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Into the Maelstrom

Who: Hex and whoever's at Atlantica
What: Hex is after something...
Where: Atlantica

Purple and blue lighting raced across the sky, nearly blinding Hex as she struggled to keep the boat on course. The waves tossed it back and forth, soaking her again and again. It would have been so much easier to just portal her way there, but she didn't have an exact idea of where exactly 'there' was. It had been a miserable week, but...

A steady grin kept itself pinned to her face.

It was here. At the heart of this storm, was what she had been suffering this whole week to find.

Just a little further now...

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"Yeah I know, but Eliphas supersized the portal so we got-WHAT THE FLYING SHIT IS THAT THING!?"

The Royal Guard was cut short as the... thing in question rose from the seas below, along with the realisation that momentum was carrying him straight to it. He raised a gloved hand and summoned another Dark Corridor, warping him to the empty space a few metres behind the boat, where he promptly crashed into the ocean. Once he resurfaced he grabbed the small vessel by its edge, parts of his face covered by the same solid darkness found on his arm.

"Any ideas?" he asked, having calmed down somewhat.

"Oh, you know how she is. 'Fail, and suffer the consequences,' and all that. I might not agree with her on a lot of things, but there's now doubt who's got the edge in power and cunning if I decided to back out." Hex adjusted her goggles.

"For the time being, I move we put aside our differences in the interest of actually surviving this encounter. All of us want the same thing, and share a common enemy. We can try to kill one another again as soon as this things is dead." Her old smile started to come back, white teeth shining in the darkness.

"I've got a spell that should do the trick. The downside is it has a charge time. Keep this brute busy, and I should be able to cast it. If any of you have another suggestion, I am entirely open to it."

Internally, Hex was still reviewing her options. Alone, she had absolutely no shot at killing this thing. Thanks to some lucky chance, she had, if not allies, then parties interested in the same thing and happened to be facing a common enemy. However, it was still possible that they would decide to try and kill her first, and then move on to the beast.

A part of her found it oddly convenient that when there was no way she could have done it alone, events seemed to have conspired to provide more people. Narrative Causality? No, I'm just reading too deep into it. Besides, I'm not the Hero, even if I'm trying not to be the main Villain.

"Call me crazy, but I'm not too keen on handing you the perfect opportunity to destroy both us and that thing at the same time," Ray growled. "Especially not when Lesley and I could handle it on our own, if we had to. What about you, Lesley?"

"My genre sense is tingling, and I can't help but agree," Lesley spoke, his body now completely encased in a protective layer, making his voice sound somewhat metallic. "While the three of us certainly would be able to defeat that monstrosity quicker, these sorts of temporary alliances rarely end up in favour of the good guys."

He cracked his knuckles to emphasise the point.

"But on another note, do we actually know what exactly she's after?"

Oh wait. I got that wrong. I'm the henchman that got spotted while Macguffin hunting.

Hex sighed as she massaged the bridge of her nose over the goggle straps.

"No, you actually don't have any idea at all. Miss Ray just decided to chase me out to sea. Moving back on topic, we can either role with my original plan, or I can portal away for a moment while you fight this thing, return when you're exhausted, kill you, finish it off, and claim the prize. That's actually what I don't want to do."

"Whether or not you realize it, some bigger fish than me are swimming around. You people have the power and ability to deal with them better than I can. If I genuinely wanted you dead, you wouldn't be breathing. As things stand, I believe you people are an important and neccesary group."

"And if you can't trust my pragmatism, believe me when I say that the spell I'm thinking of using is basically only good for a large mostly stationary target. It's basically useless unless you're planning on cracking open a castle." Which wasn't quite a lie. Scaled down, it could work faster and be practical in combat. Of course, that was assuming it worked in the first place. She hadn't actually tested it yet, but it should function. In theory.

"If we have the power and ability to deal with these dudes better than you, it stands to reason that we can deal with you, too," she retorted. Yes, Ray was only refusing now out of pure spite. No, she was not entirely above being this petty, even in a situation like this. Besides, they could portal out, too, if it became necessary.

And as far as she was concerned, they didn't need to know what Hex was after. As long as she didn't get her hands on it, mission accomplished. Who knew, maybe they could throw her to the monster out there and be done with it.

"And we have no reason to trust your pragmatism or your word regarding your abilities," she muttered, taking advantage of the momentary respite to gulp down an Elixir.

Lesley merely raised both hands in silence, opting to stay out of what could grow to be a lengthy discussion. If it did, it would waste time, time they did not have as the monster did not remain idle during their chat. He observed the creature's approach with wide yellow eyes, in a typical 'oh crap' fashion.

"Pardon me for interrupting ladies, but uhm..." he cut in, pointing at the monster, which was now way too close for comfort.

"So, we are at an impasse."

New plan. I can see the shore from here, and I can certainly spot them and this guy from the shore. There's a little old shack I scouted out earlier. I'll just hide there until these guys go away, since they can't track my portals and don't know if I'm hiding or truly gone. Better port' to another world first, before popping back to throw them off my scent if they can with weird Dark Spirit the knight picked up. Once they're gone, I'll just throw my spell, cap this son of a bitch, and make off with the rock. Everyone goes home feeling like they've accomplished something.

Still, I have to at least put up a show to make them think they've 'won'.

Hex brushed some of her hair back, that reckless grin back in full force.

"Well, I wonder just what I did to piss you off so much that you seem to take so much delight in in spiting me. In the mean time, you may wish to step aside." I've got to make this look good, after all. And, whether or not you believe it, I really don't want you people to die.

Hex unzipped her coat, taking one corner in each hand, bringing her arms back. I have other got to get an actual cape for casting this, or work out another way to generate shadows large enough to do this. This looks stupid.

Thirty-four swords, five Dragon Slayers, and throw in one of the shields modified to explode. All set to rip out of the shadows in her jacket. Maybe, if she was really lucky, it would kill it rather than just piss it off.

Let 'er rip.

And then they fired, right in the thing's chest.

"Whoa!"

The Royal Knight dove out of the way as the Witch did her thing, creating a Corridor along the way, which transported him to a location high above the events unfolding below. It was a good thing the slight measure of overconfidence that came with his newfound powers had removed his fear of heights, otherwise he would've shat bricks at this point.

As gravity started pulling him down again, an idea popped into his mind. Time to get creative with portals.

"Personal offense has nothing to do with it." Ray turned and walked into a portal. When she stepped out onto the deck behind Hex, the Corridor started to move, closing as it pooled around her feet. Her eyes narrowed. When she spoke next, her voice was quiet, cold.

"Light."

The Light magic on the deck suddenly surged forward like a living being. It lanced forward in a quick arc, racing for Hex's back.

[i]Oh, Fuck.

Inbound Light spell, qualities unknown. Too close, can't see it, can't dodge it. Only three shields remaining, but deploy one anyway.[/i]

A black orb erupted behind Hex, it's shiny black material catching the light, before the 'Light' caught it. And burned straight through. It clipped her shoulder, throwing her to ground, and melting part of her coat away. The flesh beneath it was already turning blue, as though from a nasty bruise. Hex wanted to scream.

[i]Options, options, options! Pepper Spray? Useless! Rug trick? That should work![/i]

Dark Corridors erupted beneath all three of them, the other ends depositing Leslie and Ray fifty feet to either side of the boat. Hex's own portal dropper her unceremoniously on the floor of the shack she had been planning on retreating to earlier.

[i]Ow.

That... really... Hurt. What the hell... is that Light spell supposed... to do, anyway? Ok... Follow the plan... It can still work... Could work better, actually.[/i]

She dragged herself to the window, and braced againt the sill. Her legs didn't really feel steady, but this would have to do.

[i]Alright, I know where the target is...[/i]

She closed her eyes. Miles away, a large boulder slowly sank into a portal.

[i]Portals, set.[/i]

Finally, it fell through. And then it fell again. Hex had put the exit point directly above the entrance point. And it fell again. And again. And again.

[i]Gravitic acceleration in progress. Assumed pull of gravity is nine point eight meters per second, per second. Can't be bothered to do math right now. Hold pattern for two minutes. That should give enough acceleration to blast this thing.

Strange. I thought I was wet before, but now it feels like I'm sweating.[/i]

Breathing hard, Hex squinted out at the beast out at sea, focusing on it just in time to see the boat smashed by the things fist.

[i]Just got to hold it together for a little bit longer...[/i]

Ray had but a moment of exultation before she was thrown back into the cold of a Dark Corridor. She was only there for just as long, but the cold and fear stuck with her for a few seconds more as she was thrown, yet again, to the deck. Her landing was... less than graceful, to say the least.

Then she looked up, and saw two things.

One, Maleficent's little minion had bailed. Well, maybe not bailed entirely, since she sounded pretty determined to get that "treasure," but she certainly wasn't here.

Two, that monstrous undersea abomination was...

Oh. Oh, shit.

She scrambled to her feet, eyes scanning the deck for her partner. "Lesley, we gotta go! Like now!"

There wasn't any more time to spare. Ray turned and dove through a portal, stumbling over the thrashing waves on her way out at the beach. She turned back to the ocean just in time to see the boat get destroyed, and had to crush down a flash of rage, directed both at that... thing, and the bitch who'd made it come out in the first place.

But, if they were lucky, the woman would reveal herself to them again, hopefully before the world ended.

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