[b] The Estate [/b] 

The guards looked up from their reverie and one absently nodded, "Yeah ok man. We're not your babysitters. We'd appreciate it if you got some booze though. Guard duty get's boring as hell." His partner snorted, "Unless those meta-freaks decide to bust in. Then you wouldn't want to be drunk." The man chuckled, "I wouldn't want to be sober to have some freak rip off my head. I'll take being drunk thank you very much." The guards began arguing and they stopped paying any attention to Sixgun. 

[b] The Den [/b] 

Morningstar's cameras revealed something. In fact all of them revealed something. In each and every room there was a human being. Most of the rooms were occupied by young women in their late teens or early twenties of various races. They were all sound asleep and chained to a bare bed in a room with a toilet, a sink, and nothing else. Runes ran over the walls, floors, and ceilings in thick black. Each bed have an IV hooked up to the woman on it and anomalous fluids dripped into them. Three or four rooms didn't have young women. Three had adult men while the last had a woman in her thirties. 

They were superhumans. The woman had bat-like wings spread out on the floor beneath her while one man's skin seemed as much too reflective and plastic to be organic. Another man had skin as black as pitch while the last looked completely normal save being almost seven feet tall. They all had the same set-up as the woman. And in the last room there was a young girl, with pale skin and long black hair she couldn't have been more than ten years old. All of them were in the exact same state as the young women, dead to the world. 

[b] The Hall [/b] 

At the front desk, Anima barely batted an eye as the security team let St. Francis enter. She smiled at him and said, "How may I help you? Here to sign up?" On his travels E-Vyle eventually stumbled onto the massive library that League members like Destiny and Savant had amassed. The Library's size and collection of texts would rival any library worth the name in the country if not the world. Shifter and Break Neck found the hospital wing, the busiest section of the Hall as the League doctors and healers processed the casualties from the Prison Riot. 

One of them Orchid, smiled at Shifter and waved them in, finishing up with one Leaguer who broke an arm. She looked at Break Neck and settled her onto a bunk before getting to work. In a holding cell close to the captured Legion members, Salvation remained out cold. Suddenly, Joe Black felt a voice in his ear. It was Prudence, one of Destiny's apprentices. The young woman said, "Joe I require your presence in the Sorcery Circle. I need your help with some experiments." 

[b] The Prison [/b] 

As Emmanuel's chain wraps around the orb, it shatters into hundreds if not thousands of tiny shards. The man screams in agony and clutches his head as he does and suddenly the dampening field is lifted, ambient magic energy flowing back into the Prison like water into a hole. The blue-eyed man stumbled and groaned when Apogee shot forward and punched him in the gut, sending him flying into the heavy shelf with a grunt of impact. He hit the floor and then the shelf crashed on top of him and he was out. Apogee raced to Volt's side and easily picked him up with one hand. She picked up the Warden with the other. Apogee turned to Emmanuel and said, "Restrain the villain. Then get to max security and help the Leaguers there. I'll make sure Volt and the Warden get medical attention." She flew out of the open window to a VTOL which would send Volt back to the Hospital Wing of the League. 

Sarin grunted as her head hit the floor until finally she groaned and could barely move. She weakly strained and the predators around them seemed to anticipate the kill. With a weary, wet laugh blood sprayed out of Sarin's face, "Well you win. But I still kill you." Slowly but surely, Sarin's wounded body started to transform into her gaseous form, the process much slower than usually as skin started to melt away into yellow gas. Xaxx, Diluvian, and Reaper all stepped back as Copycat cursed, "They took out the dampener! We gotta go. We'll have the whole League on us soon!" He turned to go into the portal, Knightmare on his heels.

 Polaris stood, "I'm not going anywhere till you take this off. I know them. You'll need me if you want to beat them." Copycat sneered, "And why should I trust you? You love killing criminals like us." Polaris smirked, "True. But I love living too. And I hate the League just as much as you. We can work together as long as it takes." Copycat smiled and pressed a switch, suddenly Polaris's collar fell off and immediatly the fallen hero began to shine with a lambent glow. Knightmare snarled, "What about Sarin?" Xaxx, Diluvian, and Reaper were starting to leave. Copycat shrugged, "Leave her. She's not essential to our plans." 

Suddenly the Desert Vampire attacked Behemoth who bellowed in rage and pain. The pistol rounds barely did any damage to his enhanced hide but they still hurt. The rage monster twisted around and barreled at Desert Vampire, with the Growth and Sarco spread out on either side and all charging at him. Copycat cursed and shouted, "Kill that guy and let's go!"