Hazel's Phone
Mongrel

"I mean, if you'd like to file charges for the vandalism, you could have me have him arrested and I tell the local constables that'd it be best if TALOS handled it, or the American super cops. If he's a juvenile, we could make sure he's processed and placed in a suitable facility, like Dunwhich or something."

Pause.

"Speaking of the boy hunted by the Winter Queen, TALOS offers its protection for the boy. We're quite capable, in our own way."

Easton City, Suburb, Fyodor's Home

Fyodor shrieked faintly as he saw Mab again, hiding behind his father who still stood right besides him. Seeing that Aleksey growled before getting into a boxing position "Our talk will have to wait, bring my son to safety." He turned to face Mab "And you! You will leave my son alone this instant!" The smile Aleksey had on his face just a moment before was gone now, instead replaced with anger.

Storehouse

The Minuteman, being careful to stay quiet, decides to listen in on the wierd guards. Maybe he'd get something useful out of them.

Fyodor's House

"Aahahaha" the Dark Queen laughed amused. "You humans never fail to entertain me" and with that she *snapped* her fingers and Fyodor's father became still as a rock, and then fell backwards to the floor.

(note: he's unconscious, not dead)

"Now" she then said, turning serious, "Come to me, child, if you care anything about what might happen to your father."

Warehouse

"So" one of the 'guards' sounding bored, asked the other, "How long do we have to stay here?"

"Until the shipment arrives" the second one grumbled, annoyed.

"But shouldn't they have arrived by now?"

"If something went wrong, our leaders would have let us know. Have patience."

And they went back to their silent guardianship.

And then, fate intervened: an old floorboard Minuteman was standing over squeaked.

"Who's there??" one of the guards shouted, reading his rifle.

edited 13th May '17 1:15:50 PM by Sijo

Warehouse

Throwing caution to the wind, The Minuteman fully opened the door and walked into the warehouse.

"Detective Johnson, ECPD. I've got some questions for you."

The Minuteman knew better than to rush into combat, and he also knew better than to reveal his task or his employer.

He was prepared to enter Bullet Time as soon as they showed any hostile intent.

Storehouse

The only response 'Detective Johnson' got was a storm of bullets shot at him by the guard's weapons.

Blamblamblamblam!!

Time slowed around The Minuteman as he started moving faster. Evidently, he was a bit rusty. He almost got hit that time. After dodging the bullets, he stayed in slow time, attempting to disarm both guards and deliver a knockout blow on one of them with the butt of one of his SMGs.

edited 13th May '17 6:54:47 PM by ctrl_alt_deliiiight

Museum

Sebastian kept his eyes open as the elemental breathed fire at him, still roaring in fury. It would scorch his flesh and burn him, but because his nerves and brain didn’t work the way they used too, the heat wouldn’t kill him. The main threat would be the damage to his flesh-

-although he didn’t need to worry about that, since suddenly he was being moved to the other side of the room in a purple flash. He staggered slightly, before glancing at Amethyst. “Thank you,” he grudgingly admitted.

As he explained his plan, Sebastian nodded in agreement. “That plan shall have to suffice, but be careful. You aren’t as durable as I am.”

Museum

Ignis noticed that its targets had moved, faster than it could target them.

"ROOOARR!! Where am I? Why have I been taken here? Answer me or be destroyed!!!"

Unfortunately, unless anyone listening knew Latin, the only part of that they would get is the roar.

Meanwhile, in a corner, two museum staffers were hiding, and one says to the other:

"Man! First the Neo-Nazis, then someone tries to burn the museum, and now THIS? This place must be cursed!!"

storehouse

Minuteman successfully disarmed the 'guards'. However upon striking them, he would find them tougher than any normal human being would reasonably be. Luckily they could apparently not react as fast as he did.

Museum

Amethyst eyed Warlock dubiously. "Are you serious? I swear to God, Buddha and Vishnu- am I Hindu? I don't think- you had better have gotten some kinda badass upgrade with your new wardrobe, Mister Glass Cannon."

Amethyst disappeared in a blur, leaving Warlock behind as he took a position on the opposite end of the room. He got into position, clenching his body. Light dimmed, temperature dipped, lights flickered and magic faded. It wasn't every conceivable source of energy, kinetic energy and potential energy were off the table, but the entirety of the electromagnetic spectrum was apparently fair game, plus more exotic things.

"KaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"

edited 17th May '17 6:34:00 PM by God_of_Awesome

Ignis heard something behind it and turned around. It was the purple-crystals man. Why was it standing and screaming instead of whizzing around, it didn't know- and it didn't care.

Roaring again, it charged at the Crystal-Bearer like a super-hot freight train.

Museum

Sebastian snorted. "I am no longer bound by mortal endurance," was all he said to that. Amethyst did his teleportation thing and started to gather energy; Sebastian raised an eyebrow. He remembered that he had also immobilized himself to perform a powerful attack; merely smashing things seemed to be more of a suitable replacement.

As expected, the golem went for the crystal-bearer. Hoisting his greatsword, Sebastian took a step forwards and vanished, reappearing above the creature and dropping out of the shadows on the ceiling cast by his flames.

Like a silent bird of prey, he dropped downwards, using all of his deathly strength to swing his sword into Ignis's back.

Museum

As he saw Ignis steamrolling towards him, Amethyst dropped his charge at the second to last second and reoriented toward throwing his hands up, throwing up a semi-translucent purple shield in front of him for the fire golem to crash into.

Amethyst was actually quite careful with the construction of his shield here. He wanted the shield to have just enough give that the golem didn't merely bounce back when it struck. No, he wanted the golem to sink to a halt under its own momentum against his shield, stopping it just for a moment as he saw Warlock come down on it.

Easton City, Suburb, Fyodor's Home

Seeing his father fall on the wall enraged Fyodor - a lot. "I WILL NEVER COME WITH YOU! YOU'RE MEAN!" He quickly got out the raven mask of his satchel and put it on. the same as before he got enveloped in shadows before emerging clad in coat and mask again. There was a crash as dozends of ravens flew inside, all looking more than a bit agitated.

Museum

Amethyst's force field was indeed an unexpected surprised that managed to stop Ignis dead on its tracks.

Then Warlock's sword embedded itself on the volcanic elemental, causing it to roar again, but more out of anger than pain. It tried to reach Warlock but its humanoid form ironically put him momentarily beyond its reach. However, the madder Ignis get, the hotter he gets, and that heat was quickly rising up through Warlock's sword.

Fyodor's House

The boy's transformation into Voron only amused Maeb. "Foolish child! You think birds can defy the Queen of Air and Darkness?" And with that she gestured, and a stormlike wind suddenly started buffeting the room. "Now stop resisting and come along!"

"Not so fast, Witch!" a voice shouted, as a man suddenly entered the room. It was Simon!

The Traveler had, in fact, been hidden in Fyodor's house all along, at Hazel's request, since both knew Maeb was bound to strike there. He just waited for the right moment to make his entrance.

"Here! Have some iron fillings, courtesy of Winterbloom!" and he threw a handful of metallic dust at her.

"AAIIEE!!" she screamed, as the cold iron burned her skin.

"Misty! Take Fyodor to safety! I'll deal with Maeb!"

Easton City, Suburb, Fyodor's Home

Fyodor didn't budge, he raised the cane he had, pointing it toward his father and dozends of the ravens started trying to fly against the wind to reach him, should hey manage they'd heave him up and fly away to safety. The other ravens flew into the kitchen... only to return with iron forks, knives and spoons in their beaks, trying to fly to Maeb with it to dump it on her.

Maeb's winds died down, most likely due to Simon's attack. That gave Fyodor's birds the chance to act, and they retrieved his father and attacked the Dark Queen with the cutlery.

"EYAAH!! CURSED! CURSED, BE YE ALL! I'LL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!" she screamed, her body literally smoking now.

"Fyodor! Do as you're told and go with Misty to Hazel's! Take your father along!" The Traveler said, still standing between Maeb and her targets.

Fyodor's house

Misty finally managed to open a portal to Winterbloom's. Something about the new wards made it harder than usual, possibly because of Mab.

Misty pushed Fyodor through and followed in

The portal remained open.

"Simon! Hurry!"

Winterbloom's

Hazel looked up from her phone call as Fyodor appeared.

"I'll call you back later," Hazel said to Mongrel before hanging up.

Easton City, Suburb, Fyodor's Home

As the Portal opened Fyodor actually tried to push against Misty "No, I don't wanna! She hurt my dad!" But in the end Misty should find it easy to push him through, followed by the ravens.

Easton City, Winterbloom's

As he noticed he was in Winterblooms Fyodor actually took something that looked like it was made out of iron - not knowing wether it actually was - and threw it through the portal towards Maeb, not noticing the Traveller who stood between them. After quite a bit of time he calmed down - halfway at least.

Fyodor's house

Simon heard Misty's call.

But he ignored it.

He knew Mab would never give up on catching Fyodor. Besides, how many children had she abused in the past? How many more she will, in the future?

The very thought of it caused him to seethe. Usually, he was a Reluctant Hero at best. But there were things even he could not stand. This monster had to be taken down, once and for all. He didn't know if he could beat the Dark Fairy by himself, but he was going to give it his damnedest.

He looked into his 'belt of tricks' for something that might stimulate his adaptation powers into a useful form, but right then, the iron test tube holder that Fyodor hurled struck him on the back of the head, sending him reeling to the floor.

KRAK! AHH!

Mab: "DARKNESS! TO ME! SWALLOW MY FOE! DEVOUR HIS LIFE ESSENCE!!!"

Shadows swirled like winds, and Simon's form was suddenly lost inside them.

((OOC: Ahem. Help? Anybody?))

Winterbloom's

"Where's Simon?" Hazel asked.

Misty patted Fyodor's shoulder. "Don't worry. Simon can protect your dad."

Hazel's expression fell. "You left Simon alone with Mab?!"

"And Fyodor's dad," Misty protested weakly.

"Do you have any idea what Mab is probably doing to Simon right now?"

"You said Mab only takes children."

"Most of the time she does. But Simon is close to Fyodor and to me. She knows that, she knows that she can use that."

As Hazel talked, she began going through the boxes of supplies. After Papyrus' rampage the other day, she had yet to put them away. It was an eyesore, but right now it was convenient.

"Hazel," Misty said.

Hazel ignored her, continuing to gather components seemingly at random. She dropped them all on the ground and began mixing them at random.

"Hazel," Misty repeated.

Hazel began scrawling runes on the ground. They began to glow slightly. Misty knew what that meant: whatever Hazel was doing was beginning to kick in.

"Hazel!"

That got her attention. The runes stopped glowing. Misty got out of her seat.

"What are you doing?"

Hazel looked up, her expression blank.

"This will take me to wherever Simon is. If Mab has taken him to Fairyland, that's where I'll be."

edited 19th May '17 6:37:51 PM by emilyorthoclase

Easton City, Winterbloom's

Fyodor merely stood there for a while, trying to process what had happened, especially that his father was still in his home. If the portal was still open he'd try to run though it again to get his father.

-Easton City Streets-

When there is a large crowd of people, you tend to blank them all out.

You stay focused on your destination, paying little mind to the people around you.

This human behaviour was exactly what Kol was counting on.

It gave him the freedom to hide in plain sight. He would never be seen, granted he was careful.

But cameras were not so easy to fool.

And a seven foot tall winged Parasite was not exactly easy to overlook.

edited 22nd May '17 6:47:34 AM by Enirboreh

Museum

Sebastian gripped his sword tightly, twisting it into the elemental's back. T

he heat rising up it scorched his hands, but he didn't notice, or more likely he simply didn't care; he could still feel pain, but he didn't have any nerves to burn, and even though his flesh started to smoke, the revenant held onto the blade.

The stone that made up Ignis cracked, which was a rewarding sound. Sebastian's sword wasn't doing much damage at the moment, but soon it would manage to slice deeper inside the elemental, and things would likely get a lot more heated.

edited 22nd May '17 10:37:01 AM by Cwest5538

"GRARRGH!!" Ignis roared again as Warlock's sword managed to damage it more. Turning away from Amethyst, it ran as fast as it could at the nearest brick wall and smashed its way through as if it were paper, hoping the impact would remove the annoyance from its back. At the very least, it caused it to burst into the street outside the museum, scattering burning debris and bringing traffic to screeching halt (and causing a panic among passersby.)