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Seraphina looked over towards Danyial wanting to stay in this time she shook her head. "Like Darren has said all of us who had been taken from our own times cannot stay here." Seraphina said as she watched the girl Cecily starting to stir awake once more, giving the girl a friendly smile and nodded. "You did well." Seraphina gave Millicent an angry glare, the cloak should never be in anyones hands let alone her thinking that she was pretty much entitled to it felt like. "A lot of people have died today, it should not be in your hands at all." Seraphina said with a slight sigh.

"I'll be sending you all back to your times to the exact moment that you were taken." Seraphina said as she knelt down next to Cecily, she sighed looking at those who were there knowing that they would all eventually die regardless when they are sent back to their time periods. "You wont remember any of this." Seraphina said as she whipped the last few minutes from Cecily's memory and then sent her back to December 13th, 2015 - 4:37 PM. She then stood up looking at Danyial, feeling bad for him but she started to do the same exact thing as she sent Danyial back June 20th, 2016 - 3:31 PM.

Seraphina looked now at Millicent as well as Darren, she couldn't tell them their fates either as she approached Darren next. "Hopefully we will meet again some day." Seraphina said, as she reached out taking his memories of the last few minutes as well, sending him back to September 1st, 2013 - 12:08 AM. Then the last person as Seraphina approached Millicent, and quickly snatched up the cloak as well quickly whipping away Millicent's memory of all that had happened and being taken out of the timeline sending her back August 23rd, 1711 - 10:35 PM. She was now alone in the remains of the tent itself, she started to make her way to where the others were heading to now to send the last

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Anthony was about to fire his gun, before letting out a loud cry in pain as he quickly dropped it onto the floor, holding his shattered wrist in his hand. Looking up at Scarlett giving the girl an angry glare. "You will fucking die a horrible painful death ya bitch!" Anthony yelled, glaring at her, knowing that she had the upper hand then he felt a and hard a loud snap and then dying instantly his body going limp on the hood of his car dead.

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Jessica looked around for a moment until she spotted the angels about five of them, seeing that they were starting to approach the vet hospital she had been calling home for the last year or so. They seemed that they haven't noticed her just yet, but she knew that they would end up most likely slaughtering those that were inside the building just to find her. Jessica quickly got into her car and then rolled down the window. Jessica quickly gunned forward and started to drive to where they where they were about to enter the front entrance to the animal hospital.

Jessica stopped her car looking at the five angels that were there beeping her horn to get their attention. "You guys looking for me?" Jessica said before slamming her hand down onto the banishing sigil, she didn't wait to see how effective it was and she wasn't even sure if she would even be able to get all of them. Jessica gunned it out as quickly as she could from the parking lot. Jessica then started to tune into Angel Radio once more, she needed to stay ahead of them.

Though one thing did come to mind they were mentioning something going on in DC, she thought about going there herself but she wasn't sure if those angels that were there are heading there to DC as well. All she really knew was that she needed to disappear once more to stay away from any angels that wanted to kill her.

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Mariana stood up and started to pace around the room as she started to think about it, she had so many friends and family she had seen die and die in her hands. Looking over towards Robin for a moment as she started to think about it, she was pretty tired of having to burry friends and hunting buddies due to the supernatural. But it also sounded way more then it was, like some sort of demon deal and signing your soul away. "I dunno sounds more like a demon deal to me, sounds like we have to sign out our souls." Mariana said looking over towards Aloise mentioning the Aesir that wanted to help them.

"And what about all the souls, in both heaven and hell what happens to all of them?" Mariana asked, she knew that there were innocent souls in both heaven and hell. "And who exactly is this Aesir in particular that wants to do all of this?" Mariana wanted to know everything that she could looking over towards her cousin once more. She was all up for killing as many demons as possible, she was even a victim of possession which was the worse experience she ever had, and that's how she got into hunting so that it doesn't happen to anyone else.

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"What? No! I'm normal," she explained. "Alright so, I'm a Witch but not evil or anything, I just know stuff about- Look, come out or I'll drag you out myself!" she threatened, rattling the door. "I'm pretty sure I have the right to do that," she mumbled more to herself. "Look, every second you spend in there is another second I'll be yelled at for taking so long. Lives are probably at stake!" she said, the frustration within her taking the exact opposite effect one would expect out of a regular person. But then again, no one here really is regular. She tried the door again, fumbling with the doorknob hurridly.

"Please?" she tried one last time. Maybe the number of sigils that decorate the building like wallpaper was warding away any effect the "magic word" would have.

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Daniyal felt his entire body being lifted with his stomach remaining where it was. Not literally thankfully.

And within a second he was thurst out of the uncaring passage of time and hurdled backwards it, probably breaking every rule of the universe there was during it. A deafening roar filling his ears like he was hearing the very fabric of reality tearing at the seams as they continued to toy with it like a toddler and a grenade. With a loud thud that would've ended with a crack if he entered time straight legged, Daniyal struggled upwards and tumbled around as he tried to mentally digest the rollercoaster of things that happened, quitting after a few seconds when all he could think was a swirling mass of colours and noise. It didn't feel right, they shouldn't be playing with time like this, he thought. Ironic coming from someone who practised an art outlawed and shunned by nearly every culture throughout time but he stuck his with his opinion.

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Lilith listened intently as the spirits spoke to her. The first didn't help much, but her mention of the library was important. Books often did hold knowledge and maybe they could find something about Hel. The second seemed to take interest in Folly and Fairfax. When he mentioned his lineage, Lilith assumed him to be an ancestor. His words worried her a bit. Hel was not the first nor will she be the last. She wasn't thrilled about the fact they may have to deal with someone like Hel (or perhaps stronger) down the line. Still, first things first.

The last one seemed the most useless, but he mentioned a man named Fergus. She bowed her head "Thank you spirits for your words." As she bid them farewell, she turned to the others. "Ok, so I got some standard information from the spirits. The library seems a good place to start to look for information. One of your ancestors spoke to me too. He said Hel wouldn't be the first or the last, which is jsut great. Lastly, the last spirit mentioned a man named Fergus, who was possessed. Don't suppose anyone knows who that is?" Lilith provided all the information she recieved. Hopefully the others could put it to practical use.

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Bronwyn was led into a room and she immediately grasped the situation. It was larger than what she anticipated. She shouldn't have been surprised, but she couldn't help it. It was a lot to take in. A room full of people much along the same line as her. She knew this was the right place.

However, she didn't know if she should remain quiet and wait for things to start or if she could start offering her help or asking questions. She didn't want to be kicked out when she was so kindly let in. She looked for an open seat (one without a nameplate) and took in the names of the two in the front. They sounded...weird. Had she heard of them before? Given the dust on the chair, she figured the two guys hadn't been here for a while.

Bronwyn couldn't contain her excitement, despite the circumstances.

As Lilith did her thing with the spirits or whatever they were, Thalia was just trying to clear her mind, and get rid of these two soon as possible. There had to me some drug or whatever that would get rid of them, but she wasn't in any position to find any at the moment. They were just having a conversation, making her head spin, and confusing her ears. There had to be a mute button or something!

With no such luck, Deadpool decided to open his dumb mouth once more. "You know, we really have to do something about your facial expression, cause it looks like you want to kill someone. More specifically, kill someone who isn't even here. Am I right or am I right?" Thalia glared at him, but managed to keep her mouth shut.

Katsumi, she was just wondering what was going on back at the tent. She regretted not staying behind to help. She should have, it was her job to do it, but instead she ran for it. It made her feel horrible, and she couldn't help but hope that everyone back there was alright, there just had to be something she could do, instead of listening to some woman talk to spirits or something.

When Lilith mentioned Fergus, she drew a blank. Kat had no idea who she was talking about. The name didn't ring a bell for her, but he might be a name from the future or whatever. This wasn't going to end well, especially with the whole Hel won't be the last bit. Things were going to get worse, before they got better apparently.

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Main Tent - Cirque Anomaly, Coventry, Massachussetts...

Nothing of note is happening to Seraphina - which is arguably a good thing. She can hear all of the conversations on angel radio and she'll manage to use her powers to track down the others. They're back at the Coventry Horrors Hotel, not too far from Cirque Anomaly.


Lobby - Coventry Horrors Hotel, Coventry, Massachussetts...

Folly shook her head. It was unlikely that she'd know someone whom Lilith or Thalia did not. They all were members of Cirque Anomaly - or at least, they once were. After all of this bloodshed and death, she wasn't sure if there'd be a circus to return to once the dust settled. Fairfax was similarly clueless. Everyone he knew, present company excluded, was from 1929. The odds that he would know someone of interest in 2016 were slim, to say the least.

"We could ask a demon," Folly pointed out. "If Fergus is so significant that the spirits know his name...Perhaps the demons will as well." Their last encounter with a demon hadn't gone too well.

"Yes, yes! But Amiyra, what about those O.M.E.N. chaps? I'm sure they'd have a record on this Fergus fellow," Fairfax said earnestly. He didn't know all too much about O.M.E.N. and he was unaware of the deaths they had caused. He didn't know that Hanson had been gunned down by O.M.E.N., that O.M.E.N. had killed Seraphina, and the other crimes.

St. Septima's Veterinary Hospital - Clearwater, Florida...

The sigil works perfectly. The angels are scattered away to various corners of the world, giving Jessica the time she needs to escape and relocate. However, she still needs to get out of Clearwater quickly. The angels know her last known location - it won't be too hard for them to think through where she would have run off to. Now, she does have Sayuki Chikashi's business card on her. Perhaps she could give him a call and find a place to lay low. He's an O.M.E.N. mole, a lawyer who leaks information about O.M.E.N. raids in order to allow the good hearted necromantics a chance to escape.

As for angel radio, Jessica can hear the following:

Azrael's daughter. She has the cloak. We must destroy it before Hel can obtain it, brothers and sisters...

On Route to John F. Kennedy Memorial Airport - Ashland, Wisconsin...

The trip to the airport is a relatively brief one. The airport itself is only two miles outside of the business center - and given the urgency of the situation, Alec is entirely within his rights to floor it. Once at the airport, three people in suits come forward from the drizzle. Their badges identify them for what they are - O.M.E.N. agents. "Agent Fletcher, we're ready for you now," the leader, a dark skinned man, explained. "You'll be in a video conference while on route to D.C., where you can join the others in person."

Another agent stepped forward, holding her hand out for Alec's keys and belongings. "I'll take care of this, Agent Fletcher. This is an Altsoba Level Event - we need you to debrief us on what happened to Agent Murphy as soon as possible." The third agent then motioned for Alec to follow him, before heading over to a private government jet. The door was open and the stairs were down, in order to allow for quick and easy access to board.

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Upstairs, Cornish turned and spotted Brownyn with a bit of a frown. Who was she? She hadn't been included in any of the debriefing packets. He pulled Irwin aside and although their conversation was inaudible to the others, the tension was palatable. Cornish wasn't at all pleased that an outside had been brought in during this desperate time. "She has no business being here!" Cornish protested.

Irwin shook his head. "We've already started to call in candidates for Project S.P.I.T.F.I.R.E.," Irwin argued. "We need all of the help we can get."

"Yes, all of the properly vetted help," Cornish protested, rubbing his face. He then turned and looked at Brownyn directly. "So - tell me, what do you know about the Norse Goddess of Death? Hmm?"

Meanwhile, downstairs, Fergus was chuckling to himself. "If you're a witch then you aren't normal, dollface," he pointed out. "So what - O.M.E.N. has you thinking that you're one of the good guys? That you'll be spared? Because face it, sweetheart, they'll come for you one day...They'll come for us all and who's going to stop them? A little normal?" He stood up from his spot on the ground, pouring himself another glass of scotch.

The doorknob would burn Rita's hand. "That's iron, love," Fergus reminded her. "Didn't they send you with...with a key or something?" he snorted. "Look, what's got them so scared anyways? With Lucy dead, they have nothing to worry about."

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Aloise shook her head. "There's no contracts involved - no deals - nothing. The Aesir - she's better than that. She's not one of those bastards who think it's fun to rip families apart, to kill and rape and maim, to pilfer their black guts out...," she paused for a moment. She understood that it was hard to comprehend - that not all necromantics were bad. There were plenty of hunters out there who believed anything abnormal should be put down - yet she had hoped that these cousins would be different.

"The souls in hell - they'll be released," Aloise said. She then gave Mariana a bit of an odd look when she mentioned the souls in heaven. "As for heaven...No one goes to heaven. Every resurrection case indicates the opposite. We all burn in hell - but now, now we can change that. We can change the tide, change the way the world operates...Change life and death."

"You didn't answer her question - who is the Aesir?" Robin asked. Aloise's information seemed too good to be true. She felt uncomfortable, as she just waited for the other shoe to drop. Nothing in the world came without a price. It was true even for hunting. With each witch, each demon, each ghost they put down, two more seemed to pop up to take their place. They would never be done with their work - they'd never finish hunting.

"Hel, the Norse Goddess of Death," Aloise replied firmly. "She's been imprisoned in hell since the dawn of Christianity. She tried to save humanity...but she failed. Yet this time...this time we have a real chance at succeeding. Aren't you tired of seeing more and more people - more and more good people dying? We could stop that - for good. Get our happy ending. One where everyone lives."

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Seraphina wrapped the kumatock cloak over her arm as she eyed the remains of those who had fought and died during the confrontations with Mephistopheles, Hel and Fenir. Closing her eyes for a moment letting out a slight sigh before tuning in to where Katsumi was along with the others. She was the last of those that needed to be taken back to their correct time, Sera could hear the other angels on Angel Radio, picking up on the information on the cloak that she currently had and thought about handing it off. It was a threat to keep around with Hel now out of her prison. Seraphina then turned and started to make her way out of the tent and made her way towards the Coventry Horrors Hotel.

She made it over there with no problem at all as she entered the lobby she eyed those that were in the room all of those that worked for the circus. They were talking about some spirits that were there, but she was late to the conversation then her eyes spotted Katsumi within the group and started to approach her. "I have come to take you back to your time if you come with me, you wont remember the last few moments of being here." Seraphina said as she eyed those that were in the room.

Seraphina then reached out to her and took her hand she whipped away the last couple of minutes of being here in the present and then sent her back to April 16th, 2016 at exactly 12:25 AM. Her attention turned to those that were in the room, she couldn't stay any longer then she could looking over at Fairfax. "I can take you back to your time as well." Seraphina offered him.

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Jessica was relived to see that her banish sigil worked, there weren't any signs of the ones that were after her now. But she needed to move fast, as she drove her car down the road. Her apartment wasn't that far from Septima's and she could pack up her things and leave as quickly as she could. As she drove Jessica looked down at her purse the small corner of Sayuki Chikashi's car was there, she remembered briefly running into him a few weeks ago. Jessica knew her was the OMEN mole, even though he warned against other necromantics like herself who were good on any upcoming OMEN raids. She wasn't sure if he would be willing enough to help her hide from angels that are after her now.

Once she was back at her apartment Jessica quickly got out of her car, pulling out her keys as well grabbing her purse and the card quickly dialing up the number as Jessica headed up to her apartment. She had put up a lot of warding around the apartment so that any demons or angels that were searching for her wouldn't enter. Waiting as patiently as she could for him to pick up, she entered Jessica heard Danny barking as the little pup came running up to her. "Hey Danny." Jessica said happily as she knelt down and gently patted him, and headed directly into her room. She started to stuff some clothes into a duffle bag, putting her phone on speaker and tossed it onto the bed so that she could pack up and have a free hand.

Jessica then started to grab another bag stuffing every single lore book that she had with her into it. "C'mon pick up." Jessica said to herself as the little husky puppy trotted into her room looking up at her expectantly. Once all of her things were quickly packed away Jessica started to zip up the two bags that she had.

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Mariana walked around the room as she continued to think it over a bit more as she looked towards Robin while she continued to listen more and more to Aloise. She still got the nagging feeling that it was some kind of catch to the deal, but it was true that she was getting tired of the hunting gig. But she was talking about angels and demons, there were other creatures out there that needed to be killed as well. "The job does get old a lot of the time.." Mariana said softly as she remembered several of her cases where the clients or those who ended up getting caught in the crossfire she hated seeing innocents die before her.

Then Robin asked who the Aesir was who she was apparently trying to get them to help with, looking over at Robin once more when she mentioned Hel. Mariana didn't know much about the Norse mythology only a few like Thor, Odin and Loki, but other then that she didn't know any of the others. "She must have done something bad to end up getting herself imprisoned for such a long ass time." Mariana said crossing her arms over her chest.

Just the name didn't sound all that well to her, it felt like she would end up killing everyone. "Mind if we talk it over a bit?" Mariana asked. "And after that we can see about removing that arrow to." Mariana said as she led Robin over towards the small kitchen that was in their motel room. "¿Qué piensas Robin?" Mariana asked whispering towards her cousin to see what her opinions on it were, she wanted to kill as many demons as possible.

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Walt was dumbstruck, did this guy just say that there are two Norse deities wandering the earth at this moment, nothing good comes from the gods laying eyes on man. As the agent stood and began to walk Walt stood as well, there would be no way he would be missing out on this, however the whole weight of everything was sinking in on him, this wasn't some wolf pack gone wild, no nest of vampires looking for the next next meal, not even some lesser deity taking a life or two, this had to be major players, Aesir or Vanir, major pantheon. The agent was putting it all on the table maybe too much so, but it was clear things were worse than ever, Walt had been trying to find his way to getting his mitts on a Grigori sword for a while, however with the lack of them lately he had been unsuccessful, now this agent was just going to hand him one.

"Yeah, okay, after you man, hey uh, which God did you say we are going after again?"

Walt was not completely out of practice but enough so that the prospect of going back in head first like this was not the first thing he would have chose to do. Walt had wanted to make this town into what resembled a home, but it seemed that the machinations of man and gods would not allow such frivolity. Lore on the old gods of the Scandinavians wasn't too scarce, but it has been mangled so horribly my the modern media and modern cultures that understanding them was something that is not an easy task, however, revering them was even harder as a hunter, it was counter intuitive to the nature of both, yet Walt still found some solace, and hopefully his understanding may help prevent a war between man and gods.

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Tossing the keys of the spare agency car he had borrowed to the second Agent, Alec frowned ever so slightly as the other one spoke. They needed him to debrief them? Surely they knew more about what was happening than he did - all he knew of was Agent Murphy's various reports that he filled out, and now apparently he was dead.

"Look fellas, I only found out the guy was dead less than an hour ago. I don't know what else you want from me." He said somewhat disbelievingly, marching up the plane steps behind the Agent. While settling into his seat on the cushy, private jet, Alec wondered who exactly he'd be speaking to via the conference. Surely some big players - Director of the FBI, maybe? Some White House Officials? Either way, it would have been a nerve-wracking job if he had had a nervous disposition. As of right now, he was just tired and a tad hungry.

"All I can give you is an update on his reports, but I'd have thought that if I've read 'em, you guys will have as well." Made more sense - they did outrank him.

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Lilith didn't much like the idea of asking a demon for help, considering recent events. "We just dealt with demons. I think I've had my fill of them for the day." However, O.M.E.N was a possibility. Though she wasn't thrilled at the idea of speaking to them, it was their best option. If anyone would know about upcoming events, it would be OMEN.

Still, Lilith didn't want to rush into things too quickly. "While asking O.M.E.N is a good idea, I also think we should investigate the library lead. The more information we have going into this, the better." At least they had some leads going into this. Far better than they had dealt with Mephistopholes and the Mullo.

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As Bronwyn roamed around, it occurred to her she was being talked about. And not very quietly. She didn't want the man to be in trouble, but it wasn't like she was some nobody or some journalist hoping to get inside information. She wanted to help. She walked over to the loud as he turned to face her, flinging, quite frankly, an insult in her face. Did she know about the Norse goddess? If she were able to crack her knuckles, she would have done so. Instead, she spoke with the sweetest smile on her face.

"Do I know anything? Let's see. She is the daughter of Loki and the Goddess of Death. She has the strength, agility, and stamina to withstand much thrown at her. If she touches you, that's it. Her cloak aids in her power. Which Azrael has given to her favorite children, the kumakatok, to guard over the millennia. She can control the dead. She has magical abilities, especially illusions. She can be weakened with Norse sigils and runes, she is weak to light. What else? Oh yeah, and she can only die by her own sword. I believe that covers my knowledge. Is that enough?" She asked innocently enough, but her eyes flared with a "told you so" look.

Kat looked at Seraphina when she approached her, giving her a nod. She couldn't stay there and help, they had already messed with time long enough. Thinking for a moment, she thought about the place she had been yanked from, and the vampire's body that needed to be destroyed. Things were going to be interesting when she got back there, that was for sure.

The mention of erasing her memories made her cringe slightly. Memories were not something that should be messed with, but she supposed that she didn't really have a choice. She let Seraphina do her job, and the next thing she knew, she was back where she belonged. She was confused, not remembering anything, before going back to continue her job.



Thalia watched Seraphina send the Japanese girl back to her time. Good riddance in her opinion, the girl had been the first person to notice and make a comment about her talking to herself. The whole thing was a mess, and she was way more trouble than she was worth. Time travel was still an interesting thing, though time was not something that you should mess with.

When Folly suggested asking a demon, she just rolled her eyes. Since trying to get information from a demon worked so well last time. "You do have a point. Though maybe this time you could just kill them before they start causing problems, though that might not work out too well if your trying to get information," Deadpool said with a grin. "Would you just shut up, and stay silent for once in your damn life," Thalia said harshly, trying to keep her voice quiet so no one could hear her very well.

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Folly became rather still as Seraphina mentioned sending Fairfax back to his time. Fairfax, Lilith, and Thalia were all she had left. Her large family of Circus had already dwindled and while she knew that Fairfax would return to his own time, she didn't want to see him leave. If anything, she'd want to go with him and screw the damage to the timeline that would ensue. And unknown to Folly, something similar was running through Fairfax's mind.

"After I've made sure that Amiyra is sorted," Fairfax replied with a polite nod. It wasn't a request.

"Let's go to the library then," Folly said, in accordance with Lilith's suggestion. Her eyes flickered towards Thalia, an unspoken question in them. Was her friend descending into madness?

Jessica's Apartment - Clearwater, Florida...

The phone rang a few times before the line clicked and someone answered. "Hai, this is Sayuki Chikashi's phone," a young woman answered. In the background of the call, Jessica could hear small explosions, high pitched beeps, and a narration. It wouldn't take her too long to realize that whoever answered the phone was currently playing a video game. "He's not around at the moment. I can take a message." Chikashi did mention that he had a daughter before - could this be her?

There's nothing interesting happening on angel radio at the moment either.

John F. Kennedy Memorial Airport - Ashland, Wisconsin...

The third agent nodded. Now, anyone who imagines that all government agencies get along is sorely mistaken. O.M.E.N. doesn't have many friends among the other agencies, mostly because of funding. After the events of Altsoba, O.M.E.N. was given a substantial cut of other agencies budgets, including the F.B.I. There's a lot of animosity because of that, with even some O.M.E.N. agents believing that C.I.A., S.H.I.E.LD., F.B.I. agents are all inferior and slow.

"We want the information that he neglected to file in the report," the agent explained. "All of our agents in the area are down - there's got to be more that you know than just these reports. Now, it's okay, we know that you aren't the best at filing these...But we need that information regardless."

It wasn't long before all of the agents were on the plane, the pilot had completed their checks, and the plane lifted off into the air, headed for Washington D.C.

Cedar Creek Pub - Aurora, Colorado...

"Goddess," the agent corrected. "And I didn't say which one," he replied, climbing into a sleek black car and leaving the door open for Walt. Once inside and the door was shut, the driver would begin to take them to the nearest airport. It just so happened to be the Buckley AFB Airport-BKF. They'd be able to take a private plane from there before heading onto Washington D.C.

"It's Hel, the Norse Goddess of Death," the agent finally said. "Anything you can tell me about her that I ought to know now? She's already leveled a Circus out in Massachusetts, seems to have taken down some of our finest as well."

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Cornish was speechless, mentally evaluating Bronwyn once more. He hadn't anticipated for her to have this much information - it was more than they knew about Hel. Their assets with experience when it came to Norse gods were being moved to D.C. currently and they hadn't reported in yet. But apparently, all they needed was this nobody to tell them everything they want to know. Cornish then extended a hand. "Rupert Cornish, MP. Welcome to Project S.P.I.T.F.I.R.E."

"That's a rubbish name," a mildly drunken sounding voice called out. Fergus emerged into the room, adjusting the buttons on his suit as he was escorted by a rather fidgety agent, Rita Evans. "Project S.P.I.T.F.I.R.E.? Really? Was project Rubbish Bin Fire already taken?" Fergus then snorted. He then waved his hand around, as if expecting someone to put a drink in it. "Or...What was it...Project Taserface? Where's the bloody raccoon when you need him, eh?"

Fergus then stopped, smirking slightly at Brownyn. He recognized a druid when he saw one. "What forest did they chase you from, lovely?"

"Consultant, she's on the task force," Cornish reminded him harshly. "She's an expert on Norse gods."

"Oh really? Which one?" Fergus asked with a raised eyebrow. "Y'know, you never should pick favorites but...Well, mine's Runa. You might know of her? The twisting words one?"

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"She didn't let Lucifer and Michael and the others take over the world without a fight," Aloise countered. "For the Judeo-Christian gods, it doesn't get much worse than that. You need to stop thinking about them as protectors, as saviors, as saints...They've got blood on their hands and if they were any other deity, we would have hunted them a long time ago. Just because they're part of the dominant religion doesn't mean they're good. Hell, I'm Catholic. Or at least, I used to be..."

Aloise nodded at Mariana's request to talk it over with her cousin. She didn't expect them to instantly agree to this plan. But it wasn't worth not trying - she earnestly felt that this would be a way to save not just the world, but the people who lived in it.

"₁Ella tiene razón sobre las deidades, pero está equivocada sobre Hel. Nunca ha habido un dios en este mundo que no estuviera buscando el poder," Robin said carefully. "₂Ella tiene un buen corazón ... Pero ella está haciendo un trato con el diablo, solo por un nombre diferente." Robin paused for a moment, knowing that her cousin was likely enticed by the idea of slamming the gates of heaven and hell. "₃No me gusta esto, prima," Robin concluded.

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Seraphina crossed her arms over her chest looking between both Folly and Fairfax, she could understand wanting to stay and make sure everything was alright. But time had been damaged to much within the last several hours, and she didn't want another time bubble to happen again. "Alright, you have one hour then i'm sending you back. Or if there is anything that puts you in danger i'll send you back regardless." Seraphina said, they needed to be back if they died now then more damage or changes to the timeline would occur which she didn't want that to happen.

Her eyes wondered over towards Thalia she could hear the girl talking to someone, but to her she didn't see anyone or sense anyone else that was there. They were trying to find answers on how to defeat Hel, she was a major threat that was for sure but she was suppose to be back in her own time just like Fairfax should be. Seraphina gestured towards the others she wasn't sure where the library was in the building and figured that they knew where to go exactly.

"Please lead the way then." Seraphina said as she eyed where the wound was where she had been impaled by her confrontation with Fenir. She was lucky enough to be alive, the host itself wasn't so lucky and she needed to make sure that Fairfax was protected if he chose to stay longer.

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Jessica made her way back to the living room of her apartment and started to grab Danny's bag of dog food as well, and made her way back towards her bedroom. At the third ring of the phone she heard a click, and heard a young woman's voice on the other end pulling her phone away from her face for a moment letting out a slight groan. She was really hoping that Sayuki would have answered the other end, she started to finish up packing the last of her things.

"Hey this is Jessica Pearson, Sayuki and I met awhile back and was wondering if he could help me with a little problem. Is there any other way to get in contact with him? Its really urgent and cant wait." Jessica said, remembering he may have mentioned he had a daughter when they met, but Jessica didn't really trust him at the time. The angels did spot her and they most likely did get a good look at her face, and they would send more after her.

She strapped her bags over her shoulder and quickly scooped up Danny into her arms and started to leave her apartment as quickly as she could. And made her way towards her car. And started up the engine setting the puppy next to her along with her bags into the back seat of her car. She needed to disappear again and make it as quick as possible, and she wasn't even sure if OMEN was on her tail either, and Angel Radio being silent either they didn't have anything to report, or they shut it down so that she couldn't listen in and stay a step ahead of them.

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Mariana leaned herself up against the wall, occasionally making eye contact with Aloise who was sitting there, she wasn't sure if it was a good idea or not either. She hated demons just as much as the next person even more so being a victim of possession years ago, Mariana while possessed had done many things that she regretted and blamed herself for. "Soy todo un juego para destruir el jodido infierno, sabes el infierno. Al menos nos dará una mejor oportunidad de luchar." Mariana said quietly as she looked back towards Robin, Mariana didn't like it either signing a deal with another devil.

"No quiero que alguien sea poseído por un demonio. Ser una víctima de la posesión demoníaca es algo que no quiero que experimentes tú o
alguien más." Mariana truly didn't want someone else to go through being possessed by a demon she was more then willing to sign a deal and if it goes sideways they can always opt out and kill Hel themselves. "Y podemos simplemente cruzar a Hel si ella no hace lo que dice que hace." Mariana said letting out a slight sigh, this was probably their best chance to get rid of demons and angels she did agree that both sides were just as bad as the others.

"Tampoco me gusta esto, pero es una oportunidad que estoy dispuesto a tomar." Mariana said looking at Robin, she was her cousin and she always trusted her gut as well which was the main reason why Mariana would work with Robin over anyone else, she trusted family more then any other hunter she knew. "Pero te seguiré con lo que piensas, eres mi primo después de todo y la familia es lo primero."

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Lilith felt good she contributed in her own way. She wasn't super strong, or able to fling magic spells around, but she could speak to the dead and, often times, they were more helpful than the living. She wasn't too keen on dealing with this, but she was in the thick of it. It they didn't stop Hel, who would?

She didn't know where the library was so she waited for Folly to lead the way. She'd been here before whenever she ran away from the circus so she knew the ins and outs. She glanced at Fairfax and was kind of sad to hear he would be sent away. Best though, considering how screwed up time had been already. Folly seemed better with him around. She hoped that would remain after he was gone.

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Bronwyn had a self-satisfied smile on her face after the man changed tunes. She shook his hand with vigor, excited she had passed the test and was now part of the "team". She was also introduced to another man who was able to tell she was a Druid. She shouldn't be surprised considering she was dealing with people who dealt with occult and magic, but still, no one really ever assumed she was a Druid.

She wouldn't call herself an expert on Norse gods, but she wasn't about to turn down a compliment when it was offered up. "At this moment, Hel is my focus. Though I'd love to hear more about Runa." She gave the man a cheerful grin as she waited for things to get started. She was anxious mostly, but she could feel the energy coursing through her. She would help make a difference.

Hopefully.

The group they were with was progressively getting smaller, and it sounded like that would happen yet again. Fairfax had to go eventually, though she wasn't too sure how happy Folly would be about it. The girl seemed to like having him around, but time was already screwed up, just ask the little "friend" that won't leave her alone for two minutes. "Hey, I'm still here you know. I can hear what's going on in your head".

She still wasn't too sure how much she liked Seraphina, but they seemed to be working towards the same goal, so she could tolerate her for the moment anyway. They seemed to be heading out to the library, which made sense since they were trying to get some information on what the hell they were going to do. Might as well start with a few musty old books.

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The tone of voice and obviously patronising words of the Agent wasn't all that surprising to Alec - while he'd never personally been involved with the O.M.E.N lot, he'd heard plenty of stories about how "friendly" they were, especially with the FBI and other similar institutes.

"Alright, I'll see what my slow, FBI-mind can cook up for you fellas." He retorted with a lazy grin, settling back in his rather comfortable chair. Say what you want about warring government factions, but these guys sure did know how to treat you to a smooth ride. "I'm sure a nice glass of malt will help the process along, too." He added, grin looking a tad more mischievous now. He was tempted to take his sweet time just to milk as much annoyance out of the O.M.E.N agents as possible before landing, but there was too much at stake at the moment to be trying. Still, a whiskey would be nice.

Leaning forward and pulling his phone out, Alec flicked through the various information he had stored on there.

"Now, in all seriousness, the last message we got from Murphy was that he was heading to see one Miss Edwina Fairfax. Did some digging on her myself while we were waiting for his report, and turns out she was a relative of the leading suspect in the Coventry case. She was likely interviewed by agents on the scene around the time the crime happened, if she was in the area. Clearly he thought she was involved in some way. However, he never sent the report back, likely due to this new "event" that's occurred, and his untimely demise." Leaning back and frowning slightly at his phone, he recalled having searched through the criminal databases for her. "There was no mention of an Edwina Fairfax in FBI, CIA or S.H.I.E.L.D files, nor any O.M.E.N ones that I could get my hands on. If she's involved in this then she's very good at flying under the radar, and my best recommendation would be to find and incarcerate her as soon as possible."

Stretching out leisurely in his chair, he offered another grin to the third Agent.

"That's if you think you guys can handle bringing in a single lil' lady. Now... where are you hidin' that malt I asked for?"

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Lobby - Coventry Horrors Hotel, Coventry, Massachussetts...

Fairfax's expression hardened. While he had been in a relatively jovial state up until now, Seraphina's compromise didn't cut it for him. Folly may not have been his daughter, but she was his descendent. He felt responsible for her wellbeing, especially after the deaths of her parents. "Send me back and I'll do my utmost to destroy time as it exists," Fairfax promised. "I will leave under my terms, only if Amiyra is safe."

It was clear that he wasn't going to compromise on this. Folly raised an eyebrow at this...before it gave way into a smile. She then nodded before leading the way to the library. It wasn't too far from the hotel and as luck would have it, someone had left it unlocked. It had been built by the Carnegie Foundation and looked like pretty much any other library they had built. As Folly pushed the doors open, the lights turned on due to the motion, revealing a sprawling collection.

"What exactly are we looking for, Lilith?" Folly asked.

Jessica's Apartment - Clearwater, Florida...

Keep on moving, the angels haven't found you just yet. There's some mild chatter on angel radio, yet none of it is conclusive or seems to be about her. There's some talk about heading to Altsoba to take care of a stray - whatever that means - but that's about it. As for her phone call with Chikashi's daughter, there's silence on the end of the line, followed by a frustrated sigh and some loud beeps. It sounds like she's playing a video game on the other end and just lost a boss battle - shame.

"You could send a carrier pigeon," Sayuki recommended. "It's what all you old people use, right?"

John F. Kennedy Memorial Airport - Ashland, Wisconsin...

Rather than be served a malt, the O.M.E.N. agents instead raised a bit of an eyebrow at Alec. It wasn't genuine surprise - in fact, it was something akin to disappointment. While they already held prejudiced opinions against the F.B.I., they hadn't imagined they'd sink this low to drink on the job. The pair then exchanged a side eye before one of them split off, heading towards the front of the plane. There was a screen set up, ready to begin a teleconference between Alec and those already at Washington D.C.

A few other people traveling would be skyping into this conference as well, until all of the planes could arrive.

The other agent pulled out a tablet, typing on it quickly before turning it over to Alec. There was a reason she wasn't in any criminal databases. "She's a physicist PhD candidate at MIT," the agent explained. On the screen was the MIT Physics Department website, which had a list of their current graduate students and photographs. Edwina Fairfax's research interests were listed as well, most of them involving light and its diffraction patterns. "Got any other scientists you want to frame for murder, boss?" the agent asked sarcastically.

Hunter Hotel, Omaha, Nebraska...

Robin hesitated for a moment, mulling over her cousin's words. Mariana seemed like she wanted to do this. And truthfully, Robin did as well. Necromantics destroyed her family and she became a hunter in order to prevent that from happening to anyone else, ever again. If this was a chance to finally change the tide...Then they had to take it, right? And while she was hesitant about the idea of working with Hel, Mariana had a fair point. They could just double cross her if they needed to.

"Then let's do this," Robin decided. She didn't see the need to conceal that from Aloise, though she had a feeling the woman may very well have spoken Spanish as well. Her background seemed to suggest it. "For everyone that's ever been hurt...Let's do this for them. And when this is over, we cross Hel as well. No more necromantics - period."

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"I'm afraid I don't kiss and tell, dollface," Fergus said with a wink. His words were flirtatious yet it wasn't genuine. In his eyes, there was a certain emptiness and trauma. Bronwyn would be able to sense that he had been inhabited by darkness for a long time - what exactly, she wouldn't know - and that he had been changed because of it. He wasn't quite human - not anymore. Fergus then glanced around the room, seeing the screens blinking onwards. They now had video and audio communication with various others - including Agent Alec Fletcher of the FBI.

"Thank you all for joining us," Irwin said, clearing his throat. "I know that everyone has different amounts of information, so I'd like to get onto the same page. We have had an Altsoba Level Event. The Norse Goddess of Death, called Hel, has come for our world. We mean to end her before she can end us."

"Why you? Simple. Because you have guts, as well as the skills that no one else in this world has. Young lady, would you mind sharing what you know about Hel with everyone? After that, we'll hear a report from an MI13 agent who was in the field when this catastrophe began."

"Oh, got to love the Brits...Anyone got some tea? Irish coffee, if you have it?" Fergus quipped, only to receive a death glare from Irwin.

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Seraphina looked at Fairfax, and gave him a slight glare did he not understand that the longer they stay the greater chance that the world would be in further danger. But she could simply erase his mind the moment she had the chance and send him back, but she didn't want to risk it at the moment. If something happened to her and he had sent him back and ended up going through with his threat she wouldn't know what to do. So for now she was going to have to wait for the right time until either he decided he was ready to go, or if there is the first sign of danger.

"Fine, have it your way for now." Was all that Seraphina said as she kept her distance and followed everyone towards the library, her eyes slowly scanning the various bookshelves and books that contained the books. She wasn't sure what exactly they would be looking for that would be of any use to them. But she would simply keep her eyes on both Folly and Fairfax making sure that neither of them ended up running off or anything like that. "What is it you are looking for?" Seraphina asked, eyeing those around her and adjusted her slightly bloodied shirt looking down at the hole where the pole had impacted her.

She certainly had her fairshare of injuries over the millennia she had been alive with various vessels she had used, though she would have been close to dying if it was from angel blade or some other kind of weapon that could kill her. Seraphina slowly started to approach a small shelf as she scanned them quietly.

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Jessica continued to drive heading north and making sure that she kept to the smaller roads, in case other angels found her she didn't want innocents in the crossfire. She continued to listen in on the angel radio, while also listening to Sayuki's daughter on the other end, Jessica rolled her eyes slightly at her comment of being old. "Hey, i'm only twenty-seven i'm not that old and wrinkly, yet." Jessica said jokingly, it was good at least to have a small conversation with someone. "Now my dad, he was really old way older then me." She said as she looked at the puppy next to her curled up in the front seat already fallen asleep.

Jessica just continued to focus on the road ahead of her, and also kept listening in case there was any mentioning of her though she was curious about what the angels meant by a stray in Altsoba. She decided that it wasn't about her though, a defecting angel though was interesting. The thought of maybe trying to get in contact with the angel played through her head, but decided against it, her attention turned back to the phone conversation. "If I give you my phone number, could you get in touch with him and tell him to call me right away?" Jessica asked, she would try again in a few hours regardless if he did call her back or not.

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Mariana looked towards Robin for a moment she was half expecting her cousin to not go with the plan, but she was surprised that she was on board with it actually. Which was really good, Mariana smiled even more she trusted her cousin and would always have her back looking over towards Aloise for a moment. Though she wasn't sure if she could trust her just yet, she did come out of the blue and asking them for help out of all people.

Mariana then turned her attention towards Aloise and approached her and pulled up a seat in front of her and leaned forward. "Well i'm sold as well. Though we plan on taking out Hel once this is all done, are you on board with that plan as well?" Mariana asked, she wanted to be up front right then and there. "And is there anything else you know about her, anything would be very useful to go against her when the time is right." Mariana just hoped that Aloise would be on the same page with their plan as well.

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Lilith didn't fully understand the interaction with Fairfax and the angel woman, but it wasn't her place to understand. They needed to get information and find a way to use it to stop the world from being destroyed. Or enslaved. Or any combination thereof. However, Lilith didn't know what to look for. "How should I know? The spirit only mentioned looking in the library. I've also never been there so I don't know where to even go to get to the library. I just talk to spirits and throw knives. This is way out of my wheelhouse."

And truth be told, it was. She had dealt with more in the past couple hours than any other person dealt with in a lifetime and she was thrusted into this for no other reason than being in the wrong place at the wrong time. She seemed to have a knack for doing that.

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The man's words, while flirtatious in nature, rang hollow and Bronwyn was able to pick it up fairly easily. The man had seen his fair share of the supernatural. Humor in his words alone, but not his eyes. Bronwyn would pick his brain if she were able to, but she seemed to be called up. She hadn't expected to be put in the spotlight, but here it was. No one else knew of her until only a moment ago and now she was speaking in front of O.M.E.N.

She cleared her throat before she spoke, "My name is Bronwyn Calliban and I am a Druid. I've felt the disturbance from Hel for a fair amount of time now, but it is gradually getting worse. I don't have to tell you what would happen if Hel gets her way. However, she can be stopped. But it's hard. And dangerous. But then again, what we deal with is often dangerous."

Bronwyn proceeded to tell the crowd everything she knew about Hel. Everything she told Rupert before. Hopefully, they would be able to use it to stop Hel. She finished speaking, bid them thanks, and stepped down to make room for the next speaker. She hoped she did ok.

The conversations around her were intriguing. Though Fairfax was a pretty stubborn fellow from what she could see. Despite the angel's attempts, he wasn't leaving. That made it so that they had at least one more person on their side to fight against Hel with so that was a good thing. "I haven't been in a library since I was in college," she said as they walked into the building.

It did make sense to ask Lilith what they should be looking for, after all, she had been the one who had suggested it. Her response was not what she had expected though. This made her realize that now was not the time to be snapping at each other. "Well, I'm no genius but maybe we should try the mythology section or something? Man, if only I had majored in Mythology instead of History back in school," she said, before setting out among the books.

She found herself in the section that had mythology books in it, and started looking through them and pulling them off of shelves. The first one was one that was written by Edith Hamilton and had a bunch of different mythological stories. Nothing to specific, only referencing Hel in a few of the stories. She pulled out another one, and it had a picture of the family tree for the Norse gods. These books were turning out to be useless, but the next one at least mentioned her being Loki's daughter. The last one had the page torn out about Hel, just their luck. "If you all want to start looking at books too or whatever, that would be great. A few of these have references to Hel, then this last one has the page about her ripped out. Though apparently she's Loki's daughter, but that is about all I've gotten from these few. Though there are more than just the ones I grabbed".

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"Huh. These guys really don't want to play nice." For Alec, he could have used some niceness. In his not-so-humble opinion, he wasn't back on the clock for work until his ass landed in DC when he had to sweet-talk some politicians into not sending him to whatever hellhole had just opened up - which he knew would fail. Part of being on this plane right now, surrounded by stern O.M.E.N agents, and not really knowing much about what was happening to scare up the "A" word, made Alec feel like this was a one-way trip. His vacation was starting to seem a long, long way away, so he'd be stretching out his prematurely finished one as much as he possibly could.

"Damn... I sure hope the rest of you guys don't have such large sticks up your asses." He muttered, fishing out his hipflask from the carry-on backpack he'd brought with him. His nerves were pretty unsettled with apprehension, not that he'd let anyone else on the plane know. Taking a quick swig, his eyes darted towards the sarcastic Agent, glancing at the picture of Ms. Fairfax. She seemed innocent enough, and pretty bright. But as Alec - and any law official with common sense - knew, this information was hardly putting him off the scent. Leaning forward slightly, he looked the Agent in the eye.

"You makin' assumptions about our murder and murderer already? See, last I checked, in the fucked up world that contains supernatural beings right now, writin' a potential suspect off because she's a young, pretty red-head scientist is a pretty piss-poor way of actually doin' your job right. Now you guys can give me the stink eye all you want, whether because I'm with the bureau or because I'm still enjoying the last bits of my holiday with a stiff drink - but I still know the basics on investigation." Tossing the pad back to the Agent, he leaned back and took another swig of his flask before tucking it away back into his bag. "Murphy was lookin' into her for a good reason, and I couldn't give a damn if she was related to Einstein himself. She needs to be investigated. That is, of course, if you guys were taught how to do that in Ghost-Huntin' school." Hell, he had to finish on a dig towards O.M.E.N sooner or later; he was sticking up for FBI, CIA and even S.H.I.E.L.D Agents everywhere. Well... just to this handful of assholes, anyway.

"You geniuses got the video chat workin' yet?" He called to the front of the plane, beginning to feel antsy. He wanted this conference over with, and quickly. It was about time he got filled in on what happened anyways. The least they could do before throwing him straight into the flames would be to let him know how the fire started in the first damned place.