The Enemy Within

Mer:

I wake up, taking in my surroundings.

The room was unfamiliar to me and I sit up startled.

My head hurt.. a lot, and what I recall of the night's events was all just a blur. 

The Overlord's return, the stabbing, water.. so much water and.. so many other things.

I blush from embarrassment trying to separate what was real from pure fantasy.

How much did I drink last night?!

I stumble out of bed trying to think.. was this? Bash's bedroom??

Of course it was, who else could it be..

A wave of sickening guilt floods through me as I think about Desmond.

How could I do this to him?

I remind myself that it wasn't real.. none of it was real.

But if not that then.. what was?

I rush over to the bedroom door and try to open it, if only to get some answers.

It was locked.

I groan and lean back against the door, trying to understand what happened.

Mer:

I am taken by surprise at Bash's entrance.

His mannerisms were doing nothing at all to help clear my head.

Was he even aware the effect he had?

Bash then proceeds to tell me that I was in a coma.. for weeks.

"Weeks?"

I whisper, giving him a startled look. The one he gave me back sends my heart racing.

There was a darkness to it that I did not recognize.

When Bash turns away I finally allow myself to breath and pace around trying to concentrate.

"Yes, of course.."

I look around the room trying to understand why I was here the whole time and not the hospital but I choose not to mention it and focus on the more pressing matter at hand.

"I'm sorry to hear about that.. is there, anything I can do to help?"

I question unsure.

The Imposter: 

"There is.." I begin as she offers her help, like I knew she always would...

"We..thought you were dead, well someone made it look like you were...unfortunately.."

I make a breathy sound of exghustation at all the troubling happenings.

"Someone blamed Desmond for it and even I was blinded.. because I thought I lost you." 

I look back at her with a smoldering look.

" But maybe you can bring him back.. from the dark brink.."

I let her process that before bringing up Beolan. 

"Its not just Des either.. accuracy."

Mer:

Sebastian begins to further elaborate on everything that I missed.

Which was apparently a lot.

Why would anyone try to fake my death? And.. blame Desmond for it?

It just made no sense..

I think to myself somewhat puzzled before being caught up in Bash's smoldering look.

I grow hot and look away embarrassed.

"I can try.."

I respond, trying to imagine Desmond's reaction to my sudden appearance, after everything that had happened.

Bash then mentions another and I finally look back at him in conern.

"Oh?"

The Imposter:

Meridieth seems confused why anyone would want to fake her death.

 It was disgusting charming how she thought her upheaval would not tip the scales and out balance so much.  

She tells me she'll try. 

"You'll try?" 

I repeat pacing around her dangerously.

"I need you to do this task as if all our lives depend on it Meri. Please." I drop the tone at please and look at her beggingly.  

I hesitate for a moment.

"Blythe managed to get Beolan out of Boren's citadel. Hes lose as well causing all sorts of havoc out of his mind. He doesn't trust us, but he'll trust you perhaps... I'm sorry to ask this of you. Considering your history... p..prehaps you should start with Desmond and together you could bring in Beolan?"

Mer:

Sebastian's tone changes and I tense up a bit intimidated at it.

Why was he acting this way?! Did he truly believe I wouldn't put my best foot forward?

Like I had any control over either of them...

I grow a bit agitated and try to keep a cool head when he changes his demeaner to more of a plea.

I calm down.

Beolan is brought up and I cringe, being instantly reminded of the feather boa.

He was already here and I barely a chance to process the other night.

I swallow hard and nod my head in response.

"Ok.. yes, of course."

It will be fine.. should be fine.

What a disaster..

The Imposter:

 I watch her reaction to the news intrigued. Ever the strong face.

"Don't get hurt, they are not who you think they are."

I say simply and give her a HUG.

"I know you won't let me down." I whisper in her ear and pass her along her cadet bag where a new pin and supplies were stocked for this 'mission'.

Tully was waiting at the end of the portal nervously.

Mer:


Bash cautions me regarding Beolan and Desmond.

I wasn't sure what he meant by that but I take my bag all the same and head through the portal.

Once on the other side, a young solder stood waiting.

I nod at him a little unsure before heading off to go find Desmond.

*Looks behind to see Tully following uncertain.*

"Yes?"

I question wandering WHY he was following me.

Tully:

I freeze up when THE Meredith talks to me. 

I look off to the side unable to look at her straight afraid.

She was so amazing. And ALVE. Best news ever.

Maybe I can be her bodyguard and NOT Blythe's    

Well till we find the others, I don't think I can be a better bodyguard then Des or Beolan....

But MAYBE they will be hard to find

"Uh..I..he...King told me... help you." I stumble my words in the presence of greatness. 

"Like I can get..us transportation or call for backup if it goes.. wrong.."

I pause.

"Did he mention Beolan might be a vampire?" I blurt out scratching my head, right between the teddy ears.

Mer:

Tully explains his presence to me.

Ohh...

I slow my pace so we can walk together.

Tully then mentions that Beo might be a vampire.

.....

I look back at him startled wondering why Bash chose to be ambiguous with that detail.

Is that what Bash meant with that, "they are not who you think they are" comment?

I ponder this for a moment before heading towards Cary's house as he was Desmond's mentor and seemed to be as good a place as any to get started.

**Time Skip travel time/transport arrangements**

Once we arrive (after many passing looks of SHOCK on the street), I approach the front door and knock.

Carry:

I still couldn't use telepathy since ... the incident so I had NO idea who was behind the door. I felt very blind more so then I was without SPIDER SENSE.

*opens door like a normie to be surprised*

"Meridieth." 

My expression was blank and I tug at my glasses wondering if they were working right or I was still very impaired.  But her sweet human scent was quite rememberable in our world that had so few. 

"Y..your once again..alive." I blurt out not so polite as I would be but I was still recovering from having every monster in my life in my head. I was so tried and could never get under a hours worth of sleep still having so much in my subconscious from the hive mind. 

Tully looked anxious like Mer didnt tell him THE PLAN on the way he shuts up to not give anything away to anyone who might be involved.

Mer:

Cary opens the door looking quite.. exhausted.

I felt bad coming to him so unexpectantly but we were on a crunch for time it seems which left me little room for formalities.

I counter his response with an awkward smile.

"Yes, I seem to be making a habit of that."

I tease at my own expense before glancing over at Tully who looked rather anxious.

Perhaps I should have been more open with him on the way over. I was just, so preoccupied with where I was going and what I was going to say when I got there that I sort of.. forgot.

I look back at Cary and try to get to the point.

"Obviously rumors spread of my disappearance were highly exaggerated. "

I pause still trying to think how to word this.

"I also heard of what happened to Desmond during this whole ordeal."

My heart sinks.

 "Do you know where he is?"

I question while still in the back of my mind struggled to understand what happened.

I should have asked more questions when I was with Sebastian but everything in that moment felt so strange and overwhelming.

The Imposer

The clone leaves and I spend a few moments collecting my thoughts before pressing out another portal on the other side of the room.

It leads to a secret room at Reeducation Center holding.. ANOTHER Merdith. 

The last few days she was unresponsive,  zoned out, then became violent. Quite temperamental. 

"Hello Meri." I greet her charmingly as if this was the first time I saw her today.

"Are you ready for your latest treatment? We're almost done."

SOON she will be ready to be entangled with my soulfire. For days she has been slowly changing unknowingly with every treatment, some days she takes well to it, others its quite painful and has side effects. 

I wonder how much she suspects is wrong and how much she can tell reality from the awful moments the chemicals take over.

We all insist she came to us ill after her kidnapping and this was 'helping' her. That she must be kept in this sterile hospital room.

Ettie:

I wait in the doorway watching Dad.

 Wondering if this was..IT.

For days everyone has been preparing for the invasion. Crystal brought the worst news ever.
Beolan was a vampire and what of the King?

How was he not...

It has almost been a blessing to not know more, no communication from the city. 

Finely someone showed up and its..

"M..m.. Meridieth !" 

I rush over too excited to be shy right now.

Wait till Desmond sees! He'll be SO happy! 

All will see such a terrible lie was false.

Tully looks at me in judgement for such a outburst like he was so much more maturer then I.

Dad looks at me for a moment before continuing. 

(Carry): "He might be in the barn..we've been preparing for days for the next attack. The female vampire is here, we haven't seen Beolan and... we question if the king is turned.. he isnt is he?" 

I suck in a breath waiting for bad news I felt so bad for leaving all of them thinking the worst happened...

Mer:

Ettie spots me through the doorway and I can't help but smile at her excitement.

She was so sweet.

It was hard not to get caught up in the moment when I saw her again.

Carry mentions Desmond might be in the barn among other things.

I brighten at the news.

It was a lucky guess on my part to go to Carry first.

"I do not believe that he is."

I respond to Carry's question about the king being turned.

If he was, I'm sure I would have lost my neck more than once during our last meeting.

"Would you mind if I check for him?"

I ask regarding Desmond.

Meredith:

I glance over startled when Sebastian enters my scene.

Scattered memories of both pain and anger were present. 

Though none of them were clear.

I tug at my restraints in annoyance.

"Almost done?"

I hiss.

Why am I here again??? And why is Bash the one poking me with needles!!!

I struggle in a tantrum.

Carry:

Merdeith being alive was not the only good news she brought us. It was a relief to hear Sebastain made it. 

I did fear for his mind though and had at least one more treatment for him. If I could get it there.

I give Etta a look of relief as I know she was worried, she saw him in such a bad way.

The women of course was Bellatrix... 

I don't think we have to worry about Orion anymore... 

"Of course please feel free to look around, he came to us in a bad way but we did what we could and he's been a big help as we prepared for the next phase."

The Imposter:

"So nice to hear your voice again Meri!"

I ready the needle and then inject her restrained arm.

I stroke up her arm thoughtfully before signing.

"How many times must I explain this.... your capture left you in quite a way. I'm doing all I can to put you back together again."

I let her loose to see if she behaves better.

"Have I ever let you down??"

Desmond:

It was wild how much better I was now after escaping the center days ago. The Foxes really have quite the medical setup and so many had been focused on fixing me up thinking I was their best hope against Beolan... For some reason...

I guess it was because I already killed a Starker vampire before... Or maybe they think I have some sort of insight into Beo that would make me the best option.

Crystal thought the whole water destruction was a calculated move be Beolan and his benefactors as a way to keep Trydeins away. I think the disintegrating gas was enough of a reason, but eh, better safe then sorry I guess, even for a supposed 'god'.

As everyone plotted and spun suggestions, (in the background Crystal mentioned wetsuits at one point and asked if it was possible to convert any windmills into fast enough giant fans against Beo's ash.) I hung out near the back working at my own set up. I burned my old worn bloody clothes in a metal bin (don't want that where it can easily float around in the air to hurt anyone. I might be trying to kill a monster with his ashy air but I'm not going to stoop to his level and make a air weapon that could hurt others).

I took a syringe full of blood from my arm, emptied it with other disposable scraps and wood pieces, and repeated the process of burning them to ashes. I got another syringe of my blood and emptied it into the ash to really make sure it had a good amount of blood in there.

After that had dried, I made sure to crush it up so it wasn't clumpy and was back to an ashy powder. I then used some blade molds that I had asked the hunters for and applied sand to them. I used my fire powers to head up the silica and as it melted into a glass I made sure to apply the ash so it would bake in with the glass.

I wasn't sure how good the idea would work. It's not like I had had anyone to test them out on before and it's not like being that close up would be good anyway (disintegration and all) but at least it was something. They already had the long rang Veru vials, (for the glass to shatter and peirce into the skin coated with saliva or blood). So at least they'd also have a possible close-up option if they really needed it or ran out of vials since those were all one-use items.

I peer at the newest razor-sharp, sparkling ash glass blade I finished making. Fighting ash with ash... I guess if Beo kills me, I died leaving something ironic I guess.

Mer:

"Thank you Mr. Foxe."

I bow my head in gratitude before leading the way to the barn

Before we get there however, I turn to Tully wondering if he had anything further to say.

"My apologies Tully, I should have included you in my plans much sooner. Is there anything you would like to say before we proceed?"

I check in with him.

Sebastian sent him along to help me after all, I would be a fool not to utilize his knowledge, especially after everything that has happened.

Tully:

I look at Meradith wide eyed.

"N..no? Ma'am"
I reply not sure I was being too helpful outside driving the ship. 

All around us so many people were doing amazing things, so much firepower and weapons. 

I DO see a threat. An old grandma EYEING Mer evilly.

I keep a hand to my blaster not afraid to take her OUT for the lovely Meridieth. 

I think all these slayer types would KNOW if a vamp was among them but if not I am ready. ANYONE could be one if Beo is one after all.

Meredith:

Sebastian was too quick with the needle for me to avoid it.

I really did not want more of that stuff - It was terrible and hurt like a bitch.

I cast a dark look in his direction when he complains about having to re explain himself or whatever.

"My apologies for the inconvenience. It must be so difficult having to repeat yourself while I'm the one writhing in pain in these restraints."

I snap back at him in discomfort, trying to remind myself to be kinder as Bash was only trying to help.

He reminds me of his nature and I close my eyes trying to focus on that instead of my bad attitude.

This anger was so foreign to me. 

I swear I am really not this person..

When I open my eyes I see that I am let out of my restraints.

I lean back against the blue padded wall and stretch out my aching shoulders in response.

"Thank you."

I say to him subconsciously keeping in mind the direction of the door.

"I did not know.. you did this sort of thing."

 I motion towards the needle in thought.

Mer:

"Hm."

I think to myself at Tully's response before leading us the rest of the way to the barn.

"Desmond?"

I call out to him, once inside.

Desmond:

Crystal looks up from planning to do a double take and stare at her.

I hear my name called and look over.

I see... Mer...

I tense, feeling pain shooting up my arms at the visual of her.

She's... Not eaten...

I feel a pain in my head as all the thoughts come back. Her room clawed up. Doren licking the blood. The first-person imaginations that the doctor had dredged up with his white noise. Memories supposedly suppressed of clawing her up as she screams and looks straight at me terrified and betrayed. A situation I had to remember in order to accept responsibility for what I did and move on.

The cadavers and eaten-up remains that I had been forced to witness. The needle jabbing. Jabbing away into my flesh.

I have to turn away, wincing. I put my forehead in my palm, feeling the coolness of it against me. I colors dance in my vision and I squeeze my eyes shut.

I stumble back and feel the barn wall against me.

A part of me wants to sit down and avoid her. Avoid the pain. Like she was some sort of hallucination.

The other part of me.. was fucking pissed.

I feel so much betrayal and dismay that triggers a headache in my already stab-hurting head. I tensed with pain and try gasping for breath.

Fritz:

I look up from what I was busying myself in the war efforts.

It was MERI..... Back from the dead AGAIN. 

I nearly drop the viles of Veru I was carrying but catch them with mad fast reflexes. 

((Plot twist..)) I think to Crystal not to be rude but...

Crystal:

(("Where had she been?? Think she faked her death to run off with Beo only to realize it must be hard for him to... 'get it on' being undead and all so she crawled back?"))

I mentally ask Fritz, assuming vampire men couldn't do the deed.

(("Or maybe during the time she was away Boren gave her an upgrade and energy is gonna shoot out her chest like Klaus.."))

Eyes narrow at Mer suspitiously.

The Imposter:

She grows restless with this, well so do I. 

Patience. 

Meredith makes an observation as I shift through the medical bag after disposing of the needle. 


I gather out a few more medication for the day.


"Of course I do runs in the family doesn't it... didn't Sorin.. and Blythe..Bel.....Boren.." I slip out to SEE how she reacts.

"How does it feel? Worst, better?"

 I ask after a moment of her latest dose as it should be spreading through her bloodstream quite quickly now.

Ettie:

*zones out while Papa pours me tea - wormwood tea of course

He was telling the family the good news. 

Dark clouds that loomed over us felt lifted.

*fantasies what sort of flowers I'm going to pick at Des and Mer's wedding* 

 Yay for happy endings and true love   

Mer:

The reaction I get as I enter the scene was a cold one.

Desmond did not look well..

I press on trying to explain myself to them as I slowly approach the group.

"I understand my sudden appearance is upsetting and I can't imagine what you all have been through. "

I cautiously stop in place so I was still a fair distance from them.

"I was in a coma.. "

How..

"The king found me.."

Where..

"I just woke up today and came over as soon as I heard."

Why didn't Sebastian tell them all this as soon as I was discovered?

Further questions enter my mind as I try to explain something I did not fully understand myself.

Meredith:

I stagger sideways against the wall when the medication starts taking effect.

Here we go again..

I let out a small gasp at the shooting pain running right through me.

I can barely  concentrate enough on Sebastian's response when he says something quite strange.

".......Boron?"

I question with a morbid look, taking in the colour of the walls and remembering.... something.

Klaus said something in his explanation for not letting me go. Something about Boron.. or was it Bash?

I could hardly remember as it sounded completely mad to me.

I pant a little in the middle of a cold sweat before glancing over at Sebastian to respond to him.

"I feel fine."

I lie, worried if I said anything to the latter he would stick me with more of those drugs he had sprawled out.

I edge towards the door and bite my tongue from reacting again in anger.

Why WHY is he bringing up Boron at a time like this?!?!

"This is not the best time for telling jokes Bash."

I slump down a little in pain, growing quite pale.

What the hell kind of drugs are these anyways!?!

Desmond:

Upsetting? My eye twitches.

What we 'ALL' have been through? What with 'her disappearance' or the blood-sucking vampires destroying the city?!

I grind my teeth against the pain.

Coma?

Images flash in my mind of tiger claws ripping into Mer. Her pale face.

The King?

Mer staying over at Bash's before we broke up...

I close my eyes, just breathing.

I couldn't even feel relieved that she was actually alive. Everything coming out of her mouth was so insultingly distant, unemotional, vague, and held like some sort of formal press conference as if she cared more about softening the public's feelings about what they must think of her than giving an actual damn herself. But I guess what else should I have expected?

Maybe the coma was to blame. Maybe she didn't know anything or maybe she just didn't care to be vulnerable and say anything of substance to the public who shouldn't be entitled to her business.  Or maybe she didn't want to make things all about her when were planning a war here, but if that was the case, she sure instigated the conversation and was vague enough to keep people guessing. For all I know, they probably think I left her in that coma. Not that I care what they think at this point given how opinions can suddenly sway.

And then there was what little we were actually told... Sebastian finding her? When did that happen? Last we heard he was attacked by vampires and then locked away in that bubble of his. What is he even doing now?

I needed answers. None of it had made any sense that night. She went to the meeting and imminently was taken and a crime scene set up?

"Where is Sebastian now?" I question with a dark tone, still not looking at Mer.

I needed to find out who set me up and tear their throat out with my teeth!

I flinch as a new wave of pain stabs into me at the thought. It would be worth it though. Worth it. I grind my teeth, shaking as the phantom stabs pound away into a mind-numbing roar and my head sways slightly as I see white spots against the blackness of my eyelids.

The Imposer:

I watch her reaction rather emotionlessly.

"I told you about my real father...remember what I did to him.."

I remind her  as I come over and check her pulse acting like I was keeping busy. 

"Well I failed to mention my real mother.."  

I whisper in her ear and till absentmindedly play with her wrist.

"It was Blythe..and her father was Boren.."

Meredith:

Sebastian wanders over to check my pulse but with an emotionless sort of look about him.

I grow uncomfortable with the subject matter and try to remain calm.

Unfortunately his big reveal sent me spiraling and I pull my wrist away in a temper.

"And you are telling me this now because?!"

I hiss quite angry at his deception.

What else was he hiding? I thought we were closer then that.

I had had enough either way.

I make a run for it to the door.

Mer:

"He was in  his-"

I stop myself from completing that sentence as it sounded BAD.

"He is in the throne room, would you like me.to take you there?"

Des wasn't even looking at me.

...

Edna:

*smiles flakily to everyone*

I did NOT mean to come here but I suppose I was learning something of a counter attack..
I still had a list for Chaos.

The EYE

The heart 

and find the blonde vampire. He would have been easy to find in court..but alas I was KIDNAPPED by those brutes forced aboard the hypertrain.

The ONLY thing I can be produce here is finding the heart.

It was tea time and the savages were celebrating the dark slave driver's return alive.

"Oh no thank you." 
I turn away a cup of DIGUSTING southern sweattea.

"Do ya have any Earl Grey, no I'l look dont worry. Not to be bother. No worry!"

I wave off any help and look through the cabinets.

(Carry):" Earl Grey...." *slight memory* 

I call back playing small talk.

"Oh ya its new English I think.."

(Carry): "English..*triggered a little* *but Ettie distracts him with frivolous talk*

(Ettie): "M..maybe B..be o isnt a . vvmm*cant say vampire* too?"

*I dig faster in the cupboard looking through jam jars for THE JAR. SO I CAN GET OUT ALIVE

The Imposter:

"Because I wanted you to finely know.." 

*transports at the door so she runs right into me.  I grab her arms to contain her from changing direction or slipping away. 

"Who I am?" I pick her up like a ragdoll to an awaiting gurney in the corner allowing her to struggle and fight if she wishes so I can pull her back just out of reach of escape again.

Desmond:

Sneers annoyed at the news. Bash still locked away in his bubble. Earlier, I would think at least maybe he would be recovering or planning something but given he has supposedly been wandering around enough to find Meri but not enough to come here then I have ever reason to think the worst of him. Maybe he didn't even 'find' Meri. Maybe he set all this in motion. Who else would have had the motive or power to sway the cops?.. He already kept her in his room once...

"I don't think they'd let me in..."

Big shield bubble and all.

And they better not, I think darkly and twitch imagining what I might find if they do. Would her smell permeate the place as if she had been there for awhile?... Like back on the station?...

I shake thinking... if Bash did this... If he kept her and framed me... And if she's covering for him because of his position...

I grind my teeth in a grimace.

One... One threat at a time... I might... Might be... Rushing things... Need evidence first... Need to not make a mistake and screw over the wrong person like I was screwed over... It was too important. I had to get it right.

"Where we can go is the Center. I don't know if I can b-b-"

Shakes violently and puts my head in my hands.

Gets triggering flashes of bitten-into and splayed-open corpse of Meredith. Intestines exposed and trailing out. A blood-soaked carpet and guts everywhere. The dead Mer's pale waxy face and cold blue lips, suddenly morphs into Beolans and the smell of decomposing undead rot fills my nostrils. The taste of flesh rotting and crumbling away to ash in my mouth.

If I can't even SAY it. How am I supposed to actually bite Beo?? This is why I can only rely on the Veru or Deicidium to work instead. Or at the very least burn his corpse instead. Unless the rage of the moment can over come it like I hope it will for the bastard who set all this in motion.

"DEAL with Beo until they.. They do something!"

Maybe... Maybe they can undo what they did!

I finally open my eyes and look towards Mer knowing I'd need her presence as proof.

Just stares at her.

Mer:

"Whatever you need I will do it."

I respond softly sensing his inner struggle.

My heart ached for him.

When he finally looked at me, it was a stare.

I felt sick.

What did they do to him?

I turn around and lead the way to the Center trusting he would somehow follow.

Desmond:

Takes quick shallow breaths as if I breathe normally I'll breath in Beo's rotten flesh.

The taste in my mouth is gross and I tense and keep my mouth shut trying not to dry heave.

Mer turns around and I gag as the dry dirt taste turns sour when my mind goes to a 'prey Mer' having her back turned to me. But at least I can breathe easier without Beo scent in my lungs.

I tear my eyes away from her and instead try to focus my mind elsewhere, as the pain in my head thuds away. I grab a couple vials that I attach to my belt, then look back towards the way she went but at the ground a little ahead and head out.

Meredith:

Bash transports in front of me and picks me up before I can get away.

I struggle and scream at him but it was completely useless.

I was not getting away.

He straps me onto the gurny and rips off my clothes.

I cringe wondering what part of my treatment this was meant to be.

The tone of our scene changes when he gets on top of me.

I panic and try to reason with him but he wasn't there, there was nothing but darkness in those eyes to which I did not recognize.

He kisses me and I bite him back, he hits me and I taste my own blood.

Despite my best efforts I was completely helpless in the moment and suffered my final moments of life in pain and humiliation before eventually succumbing to the darkness.

Tully:

I am forgotten again.

Everyone's walking.. back to the city ..it would take..DAYS.

I head out to the ship, start her up and drive slow behind them till we can prode Desmond safety into the car.

"Its a small ship." I apolgize for the seating, I thought they were the 'dream team' love seat would be fine. Hes skinny though so.. its fine.

I tell myself as we drive along. I push the speed to get there sooner but not drive TOO fast to cause poor Des more trauma.

We get to the center and I open the door. 

I hesitate letting the center know we are here....

WORRIED what could happen to Desmond, if they come out and take him.

I let Mer and Des figure out the next move and turn off the ship.

I look out at the center, it gave me the creeps. All the SCARY aliens going too and fro here. 

**Tully is not going inside BUT if Des or Mer choose too...

The blue (instead of white) padded 'special' room is now fully lit up with experimental radiation enhancing the LIGHT. It is blinding. 


Meridieth's broken corpse levaiting upward - is being brought back to life and restored in a blaze of energy burning her up and recreating her in the Overlord's image. 


The overlord is PERSONALY transferring the soulfire energy into the corpse so she PASSIONATELY comes to life ERAPURED by the force entangling them not just physically but their very souls connected. 


Have fun with that **

Mer:

I exit the car first prepared to answer questions as Desmond was clearly in no condition to.

Once we are inside the building the place was a ghost town. All except for a glowing light coming from one area of the building.

Ok?

I give Desmond a look and cautiously proceed to where the light was coming from.

Once at the door I cautiously listen in but the room must have been insulated or something because I hear nothing.

I turn to Desmond awkwardly.

"Perhaps we should just.. walk in?"

It felt a bit rude but I don't think they are going to hear us out here if we knock.

I open the door and squint as my eyes adjust to the blinding light.

Oh Dane...

I see a couple hovering mid air having.. it looked like Sebastian and... was that?

*Faints*

Desmond:

The whole car ride there I'm very much aware of her body so close to me.

Body tense, teeth firmly set.

I could feel her there. Her warmth beside me. Hear her breathing.

It was dizzing in the mind-numbing pain. I stare out the window afraid I'd throw up on Mer if I didn't.

As time went on though and I kept my eyes out gazing at the scenery, I felt my heart beat slow and my tense lessen. At least the pain in my head had subsided by the end of the trip.

We get there and Meri takes the lead in trying to help me. I manage to at least look at her now, without feeling like actual total garbage, so I guess that was progress after being in her presence so closely for a bit. I give a wary, stilted nod.

I squint and hiss, covering my eyes and moving my head away from the blinding light.

I see the shadow of Meri collapsing, in a moment of worry and instinct I go to her and cover her body with my own, hissing at whatever unseeing enemy knocked her out. So preoccupied with the unseen threat my mind doesn't even go nuts that 'Mer' is vulnerable with me right there.

I breathe in and all I smell is Mer and sex and... And Sebastian?...

Hisses blindly and raises my marked hand and starts pouring out more and more smoke hoping to darken the place against the blinding light that wants to pierce through everything.

The Imposter: 

Obviously the RAW POWER melted those door locks. The ReEd Center budget fails us again....

 but there was something about the dark smoke that effected me deeply  - Bash's curse and Flynn's  Chosen Dark Lord Power 


I gasp for air and not in pleasure anymore but truly choking on it. Meradith's sweet scent snuffed out for brimstone's smoke.  I find myself on the ground in the unnatural dark not even my night vison lenses could see though. 

I do however make the effort to still hold Meridieth CLOSE and to myself to give Desmond a nice view. 

"YES?" I look at him - or where I sensed him tensely stroking Meri's hair back. 

The poor thing might be a little..disorented after all and not ready truly for the FIGHT just yet.

Desmond:

So THIS is what happened?? This twisted fuck kidnapped Mer so he could make who knows how many versions of her to fuck after having her held captive in his room for one night?? The freakin' psychopath! How did I never know Bash was this insane!?

But I guess that's what everyone says, isn't it? Put up a front of normalcy when in their own dark private thoughts there's a disgusting creature just waiting for their sick moment.

Was Meredith even the first!?? Who even knows!?

I don't even answer his little comment. As if I didn't already have reason enough to furiously be disgusted, and despise and hate him. His Flynn-damned casualness about this just continues to stoke the flames and all I see is red.

Ripping his throat out would be too quick. Too merciful for this sick creature who deserves more... So much more...

Back in this place, Flynn's words come to me. Punishment... They deserve punishment.

I teleport Mer outside with Tully and lay her against the hood. I don't have time to put her nicely in the car. He can get away at any moment. "Watch her!"

I teleport back, this time behind Bash and Mer, and grab his head, channeling electricity out into it. My teeth clamped tightly and my limbs tense, as I do so.

The Imposter:

Desmond targets my head to lose focus. 

I try to concentrate on linking up with the blood flowing in his veins to try to move his hand upward and off mine. 

I can't focus with his pressure so I instead release very hard crystalline spiked horns out from my head to impale his hands to let GO.

It was easy enough as I had quite alot of scales and crystalline out over my body from the sweat.

"Desmond I'm not the enemy.. ENOUGH..." I warn him one more time before trying to box him in with light platforms that shoot out around  him trying to catch him on both sides the top and the bottom to make the square. 

I still cant focus and just slice him a bit while trying to fully box him.

*nervously eyes the blood and blood bends it back into his eyes trying to distract him to transport us away*

Tully:

I look alarmed at how MAD the cool and collected Desmond was.

Something happened! Something BAD!

"MERIDIETH!?"

*shakes her freaking out then stops to try to pull her inside the ship to properly seat belt her in before she falls 

Mer:

I startle awake and resist Tully's pull.

"Tully stop, I'm awake!"

I snap at him, trying to understand what he was trying to do.

I look around and take in my surroundings.

I must have fainted.

"Is Desmond still inside?"

I ask really wishing I didn't see what I saw

Desmond:

Hisses and pulls my pieced palms back, blood starts to drip down my limbs without the horns to stop its flow.

The bastard actually thinks that?? What?? Does he think he's the hero in all this?? Or does he just think I'm stupid!?

I suddenly get jostled around, stumbling left, right, forward, back, as energy plates suddenly appear and skin my side a bit, skinning a bit of my arms.

Suddenly blood gets flinged into my eyes.

"Ack!"

I flinch, stumbling back. I keep my eyes shut as I ignite my hellfire flame engulfing my body as a defense against whatever he might pull while I can't see.

I extend my claws and flail around blindly but get nothing but air. I blindly take steps forward and claw all around my circumference but feel nothing. 

Hisses.

That's right.. Run coward.

I lower my head, then squeeze my eyes tightly then try blinking, hoping my eye fluids can take care of this soon. I hated being blind and vulnerable like this. He could come back at any moment and with an army who would believe and obey his every word.

And what's worse... I was HERE. In this damn center all over again. They could suddenly return and probably reprogram me to forget and fall in line. Maybe reprogram Mer too. After all, he was here using their facility and he is their precious Starker God King. Why wouldn't they do whatever he wanted?

I reach out blindly and slowly and hesitantly try to stumble my way forward. Warm blood cooling against the air dripped down my hands and arms, trailing spots.

(("Mer?? Mer did he get you??"))