Something wicked this way comes...

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

He had been waiting for over 20 minutes.  They were taking their sweet time getting here.  Potion had about maybe 15 minutes to go, and it was still short one ingredient.  No sign of the Chimp yet, but hopefully he's at least tried to contact and, getting no answer, is calling the cavalry in as we speak.

Then he hears rustling from the woods, behind the house.  Figures, they're coming from the wrong direction.

He moves inside - hoping that by doing that, Hotshot and Green Shield, flanking him within the woods from each side, follow parallel.  He moves through the house, not even bothering to acknowlege Brainwave.

He gets out the back door when he sees the barn explode in a ball of fire.

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[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

The way the barn exploded was anything but natural. The fire literally forced the structure apart, and although the flame was impressive, it was also controlled to the extent that the wooded areas didn't catch a flame.

However, it also had the effect of bathing the area in light, as the flames continued to burn on the fragments of wood that were now streched out in the backyard area.

And walking straight through the flames is the root cause of this whole ordeal. Staring straight into the eyes of the man she held captive for over 30 days.

"Hello, handsome. Can your girlfriend come out and play, or is she in and out of the house all day?"

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

Sand's gear is all in place, except for his gasmask. For the moment, he doesn't need it. He wants eye to eye with this witch. "Sorry, she's healing from the antidote we just gave her to that arrowroot derivitive your band of Heathers managed to get down her throat. You'll have to deal with me for the moment."

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Enchantress laughs. "You don't think I can sense my own magic at work? I even know where she is, too - up in the attic with someone else. You think you've got the drop on me, Hawkins, think again."

With that, walking out of the woods behind her are Psimon, Mammoth and Shimmer. As well as the triad known as Magique. The eighth individual, however, is unknown to Sand - blue skin, head to toe, wearing only a set of trunks. "Psimon, locations, please."

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Psimon nods. "The one in front. Two in the attic of the house. Two in the woods, one on each side." Another pause. "Unknowns. The one you were speaking about, Corrine Bertrand, nom de guerre Merlynne, is in the attic."

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

ENOUGH!

Sand walks off of the porch and gets to within two feet of the Enchantress. "What possible vendetta could you hold on Corrine that would cause this byzantine turn of events to unfold?"

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

The smile on her lips is blood-curdling. "Dear boy, this isn't about her. It's about you."

She walks closer to him until they're about a foot apart, motioning for the remainder of the Monster Society to flank the circle for sneak attacks.

"Oh, don't look so shocked. Remember, you were MINE. I took you during all that hubbub over Dinah Lance and decided to make you my plaything. You were young, virile, and with your physiology, the potential for immortality was immense. I wanted you to be the husband Ray Palmer never could be. And I came damn close, but no matter what I did to you, physically, emotionally, psychologically, magically, no matter what, YOU WOULD NOT BREAK! AND IT WAS ALL BECAUSE OF THAT IMMATURE BITCH YOU'RE SO DAMN HOT FOR!"

[sand-hawkins.livejournal.com]

Sand glares at her. "You will never talk about her like that again."

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor holds his position in the trees, Squatting on a low branch as he waits for a signal from Sand. It's all he can do to keep from breaking cover when he sees the girls that nearly disemboweled him following behind Enchantress, and he pulls a pair of flash-bang grenades from his pack with his left hand even as he starts charging a napalm grenade in his right.

"C'mon, Hawkins," Trevor mutters as the napalm goes beyond orange and starts glowing white. "Sticks and stones may break her bones but names will never hurt her. So let's make with the sticks and the stones."

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

GO TIME!

Trevor takes two running steps along the branch he's been hiding in, and drops to the ground running. He explodes out of the trees with the house on his left and what's left of the barn on his right, his hands already burning. The napalm grenade arcs overhand toward the group of villains in general, its payload charged and the magical tab already burning away. As soon as it's gone, the spell strengthening the glass container will dissipate, and it will explode.

As he tosses the first grenade, the second two fly more directly at the Magique girls, ready to blow when he burns the tabs away himself.

"Hey girls! Remember me?!" Trevor yells, and detonates the flash-bangs.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

...much so.

Their eyes glow, and black portals opens in front of each of the two grenades as they explode, enveloping the grenades as they go boom. The portals then close inside one another.

The third then launches what could only be called an eldritch bolt at the running Hotshot.

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

So not expecting that Trevor thinks as the flash of his grenades disappears into the portals. As the bolt races across the open ground, Trevor throws up a wall of fire and side-steps to the left. Hopefully the wall will stop the bolt, and if it doesn't, at least he isn't exactly where she was aiming anymore.

The bolt passes through the wall the same way the shadow demon had, and Trevor has a moment to curse before the bolt hits his arm.

"Shit!" Trevor yells as he throws the flaming barrier at Magique, and grabs his arm.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Shimmer takes one look around, and for the first time in a long time, she feels on the defensive.

Mainly because these upstarts took out two of their most powerful in a matter of seconds, using teamwork and a plan - two things the Justice League had been lacking at this point.

Dr. Light had no interest in Enchantress' vendetta, although he greenlighted her use of the Society on this attack - since each member could call on the others for a "personal favor" as part of membership.

The fact that both team leaders are down, however, wasn't in the manual. "Manhattan, take the sandbox! Baran, let whatever hit Enchantress try to bounce a couple of arrows off of you. I'm going to try to find whatever the hell did that to Enchantress..."

Mammoth then took off towards the corner of the house, in the general direction of where the arrow came from.

[kingofbrain.livejournal.com]

"Not so fast, ugly."

Brainwave whips around the house, and makes physical contact by touching his chest. Sand said this one would probably be the Mensa candidate we want.

We are not your enemy, Baran. We are only trying to protect our friend. We're trying to protect you...from them. What good has come of you being in the Monster Society? Are you happy? IS YOUR SISTER SAFE?!?! Then FIGHT!

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Dr. Manhattan nods, then takes off at top speed towards where Sand stood over the fallen Psimon.

He then rears back and punches him towards the house. With a force that could rival Supermans

[tefe-holland.livejournal.com]

The Green is asking for help, no really asking is too mild a term for it. The Green is screaming for help. It's still raw and damaged from the Spectre raging through it and now the forces of magic and everything else happening in this small spot are tearing at it's fabric and making it bleed.

Tefe has no choice but to help.

There's too much going on to immediately know who is in need of help so when she forms out of the ground taking from any animal matter in the area she holds out her arms and brings the entire surroundings to life to try and stop the combat till she can get her bearings.

"STOP THIS!"

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

The neat thing of being a three-in-one kind of person is that the overall reaction time tends to be faster.

White lady fall...

down from go boom.

And the hand grenade, supplied by Hotshot, that lays roughly four feet from where Tefe Holland stands, explodes in fire.

[tefe-holland.livejournal.com]

She screams when it hits her, fire crisping her flesh and stripping away to the muscles. But then the raging plants around her smother the fire and her skin knits back to an unbroken whole.

Tefe is now beyond pissed. She's going to smack the first person she reaches into the next county.

[hotshot1280.livejournal.com]

Trevor feels the air around his head... shimmer is really the only word for it, and instinctively throws his still-burning hands up, igniting the phosphorous.

Trevor takes a moment to reflect on the irony of the fact that the air around his face and head burning he can handle fine, it's just the phosphorous that could would kill him. Another sweep of his hands send the fireball at Shimmer as he does his best to keep it burning.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

The fireball flies past Shimmer, and it brushes her face enough to cause a burn on her right cheek. She then hears Psimon's instructions - then turns towards Tefe Holland, changing the air around her entire body to Prometon, which is a concentrated form of vegetation killer.

[monstersociety.livejournal.com]

Meanwhile, Psimon goes right after Trevor's head, reaching down deep and pulling up everything that's bubbling down there right now. From the initial hit, there's a ton of conflicted feelings even on the surface - he digs deeper.

[tefe-holland.livejournal.com]

Ok this is so annoying, she lets her body fall apart and the little bits of matter that she drew together fall with little plops onto the ground.

New ones are drawn together outside the weedkiller zone making a new body.

"You people are SERIOUSLY pissing me off!" now if she was only sure who had done that, she'll just have to change tactics.

crouching down her hands touch the ground and meld with it, and the world comes to life. Plants snap and snarl and grab at anyone she thinks is a bad guy, and they all start giving off so much pollen the air seems to fill with a haze.

[blind-will.livejournal.com]

Travis felt Tara's surge of emotions from afar, sensing her heartrate, her adrenal levels, and her mental rush of aggressive thought when he'd just been trying to get a sense of her for telepathic contact.
Figuring there might be a telepath or two here, he never sent the message. Instead, he dropped Fire off a short ways away so she can get her bearings and figure out where she might be useful, then, staying invisible, he comes to hover over the field, getting a sense of the ebb and flow of battle, who's here, what their powers might be, and what power level.

Sure, its hardly dramatic as cavalry goes, but it all starts with knowing one's enemy.

[onthecase.livejournal.com]

He's got the last ingredient. He was right... the Watchtower computers hold a lot of obscure knowledge. That Oracle... thing... in the computers sure does one hell of a job. AI, maybe? If it's a human on the other end, he or she is really good.

He was checking in on the Wonder Twins when Oracle responded, giving him the information he needed. But when he attempted to contact Tara and got static, he knew something was wrong.

It's a good thing that Fate gave him that talisman.

Suddenly, appearing in the room in an ankh-shaped light, Dr. Chimp appears.

And he's not alone.

[wondertwin-zan.livejournal.com]

There's an extremely confused young man -- more of a teenager, really -- standing next to him. The boy has dark hair, a light tan, and pointed ears; the girl next to him is his feminine mirror image.

"Ah...Mr. Chimp? What's just happened?" The language he speaks is utterly alien, and likely only understood by the simian who prompted their teleportation.

[onthecase.livejournal.com]

"Um... magic teleported me. And it looks like it snagged you two in the process." And that's when he notices the baddies. "Crap! Baddies! Trying to kill us! Look out!"