<div class="floatleft">(https://i.huffpost.com/gen/1838903/thumbs/o-TEYONAH-PARRIS-570.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Monica Rambeau (Spectrum)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Picture<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>Sep 10, 2019<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>Mid Day<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>The Raft<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Fighting and Fleeing Hostages<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Blade,<br/><hr/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/marveldatabase/images/4/41/Giuletta_Nefaria_(Earth-616)_from_Invincible_Iron_Man_Vol_3_2_002.jpg/revision/latest/scale-to-width-down/256?cb=20151021211751)</div><br/>Monica could see that Eric was fighting his bloodlust. Madam Mask was a killer and they both knew that, Tony had tried to rehabilitate her before his *Death* but to no avail, she was too twisted and damaged to be reformed. The best they could do was to keep her here on the Raft. At least here she could be contained and have some semblance of a life, Monica was a Christian and she didn't believe in lethal injection ore the chair. But Blade was different, he killed his enemies the Vampires. He slayed then with his weapons and sometimes even his bare hands, Monica knew this and she knew he was fighting his own Vampiric bloodlust every single day. She was drawn to him despite herself, she was a beacon of light and hope, her very power set was comprised of light. Eric was a agent of the Dark and he had a demonic side to him yet Monica still cared for him, she had bedded him and enjoyed it. But when things between them started to get serious she ended it because she was too dam scared. Because Eric represented something in her she didn't want to look at, Monica had rage and anger and she used all of her restraint to keep it at bay. As a woman of colour she didn't have the luxury of indulging in her anger, she wanted to be a positive role model for young women who looked up to her as the first black female Avenger. Monica knew she had to be better then her baser instinct's and even though she wanted to take Whitney Frost out at the knee caps ore let Blade have his way, she needed to be better then that. She outstretched her left arm and her body started to glow her signature white light, the warmth over lapped her and she fired one beam directly at Frost which sent her flying backwards and into a wall. She screamed and hit her head on the wall and slid down it. Turned out her body armour wasnt resistant to the power of the Spectrum. Monica returned to normal she was sweating at the brow and out of breath slightly, she felt sick to her stomach and dizzy. But like all the women in her family she was a tough broad and wouldn't let this get the best of her. "Eric...help me up please...." She asked her vampire Ex as she reached for him. Monica needed him and she wasn't afraid to ask for help, she had been out of the superhero game for well over a year and she was starting to feel it in her bones.