Losses From The Prevailing Darkness

[Mistress Dragon]

Mistress embraces Dionysus without a second thought. "Lets get out of here. You shouldn't hang around here any longer. Thank you Cathie for getting him out of the street."

[Dionysus]

"Right... right..." Dionysus stands slowly, pushing against the wall to stand, nearly falling again when his vision suddenly blurs again but manages to catch himself, "I just need a little rest." He looks around. He can't make his eyes work right... everything is blurred, fuzzy. "I'll be... fine..."

[Mistress Dragon]

"I'll telaport us to your home, I hope I rememebr where it is right." Mistress closes her eyes and telaports her and Dionysus to the building that she had visited before. "This is right, right? I'll help you to your room. You look liek you can hardly walk yourself."

[Dionysus]

Dionysus does not respond right away, he seems to have drifted off. His head jerks up again, "Chamber on the right... thank you..."

[Mistress Dragon]

Mistress puts Dionysus's arm around her neck and starts to help him walk to the chamber on the right. "It's no problem, its my job to help a fellow dragon."

[Dionysus]

"That... my line," chuckles Dionysus. They pass through the doors and enter a huge chamber, the center of which is taken up by a huge pile of golden coins and glittering gold work.

"I need to rest. Heal... my own magik will not work on me."

Dionysus hobbles forwards, returning to his dragon form and lays upon his horde, wrapping his 80 meter body around the pile, releasing a deep breath that rumbles the floor. He opens one eye and rolls it to look a Mistress.

Like his human form, it blazes with golden fire. When he speaks, his voice is a deep rumble that can be felt as much as hear, "Artemis wished to see you. Please... go see her. I will... join you... soon..."

He closes his eye and sleeps.

[Mistress Dragon]

Mistress pulls out the neckalce that Silver had givin her that she said would be a good present. She kneels down and places it gentlely at the begining of the treasure pile before walking out of the room.

*Artemis, where are you?*

[Usha]

"Yes Brady, I am ready to go."
I grab my pink suitcases and join the others.

[Mr. Futsu]

I stand up, and wipe the blood from my lips, straightening the blue blazer that Valmont just gave me. I make eye contact with him, and nod, thanking him quietly.

I walk to the balcony to oversee the events unfolding, and wonder how I'm ever going to cover this up.

[Lady Violet]

((for plot purposes Chai Ling was not teleported to the Ministry of Terror))

I sit alone in my office and lock the door. I wring my hands nervously and try to think of other things. Meanwhile the tanks roll closer and closer to the protestors.

[Simona Weil]

We watch the events unfold. We have to wait though. We will act when the moment is right. I look at Antero in his cage on the stage. He seems satisfied. He knows we are here and he knows we will act soon. I nod to them and face the anarchists.

"I will tell you when to detonate the bombs. Not long now."

[Spirit of Autumn]

I glance over at Damien and cross my arms.

"Those fool humans should know better than to challenge us."
I lean against the bleachers, my thin arms draped apathetically on the railing.

[Kisa Higurashi]

I thought about it for a moment, then shook my head.

Nope. I've got no ideas. I looked over at Usha and Brady. Do you guys have any ideas for a group name?

[Victoria]

I see that Valmont took care of Futsu's injuries. Although I hate that arrogant man, at least he was kind enough to help Futsu. I readjust myself on the roof and continue to watch the tanks.

[Chai Ling]

The tanks get closer but we stand our ground. We will not move. Red Infinity will be forced to stop them if they want to have any legitimacy in the public eye.

"Is death our only liberation?!!"