”If you need some kind of help with something, I can talk to people about things. Negotiating, I did it in high school and it stopped fights. I’ve only been out of school for a year. I didn’t come here to cause trouble for you, and I don’t know how I can help you and your people, but I can try, if you want.”
Kara


"I believe you," Claudette assured her that she had believed everything that Kara had said, "Your abstraction should be enough to bring to the table to warrant you coming in. However, I would appreciate another level head, but I'll get into that in just one moment."

Then it was Ms. Mainline's turn to take the stage. She agreed with Kara before she demonstrated her ability and then Claudette's eyes shot open when she applied the effect to the gazebo. Not out of shock or awe of her ability, but she didn't know who was here and what they could do. Or even if the effect could be seen by the normal people - she was under the impression that almost every ability was invisible, but there were those few. Though, the effect didn't exactly do anything to tell Claudette what she could do... unless she can just illuminate things.

Then cool.

"Mis Abuelas told me a while ago, in some kinda vision or sort, that I got both they powers in one or somethin'. They showed me some stuff but said it might be a bit different cause I'm mixed-- whatever the hell that means," Mariah elaborated, "So basically if anyone shoots fire out they ass at us we good right now. Them Abuelas mentioned some other stuff I might be able to do but real talk? I kinda forgot most the vision. I mean? It ain' exactly like I get shot by magic constantly? And I only discovered how uh. This one-- this one worked. Th-this cause it ain't much really. Sure ain't like Miss Trent over here."
Mariah


Claudette narrowed her eyes as she picked up on the change in tone that Mariah just displayed. She was just all energetic and jokey merely a few moments ago, and now she seems to be losing that composure. Almost as if she was... hiding something or lying. Suddenly, Claudette figured that she was hiding the full extent of her abilities or identity.

"... I believe you're an Adept," Claudette answered softly, "Before I continue, let me say that you two should please keep your abilities under wraps in public like this. I know, that you know, that the normal people - or Blind as we call them - can't see our abilities in action. But, they're not the problem..."

Well, it seems that they're at this bridge, Claudette knew that it was time to cross it. Because she was already set on letting Kara in, but she was a bit hazy about letting in Mariah - but that could change. She had to give them the details on the nitty-gritty.

"... Let me just get this out of the way so when you find out later, you don't feel like I lied to you or anything," Claudette began, "But, the Coven has run afoul of a few different groups. Just two weeks ago we were attacked by the-" Claudette made sure to stop and finger quote, "FBI who came after us because we were flippant with our abilities and they tracked us. And we also angered the "millionaire playboy" Blake Schmidt after..."

She trailed off as she tried to find the words.

"... One of our members had relations with his wife and he made a pact with a powerful Apparition that came to attack us. In that incident, we were betrayed by..." She paused for a moment as she realized that neither of these two probably had a clue what an Apparition was yet. "... A so-called ally of our group who killed one of our sisters. We solved both of our situations but I'm just trying to let you know that things are a bit dangerous here."

Claudette was not going to blame them if they didn't want any part of the Coven and left, which was why she wasn't sugarcoating it. She was going to tell them the way things are. "You may have to fight, but I promise you if you help us, we will help you. To the best of our capacity."

Claudette shrugged.

"What I'm asking is if you can handle that? I would not hold it against you if you choose to leave."

Then she had to address Mariah a bit more. "Can I get a clear explanation of your ability?"




The Beach House.



“What-the-fucking, why-would-you-even, I-can’t, so-stupid, I, what? What? What!?
Vashti


It seems that Vashti was at a complete loss for words. Honestly, from her perspective, it did seem pretty fucking overkill, and kinda weird. However, neither Madison nor Emily showed even the slightest amount of remorse for their actions.

"Sorry Vashti," Emily said as she pushed some hair out of the way of her face. "But we gotta filter the weirdos someh-"

“Wow, that sure was something!” Clapping could be heard as Isla walked up behind Madison and Emily while they did the gayest high-five as if absolutely nothing had happened. “Is that how you treat all prospective members? Could’ve gone pretty badly if it was anyone else.”
Isla


"What the hell?!" Both Emily and Madison said in unison as the chick just popped back in like it was nothing. Of course, they had to remember they have seen weirder shit (In Madison's case that was a bat peen), still, they were hoping that this chick got the memo.

"This is how we treat weirdos that trespass!" Emily shouted at her as she slammed a foot on the ground and balled her fists up.

“Anyway, I hope you’re not gonna throw me out again! Cause I can do this all day and believe me, you’ll get tired of it before I get tired of teleporting.”
Isla


"Yeah, about that..." Madison said as the Jaws reactivated and she grabbed Isla by her pants and shirt yet again. The door was already opened when she chucked her out into the beach again.

Then she turned around and Isla was there.

"Take the hint, sis," Madison said as she walked over, grabbed her, and threw her out in the same fashion again. Then she was there again and Madison dragged her outside and as she did so, she spoke, "Look, we don't want your ass here, sis! We got enough weirdos as is! Think we wanna add more!?"

And away Isla went, flying through the air and Madison was partially tempted to add a corny quip to the end... and then she turned around and Isla was there. After throwing her out three times Madison realized that she was probably dumb as a box of rocks and unable to take a hint. Or well, getting thrown out of a building three times.

"Okay, this isn't working," Madison admitted, "Looks like we gotta play hard-ball."

She walked over to the open door as she wet her lips, puckered them, and stuck two fingers in between them as she loudly whistled.

"Chompy!"


And it wasn't long before their twelve-foot long pet alligator came running around the building, climbed the stairs before he walked up to Madison. She squatted down and affectionately patted him on the head before she pointed at Isla.

"We got an intruder! Sic her!"

And Chomp immediately charged Isla.


Al Lopez Park.



It wasn't long until somebody showed up... and it was some tall ass girl that Claudette didn't recognize and she sure as hell knew that she wasn't the person that she was supposed to meet. It threw Claudette off before she remembered that this person was that friend they made while on the yacht. And it astonishes Claudette that the Coven were able to make friends in such strange places. Claudette put the book that she had brought to read down as she looked at the person. She tried to appear friendly, and open and...

"Hey Lil mamma, I think I must be a Park Ranger, cause you've started a wildfire and I'm gonna have so much paperwork to do about it."
Mariah


Claudette looked off to the side like she was expecting there to be a camera there. The joke, flirt, whatever you'd call it was so terrible that it felt like it would give her cancer. She fake-coughed into her fist before she realized that she was being mean and decided to at least give her a chuckle. And for some reason that felt like she was being even meaner. She ended up looking up at the gal as she said,

"Um, moving on..." Claudette started, "My name is Claudette, I'm the-" Current "-leader of the Coven, what is your name?" She asked, her Canadian accent slipping in with each word before she shook her head. She wondered where the others were who she asked to come, but she was more than capable of handling herself-

”... You said you needed to talk in person, about something, but you didn’t say what.”
Kara


Claudette nearly jumped at hearing that voice behind her! She was so focused on the person in front of her that she didn't even notice what was behind her. She had to mentally gripe that Mariah didn't at least tell her, but whatever. Claudette turned around and looked at the girl that she talked over the phone with. She was a fairly tall, Caucasian girl (Similar in height to Emily) with some soft features that Claudette thought were reminiscent of a child. However, she had a look about her that Claudette could almost immediately tell she was going to fit in with the rest of the Coven. Still, she had to make sure.

"Oh, good, you're here," Claudette said, "No offense, but I wanted to confirm that you were what you say you were. The Coven has had some encounters with some undesirables and people who straight up lied about everything they told us."

Besides, Claudette wanted to make sure that this person wasn't a stalker, kidnapper, or a member of the little FBI. She was going to vet her to the best of her ability, and then see if she was a good fit - same with the other person. Now that they were here, they could get to business.

"Let me just say, I'm Claudette Jones, the leader of the Coven, and while I want to welcome you to the Coven, I have to ask some questions just to make sure that you're a good fit. And tell you some information so it's not a surprise later."

Claudette sighed, "But first, let me just ask you two to tell me about yourselves. Why you want to join, what you can do, and anything else you feel is relevant..."

Claudette was going to focus on everything they said and did, and how they did it. It was an important part of the good old vetting process that she reads what they say and what they mean. She didn't care if both of them talked her head off, at least she'd gain something from it.




The Beach House.



“To get to the point, I want to join your coven because...”
Isla


The girl talked their heads off and when she reached this point both Madison and Emily looked at each other in abstract shock. As they knew what needed to be done, yet they couldn't say a word. This was likely the most in sequence the Coven has ever been since they've formed. Emily and Madison nodded at the same time as the latter was the first to speak.

"Aw hell naw!" Madison said in a thick accent as she charged the girl and grabbed her by the upper arm. "Sorry sis, but the Coven's closed."

"I'll get the door!" Emily said as she decided to flex her new abstraction and stuck her fingers towards the doorknob and the ethereal threads launched out and connected to it. The doorknob turned and Madison smiled as she saw the beautiful beach in front of her...

... She almost felt bad for ruining it with a weirdo.

Madison grabbed Isla by the back of her shirt and the waistband of her pants and floated over to the door. She just outright yeeted her as far as she could go assisted by the Jaws (which was pretty far). Hopefully, a wave will come and take her ditzy ass away and Madison slammed the door.

"Good job!" Emily said as she hi-fived Madison doing the most dramatic and gay fashion that they could.



Tampa General Hospital.



The heart rate monitor beeped again and again... Maximilian was lying on the hospital bed completely unconscious as various tubes and wires were connected to him. The rest of the DENS were right outside the door as they quietly stood around in a circle.

"I..." Sonya was leaning up against the wall, playing with her fingers. "... Messed up. I should have-"

"Mayfield," Meifeng hissed as she had her arms crossed, looking down at her feet, "I am not in the mood for a pity party right now."

Cindy was standing in the middle of the hallway and put her hand on her hip. "We'd be here all day trying to figure out who's fault this was. At the end of the day, we weren't at full strength and that was what Annabelle took advantage of."

"I just don't get it," Trevor said as he had his hands in his face. "I thought he was the one that was supposed to stop 'er?"

Leon stepped up as he had his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "I know ya'll were attached to this idea that Maximilian was going to be the savior, but ya'll gotta remember two things."

Leon raised one finger.

"One: Maxi had a forty percent chance of stopping her in the first place."

"... Still higher than everyone else here put together." Trevor muttered underneath his breath.

Leon raised another finger.

"... And two, Maximilian could always pull through. He ain't dead."

"He's just close to it," Meifeng shrugged.

"He can always pull through, we know he's tough..." Sonya said, "He's the best of us."

"But, we always gotta be prepared for the worst-case scenario," Meifeng shrugged.

"To hell with that," Trevor said. "There's gotta be someone who can help him, what about that Coven?"

"I don't know," Meifeng shrugged, "I doubt they'd help us even if they did have one."

"It's still worth a shot!" Trevor said.

"But, if they can't, and Maximilian doesn't make it..." Meifeng trailed off, "... Then I'm going to claim his Collective."

"Meifeng, with all due respect..." Leon sighed as he stepped up. "... You know what the Director said, it has to go to Trevor."

"Trevor's still a baby," Meifeng was quick to say.

"Ey, I'm right here!" Trevor pointed thumbs at himself which was ignored.

"But..." Leon sighed as he said, "... Trevor doesn't have a ninety-five percent chance of dying if he ever comes in contact with Annabelle." He softly spoke and Meifeng was taken aback.

"Sorry, but you got kids," Leon said, "I'm just going off of what the Director said."

"But, the Director isn't omniscient!" Meifeng hissed in retaliation as she shook her head. "This is our problem. We're going off of what some magic power says over what's right in front of us! And it's the inevitability of Maximilian's death and everything falling apart!"

She stepped up into Meifeng's face. "Damn if I let some crazy bitch kill my children because 'the-director-says-so'." She air quoted.

"Meifeng," Cindy grabbed onto her arm, "How about we step out for a bit and cool off?" She said and Meifeng sighed and walked off with her. The two walked outside as Cindy said,

"I know you're a bit heated..." Cindy trailed off, "But, everyone just wants to make sure everything goes well."

"I know..." Meifeng said as she put her hands into her pocket. "I just feel like we're limiting ourselves too much, especially when it boils down to chance." She shrugged.

"We're jumping the gun," Cindy said, "We're just a bit hurt about Maximilian, but we're going to find a way to stop Annabelle."

"... But, how many more people are going to die beforehand?" Meifeng stopped as she asked. "She already wiped out an entire trailer park... and we were following the Director's orders to the letter."

And Cindy was quiet for a few moments before she said.

"... I honestly don't know," Cindy started, "But, we can ask that Coven if they know anyone who can help Maximilian."

Meifeng shrugged again. She didn't exactly approve or trust the Coven, but if it was for the greater good then she had no other option. Trevor already tracked them to another lair, maybe she would pay them a visit.

"... Yes, let's."
also updated relations. I more or less rewrote all of them for each character.
So I updated the summary, character list, some of the NPCs, and the post about the Coven stuff.
TYPE ⫻ Awakened.

ABSTRACTION ⫻ Telekinetic-Tether, the ability to create glowing telekinetic threads from her fingertips that can control a person's body or manipulate objects.

ABSTRACTION DESCRIPTION ⫻ Rooted in her desire to control people (Namely the rowdy Coven), Emily gained the power to do just that. From her fingertips, Emily can create thin green glowing threads that she can stretch around six meters. These strings more or less give Emily access to a telekinetic ability... except, unlike true telekinetics, she has a few other abilities that make her stand out. To get into the nitty-gritty, Emily can create these strings and mentally influence their direction and make them do whatever she wants them to. She can curl them, twist them, and do advanced techniques like making a little knot (... despite how pointless that would be).

Emily can create ten tethers, one for each finger. However, she can attach these tethers to objects and people and more or less gain a telekinetic control over them. Most notably, she can attach them to people to completely control their motor functions. However, she needs to attach at least five (One to each limb and their head) to a person to control their movement. And she does this by flexing her fingers and their body moves in response. She can freely control them in this radius and pretty much makes them do whatever they want. Emily can fully control two people at the same time, but she can affect ten different at most (She won't be able to do a whole lot). Just in case you were wondering: yes, they are conscious the whole time and aware that they're trapped in their own body. It doesn't work too well on Extra-Normals, however - And by that, I mean at all.

The other thing that the tethers can control are objects when attached. When she attaches her tethers to objects she can do the traditional telekinetic stuff to them, pull, twist, push, bend, etc, etc. Each tether can lift to fifty pounds, and by attaching her tethers to the same objects can allow her to lift heavier objects (at the cost of being able to lift fewer objects) to a total of five hundred pounds. There's a little thing that Emily can do with the tethers is by attaching them to objects she can move herself. This is strictly limited to pushing and pulling herself in relation to the object.

The final thing that the tethers can do is slice as if they are piano wire. They are sharp as a razor blade and are thus, only capable of cutting the objects those would cut. She has a few methods of doing this; by touching stuff with the tethers and withdrawing them slicing flesh, wrapping them around a limb and quickly squeezing, or whipping someone with it. Emily can only cut through soft materials and attempting it on something harder would only, at most, leave a scratch.

AURA SENSING ⫻ Emily's aura sensing is somewhat unique as far as seeing auras go. Emily can see the threading between people, as in their relationships. It technically works as far as the eye can see but it works best up close where she can focus. If two people have an interpersonal connection then she can see it, and more importantly how strong it is - that manifests in how thick the thread is. Loose acquaintances would be a thin, nearly impossible to see, string. New friends would be a more visible wire, and things like close friends/lovers and family would be a thick strand. More importantly of all, Emily can see if there's tension or strain because the thread would be damaged or missing pieces if so.

LIMITS ⫻ Now to repeat what's already been said: the Extra-Normal are immune to her ability. Primarily the body control, but she can slice through them just a little less effectively. The max range of her ability is around nineteen feet and she just can't affect anyone that's outside that range. If she manipulates something and its max range, guess what? She's going with it. Emily can exert her influence on ten different people at a time, but she would only be able to use her abstraction on one limb. She can best control two people at a time. Each strand has a weight limit of fifty pounds, but by attaching more strands to the same object she can lift more... up to all ten strands and thus can max at five-hundred pounds. The ability is, of course, linked to her stamina and thus can thus drain her by overexertion.

WEAKNESSES ⫻ Emily herself can be manipulated by the strands if they're pulled. If someone grabs them and yanks them, they can pull Emily with them. It's especially easy if the strands are at maximum range. What's else is that the strands can be cut with so much as a slash from a knife (but Extra-Normal attacks cut through them much easier). They can also easily be destroyed by elemental attacks such as fire and electricity... fortunately, they can't be destroyed by brute force.



Blake's Orgy Porgy Boat.


“Now, Mr. Schmidt. You freed me, and I am grateful for that. I am also grateful that I have now found a vessel because of you. What can I do to repay your generosity?”
Lyss


"Oh, I can think of something,"

Blake said as he hooked his hands into his swim trunks and almost immediately dropped them around his ankles and Lyss got a full view of his three-inch pincer. There was an immensely wide grin on his face... but, the door swung open and suddenly the walls were blanketed with darkness as several women came charging in the room. And then Blake recognized them.

"Oh, no..." Blake groaned as he realized it was the Coven. He screamed, "Help, guards!"

"They can't hear you, motherfucker!" Madison shouted as she charged him head-on and Blake tried to scramble backward and only ended up falling on his ass. His testicles hit the floor with an impact that made him scream that was absorbed by the darkness. He tried crawling away, but he felt something pressing down on his leg.... he couldn't see it, but Madison activated the Jaws and hands clamped down on him.

"Whoop his ass!"

And all Blake felt was a barrage of feet and other limbs beating the ever-loving shit out of him as he wondered why in the world was nobody saving him. What did he do to deserve this? He was a good person! He was only trying to do the right thing. He felt pain like no other as he was beaten near to death and he could only help but start crying as he curled up into a ball. Then he remembered the solver of all problems:

Money!

"Please stop!" Blake said as the barrage of feet relented. "I'll do anything! Just stop beating me up!"

"We want you to leave us alone, asshole!" Madison shouted. "Or we'll, um, tell people you touched our butts or something."

"Don't do that either!" Blake said, "I'll do anything. I'll give you money, whatever you want, wait..." Blake thought about it and then bit the bullet.

"I know what will make this all better..." Blake said as he reached into his drawer and pulled out a set of keys. "You can have my beach house! You can leave behind that ratty little amusement park you meet at and get a real Witches lair!"

"... This better not be a trap,"

"Please, I promise you, I'll drop off money every week so you all can be happy, just don't tell them I touched you, please!" He pulled a hundred dollar bills out the same drawer and threw them at their feet in hopes that they leave them alone.

The girls looked between each other and smiled.




The new lair.




"Holy shit!"

Madison said as she approached the house in her car with Claudette (and a few others) and parked in front of the place. The others had their ride but Madison stepped out as she looked at the place. If she wasn't mildly convinced that Blake was bullshitting them she wouldn't mind living here. Claudette was the one with the keys however as she walked up.

"Ah, the moment of truth," Claudette said as she stuck the keys in and turned it. Not that it was in any doubt because she knew that Blake wasn't going to risk it. She pushed the door open and the first sight was a lavish living room that was well furnished-

"... I wouldn't walk in here barefoot," Madison chuckled. "There's probably a little bit Blake on every surface." She laughed again as Claudette around.

"Well... say hello to our new lair!" Claudette said.

"Hello new lair," Madison chuckled as she shrugged her shoulders and looked around. "I think we should clean this place sometimes, but that sometimes ain't now."

Madison said as she turned around and walked out the door.

"I'm gonna get high as fuuuuuuuuuuuuck."




The next night Madison tried to call Kayla and yet again her answering machine dinged. Madison just left a message and... let it all out.

"Oh, hi, Kayla. I know I called you a few times and you haven't been answering so I decided to be corny and just leave a voice mail. I'm kinda surprised you got one set up in the first place, but I don't know what's going on in your life or if you just got tired of us. I just wanted to say.... well, thank you for everything you've done. With the Hound and all and taking charge when Agatha left. I know it didn't last long but thank you. Mr. Schmidt didn't take getting side hoe'd too well so he sent a monster after us but don't worry, we beat it. Now we got a brand new place and it's starting to get better just, um, please just give me a call or something. Just to make sure that you're okay or if it really was something I said, please just give me a chance to make it up to you. If not, then, at least I tried. Love you, sis."


A few hours later, Madison got a reply.

Hey Maddie,

I apologize for falling off the grid. The law caught up with me some, and I’m laying low. I’ll spare you the details, because the less you know the better. I’m staying with the only family I have left until this all blows over.

I’ll return soon. Don't die in the meantime.





Tampa General Hospital.



It took Emily a few hours to regain consciousness... her fucking eyes were burning as the first thing she saw was the, well, overhead light. She instinctively closed her eyes as she slowly opened them up as her eyes adjusted to the light. Emily heard the beeping of that vital signs monitor and it was driving her up the God damn wall. Well, she her heart was definitely beating, so she didn't need it. Though, while the temptation to pull this wire off of her body was great, she didn't want to fuck something actually important up.

It took a minute or two before she could finally fully open her eyes and actually see and that was her prompt to see upright. She looked around. She was definitely in a hospital room, probably the same exact hospital that her younger sister was in.

A sigh escaped Emily's lips.

She looked up and saw the new chick she met the night prior and Herik... and what was strange was that there was a green strand connecting them to each other. It was like a glowing string... that began on Herik's chest and connected itself to Vashti. Perfectly straight and erect as if it was being pulled to its limit, except not.

"Huh...?" Emily trailed off as she pointed at it, "... What the hell is that thing? You guys can see see that, right?"

"Oh my gosh, Emily, you're awake!" Vashti sprung up from her seat with a wide smile and a surprised look in her eyes. She took a few steps towards the girl and froze when Emily pointed, following the finger past her towards the wall. For a moment, Vashti was ready to see something horrible looming over where she had been sitting. However, she saw nothing. In a way,that was worse.

"See what?" asked Vashti, her eyes darting between Emily, the wall, and Herik. She bit her lip as she realized that Emily might not be fully lucid and walked towards the door, extending the green strand as she moved further away from Herik. She paused with her hand on the door handle and said,"I'm gonna go get a nurse."

"Wait, stop!" Emily commanded for two reasons... for starters, she saw the strand stretching between the two and didn't know what it was. And also she didn't want the nurses of this place thinking that she was any crazier than usual. "There's a green string attaching the two of you... I'm the only one that can see it right? It's because I've finally snapped and gone crazy, right? Or..."

Emily looked at her hand.

"... It's something magic, right?"

"Yeah? Yeah, it's totally something magic," said Vashti, trying to be supportive. She stopped and let go of the door handle, looking back and forth for the green string that Emily was so insistent on existing. She leaned against the door. If she wasn't going to get a nurse, she was going to at least make sure that Emily wasn't losing it.

"We can figure out what that magic is in a moment, but first are you feeling okay Emily? Do you remember what happened?" asked Vashti.

"Yeah, I do," Emily damn near hissed as the mere thought started pissing her off. "Babylon betrayed us... please tell me you all didn't go after her..."

There was a brief moment of concern on Emily's face before she finished.

"... Because she's mine."





For Lyss, it was almost yet another meeting with Maximilian. He requested that they meet at a place known as The Coffee House. Lyss had taken a seat towards the back. Somewhere private, where they could speak without overeager ears nearby. She wasn't sure whether this was one of their scheduled meetings, or something different. She was hoping it was just a checkup. After the look on Meifeng's face after the Outsider attacked she wasn't sure if they could continue without interference.

So, she sat sipping her coffee and wondering how she could respond to either situation. If it was just business, she'd need to hide the "illegal" actions against Blake. If it wasn't, she'd need to find a way to ask him to slow down. Letting him down would be the hardest.

"... Oh, hello there, friend," Lyss heard the familiar voice of Meifeng Liao as she walked up to her spot. She was wearing sunglasses, a plain black baseball cap, a grey hoodie with black leggings, and blue and white Nike sneakers. "Fancy meeting you here."

Lyss slowly set her cup down onto the table. Her eyebrow rose as she met Meifeng's eyes. What the hell is she doing here? Her tone was cool and collected, but her face expressed the tiniest bit of annoyance. [colorr=D3D3D3]"What's the occasion, Agent Meifeng?"[/color]

"Oh, we're friends now?" Meifeng chuckled at the usage of her first name. "We're on a first-name basis...? Oh, I guess didn't get that memo..." She trailed off as she sat down next to Lyss and crossed her legs. She casually fiddled with her fingertips as she looked down at her feet before she said.

"... Just like the memo of you and Cornell's little entanglement - but since we're on a first-name basis now, Maximilian."

Lyss shrugged her shoulders, although inside she was cursing herself. For satan's sake, Lyss, why did you have to fuck one of her agents? She took a deep breath and looked Meifeng right in the eyes. "It was a judgment made under the influence of alcohol. I have no intention to," she put air quotes around the next word, "corruptyour agent."

"Or was it? I don't know, I wasn't there," Meifeng shrugged as she tried to blow off that comment as she narrowed her eyes. "Nor am I in your little head, missy... This could all be a little play by your Not-so-Lesbian Sex Cult to get information from my organization."

Meifeng smiled as she said.

"... I'll just play stupid until it's your turn."

For a second she almost let Meifeng have the next word, but she knew that this wasn't the only reason for her visit. "Why are you here?"

"Well," Meifeng shrugged. "I wanted to personally put a stop to this whole thing between you and Maximilian because it's clouding his judgment... I need my agents in tip-top shape, physically and mentally. I don't know what he told you, but if he told you what I think he-" Definitely "-told you, you know that he might just be the savior of us all." She then scoffed.

Lyss's jaw tensed at Meifeng's words. She couldn't agree more that it should end, but somehow hearing it from Meifeng made her want to keep going. Plus, it sounded like Maximillian was feeling the same way as her. She sat back in her chair and sighed softly. If anything, she wouldn't contact Max again. If he contacted her first... well, she wasn't sure what to do then.

"But, I do have a reason...." Meifeng chuckled. "... What business do you all have with Babylon the Great? You know that thing is the embodiment of evil, right? It puts your little Coven in a different light, so to speak." She continued playing with her fingers.

Her eyes narrowed for a moment. It sounded almost like Meifeng was blaming the entire Coven for Babylon's treachery. As if they harbored an evil spirit because they were in league with it. To be honest, Lyss was surprised that the apparition had been so "kind" to the Coven up until it looked like the Outsider had won. So Lyss relaxed and continued.

"Babylon was affixed to Emily. None of us liked her presence. I'm assuming she was attached to Emily because she thought the Coven would grow in power." She shrugged again. "To me, it looks like Babylon decided to cut loose when the Outsider showed. I do have an intention to search for her, but at this point, I'd assume she is long gone."

She suddenly frowned. "If I ever see her again, I will ensure that she is sealed into the smallest cage possible and tossed into the world's deepest hole."

From what Lyss was saying, it seemed as if the Coven was ignorant of her true nature... However, it was that Emily girl that she needed to have a word with. For now, Meifeng just said, "Noted, I take it the rest of the Coven didn't know... or were too frightened to deal with her."

She suddenly remembered what Meifeng said about Babylon and tilted her head to the side. "What happened when you first met Babylon? You mentioned that you'd dealt with her before."

"I crossed paths with her a few months ago while in Pennslyvania..." Meifeng trailed off for a moment. "That thing tried to kill my son, and also declared that it would kill my entire family, so..."

"... I don't have a high opinion of Babylon."

Lyss frowned. While she'd never had a child of her own, and most likely never will, she was sure that it would piss anyone off if their young had been attacked. Especially by an apparition that then threatened her entire family before disappearing into a Coven. Meifeng's story was slowly becoming clearer every time Lyss spoke to her or Max. As much as Lyss still disliked the woman, she didn't hate her.

"I'm sorry to hear that. Really." She sighed softly, looked at her coffee for a few seconds, and then looked back at Meifeng. "I understand that you have more pressing matters than chasing after Babylon."

"I will turn the Coven's focus onto hunting her down. I can't promise anything, but I can take that burden off of your shoulders and the DENs priority list."

"No need," Meifeng nearly hissed but stopped herself. "It is the DENS' responsibility to handle Extra-Normal threats, not yours... if anything, it is my fault that it happened in the first place." She sighed with a soft sigh. However, there was something else that Meifeng had to say but she wasn't sure if it was a great idea.

"I came here for another reason, it's a bit rough..." She played with her fingers a bit before she continued."... I'm sad that it's coming from me, but a few days ago we found one of your little friends dead."

Meifeng started. "I won't show you the pictures because it's pretty ugly, but we've identified her as..." Meifeng shook her head.

"... Izumi Sasaki."

Lyss knew there was something wrong when Meifeng started fiddling with her fingers. The touch of anxiety and remorse was extremely human for the agent. She wasn't expecting good news, but she wasn't expecting something this... horrible.

Lyss felt her heart drop into her stomach. She pressed her lips together and her eyes searched the coffee cup for some way to handle the grim reality. Two members of the Coven dead. Within days of each other. Agatha wasn't the best leader, yes, but no one had died under her supervision either.

She clenched her jaw and took a deep breath through her nose before exhaling slowly. When she spoke, her voice was strained. "How did she die?" If this had anything to do with Babylon, she was going to hunt the bitch down to the ends of the Earth.

"She was killed by..." Meifeng paused as she tried to find some way to phrase this. She didn't want to play this game of ambiguous with Lyss, but she knows that Lyss knows what she knows. She sighed. "... Annabelle Heart, it's consistent with her other killings. There's no ambiguity about it."

It was distressing... Annabelle had killed so many innocent people and they were seemingly helpless to stop her. If they had the resources they would seal her off in another dimension, but they'd just be making her someone else's problem. Meifeng still had something to say.

"I... just wanted to let you know. Just be... careful out there. I know we started on the wrong foot, but I think people like us need to look out for each other, yes?"

Lyss continued to stare at her coffee as she listened. Her grip on the mug tightened, but she made no other expression to show her anger. Why did Annabelle attack her? Izzy wouldn't have sought her out on her own. It couldn't have been random, could it?

Lyss finally raised her eyes to look at Meifeng during her last few words. She had a million things to say in return, but instead, she just nodded.

"Please let me know if there is anything I can do to assist the DENs. While my friends may not be so keen, I am willing to ally with you to put this Annabelle curse to rest."

Meifeng shook her head again.

"Again, it is not my place to ask you for help," Meifeng softly began. "All I ask is that you make sure your sisters don't do anything else brash or reckless and stays safe. That's all."

Lyss nodded again and let go of her coffee cup. She took another breath before standing. "I should go tell the others what has happened." She looked at Meifeng, almost reluctant to say: "Thank you... For telling me about Izzy. I think we can look past our first meeting now."

"We have come to terms," Meifeng shrugged as she got up from the chair and began walking off. "Stay safe, friend."

After she got up, Maximilian conveniently texts her.

"Hey... do you want to meet sometime today?"

Despite Meifeng's warning moments ago, Lyss texted back.

"Yes. Meet in an hour?"



The Greenwood Coven.


Shit, are we too late?

Kimberly thought to herself as she was running up through the gates of the Greenwood Estates, or the Greenwood Vampire Coven as she's come to identify them as. There was a fire... she could see the orange glow it gave off and the smoke that came from it. Good thing that she worked on her cardio because she was running fast as she could... and Rowan at her side. At this point, she wasn't even worried about whether or not the camera was rolling because she had to get there.

Kimberly stopped when she saw blood on the ground and it made a trail behind a trailer. She peeked around and saw... shit. A skeleton that was completely stripped of all flesh and was barely even a few puddles of blood left. Then she saw the various other dead bodies, leaving a trail of destruction straight to her. She looked back at Rowan before she nodded her head.

She reached into her satchel and pulled out a mason jar with a glowing blue liquid in it.

"You got one chance, Kim," Rowan said.

"That means we can't fuck it up," Kimberly said as she shook her head... If it even works in the first place. Kimberly looked at the jar.

They heard a man scream in the distance and nodded again as Kimberly pulled out her camera and began taking photographs of various points. As she ran up to the center of the Greenwood coven... it was where all the dead bodies of the vampires were laid all over the place. Ripped to shreds by her... some were missing heads, cut in half and Kimberly wondered what prompted this madness.

And her.

"... Please, I don't know what we did to piss you off, lady!" Frederick shouted as Annabelle Heart, in her black robe, held him up by the cuff of his shirt. "But, let us live! I don't know what you want."

And Annabelle Heart didn't even reply as she yanked him forward with one hand and began chomping down his neck. She kept eating away at his neck until his head rolled off his shoulders. She threw him to the ground as the Greenwood Coven was left in pieces... and it was time for her to feast. She knelt as she began eating away at him as fast as she could, shoving limb by limb down her throat until there was hardly anything left.

While this was going on, Kimberly nodded at Rowan as they enacted the plan that they had rehearsed time and time again. She sighed as she tried to harden her resolve as hard as she could. Because she could solve this in one minute if she just gets this potion on her. It all was on her shoulders, and as her legs and arms began shook, she took step after step.

Annabelle Heart, in the heat of her gluttonous rampage, was nearly blown in two as a bullet dug a massive hole in her body. A second later Kimberly heard the sniper shot. A few moments later the wound began to close up as Annabelle Heart whipped her head around towards Kimberly.

"... You!"

She shouted as she dropped the arm of that Greenwood vampire she was eating and lunged at Kimberly, only for another round to cut through the air and hit her. It hit her directly in the chest and blew off her arm and it quickly began regenerating as Kimberly figured that it was time to stop fooling around and throw the potion. It flew through the air directly towards Annabelle as Kimberly was banking everything on it finally curing her. The potion shattered on contact and covered her in the blue liquid and Kimberly smiled widely.

"Yes! Yes! YES!" Kimberly hopped up in the air in joy as the terror of Annabelle was finally over...

... And she stopped when she realized that it wasn't doing anything. That smile turned upside down as Annabelle quickly regenerated from the wounds and stood straight up. "I told you to stay away, Kimberly..."

"I told you to stop hurting innocent people," Kimberly said as she pulled out a photograph as she knew a direct fight with Annabelle was suicide. She took steps back towards Rowan as he began walking towards her.

"I won't stop until I kill Saul..."

"Saul's not here, Annabelle," Kimberly sharply said.

"I..." Annabelle was at a loss for words as she walked towards Kimberly- and yet another bullet hit her in the chest and brought her to her knees. However, a man soared through the air at lightning speeds and collided with Annabelle, and the impact sent shockwaves through the air and earth. It was enough to knock Kimberly on her ass as Annabelle went flying into a building.

Kimberly was helped to her feet by Rowan as she saw a tall man floating through the air with his arms crossed. Honestly, she was a bit stunned by the whole getting knocked over on her ass thing. The man looked over her shoulder, as he said,

"Kimberly Walton," Maximilian said to her, "Get out of here."

"Don't have to tell me twice..." Kimberly muttered as she pulled out another photograph of her motel room. The two focused on it and they disappeared in a flash of light not too different from a camera's flash.

Out of the wreckage of the building Annabelle came charging out on all fours. Her robe in tatters from being repeatedly shot to pieces and running through a building... she turned her head towards her aggressor, Maximilian Cornell.

"... Now, who the hell are you?"

"Nothing personal, but I have to stop you," Maximilian said as he pointed his hand towards Annabelle and a barrage of blue crystals came out of his hand that was long and spear-like. They dug themselves into the ground, and several impaled Annabelle. She loudly hissed as she swiped her claws and sliced them to pieces as she began running. Maximilian kept the assault as Annabelle Heart ducked behind a building, and he pointed his hand at it, and out came a massive stream of blue crystals like a beam that broke through the building.

It caused an explosive growth of crystals that destroyed the house but Annabelle hopped on top of it and lunged at Maximilian. It was so fast that he barely managed to put up a barrier of crystals to stop her from impaling him. However, he was falling backward and quickly activated his abstraction that halts his momentum. He came to stop mid-air as Annabelle was savagely clawing at him and tearing off the crystals. Maximilian swung around and slammed her with his hand and caused a massive impact that sent her flying off of him.

In mid-air, Annabelle flipped over and landed on her feet and came to a skidding stop... and dropped her weight as she lunged at Maximilian again and swiped her claws at him. He put up both hands and created a shield of crystals that stopped the slashing but Annabelle slammed her arms on them. She slammed them on one time that caused the crystals to begin cracking, but Maximilian sent them flying directly at her and slashed up her robe. He cocked his fist for another punch but Annabelle dodged it when it came and slashed his fast...

... However, her claws didn't do as much damage as she was hoping due to Maximilian's Emotional Field on overdrive. She then tackled him to the ground as she kept slashing and slashing at him, and eventually, a massive grown of crystals came out of his body and launched Annabelle up into the air. And Maximilian flew towards her and punched her square in the stomach as a massive impact that would have killed anyone else caused several bones in her body to crack.

She went skidding across the floor and when she stopped she coughed up blood and began laughing.

"... You finally made me bleed."

"I'm going to do more than that!" Maximilian shouted as he charged her yet again and Annabelle Heart sidestepped it and kicked him square in the back and grabbed him by the leg. She slammed him to the ground effortlessly, again and again, swinging around a grown-ass man like he was a rag-dog.

"Why!"

Slam.

"Don't!"

Slam.

"You..."

She raised him for one final slam and pounded him onto the ground.

"FUCKING DIE!"


He hit the ground but he activated his impact force and the resulting shockwave sent Annabelle flying... it was enough to get her to let him go. Maximilian got to his hands and knees as he coughed - which he quickly covered before he looked at it.

"See? You made me bleed, too. Guess we're even."

Annabelle let out a hellish screech as she grabbed at her helmet and tore it off... finally revealing her face. Or lack thereof. Her eyes were sunken, and glowing red, as her facial features were strange, lengthened. Her skin was chalk white and there were only scraps of brown hair on the top of her head. She then tore off the rest of her robe... and she was skin and bones. There was not an ounce of fat nor muscle on her body as she looked as if she shouldn't even be able to take a step without collapsing. Not take punches that'd knock over buildings or throw grown men around. She was caked with the blood, sewage, and the various fluids of her victims and that contributed to her horrid odor. Annabelle's hands and feet were stretched out to be massive claws that could impale a man easily.

"... You're just another sympathizer of that fucking monster!"

Maximilian raised a hand to signal his little sniper to ease off with the shooting. He got up to his hands and feet... he wasn't going to let her know that it felt like he broke a rib or two during that attack. He spits out blood as he looked at Annabelle, despite his mission to kill this woman (and it was not going well as she was seemingly unkillable).

"... Who? What exactly cause all of this?"

Annabelle started laughing as she began clawing at her face.

"... You know, you're the first person to ask that," Annabelle said, "It's all Saul's fault."

"Who?" Maximilian said as that wasn't very descriptive.

"Luther Saul!" Annabelle screamed into the heavens. "He... killed my friends. It's because of him I am this... and it's why I have to kill him to stop!"

"What did he do to you?" Maximilian said before he seethed in pain. "Please, I don't want this to ever happen again."

Annabelle's eyes narrowed at Maximilian.

"It's never going to happen again..." Annabelle hissed. "... Because I'll drown the world in blood just to kill him! Now get out of my way or you're next!" She lunged at Maximilian... before another round pierced through her body and put a hole in her.

Maximilian took this golden opportunity to charge Annabelle with his abstraction and shoved his fist into the open wound and created as many crystals as he could. In an attempt to stop her healing.

He felt something impact him in the stomach as he lunged forward, coughing up blood... and he looked down to see Annabelle's claws piercing through his stomach. She yanked them out as he took a few steps backward out of sheer shock and fell to his knees.

"Maximilian!" Sonya screamed from her vantage point as Annabelle turned towards her. Shit. She quickly got down behind her Barrett M82A1 and looked down the scope and shot Annabelle Heart directly in the head. The 50. caliber round blew her head clean off as she fell over, but Sonya looked over to Maria. "Get him out of there!" She just prayed that Meifeng and the others would get here in time.

And Maria melted herself down into a black ink as she cut through the environment straight towards Maximilian. She engulfed him like a massive wave while applying bandages to his wounds and carried him away. Annabelle had regenerated her head at this point, but Sonya fired around round to disable her while Maximilian was getting out of here. She kept firing, and firing, to no effect other than slowing her down for a few moments. Eventually, she emptied the mag but Annabelle near-instantly regenerated all of that.

She climbed back to her feet as she looked at Sonya. She took off into the woods at lightning speed and Sonya hissed.

"Ribbit," Sonya said as she shifted into her frog form and packed up the 50. cal rifle and slung it over her shoulders. Meifeng would kill her if she lost Annabelle. She trusted that Maria would get Maximilian to safety...

Annabelle's lair.


A few hours later, Annabelle Heart slowly trudged her way back to her lair. On the way back she grabbed some black bed sheets that were hung out to dry but forgotten and wrapped them around herself. She'd have to go out to find another deer-skull or something... she sighed as she kept walking towards an abandoned house far east outside of Tampa towards Seffner. She clawed her way inside as she sighed.

"Hi!"

Annabelle near-instantly heard the chipper voice of Sophia. She was wearing a black hoodie and jeans and Adidas sneakers and... Annabelle stepped past her as she slumped herself down against the wall. She looked up at the night sky through the hole in the ceiling.

"What's wrong, Annabelle? Giving me the silent treatment?"

"I..." Annabelle said. "Am just not in a talking mood."

"Why?"

"It's just... hard," Annabelle sighed, "Doing all of this."

"Then why not stop, sis?" Sophia said.

"Because... people like that bastard would let Saul burn the whole world down."

"Well, ummmmmmm..." Sophia said, "How about we talk about... something else? Like you need some TLC, big sis!"

Annabelle sighed as Sophia walked over to her.

"Just look at yourself," Sophia chuckled, "Always walking around in robes, and cloaks, and bedsheets? What are you? Batman?" She giggled as she covered her mouth as Annabelle rolled her eyes.

"I do look at myself," Annabelle answered, "I'm not even human anymore, Sophie."

"Well, ummmmmmmm..." Sophia answered, "Humanity isn't... like... what's on the outside, you feel me? It's on the inside."

Annabelle started chuckling.

"I feel even more monstrous on the inside!" She laughed before she slowly cut off. "I want to go back... back to the old days..."

"Doesn't everyone, big sis?" Sophia said. "I missed the days of living right on Virginia Beach! We could just walk out and go to the beach! Anytime we wanted! But dad said it was too expensive and then we had to move away... but... stuff happens, you know?"

Annabelle Heart sighed before she curled up into a ball on the ground and started crying.

"... This is all my fault," She started, "If I didn't suggest we go to the beach, then we would have never got stuck out there! All of us would still be alive and I wouldn't be this thing!" She loudly cried as Sophia patted her on the side.

"There, there..." Sophia said. "... It wasn't your fault at all. Sometimes... Shit just happens."

"When Saul's dead... I will stop, I promise," Annabelle said.

"... Are you sure you can even keep that promise?" Sophia said, "You know, you say that you'll stop at Saul, and then when he's dead, then it'll be you'll stop when you want to."

And to that, Annabelle had no response.

"But, how about we go for a walk? Get some fresh air?" She said as she offered a hand. "It's too musky in here."

"... Sure," Annabelle took her hand as she wiped the tears away. "Let's go."

The Forgiven Compound.



The very night of the destruction of the Greenwood estates, Luther Saul was in his office and pouring whiskey into, well, a whiskey glass. He was sitting on his desk as he sighed before he took a sip of his whiskey. It was all the same thing again, and again.... and he looked forward and saw a portal, a circular and otherworldly thing, open up on the other side of the room. The portal was glowing with a bright orange light and had several lengthy orange tendrils extended from outside the portal. Looking into the portal seemed to be less like a portal into a different place and more like the entrance to a living being. Like it's gaping maw.

And out stepped the Messiah, looking glorious and regal in robes.

"Messiah!" Saul was almost compelled to bow down. He dropped to his hands and knees as the Messiah walked up to his side.

"I wanted to know your progress, Saul," The Messiah softly spoke.

"Messiah, the Greenwood Coven is no more,"

"... Was it by your doing?" The Messiah asked. "Because it seems like Annabelle consumed them in an attempt to get even stronger."

For once, Saul was at a loss for words, "... At least those dredges are gone."

"Which leaves Annabelle, the government dogs, and the Witches..." The Messiah said as they put their hands together from underneath the robe. "Government dogs seem to devote a lot of energy into defeating Annabelle, however..." The Messiah trailed off.

"... They are not able to stop her, I can feel it."

"Then who can?" Saul asked.

"Mother can... are you doubting her infinite power again, Saul?" The Messiah gave Saul the side-eyed and Saul almost pissed himself. "Remember what I told you the last time you doubted her? What would happen?" The Messiah put their fingertips together.

"No-no, Messiah!" Saul quickly answered.

"Good," The Messiah said, "Because if you place your faith in Mother, she will grant you everything you want and desire and grace you in her loving glow... On your feet."

Saul immediately hopped to his feet and he looked at the Messiah as they walked towards the door. "Mother requests an offering to remain happy... you better have one."

"Of course, Messiah!" Saul said, "Everything is ready!"

"Good," The Messiah trailed off.

"... Then show me."




In the deep dark depths of the Forgiven compound, there was a place that nobody knew about, except for those in the know. The high ranking inner-circle of Saul and the Messiah... and they walked through the basement up until they reached a metal door. Standing at each side of it was Savannah and Dean Farrow, and they both opened the door for the two leaders of the Forgiven. When the door opened, the small room was illuminated with dozens of candles which gave it an orange glow... and in the middle of the room was a table, with a woman that was bound to each end. Completely nude, and her body was covered in various symbols - primarily REDEMPTION was written all over her body.

Her eyes were covered with a cloth as she screamed as possible when she heard the door open... but it was slammed shut the very second that the two stepped in. She was loudly gasping for air as she tried thrashing around, but the Messiah walked over to her and put their hand on her chin. They rotated it until they saw the brand on the side of her neck. The Messiah smiled.

"... Calm down, child," The Messiah started, "You will be presented to Mother shortly for judgment."

"I don't know what's going on!? Please let me go!" The woman shouted.

"You lived a long and sinful life..." The Messiah let go of her face as they took a step back. "It's time for you to be... Redeemed."

The Messiah raised both hands into the air and the woman felt a strange presence... a massive hole, in reality, was ripped right above her. It went into an orange void of spark and embers... but the light that was emanated off from the void felt like a living creature touching her. Slowly came out several tendrils that appeared to be made out of sparks, dying embers, and orange light that hid a horrific black mass withering underneath it. The tendrils descended and wrapped themselves around the woman and violently ripped her from what bounded her. It was so violent that it broke her arms and legs, and it gradually dragged her into the void, screaming for mercy from a thing that couldn't understand nor care. As she went into it... the Messiah floated up alongside her.

The two disappeared into the portal and the portal closed, disappearing without a trace. Leaving Saul, Savannah, and Dean in the room.... and Saul turned around as he said, "... I want you two to track down the Coven that's in Tampa."

Dean nodded.

"And then what?"

"I want you to watch them, figure out what their plan is, and what their next move is..." Saul sighed as he put his hands into his pockets. "... We will eliminate them, and whoever else is affiliated with them."

Kimberly Walton's hotel room.



In a liquor store not too far away, Kimberly was wearing a purple hoodie that was so oversized that it covered up the fact that she was wearing short-shorts. She walked in and threw the hood up as she walked over to the whiskey section... she wasn't much of a drinker, but she just grabbed the most expensive bottle of whiskey that she saw and reached into her pocket. She pulled out a photograph of her hotel room and focused on it... almost instantly teleporting over to her hotel room in a flash. A flash that the blind couldn't see, and it just appeared as if she disappeared in thin air.

Kimberly immediately grabbed the cap and turned it and downed as much as she could... before the burning hot sensation filled her mouth and throat and she ended up coughing it up. Kimberly awkwardly wiped the whiskey off as she went over to the bed and sat down.

"... You know that was stupid, right?" Rowan said as he leaned up against the doorframe with his arms crossed.

Kimberly hiccuped, "Eh, what does it fucking matter?" She said as she took a smaller sip of the alcohol and almost instantly felt the buzz overcome her. "We got these powers for a reason! Might as well fucking use them!" She took another sip as she was getting drunk as hell.

"Kim," Rowan said, "Talk to me, what's wrong?"

Kimberly grinned.

"You know what's wrong, Rowan!" Kimberly shouted, "Nothing we tried ever worked!" Kimberly chucked the bottle of whiskey across the room until it hit the wall and shattered instantly. Tears began running down her face. She pointed at the window.

"And she's out there, killing more people, getting even stronger! What the fuck is the point of even trying anymore? We're not strong-"

Rowan broke the distance between themselves and put his hands on her shoulders and gave her one solid shake to end her rant. He looked her dead in the eye as he said, "Kim, we'll find away. I promise."

"Well..." Kimberly slurred, "... Don't make promises you can't keep."

"You need to sleep off that alcohol... we need to take a break, we'll drive ourselves crazy obsessing over t-" Rowan tried to say before Kimberly lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his shoulders. She planted a deep kiss into Rowan's mouth that wasn't entirely unwelcome.

"... Let's both take our minds off of her." Kimberly said as she began taking off her hoodie.

Orlando, Florida.


The tea kettle loudly began whistling which barely obscured the... other sounds.

The young woman came and poured herself a nice glass of tea in the white mug... which turned a dark brown color as she stirred it around with the honey and lemon inside. After letting it simmer a bit, she took a sip... and then she turned her head around towards the family that was so gracious to take her in. And so gracious to give her their money. And the young woman repaid their kindness by just placing them underneath her spell. They were having sex with each other since the night she came and knocked on their door and the morning light came and they were still doing it. Probably until they died.

It was unfortunate that she had to, but this was the easiest way for her to gain access to their resources. It was awhile since she was in a meat suit and forgot that she was bound by their stupid meat suit rules... she had to eat, sleep, and all of that nonsense. Which was that she was so excited to make the multiverse fear her yet again so she can dump it for her true form.

The empire of sin and degeneracy will begin anew!

This body was not to Babylon's liking... not attractive enough for her tastes, and Ellie was definitely not physically capable of taking ravishings as Babylon appreciated. Babylon took another sip of her tea as she watched... part of her wanted to join in, but she had to leave as soon as possible. That pesky Coven was probably hot on her trail and the last thing that Babylon wanted was to deal with those stupid upstarts ever again.

Bah! The mere thought of them upset Babylon, so much potential, thrown away! Kayla wielded power like no other but she was misguided, narrow-minded, and foolish. Alyssa was far too busy worrying about doing the wrong thing and flaunting her heritage than realizing she was a Black Lux... the most feared type out there! Quinn was a similar, narrow-minded, fool that had wasted her golden Lux. Madison had the Jaws at her fingertips and barely uses his strength. Herik had so many women at his beck and call, yet he tried to be nice. Claudette... well, she's not long for this world. At least Maya spoke her language from time to time. The point was that they could if they had more than two brain cells to share, become one of the most powerful organizations out there! Yet, they sat on their ass and bickered.

No wonder Agatha left. Oh! Maybe I'll visit her later.

Babylon finished her tea. It was time to leave... before anyone got suspicious. It didn't matter long as she got away from the Coven, but she figured that the little government strike team was more of a problem. Which meant that she had to play her next few moves very carefully. That meant not leaving a discernible trail of chaos behind her that they could track. Worst comes to worst, she could dump this meat suit for a different one. Babylon could take over some little girl and pose as a kindergartener for awhile...

The ancient apparition grabbed her backpack full of all of everything that she needed and went straight for the door... and she stopped dead in her tracks when she sensed an Extra-Normal. Ah, it didn't take them that long to track me, did it? She thought to herself. Babylon immediately knelt as she walked up to the door and peeked out the window.

Standing there she saw a man she didn't recognize. He was wearing Nike-shorts, he was tall, and had on a tank top. He had his hands in his pockets as he stared up at the door. He was the Extra-Normal... and she took it that he already knew that she was in there. Babylon-in-Ellie grinned as she pulled out a lengthy kitchen knife from the backpack and opened the door and moved to the side.

When he stepped inside, Babylon lunged him with the knife... but he grabbed her wrist and near effortlessly stopped her as he stepped inside the house. He shoved her inside and closed the door behind her with his foot. Babylon smiled like a madwoman as she lunged him again and slashed at his throat and sent blood everywhere as she cut his throat... and he was still standing.

Babylon raised an eyebrow as the wound closed in a few seconds.

"... Ah, Babylon," A feminine voice came from the man. "After all this time, you haven't changed one bit."

Babylon stopped as she put the kitchen knife back in the backpack and began laughing.

"... Hemorrhagia!"

And out of Luis, gallons of blood came out of his body that seemed to be completely unnatural and it formed an Apparition made out of blood. She floated at his side as she smiled at Babylon.

"I see you're still subtle as always, Babylon," Hemorrhagia looked over her shoulder, and fortunately she couldn't see the sex pile that Babylon made out of that family. "But, I haven't seen a problem you haven't tried to solve by killing it or trying to fuck it away."

"Sometimes I do both in that order!" Babylon said with a stupid grin on her face. "But, I only killed three people on the way here." She laughed.

"... That you know of," Hemorrhagia shook her head. "Even if my organization didn't rule the Extra-Normal scene in Orlando, even if we weren't attached by a thin thread, I could still find you."

"Well, if you don't mind, I have to go..." Babylon tried to walk off, but the man grabbed her arm.

"Ah, have you met my new host Luis?" Hemorrhagia said with a cheeky grin on her face, "I'm sad to say it, but you're not going anywhere, Babylon."

"Come on, Hemorrhagia!" Babylon muttered, "I have people after me."

"Then we'll make accommodations..." Hemorrhagia floated around to Babylon-in-Ellie and grabbed onto her face. "For centuries I served you... and in return, you promised me a spot in an empire that never came to be."

"Well, there were a few hiccups."

"You were defeated by a human! Several times!"

"I also defeated several humans... if that counts for anything."

"But, I've wisened to your ways... and your incompetence," Hemorrhagia softly said. "And I was hoping that I would run into you because I want some repayment..."

"What are you looking for in return, Hemorrhagia?" Babylon said with a raised eyebrow.

"You serve me, and my new organization..."

"... And who are they?"

"... Dollhouse," Hemorrhagia, "It's an organization of Extra-Normals that give bodies to Apparitions, mold the perfect body for humans, and also we dispense cures for the various afflictions out there... also curses."

"And where do I come in on that?"

"What you do best," Hemorragia said with a smile. "Intimidation and brute force... we can give you a brand new body to throw those people you pissed off."

"Ooooooh."

"But, I'm gonna have to ask that you behave yourself," Luis said with a shake of his head. "We can't have someone like you drawing unnecessary attention to us."

"Oh..." Babylon heard the moaning get fainter and more hoarse as they're probably low on water and hydration. "No promises."

Luis looked over his shoulder.

"What about them?"

"We'll have to leave them," Hemorragia said, "At this point, they know too much.... but we aren't doing this again, Babylon."

Babylon giggled.

"... No promises."











The Reed Household.

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Fortunately, for the day before the Fourth of July, all Paragon Industries employees had the day off. Not that it made Emily any difference... Mr. Schmidt was so scared of her that he was practically paying her to stay away from him. He told her that he'd keep paying her as if she was working long as she stayed away. Whatever the Coven did get him scared, not that Emily cared. She had plenty of free time these last few days and intended to make the most of it.

It was primarily practicing her new abstraction... and Emily was sitting on the side of her bed and she pointed her fingertips at the glass of water that she had placed on her dresser. And out came several green tethers that attached itself to the glass and lifted the glass. Emily carried it over to her hand and looked at it. The tethers disappeared as Emily downed it. Since her awakening, she has been practicing using her abstraction. Unfortunately, this meant that the Coven was probably not going to take too kindly to her anymore. It was the looming threat of Babylon that probably kept most of them, except for the dumbest from messing with her.

However, things change, Emily has changed.

And that reminds her. Emily pulled out her phone and began scouring news articles for any trace or trail of Babylon. The rest of the Coven gave up on finding Babylon and it was obvious that she skipped town. When she looked at the news articles, it was that strange trail of murders (including the destruction of the Greenwood Vampire Coven) that took precedence. The situation in Tampa was getting a lot worse and Emily wasn't sure if maybe Agatha was right or not about looking into the murders when they had the chance.

But, Agatha wasn't that important.

One thing that caught Emily's eye was the headline: ORLANDO FAMILY DIE IN INCESTOUS ORGY. She narrowed her eyes as she kept reading and reading and it sounded like Babylon. This was something that she had to bring up with the Coven. Fortunately, they were having a meeting today... so Emily put on an outfit that consisted of black leggings, black converse, and a black pullover hoodie as she walked out the door to her moped.

Unfortunately, the whole trip to the beach house was going to take a bit since Tampa Palms was far away from everything.



Al Lopez Park.



In Kayla's absence, the position of leader was more or less thrust upon Claudette.

It wasn't something that she wasn't wholly opposed to, because it just made sense. For starters, Claudette and Alyssa both shared the role of den mother to a bunch of idiotic lesbians. The difference was that Lyss was adamantly against being the leader, so, naturally, that meant that Claud had to step up to the plate. Claudette was more of an authority figure to the Coven, and what helped was the fact that she tried to maintain some semblance of civility. The Coven is a rowdy bunch, but that was okay because Claudette was going to try to convince them to do something productive. Claudette wasn't exactly a veteran of the group unlike some of the others, but she knew that the Coven had some "in with a bang, out with a whimper" leadership. And by that she meant that the leaders of the Coven come in and talk big... but barely fail to accomplish much.

She witnessed it with Agatha, seen it with Kayla, and she was definitely going to avoid the trend. Or at least try to leave with what she came for. Claudette sighed as she walked through the beautiful Al Lopez Park. Apart from being the leader of the Coven meant that they had to induct new members into their ranks. Which was okay with Claudette... not to frown upon Kayla (Or Agatha, or the person who came before her, or came before her), but the Coven needed a more mature, grown-woman, method of making decisions like letting people in. Maybe that would help stop the constant bickering if they tried to filter out the people that obviously would cause trouble.

Still, Claudette found the gazebo that she told the new member of the Coven to meet her, and there were a few other members of the Coven on their way. Claudette sat down and looked around as she pulled a book out of her purse and began reading. The new inductee should be smart enough to figure out that she was the person here o meet her.




The Beach House.



Emily arrived at the fancy beach house Mr. Schmidt was kind enough to gift the Coven to leave him alone... to be fair, they'd probably be better off renting a library. The rich folks around here would definitely raise a fuss seeing a bunch of girls suddenly hanging around this place. On the other hand, they'd probably be used to Blake carting his whores in and out of the place. So maybe they'll think they're all his sugar babies and leave them alone. The other issue was attracting the attention of the feds... but, they seem to be super hunky-dory with the Coven. Emily stopped the moped in a parking spot and got off and walked up to the front door.

"... WHO THE FUCK DRUNK ALL THE FUCKIN' LIQUOR?! I TOLD YA'LL WE WERE SHARING IT, GOD DAMN IT!"

Emily heard Madison's voice as she took in a deep breath and then she opened the door to the living room of the place and stepped inside. And sitting there, like it was nothing, was some random bitch wearing a beanie cap... in fucking Florida. Emily gave her a look, but what was curious was the fact that she didn't have any threads or anything connecting her to anyone here. She was just there.

"Who in the cinnamon-toast-fuck are you?" Emily asked the girl as she tried to find something to use as a weapon.

"... Okay, that was the whitest thing I ever heard in my life for real y-" Madison said as she walked in, downing Blake's expensive imported wine like its water. She stopped joking when she also saw the weirdo that she didn't recognize. "Okay, yeah, who the fuck are you? More importantly, why is yo' boney ass here?"

Madison shook her head as she said, "The Jaws." and activated her abstraction and a shell of glowing ghostly bones. What didn't help was the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra and had on a white t-shirt with Adidas shorts on. Not exactly what she wanted to wear around a complete fuckin' stranger. Fortunately, the Jaws made that hard to see.

"Better start talkin' quick," Madison said, "Before I toss you out of here so hard you'll bounce on the ground."



vs.







“Sorry I’m late, Justin! Let’s get this show on the road, shall we?”
Lucie


"Better late than never!" Justin shouted as he shook his head. Thank God, or whatever fucked deity was up there, that somebody wasn't sitting around eating crayons. Even if Jill wasn't exactly what he had in mind for backup. He was expecting a few hundred Justice Riders at the better least, but better than nothing. Justin saw that she was attacking from one side, so he was quick to attack from the other. While she dashed forward with her blade, Justin launched himself forward with a blast from his hands. He fired another blast before he swung his leg out for a massive wide-arc kick that left a trail of energy.

Oh-One's bright red laser beam came from his hand as he attempted to parry the blade but the kick hit him in the back. The blade sliced into his frame but stopped midway through his shoulder. Oh-One quickly raised his hand and created a barrier around himself.

"Can't hide in here forever, tin-can!" Justin shouted as he began throwing a star platinum-style barrage of punches directly at Oh-One's barrier that was getting blocked.

"On the contrary," Oh-One's voice droned on as the shield began getting brighter and brighter and got increasingly unstable. "Engaging..."

The barrier started vibrating more and more as Justin quickly dashed away from it.

"... Assault Armor."


And the shield couldn't take anymore and an enormous explosion came from the barrier that incinerated the snow and grass underneath it instantly. It left behind red embers as it slowly began to fade away. Oh-One quickly flew up into the air assisted by his rocket system.







The barrage from the chaingun came to a halt as Oh-Seven saw a fighter jet begin to carpet bomb the tower. After activating scan mode, she identified that it was Isabella Levai... the last person she wanted help from. She sighed as she activated her jet-booster and began launching herself up into the air towards the Power Stone. She would check if Seshat was okay, but she can handle herself.

However, Oh-One's machine had a similar idea as it squatted down a bit before the jet boosters on it's back let loose a hellish stream of air-boiling flames. It was enough upwards force to send the machine forwards towards Izzy's fighter jet. The mech pointed it's chain gun directly at the jet soon as it had a line of sight and began firing.

Oh-Seven saw this as her golden opportunity to begin an attack on the robot. Her left arm transformed into a plasma gun that began charging a massive ball of blue energy, that, once it hit its peak, was larger than Oh-Seven. She narrowed her eye at the thing before cutting loose the ball of energy and it slowly traveled towards the machine while it was focusing on Izzy. When it got close, Oh-Seven fired a smaller, faster, ball of energy that hit the bigger orb and caused an enormous explosion that knocked the mech backward.

It sent it directly into the tower that caused some pieces of it to fall off, and it got some attention off Izzy.







"Regardless, there are more pressing things to deal with at the moment besides your lack of creative talent in your latest flop."
Jonas LAGner


"Lack of creative talent...?" Jaden parroted as he tilted his head sideways as everything else Jonas said went over his head (because Jaden's always the winner). But, he said he ain't got no creativity!? Or talent?! "Bitch, I got creativity out the ass, sorry your gimmick is being a pedo doctor!" He shouted out his reply as he crossed his arms. Yeah, he got that bitch now. The Numbah-one Ninja never backs down.

"Don't worry Jonas! If the ninja tries anything I'll just kill him."
Brown


"Hahaha, you think yo' ass can kill me?!" Jaden laughed at her like a supervillain as he threw his head back laughing. "Only thing getting killed here today is the verse of this diss track!" He said triumphantly to Jonas Lagner's wack pack as he focused, and in a puff of smoke came a giant boombox that started blasting a beat. He started dancing as the song started and he began rapping.

"♫ Alright, special report from the eastsiiiiide. The Numbah-One Ninjah, not yo sistah, one of the most sinistah ninjas to ever ninja. I see a buncha kids bout to run and get they fathers. Jonas Lagner, could be faster, think he could ever stand to the G. Had 'im cryin' over his little knee-knee, lil bitch can suck my pee-pee. Everywhere you go you see my name, because ya'll know I'm the best in the game. Because ya'll so lame, I gotta treat this like a game. Only thing ya'll can kill is my vibe. I'm the master lyricist you're just a masochist, better get it off yo' chest. While you prepare to suck my diiiiick! When my tongue is in motion bitches swear it's the potion, to make 'im put their booties in motion while you grab yo' lotion. I'm the chaos, you just a flash in the pan with no fans. I own the world, I can make it swirl, while you act like a girl. It just ain't fair, I swear ya'll abuncha... Squares. ♫"

He dropped his microphone as the beat stopped and when it hit the ground it exploded. For absolutely no reason at all. He put his hands on his sides as his speaker stopped blasting the beat. Well, Askin was right. He was lagging. It was maybe the Lagin Lagner effect, but Jaden wasn't going to stick around. He dropped into his Japanese salute.

"While ya'll are circle-jerking each other to exhaustion, I got a power stone to make a chain with!" Jaden disappeared in a cloud of smoke. "Bye, bitches!"
I peed on it.
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