Log:Legion of Doomed, Scene 3

Legion of Doomed 2012/10/21 	 Electric Bill Guardian Harlequin Invincible Longbow Speed Demon Starlight Superhuman Warhammer Warlock 3

The Monarch Opera House is a landmark from a previous age. In the downtown area, the jewel of Colonial Bay, the Monarch standouts out. It shut down along time ago. Mired in debt and red tape, no one has been able to refurbish it, or to tear it down and replace it with something else.

Starlight is alerted by the barrisa at Past Time's coffee shop and flies over, getting there with only a couple of halts on the way to ask for directions.

Superhuman also hears about it at Past Times. "Real superhero stuff? Can I come?"

When she came to Colonial Bay it was equal parts relief, and equal parts trepidation. Relief that, generally, the idea of the super hero would have people help her against her great grandfather when he shows up again. Trepidation because, well, it's wierd on this side of the line! So exploring her new home in her plainsclothes it doesn't take long for Clio to notice the strangeness about the Opera House. New and old magics, and that, is terribly curious in a technological city like Colonia Bay.

Resolving to come back in her armor and 'hero' id, Warlock does just that trying to stay to the rooftops rather than walk the streets. The new goings on though, that's /real/ interesting and she picks up her pace to stop at a nearby rooftop when she arrives. Hooded masked figure alert.

Harlequin steps out of a silvery blue rimmed 'hole' that opens in front of the opera house. He cocks his head to one side as he observes the building, absently tapping an overly ornate wand against this thigh/

Superhuman makes her way across town in a series of leaps. She's still not tried jumping as far as she can, finding even the speeds she's going quite hard to get used to.

It's a typical Sunday afternoon in Colonial Bay. From the outside of the opera house, nothing seems amiss.

Harlequin waves a hand at the portal and it closes with a soft crystalline chime.

Starlight arrives overhead, spotting other unusual persons around the area.

Starlight thinks to herself, "Now are they Vigils or bad guys. Or just watchers? I really should have tried to learn more about the local situation.

The portal garners attention as well, Warlock purses her lips and then drops down with an acrobatic grip on the rim of the rooftop, flipping, and landing in a crouch. Knees absorb the impact before she straightens up smoothly and walks over towards the opera house herself, not really looking at the house itself so much as the magic aura that seems to pervade it, to try and make sense of it. .oO (Wonder when they're going to get to this in class... if they're gonna get to it...) She smiles faintly.

Harlequin shakes his head as he muses in lightly accented European accent. "Really? An opera house? Is this one's aesthetic stuck in the 19th century?" He sniffs loudly. "I'm surprised the heads of the gargoyles do not shift to watch."

Superhuman lands in the street by the opera house after a few wrong turns, and looks about, trying to get her bearings.

Starlight grins, "That has to be a Vigil." she says to herself when she overhears Harlequin's comment. Suiting action to words she flies down to hover in front of him. "Hello. Do you know what's going on, and if any help is needed?"

Casting her gaze over towards Harlequin and Starlight, Warlock focuses primarily on the former and she clucks her tongue lightly against the roof of her mouth before heading over towards the pair. "What is going on, is that a demon has taken up residence yes?" The yes is more a question to make sure she's understood than anything else. "Not generally healthy in most circumstances. Hell should stay in hell no?"

Superhuman sees Harlequin and Starlight and gives them a wave. "Hey, is this where the heroes are meeting?"

Starlight waves back to Superhuman, "Well I'm a Vigil, that's a hero in this dimension, and I think at least one other here is, so yes, that's about right."

Harlequin looks around at the various heroes. "Hmm, did not expect this. Well, good in any case." He points to the Monarch. "Verys trong demonic presence. Not godlike but quite strong. I suspect it may be associated with a demon, hmm, lord called the Reaper. Who by the by, has apparetnly kidnaaped a few firneds of mine." He bows slightly to you all. "Shall we find out? It should be terrifying."

Superhuman says, "I'd heard some heroes were kidnapped! Terrifying? That sound exciting!"

"Of course." Warlock says to Harlequin even as she gives the other two a once over from behind her mask then turns her gaze towards the Monarch. "Shall we go ask for them back first? It is often easiest to gain entry by simply knocking." And she starts to walk towards the front doors of the opera house.

Starlight bobs in the air, "By all means. Oh, by the way, what does it take to terrify a demon lord? Just so I know what I'm aiming for."

Superhuman says, "I don't know, knocking isn't how it's usually done in the vids. It's more like, kick the door down!"

Superhuman follows to the door.

Harlequin murmurs, "I fear that little terrifes them. Well, perhaps their opposite." He then reaches into his cloak and pulls out a smal leather case. "Or we could just pick it. Just as rude, but quieter."

Harlequin adds, "Oh, and I am Harlequin? May I ask who all of you are?"

Superhuman says, "I'm Superhuman! Or you can call my Chyoode, which is my real name, since it turns out my disguise isn't as good as I thought."

Starlight says, "I'm Starlight."

A gloved hand comes up towards her face and she flicks her fingers away in a flippant gesture, "After you." She offers, "It is your phrala after all." Looking back towards Starlight she says, "Gods, bigger demons. That's about it. Extra Planar beings tend to only respect power, you have it, or you do not but there are many types of power and not all display it openly." Another smile, "I am Warlock."

Superhuman has a look through the door, once she's close enough.

Harlequin sighs as he bneds over the lock. After a short time, he manages to snap off a pick in the padlock.

Harlequin looks over at Superhuman. "Think you can pull it apart? The chain and lock that is?"

Superhuman says, "I don't know, how strong do they make them?"

Superhuman takes the chain in both hands and tries to pull.

As the lock isn't opened, and talk goes to ripping chains apart, Warlock makes sure to move away from the door and off to the side.

Superhuman says, "Oh, yes I can!"

Superhuman grins as the links give.

Starlight nods as Superhuman breaks the chain link. "Is anyone here a team leader? Alternatively, which of the two who seem to know most about what's happening wants to take charge?"

Superhuman says, "This is the first superhero stuff I've ever done!"

Warlock tilts her head towards Harlequin, "They're his friends yes? He should be in charge."

Starlight nods to Warlock, "That's fine by me." She the grins at Superhuman, "Don't worry, I've been doing this stuff since I was in grade school. Stick with me and I'll try and help you figure things out."

Harlequin looks over at Warlock, then Starlight. "Oh, hmm, well." He then nods firmly. "If no one objects, we shou,d go on in. Be very careful and trust nothing you see or hear. Demons breathe deception as we breather air. Be on your gurad at all times and have your defenses at ready."

Superhuman says, "I don''t see anything interesting inside."

Harlequin waves the overly ornate wand to bring a series of blue and silver disks spinning into existence around him. He, oddly, crosses himself before stepping into the Monarch.

Starlight follows Harlequin inside.

Superhuman follows Starlight.

Warlock looks over and when the door is presumably opened without any explosions of power she frowns, "Hmmm much worse than I thought." She murmurs to herself before heading over towards the door and slipping inside.

The heroes enter the darkened lobby of the opera house. To the left and right there are the old locations of the concession stand and box office, plus stairs leading up to the balconies. Dead ahead are several sets of double doors leading into the main hall of the opera house.

Bang! One of the pairs of doors slams open, accompanied by a strong gust of wind. In a blink of an eye, there's a woman in an ornate mask leaning up against the old concession stand arms folded. "You were right... looks like we have company -- four capes!" she calls back to the other room.

Superhuman says, "Do I count? i don't have a cape - I did wonder if I should get one...."

Speed Demon zooms out of the lobby and back into the main hall.

Warlock looks over towards the bang and then Speed Demon, she studies the black woman for a few moments. "Does being dead make one immune to the fact that they're rotting still I wonder?" She asks nobody in particular but then she heads towards the door, in a general sense. More like she's running over towards the wall right next to the door off to the right side where she plants her back against the wall and waits.

Superhuman checks. "She's a bad guy, right? We're supposed to hit her?"

Harlequin murmurs dryly, "Yes, hit them all."

Starlight flies in using whisper quiet flight, her wings angles to be silent although only allowing half her usual velocity. She checks to situation in the main hall and emerges again to report to Harlequin and Superhuman.

Starlight emerges and reports, "There's three inside that I saw. The woman and two males. There's also four trees growing on the stage, with two people seemingly trapped in the trees, like the trees have grown around them. The males are on the stage at the end, about a hudren meters away. The woman is in the middle of the hall."

Superhuman says, "What do we do?"

Starlight bobs, "I'd be inclined to take them on. But it may be a hostage situation, and Harlequin is the one who knows most about what we're up against."

Harlequin murmurs, "Woman is a speedster. Area attacks or attack her mind. The men are unknown to be but one may be Warhammer. Strong and tough. The other may be Invincible. Flying brick. Deal with them as best you can. I will try to wall off the hostages from everyone." He looks around. "Ready?"

Superhuman nods.

"After you." Warlock says simply, gesturing towards the doorway she stands beside, "Someone tougher than I should take the first volley."

Harlequin moves so that he can see into the concert hall. He waves jauntily at the assembled deah villains then tries to raise a a transulcent blue wall of perfectly interlocking octagons around the trees holding Lorelei and Ellbeth.

Superhuman, following Harlequin's instructions, leaves Speed Demom to others and charges in at the nearest man! But the room proves bigger than she expected, and so her attack isn't the surprise she hoped.

Harlequin curses as the wall he was attempting to create forms in the wrong place. "Crapcakes."

Electric Bill and Warhammer charge toward the heroes coming in from the lobby, leaping over the orchestra pit and charging down the aisle. "Invincible better get back here in a hurry!" Warhammer says. "There's only three, we can take them," Bill replies. The both cover about 15m.

Speed Demon zips over to Superman and tries to crack her across the face with a punch.

Warlock shakes her head a little as she already hears the sounds of battle going on in the large room behind her. "Should have knocked." She says to nobody, since, nobody else is in the lobby with her really. Turning away from the wall she crouches low and heads into the main room, trying to stay hidden behind seats and start working her way around the main mass o' conflict.

Superhuman laughs as she's knocked some 10m sideways, the blow redirecting her energy. Even though she lands gracelessly on her face. . o O (Didn't hurt at all!)

Warhammer charges forward another 10 meters. He skids to a halt, with his mace ready, poised to react to any incoming attack.

Warlock continues to move around the seats, trying to stay out of the line of fire and out of the general morass. Not getting hit, or shot, would be an excellent way to finish this day. Still she takes her time, to an extent, just in case Speed should try to sneak up on her or Bill shoot at her or Superhuman get hit right towards her, or something.

Starlight flies in, giving up any attempt at stealth as her wings buzz like a runaway power-saw as she heads for Warhammer.

Electric Bill spots the charging Starlight and points his hands at her. A blue bolt of electricity arc out towards her.

The twin bolts of lightning miss. A couple of chairs explode behind Starlight in a shower of sparks.

Superhuman gets to her feet, looking round, and realises being hit knocked her annoyingly off-course. But seeing Warhammer is closer now she decides to try another tack. Tlting her head back, she emits a sort of sneeze of lightning bolts!

Warhammer grunts as he gets blasted from the aisle and into the seats by Superhuman's electricity.

Superhuman thinks. o O (Aww, someone did the ligntning thing before me!)

Harlequin tilts his head, then shakes in frustration as he calls out. "You should just run away, Warhammer, and live to fight another day. No need to risk death against us." A cold wind seems to blow as the masked mage speaks.

Harlequin sighs again. "Just my luck," he mutters. He then calls out. "Congratulations, you are actually alive, Warhammer." He sounds more than a bit sarcastic.

Warhammer says, "And I plan on staying this way!"

Speed Demon looks around and says, "I didn't see the tiny one before... there's four of them. She must be around here somewhere..."

Whoosht! Speed Demon zips straight for Harlequin, trying to crack him with a fist as she zooms by.

Harlequin is hit by blow, which was greatly slowly and then deflected by the disks spiing about him. He barely moves as he says, "My dear, you have to try harder than that. I am not some child for you to abuse."

Speed Demon says, "You're gonna eat those words."

Warlock smiles, was only a matter of time till Speed realized she wasn't with the other three and brawling. Still, better to keep your head down than get it blown off and so far it looks like things are going ok for the heros, the blue chick just comes back for more... and sneezes lightning... wow. Tiny girl is hard to hit, and Harlequin seems more or less unphased by Speed so, sneak sneak sneak.

The shadows are friendly to some, but to others seem to have people distracted. while late Longbow attempts to slide in unnoticed. Why do demons like theaters... Likely their sense of theatrical development draws them here, either way Longbow slips in quietly.

Meanwhile Warhammer kips up to his feet and jumps back into the aisle.

Warhammer charges across the aisle to where Superhuman is. As he moves, he points towards Longbow. "Got another one over there!" He wades into the sitting area and swings at her with his mace.

Superhuman looks at Warhammer as the mace strikes her. "Uh-huh. Really?"

Warhammer says to Superhuman, "This is my only chance to see my wife and kid again... if I have to go through you, then so be it."

Warlock looks around, risking a peek over the top of the chairs to see what's going on. She wrinkles her nose behind her mask and something Warhammer says makes her stand up, "This is an illusion." She states simply and loudly, "You are dead. The magic that holds you here can be taken back at any time. You are held hostage. This is not life. This is not death. It is a Hellish glimpse of what you had. Had. You will never have it again. Nothing can change that because you are slaves, and will be, for your lives are over."

Superhuman says, "Oh, I don't want to stop you from seeing your family. But... why do you have to hit me with that big stick thing to see your family?"

Starlight drops to below the level of the rotting chair backs as she flies towards Electric Bill, popping up at the last moment to fly past his face at high speed and kick out towards his jaw, before carrying on and dropping again out of his immediate sight amid the chairs so 20m away.

Speed Demon says, "Not true... we're flesh and blood again. I can /feel/ again. And I miss beating up capes.

Bill shouts as Starlight cracks him, but good. His electric field protects him some, but isn't enough to absorb the brunt of the strike. He crashes into some seats.

Electric Bill climbs up to his feet. "You better not try that again," he says.

"It is true. I can see the death magics that hold you to this world." Warlock frowns, "I can practically smell and taste it. This is not your world anymore. All of this, you serve now as puppets, a mockery. Is that what you want? This isn't your life, it's not life at all."

Warhammer says, "Not true! The Reaper offered us a deal. He'll let us stay alive, if we get the capes who beat him to take our places."

Bill says, "We haven't been able to find Primal or Pendragon yet, but maybe the Reaper will take you guys as substitutes. Heh."

"Let." Warlock says just that word, "/LET/." she says it again, with more emphasis, "For how long? Until you're no longer useful. Until you're used up. Then he'll /LET/ you die again, until next time he needs tools to use up and throw away. Stop the madness before it gets stopped for you."

Superhuman decides maybe the best think is to take the guy's stick away. She reaches out to snatch it, at superhuman speed but so lille actual fighting skill the move is easily anticipated.

Superhuman is rather disappointed to find that raw speed isn't going to be enough. Especially against someone so at one with his weapon.

Starlight can't see Superhuman, else she'd offer advice, namely it's easier to take the weapon away when the user is unconscious.

There's a crash from the rafters of the building and debris falls down over an unoccupied section of the seats. A pair of glowing lights appear in the darkness above -- the glowing eyes of Invincible. He floats down through a hole he makes in the roof and hovers there, 4 stories up.

Speed Demon says, "About time you got back..."

Invincible says, "No sign of any of the others. But maybe we don't need them."

Speed Demon tries to grab Harlequin.

Speed Demon hmphs. "Nice mask." She grabs Harlequin by his cloak and spins super fast. "Hey, Bill!" She hammer-throws Harlequin further up the aisle, towards her other teammates.

"Got it!" Bill says. He turns and sends a deadly arc of electricity towards Harlequin.

Speed Demon freezes in place!

Warhammer says, "Crap. Magic."

Electric Bill sounds annoyed by Warhammer: "I see! I see!"

Warlock sighs as the villains continue to fight and there's a new arrival, "It won't be enough." She says softly, "It's never enough... they don't ever finish." Though that is to herself more than the other heroes or villains. Shaking her head she practically spits out, "Armaya chovexani mamioro." with the same invective as someone cursing another out for being an idiot. She frowns and then stares down at the stage, at it's 70m distance from where she stands. She lifts her hands and concentrates. Erie green energy begins to swirl around her forearms, points of light growing brighter at her fingertips as her eyes start to glow green, reflecting off the silvery steel of her mask under her hood to fill the whole hood with green glow before she throws her hands out like she was slashing with her fingernails before her. Slashes of eldritch energy cut through the air towards one of the empty trees with deathly purpose. "What are you gonna do without four trees hmm?" She asks calmly.

Harlequin thinks. o O (Wonderful, they fear magic. Must be fundamentalist.)

Four slashes appear in the tree, matching Warlock's slashing gesture. The tree slides, and falls over. It begins to shrivel and dry out into dusts and mulch.

Warhammer shouts, "No!"

Electric Bill looks aghast. "The Reaper -- he can make more of those things -- right?!"

Longbow nods. "I see, you require the trees." He states pulling an arrow from his quiver, and moving forward. "Let us see how well I can hit it. I don't like stationary targets but this should be easy enough."

Longbow moves forward again his bow forming from the darkness about him as the arrow began to glow with visible magic. "I wonder how many shots will hit." He took out another two sticking them in the ground before rapidly firing at the other free tree. The arrows screeched like flying banshees as they transformed into pure force energy on their way.

Longbows arrows slice into and destroy the second tree.

Longbow looks to the big guys. "Problem?"

Warhammer moves side-by-side with Electric Bill and holds a defensive stance.

Warlock nods as the other tree turns to dust and mulch, "The magics necessary to hold a life force, to contain it, to transfer it..." She shakes her head, "The Reaper has lost much today." She explains, "We do not have to beat you now. What will become of you now is worse than we could possibly do." She starts to meander down towards the stage again at a casual walk as if the 'villains' are meaningless now. Bluff? Could beee....

Electric Bill says to Warhammer, "What if that witch is right?"

Warhammer says, "We have nothing to lose -- we fight for the slim chance that we can still stay free!"

Longbow says, "Freedom is an illusion. There are always binds when dealing with demons. You've lost before this battle began, selling your souls for that which could never be. I'd try to find peace with what ever deity you choose with what little time you have left."

Electric Bill continues to try and fry Harlequin with his electricity.

Starlight grabs Speed Demon. Being so small Starlight grabs hold of the villainess' mask's horns, carrying her up off the ground and shaking her head from side to side.

Harlequin lets out another involuntary cry as Bill's electricity arcs through him. He slumps flat on the floor, a bit of smoke or steam rising form his clothing.

"Enough talk," Invincible says. "It's time for the 21st century to learn how I got my name." He flies down to Warlock and tries to grab her.

The disks spinning about his body fade from eixistnece as well.

As Invincible comes in Warlock spins quickly, light on her feet and she twists to smack her forearms into the coming hands and drive them down just enough for her to slip away from the attempt, sliding backwards a few feet on the slightly angled ramp. "No means No same as always Raklo."

Superhuman gets the idea that breaking trees is a good idea. At least, it seems to bother the villains more than hitting them does. So she zips over toward one of the remaining ones and holds out an arm, attempting to fell it as she passes.

Okay, flying metahumans heading in through the roof. Yeah, Abby wasn't in the vicinity at the start of this fiasco. She was out over the Atlantic but when she got the call, she dropped everything and just took to the air. She never changed out of her fatigues. She did however, take a moment to whip her lid off and hand it off to a Lieutenant before she whooshed off and accelerated beyond the sound barrier. Her sonic boom follows in her wake as she soars towards the coordinates provided and decelerates once she is over the city.

Up above, in that hole in the ceiling, the camo fatigue wearing, golden glowing woman with exotic epicanthic eye folds now just places hands to her hips as she hovers there. "Look." she says calmly, but in a voice that carries. She apparently has practice doing that in the marines. "One chance. Surrender." she says, and some might know her, some might not, but she knows who -she- is talking to.

Warhammer starts running towards Warlock. "I take care of her. Do your thing, Vince!"

Superhuman passes the tree at blazing speed, feeling it with an outstretch arm. She pauses and looks back as the disintegrating tree releases its captive. Oh - OH! Is that Lorelei?!"

Starlight has no idea who has just arrived but the timing is good. She shouts up, "They can't. They're dead if they surrender. Well their kind of dead now but they're all the way dead if they don't win."

Longbow moves closer to the Trees. "You say they need the trees to continue their existing. LEt's find out." He unleashes a single arrow at the tree with Ellbeth on it.

Longbow's shot flies right at the tree shattering it like glass with potent magic. He looks to the formerly dead Villians to see if they're still moving.

Warhammer charges flat-out at Warlock. No finesse, just a football-style tackle.

Warlock smiles as yet another semi-dead supervillain comes running in to try and slam her and she steps into his tackle, drops down, and thrusts up with her arms crossed for reinforcement, her hands smacking into his collarbones and stopping him dead in his tracks. Pun not intended. "Life shall go on, without you." She whispers to him, "You should hope your wife finds love and happiness, instead of tormenting her with the past." And she twists, spinning, and then snapping a foot out to try and catch Warhammer flush with more power than her small frame would suggest.

Warlock misses the kick but she smiles, "You handle me? I think no." her eyes flashing behind her mask.

Invincible turns to Abigail the new comer. He floats over to her and tries to grab her.

Starlight turns and sees Harlequin is down and defenseless. Boosting her flight she darts over to where he is, still holding Speed Demon. Attempting a grab-by, hoping he's alert enough to not resist or avoid it, she flies up towards the hole Invincible made in the roof. "You need some space. I think Invincible is the other one of them who can fly. The roof should be a good spot for you. Of course, she angles her flight so Harlequin is well clean of the edge of the hole. Speed Demon? Oops, not so much. In fact Speed Demon gets slammed into the underside of the roof and dragged from Starlight's grasp.

Starlight feels Speed Demon dragged from her grasp. She chuckles, "Oops."

Harlequin mumbles something in a foreign language then says to Starlight. "I feel awful. Yes, I will rest up here."

Electric Bill watches as Starlight pulls Harlequin to safety. He then turns to Superhuman. He shoots lightning at her with one hand.

Invincible overshoots as he zooms over to Abigail. He slams into the rough bits of the structure by the hold in the roof and gets tangled in the debris.

Warlock laughs, "Invincible... you have to be since you fly like a drunken monkey."

Longbow smirks, though not clearly visible.

Superhuman is quite shocked, in more than one way, at the zap. "Ow! No fair! That actually hurt!" she says as she goes flying across the room.

Just kinda leaning out of the way, Abigail shakes her head, "Can't say I didn't try." she mutters as she turns to face the trapped Invincible. "That is his name then?" she asks as she points one hand, and then the other at the guy, the golden glow growing brighter, brighter... almost eye-searing in its brightness. "Let's test that then shall we?" She's pouring energy into her hands, but not releasing it just yet....

Superhumancomplains, "And look what you did to my HAIR!" She gets to her feet and charges straight at Bill in anger.

Superhuman's charging-bull approach is wide of the mark.

"Graaah!" Invincible shouts as Abigail's blast burns into his chest. He's stunned for the moment.

"Funny, he doesn't seem all that Invincible to me." offers Abigail as she looks down for a momentary glance at the rest of the room.

Longbow moves towards the stage, his bow fading. He wants to further examine the tree remains to see if he can simply unsummon these deceased villians.

Seeing that she has a moment, Abigail twists and floats towards Invincible, going into what can only be called a flying axe kick. Her foot sweeps out and upwards before she spins and brings it down on the super tough guy. "Oh just give it up already." she remarks as she comes in.

Invincible takes the kick. He shakes his head clear as he recovers. He's been knocked free of the debris that he was tangled up in.

Warlock smirks back towards Warhammer as he doesn't press his attack and she says, "And here I thought you didn't have problems hitting a woman." Then her eyes flare brightly, that eldritch green glow filling her hood as power flows around both her forearms and in a flash she tries to direct it into Warhammer's chest!

Warlock raises an unseen eyebrow behind her mask as Warhammer manages to leap out of the way of the point bank blast and the left corner of her lips curls upwards in half a smile. The eldritch energy blasts up towards the roof to smash into the rafters, "Interesting." She murmurs.

Starlight simply steps off the edge of the hole to drop back down into the main hall of the opera house. Then she turns in the air and tiny wings blur into a ripsaw buzz as she accelerates down and then across aiming to kick-by Electric Bill, seeing that Invincible and Warhammer seem to be being dealt with.

Starlight flattens Bill who's knocked momentarily senseless.

Starlight slams the soles of her feet into the restless soul of Electric Bill, and carries on a further 16m beyond.

Harlequin walks carefully over to the hole in the roof then calls down after a moment, "Has anyone checked to make certain the speedster is out?

Superhuman spins about to punch Bill almost before he's had time to recover fromt he last blow!

Bill lies limp on the ground, unconscious.

Longbow continues his charge to attempt to free the two women from their hold and potentially banish the vile villians who live by the women's energy.

Warhammer sees Bill go down. He looks towards Warlock, and then he runs, heading for a side exit from the theatre.

Warlock smirks as Warhammer starts to run and she calls out, "You can no run from death! You of all people should know this yes?" And her eyes begin to glow green again as she summons forth more eldritch energy out of her mixed blood and begins to channel it down into her hands before she throws a heavy blast at Warhammer from behind!

"Bavo." Warlock says to herself in a quiet curse as the energy blast narrowly misses the runner, digging into the seating beside him.

Invincible floats up and rights himself. "My turn," he says. He fires his eyebeams at Abigail.

Starlight turns to look at Abigail and Invincible, "Can you handle him?" she asks.

Starlight glances at Invincible and grins, "I don't think Invincible means what I thought it meant." she quips.

As she sees the eyes starting to glow, Abigail just snorts. "Yeah, that's gonna work." she mutters as she holds a hand up, and the beams strike her there, the pressure launching her backwards, but the energy is entirely absorbed into her body. "Got any more for me there big boy?" she asks as she rights herself and flies right back towards him. Yet another twisting, spinning aerial maneuver leads to a kick aimed at the head.

Invincible takes the hit, barely feeling it.

Longbow yays

Invincible smiles at Abigail. "You're going to have to do better than that if..." Invincible twists quickly as if facing someone behind him. "What?! Wait -- no -- ! I can take them. All of them!" Slowly Invincible begins to fade away. "No! Don't take me back! NOOOOO!!!!!" The opera house is filled with the echo of Invincible's scream as he fades away.

Speed Demon and Bill fade away as well.

Shaking her head, Abigail mutters, "You couldn't take your grandmother across the street." before she just flits down towards the stage, "Okay, someone want to tell me how we can get these folks out of... trees?"

Warhammer leaves the threater. "No... No.." He's in a side corridor of the opera house. As she fades away a hastily scrawled note floats down to the ground.

Warlock glances over herself once, but her hood didn't even get pushed out of place. She looks over towards the stage and frowns when she notices the two in the trees are down and unconscious, "Very dangerous, break tree. Spell could rip life from person." She starts to sprint down towards the stage to check on the unconscious people, to make sure they aren't dead.

Starlight grows to full size and looks around. "Is anyone else kind of creeped out by this? They were undead, weren't they? I'm been a Vigil for sixteen years but I've never seen anything like that before now."

Superhuman says, "Is it weird? I thought undead was kind of normal - they're in Earth vids a lot."

Harlequin looks down from above. "No, they were returned to life. But only so long as they served well."

"Then I'd say they failed whomever their master is." remarks Abigail as she lands on the stage, studying the trees without touching them. "Breaking trees equals bad. Understood." She certainly is matter of fact about this.

Superhuman says, "I shouldn't have broken the tress? Oh no!"

Starlight shrugs, "On my Earth. But then again, this - isn't - my Earth. And it's been a pleasure. You're as good as any Vigil back home. I really think that unless you're all exceedingly strong Metas, the average here is a bit higher than it was in my home dimension."

Harlequin opens a portal up on the roof and steps away to somewhere else.

Starlight smiles, "So I've got stuff to learn. Are you a team?"

Longbow is muttering looking at the debris on the stage, otherwise not interacting. Business if business after all.

Superhuman says, "Did I do ok?"

Starlight laughs, "You're still standing. That's the criteria for doing okay. Yeah, you looked good."

"Well, I'm kinda attached for a few teams, not really a full time member of any. Other than the marines that is." offers Abigail, looking down at her Camo fatigues. She shrugs and looks to the trees once more, "They don't seem worse for wear." she says towards Superhuman.

"They were souls made flesh. No dead, no truly live either." Warlock speaks as she checks over Lorelei and Ellbeth, "Necromancy yes, not all necromancy is zombie, skeleton, vampire, or lich. Is power of demon, this Reaper they call on. They give souls to demon for mockery of life. Is poor choice. Never good come of it." Her accent a hodgepodge of eastern european. She seems satisfied, "No can tell till wake up if ok. May never wake up. But, I think will yes." She then straightens up.

Superhuman says, "Great!"

Starlight nods, "Blasting the trees distracted them. They were outclassed anyway. Even the ill named Invincible was getting handled fairly easily. That was some blast you gave him. Oh, I'm Starlight, by the way." she says, offering a hand to Abigail.