<div class="floatright">(http://www.behindthevoiceactors.com/_img/chars/char_30915.jpg)</div>Metropolis Museum of History<br/>7.28 pm<br/>TAG: Icon/ Power Girl/Wonder Woman<br/><br/>"There it is, Teekl!" - The boy exclaimed as he finally set his eyes on the sorcerer's stone sitting on a pedestal, inside a glass, positioned in the middle of a decorated museum room, surrounded by other medieval artifacts. The were-creature following him stretched lazily, her sensual female curves hidden by the twilight of the still closed building, her feline eyes piercing through the shadows, eagerly waiting her master's next command as she licked the remaining flavor of the security guard from her bloody claws.<br/>"It's so beautiful, don't you think my dear? All I need to do is take it and we shall have everything we ever wanted!" - Klarion took a few hasty steps towards the pedestal, his beloved familiar circling around him in a dazzling display of feline grace and acrobatics to get there first and offer the prize to her master. With a hiss, she swinged her razor-sharp claws and the glass fell to pieces along the lines she cut into them. The witch-boy then snatched up the stone, which triggered the museum alarm.<br/>Klarion frowned at the loud noise that ruined his triumphant moment, and blasted the source of it with a sizzling bolt of eldritch energy that he fired from the tip of his finger. Soon thereafter another security guard arrived.<br/>"Hands in the air you little runt and, what the-" - he couldn't finish the sentence as Teekl pounced on him, beginning to rake his face with her claws, while the young boy spoke in low voice.<br/><div class="floatright">(http://www.angelfire.com/ia/batmanart2villians69/teekl.jpg)</div>"You won't tell me what to do. No one will! From today, I'm going to be the one who tells everyone what they should do!" - for the last sentence he raised his voice, and he began chanting an incantation of black magic, holding the sorcerer's stone high as he did. His power flowed into the artifact and were amplified. A beam of light then shot upwards from the stone, penetrating the roof of the building, piercing the fog barrier and disappearing into the sky. It's bright light illuminated the city in the evening, but only briefly. The excess power vanished as the witch-boy mastered the artifact, sending a thundering wave across the sky. His poisonous influence then began clawing at the minds of the people trapped within the mist dome, making them clutch at their heads and struggle to hold on to their free will. At the same time the mist dome began to expand, swallowing more and more of the city. Klarion was a powerful mage on his own right, but claiming the artifact has just increased his powers dramatically.<br/>By the time he finished his spell, Teekl was done with the guard and was purring happily at the witch-boy's feet, her fur all bloody from her recent prey. The body of the dead guard jerked, then rose to its feet, its face and eyes missing, a grotesque and bloody mess. The entire process was repeating throughout the expanding mist dome. The living were losing t heir free wills, and the dead were coming alive.<br/>"Effective, but so gross." - Klarion thought aloud - "Come my dear, let's go and look for some toys!" - with that, the pair took off further into the museum, the witch boy stopping every now and then to cast a spell of animation on whatever he declared fun.<br/>Soon, a small battalion of empty knight armors, moved by the power of magic alone, were ready to serve him.