Dark Times Of The Scaled Sides

Dark times of the Scaled Sides

It was daytime as a magpie flew in the dark woods. The leaves had fallen covering the normal dirt ground, indicating the seasons she had passed through since the last time she had seen a calendar. The magpie, having felt she had covered enough distance for the day, she changed her shape and called it a day.

Her real shape wasn’t a magpie. Rather a woman with dark black hair with black eyes that seemed to glimmer only upon closer inspection that traces of blue swirl in her eyes. She appeared pretty, but there was so much she was hiding underneath. So much so that she was running all this way out in what appeared to be nowhere. She didn’t care as long as she was away from it all.

Setting her backpack down she started pulling out her things seemingly from such a small backpack that she had enchanted with the undetectable extension charm at the beginning of her trip. Stopping when she hears something snap, she slowly turns her head. With one hand ready to pull her wand at the second she sees if its someone who had been following her. And if it is someone who had been following her, then she wouldn’t hesitate to defend herself if necessary.

“Come out.”

“I don’t know where to get one, but I do know who could help ....” She sighed somewhat unsure. She’s worked with him, and has always kept his word. 

However the last time she had worked with him, she had her soul as a loan until their deal had been completed. Which was 20 years in the completion of the deal. Needless to say, if he could help them out, then it was worth whatever price she had to pay. All for them, Kurt, Logan, Jean and everyone else. 

“Back in the 60, I met a demon, named Asmodeous. He’s a Prince of Hell and also a friend. Maybe he could not only help find out where they are, but maybe what happened to everyone else.”

“But even if we get the equipment, how are we suppose to know if I can even pull it off. My telepathy works on an entirely different level than Charles and Jean did. I never even touched the thing,” She said ruffling her hair. She wasn’t a leader, or powerful in her opinion. But she knew to take initiative and go from there. It seemed like throwing out a couple ideas seemed ok

 “But since it’s similar to talking with a radio, it could work. I’m not sure if I can handle all those people. I may...need help on that,” She said hesitantly.

“If we find them though, where can we provide a safe space? We could place them at my step-dad’s. It’s not as big as Charles’ but it could be enough. At least until we find everyone.”

When Friends Know No Better

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Steve at 2am when he finds out where Bucky is hiding:

Out of all the places for all the reasons, she really didn’t want to be here. She didn’t want to be having this talk about this person. But here she was having this conversation at this meeting about this person taking on her friend’s name. A name that the whole world seems to care about having serve their own needs instead of the people.

She comes alone in her uniform, repaired after the fight with Thanos, and a little darker than normal after accepting the Magpie within her although she did have a black trenchcoat over it all. She didn’t bother having someone tell her directions, she already knew. She remembered she thought she was a mutant, but even after knowing what she really was, she wasn’t sure how she attained all this power.

Standing at the door, she takes a deep breath, in a tiny attempt to calm down and hide her anger, before opening the door and walking into the room. Looking over everyone, there are some familiar faces, most notably Fury. But she looks at the one unfamiliar to her, the one wearing the uniform. She can tell he’s nervous and sweating. Mentally, she turns on any air conditioners in the room and silently walks to her seat next to her familiar faces. But she said something to him that nobody could hear physically because she said it mentally to him in a calm voice that greeted him

 “Hello. I’m Dana.”

“Don’t worry that kinda stuff’s under lock and key till the day I die.”

“That’s pretty cool though, being bi. And I hate to say it, but part of me’s proud of you being honest and telling me about it.”

Especially at your age, I had it figured out as kid but didn’t tell anyone as an adult till Xavier and I had a telepathy session.

“What’s wrong? Too hot for you?”

“I’m not saying I underestimate you. I don’t want to fight. That’s the last thing I want to do. But there are people that do. I’m just here to extend a warning and request to consider caution as an option.”

“Superman can die, that is proven. So what will happen if someone like Luthor tried to create something that can do the same to you, with or without the power of gods.”

“I’ve gone toe to toe with Superman and won. That’s the might of six Gods stacked behind me going for me by myself. You really want to bet against me and my whole kingdom?”

“Go ahead. Try me.”