<div class="floatleft">(http://i167.photobucket.com/albums/u133/kokotigress/Elliquiy/Marvel%20Character/ElsaAvi.png)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>Name:</strong> Elsa Bloodstone<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong> Big Bad Monster Hunter<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong> Herself for now<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong> Cairo, Cairo University Campus<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Open<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/><em><strong>CAIRO UNIVERSITY<br/>CREEPY BASEMENT LEVEL STORAGE ROOM IN THE ARCHAEOLOGY BUILDING...</strong></em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Prior to Elsa's arrival</div><div class="spoiler_body">"Are you sure we should be doing this?" The light scuffing sounds of footsteps echoed eerily around him as Amir's friends moved around the room setting up. His job was to keep watch at the door for any signs of trouble. Granted if he saw trouble coming it was likely too late but hey, even if trying to see in the dark basement was creeping him out, at least it was something to do.<br/><br/>"What choice do we have? Everything's gone Amir. Everything." Micah looked up from where he was drawing arcane symbols from an old tome on the concrete floor around a large circle lined with candles. <br/><br/>"Not everything is gone, not yet. Maybe we should let the professionals handle this one. Or at least folks more qualified than us." <br/><br/>"Dude, what professionals?! Supposedly not even the supes and freaks can stand up to this big evil MoFo. We have to do this. Besides, I've been studying this book for ages, ever since I first found it in my father's study. I can so do this. <em>We</em> can do this." Their voices were kept low but their whispers seemed almost harsh in thick silence, almost too loud. The power had been cut, leaving them in pitch black and without air conditioning to relieve the heat of the day. Candles and flashlights had been rounded up to help relieve the darkness at night but there was nothing left to make any noise but for the occasional groans of the structures and the pockets of survivors that did their best to stay out of sight. Fear of Apocalypse's armies had stolen their voices so that none dared to speak any louder than the four were currently lest they draw judgment straight to them. The campus had been all but deserted after the bad guys had appeared, rounding everyone up. The structures were mostly intact but the entire campus showed signs of the fighting and mad scramble to escape that had occurred. Many of the Professors had been snatched or killed and the student body along with faculty and staff had been herded off to who knew where. The four of them had managed to get to a safe hiding place with a few others to wait out the initial round up and slaughter but when the second round had come, searching through the campus for survivors to haul off, that's when Micah had come up with his bright idea. <br/><br/>"But Micah, I'm scared. We've only messed around with this stuff before now. We've never tried anything major like this. What if... what if this doesn't go the way we think it will? What if it just gets worse?!" Her fingers trembled as she lit another candle. She had never been so scared in her life as she had been since Apocalypse had shown up.<br/><br/>Out of patience, Micah stood abruptly, the chalk dropping from his fingers forgotten as his fear pushed closer to the surface. Truthfully, the 18 year old was terrified. However, rather than let it make him weak, Micah was using it to fuel his anger over all the shit that had gone down. His voice deepened to a rough growl as he pinned Janet with a glare that was clearly visible in the light provided by their flashlights and the candles they'd lit. "Just <em>stop</em> with sniveling already! You don't wanna be here, fine. No one's forcing you, there's the door!" He gestured toward the door Amir stood in front of. "Good luck making it out there like sooo many others did. I can do this on my own, I don't need you. I just thought you might like to help save the world is all. To help save our families. To be one of the heroes instead of cowards for once." He glanced at Amir and then at his cousin Jamal who he had expected to back him up without question, anger twisting his features. "This guy, Apocalypse, whoever the fuck he is, he got my dad. He turned him into a freak who doesn't even recognize me. His own son! Maybe you guys can just ignore it, all the death and pain, but I can't. I won't." <br/><br/>"Hey, chill man. It's alright. We'll help you. Right guys?" Jamal looked looked away from his cousin back toward the other two, his dark gaze lingering on Janet who seemed to be on the verge of tears over this whole idea. He couldn't blame her for being afraid because honestly he was too but he willed her to understand, to be brave, because apart from Micah she alone seemed to have the best grasp on the magic they toyed with. If she cracked, he didn't know that any of this crazy plan would work. What Micah was asking them to do was dangerous as hell but he agreed with his cousin that they had to do <em>something</em>. Anything was better than waiting around to be found. "We can do this guys. We have to."<br/><br/>Janet didn't look at all convinced but she said nothing else on the subject and simply continued with her task in silence. No one else volunteered anymore words either. There was nothing more to say really. The four of them had been friends for a very long time and no matter how scared or unsure, they wouldn't abandon Micah to do this alone.<br/><br/>"Are we ready?" Jamal looked to his cousin as they each stepped up around the circle once everything had been completed. <br/><br/>"Yes. You have the amulet?"<br/><br/>"Yeah. Right here." He handed it over to Janet who took it hesitantly. With a quick look to each of the boys the she pulled the amulet over her head and let it rest against her chest. <br/><br/>"Alright. Now lets begin."<br/></div></div><br/><strong>"Of all the stupid fu..."</strong>Elsa just barely bit off the curse before it left her lips as she peered through the small window in the closed door before her. Her personal transport system, aka her magic lamp, had dropped her in the basement of some school or other but thus far she had no idea which one or where it was located. It really didn't matter at this point, the only thing that mattered was stopping whatever it was that her lamp had been warning her of. Honestly she had expected to be dropped near the sight of some skirmish involving one of Apocalypse's freaks yet again but as she made her way down the dark hallway she wasn't so sure that would be the case this time. She almost wished it was though because her lamp didn't go off for just any little old thing and she had a feeling that whatever potential beastie she was to encounter it wouldn't be anything run of the mill.<br/><br/>As she had initially moved through the hallway, her eyes had scanned her surroundings as best as she could, looking for any sort of clues as to what she might be after. Frankly with the world in its current state the monsters seemingly had gone into hiding along with the humans which meant her monster hunting had taken a backseat to survival and well timed (and exceedingly fun) target practice for Elsa. Accustomed to being in dark places, she had been able to make out the signs that Apocalypses armies had made their way through here at one point or another but she could also tell that they were long gone... at least for the moment.<br/><br/>From classroom to classroom she'd moved, her steps careful and thankfully quiet on the carpeted floor as she'd done her usual methodical sweep. The only sounds to keep her company had been the sway of her coat and the light creak of her leather boots. Her searching had turned up nothing useful and the redhead had grown more and more anxious by the moment. It had taken her a second to realize that her rising anxiety was the byproduct of whatever magic was being raised and as if to emphasize this point every hair on her body had risen to stand on end. In that moment it had been difficult for the huntress not to reach for the mini Uzis she carried at her hips or even one of the two Remington 870ps strapped to her back but she'd managed. Gritting her teeth against the march of the oh so wrong magic over her skin, Elsa's blue eyes had narrowed at the cliche ominous dark doorway at the end of the hall.<br/><br/>Now as she stood outside the door, she knew had a decision to make. She could feel the magic rising to its peak but it wasn't yet at the point of no return. She could go in and handle this delicately and attempt to be-- aw, who was she kidding?! There was really only one way she was going to do this. Blue eyes blazing with irritation, Elsa reared back and kicked the door open violently enough to scare the living daylights out of the four idiots chanting around their incorrectly drawn circle. Immediately the power level began to dim as their chanting cut off with choked cries and they scattered... well all but one who clearly thought he was hot stuff. Bloody amateurs, the lot of them.<br/><br/><strong>"No no no. You've got it all wrong you fuckwits. Where's the creepy robes, drugged virgins, and nauseating incense? Don't you know anything?! These things always require virgins! Oh, and news flash, its not even night time."</strong>Her accented tones sounded almost amused as she sauntered in like she owned the place. Looking around she could see that these four had no clue what they were toying with down in this cluttered and ugh, musty, storage room.<br/><br/>"Who the hell are you?" Micah's hands were shaking as he held the book he'd been reading from but his face was a mask of rage. ”Are you one of those new freaks they send out to round people up?”<br/><br/><strong>"Who am I?"</strong>Her eyes widened and she pressed a gloved hand to her chest.<strong>"Oh deary me, where are my manners?! I guess I forgot to introduce myself amidst stopping you bloody gits from destroying what's left of the world with your half-arsed scheme."</strong>Her voice practically dripped with sarcasm.<strong>"Now be a good lad and hand over the book and the amulet and I'll help you lot get to a safe place."</strong>No need to mention that she didn't yet know where such a place was. She just needed to get those two power items away from these idiots before they got any more half cocked ideas. At least the other three seemed to have some sense unlike the fool across from her.<br/><br/>"Safe place? Is that what they call it?" Micah shut his book with a slam, knowing there was nothing in it that he could access fast enough. Instead he reached behind him intending to pull out the hand gun he'd recovered from on of the fallen attackers, "Sorry, but after what you guys did to my dad, I think I'll pass." His arm swung back around but Elsa moved even before he had pulled the gun free of his pants, her fist making just enough contact with his jaw to knock him soundly on his ass.<br/><br/>Not giving the boy a chance to recover, Elsa leaned down to slip the gun free of his limp fingers and tucked it away before taking his jaw in her hand lightly and checking to be sure she hadn't injured him too badly.<strong>"Silly boy. Guns are not for children."</strong>She tsked at him condescendingly, even going so far as to tweak his nose, nevermind that she'd picked up her first gun at 18.<br/><br/>Seemingly reassured by what she saw in his eyes she picked up the dusty old book he'd dropped and turned to the others who still looked like they might piss their pants at any moment.<strong>"Now... the amulet, please."</strong>Elsa held out her hand expectantly,<strong>"Come come... we haven't got all day. I'd rather get you all out of this creepy basement and tucked away somewhere safe before night fall. Or before we run into real trouble."</strong><br/><br/>"You mean... you don't work for that tyrant that keeps sending his lackies into Cairo to round people up?"<br/><br/>Elsa's features tightened,<strong>"Fuck no darlin'. Elsa Bloodstone hunts the monsters, she doesn't work for them."</strong>