Sandman XI

Luna Moth frowned at Powerhouse. Was he dense? Was he retarded or something? She smirked, "I know your game. You're trying to get me to incriminate myself. Clever girl." She cackled before looking at the two. The spore zombies had backed off. "Now, you I can give you one more chance to join me in my escapades, or i can have these little old ladies and desperate middle aged men try to tear you apart." She laid 'back' on her wings, showing off again, "Come. Join the dark side! It's much more fun than being responsible! Me and you two could rule!"

The woman Gabriel was talking to was obviously nervous, but trying to keep a straight face. She smiled warily, "You're... you're a hero right?" She sighed relieved., "Tank you for showing up, I don't know how you didn't, but you're a much welcome surprise. The hospital has been locked down. No one's been allowed to leave the floor they're on. We here some talk about a monster," she leaned closer to him and whispered, "and a baby being stolen." She kept a straight face as other nurses walked by. Hopefully they did not hear her. "The news is not supposed to be out," she whispered again after her fellow nurses walked away, "So if you could find out what's going on and how we could stop... whatever, It would be greatly appreciated."

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Wesley Knight Knight

Elizabeth's thoughts were varied on why she would never know everything, she knew Eddie wasn't trying to be a bad guy about it, but it was hurtful.This festered inside her until he started talking again. She looked at him with a bit of sorrow for his troubles. Like she herself had caused them personally. She held him close as he started to tear up, "I didn't know this, baby. If you want help from me, you need just to ask it. And your friends? It's made you a miserable wreck, hasn't it? Sometimes it's better to let go of the demons in your closet than to have them torment you." She sighed, "Your parents though, I don't know what to tell you. I've never been in that situation. To lose the love of someone who give you life has to be the most draining horror ever." Elizabeth paused, there was no easy way to put this. She could not think of an answer. "I... don't know what to say, honey. While I don't think you should forget them..."

Wesley shook his head lightly with a small smile at the little 'thinks she's cute' comment. It wasn't a blush but something was there. When Lynn went into full detective mode, he was shocked. Happily though. He chuckled, "Sure," he smirked, "Needle in a haystack. I trust you can find anything." He wasn't kidding either. the things that girl found when they were together was uncanny! "Same here" he said when she mentioned the phone number. It had been a long time since he used that number. "I'll give you a call if anything happens to drop in my lap. Highly unlikely, though you never know around these parts." With that, they hugged and said their goodbyes. Wesley had work to do. People wanted body art done, he had to give it to them.

Wesley thought hard, trying to remember the night in question. "Well, besides the power to disappear and make parts of herself disappear, she didn't seem ninja like. The big part of the night is when we blew up a house full of zombies." He smiled fondly of the experience, "I don't know. It was something about her." He chuckled, "I remember she asked for my number to call when she needed help. Then I never saw or heard from her again." Getting up from the chair, he looked at the chalk board and picked up a piece of chalk, drawing a question mark. He smiled to Lynn, "Yeah, not much help at all am I?"

Elizabeth listened intently as Eddie spoke about his past. She gasped as he went into detail about the events in question. It was not something she was expecting. She thought his attitude was all for show, but it appeared that he had some hard times before. She took him by the hand and pulled him into the hallway behind the box where she and him could speak more openly as the third act started. It was a little disconcerting to see that the shushing was coming from nowhere. She would worry about that later. Now, she had personal issues to deal with. Getting him out in the hall, she gently pushed his back to the wall keeping an arms distance away, and then... she slapped him. "Eddie," she said looking down in a hurt tone, "Why do you keep these things from me? Is there anything else I don't know? I try to tell you everything I do and know. And little by little I learn things about you." She looked up and caressed the cheek she slapped. "That said," There was a light bit of emotion in her throat and water in her eyes, she cleared both, "I want to know. Out of all those horrible things, have you learned anything? Are you the same person you were back then? It's one thing to say that you'd take it all back if you could, but how have you made changes?"

Wesley chuckled when Powerhouse mentioned that he wasn't good at names. Here he was using his last name as a cover. And then the loud words came. Wesley was shocked at Powerhouse's near perfect interpretation of the evil British judge guy. He was surprised that he didn't throw the chair in his righteous anger! The winged girl did not take the judgment well. Oh lord, she does look sad, Wesley thought, Something so beautiful, I should go over and cheer her up... WAIT A MINUTE! She deserved it! What is wrong with me? He shook his head and then he noticed that Powerhouse was surrounded by the people from the audience and now they were mobbing him too! It seemed that Powerhouse was under the effect now. He was negotiating with the butterfly lady. He gave Powerhouse a shrug when he told him to calm down. This was the weirdest situation ever. He listened to the dealings between the two, ready to act if this got too off the handle

"No, I want to talk," Muse said with a concerned look on her face, "I've been noticing you've been acting awkward ever since the play started. Is it not your cup of tea? If so, I'm sorry for putting you in this predicament. Are you thinking about something else?" She looked him in the eyes with a comforting smile, "You know you can tell me anything."

Strange things were afoot in the hospital that day. A small time crime family, the Beauchamps, was trying to lay low after a bad deal with another small time family, the Diavolos. The Beauchamps knew something that not many knew. The Diavolos were demons! Still they were laying low, trying not to catch their attention. Mia Beauchamp was with child and the blessed event was going to happen today. Little did the Beauchamps know, the Diavolos had sent a 'gift' for them. The nurse on call for the delivery was one of the Diavolos. The real nurse had been drained of her life force and melted away in some profane act. The birth went off without a hitch, but what happened afterwards was something right out of a horror story! When the baby nurse took the baby away from the mother, the baby nurse transformed into a beautifully horrifying demon! It cradled the babe in a pouch in it's stomach as the rest in the room screamed in horror. The demon then turned back into the nurse, though she looked very with child, and walked out of the room. The hospital was quickly put on lock down as they searched the building for the shapeshifting woman trying to escape. They tried to keep the news down, but word travels fast in situations like these. Soon everyone knew why the hospital was in a state of emergency.

Luna Moth 'walked' back and forth in the air, "Well, like I said I need some lucid help. You guys would do my heavy lifting. Others are only good for throwing themselves at my complications and posing like little mannequins. But you, you can do so much more. Come my little enforcers!" She cackled maniacally. It felt good to get back in the spirit of things. Not much had changed in thirty years, it seemed. "So, are you heroes of your word? Or are you low down dirty lying rats?"

Gabriel and Muse happen upon something sinister!

Trinity was the hospital you had to go to, not the hospital you wanted to go to. The HMO paid for the services and you received them. Elizabeth Skillman, the hero known as Muse, was not here for a medical visit though. She was here tending to a friend from high school she hadn't seen in forever. The girl worked as a nurse and needed a ride home after her shift was over. Elizabeth was glad to help an old friend. It was closing in on dusk time when she got there. She went to the maternity ward while she waited for her friend to finish up. And some how, while she couldn't help but go d'awww at the cute little babies. There was an air of wrongness here. The same she felt a few months before. There was no flash of visions yet, but that gut feeling was there.

Somewhere out in time and space, Quark sheds a single tear. Then gets back to fixing time and space :argh:

Erased the stuff about the badges. You should too!

Wesley nodded and thumbed through the sparse file, "Yeah, they've talked to a few people, but they've got no leads." He looked to Slick. Wasn't he a nice looking guy? He was handsome and really well built. The type you see on those romance novel covers. Wesley shook his head and smiled as he looked back at the files and scratched his head. "I think we should start at the scene of the crime. You know, conduct our own little investigation?"

Luna Moth was not impressed with Powerhouse's groveling. She crossed her arms and looked away as he did so. After he stopped she looked down at him and then to Knight and then back to him. "You did insult my singing AND my dancing. But you were kidding? I find that hard to believe." She sighed and looked down to the ground, "You see, all I wanted was to be rich and famous. Everyone would be at my beck and call! But what did I get? Well, everyone at my back and call. Every one but one man." She mumbled under her breath, "and he has to be damn near dead by now." She looked back at the men and the audience lazily pawing at them in a futile attempt to bring them down. "Now, you said you'd do anything for me? And a hero is as good as his word, right? So I have a task for you both. I need your assistance. You see, I am only one woman and I need help. Good lucid help is so hard to come by these days." She paused as a light smile crossed her, "Will you keep your word and accompany me?"

With a gleeful smile on her face, Luna Moth gently bounced to and fro from her left foot to right as Wesley spoke. He would be her favorite puppet she thought, she wondered what he could do besides fly and get trapped in her spores. Then Powerhouse spoke. She stopped and looked in shock at his scathing review. She dropped to her knees as he berated her. "I..." she barely got a word in edgewise. Her shock turned into anger as he finished. Her voice was angered as she stood up, "And to think I dressed for you! I am not to be trifled with, foolish male! For I am not only beautiful, but a queen!" Every one in the audience and the contestants on stage stood up as she unfurled her dress into wings again and flew up into the air. slowly they lurched towards the offending male. When she couldn't contact Wesley, they started surrounding them both!

Wesley was quite impressed. He clapped along with the crowd. When the applause died down he looked to Powerhouse, seemingly silently asking him if he wanted to go first. after a few seconds of the silent negotiation, it was decided he would put his judgment in first. He smiled and looked to Luna Moth, his voice resounded cheekily, "Lady, I don't even know who you are, but damn you got some moves and a voice to match. I say you got star quality. Take that raw talent and march yourself to number one, girl!" The audience cheered again. Once they were done with their admiration, it was Powerhouse's turn.

Luna Moth smiled and clapped joyfully as Powerhouse followed her. She was sure the spores were slowly but surely sinking into the hero, then she would have a really nice play thing! She nodded happily as Powerhouse gave his stern command. Pondering what to do, her face lit up when she formulated a plan for a song and dance act. The inclusion of the second judge made her mentally scowl, but having a weak hero under her command would be fine too. She took one of the other contestants and a chair and sat the girl down. "Alright," Luna Moth smiled deviously, "hit the music!" The song was a saucy little ditty about the troubles of treating her right and treating her wrong. She used the barely lucid girl in more than one way. Dancing around the poor girl in ways that made that accentuated every move she herself did. It truly was not a bad performance. Heck it was one of the better the two fully aware judges had seen in their days. The barely there audience gave what praise they could as Luna Moth blew kisses and took bows. The only thing missing, it seemed, was someone giving her roses.

Wesley saw and heard everything from his little spore induced stupor. He wondered what Powerhouse was up to. Shaking off the effect as the two were walking towards the stage, he rubbed his eyes and followed them. He sat next to Powerhouse with a confused look, then a a look of realization. This guy was either under her spell or just playing along with her. Wesley would have to wait and see which it was. Until then, he would play along with the little scene. He had seen enough American Idol to know how these judge things work. He was not going to be the ethnic stereotype judge or the mean judge. It seemed that the guy was duped into playing the mean judge part. So he would have to be the nice judge. He nudged Powerhouse and reached out a hand, speaking quietly as Luna Moth was setting up her act, "Hey, I'm Knight."

"You can't say that, darling," Luna Moth smirked, stepping towards Powerhouse again, "Sure they're not as good as me, but they are there." She looked over to Knight. She was unsure of her hold on Powerhouse, but Knight's affliction was more obvious. He stood there motionless as the spores worked though his body. She looked to powerhouse again. "Are you sure you want to take me to jail. I wouldn't last very long. I'm too pretty!" She turned around showing off her 'dress'. "Now why would you want to put something like this is jail? It would be a crime in itself!" She put her hands on her hips and sashayed back up to the stage, "Come now darling," she said in a beckoning tone of voice, "you wouldn't want to keep us waiting, would you?"

Wesley nodded and pulled out a blank business card. He scribbled down his number and wrote 'Knight' in a very stylized design. "There you go," he smiled and handed it to her. He was about to ask her for her number, but it seemed she was quick to disappear. "Nice girl," he spoke alloud to himself, "Wouldn't mind working with her again." Hesmiled and turned into the red dragon again leaving the fpolice and firemen to get the clean up done.

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