Judgement is near (Open)

[stormshadow]

In Washington D.C.

A tracking chip for mutants and heroes might be exactly what needs to happen. When things are set in motion there is almost no way to stop. This day the bill will be up for a vote in the senate again. Many people gathered in protest hours before the vote there is word that some of the top in the mutant World have come to speak to urge the congress to not put this through it was the last chance. Five Years ago, Senator Mills was shot by Domino with Stryfe by her side impersonating Cable. They are once again trying to pass The Metahuman Accountability and Security Act HR 9520 bill. Death threats have been posted and security is at an all-time high. Senator Jones is leading this effort from the ever-growing independent movement. The church of humanity is inside a nearby church arming themselves getting ready for a fight. A spokesperson from Norman Osborn had urged to not have any violence only peaceful protest today. The Purifiers are hidden in the large crowds ready to strike.

[John Kilroy]

In Washington D.C.



All eyes seemed to be on Washington as the politicians seemed to be meeting to pass The Metahuman Accountability and Security Act HR 9520 bill or as Gwen liked to call it the SRA DLC Pack. There was no need to go into why MASA would be a disaster waiting to happen. everything about it was essentially the Superhero Registration Act but somehow even worse. The one good thing about that was that everyone even the suits in the white house were aware of that fact.



The SRA managed to pass thanks to a perfect storm. At the time of its conception it was simply an untested theory that seemed perfectly fine on paper, combine that with the feelings of guilt and fear brought on by the Mckinney Disaster, from both the Civilian AND Superhuman community, PLUS the endorsement of the bill by some of the most well-respected heroes on the planet, and it almost seemed foolish NOT to pass the SRA at least from a political standpoint.



MASA did not have such a luxury. The SRA experiment for lack of a better word had been going on for a long while at this point, and to say that it was ineffective was a GROSS understatement. It was a failure on every conceivable level. Superheroes had practically become weaponized by the federal government tools of brute force enforcement to use against whatever and whomever those on high saw fit, quite the opposite of what the average American wanted. They had already seen the fruits of the law in the forceful relocation of thousands of home and business Hell’s Kitchen residents after The Hellzone incident. Plus rumors around the street were getting more prevalent that the SRA was in fact a conspiracy by some unknown faction bent on world domination to destroy supers from the inside out so that said world domination could occur without resistance. Was it Hydra, AIM or some other unknown force nobody knew, the details of said conspiracy theory weren’t fleshed out, but its bones were quickly gaining steam in the public consciousness.





there was also the fact that while mutant acceptance was at an all-time high among the public, groups like the X-Men themselves were being met with increasing amounts of distrust. The word “Cult” was becoming a common word to used to describe them, even among those that were openly supportive of mutants. Now the government wanted to pass a bill that would force mutants to get chipped, which would no doubt lead to government-sponsored X-Men and X-Force “Teams”? Followed by straight-up weaponization and then of course mass genocide, No by all accounts it didn’t seem like public was willing to get duped a second time. Sure people were scared of mutants to an extent…but they were scared of idiot Uncle Sam even more.



Overall it seemed like a slam dunk. The Public was opposed to MASA the majority of politicians didn’t seem keen to pass it when it’s bigger brother was clearly on the way out as it was, so ultimately the bill would fail and it’d just be another unproductive day in Washington right?



Except things were never that easy. IF the bill did pass it would be a huge win for anti-mutant groups like the purifiers and the Church of Humanity, proof that God was with them in their cause, marking an age of revival. On top of that. This was essentially their last chance to remain relevant. Public support had was increasingly waning for these groups with even religious fundamentalists rebuking them. If MASA failed to pass then it would essentially be the final nail in their coffins. If the off chance MASA passed then the protestors were no doubt riot and it's essentially become the Devilgate Riots 2.0. If MASA was stuck down, it would mark the end of publicly accepted Anti-mutant sentiment and the likes of groups like the purifiers, but if they were to go down they were going to try to take as many with them as possible. Either way violence of some form or another was inevitable, which was the reason why Gwen stood leaning against a tree ready to spring into action if crap went down real fast.

[stormshadow]

The Purifiers moved in the area close to pro mutant sympathizers. They held their ground as the Mutant hate seemed to flow all over the area. "No more Mutants, Mutants are demons!! The chant grew as the crowd started moving towards the heavily guarded doors. The Church of Humanity stood a distance away, the Purifiers were too aggressive and sloppy this whole day can go completely wrong. One of the Church of Humanity members began chanting. "The Demons are among us; they are mutants, let us pray God shall give them swift deaths!!" The crowd was getting a little out of hand a few people get arrested as some of the cops start showing up with riot gear.


Nearby fifteen minutes ago:

John a highly paid Purifiers assassin merc with an eerie yellow glow over his body and a rather dead like look was contacted. The money was safely deposited into his account for a job done in Arizona two days prior. It ended one partnership and a possible start of a new one. He received codes and information about the S.H.I.E.L.D. Headquarters. A possible infiltration security job with great pay, John did not want to miss this. First, he needs to make one final call. Another figure in the shadows seemed like he was controlling him.

"Hello package secured. Designated target was caught, the bird was on time. We found the item. Finished off with a burn bag. So, nothing was left. I do respect your skills and Intel; I want an addition $8000 dollars added to the final payment. A courtesy fee for saving your scrubs lives."

John hung up the phone then jumped into his blacked-out jeep and took off toward the huge building in Washington D.C., whereas the first impression was of approval. He was excited about trying out new weapons. He was scheduled to meet that evening. So, parking about a half mile away to get a look at the security. Soon entered past the security with some problems but managed to go undetected watching the help desk for a few minutes, then he spoke.

"Excuse me, I am here to meet with Senator Jones."

[John Kilroy]

Gwen watched carefully she mad sure to had all sorts of gadgets to make sure that she could hear if anything happened. Ironically enough watching the protest things were starting to devolve real quick. Already the cops started to arrest people while donned in riot gear, but ironically enough, none of the issues were coming from the civilians...they were all coming from the Purifiers. The civilians while standing their ground also made sure to stand out of the police's way so that they could do their job. She couldn't help but be amused by the whole display. 

"Wow these guys are desperate." she couldn't help but smirk, but that smirk faded when she heard a very distinctive sound. 

BANG!!!

Like the shot heard around the world, it was hard to tell who fired it, was it a cop, a purifier, a member of the church of humanity, a civilian? There was no way to tell, but one thing was sure. The one thing the church of humanity feared would happen did happen. Everything was about to go completely wrong.

the steps of Washington turned into a battlefield. Cops and civilians were shooting at purifiers while Purifiers were shooting at the cops some had normal guns while others had guns that seemed for lack of a better turn futuristic. those who didn't have guns were using bats, clubs, pipes pepper bombs and everything they had on hand. 

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Anna readied her place and closed the bulletproof glass curtain in front of her desk. She had been told in advanced that everything could go to heck in a handbasket. After everything she experienced though she had become tough as nails. when the sound of gunfire erupted she didn't flinch. Nor did she flinch when the man came asking for Senator Jones. 

"The senator is in the middle of a hearing right now. if you're willing to have a seat. I'll send him up here for you when things are finished. You want some coffee?"

what she was secretly and smoothly doing was activating a radio under her desk to alert security. One that one of Gwen's devices sprang into action hoping she's made it to the lobby before whoever the intruder was managed to cause a ruckus. 

"Hold it right there."

[stormshadow]

Outside becomes complete chaos as a cop car is overturned and some cops are backed into a corner. A few Mutant rights bystanders are fighting back. The mutants that were speaking that day, nowhere to be seen. Another cop car pulls up into a barrage of gunfire. The cop immediately slams the car in reverse calling for backup as a small group of the church of humanity begin braking in the front doors of the building.

On Tv:
"Special report in the likely hood of the pass The Metahuman Accountability and Security Act HR 9520 bill once again violence breaks out. A sniper shot from an alleged mutant started mass chaos, the suspect is still at large their whereabouts unknown. A few years ago, a Senator Mills was shot regarding the passing of the bill by Domino of the X-men, a group of radical mutants. Her accomplice was Cable (Stryfe) another X-men. With these actions the bill most likely will be passed to ensure our safety from the growing problem known as Mutants. Please excuse the sensitive nature of this live video... Oh my god this is horrific by the Washington monument there are about five mutants strung up on crosses. The grey one with fur looks to be a young female. We are doing our best to bring you updates."


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John looks over to someone approaching. John speaks as a yellowish glow goes over his body intensifies. His eyes are solid yellow. "My master said the future is inevitable and you can't stop it, everyone will die. My master wants whoever you are to stand down this is not supposed to happen you are not supposed to be here." He pulls out a gun and points it at whoever spoke.

[John Kilroy]

"Yeah, Yeah and I don't know the power of the the Darkside. you're a real Darth Vader bub." wow she essentially did a wolverine impression there. she had her guns ready. any bullets she fired she was going to shoot at an equal rate. essentially blocking each other out. It was a move that seemed only to be able to happen in the comics but man when it happened it was cool.

Gwen couldn't help but smirk, but she still kept her guard up. "Look contrary to whatever your "Master" told you. Your goose is cooked. The odds of MASA passing is slim to none thanks to the absolute Cluster that was the SRA. and even on the impossible chance that it does pass nobody will enforce it. So you guys are always going to be a minority that's on the run. If not from cops then from angry mobs that would rather not see their loved ones hanged to a tree or a cross just because they skipped a step in the "How to Become a Superhero handbook." Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way. The easy way Is I pay you 25x whatever your employer is paying you plus whatever bonuses you agreed to and you can go off to whatever tropical area you want and spend the rest of your days relaxing in the hot sun drinking martinis while ogling women in micro-bikinis...the hard way is you try to fight ne we beat the crap out of each other I perform a free castration on you and then procced to kill you in a very embarrassing manner. If I were you, I'd pick the martinis and micro bikinis...Just saying..."

On TV: Now Hang on Willaims (Chet Williams), My insiders in Washington have told me that hardly anybody is keen on passing this thing thanks to the VERY potent backlash of the Superhero Registration Act that was passed after the Mckinny Floods incident. the passing of the Metahuman Accountability and Security Act is actually very unlikely....dear lord. Jessie...jessie cut that camera off and get the paramedics...NOW!!!

*footage shows the camera drops moments later Jessie picks it back up and the viewers*

Paramedic #1 (Female): You, you, you and you help me.

*Paramedics from Mercy General Hospital who can be identified by their Icy white pale skin and the necklaces around their necks (Fun fact these are lightbender amulets) take the you mutant woman off the cross paramedics She's not breathing at first.* The lead Paramedic tends to her while different paramedics to split off to free the other mutants and tend to others. the paramedic searches for a pluss or a breath and finds nothing


Paramedic #1: She's not breathing, applying resuscitation measures.

*The whole country seems to watch with bated breath as the resuscitation measures are applied. A feeling of desperation and dread seems to be in the air. Mutant prosecution was something that only seemed to exist in rumors. It always happened to someone faceless and unknowable a theoretical that could only exist in the context of superheroes and supervillains. Yet here it was. Here and now in a way that feels all too real. 

One of the most common phrases the purifiers would use as propaganda is "They could be your friends, your neighbors, your co-workers...as if mutants were some sort of parasitic infestation that could snatch people in the night and replace them like changelings from ancient European Folk. Yet seeing things unfold now, those words of propaganda hold an entirely new meaning. Though not all hearts can be changed, many hearts are suddenly opened as they now see their, neighbors, their friends, and their...children hung up on crosses and ropes. Not because they committed a sin against God or because a crime against man, but because they had the audacity to exist. 

For the old that  have lived through history. There is an all too real sense of Da ju vu as trauma's and old wounds are reopened again. For the young whom dismissed their elder's warnings to be ever vigilant, who felt that humanity evolved past the vices of  primitive barbarism, they are confronted with the reality that the demons of human nature can always rear their ugly heads.

But none can find the rage to cry out in righteous indignation. they can only gaze upon the TV as they feel emotionally lost in the dark longing for some sign of hope. The battle going on in the background between the police and mutants rights activist vs the Purifiers becomes little more than background noise. Some silently pray  to God begging for intervention. Others under their breath cheer on both the paramedics and the mutant victims begging them to pull through as tears fall from their faces. Others close their eyes and turn thier faces away from the TV already fearing the worst....and then there is a noise.

Female mutant: *Deep GASP!!!!* 

*The young mutant woman's eyes widen in shock as she is delivered from the jaws of death. But the paramedics remain stoic, focused on thier duties, unfazed by the chaos going on around them functioning like well oiled machines quicky stopping the bleeding that resulted from the gaping of the mutant victims caused by their crucifixions. *

Paramedic #1: *Gives a thumbs up* Patient is revived and is stabilized.

soon the other 4 soon follow.

Paramedic  #2 (male): *Thumbs up* can confirm, my patient is revived and is stabilized. 

Paramedic #3: (Female) *Thumbs up* can confirm my patient is revived and is stabilized.


Paramedic #4 (male): *Thumbs up* can confirm!

Paramedic #5 (Female): *Thumbs up* Confirmed!

Paramedic #1 Let's get this people out of here and to Mercy Stat!

*various households cheer in unison as the paramedics rush the mutant victims off into ambulances and drive off away from the battlefield. Some break down into cheers of joy while others sing songs and give praises to God. While the battle is far from over, the country for a moment is for the most part breifly united in a joyful moment of somthing that has been seemingly missing in the world ever since the Great Mckinny Flood...hope. 

*The camera pans back to Chet Williams Co-anchor. she is visibly trembling as tears flow from her eyes, tears of joy and of relief.*

On Tv: *sigh of relief* Ladies and Gentlemen we do apologize for any disturbance we have caused showing that footage. But...(voice cracking)...b-but I am happy to report that all of the victims that were...quite literally hung on crosses, have been stabilized and are being taken to be treated at Mercy General Hospital as we speak, Um we would like to thank Mercy General for their response team who were able to respond in a quick and calm manner in spite of everything going on. You guys are...amazing! Um, Folks as you can see things are just utter chaos right now. Purifiers on one side, civilians and boys in blue on the other. Judgment is near.... wait...hold on...this is just in! I'm getting a special report from inside the White House.

*In the senate building politics is going on as usual. Only a handful of senators seem to actively be in favor of passing the bill with their arguments being shot down. with three letters. S-R-A, with many calling the passing of MASA the equivalent of political suicide. If there was any question before it becomes increasingly clear most of everyone was on the same page. MASA was dead on arrival, still the final votes had to be counted and announced.*

[stormshadow]

Washington DC:

In John's ear peace. (***"Is stage one complete? What is going on? I told you to take care of the problem?"***)

"Yeah, Yeah and I don't know the power of the the Darkside. you're a real Darth Vader bub."

John waited buying time by listing to this person who was not supposed to be there she was a wild card. He thought about the money and realized he was just a vessel, so money no longer mattered to him. The Purifiers or the Church of humanity screwed this up. Little does this lady know Bastion put this senator on a hit list before years ago because of an even worse future if he survives and starts a chain reaction of events so this is not a win by any means. He realizes it is going to be next to impossible to get out of this if he continues. He lowers the gun. He has a permit so he can get away or off easy with this if he stands down." Things are going to get interesting soon, this man starts something that causes the murder of many mutants, so you just helped him." John speaks low,***("Situation Fubar, I repeat Situation Fubar.")***
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One Month earlier:

Two agents retrieved a three foot specifically designed box from a grave site in Genosha. They received the attention of a scientist Dr. Robinson. He followed the convoy of grey hummers on that dark and cold night. About two hours later they arrived at a hidden base located on a remote mountain range.

Purpose, in the end that was all this was, a purpose a reason for Dr.Robinson to continue to exist a reason to continue on in the path that he had chosen. Oh, he could be sure his path was hardly pristine and there had been much blood on his journey. Of course, there were also the facts that where, or perhaps when he came from his job was to create mutations, but that world was no better than one that the humans would wish upon mutants. Oh, he had such vision for peaceful coexistence but to arrive upon it would take years, years that he did not have. He was after all well into his 40's and physically handicapped from the battles in his past.

For the moment he followed the agents, it seemed that perhaps trailing the soldiers would prove beneficial to him, the added protection though he didn't bother with thinking that he would actually be able to keep up with the men. No, he was sure that at some point he would lose track of the goal, very few were as focused on their purpose, their destiny was to resurrect William Stryker of the purifiers. It was why he made such a good doctor; he took no half measures. Even as he followed his assistant was preparing a second set up, a power source after a kind to power the systems which would be the perfect way to prove his research.

Dr. Robinson enters a security room. Then two soldiers walked into a dark barely lit room all the walls are painted a dark blue. A voice comes across the loudspeakers " Place the box on the table and open it."The Doctors voice is the one over the loudspeaker. There is a arm inside the box. About ten seconds later a gunshot echo from the room. A soldier's crimson blood is spilled all over the area including the walls. The arm begins to glow a deep red and then everything goes silent.

(I don't deserve this. Pain coursing through my veins as my eyes open. I was betrayed by my love... my queen. I failed her now, I'm back. I will fix this and find her once again if it takes an eternity.)

Inside hell Eli Bard after killing ten different demons, he is chained up and tortured over and over again for years although it seems like decades. Everything starts fading as the hellfire seems to dissipate. Extreme pain as the chains of hellfire break. Eli Bard opens his eyes and appears on the steel table kneeling down. Eli looks over towards a soldier and speaks," Where am I ... ( Eli turns towards the soldier and gets off the table.)... Soldier speak carefully and you shall live."
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NOW
Smithsonian Museum of Natural History DC:

With all the commotion going on nearby the cops are occupied perfect time to get some of the parts he needs for a ritual. Eli Bard a man with no history of the past, present or future according to Bastion makes his way to a few Egyptian exhibits, one in particular has a suitcase inside of a hallow statue that belongs to him. He is followed by four men also dressed in black with camping backpacks seeming full of something. A site guide starts asking too many questions. With in a blink of an eye Eli grabs hold of her and takes her into a back room.

"You couldn't mind your own business. Don't scream, I did not want to do this, but you got too nosey. Lady nothing personal, I'm just hungry".

[John Kilroy]

Gwen didn't hear what he was saying  as she got distracted when she suddenly saw a wall of text forming in the wall behind John. It wasn't long before she realized that she was actually reading the text of the RP thread itself. Wait a second, why was she seeing this? Typically, her 4th wall-breaking powers came about sporadically. The last time they were used was when she showed up in JJ's office in costume because her player forgot to specify that she was wearing civilian clothes. So why was she being allowed to use them now. She then began to read the wall of text out loud.


"John waited buying time by listening to this person who was not supposed to be there she was a wild card. He thought about the money and realized he was just a vessel, so money no longer mattered to him. The Purifiers or the Church of Humanity screwed this up. Little does this lady know Bastion put this senator on a hit list before years ago because of an even worse future if he survives and starts a chain reaction of events so this is not a win by any means. He realizes it is going to be next to impossible to get out of this if he continues. He lowers the gun. He has a permit so he can get away or off easy with this if he stands down."

Her face started to furrow. "Are you...freaking...KIDDING ME?!? So...so...this whole thing is pointless! If the church of humanity isn't stopped more than likely they are going to cause that chain reaction of events, and if the church of humanity loses then it's the senator that causes this event...it's like one of those telltale games. Ladies and Gentlemen, the Plotted Line! For all your plot railroading needs! I could just exist stage left and hardly anything would change."

She took a deep breath. This was the thing about being a character that she hated the most about this sort of thing. The feeling that she was just a pawn between various gods, and that her choices didn't matter, world building didn't matter. everyone was just a vessel for the plot...action figures. She was tempted to turn around and walk the other way. 


"You know what...no. Whatever this plot is I'm not going to be railroaded and treated like a passive observer...." She activated her portal gun and set the seeings to Earth-1218D her world. The location: Her bedroom.


She decided to read the rest of the post, she then looked to John, "You, Me  and Mr. Eli Bard are going to have a little chat." She poked him in the ribs and pushed him towards the portal. "March. Or I promise you your face is going to be what's FUBARed."

Once she was certain John was accounted for, she took a quick trip to an Earth she called a "meat Earth." She then set her portal gun to the Smithsonian. going through the portal she popped up right in front of Mr. Bard just as he was about to attack the woman

"Hiya Bardy." she greeted doing her best Pennywise impression. "You and I and another some other random dude are going to have a nice long chat, Before you say anything. I already know your history. You were once a promising Roman soldier named Eliphas before being injured in battle. you later tried to be a poet until you met Aurelia, she granted you a seat in the Senate. But she cucked you... she cucked you hard. in fact you don't have a very good history of choosing women. If your um...chronic condition is anything to go by. Speaking of which..."

Gwen pulled out a large sack full of fresh juicy steaks made of 100% bonified human flesh which suited Eli's need perfectly. "No need to take a bite out of a poor woman just doing her job when you can just have these." By this point, the woman had long fled when she got the chance. "Look the fact of the matter is I want something you want something we may be able to help each other out. Ever heard of the Necronomicon?"

[stormshadow]

Eli Bard

Eli was in a bit of shock of this lady that just showed up."You are very intriguing Lady. Oh, my manners... I must thank you for the bite to eat. I'll formerly introduce myself, I'm Eli Bard that is what they call me now. And I didn't get your name. The 8th century book, A small sampling of the Dark hold. Somehow it magically self-updates itself, also contains information on future events. Some pages listed every vampire ever born or created. It gives instructions on how to summon demons and even the Devil himself. Trust me you don't want to meet them. I would advise you not to read it though. Selene was interested in that very book."

Eli Bard raises his arms and hands up in the air then back to his side. With an evil grin on his face. "The Last, I heard of it was it was in the Vatican Library hidden somewhere but that was centuries ago. I'm confused to this plot you spoke of to John. Your powers seem to be most impressive. I'm responsible for so much more you ever heard of... the black plague or even the sickness that overwhelmed the native people of this land. I'm responsible for many deaths Lady, I don't exist even in your Necronomicon. That gun of yours can it take me to other places on earth? As for Bastion he predicted future, he didn't predict X-force stopping him and putting him down once again. So his predictions were flawed. You stopped my diversion to get some information. And now you are here, so is the Necronomicon the only thing you want?"

[John Kilroy]

Gwen could not help but facepalm once he had mentioned that X-Force was going to stop Bastion anyway...so the whole thing...was...mute.

She wanted to seethe, she wanted to scream, she wanted to go on a raving rant. But she couldn't. All she had was pure unadulterated confusion. She started rubbing her forehead. 

 "Yes actually there is something I want...can someone up there please give me a script? I'm dying here!"

As she looked up at the ceiling, all her "Guardian Angel"  could do was shrug with a look that said "Don't look at me." since she was the only one who could see him, she probably looked insane tp the likes of Eli Bard. Gwenpool once again rubbed the sides of her head. 

"Look at this point I'm trying to figure out how The Metahuman Accountability and Security Act, the Purifiers, you and something called The Spear of Destiny all share a link. my knowledge of the Spear is very limited but given what knowledge I Do have I'm guessing Shuma-Gorath. If so I'm not afraid of that overgrown Starfish or the rest of the so called Great Old Ones. my kind were the ones that created them and depending on how you do the math, we appeared anywhere from  315,000 to 315,000,000 years before The Great Old Ones first came to be and we'll be around long  after they are little more than a minor footnote in history."

Realizing she was just rambling for the sake of rambling she let out a sigh. 

"Look the main reason I want the Necronomicon is because it has the Original version of "The King In Yellow" play in it and I want to read it to see what the big deal of it is what truth in it is so horrific that it drives the most sane mortals mad....and the fact that the Necronomicon may in fact belong to me and be the key to unlocking my full power.  So I propose a deal. You help me get my book back and I'll do a favor for you in return...depending on what that favor is...there are some lines I won't cross but I might be able to come up with an alternative suggestion that can equally suit your needs...Just like I did with feeding you earlier. Maybe together we can untangle this shadowy weave of events trying to unfold and make sense of it all. You'll find I will ask a whole lot less from you and give you a whole lot more than Selene Gallio ever would."


Of everything Gwen had said up to this point, that last remark was the one thing she could say for certain was not a bluff. People like Eli did have a nasty habit of making bedfellows with the wrong people and they often got screwed over as a result of deals gone bad, and the truth was Gwen was looking to make powerful allies she would need to afterall if she wanted to change the world like she hoped, though she hoped to do so by taking a different approach than most would, she'd attempt to gain thier trust and loyalty. It was a risk she was willing to take because she knew one thing that hardly anyone else knew, short of outside divine intervention she could not die long-term. Maybe she'd get hurt and get some boo-boos along the way but she could always get back up. So what did she have to lose really? She'd just have to not let this turn into an ends justify the means sort of goal, and make sure not to cross certain lines that would plunge her into villain territory.  

[stormshadow]

Eli Bard

Eli looked over to her, she seemed normal until the times she seems to be asking for things. Who is she talking to? "What are you some kind of spy? Don't like rats. Two things... I'm interested in at the moment. One being finding Selene. She is the one, she is hidden somewhere with the Hellfire club exact place unknown. If I resurrect this Bastion, time traveling robot that tried to kill me. It might help me find her but on my terms. It can also help me find this book you're looking for and the Spear of Destiny." Eli pauses for a minute but if this woman can help, it could be beneficial for both him and her. He nods his head as he comes up with something.

Eli seems ok with teaming with this lady. " Most people are like fish you can bait them with some bait and a hook. There is a mutant facility in the place called the 'Safe haven.' It is anything but that. Trask Industries an advanced weapons and technology company founded and owned by Bolivar Trask. They helped create the Master Mold a precursor to Bastion or Nimrod which he was named at first. Rumors abound about Cassandra Nova and the Hell Fire Club. Who we should not take lightly if she is back. We get Bastion or what is left of him and get him operational, we can find what we want. I'm thinking let the X-men or the X-Force or whatever team they send to investigate to clear out the Sentinels for us. You could pose as a stranger needing help. A spy and give them the information, let them clear out the Sentinels and other obstacles and we can take the items we need. Do you know enough about them to pull this off?"

[John Kilroy]

as soon as Eli brought up Selene Gwen couldn't help but sigh. It didn't take a precog to get where this was going. this wasn't a 
eli thread. It was a Black Priestess event Proably one that was being drawn up long before she entered the world.  The question was whether Gwen getting involved was worth it? Would helping him actually help accomplish her goals? MAYBE??? Would the ends justify the means? The answer was clearly no but how could she bow out at this point gracefully? 

"I know what I want to do, but again I find myself limited by what I can do for the sake of the story plot" 

Gwen was trying to think long-term. She was aware of threats that most save for Stark and Reed might have been aware of. Mutants as a whole were not one of them. If she could get someone like Trask under her fold...well she had ideas.

"Well no matter what happens the X-Men are going to get involved And so I'm left with a question. Who's side do I go with knowing that either way the conflict is pointless and will be doomed to repeat itself over and over...Annnnd over again. Frankly the only thing I'd get out of helping you with Selene would be getting to roast her sorry little Pin-up....ARRRGH!"

Gwen felt the world spin around her as her vision was overwhelmed by tinnitus like ringing. 

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her heartbeat suddenly became fast and heavy she felt like she couldn't breathe why couldn't she breathe?!? she started visibly gasping for air....and then it stopped her breathing returned to normal the world stopped spinning. She staggered back to her feet and shook her head. She couldn't explain it but for a brief moment, she was in another place in another time. 


"What the shock was that?" she mumbled to herself. she then looked to Eli trying to get back to the task at hand. "The question you should be asking Eli is if I did help you who's to say you wouldn't stab me in the back and leave me and the X-Men out to dry? I mean let's be real, you're not the real boss fight of this story, Selene is, you're just her thrall, her mook, heck i'm half expecting you to just be a meat suit controlled by a shade of Selene, and is trying to find the spear to resurrect herself back to full power and I don't think you have the willpower to prove to me otherwise. For all I know helping you is wasting both my time and credibility and to be frank...being a bad guy is SO... FREAKING...BORING!" 

[stormshadow]

Eli Bard

"Well no matter what happens the X-Men are going to get involved And so I'm left with a question. Who's side do I go with knowing that either way the conflict is pointless and will be doomed to repeat itself over and over...Annnnd over again. Frankly the only thing I'd get out of helping you with Selene would be getting to roast her sorry little Pin-up....ARRRGH!"

Eli gets slightly angry but diverts his attention to the statue. He walks over to a display of a statue of Perseus and pops his supernatural finger claws and scratches the shield. Then retracts them. "First check out this statue, I think Perseus was also flawed and this statue along with this shield, although both are fake it is a mirror, what you do will come back to you. He battled a Gorgon. Ironic though the person or group who possibly stole the Spear of Destiny has a Gorgon or name is." Eli pushes over the statue to reveal his suitcase as it breaks. He quickly opens the suitcase and sees a few viles and some documents. He then closes the case quickly. He smiles and picks it up.

"Our time is limited the lady no doubt set off the alarms with all the commotion nearby bought us a few extra minutes. I'm not sure what you're rambling on about. Everything is an action that happen you create the ripple, just by you being here has helped me or hindered me."


He presents a evil smile. "I have no reason to double cross you we have similar paths.You are free to make your own choices, if you want to take on a bunch of Sentinels by all means do so if you have no worry of being hurt or otherwise perhaps just ask them to help you take them out. There is always another option you can go in destroy everything but that will reveal are plans to X-men the wrong way once we take Bastion's head or whatever is left. You could sneak in if your good enough and bypass the sentinels. All of us have are weakness are you telling me your unstoppable, well then we can just take over. If you have another way to get the locations and bypass things by all means do so. So, we take over and you stop everyone what fun is it without having a reason or overcoming something. If everything is handed to you of course it is boring. Being evil is only boring if you make it. Here is another option you ever heard of Hellfire club? Infiltrate or create our own faction. You could be the red Queen, King. Hell, you could be yellow Queen, point is this is your choice. I can stay in the background in secret and your choices determine the outcome. You could do both battle the Sentinels and start a hellfire club faction. Are you telling me when you read a book you go straight to the end. Not to say our choices don't have consequences. I tried to save a young girl and do the right thing and my plot in ancient times was ruined, I was cursed and burned at the stake. If I haven't done that, I would be one of the most powerful around. We need to get moving the authorities will be here any minute. I have a semi-truck parked a block over. "

[John Kilroy]

Gwen couldn't help but smile it was an unnerving smile. 

"I'm not saying that I'm unstoppable. There are some things I can't do because they're against the rules. I'm not the only player here Eli there are others too. If I just snapped my fingers and bam I ruled the world, well that's called god-modding, and that's no fun for everyone else. Besides, say I did exercise my power and I wrote myself in as the ruler of the world. I'm left with nothing else to do or more likely someone like the Avengers or the X-men stop me rinse wash repeat. Yawn. In a universe like this one, where power does not matter doesn't matter, influence, worldbuilding character character-building does, what good does having godlike power have? It doesn't. it's a gimmick., a gimmick designed to boost eyes and buzz until everything reverts back to the status quo like it never happened."

she laughed.

"But I know one thing. I can't die, not permanently, not without permission. Neither can you neither can Selene or the X-Men or so many countless others. Sure we can get hurt, we can get bruised we can bleed we can suffer injury, and maybe even our minds be will tested to their breaking point, but one way or another. We'll get back up whether by our own wills or not. So do I think I can go in and just bust the sentenials down like the Hulk? No, but I have nothing to lose taking them on myself. Like I said I can't die."

She laughed again.   

"It's not that I skip to the end. It's that I've seen the end play out the same way over and over again and I find reruns to get really dull after a while. I'll see what I can do about letting the X-Men know about the whole thing with the sentinels but I make no promises. In the meantime..."

She ran to the lady who was about to pull the alarm. "Excuse me. I do apologize for how my friend's behavior. He suffers from a disease that makes him suffer severe protein deficiency. Skin and hair issues, uncontoable appitite, it's awful. I'm afraid he Also broke one of the exhibits. So...Do you know who I need to talk to about buying the Smithsonian and all of the exhibits in it?" 

[stormshadow]

Eli Bard

Eli is about to speak as she runs off. The cameras are blocked by the Purifiers tech after all what they're taking is his anyway. He waits for her to come back. "As long as everyone is different you can never fix the world. There will always be conflict no peace unless divine intervention. First you would have to get rid of politics, religion, race, species for starters. Then other variables You ever seen Back to the Future or Ground hog day, actually I liked a little know movie called time cop also. Changing the past impacts the future. How do I not know you came back from the future in this instance. You could end my suffering and go back to the time I met Selene and kill me. I would not be cursed, and the world would be better off. Another option is we steal the bell of the Nazi's it is a time traveling device. Then we can both travel in time."

Eli thinks for a minute the possibility is endless. "Maybe you should just drop yourself where you want to be live a good life, I had that once till I was betrayed. I don't want to live forever it is all pain and suffering. I look at dyeing it would give me a sense of truly living."