>> “Rumors around the precinct say that Addams had…physically abused his daughter. She had to be sent to the children’s hospital once when she showed up at her prep school with some suspicious marks and bruises but nothing ever came of the rumors. Seems like it was not long after that that Mr. Addams decided to put this thing together.”

"Skeletons in the closet, huh." Gemma frowned, looking around all te cheerful people. She had heard many stories like that; wealth and a comfortable lifestyle did not always mean children had no problems at all. Quite the contrary, actually. She had seen almost as many hurt children from wealthy families as she'd seen from the poorest. The problems were not all that different.

>>“Sorry. I tend to go off on a thought without saying goodbye.”

"That's okay" she smiled back as they slowly got closer to the food stall. Suddenly a chirping noise could be heard from one of the many folds of Mama T's dress; a cellphone rang in a cleverly hidden pocket.

"Excuse me for a moment" she said, stepping out of the line. The caller ID said 'Laurent', and she always took calls from the kids; she just didn't like being one of those people who talked about family business over the phone while standing in the middle of a crowd. Walking a few steps away from people she managed to find a quiet spot behind the food stalls where she could speak quietly, and hear what her son had to say. The conversation was not too long; she smiled as she finally snapped the cellphone shut, and turned around to go back to Jorge...

... and then the only thing she could see was white light.

The cellphone hit the ground as Gemma covered her eyes with both hands; she could sense the light even through her fingers, and when it was gone, and she finally looked up, for long moments she could only see colorful dots and circles dancing in front of her eyes.

"... what the hell..."

Blinking rapidly until she could see again she looked around. She was not hurt; nor did anyone else seem hurt. There was no noise, no smoke, no sirens, no screaming, or moaning.... nothing, really. People stood around, staring at the sky, dazed. Gemma shook her head, and rubbed her eyes, and hesitantly she started walking back to the food stall. She needed to find Jorge, and the kids. She couldn't care for everyone at once; but the Mansion students were her responsibility. She was sure people would start coming around soon, and then there would be chaos.
She'd better hurry up.

Faye rubbed her head as she waited for Lance to return, glancing up at the rides around her.

Which one to go on first? The dodgems or the teacups? Maybe the ferris wheel, it’d be nice and quiet up there above the crowd.

She smiled at Lance as he came back with a couple cups of lemonade and explained her plan, it was a good one and she told him so.
She took a sip of her newly cup born beverage and started to sing the beer song quietly under her breath
"OOOh what is the malted liquer,what gets you drunker quicker,what comes in bottles or in cans? BEER!"

>>>"Hello Faye. Who's your friend?"

Faye jumped a little in susprise and choked as a bit of beer went up her noise, Coughing she turned and grinned "Hotstuff! I mean Kate.Cool costume. Oh I’m being rude this is my Date with a capital D for delish Lance. He’s from the Mansion. Lance this Kate.
So you here with breadboy? He didn’t ditch your ass did he? ‘coz if he did I will tell on him about how yesterday was all his fault." it soooo was as well

"Hey what the f#%ck is that? " she said shielding her eyes and pointing at the fast approaching wall of light.
Barely after she announced it arrival the light had reached her leaving her skin tingling and her body frozen in place.

”Hello Faye. Who's your friend?”

The new feminine voice stopped Lance dead in his tracks. Turning towards the source, the teen saw the girl that had bumped Detective Cervantes a while ago. The girl his date called by the name of Kate.

”Hotstuff! I mean Kate.Cool costume. Oh I’m being rude this is my Date Lance. He’s from the Mansion. Lance this Kate. So you here with breadboy? He didn’t ditch your ass did he? ‘coz if he did I will tell on him about how yesterday was all his fault.”

Hotstuff? Lance wanted to grin at the way Faye greeted the newcomer, but held it back as it might be misinterpreted in the worst possible way. Breadboy... Now there was that name again.

”Pleasure to meet you, Kate.” Lance greeted the girl, with a smile. Crap! How long had she been standing there? the teen wondered. He worried that Kate will sell them out to Mama T. He wanted to ditch Kate, but since Faye knows her... he just had to trust his date that she can ensure that Kate will not rat on them.

Lance had not realized that he had emptied his cup of booze while Faye and Kate were greeting each other. The teen tossed the empty cup into the nearby trash bin. He was eager to resume the date...

”Hey what the f#%ck is that?”

Faye’s sudden exclamation caused Lance to look in the direction she was pointing. A curtain of white light was fast heading in their general direction.

Everything happened, literally, in a blink of an eye. Before Lance could use his body to shield Faye from the incoming light, it had passed their location and suddenly vanished.

The incident left a mild tingling sensation on his skin and a definite buzzing in his ear.

A few seconds of disorientation and the young Jedi Padawan slowly began to regain his senses.

Taking a quick survey of his surroundings, Anakin was at a loss as to which planet he now finds himself in... that and the fact that there was a mishmash of beings from other civilizations in the empire, all of whom seemed to be looking towards the sky.

Adding to his confusion was the fact that he was holding the hand of a scantily dressed female... and it was not Padme Amidala.

Anakin quickly released the female’s hand. A warm sensation slowly making its way across his face.

”Forgive my asking...” the Jedi addressed the female. ”But can you tell me the name of this planet? And from what civilization do you come from?” he asked, keeping his right hand hovering near his light-saber. Though the being before him did not look threatening, it still held a weapon of sorts... it was best to be prepared.

The light receded and the noises rushed back. Faye glanced around blinking blearily as motes of light danced across her vision.

>>>“Forgive my asking but can you tell me the name of this planet? And from what civilization do you come from?” [/i]

Wha? Someone speaking to her? what word?

“Boy!” she shouted poking it with what she held in her hand, foamy liquid spilling out
“Ah! Foamy!” she went to drink the foamy liquid but ended up tipping most of its contents over herself.
“Ha! Mmmm good! More?” she dropped the cup on the ground. “more?” she pouted this time.

Looking around for more she saw girl like her no, not like her diffrent. Hair diffrent. Dressed funny

"Who?" she asked pointing at girl.

She was startled when her bag buzzed. bee?, bee mean honey. Honey good grinning she upended her bag on her ground and found the source of the buzz funny rock, why you buzz? she held it in her hand and grinned. “Boy” she stated passing over the funny rock for the boy to feel.
what else? There was some funny green leaves with faces on that she didn’t see the point of so threw away, something that made a clacking noise when she pushed both the ends together and some tubes that smelled like they were filled with plants. Food?
She tried one and regetted it “Bad” she stuck her tongue out with the remains of the chewed up cigarette on it. "Bad, No want. Girl" she wiped her tongue on the back of her hand and passed the rest of the tubes to the girl.

That left the cold square with funny colours on, she turned it this way and that: rolling it around in her hands till the movements caused the lid to open. She laughed and grinned at her victory and fiddled with the little stone inside why you there little stone?
She ran her finger over the stone and dropped the coloured square as small sparks shot out.
What? Why it do that? Picking it up again she made the sparks again but this time didn’t drop the coloured square. pretty sparks she flicked the wheel a little stronger this time and a small flame popped up “Fire!” . Slowly she let go of the wheel till the flame went out and tried it again.
“Fire come back!” she grinned and showed the boy. “My fire” she proclaimed pointing at herself with her free hand.

"Back in bag fire and funny rock and clack" she decided, popping the fire square and holding the bag out so Boy could put the funny rock back.

If he steal I club. Bam on head. Bam bam

The sudden chirping of Gemma’s cell phone and Jorge knew that she was going to excuse herself. He smiled as he watched her, head off and stayed in their place in line. Her kids were important to her and she had told him once before that whenever they called she usually picked up to answer. He was glad for it. It must have been hard for them to be so far away, literally on the other side of the country. Still though, at least Gemma was always in good spirits when she spoke to them.

He sighed as he glanced back to the line and saw that he was getting closer to the refreshments. The smell of lemonade and hotdogs (or better known as Newt Eye Juice and Severed Fingers here for the party), pervaded his senses and started to make his stomach grumble. It was then that he released he had not eaten lunch today but those thoughts were quickly halted as a scream tore through the air.

“What is that?!”

Jorge glanced up and saw this huge web of flickering white energy and rolled over like a fog across the park. Immediately he saw the panic on people’s faces when they spied it. He made to run, his cop instinct’s taking over as he tried to yell out and direct people out of the way. But his voice was caught in his throat the second a wave of the beautiful white light washed over him.

Then everything went blank.

Seconds passed…then almost a minute before he blinked his eyes. He found himself staring up at a sky, a sky that was unfamiliar. Another few seconds passed before he found the will to move his fingers and clench an odd object in his hand. He glanced down and saw a familiar shape, but one that felt different. It was light and felt hollow. It did not brim with the power that it normally should so he let it drop. The false trident lay feebly upon the grass as he finally turned his head to look about.

Demons, monsters, fiends and beasts stood all around, all blinking up at the large sky above. He could only grind his teeth as he glanced back and forth, eyes focusing on the flash of red and yellow lights. Fire’s maybe? Small ones all lined up into patterns? That could mean only one thing.

He shook with rage as he turned and shouted off into the dark.

“Zeus! You treacherous fiend! How dare you trick me into the pits of Tartarus! By our mother’s breath I, Poseidon, will find you and make you pay for this insult!” The god, the lord of the oceans, the bringer of earthquakes, growled as he stormed off, pushed past the disgusting creatures and dead souls in search for anyone, anything that could lead him out of here. All the while he yelled curses at Zeus, strong enough that made the water from various cups which lay about shudder in his wake.

Hotstuff! I mean Kate.Cool costume. Oh I’m being rude this is my Date Lance. He’s from the Mansion. Lance this Kate. So you here with breadboy? He didn’t ditch your ass did he? ‘coz if he did I will tell on him about how yesterday was all his fault.

Kate chucked at the remembrance of yesterday. Kate missed half of the day and yet it was still wonderfully entertaining. For the first time she actually got to use her mutation for something useful.

Pleasure to meet you, Kate.

"You as well." Kate smiled and curtsied a little bit for an unknown reason.

Hey what the f#%ck is that?

Kate turned to look in the direction Faye pointed and saw a bright white light. She squinted and diverted her eyes at once, closing them off to the blinding light. She stood there frozen with her hand over her eyes, which were shut tightly, her face pressed to her shoulder.

Alice blinked her eyes open, still holding her hand over them, and peered through the cracks in her fingers. What she saw through them was not at all the English garden party she remembered. She looked up slowly, lowering her hand to her side as she did so. What was going on? She was now surrounded by all kinds of horrors. There were witches, daemons, monsters, and... literary and historical figures? Alice's eyes were wide with confusion. She had dreamed some weird things in her life but this really took the cake. This was nothing like her normal dreams. It was far less fantastical and far more horrible.

Forgive my asking but can you tell me the name of this planet? And from what civilization do you come from?

Alice turn at the sound of a voice behind her, "Excuse me what do you mean Planet?"

The man who had asked the aforementioned question was dressed very oddly in Alice's opinion. She looked him up and down as if there was something wrong with him. This was all very peculiar, but before she could ask the obvious question she heard something from next to the him.

Boy!

Alice looked over to see a even more oddly dressed individual. The woman seemed to be wearing nothing at all. Alice could feel the cold air through her jacket and wondered how this woman was not freezing to death. All she seemed to be wearing was a bikini.

Alice watched as the woman proceeded to dump some kind of drink all over herself and then demand more before pointing right at Alice.

Who?

"My name is Alice." Alice waited for a response that never came. Instead there was a buzzing from the girl's bag and she started digging through it. Alice watched as the woman pulled object after object out of the bag trying to eat half of it until she got to the lighter. For some reason she was terrible fascinated with the fire it produced.

"Very interesting." Alice was fascinated about what was going on. It was all too impossible.

Little did she know it was just about to get weirder. No sooner did she make her little comment that she turned her head and saw what she could only assume was Poseidon go marching past cursing Zeus.

"Curiouser and Curiouser."

People were acting crazy all around. Some of them who were dressed as monsters acted like monsters; other ran, suddenly scared of costumes; she'd even seen a guy dressed as a ghost who was trying to walk through a wall. He failed. Several times.

Gemma frowned as she looked around, reaching for familiar faces. People stopped, looking confused, when she walked past them; she didn't have time to stop and talk to everyone. Something was wrong in the park; she needed to find the kids.

She found them.

"Thank God" she muttered as she walked up to them "Are you all...."

No, they were not all right.

"Put that thing down." she snapped at Faye; she didn't look like herself. She was also dripping... beer? She'd have a talk with her about that later. Walking up to the girl, she grabbed her wrist with one hand, and took the lighter from her with the other. "What the heck is going on?" she demanded to know, looking at the other two. They did look confused. "And where did Jorge...."

Someone was shouting in the crowd in a familiar, and very loud voice. Cursing Zeus.

"... oh boy."

”Excuse me, what do you mean Planet?”

Anakin reflexively dropped to a defensive stance, activating his light-saber, as he spun towards the source of the voice.

Another female, in a blue dress, stood there curiously looking at him. How the female could’ve appeared behind Anakin without him noticing, baffled the young Jedi.

”You heard me, what is the name of this planet?” Anakin glanced around to indicate what “planet” he was referring to. His voice was kind of demanding bordering on arrogant. He wasn’t too happy that someone had managed to bypass his martial training and positioned herself behind him.

A series of pokes from the scantily dressed female behind him drew a cursory glance from the Jedi. She had managed to splatter him with some of the smelly stuff from the cup she held. What in Curoscant is that smell?

”Boy!”

Well at least the female had the basic concepts of gender.

The female drank the smelly liquid, dribbling most of it on herself.

Anakin was at a loss on how to deal with a being that only converse with single words. He can only hope that the entire planet was not inhabited by beings such as the woman before him... well, unless they are other women just like the one before him.

Such thoughts are unbecoming for one such as you, Padawan. a mysterious voice sounded in his mind.

”Who?”

The female pointed towards the direction of the other woman. Drawing Anakin’s attention back to the other female.

”My name is Alice.”

Good... at least this Alice can speak a decent civilized language.

Before Anakin can ask further questions from Alice, a buzzing sound coming from the barbarian drew his attention back to her.

The barbarian held a shiny metallic object that seemed to be the source of the buzzing sound. Anakin’s eyes lit up. A communicator!

”Boy.”

The barbarian was offering him the communicator.

Anakin eagerly grabbed the communicator, looking it over to find a way to make it work. Through some force of luck, the Jedi was able to flick the device open. He was met by a screen and a series of buttons with glyphs written on them. A few more seconds of unsuccessfully making the device work, made Anakin want to throw it away in sheer frustration. ”Damn, primitive technology!” The barbarian, however, held out her open pouch towards him. Looking at the open pouch and the communicator, Anakin felt that she wanted her device back. The Jedi flicked the communicator closed and dumped it into the pouch.

Other movements around them began to draw the Jedi’s attention.

A mishmash of aliens running around in total confusion, while white clad jesters cackling madly, were chasing after some of them.

An elderly being, robed in white and green, passed-by obviously angry and cursing someone named Zeus.

And another female, this time garbed luxurious silk, adorned with golden jewelries and wearing a golden headdress approached their location.

”Thank God. Are you all....”

The new arrival stopped mid-sentence and looked at them curiously.

She suddenly turned her attention to the barbarian playing with the fire.

”Put that thing down. What the heck is going on? And where did Jorge... oh boy.”

The woman was angry. Her tone was commanding. And coupled with her luxurious attire, Anakin surmised that she must be a queen, or at least a member of royalty, from one of the civilizations on the planet.

Deactivating his light-saber, Anakin made a slight bow towards the monarch. ”If I may interrupt you for a moment, majesty.” The young Jedi straightened up and looked directly at the queen. ”I have tried to ask your two subjects here...” he paused, glancing towards Alice and the barbarian. ”For the name of this planet. But for some reason they are either unable, or refuses, to answer my question. I hope that you will be to satisfy my curious mind with the identity of this planet?” The look he gave the queen was serious. Anakin had grown tired of the shenanigans of the barbarian and the seeming indifference of Alice.

>>>"Put that thing down."

Faye glanced up from the pretty fire to a woman with skin the colour of night and shiny prettys around her neck walked up and took her fire square out of her hands.
"NO! Mine! Give!" she shouted, holding open her outstretched hand towards the woman.
"Give!" she shouted again as the woman ignored her as listened to the boy. "No! boy mine" . she scrambled over and grasped hold of the boys sleeve as if afraid the woman would take him too. "Boy Mine!"

They didn’t seem to be paying attention to her and she didn’t like that.
"Look!" she shouted, pointing at herself.
why no like Faye?
Exacerbated she let go of boys sleeve and looked around herself "Too quiet" she whispered, wrinkling her nose as she swallowed as a reflex to clear her ears.
Reaching over she shoved the container next to her over with the end of her club; its contents spilling out over the ground in a cacophony of smashing glass. fun! Grinning she pushed over the remaining two bins and looked around for other stuff to wreck. There wasn't anything. She'd smashed it all.

Bored! oh girl! she play with Faye
She turned and looked over at the girl.
She waved then scowled what that? she pointed behind the girl as something ran at them.
It ran like a man but with a shambling gait and seemed to gibber and froth at the mouth.

It was running at girls back! No! Faye protect

She screamed a warcry and ran headlong at the gibbering thing, accidently bumping into the girl as she pushed passed her.

Faye brought her club round in a high arc smashing into the side of the gibbering things head sending it crashing to the ground in a spray of dust. Before it could get up Faye smacked her club onto its head again with such force that the hollow plastic club shattered. Eyeing it warily she prodded it with her foot.

No move? Dead?

She grinned, dropping the remains of her club, punching both her arms up and shouting a victory cry at the sky!

The angry god of the oceans simply growled as he continued to storm off in search of any means of help. So far the creatures around him were coming out of their daze and many seemed to be just plain lost and confused. He wanted as one scantily clad woman ran in fear away from a pair of men dressed in furs and carrying wooden clubs. He shook his head as the indignant primitive humans and continued on. There had to be a way out of this pit, but where? Poseidon shook his head, sending his long, snow white hair dancing from side to side as he took in his situation.

He felt powered down, separated from his realm of the ocean, though water was still abound. He could feel it, flowing everywhere underneath him and trapped in odd, small clear jugs that were either strewn about the ground or sat on abandoned stalls. Poseidon, curious that he could still feel water in Tartarus mused on this thought as he continued on his search for help…

…that is until a group of about five humans, all dressed oddly in leather and coarse blue pants jumped out.

“What is the meaning of this?!” Poseidon shouted as he glared between them.

One human, with his hair that looked shiny and pulled up into a wave, snapped his fingers and pointed in an indignant way at the Lord of the Oceans. He casually slipped a cigarette into his mouth and snapped his fingers in what seemed like a rhythmic beat.

“Yo pops! You a Jet…or a low-like Shark?”

The Ocean God stared at humans in anger. How dare they address him in such a manner! Did they know the wrath of a god such as him?

“Sharks are creatures of my realm! How dare you address me with such strange garb and speech. What do you want? Who are you?”

The lead man grinned a cocky grin and continued to snap his fingers. Soon the rest of the of his group started to snap their fingers to the same beat. Poseidon could only watch their odd behavior in a quiet awe, his anger quelling just a little at their ridiculous attire and motions. Then, they did the most surprising thing of all…they performed ballet! Each of the members were in perfect sync with the other danced, flailing out a leg, snapping fingers in beat and trying to look menacing at the same time. The ocean god slowly started to rumble with laughter until the lead man began to sing.

“When you're a Jet,
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin' day…!”

Their song continued to Poseidon’s amusement until one of the youths pulled out small, strange looking item. It was no bigger than the length of a hand…that is until he pushed a button on its surface. Instantly a small blade appeared, as if by magic. He watched as each of the men did the same and brandished their small swords.

“Then you are set
With a capital J,
Which you'll never forget
Till they cart you away.
When you're a Jet,
You stay a Jet!”

The lead man finally stopped, exasperated and pointed his blade at the god.

“That’s who we are, old man!” he said at last. “And since you’re a Shark sympathizer, I’m afraid we gotta show you who’s boss!”

Poseidon glowered at each of them as they began to advance. He was no longer amused by their antics and simply wished them out of his way. He felt out with his senses and called to the waters that sat around. With a sudden out stretch of his hand, Poseidon roared as he water from everywhere around, bottles, broken pipes, sprinkler heads erupted swiftly appeared to his summons. He glared at the shocked men in front of him and cracked only a small grin.

“No one insults Poseidon in such a way. NO ONE!” he suddenly shot out both his hands and grinned as water shot forward, striking each man hard across the face. He maintained the flow of water on them, forcing it over their noses and mouths. They each struggled in panic as their precious oxygen was cut off until finally….they stopped flailing.

The Ocean God then released his command on the waters and watched as it fell around him as if it were localized rain. He raised a brow at the fallen men briefly before he continued on, walking past their fallen bodies. He cared not whether they were alive or simply unconscious. He did not stop to check. Instead he continued on, vengeance burning in his heart to find Zeus.

If I may interrupt you for a moment, majesty. I have tried to ask your two subjects here... For the name of this planet. But for some reason they are either unable, or refuses, to answer my question. I hope that you will be to satisfy my curious mind with the identity of this planet?

Alice rolled her eyes knowing he was talking about her when he had said refused. She had done no such thing. She had simply been confused by his question. What did he mean what planet was this? It was a dream and as such she had no idea what planet they were on. Is a dream world really considered another planet. Alice pondered this, not even noticing the man coming up behind her until the scantily clad woman came rushing past her.

Alice turned to see her beat the man unconscious with her plastic club causing it to shatter on his head. Alice looked at the girl with a mixture of confusion and awe. She really wasn't sure what to think.

Before she could collect her thoughts Alice saw a white streak go rushing past. She turned her head just in time to see...

"Is that a rabbit in a waist coat?"

Alice had no choice but to follow the thing. It was all to peculiar to ignore.

Alice pushed her way through the crowd following the rabbit as it weaved through the lines of stalls looking at it's pocket watch every 2 minutes.

Faye was behaving like a two-year-old. Gemma was used to dealing with small kids; she was just not used to her teegae student suddenly turning into one. She let go of Faye's hand as she skittered over to Lance. At least they didn't turn on each other...
Yet.

>>”If I may interrupt you for a moment, majesty. I have tried to ask your two subjects here... For the name of this planet. But for some reason they are either unable, or refuses, to answer my question. I hope that you will be to satisfy my curious mind with the identity of this planet?”

Mama T's eyes narrowed as she glared at the boy, looking for a hint, any sign of mischief, or at least a blink that would have given the joke away. Nope. He seemed dead serious. So did all the other people, for that matter. They all behaved... like their costumes?

For example, Faye just clubbed someone unconscious.
And Kate ran off, chasing a white rabbit.

Think, Gemma. Think.

Question: Why is all this not affecting me? I should be running around looking for an appropriate poison snake to huggle.
Answer: I am an adapted. And they are...
... affected by a mutation?

Gemma whipped around, grabbing Lance by the sleeve before he could think of running away.

"The name of the planet is Earth, Master Jedi, and we need your help. Someone is playing with the minds of these people, and I need to find who that is. These two girls, they are very important. Your need to keep them safe. Both of them. Can you do that for me? You are the only one I can trust. Thank you." she nodded to him before she gathered up her skirt and looked around. She glanced back at the Asian Jedi one last time. "Try not to kill anyone."

****

>>“No one insults Poseidon in such a way. NO ONE!”

"JORGE CERVANTES!"

The voice was sharp, and carried a tone that made the most hardened criminals whimper and cower in fear. Cleopatra stood in front of the God of Oceans, hands on her hips, looking mighty pissed.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

The guys on the ground were not dead. She'd checked. Thank God. Whenever the craziness was over, Gemma was sure Jorge would be devastated to find out he'd killed someone with his powers.

She stood in front of him, making sure her aura cancelled his powers, and hoping it would cancel anything else that was affecting him. Staring at his face, she tried to look as confident as possible.
In case it didn't work.

The barbarian threw a fit when the queen took the fire device from her. She then scrambled over towards Anakin, grabbing the sleeve of the young jedi. Turning towards her queen, the barbarian defiantly muttered something that shocked the jedi.

”Boy Mine!”

It took a great deal of self control from Anakin to stay his hand from striking down the barbarian. I am no one’s property! he angrily thought.

The barbarian then tipped over the container near her scattering its contents on the ground. Not content with her childish action, she then proceeded to tip over the other two containers.

Then, looking towards Alice, the barbarian uttered what could only be a war cry. Anakin quickly looked towards her direction, but she was already running towards Alice. The jedi activated his light-saber fully believing that the barbarian had completely gone berserk on them. It was then that he noticed the gibbering monstrosity approaching from behind Alice. The barbarian had seen it first and flew into action. Apparently, she can stand her ground on a fight as she was able to quickly take the creature down. A few seconds of frenzied pummeling and the gibbering thing was no longer moving.

The barbarian let out a cry of triumph, raising both her fists into the sky. Anakin sneered at the barbarian’s action. Such an act truly marks her as primitive... something not worth his attention.

A hand grabbing his sleeve drew the jedi’s attention back towards the unnamed queen.

“The name of the planet is Earth, Master Jedi, and we need your help.”

Earth? Where is Earth? Anakin could not remember a planet within the colonies named Earth. But they needed his help... there was no refusing a planet seeking a jedi’s help. He wanted to get more information from the queen but she kept on talking.

“Someone is playing with the minds of these people, and I need to find who that is.”

The title Sith Lord quickly came to the jedi’s mind. Those monstrosities will really not stop until they have subjugated the entire galaxy. Anakin felt his temper rose at the thought. The queen’s last statement elicited a curious look from the jedi. If the being responsible for this mayhem was indeed a Sith Lord, then the queen will be no match for it. How can she hope to find, let alone stop, the Sith Lord? She’s not even a jedi...

Anakin wanted to volunteer for that quest, but her majesty suddenly issued a command for the young jedi.

“These two girls, they are very important. Your need to keep them safe. Both of them. Can you do that for me? You are the only one I can trust. Thank you.”

WHAT! Anakin could not believe that the queen wanted him to babysit the barbarian and Alice. He was a jedi! And the best task her majesty could give him was to babysit two of her subjects.

The order did not sit well with Anakin, but that was a royal command. And before he can argue, the queen had her attention at other things. Before she left him, the queen issued one final command.

“Try not to kill anyone.”

Only if they get in my way. the jedi mentally replied to the queen’s command, a sneer crossing his lips.

No sooner had the queen left them when Anakin’s attention was drawn towards Alice...

”Is that a rabbit in a waist coat?”

And Alice was off, chasing after the rabbit that she saw.

”Hey! Come back here!” Anakin shouted after the fleeing woman. Ah, great!

Grabbing the barbarian’s arm, Anakin chased after Alice... shouldering his way through the crazy crowd with the barbarian in tow.

Faye scanned the darkness for more of the gibbering creatures but it appeared that they had been cowed by her frenzied mauling of one of their number.
She bared her teeth and a warning snarl escaped her lips, it said very simply Just Try It.

She looked down at the splintered remains of her club that lay about her, she needed a new weapon if there was more of these things lurking out there.
Looking around she saw what she needed lying among the spilt trash. It was made of a thin piece of wood and topped with a bushy mass that felt like dry reeds as she ran it over her face, sneezing as it tickled her nose.
“Heh soft. No good” she held the object horizontally and brought it down over her knee snapping the bushy mass off the end.

She cried out as she rummaged through the spilt trash as her inquisitive fingers found the next piece she needed. Drawing them back she watched the blood drip from the small cut on her index finger “Ow! Sharp!” she showed the bleeding tip to those that looked then slowly lowered her hands back to where she had been cut where was sharp? There! Mine Faye closed her fingers around it and pulled it out from the trash pile and looked at it.
The piece of green broken bottle glass reflected the lights of the still running rides and the wide eyes of those trapped upon them. It was as long as her hand and its edge was jagged, here and there ruby droplets of her blood remain sitting upon it their redness contrasting with the vivid green of the bottle.

“Now need rope” but try as she might Faye couldn’t find anything to tie the broken glass to her broken broom handle.
She dropped onto the ground in a huff pouting as she ran her fingers through her skirt no rope, Faye Sad. Wait what this? she asked herself as her fingers found the fishnet tights she was wearing.
“It little ropes!” she cried out grinning as she looked at the people around her “My legs has little ropes on them!

Carefully she took the broken glass and cut a section away from her legs “Ha, like little net for little fishies" she grinned at her wit as she tied the glass to the broken broom handle with lots of little knots so it wouldn’t come off.
She stood up and held her newly made spear next to her to check its hight, Just shorter than her shoulder Good, just long enough

So distracted with her newly made spear MINE! she didn’t hear the Girl shout out or Boy call after her. The first she knew of what was happening was when Boy grabbed her hand and dragged her along behind him as he ran after Girl.
“Where we run?" she asked, not that it mattered. She was having fun. She had a new weapon and she was touching the Boy.

She smiled Boy mine .

>> "JORGE CERVANTES!"

Poseidon turned around and watched as a mortal woman, dressed in a garb that could only denote royalty walked towards him, knelt to check his fallen foes, then stood defiantly in front of him. He had no idea what those strange words she had just said meant and instead was about to turn away from her, disregarding her as just another one of these long dead souls in Tartarus. If Hades put her, she was here to suffer for a reason, a reason he cared absolutely nothing about. He turned his back and was about to walk off again when she called out again.

>> "What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

“Do these creatures and dead souls not realize who I am?! he shouted as he snapped back around and walked towards her . “You, lower being, will not address me with such a voice!”

He stopped in front of her and looked her over once more. She was certainly richly dressed. Her jewels sparkled, her clothing was exquisite. She must indeed be royalty of the highest caliber, but not from his realm. No, she must be from one of the neighboring countries. Her skin and hair were darker than most he had witnessed before. But he stood there looking her over, he immediately felt a familiar passion overtake him. He gave her a grin as he stepped closer.

“Indeed, you have a fiery voice, but your beauty far more outstanding,” he said as he started to walk around her, eyes roaming over her from every angle. “Tell me, mortal, would you have the affections of a god? I could show you wonders no mortal has ever seen. The coral gardens deep beneath the Aegean...the undersea volcanic vents….creatures which you mortals have long since forgotten but exist, deep in hiding in my realms...”

He smiled as he once more came to a stop in front of her and regarded her closely. He could see that she was definitely a fiery one, but he could tame such a creature. After all, what god does not like the conquest of having a mortal king’s spouse? Arms crossed over his chest, he leaned over and whispered to her in a none too subtle way.

“I could commission Apollo to write and epic poem immortalizing your tantalizing mahogany skin, your deep fierce eyes, and your ichor stained lips” he said then reached over an grabbed her hip tightly to pull her close. “What say you, mortal queen? Will you be mine?”