Darkness is Light

[canadiansixpack.livejournal.com]

He smelled them. The familiar scent drew him like a bee to honey;melting away from the Queen while she consulted Marius. He has been a lurking shadow since then, out of sight, biding his time with the self-proclaimed promise of violence. He knew they were far from fond of each other, and now they are in disarray while the blood of Yeshua coats the stone floors in a macabre mosaic of Mystique's making.

Now, when their alliance hangs by the most precarious of threads, is when he strike; and he will take her out, the strongest first.

Teeth and claws, bone and flesh, reveal themselves in split-second anticipation of deadly impact.

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[discodazzles.livejournal.com]

Dammit! Alison is not prepared for this. If they get out of this, she's going to have a little talk with the lady--puddle--in blue. Always go for the Mother first!

That's just what she does. As the Spider of Christmas Future takes his shots, she revs up the light powers and fires a laser shot at the head of the witch. It is meant to slow her first, allowing for a follow up to try and get her head off. Course, the likelihood of getting a follow-up is slim to none.

[tj-nocturne.livejournal.com]

This is not something TJ wants to deal with in that post-possession haze. She did not just step in ashes that used to be her extradimensional half-brother. No. Did not happen.

"Oh, hell, I am not getting stuck here!" TJ yells, firing her own bolts at this sinister imitation of her mother.

[wanda-maximoff.livejournal.com]

There is a cold, mad gleam in the Witch's eye as her hand comes up and the magic flares again.

The laser beam turns, then curves and coils midair, resembling a serpent made of light. It rears back, in imitation of a cobra, then strikes out at the invaders.

The hexbolts scatter harmlessly against an eldritch shield.

[silver-sable.livejournal.com]

Silver dives out of the way of everything going on.

This just got a little too crazy for her. She doesn't have magic or powers or anything. She just has guns.

[wanda-maximoff.livejournal.com]

Wanda glares at Silver. "I told you to get a mop, Agatha."

[silver-sable.livejournal.com]

Silver looks at Wanda, faintly horrified. "I'm not Agatha..."

[wanda-maximoff.livejournal.com]

"Don't disobey me or you'll be punished." Her fingers weave a mystical pattern in the air. "If you're too stupid to find a mop, pick up my son and feed him."

[silver-sable.livejournal.com]

Silver narrows her eyes, trying to aim her gun at the child instead of following Wanda's command. Her mouth moves, trying to form words but no words are formed.

[tj-nocturne.livejournal.com]

Okay, time to break out the big guns. So to speak. TJ kind of hates herself right now.

"Mom?"

A little bit of telepathy is used to share a few memories with Wanda. Braiding her hair. The little song and dance number she made up when she was six. Shopping for a prom dress.

Fighting ain't gonna do it. Emotional blackmail might.