[center][color=darkgray][b][sub]E P I S O D E   S I X :   R E F L E C T I O N S [/sub][/b][/color][b][color=bf2628][sup][h1]? ! ?[/h1][/sup][/color][/b][/center]
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[COLOR=bf2628][INDENT][B][SUP][SUB][H3]T H E  E V E R G L A D E S[/H3][/SUB][/SUP][/B][/INDENT][hr][/COLOR][INDENT][INDENT][sup][color=darkgray]September 17[sup]th[/sup], 2021  |  15:18 PM  |  Everglades National Park, Florida [/color][/sup][/INDENT][/INDENT]
[color=Darkorange]“A swamp isn’t the place for flowers now is it….?”[/color]

An unfamiliar voice came through via Daphne’s earpiece. The enemy ceased fire, receiving commands from the shadows. The swamp returned to its pre battle ambience of humming and animals moving unseen through the bog. 

A man exited from one of the buildings in the center of the water treatment plant. The platform of the building was raised higher than the others, signifying that the building was of importance. He stood on the platform with a quiet confidence, surveying the situation. From his attire the Team could easily tell he wasn’t part of the agents they were fighting just minutes earlier. The most distinctive feature was his face covering. A mask, one side darkened, like an immovable shadow and the other a muted orange color. 

The doors behind him opened up again to reveal a familiar green orb floating slowly to his side. Inside the orb was a storm of pink flower petals, fighting to get out. Occasionally the petals reformed into a shape much like a falling star, with the head launching itself against the walls of the orb. 

[color=Darkorange]“Seems like they wanted to leave without you….”[/color]

He motioned for the woman wielding the force field from some unseen place. With another wave of green energy she sent a barrel of gasoline rolling towards the forcefield. It attached itself to the bottom secured into place by a suctioning force. Without warning the forcefield suddenly inverted causing the gasoline to slosh inside. It forced Daphne to retreat to the upper part of the orb. Eventually most of the inside became submerged with gasoline and Daphne gave up her petal form. Just as she was about to run out of air the forcefield dissipated and she was freed. 

[color=Darkorange]“But it’s alright, little flower, I'm here to take care of you…”[/color]

The man yanked Daphne up by her hair. She was coughing violently, leaving hardly any breath to scream. 

[color=Darkorange]“Seems to me that you little heroes are in quite a situation. Don’t worry, the solution is simple. My employers lost something, and they want it back now. So, how about a trade: The Metamorph for the Nymph. Hand him over, we’ll let you run. Take your chances, and the girl is cooked.”[/color]