The large, grey building where several illicit meetings have and will continue to occur. Perfect for incognito shimmering, blinking, orbing et cetera, the mausoleum is the number one place to meet. It also has the added bonus of, if you're evil, nobody being able to track you.

:: Prieto shimmers in, and immediatly falls on the ground ::

"So much for the power training....Where am I?"

:: Seeing there is no trees, wich is pretty strange when you think you're in a forest, Prieto gets up in a sitting position ::

:: After Prieto has 'recovered', she looks out of her hiding place ::

(Great. Alice fell down to Wonderland, and I'm stuck in a Mausoleum)

:: She sits with her knees up to her chin and closes her eyes tightly ::

(Damn its cold here....Shimmer home Prieto...now some wacky place again. Shimmer...homehomehomehome)

:: Prieto concentrades hard and shimmers to Her Apartment::

:: Walks in and waits for Marc. ::

"I know he'll come, he's to goody-goody not to."

::appears in the Masaleum and walks over to Sam::

"Okay, I'm here. What now?"

:: Smiles. Grabs Marc's hand and puts the other one on the Mausoleum. ::

"We need to focus our psychic energies on the Mausoleum and concentrate on summoning the spirit."

:: Begins to concentrate. ::

::does the same thing Sam does, hoping to summon the spirit of Sam's grandmother::

::A ghost whispers from one of the plots.::

"Why am I being summoned?"

:: Without braking concentration, Sam answers. ::

"I summon thee to ask a question. One only a spirit such as yourself could answer."

::The ghost takes on the form of a young boy, around eleven or twelve, dressed in typical Victorian school uniform. He floats onto the ground and looks up at Sam calmly but curiously.::

"Well? Speak!"

:: Looks up and smiles. ::

"I'm Sam, I work for the Source. I need a way to the Underworld. I'll gladly offer you this..."

:: Points at Marc. ::

"...witch to posses in exchange for the information."

:: Sam, knowing hearing this will make Marc leave, grabs a loose brick from the wall, silently, and knocks Marc over the head with it, repeatitly. ::

"Hey, what's...."

::gets hit on the head by the brick and falls to his knees. after the second blow, Marc can feel himself start to lose conciousness. he manages to phase through the third hit, but by then it's to late. he falls to the floor, knocked out, and bleeding::

::Staring at Marc's unmoving body on the ground, the ghost boy laughs shortly.::

"Ha! You think I want that? Dear, oh dear, you warlocks are all the same. Always thinking everybody else follows your greed. If I was to accept your offering, you do know that his life force alone is not enough to resuscitate me, do you not? That I need someone with real power to bring me to life."

::The ghost turns and walks away, but looks over his shoulder.::

"Not that you'd care about my resurrection, or the bounty that would come with it."

::Floating into the air, the ghost begins to mist, its body becoming hazy. It raises a hand and points towards the Fallen Angel Statue.::

"That way will take you to The Underworld."

::Before the ghost disappears into the ground, it pauses, and the head of the boy appears.::

"Leave the witch with me."

"What do you want the witch for if..."

(Damn it, if he's not going to use him, I want his power! But if don't want to piss off this ghost, I'll just have to come back when I'm better equiped for the challenge.)

:: Sam walks out of the mausoleum, and towards the Fallen Angel Statue. ::

::Just as the head of the ghost boy is entering the ground, it blows a small gust of chilling wind over Marc, presumably to rouse the witch from slumber.::

"Awaken..."

::The ghost whispers, as it sinks into the ground, disappearing.::

::Marc slowly opens his eyes and looks around::

"Aw, man, what happened? Where am I?"

::gets up and looks around the masoleum::

"My head is pounding...and I'm a little cold. I'm outta here."

::Marc 'thinks happy thoughts' and phases through the nearset wall of the mausolem, and without even turning to look back at the cemetary, he heads over to the Forest::

::Kellan blinks in and immediately sets to tying and chaining Piper to one of the large stone columns therein. When he finishes, he inserts the ball gag in her mouth and buckles it tightly (but not too tightly) around the back of her head. Satisfied with the security of the job, he stands and prepares to leave, but not before catching a glimse of the tearful eyes::

(No. I'm evil. She's annoying. This is the natural way of things.)

"I'm sorry it's come to this, love. Sadly, you just pissed me off one too many times. Once even literaly. You've been a very bad girl and now you must face the consequences. I'm sure someone will be along soon enough to sort you out. One way or another. Cheerio witch brat."

::With that, Kellan blinks back to his penthouse::

::Carys walks into the Mausoleum and looks around her::

(This place is really something.)

::She wanders around, and sees Piper tied against one of the columns::

"Shit! What's going on?"

::Carys glances around her quickly to check there's no-one else there, and then runs forward and kneels down next to Piper::

"Are you ok? What happened?"

(I just hope this isn't some demon child...)

::Carys reaches out and removes the ball gag from Piper's mouth, tossing it onto the floor::

"It'll be ok, just hold on..."

::She struggles with the chains and ropes, trying to free Piper::

(I really really really hope this isn't some demon child.)

::Slowly walking into the Mausoleum, Lirie tightens her grip around a hilt of an athame, still hidden in the bag. Hearing the voice of the young woman, she approaches to its' direction. Finally seeing Carys and the little Piper all tied up with chains and ropes, Lirie cocks an eyebrow. Split of a second before screaming so loud it could probably awaken the dead, Lirie notices that Carys unties the girl::

"What the... hryak? Whop would tie a child in the Mausoleum?"

::She hurries over to Carys' side, helping her to untie Piper::

::Patience walks in to see Carys and Lirie untieing the squirming Piper.::

(Oh my god...what evil son of a bitch would tie up a helpless little child in a fucking graveyard!?)

"Lirie...who's your friend...and do yall want some help?"

::Patience dose't wait for a response as she gets down on her knees and cuts the child's bindings with her athamae. She looks down at the tear stained face and pulls out a hankerchief she had in her purse and wipes the girl's face.::

"Its ok sweetheart...your safe now...I promise we won't let anybody hurt you."

::Carys turns to look at Lirie, before tugging more at the chains::

"I don't know, I just came in and found her here. She's just a kid...and I can't get these damn chains off."

(I should stop swearing...stupid chains.)

"Do you have anything...like a key?"

::Carys looks at Piper, concern written all over her face::

"What's your name?"

::Patience takes out a hair pin that she also kept in her purse for emergencies...hair or otherwise. She grabbed the lock and figited with the berings until she heard the click that told her that she was successful. She continued this until every chain holding the child was unlocked.::

(And again my ex comes in handy)

::Patience notices Carys and Lirie giving her questioning looks.::

"What?"

::She asked innocently as she turned to the little girl.::

"Yes honey, she's right...tell us your name so we can get you back to your parents."

(Unless of course her parents are demons...in that case well kill them...)

::Lirie glances at Patience, smiling brightly::

"We have to stop meeting like this. My name is Lirie... and this is Patience..."

::She smiles at Carys, then turns to her bag, digging in. Finding a package of freshly baught candy, Lirie opens it offers some to Piper::

"Don't be afraid, precious... who are your parents? Do you know where is your home? Why don't you tells us and we will get you home, huh? Does home sounds like fun?"

(She's gonna cry again, I just know it. She will burst into tears and it'll be my fault. Please smile, precious...)

::Carys smiles back at Lirie and Patience::

"Hi, I'm Carys."

::She reaches up and places a comforting hand on Piper's shoulder::

"Maybe we should take her to the police...unless either of you think that some other people could help us?"

::Carys raises her eyebrows, hoping they'll understand her question::

(Are they witches or not? They're gonna think I'm crazy...'other people'. Idiot.)

::Lirie smiles at Carys again::

"Police...? Umm... I'm not that fond of that place, but... other people? Like who?"

(All this smiling is getting creepy.)

"Well...um..."

(Damn...how am I supposed to say this? Why isn't there some sort of code? I don't wanna sound like a lunatic.)

"Wait a second, why were the two of you roaming the cemetary anyway? What could you possibly have to do here?"

"Well I was feeling kinda sick to my stomach...and I wanted some air...so I stumbled in here. And you can't be suspicious of us...you were here too."

::Patience cocks an eyebrow.::

"Now as for these certian people...what do you mean...and there is nothing you can say that will freak us out...so just goahead and tell us what you mean."

::Patience notices that the little girl looks like she is about to cry. So she sits down on the floor next to her and pulls the little girl into her lap.::

"Oh sweetie don't cry...everything is gonna be ok."

::Piper begins to cry even more and then scratches Patience in the face, trying to claw her way to safety::

"Mommy told me not to talk to strangers. And and you're all strange!"

::She gets off Patience's lap and runs out of the Mausoleum::

::Carys jumps up in shock, almost falling over backwards::

"Shit! Come on we've gotta go and find her, a little girl like that on her own in a cemetary, anything could happen to her!"

::Carys runs out of the Mausoleum after Piper, pulling Lirie and Patience with her into the cemetary::

::Patience holds her face and allows herself to be pulled to the cemetary.::

(Owww...hmm...I'm starting to see why someone tied her up.)

(Meep! Yo, that girl can run...)

::Lirie follows the others into the cemetary::

:: Moony walks in and looks around. ::

(Ooo, seedy.)

:: She leans against one of the walls and looks around as she thinks over what she has planned. ::

::Pushing the door open, Demerous carefully looks inside.::

(No apparent danger…)

::He quietly steps inside and gently closes the door.::

(Ugh, what am I even doing here… she probably came here to be alone…)

”Yes but she was quite attractive”

(Shit… Shut up)

::Demerous walks towards the middle of the building, eyeing the surroundings.::

:: Moony straightens up on hearing the door to the mausoleum opening. She narrows her eyes as Demerous' voice echos down to where she is. Pushing away from the wall, she creeps forward and crouches behind one of the large tombstones. ::

(It better not be one of those idiots. I do not need a visit from any of them.)

::Demerous notices a faint noise and spins around to where it’s coming from.::

(A rat…?)

”Hey… anyone here…?"

(Maybe she left…)

::After a minute or so staring in the direction of the noise, he takes his eyes off it.::

(Damn…)

::Demerous cracks his neck and continues to explore the building.::

(No point in running off too soon, it could be useful to know the in's and out's of this place)

:: Moony watches Demerous as he walks past her. She then pulls herself up onto the top of the tombstone and sits looking at him. ::

"Unusual. Taking a stroll around a mausoleum."

::Startled, Demerous continues looking at a tombstone with his back to Moony.::

“Yes, ‘tis, what’s your excuse?”

:: Moony hops off of the tombstone, but does not make a move forward. ::

"I was here first, so I ask the questions."

(I think a signature approach is in order.)

:: She looks him over. ::

"Tell me, what's a fine specimen like yourself, doing in a place like this?"

::Demerous turns around to see Moony looking him over.::

(Haha, I was thinking about using that line on you…)

”What am I doing here…?”

::Demerous looks from side to side.::

”I was in the neighborhood…?”

(Ugh, I’m so cheesy)

::Demerous walks up to Moony.::

(Jokes aside, she is quite a fine specimen)

”I must get a turn now… Why are you here?”

:: Moony places her hands at her side in a relaxed position. ::

"I find that the mausoleum is a great place to think. Quiet. No one else around, most of the time."