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<< Standing next to her sister, Spellbinder looked at Ororo and a look of relief came over her tired face. Ororo was like a second mother to Morgan..she meant the world to her. She looked down at Foxfire as the elegant goddess addressed them about their father>>

let him spend his eternity rotting in Limbo...at least now we can finally live our lives.

<< she looked at Alison as Ororo spoke to the others and began healing Alexis>>

Ororo.....what of Alison?? Can you help her??

<< her voice filled with concern>>
 
:: Hearing a familiar voice, Alexis' eyes shifted upward as she soon saw Ororo standing before them. The woman was so poised and elegant, it was as if a weight was lifted off of Alexis' shoulders the moment she arrived. Listening to her words, as she spoke of Limbo and sending Adam there, her eyes moved to Adam's mutilated body. Looking over it once more, she only wished she could watch the demons infect him with the TO virus...giving him what he deserved. ::

:: As Ororo spoke to Foxfire and Spellbinder, Alexis slowly and very PAINFULLY pushed herself off of her knees and into a standing position. Her skin that had previously been torn from Prophet's attack began to flake off and onto the ground. Ororo then began to speak to Prophet and Black Widow. Looking up, Alexis couldn't help but glare at Prophet...she understood both him and Black Widow were pissed about herself and Guardian abandoning them earlier this evening...but she assumed--really hoped--that Cameron could see past her "betrayal" and realize it was all lies. For some reason, Cameron really struck a cord in her heart, and she began to...dare I say it...like Cameron? But after the vicious attack he inflicted upon her, he wasn't Alexis' favorite person in the room right now. Leaning back against the wall, Alexis couldn't even hold her own body weight up...but soon, Ororo turned to her. With her mighty powers, she healed Alexis' torn body...now revealing a very tall, toned, and slender worman in her sapphire blue lace undergarments. Looking down, she sighed as she closed her eyes, feeling the effect of Ororo's powers to her mind also. Alexis felt more relaxed....but the pain and hatred for her father was still fresh in her mind and heart. Opening her eyes, Alexis noticed Adam's bloody lab coat laying on the ground only a few feet from her. Pushing herself off the wall, she reluctantly bent down and grabed the coat and put it on, pulling the material around her tiny body, and holding it shut with her crossed arms. ::

:: Softly, Alexis spoke to Ororo. ::

"Thank you."
 
Haleigh watched Adam die with an evil smirk... ethically, she probably shouldn't be enjoying this nearly as much as she was... even though the man was responsible for so much pain in her past.... Haleigh looked around with quick, snappy movements... she seemed clearly agitated and on edge... as she spoke quietly.

"Do you feel that? Does anybody feel that? WIND.... we're UNDERGROUND... there shouldn't be any WIND!"

Haleigh pulled the gun she'd tucked in her belt from before, locking it on the new figure. Trouble. Bounding. No one could say she hadn't warned them. She was ready for anything.... but as it turned out... she needn't be. As Ororo spoke... Haleigh narrowed her eyes, giving the new arrival the once-over briefly before lowering her weapon. No one else seemed to be attacking her and there was something about the woman that immediately layed a blanket of calm on Haleigh... it was the most bizarre thing. She frowned at the disappearance of Adam... but at least he was going to suffer in limbo. Haleigh moved away from Alexis as per Ororo's request... and nodded. She was still a little miffed by Alexis' actions.... but it had been a long night... and even Haleigh'd done some things tonight she wished she hadnt. Of course... she hadn't betrayed anyone or left them for dead... but Haleigh could see Alexis wasnt at top form right now... and she knew Lex was surprised at how empty revenge really felt in the end. Haleigh knew it all too well. Haleigh nodded again and set Alison down as Spellbinder mentioned her...

"Yes... please... bring her back... Theres a thing or two i'd like to rub her face in." :D
 
:: Cameron watched the entire scene follow through from the ground as he was knocked back by Alexis' powerful Shockwave. Now he KNEW why that was her codename. As the Demon Storm was summoned, Cameron saw the flaying of Christopher Victory and somewhat twitched, thought it was pretty fucking cool to see Morgan do that to her father. Even he felt the taste of sweet revenge in her mouth. As the lights flickered back on he saw Alexis lying over the body of her father, covered in his blood. It had worked. What Cam had been doing this whole time was trying to get Alexis to kill Adam. While he was still not sure of her betrayal, he knew that when faced with killing someone she hardly knew to someone she hated with every fiber of her being, that she would in fact kill Adam. He hoped Alexis would understand but at that point it had been too late for just brutal honesty. At every point that night in which Cameron expressed some concern or tried to genuinely help someone, they either misperceived it or brushed it off completely, and this was something that Alexis just COULDN'T shake! He could have killed Adam himself, but he could literally FEEL her desire to do it from the memory scan he had done when they first met in the bar. He turned to see Blaze coming at him with full speed. What the fuck was this woman doing? He hadn't said two words to her and yet she was tackling him? As he fell to the ground somewhat surprised and his ego a little bruised, he couldn't help but put up an arrogant front as he brushed himself off ::

"Excuse me, Miss Fielding, but how about you psycho analyze someone you have actually met before you go Freudian on Me, Okay?"

:: He took Haleigh's hand willingly as he got up from the ground. Cameron and Haleigh had actually made it. The odds had been against them the entire time and even when it seemed there was no hope, something pushed them along the way! It was amazing. He laughed at her comment and too felt the weirdness of their moment as he laughed at her comment. ::

"True that, Hales.."

:: In all honesty, he could see that Haleigh would probably be as close as a person could be to Cameron out of everyone in the Six. The two thought in very similar ways and while this could be annoying in the future, in battles, it was a deadly combination. He turned to her and laughed. ::

"Now.. how about you explain how you became the Bionic Woman all of a Sudden?"

:: Before he could answer, Ororo appeared before them all and spoke her peace. As she pointed to Haleigh and Cameron and told them to be more trusting he couldn't help but laugh inside as it was quite ironic that she was telling him to trust the Six when almost half of them had tried to kill him at one point during the night. However, he had seen them together and he liked how that looked. He liked the idea of the Six. Soon he found himself in "Limbo" as the whole entire scenery was a little breathtaking. He could feel the magickal impressions all over the place and could tell this was a Realm of Great Power. As Ororo began to heal Alexis' psychic wounds from their battle, he wanted desperately to apologize, but felt it would be better to when things died down. Too much had gone on tonight. He knew that although this might hinder their friendship, it definitely wouldn't end, they had way too much chemistry to let that die. He heard the name Alison and INSTANTLY turned around to face her. For whatever reason, although she was the person he despised the most in the group, she was the person he missed the most out of everyone right now. She was his sister, and he couldn't just let go of the only family he ever knew. He knelt by Morgan and Alison and expressed his concern. ::

"Yes... what about Alison.. She is gonna be okay isn't she? I tried to stop the attack, but I wasn't quick enough, she was knocked out too fast... I.. tried.."
 
::Ororo moved to Alison's side...kneeling down, Ororo gently ran her hand down Alison's cheek::

Alison has been poisoned...much like Spellbinder had been poisoned earlier by Black. She is near death....but this is more than a simple matter of her dying from toxic shroud energy. Imagiomg touched Alison's soul...his corruptive influence spreads through her soul even now......it is a progression i have seen....before.



::Ororo bows her head in sorrow....for she referrs to HERSELF...remembering when she first turned to magick when her own elemental powers began to wane due to her prolonged stay in Limbo and the price she paid to become a sorceress under the mentorship of the demon Belasco. She saw it again in Darkchilde. BUT both she and darkchilde managed to usurp Belasco...taking BACK their souls.::


Alison needs help.....but I cannot do what needs to be done on Earth...she will have to come back to Limbo with me.

:: Standing up.::

this is something that is beyond most of you. but for now, i can return you to the surface....and start you all on your path to a new life ...as The Six

::Ororo stretches her arms up....and everyone finds themselves surrounded by shards of green sparkling magick...as they are transported from the lab....back to the surface...back to the outside of the medical office where they first entered....::

:: they now stood outside...it was now approaching dawn...still dark...and the city was ravaged...bodies, buildings, light fixtures, fallen sentinels...and more. it was a reminder of the chaos they had endured earlier.....the idea of how to deal with the aftermath might have seemed depressing..but Ororo would aid them all in one last way. each member of the Six now felt the surprisingly fresh air...and now saw the late night sky....it was eeriely silent all around them. Ororo stood at the front of the group......Alison was not there...she was now in Ororo's garden hidden within Limbo. Before Ororo spoke again...she allowed them all to adjust to being back on the surface..back in the city itself.::
 
:: Alexis stood away from the group as she watched Ororo tend to Guardian's needs...everyone seemed worried about Guardian, including Ororo. Alexis however was more in a state of shock than anything else..not really reacting to what happened to the woman. Listening to Ororo speak, the meta human wondered if The Six would actually stay together as a team like Ororo spoke of...they did work together quite well, especially towards the end of the night when everything was at it's worst. Before she could continue to contemplate the furture any further, green sparkles engulfed her body until finally they dissapeared, and Alexis was now on the surface with her other team members. Looking around the horror that was once the beautiful "Big Apple", her mouth parted slightly with shock. The soft dull sun that was dawn, kissed her carmel face and only enhanced the meta human's beauty....at this moment, Alexis didn't look cocky, didn't look like a bitch, didn't have an icy exterior or premadonna feel to her. She was just a woman. A woman who underwent a horrible evening, just like the others. And as the sun continued to rise, for those minutes, it could very well be seen by the others. Pausing for a moment, Alexis spoke softly, allowing her eyes to scan the area in which she was in. ::

"What now.."

:: Buildings were crushed, cars flipped over. Fires errupting everywhere. New York was turned into a battle field. The sight alone of her beautiful city saddened Alexis, although in the current condition she was in, you couldn't even tell. ::
 
<< Spellbinder wearily looked upon the devastated city......still standing with her sister...she held Foxfire's hand as she surveyed the devastation>>

how in the name of hecate will we be able to FIX this!?

<< the breeze blew, causing her hair to flow a bit....as she continued to look around...and up at the late night sky>>
 
** Blaze awaited a comment from the arrogant Prophet, she already knew his tricks of the trade. A cocky grin appealing from her lips until she playfully winked at him. Unlike the other more chatty members of the six, Blaze didn't offer a comment back. Instead she allowed him to ponder what she was really thinking. **

** Foxfire protectively held up Spellbinder while the two shared in the pleasure of their father dying at the hands of both Spellbinder and Storm. Each sibling looked slightly different, almost contrasting the other. Morgan with her icy, violet eyes and Blaze with her compassionate sage eyes. And obviously Morgan was more poised and taller than Blaze. But what both shared was that never ending desire to see justice taken forth. Just then, a gentle breeze entered the lab, and Blaze could smell the soft alluring scent of lady Ororo. She was unforgettable in everyway possible and Foxfire gave her plenty of respect. **

** Secretly Fox watched the other members of the Six, observing them. She noticed how Black Widow and Prophet seemed to form their own alliance, Shockwave was the most distant of the group, and herself and Morgan were ultimately bonded. How would they pull such an obstacle as teamwork off? It seemed they had accomplished such a task but there progress would only improve. Remaining quiet, Blaze didn't really know what to say. She wasn't really the formal type, instead she didn't speak. **

"We made it Morg."

** Laying her head on Spellbinder's shoulder, Fox didn't care what anyone thought about her moment of vulnerability. It was a sisterly moment for Foxy and Spell, who were both grateful to be reunited with the other. After a few moments passed, they were all above ground to the surface. Taking a deep breath, Blaze inhaled the sweet aroma of fresh air. Peace swept through her soul, comforting her and everyone around her. **

"Wait....I'm dead to the world. My nightclub, my clients, everyone. Besides explaining about this city, how am I going to explain this?!"

** Sighing heavily, Blaze would need another job and obviously a new life or identity. This would be difficult, she despised change. But she pushed the thought away for now, right now they would all have to work together. **

"So, our team name is the Six? Hmmm."
 
:: Cameron watched as Ororo tended to the wounds of his estranged sister and hoped that she would be okay. He couldn't afford to lose her after just in a weird way finding her. As Ororo said that she would have to remain in Limbo, Prophet didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing. He guessed it would give him time to sort things out in his head, but there were still so many questions about everything. As he pondered this once more, he found himself surrounded by green shards of magick and suddenly in front of the Medical Office from where they had first entered. The looming of dawn was forced upon the Six as a very cliche metaphor that this was the beginning of a new day. A day as the Six. Though the sky was bright, each of the Six seemed to be covered in shadow, soot, blood, sweat and tears. It had been a crazy night. The wind felt cool against Cameron's body as he allowed himself to take a moment to enjoy it all. The moment of joy was soon segwayed by the view of the city which appeared to be in Ruins. He agreed with Spellbinder. ::

"Is it even POSSIBLE to fix all of this? There is so much destruction..."
 
:: Hearing Cameron's comment, it was true...how could they fix this? Bring the old New York back? ::

"Ororo...can't you do anything?"

:: Not looking at the woman, Alexis eyes fell upon Cameron. She was still annoyed by the man for what he did to her, but hey...she'd probably do the same damn thing in his position. Removing her gaze from him, she looked to Ororo hoping she could help clean up this devistation. ::
 
::Ororo looked to the skies above. it had been so long since she had been on earth...she missed the natural skies and the open air of this realm. but her time on earth had long since passed and she knew it::

there is a way...the key lies within Spellbinder. her core power, that of the stepping discs which tie her to Limbo...allows her access portals that can circumvent time and space. deep within her is the latent ability to manipulate/navigate through time....and with my magicks working in concert with her's way will be able to turn back time and reverse the damage to the city and its people

:: she stepped forward and turned back to look at Spellbinder::

Morgan, if you will join me please.
 
<<Spellbinder was a bit surprised, she had never accessed Limbo itself save the incident where she briefly met her two counter parts from alternate realities. She had never really explored the origins of her power or her ties to Limbo...what Ororo proposed seemed so far reaching...but she trusted Ororo with all her heart and THAT was a rare thing indeed for Spellbinder.>>

<<she walked forward and stood beside Ororo>>

are you sure we can do this? I.....I've never tried anything like this!
 
::Ororo smiled reassuringly at Morgan, although Ororo was far older than anyone present...her's was a mature beauty and elegance.::

do not worry, we will work together. your connection to Limbo is something that you personally have never explored. that is one of the key differences between you and your counterparts but it is there just the same. Now you will access it for the first time. do not be afraid.

::standing infront of morgan and now facing her, Ororo held out her hands::

Join your hands to mine and close your eyes....ignore all that you see and hear and concentrate on your magick...open a stepping disc at ground level horizontally..... looking over at the others. The rest of you..keep silent!
 
<<Spellbinder breathed deeply and exhaled....she took Ororo's hands into her own..and closed her eyes. Ororo was nearly as tall as Spell so there was no awkwardness about it>>

<< she closed her eyes and began to focus, tuning out everything ...as chimes sounded off...and thunder blasted, heralding the opening of a stepping disc horizontally at ground level>>
 
::Ororo's eyes turned solid white as the winds rise....her hands and spellbinder's hands begin to glow as a halo of magick forms around them and grows...as does the stepping disc....it expands wider and wider.......and it glows bright white as jagged beams of energy start shoot upward from various areas in the stepping disc::

::the disc soon encompasses everyone standing and all of the ground around them...and it continues growing...as the skyline begins to blur and swirl round them...Shockwave, Black Widow, Prophet and Foxfire feel their own sense of time and space begin to blur as everything around them begins to spin COUNTERCLOCKWISE.....the stepping disc grows larger still...thunder crashes and streams of magick spray out all around::

:: Moments pass but it feels as though the process takes HOURS as Spellbinder's facial expression is that of extreme intent while Ororo looks to the skies....soon images of buildings whole can be seen flickering in the skyline...as the skies and space around them slowly stop spinning....and in a haze of sparkling white orbs.....The Six now find themselves standing in NYC whole and restored....returned to the moments BEFORE the meltdown in the Citadle and the out break of the T.O. The medical office building is whole ...EVERYTHING is as it was and all life lost on the surface is now restored. everything is calm...silent...and it is once again night...just before midnight.::

::The Six still remain as they were when they emerged from the bio systems lab. Ororo and Spellbinder power down....as their hair slowly settles and Ororo's robes stop flowing::

It is done...NYC has been restored to what it was BEFORE the initial disaster.
 
<< Spellbinder opened her eyes...and looked around, the feeling she had as she felt herself using her power in a way she never had before...it was as if she had been reborn inside. she felt so thrilled and alive...even though her face looked tired and weary>>

everything looks whole again...but we all still look as we did when we returned to the surface. Will anyone remember what happened?

<< she looked back at the medical office building>>

the citadle....it wasnt sealed when we left....
 
:: looking around and then over to Spellbinder::

No one will remember the events of this night but yourselves and Alison. Through Spellbinder's connection with Limbo ALL times and places are possible...ALL AT ONCE....New York is whole again cosmetically and the citizens are none the wiser to the nightmare that took place. All that remains is for the Citadle to be completely sealed. Black Widow would be best to faciliate that.

:: walking ahead and turning around to face The Six::

You have made it through the painfull transition. lives were saved, a vast and terrible evil was stopped and those whose lives were blighted by Adam and Christopher are now free to begin their lives anew. undoubtedly there are questions and concerns...other issues to resolve but the most important thing is that you may now live to find those answers....and you have EACH OTHER. A nightmare ends.....and a new day will soon begin. go forward with your eyes and hearts open....my time here is now at an end. I have done all i can. Alison will remain in my care until she is recovered from imagiomg's toxic touch...but now...all of you....rest yourselves...reflect on what you have accomplished as a TEAM and what you have learned.

::Ororo paused in case anyone had any questions for her before she prepared to depart this world::
 
:: Watching Ororo and Spellbinder, Alexis kept quiet as the two prepared to restore New York City. Looking around the destroyed city one more time, Alexis closed her eyes as everything fell silent. Soon, all that could be heard are chimes...thunder...and wind. Opening her eyes, the entire area surrounding her and the six because to spin counterclock wise. People walking backwards, lights flickering on and off, cars returning to their normal state, until finally, the brisk warm sun that shined upon the team members was gone, and the night in which these horrid events started, was back. It was amazing how powerful these two woman really were as she survayed the newly restored city. Her beautiful city. As Ororo began to speak, Alexis watched her closely, listening to every word that was said. Taking a deep breath in, the meta human wasn't exactly sure what to ask the whitehaired beauty...so she just continued to holder herself tight with her crossed arms, and awaited the others to speak. ::
 
Haleigh Davidoff

Haleigh moves away from Alison as Ororo assures the group that she'll be okay. haleigh wasn't nearly as concerned for her wellbeing as Cameron suddenly seemed to be...Haleigh tilted her head slightly, her eyes on cameron, a soft expression of curiousity in her brow. It was rather uncharacteristic of him... to be soworried about anyone else... MUCH LESS Alison, for all the obvious reasons. She knew better, however, than to bring it up. For one, now was a bad time, and two... it was probably just nerves or something. He probably just didnt know how to react... he had, after all, just found out the woman was his sister... and Haleigh knew each and every one of them was weary and stretched a little too thin. She found herself suddenly back on the surface... and the open, slightly cool air and soft, NATURAL breeze was refreshing, a sight for sore eyes, despite the fact that the city looked as though a hurricane had swept it over. Haleigh watched the rising sun quietly. the night was finally over. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought. She overheard Foxfire talking about being dead to the world. The concept wasn't knew to Haleigh... in her business.... it was entirely possible to die and come back to life quite a few times. She'd done it herself... she also created new identities on a regular basis. It wouldn't be hard to orchestrate a new beginning for Foxfire.

"Don't Fret Foxfire.... I'm sure we can figure something out."

She said with a wink. She didn't say much else, not even a comment on the disaster area that was New York City.... and she stayed quiet as Spell's magick began to spread and restore EVERYTHING..... and the morning sun sunk back behind the horizon. The only reminder of the distress that had taken place was the Six's disheveled appearance, their torn clothes splattered with blood and grime. Of course.... in New York city... people walked by the group and paid them no attention... Haleigh nodded as Ororo suggested she seal the Citadle.

The night was young, and the city was alive once more. A twenty-something man in an expensive suit was walking nearby, chatting on his cellphone. Haleigh called for his attention.

"HEY, buddy.... I need that cell... its important, I'll be quick."

The man turned to look at her. To him she was a dirtied woman, young and powerless... and not worth giving the time of day. He patiently asked the person on the other line to hang on, before turning a tasteless temper and a demeaning sneer on Haleigh. "Who the hell do i look like, Bell fuckin South?? Get your own goddamn phone."

Well... now that wasn't very nice.... and it certainly didnt go over very well with Haleigh. She spent the last twenty-four hours of her life saving HIM? "Oh, NO you DIDN'T." She said quickly. Her handgun came flying back out, pointed this time at the unsuspecting, albeit uncooperative, bystander. The man was now looking down the business end of a 9mm at a beautiful woman with a smile that would rival the cheshire cat's. Silence seemed to fall upon them.... and Haleigh slowly and deliberately cocked the gun, letting the man contemplate the sound of a bullet entering the chamber, ready to enter his face. "You were saying?" Haleigh deadpanned, and the man handed the phone over without another word. Haleigh politely told the person on the phone that he'd call them back later.... and dialed a number.

>>Jennifer.
"Jen, you know who it is. We're back--"
>>Director Davidoff! That was fast.
"Yes, It would seem so, wouldn't it? I want a team out here to quarantine and sterilize whats left of the Citadle HQ. Clean it up and seal it off. Level 4 Security Clearance ONLY... this isn't exactly routine... it needs to be handled properly. Make sure they get the updated flooring plans so they can seal all the hidden entrances as well."
>>Mm... what updated plans?
"The ones I just sent you. Check the fax. Let Ms. Alluisi know she can return to the states... that should be all for now."
>>On it.
"Very Good."

"Now, that wasn't so bad, was it? Ungrateful Punk. Take your goddamn phone." She steps toward him menacingly, pressing the muzzle against his forehead and slipping the phone into his jacket pocket. "The next time someone asks you to use yor phone and its an emergency and you deny them, i will hunt you down and make you wish you'd bought them a new cellphone yourself. Get out of my sight." The young man backs away until he feels he's far enough to turn tail and run. Haleigh turns back to the group, smiling satisfactorily and tucking the gun back into her belt. She looks at them all, unfazed by the fact that she'd just held a man at gunpoint just to use his phone.... especially when there was a phonebooth not three feet away.

"What?" She asked innocently. There was nothing like terrorizing a hostage to lift her spirits.
 
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** Placing one hand on her hip, pivoting her hip at a more comfortable stance, Blaze turned towards Haleigh's direction with a quick nod. She could see through those breathtaking eyes the woman was a soldier in her own way. It was a code they all lived by, including Blaze who also in her past worked as a special agent for an anti -- terrorist group, as a "ghost." The Organization was powerful and for years Blaze worked for Section One, until Spellbinder rescued her sister from the deadly clutches of her bosses before they "canceled" her or in modern words, murdered her. Returning the playful wink, Blaze looked away to see Storm and Spellbinder orchestrate a plan to return time back to normal. **

For someone much older than I, she certainly is beautiful.

** Blaze thought to herself, remaining quiet for the two elegant beauties to clean up the chaos that had ensued. She watched in awe as buildings were returned, fires extinguish and reborn, people returning to their normal state of living, cars remodeling themselves, traffic lights returning to their routine, etc. Shit, where were these two when I needed to win the NY lottery! She playfully thought to herself once more. **

** Finally, the change had finished. Looking around, Blaze couldn't believe her eyes. Everything was returned to normal, a look of impression formed on Fox's forehead. "Damn, that's hot." Nodding her head in approval when Haleigh suddenly turned asking for a cell phone from a normal bystander but when he refused, Blaze sensed her team mates' aggression. Without having the time to blink her eyes, Fox was pleasantly surprised to see Hal whip out a 9 mm. **

"Sweet! A 9 mm, the best gun around! Such fabulous taste."

** Fox's eyes sparkled, looking the gun up and down. Blaze herself was a collector of them, all types really. She preferred hand guns, that soldier background still evident. Standing at the at ease position she smirked as Hal began to threaten the guy. **

"Oh, we're going to get along nicely. Finally, someone who enjoys guns as much I do..."

** As Hal, discussed plans with her agent on the other line, Blaze understood everything what Black Widow was enforcing. Her smirk only growing at her own knowledge. It seemed the two women had much in common. Noticing Black's fingertips moving to the trigger, Foxfire glanced at the guy. **

"Do the man a favor and pull the trigger! With such rude behavior, he deserves to be put out like a dog."

** Kissing the palm of her hand, Blaze blew him a kiss to provoke the glare that radiated from his eyes. After it was over with, Fox chuckled mischievously to herself. Turning her head to the side, her metallic dog tags glowed slightly in the light. Turning to lock eyes with Haleigh this time. **

"Back in my day, we called it "house keeping," how such agency's change. I remember the code, never seen or heard from....unless your out to terminate. How I miss the business."

** Moving closer to Haleigh, Fox easily snatched her 9 mm without her even feeling it but somehow Black Widow could sense her weapon not around. Blaze studied the gun, running her fingertips over the base. **

"She's a beauty, what other toys does Ms. Bond carry?"

** Handing the gun back to Haleigh, Fox turned to her once more. This woman had connections and Blaze would need them, especially for a new identity. **

"I'll need a ghost profile, visa, social security, the works. I'm sure your company can compile something for me....I would pay you but I haven't had a job in probably a year through my captivity in that hell hole. Unless you count torture and more torture as a day job. I'm sure one of your agents could secure something for me."

** Blaze easily babbled on, she knew Haleigh would know exactly what she was looking for. Looking back at the whole group, she looked for answers, someone would know where they would all go. **
 
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