Issue 1 Downtime

Having called a truce for now Faultline leads the group through the city, flanked by Legion, 2 of who each carry Will, Chthonia and the Mockery. Eventually the group comes up to a large but mostly inconspicuous townhouse. Taking them inside she takes them into the living room of the tastefully furnished home.

"If you care for some tea Legion will be along with a pot soon. If you don't mind then please wait here while I fix everyone up." She says while the Legions carrying the three move further into the house.

Isabel sat down on a sofa, and then stood up again, looking creeped out.

"Please tell me that's not a Legion too..." John said with a look of disgust.

"I'm not sure anything isn't him, here."

A Legion came in, surprisingly well-dressed, with a platter with cups of tea on it, bowing, her arm never moving, to keep the platter balanced.

"No thanks. Tea isn't really my thing," he lied.

"Is there something you would prefer?" the Legion asked, staring unblinkingly.

"Nah. I'm good."

Renko took a cup of tea and stared at it from above and below.

"This is all very strange..." Renko muttered gauntlet glowing slightly as he gently tested his powers on the cup.

From the rear of the townhouse, a sharp shriek sounded.

Melody stood with her arms crossed, looking some mixture of pissed off and uncomfortable, her entire shoulder and neck area stained with dried blood.

Stitch hid behind Melody.

"I'm fine, thanks." Isabel said.

Sara head snaps towards the shriek. It obviously wasn't Will (or so she tells herself) but it doesn't make her feel any better about him being dragged off by a presumably insane version of herself.

"Can we do anything for YOU, ma'am?" a Legion asked Sara, deferentially.

"What? No. And stop calling me that!" she says, looking at Legion like he was something that crawled out of a sewer.

"Of course, ma'am," the Legion said, leaving the party alone in the room...

"I don't like this one god damned bit. She's going to turn on us the first opportunity she gets," she said quietly to no one in particular.

"Fire," Stitch mumbles, "They'll use fire."

Sara shudders at the creepy version of her husband. This was somehow even worse than the one that tried to kill her.

"And where did she take Will anyway? I don't know what she's done with these ones but I don't like it..."

"It's nothing good, that's for sure."

"Which one?" Isabel said "this entire apartment...its in pain. He's in pain."

A groan came from somewhere deeper in the apartment.

"Y-you mean Cap was right? This entire place..." she asks, turning very pale.

Renko's tea, under his powers, grew some mold.

John happened to see the moldy tea. "That... that is disgusting..."

"Just a bit," Renko said placing the tea back on the tray and grabbing a new cup. "Just testing something."

"I knew there was a reason I didn't sit..."

"And I still don't trust the tea," he muttered, looking the place over and not liking it one bit.

"Its all him, yeah." Isabel whispered to Sara.

Another groan, followed by a short scream, came from deeper inside the house.

"My god... And we just let her walk off with Will..." she says before the ominous scream makes her flinch.

"This was a bad idea..." John said restlessly.

"And us without a telepath to see if she gives our Will back..."

Sara stares at Cap for a moment. She'd pale, but she's already trying her best to look like Victoria.

"Oh god, I didn't even think of that..."

"We should never have left him alone with her."

"And I just let her walk off with him... We need to do something..." she mumbles.

bear walked up to one of the legions, a grim expression on her face.

"Take us to your mistress. Now."

"I'm sorry, she isn't to be disturbed..."

bear nodded, sighing.

She then pulled out a fire sphere, jamming it into the legions mouth before diving and activating the ball, engulfing the upper torso of the puppet in flames.

"Go! now!" Bear yelled, pulling out two more spheres and heading for the nearest door.