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Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Lyss was… lost.

Even though she’d desperately wanted to sleep off the pain in her shoulder, she stayed with the group. Only because she wasn’t sure if she could make it to the hotel room by herself. She didn’t want to go to the hospital with the DENs and Claudette. Not in Miami. Not where the Dollhouse or her old partners could look her up. So, she let Herik put a makeshift bandage over the wound until Helena would be able to patch her up nicely. She was just about to ask about Claudette when they delivered the news.

Claudette was… gone.

The world blurred around her. She could only hear her heart beat and feel the pain in her shoulder and now in her chest. Claudette… didn’t make it? Lyss could have helped her too. They all could have. Instead, she’d reacted in defense. She’d still done the Coven right. No one else was killed. And yet their leader was dead. Lyss could hear the others’ muffled voices. Even though she couldn’t understand them she knew they felt the same. The devastation. The weight of the guilt on their chests. None of them were to blame except for the Dollhouse and Kimberly. Lyss wanted to tell them that, but she could barely breathe. Was it the loss of blood, or the loss of her closest sister?

When the initial shock wore off, the others’ voices became coherent. Who was going to take care of Kimberly? Were Penny or Isla in on this? They knew her well. Was Kimberly really capable of this when she also wanted the cure for Annabelle? It wasn’t adding up. This entire day… it didn’t make sense. Lyss should have never come back to Miami.

Madison. She didn’t believe it was really Walton. Lyss still trusted Madison. Madison and Claudette were close to. Lyss slowly raised her eyes to look at Madison for reasoning, but she saw her activate the Jaws. Her head turned towards the source of panic. It was the girl that was with Babylon, and then the man that was about to attack when Herik stepped in.

Lyss gripped her shoulder tighter and moved to stand, but she found her legs were too wobbly to hold her weight. She narrowed her eyes at the two Dollhouse members. What the fuck did they want? She looked around, but there was no sign of Babylon. Her presence wasn’t in her range, either.

She wasn’t in any state to demand answers, but she was thankful that Emily and Madison stepped up for her. Demands were made, explanatory monologues were given, and-

Lyss froze. Kimberly Walton sold empty bodies to the Dollhouse? Her blood began to boil. Of all the times she hadn’t heard about the Dollhouse, she had heard of those who sold the soulless to apparitions. It was much harder to capture and sell apparitions if they were finding meat suits to hide in. The bodies made them harder to seal inside of an object. So, Lyss always kept tabs on that part of the market.

To hear that Kimberly Walton, famed ghost hunter, had been a major player either during Lyss’s time in the market or before shocked her. Walton was much more dangerous than she let on. Hell, at least Lyss never sold a soulless for her own greed. She’d never stoop that low. Even if Walton had a “change of heart” she was still capable of the worst kind of evil.

“They’re going to come for you all…”

Lyss frowned. This wasn’t good. The Coven was supposed to stay far away from the black market. They were her safe haven, and now they were mixed up in the market’s business. The only one who understood her was gone. Would the others treat her with the same respect as Claudette if she spoke up now? She couldn’t explain her history with the market with two members of the Dollhouse -especially not with the DENS- around. And now this Johnny Bravo dickwad wanted them to assassinate three of the markets top potion kingpins?

No. Hell no.

“If you want three of the markets top dealers to disappear, you’ll want to work with the DENs for that. Not us.” She hissed suddenly. Her eyes were staring at Johnny with the anger and grief that was mixing around inside of her. “We’ve already lost one of our own because of the market. I will not stand to lose another.”

She turned her head to look at the others. “If we go back and “remove” those dealers from the market, we’ll have a target on our back for the rest of our lives.” She already had one of her own targets from the market. Why make hers bigger? Why give the other girls one of their own? “We shouldn’t get any more involved with the market. I know we need those potions, but we’ll have to find another way.”

She looked at the members of the DENs now, and then to Johnny. “The DENs should arrest the three leaders of the Dollhouse, confiscate the potions as evidence, and then slip us what we need to fight Annabelle and cure our own as a contract of silence. You, Johnny, and your friend there, should be there to assist them with this and then deliver us what we need. This will be your way of gaining immunity, because the DENs could arrest you right here and now for affiliating with the market.”

“At least, that’s how I’m seeing things right now. I think I got it all down correctly.”

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▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "Everyone bleeds and feels the same. It’s what’s the inside that counts, not what a person can or can’t do."	Sophie Hayes ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ═══B A S I C O V E R V I E W═══ NAME: Sophie Hayes | NICKNAMES: Soph | AGE: 17 | ETHNICITY: American European | PRONOUNS: She/Her | HEIGHT: 5’7” | WEIGHT: 156 lbs | ....................................................................................................

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▼ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

Sophie is a bit above average height. She has a curvy frame, but her muscles are toned from her years of sports and staying active. Her legs are her strongest feature thanks to playing soccer as a child and track in her middle school years. Her hair is dyed a light blonde and ends at her shoulders. She keeps it naturally straight and well managed. Her eyes are a gunmetal blue and her eyebrows reveal her naturally brown hair color. She stands tall and confident in her posture. She is light on her feet and moves with some caution because she is aware of the dangers of her ability if she is reckless. One accidental bump into someone she is unaware of, and things get messy.

▼ ATTIRE:

Sophie’s style is more of a sporty casual. She is either in jeans, joggers, sweats if she’s feeling comfy, or leggings. She always wears various pairs of sneakers or slip ons. Underneath a jacket, hoodie, or button-down she wears either a graphic tee or tank top. Depending on the weather, she’ll either wear a ball cap or beanie, and she’ll just wear her hair up in a ponytail or loose around her shoulders. As for makeup, she usually just brushes her brows and puts on mascara. She always has chapstick on hand.

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▼ PERSONALITY:

Sophie’s life has always been about being active and having fun. She’s always been an outgoing and bright girl. After being exposed to the deltacrystal and getting bullied she’d gone into her shell quite a bit, but after a year at the Academy she has blossomed once more.

She might not be a genius, but she always speaks her mind and has confidence in her words. She only shows caution when it involves the feelings of another person or if she is around an Academy staff member. She wants more than anything in the world to become a FAMA agent. Which means she must be diligent, obey the rules (well, only the really strict ones), and put her best foot forward in training and in her schoolwork. She hopes to be an agent that handles the cases of young, or new deltahumans. She wants to help others who are struggling with their new identity like she did.

That said, Sophie is all fun and games until it comes to talking trash or bullying another person. She’s been on the receiving end of it and she never wants another to feel the same shame and loneliness that she did. She has a kind heart and a need to make everyone around her happy. If their happiness is threatened, she’ll do her best to eliminate the threat. Which often doesn’t go as well as she hoped. She’s still human, after all.

▼ SKILLS/TALENTS:

Sophie knows a bit about mechanics and housework. She can pick a lock, thanks to her dad’s constant “fix the doorknob” jobs in which the key was lost and they needed to get into the house/room before replacing the knob. She hasn’t really picked up any other skills than that.

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"I miss the dry heat the most. The humidity here sucks."
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▼ BACKSTORY:

Sophie grew up in a small city located in Arizona with her mother, father, and twin sister Emma. While Emma and Sophie shared their looks and clothes, they did not act the same way. Emma was more of a homebody. She’d go to school, come home to do her homework, and either help their mother with cooking or read a book to pass the time. Sophie, on the other hand, became more and more independent as she grew. She spent her early years helping her father with his job and doing sports. He was a fixer. He fixed cars, houses, plumbing, doorknobs, paint jobs, any sort of around-thehouse work that the rich people were too busy or lazy to do themselves. Once she was old enough to be out on her own, she started hanging out with her friends at the local park. She still kept up with her grades. They weren’t stellar like Emma’s, but they were still a smidge above average.

One summer, when Sophie had just turned fourteen , she spent most of her time out roaming the suburbs with her friends. They’d ride their bikes down to the creek and dip their feet in or eat ice cream while they chatted in the park. It was fun for a bit, but soon her friends grew bored. It was too hot in the sun, and staying inside their houses just wasn’t the same. The community pool was nice, but only in the mornings before the sun cooked the concrete.

It was then that one of Sophie’s friend’s suggested that they check out one of the local caves. Sophie was apprehensive at first. Her parents always told her to avoid the caves, but after her friend explained that their older sister had gone before Sophie was okay with it. In fact, the moment they made it to the cave, she felt excited and ready to explore every inch of it. Yet when she stepped inside, it looked much smaller than she expected. It was much dirtier too, with empty beer cans and old socks lying around. Disappointed by what she saw, Sophie was just about to leave when her flashlight caught a glimpse of something behind a crevice. Something shiny and red. She asked her friend if their older sister had found anything in the cave before. Her friend just shrugged it off. Their sister only came to the cave to drink or get high. They didn’t care about what was in it.

Sophie stepped up to the crevice and shone her flashlight inside. There was something red stuck in the cave wall. Her curiosity peaked, and she stuck her hand through the crack just enough to touch the crystal with the tips of her fingers. At first she didn’t feel anything, and then a wave of energy passed through her like a lightning bolt. Sophie jumped back. The crystal shook and the cave wall cracked where it was. Sophie was shaking, and her friends had almost pissed themselves because of what just happened.

Still rattled by the experience, Sophie demanded that they get out of there immediately. She didn’t stick around either. She made the quarter mile walk back to their bikes in less than two minutes and went straight home. Little did she know, she’d just come in contact with an undiscovered delta crystal.

Time passed, and Sophie almost forgot about the incident. Almost. She’d returned to normal, but she felt like something had changed. Like there was this energy inside her just sitting there. She didn’t know how to get it out no matter how hard she exercised, and she didn’t want to tell her parents because she would get in trouble. So, she kept it to herself.

Her ability didn’t show itself until Sophie was riding her bike to a friend’s house after school for a sleepover before school started. She was passing through a normally safe neighborhood when a teenage texting-and-driving Honda Civic passed through a stop sign and headed straight for Sophie. She screamed and threw up her arm, and her body and the car bounced off of each other like two magnets of the same polarity. Sophie was thrown backwards and hit the pavement, and the car was shoved a few feet backwards until it grinded to a stop. Thankfully, no one was harmed.

Sophie could have written it off as dumb luck, but it just so happened that the guy’s girlfriend in the passenger seat had been recording when it happened. There was hard evidence that Sophie had stopped the car, and the girlfriend showed it to the police so that her boyfriend wouldn’t get busted for reckless driving. Thus, Sophie was registered by FAMA.

Now that Sophie was fully aware of deltahumans, deltacrystals, and the organization that was FAMA, she became obsessed with it. She’d never had a calling before and this was it. She wanted to put her ability to use now that she had one.

Unfortunately, now that she was one of the few deltahumans in town, the only deltahuman in school, and had gotten the caves sealed off because of FAMA’s deltacrystal investigation, Sophie and her twin Emma were bullied. Well, Emma was only bullied at first because they mistook her for Sophie, but then they began to bully her for being Sophie’s sister. It got to the point that Emma would sometimes come home crying. She even began to stop talking to Sophie too.

Sophie soon began to lose her friends one by one. A few stuck around because they cared for her, but sometimes Sophie would use her ability at random and it scared them, or they were bullied for being her friend to the point that they avoided her for their own sake. Sophie once accidentally deflected a high five from a teacher. A teacher!! It was just a simple high five, and Sophie activated her power without realizing it.

Now people were starting to fear her. The high five incident sent the teacher flying backwards. They almost sprained their shoulder. Sophie began to tread lightly in school. She was very cautious of what she touched and how she did it. People stopped bullying her. Probably out of fear, but at least she had peace now. Well, she had peace until she found out that their bullying had just passed to her sister.

One day she found a group outside around Emma. They were taunting her. Some of them would call her a loser for being the normal twin, and some of them would call her a delta-lover for being her sister. Sophie was so mad that she punched the main bully right in the nose. When the bully tried to hit her back, Sophie deflected the attack and sent him flying against the school wall.

She definitely got into trouble. Major trouble. Sophie was homeschooled for the rest of the year until FAMA could accept her into one of their “delinquent” facilities. Emma was homeschooled too, because of the bullying, and she took the time to get her GED and move onto college. The twins bonded again through mutual at home studying. Sophie was glad that they were acting like sisters again.

She went to Academy 003 the fall after. While she was nervous to go under her situation, she was excited to train with a FAMA academy. This was her ticket into FAMA. She had to impress them. For her first year at FAMA, Sophie studied hard, practiced every day, and soon had a better understanding of her ability, it’s limits, and it’s dangers.

Sophie did well, and she hopes to do even better this year.

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Type-Red

▼ POWER INFORMATION:

Deflection: Sophie has the ability to deflect projectiles or blunt force by using her arms or legs. While she isn't a physics genius, Sophie understands that she is able to push an object away from her. She is new to the ability, but she is able to redirect the energy in any direction she chooses. She's already used it once to keep a wayward football from hitting her in the head.

▼ LIMITS:

Sophie is only able to deflect an object once it is within five feet of her. She can also only deflect objects going less than the highest speed of a fastball. The largest object that Sophie can deflect is about the size of an average car. Any faster or heavier and she is only able to slow it down by a few miles per hour before it hits her.

▼ WEAKNESSES:

Unfortunately, Sophie cannot deflect any attack she is unaware of. Such as a low flying object from behind or the side. Her control of the direction of the deflected energy is also directly affected by her emotional state. If she is upset or unfocused, the force could go in any direction it chooses.

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▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "Everyone bleeds and feels the same. It’s what’s the inside that counts, not what a person can or can’t do."	Sophie Hayes ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ ═══B A S I C O V E R V I E W═══ NAME: Sophie Hayes | NICKNAMES: Soph | AGE: 17 | ETHNICITY: American European | PRONOUNS: She/Her | HEIGHT: 5’7” | WEIGHT: 156 lbs | ....................................................................................................

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▼ PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:

Sophie is a bit above average height. She has a slender frame, but her muscles are toned from her years of sports and staying active. Her legs are her strongest feature thanks to playing soccer as a child and track in her middle school years. Her hair is dyed a light blonde and ends at her shoulders. She keeps it naturally straight and well managed. Her eyes are a gunmetal blue and her eyebrows reveal her naturally brown hair color. She stands tall and confident in her posture. She is light on her feet and moves with some caution because she is aware of the dangers of her ability if she is reckless. One accidental bump into someone she is unaware of, and things get messy.

▼ ATTIRE:

Sophie’s style is more of a sporty casual. She is either in jeans, joggers, sweats if she’s feeling comfy, or leggings. She always wears various pairs of sneakers or slip ons. Underneath a jacket, hoodie, or button-down she wears either a graphic tee or tank top. Depending on the weather, she’ll either wear a ball cap or beanie, and she’ll just wear her hair up in a ponytail or loose around her shoulders. As for makeup, she usually just brushes her brows and puts on mascara. She always has chapstick on hand.

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▼ PERSONALITY:

Sophie’s life has always been about being active and having fun. She’s always been an outgoing and bright girl. After being exposed to the deltacrystal and getting bullied she’d gone into her shell quite a bit, but after a year at the Academy she has blossomed once more.

She might not be a genius, but she always speaks her mind and has confidence in her words. She only shows caution when it involves the feelings of another person or if she is around an Academy staff member. She wants more than anything in the world to become a FAMA agent. Which means she must be diligent, obey the rules (well, only the really strict ones), and put her best foot forward in training and in her schoolwork. She hopes to be an agent that handles the cases of young, or new deltahumans. She wants to help others who are struggling with their new identity like she did.

That said, Sophie is all fun and games until it comes to talking trash or bullying another person. She’s been on the receiving end of it and she never wants another to feel the same shame and loneliness that she did. She has a kind heart and a need to make everyone around her happy. If their happiness is threatened, she’ll do her best to eliminate the threat. Which often doesn’t go as well as she hoped. She’s still human, after all.

▼ SKILLS/TALENTS:

Sophie knows a bit about mechanics and housework. She can pick a lock, thanks to her dad’s constant “fix the doorknob” jobs in which the key was lost and they needed to get into the house/room before replacing the knob. She hasn’t really picked up any other skills than that.

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▼ BACKSTORY:

Sophie grew up in a small city located in Arizona with her mother, father, and twin sister Emma. While Emma and Sophie shared their looks and clothes, they did not act the same way. Emma was more of a homebody. She’d go to school, come home to do her homework, and either help their mother with cooking or read a book to pass the time. Sophie, on the other hand, became more and more independent as she grew. She spent her early years helping her father with his job and doing sports. He was a fixer. He fixed cars, houses, plumbing, doorknobs, paint jobs, any sort of around-thehouse work that the rich people were too busy or lazy to do themselves. Once she was old enough to be out on her own, she started hanging out with her friends at the local park. She still kept up with her grades. They weren’t stellar like Emma’s, but they were still a smidge above average.

One summer, when Sophie had just turned fourteen , she spent most of her time out roaming the suburbs with her friends. They’d ride their bikes down to the creek and dip their feet in or eat ice cream while they chatted in the park. It was fun for a bit, but soon her friends grew bored. It was too hot in the sun, and staying inside their houses just wasn’t the same. The community pool was nice, but only in the mornings before the sun cooked the concrete.

It was then that one of Sophie’s friend’s suggested that they check out one of the local caves. Sophie was apprehensive at first. Her parents always told her to avoid the caves, but after her friend explained that their older sister had gone before Sophie was okay with it. In fact, the moment they made it to the cave, she felt excited and ready to explore every inch of it. Yet when she stepped inside, it looked much smaller than she expected. It was much dirtier too, with empty beer cans and old socks lying around. Disappointed by what she saw, Sophie was just about to leave when her flashlight caught a glimpse of something behind a crevice. Something shiny and red. She asked her friend if their older sister had found anything in the cave before. Her friend just shrugged it off. Their sister only came to the cave to drink or get high. They didn’t care about what was in it.

Sophie stepped up to the crevice and shone her flashlight inside. There was something red stuck in the cave wall. Her curiosity peaked, and she stuck her hand through the crack just enough to touch the crystal with the tips of her fingers. At first she didn’t feel anything, and then a wave of energy passed through her like a lightning bolt. Sophie jumped back. The crystal shook and the cave wall cracked where it was. Sophie was shaking, and her friends had almost pissed themselves because of what just happened.

Still rattled by the experience, Sophie demanded that they get out of there immediately. She didn’t stick around either. She made the quarter mile walk back to their bikes in less than two minutes and went straight home. Little did she know, she’d just come in contact with an undiscovered delta crystal.

Time passed, and Sophie almost forgot about the incident. Almost. She’d returned to normal, but she felt like something had changed. Like there was this energy inside her just sitting there. She didn’t know how to get it out no matter how hard she exercised, and she didn’t want to tell her parents because she would get in trouble. So, she kept it to herself.

Her ability didn’t show itself until Sophie was riding her bike to a friend’s house after school for a sleepover before school started. She was passing through a normally safe neighborhood when a teenage texting-and-driving Honda Civic passed through a stop sign and headed straight for Sophie. She screamed and threw up her arm, and her body and the car bounced off of each other like two magnets of the same polarity. Sophie was thrown backwards and hit the pavement, and the car was shoved a few feet backwards until it grinded to a stop. Thankfully, no one was harmed.

Sophie could have written it off as dumb luck, but it just so happened that the guy’s girlfriend in the passenger seat had been recording when it happened. There was hard evidence that Sophie had stopped the car, and the girlfriend showed it to the police so that her boyfriend wouldn’t get busted for reckless driving. Thus, Sophie was registered by FAMA.

Now that Sophie was fully aware of deltahumans, deltacrystals, and the organization that was FAMA, she became obsessed with it. She’d never had a calling before and this was it. She wanted to put her ability to use now that she had one.

Unfortunately, now that she was one of the few deltahumans in town, the only deltahuman in school, and had gotten the caves sealed off because of FAMA’s deltacrystal investigation, Sophie and her twin Emma were bullied. Well, Emma was only bullied at first because they mistook her for Sophie, but then they began to bully her for being Sophie’s sister. It got to the point that Emma would sometimes come home crying. She even began to stop talking to Sophie too.

Sophie soon began to lose her friends one by one. A few stuck around because they cared for her, but sometimes Sophie would use her ability at random and it scared them, or they were bullied for being her friend to the point that they avoided her for their own sake. Sophie once accidentally deflected a high five from a teacher. A teacher!! It was just a simple high five, and Sophie activated her power without realizing it.

Now people were starting to fear her. The high five incident sent the teacher flying backwards. They almost sprained their shoulder. Sophie began to tread lightly in school. She was very cautious of what she touched and how she did it. People stopped bullying her. Probably out of fear, but at least she had peace now. Well, she had peace until she found out that their bullying had just passed to her sister.

One day she found a group outside around Emma. They were taunting her. Some of them would call her a loser for being the normal twin, and some of them would call her a delta-lover for being her sister. Sophie was so mad that she punched the main bully right in the nose. When the bully tried to hit her back, Sophie deflected the attack and sent him flying against the school wall.

She definitely got into trouble. Major trouble. Sophie was homeschooled for the rest of the year until FAMA could accept her into one of their “delinquent” facilities. Emma was homeschooled too, because of the bullying, and she took the time to get her GED and move onto college. The twins bonded again through mutual at home studying. Sophie was glad that they were acting like sisters again.

She went to Academy 003 the fall after. While she was nervous to go under her situation, she was excited to train with a FAMA academy. This was her ticket into FAMA. She had to impress them. For her first year at FAMA, Sophie studied hard, practiced every day, and soon had a better understanding of her ability, it’s limits, and it’s dangers.

Sophie did well, and she hopes to do even better this year.

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▼ CLASSIFICATION:

Type-Red

▼ POWER INFORMATION:

Deflection: Sophie has the ability to deflect projectiles or blunt force by using her arms or legs. While she isn't a physics genius, Sophie understands that she is able to push an object away from her. She is new to the ability, but she is able to redirect the energy in any direction she chooses. She's already used it once to keep a wayward football from hitting her in the head.

▼ LIMITS:

Sophie is only able to deflect an object once it is within five feet of her. She can also only deflect objects going less than the highest speed of a fastball. The largest object that Sophie can deflect is about the size of an average car. Any faster or heavier and she is only able to slow it down by a few miles per hour before it hits her.

▼ WEAKNESSES:

Unfortunately, Sophie cannot deflect any attack she is unaware of. Such as a low flying object from behind or the side. Her control of the direction of the deflected energy is also directly affected by her emotional state. If she is upset or unfocused, the force could go in any direction it chooses.

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Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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“Release me.”

Lyss’s attention moved to the asshole who’d knifed her shoulder, her eyes narrowed. For a second, she was completely caught off guard by how stupid he really was. He hasn’t noticed that he’s free now? She thought bitterly as her hand tightened on her shoulder. Stupid fu-

Her thought was interrupted by a sudden voice behind her. Lyss froze in place. She half expected another knife to go through her from behind. She braced herself. Her eyes began to close. She was expecting death, or for whoever it was to throw her across the room. Either way, she was ready to take it.

Out of nowhere, she felt something wrap itself around her waist and pull. She was pulled away from the threat behind her. The movement jostled the knife in her shoulder as she was yanked off to the side of the room.

“Agh!” She shouted mid-saving. Her hand gripped her shoulder like it was about to fall off. It felt like it was. Her right arm fell. The trapping spell was broken and the black energy around Babylon was cut instantly. Lyss could only focus on the pain in her shoulder, and the need to stay standing. She didn’t lose consciousness, but she definitely wished she could.

Stay awake. Get yourself out. There’s nothing else for you here. Her thoughts were muggy and distant, but she remained upright and awake. Her head turned to her saviour. The figure of a lion. Asta. She leaned against the abstraction for support. Herik walked over. He was speaking. She didn’t know what he said to Madison, but she heard him when he told her that she was bleeding too much.

Lyss pressed her lips together. She would have said “no shit” if she had her head on straight. He was right, of course, but there were other things to worry about right now. Like Babylon and her stupid fucking boyfriend Luis. And whoever the “like ya cut” guy was.

She’d have to find Babylon again and finish the job then.

“Alright. Give me one more second.”

She raised her arm one more time, and even though it hurt like hell, she wanted to do this last thing. To protect the rest of the Coven, and to get back at Babylon.

“You want to leave so bad? FINE! Get the fuck away from us.”

That said, Lyss let her black lux flow from her ring one more time. Instead of flowing out like a funnel, this time it exploded from her ring in the form of a bubble. It grew fast. She was using as much energy as she could until she could rest after this. The bubble expanded, blowing past Herik, Penny, the smacker guy, and Madison without a problem. When it hit Babylon and Luis, though, it pushed them with a force equal to a rough shove. Her warding was cruel to the affixed and abscised within range. If they hadn’t moved fast enough, they would probably leave a dent in the wall.

Lyss turned to Herik and, after reluctantly releasing her shoulder, held out her good arm towards him so he could raise her onto the lion. “Let’s get out of here before I faint.”

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Orange kinda sus

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Lyss glared at Luis from where she stood. Her hands continued to grow closer and closer as her trap shrunk. It looked like things were going well, until Luis pulled a knife and threw it directly towards her. She gasped. It was going too fast. She jerked her body to the side to avoid it hitting her heart, and in a second the knife had found her.

Searing hot pain erupted from her shoulder and Lyss cried out. She grit her teeth and closed her eyes. The pain was unbearable, but she couldn’t let Babylon get away. She didn’t care if Luis slipped out, but there was no way in hell she would let that bitch go. Her trap glitched a few times. The barrier around Luis faded and reappeared between him and Babylon. The bitch wearing Ellie’s skin was still trapped, but in her pain Lyss had released Luis.

Her right arm remained stretched out towards Babylon, trembling as she tried to keep the trap working, but the knife was still in her shoulder. Lyss reached for the knife with her left hand and flinched as she felt where the knife had made its mark. It was directly beneath her clavicle, and while it hadn’t found any major organ it was embedded in the muscle. She could feel it in her flesh that the tip had scratched the top of her shoulder blade.

Just as she was about to worry if Luis would attack her again the floor before her erupted in fire. Lyss stepped backwards, clutching her shoulder with her good arm. “Fuck,” she muttered, still grimacing from the pain. Still, she kept the trap in place. “You won’t get away so easily, Babylon!” She shouted over the screams of those trapped in the hellfire. While her voice was still strong, her pain could easily be heard in her tone.

“Madison, I need something to trap her in!” She yelled in the direction of her sister. “We can’t let her get away again!”

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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The deal was made, the shake of a hand would seal the deal, and just as Lyss had a glimpse of hope that she could help her sisters it was taken away by one individual. The same individual that gave her hope in the first place.

Kimberly.

She thought the moment she saw her step through the door with a glock in hand. Lyss knew in a second that this had all been a setup. She’d been playing them this whole time. For what reason? Lyss didn’t have enough time to consider that. The moment Walton took out the cowgirl, Lyss was ready to react.

“I knew you bitches were trouble!”

Lyss saw him reach for his pistol and reacted purely out of instinct. The first thing she could think of was to duck. She slid down and into the best crouching position she could make to put the coffee table between herself and the bullets. She heard Claudette’s scream, raw and full of terror, and grimaced as she covered her neck and head.

Just when she imagined that a bullet would bite her next, she heard the crunching of metal and peeked her head out from behind the table. The Jaws. Madison. Thank satan she came along. First the gun was taken out, and then Luis’s throat was ripped out.

Lyss pushed herself to her feet and nodded a thanks to Madison, but it seemed that the victory was short lived. She watched in awe as his throat regenerated within seconds. A healer!? Honestly, they should have fucking known. Lyss raised her hands, prepping to use her abstraction, but Luis recovered faster than she expected.

He made it to Madison before Lyss could charge her ring up with energy. The force of his fist against the bones of the Jaws shocked Lyss. She took a few steps away. This was going to have to be Madison’s fight. Lyss knew that there was nothing she could do for her.

She turned to go to Claudette. She needed to stop the bleeding. The bullet must have gone through her wrists main veins, because the blood was oozing out of her.

“Get her, she’s the biggest threat here!”

Lyss stopped in place. She’d forgotten about tweedledee and tweedledum. She looked towards them with a glare. Her hands rose and she aimed them towards the two apparitions, towards her old Coven sisters, but the other bitch, not Babylon, aimed her bones towards her and let them fly.

She wouldn’t have enough time to dodge. Did she have enough time to grab something to put in front of her? Damn, Babylon’s grin was sinister. Fuck, fuck. Lyss thought in a panic, and just before she dropped to the floor for a second time that night Penny flew in front of her and took the bones for her.

What?

She stared at the woman before her. Why would she? For me? Wasn’t she friends with Kimberly Walton? Did she know that this was Walton’s plan all along, or did Kim keep her in the dark too? She was extremely concerned at first, until she noticed that the bones hadn’t pierced through her. Until she saw the bones pull themselves from Penny’s skin and float in the air before them.

Lyss felt a wave of relief pass through her before she could finally do something to help the current situation. She held up her arms once more, palms outstretched, and allowed whoever or whatever came from Molly take her before activating her abstraction.

If she timed it right, the bones and coins would hit the Babylon and the dreadlocked abscised with her. If she focused just enough, maybe she could trap Babylon and the dreadlocked bitch. Or someone much more dangerous too.

The black light began to emit from her ring. It quickly made its way towards Babylon first, engulfing her in it’s opaque bubble, but instead of heading towards Babylon’s other friend it crawled its way over to Luis. Lyss grit her teeth. The trap was working, but it took extra effort to keep Babylon within the barrier as she stretched it.

If she managed to trap them both, she intended to put Babylon and Luis in the smallest trap possible. If they didn’t have enough space to move, it would reduce their chances of attacking the barrier. Which meant that Lyss would not feel their anger against her field of black lux energy and she could hold them long enough to get the girls out.

Lyss could feel her cast stretching to its limits, but she held on tightly. It wrapped itself around Luis, and just as Lyss adjusted to trapping both apparitions she took a step backwards and pulled her arm back. The trap pulled Luis with it and away from Madison, who had practically gone through the flooring by now.

“We came here to make a deal, Luis! We have nothing to do with Walton showing up here.” She shouted. It was the truth. Lyss was already frustrated enough that they weren’t likely to get any potions now, but to be left to deal with Kimberly’s chaos? She wouldn’t stand for it. At this point, her anger was enough to fuel her strength.

Lyss opened her palms as if a ball laid between her hands. She was mimicking the exterior of the trap. Her palms slowly began to press inward, and the trap around Babylon and Luis began to shrink inch by inch. The smaller the trap, the easier it would be to keep them inside. It would require much less energy too. She just had to keep her focus.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Lyss entered the VIP room and felt the presence of the apparitions grow stronger. She also noticed that the only visible exit was the one they just came from. The lounge was of poor taste, with too many curtains to hide separate rooms or doors. It smelled of cologne, liquor, and of many private dances.

She allowed the others to do the talking at first. She preferred to remain an unimportant guest tonight. Just a nameless face among the group of Coven sisters, if she wouldn’t need to step in to negotiate. As they greeted the man in the white shirt, Luis, an unfamiliar name in the Black Market and also not an abscised, Lyss let her gaze wander the room. The strongest apparition she could feel was coming from the direction of the bar. She watched Isla walk up for a drink and reminded herself to keep an eye on the newest Coven member after she drank it. Her gaze moved towards the man at the bar. Was he the one giving the strongest signal, or was it the woman behind the counter? They were too close to tell.

It was also unnerving that most of the others in the room were abscised. How they’d gotten their flesh suits, she didn’t want to know, but she also wanted to know why a bunch of spirits would wind up here. Was it the business? Were they the ones who made the cures or curses their buyers asked for? Or were they here just to protect Luis and his partners? Who, by the way, weren’t pointed out in the beginning just to confuse her sisters. Mr. Man Bun also mentioned Tampa, which meant he either heard about them through Kimberly or did some digging around to figure it out.

A small wave of paranoia passed through Lyss as she turned her attention back to Luis. How much did he know? Had her name been mentioned, too? She could have gotten nervous at that moment, but as Penny explained their position she aimed the anxious focus onto their negotiations. It was a great idea to mention that Annabelle would make her way to Miami if she wasn’t taken care of. An order of cures this big would make it easy to scam them, but Luis had a concern of his own now. A reason to have mercy on them with the intention of self preservation alone. Lyss silently thanked Penny for getting their point across so clearly.

The woman with the cowboy hat suddenly stood. Lyss turned her eyes onto the woman. Not an affixed or an abscised apparently , and now named Luis’s second partner by the way she considered the Dollhouse her club. At least Luis pulled her reins in before she kicked them out.

Claudette began to speak now. As she listed the various problems the Coven wanted solved, Lyss was surprised to hear of Claudette’s own curse. She looked at her sister from where she stood nearby and wondered why Claudette had never mentioned it before. After all, Lyss was an expert at keeping apparitions at bay. Maybe it was because Claudette hadn’t faced the apparitions since Lyss joined the Coven, or she was ashamed to mention it?

They were finally getting to the total bill of the Coven’s visit, but before Claudette or Lyss herself could accept their “generous” offer, she felt her back tense when a familiar voice entered the room.

Ellie… Babylon’s new plaything.

Lyss turned to face her old Coven sister’s body to see none other than Molly standing with her. Lyss’s eyes narrowed. She watched her strut on by and plop herself right next to the man bun. She whispered something into his ear and Lyss felt her face grow hot with anger. That bitch is going to ruin everything.

Madison began to shout at Babylon, and Lyss agreed with everything she was saying, but she needed to calm down in order to get this deal over with. Lyss was going to turn to her, to put a hand on her shoulder as a reminder to stay calm, that she wasn’t alone in her anger, but then she saw the yee-yee bitch pull out a rifle. Oh, fuck. Now would have been a good time to have Emily in the room to “accidentally” blow off the affixed woman’s fingers.

Herik, as if oblivious to the hostile cowgirl, reminded Luis that the price still had to be said. Lyss pressed her lips together. It was a smart move to try to continue the deal despite the tension, but the price had already been made. However many cures they needed for seven thousand each. One half price because he was “feeling generous.” That made the total come to about $45,500 if it included her cure for Maximillian and an extra healing cure for a safety precaution.

The bill wasn’t that horrible, but it was still an outrageous price.

And they drugged Isla, of course. Lyss had to take a breath through her nose and slowly release it through her mouth before she decided to step into the negotiating circle. She’d done this plenty of times, but she’d never been on the opposite side of the deal. Lowering the price would be difficult, but she had an idea of how to go about it. So, she turned to Luis and looked him in the eyes. It took a lot of effort not to look at Ellie’s face.

“Mr. Luis, I can’t imagine you would hold your clients at gunpoint. Would you mind asking your partner to settle down herself? I’m sure you’d like to keep your business.” She flashed Natalie a brief smile. “I can promise you that my sisters will behave if your new friend’s behave as well.”

That said, Lyss carefully moved her way to sit next to Claudette on the couch. She kept an air of composed patience about her as she leaned back on the couch and crossed her legs. She then folded her hands in her lap.

“We would like six cures total, including Annabelle Heart’s cure. While three of the cures are meant to repair curses, two of them will be simple healing cures that shouldn’t take too much time to prepare. I’d like to offer half of your usual price for a cure for those. Does that sound fair?”

"Dollhouse offers potions... so we can clear up this annoying terminology issue," Luis started, "Also, don't mind, Natalie, she's a little on edge."

Lyss nodded. “Noted.”

"But, the Dollhouse accepts these terms... would you like to meet again tomorrow for us to exchange?"

Lyss smiled as Luis accepted her terms, but she wasn't done. She'd managed to reduce the price by $7,500, leaving the bill at $35,500, but she wanted to knock that last $500 off for Isla's drugged state.

"I'm glad you've agreed, but I also would like to mention that since we've been in your establishment, one of your partners has pointed a gun at us and your bartender has drugged my sister. If you could perhaps make the total an even $35,000 I think we could ignore it."

"Oh booo hoo, nobody got hurt," Natalie added. "What are ya' gonna do if we say no?"

Lyss looked over at Natalie and raised an eyebrow. "I understand you're looking out for your business. I would do the same, if it was for my sisters, but this isn't how these negotiations are meant to go." She shrugged. "The rifle I can forgive, but I cannot forgive you for drugging my sister even if it was because of your apparition friend behind the bar."

"Now, now, Natalie... it's okay, we will take off the five hundred... but that's the final offer." Luis answered.

Lyss smiled widely and sat up in her seat. She leaned towards Luis and extended her hand. "I'm glad we could come to an agreement. Thank you, Mr. Luis." She even looked towards Natalie. "Thank you, as well."

The Promise - Second Star to the Right, and Straight on 'til Morning.

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Eli looked over Lynn’s face as she waited for a “ok, mom” sort of response, but instead she noticed the ashy spots on Lynn’s skin. Another side effect of wearing the collar, she assumed. She didn’t have much time to think of it, or feel more sympathy for Lynn than she already did, because she heard the sound of metal against concrete and turned to see Packet moving the manhole cover from it’s spot.

It was time.

Inside Eli’s head, an internal clock began ticking. It wasn’t necessarily an alarm, and there wasn’t a deadline either. It was just a reminder of how much time was going to pass while they were beneath the surface. How long it would take them to get through this, to get back to the Ring, she didn’t know. Still, she could hear the quiet tik… tok… tik… tok. Time was so precious, now.

Her hesitation was clear on her face as she looked into the darkness of the sewer passage. She stood in place, almost frozen, but as Lynn took the first charge into the depths Eli moved to follow her. Part of her wanted to stay close to Lynn, like her friend had asked, but it was also for her own comfort as well. Lynn was just as much a protector as she needed to be protected. Eli gave the ceiling of The Promise one last glance. One last look into the eternity of space from the Ring’s point of view. The same sky that she’d seen for so many years. Then she descended beneath the ground and stood next to Lynn in the darkness.

One by one she watched them all climb down. The smell was worse than she remembered. The symphony of the sewers was louder this time. Sure, it was only the second time she’d been down and it was a different part of the sewers, but something was odd about it. She walked alongside Lynn with Packet in the lead. She felt her stomach tighten when Packet mentioned the breakout. While the others aired their grievances Eli agreed that the Promise Security wasn’t to be trusted. Then she thought back to when she’d walked these tunnels on her own and frowned. Had Packet known about them at the time?

As if on cue, a Rodent Of Unusual Size scurried past them. Archie jumped, which made Eli jump, and she had to hold her breath to keep from squeaking. She huffed and shook out her shoulders to release the tension. God, I hope we’re close. She didn’t want to catch rabies before she made it to The Spire.

She looked towards Packet as if to ask the question, but she noticed that they came to a stop at a fork in the sewers. Her brows furrowed. We’re lost? Her eyes scanned the area. The catwalk seemed more promising, but it could lead towards a security team or an exit from the sewers. To the right… well, it was just more tunnels. As promising as the catwalk, really. The door to The Spire was hidden in a tunnel, anyways.

Archie and Packet started to bicker and Eli gave them a concerned stare. Of all people to start fighting, it was these two? She would have thought that Lynn would have made a snarky remark by now. In fact, why wasn’t she?

Eli turned her head towards Lynn and, for some reason, the way Lynn was backing towards them with the shiv in her hand, Eli felt goosebumps rise on her skin. Was Lynn shaking? Why was she so scared? Eli followed her gaze into the darkness behind them but she saw nothing.

Aaaand, there’s the snark. Eli took a deep breath through her nose and slowly released it through her mouth. As much as she agreed that this wasn’t a good time to get lost, she was hoping that there would be less bickering and more collaboration going on when they all relied on Packet to flip the lightswitch and cut the cams. Natalie had a point too, but Eli wasn’t so sure that they should just pick a direction and go so easily. Packet should have known the way to go. Something was up, but they had to think logically before acting. Even if a sinister presence was lurking in the dark.

They’d taken on men with semi-automatics and survived. They’d survived the breakout. They could face whatever was lurking. If they could just take a breath. Eli took another breath herself, but all she could taste was the mucky water and stale air of the sewers. As much as she wished that it was just the lack of O2 that was making everyone snappy, the threat of an escaped convict luring them into a trap worried her too.

“Packet, did you happen to bring a copy of the map? Maybe we just took a wrong turn somewhere.”

“There is no map. There’s no paper trail. No evidence!”

Eli sighed softly and turned to look back at their options. Of course he wouldn’t have created any evidence. It made sense. If they were caught right now with a map to a Spire entrance it would look pretty damn suspicious. Without it they could at least try to play the “exploring teens” angle. But they couldn’t get caught. Not by Promise security or by the dark figure Lynn saw lurking behind them.

“Okay. As much as I’d like to trust your instincts, Archie, I’m not happy with taking a random chance on either tunnel. I wish we could trace our steps backwards until Packet finds a spot, but if Lynn saw something or someone back there I’d rather avoid getting into a fight before we even get to the Spire.”

Eli then turned to Archie and Packet. “Everyone just take a deep breath and try to think rationally, okay?” She looked Packet in the eyes. “How close to the inner Ring do you think we are? Maybe if we head towards the side closest to The Spire we’ll find the door.”

She then got another idea and turned to Keaton. “What are the statistics if we take either direction? Which one has a higher chance of taking us the way we need to go?” It was a long shot, but Keaton’s ability could really come in hand at the moment. Just like it usually did.

Recollections: The Coven [COMPLETED]

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Just standing outside of the club, Lyss was already uncomfortable with the situation. It was going to be crowded, loud, and eyes would be everywhere. Madison was right. They’d been noticed by the girls standing outside the second they walked up. Was this just a trap? Walton couldn’t have been in on it. She needed Annabelle Heart’s “cure” just as much as these girls needed theirs. Lyss looked at her sisters ( and Herik) and knew that this was going to be one of the biggest deals that the Dollhouse has gotten in a while. Would it only cost Blake Schmidt’s fortune, or were the girls going to sell a piece of their soul to get what they wanted?

Lyss took up the rear of the group as they headed in. She glanced at the girls standing outside, and then turned her head forwards. Her chin held high enough to hide the anxious feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. Even as she passed through the door, she stood tall despite the nausea that set in as soon as she entered the building. The presence of apparitions was overwhelming. She hadn’t felt this way since her last deal. There were at least twenty apparitions in this building. Maybe more. Mostly abscised, but she could feel two affixed spirits. She barely paid attention as she handed over the entrance fee, and the moment they were inside of the main room she casually looked through the crowd. How many of these patrons were a part of the Black Market? Was she going to find any familiar faces in the crowd?

She hadn’t seen any yet, but either way she knew that she wouldn't have any friends here.

Lyss looked back at the girls and was also suddenly concerned that a few of them would be mistaken for a worker. They looked good, to be honest, but Lyss had made sure to wear an outfit that would separate her from the employees of the club. She even wore her most comfortable black, strappy block heels in case they needed to ditch. The best part of her outfit was concealed beneath her skirt. A leg holster strapped around her upper thigh with a knife. She was hoping she wouldn’t have to use it. Or that they wouldn’t search her too well if they did.

“I’ll talk to the bartender.” She said aloud as she turned to the girls. “Don’t drink anything. Don’t get distracted. I’ll be back as soon as I introduce us.”

Leaving no room for argument, Lyss walked over to the bar. She’d done this plenty of times before. Something about bars and private lounges made them the perfect spot to meet with buyers and sellers. Even if most of the men here tonight were Miami tourists or locals, it was easy for the business to be handled without any suspicion. Her partners always sent her to the messenger. A pretty face and a smile was always greeted warmly. It was easy for people to assume that they could get away with a scam, but Lyss was always stone cold underneath. This felt as familiar as making deals had always been. She wasn’t sure what this club was hiding, or if they had any malicious intentions, but she understood how the business worked.

So, Lyss leant against the bar and gave the bartender her best smile. She watched him move her way, and only spoke after he asked what kind of drink she’d like.

“I won’t be needing anything, thank you. Did someone happen to leave a package here?”

The bartender laid his hands atop the bar, and he gave her a sly smile himself. “From who?”

“Tom Jerry.”

She kept up the smile, even if she was shitting on the code phrase. One of the dumbest things I’ve ever had to say.

The bartender nodded, and set down his glass shining cloth before stepping out from behind the bar. Lyss stood tall once more and watched as he walked up to her. “I’ll show you and your friends back to the lounge.”

Lyss nodded. “Just give me one moment.” She gave him a grin before heading back over to the girls. “Alright, girls. Follow the bartender. Let’s get this over with.”