All At The Halliwell Manor

Jp with mdman, Lorem, Redsword, Trustno1, Jaxx and Cindy

As they arrived back into the manor, The two illuminati agents, Sartre carrying Alyssa. said "Close and lock the damn door Miss Halliwell." Prue drinking coffee walked to the door, closing it with a wave of her hand just as she had first done twenty-six years ago. Sartre laid Alyssa, gently on the couch.

Sartre texted Kirsten Geary. Geary responded with "Way too many days playing online games for money in those Internet cafes in Seoul. Ciao Ciao.”

Agent Powers was unable to carry Alyssa since he was still carrying the young female that Choi rescued. After making it into the house he put the female on the couch to rest till it was decided on how to handle her. He then asked, “Are one of you guys going to deal with the damage control or do I have to make a phone call? If I do it will fix everything but at a high price. We also need to know what exactly happened back there and what happened to Alyssa.” Then he sighed before he gave a smoldering look.

"I'm already working on the damage control, I've already contacted the Council of Venice who handles these types of matters as well as contacting Kiersten Geary. We need to quietly wait here and see what we need to do. “

Sartre said," Wiping memories is not as easy as you think, we would need to transport whomever back to the labyrinth in New York. We could use in a Garth entrance if we could find one and travel underground, even so Arturo is not going to be very happy." A dressed Piper said "New York; that's where our half-sister Paige moved to eighteen years ago. She hangs out in cofee shops She said she was done with all this. Phoebe is still sleeping, I think we will want to talk to her.”

Agent Powers rolled his eyes up as he heard Geary’s name. He was not fond of the woman from his past experience and it was best if he avoided talking to her altogether. She didn’t like knowing that Max didn’t answer to her due to his father. Agent Powers then said, “If it’s Ms. Geary, don’t mention my name. We don’t get along.”

"I hope the Dragon realize that with all of these supernatural occurrences going on in the invasion of these unknown beings from the stars And their thoughts being manifested in the form of the filth as well as the interference of Angels, we don't have time to reignite the secret war. "Was Green Emerald not given a proper briefing, I tried to explain things when I met her." said Sartre.

Orr was at that precise moment Sung pulled up in the Suburban. Choi was in the very back, his sword drawn and ready, the two prisoners in the middle seats.

Choi marched the two into the mansion and awaited Sung. They had their hands tied behind their backs with zip ties.

“You can question them,” he said to Sartre. “I’ve some business to attend.”

Separating himself from the others, Choi texted Eun-Jo: At Halliwell. Please tell me you didn’t call the police. Somehow, with all his earlier dealings with Moon, Choi already knew the answer to that.

Alyssa started to come to, her mind was foggy and for a moment she thought she was back in the chasm, being tortured. "No, no more," she cried. Then she felt something soft underneath her, and the fog lifted. She saw Peter's face, but said nothing.

Agent Powers looked at Alyssa and said,”You’re safe now Alyssa. But I am not sure what happened back there.”

"I need you to remember what I tell you," Why this most recent encounter was staying in Alyssa's brain was beyond her but she was worried about forgetting it again. "It's already in bits and pieces. Something took me, I can't describe it. It wanted to keep me. Then it....it...." The memory was fading fast, but not before she got out. "It was torture....or it tortured me. I ...I...." gone, it was gone. "Is everyone alright?”

Choi listened to Alyssa’s tale. He swallowed hard. What Master Park had endured, Alyssa got just a little.

“I’m sorry you had to go through that,” Yeong said empathetically. “If this creature is what I think it is, it almost killed my Master. This is why I believe Gaia wants us to work together on this.”

He wanted to add the Dragons took full responsibility for what happened at the church. However, it would wait until Choi knew all the truth. He knew, but there was still hope Eun-Ji didn’t do it.

"We are fine Alyssa, just rest.” Sartre remarked.

Sung now back at the manor was working on the damage control at his end to arrange pick up of the suspects. Sung did overlook to make sure that everyone was ok. Sung took a deep breath and let it out slowly. he was wondering about Alyssa and her experience and wondered if they were in over their heads.

Sung phone vibrated again this time with a point on the map and orders to retrieve a person of interest, Charles Duane. Well, they found him thought Sung, and realized that it was underground. Being underground was never a good thing for Sung. Too many things can go wrong and nowhere to run normally. there was another entry point the address given. with all the information given.

Sung replied with acknowledgment and accepted. there was an additional message "play nice" is all it said. Sung understood what it meant.

To Yeong's words Alyssa could only shake her head, and utter a "thanks" she was convinced it was related to her father's disappearance. Since arriving in San Francisco everything had felt different. Things had been odd for years with her but this felt even odd for the odd.

Maybe, it was somehow all related. Maybe being so close to the Lei lines gave whatever it was easier access to her or changed the way it was doing things.

Agent Powers was worried about Alyssa since she looked shaken up. Sadly he lacked the skills to help her. It was frustrating for him to feel helpless when he couldn’t help the team. He sighed as he rubbed his bald head and neck. Then he asked, “So does anyone know what happened back there?”

"Max, could you get me some water?" Alyssa asked, then motioned to the girl that was laying on the other couch. She didn't know who the girl was but it looked like she had been through something. "Bring her a water as well. Thanks." Max had just looked so unsure of what to do.

Agent Powers nodded as he walked to the kitchen to grab several water bottles from the fridge and pantry. Then he returned to the room and gave one to the new girl and Alyssa before he put the rest on the coffee table for the others to grab from. He then took one bottle and opened it before taking a sip for himself. He sighed after looking around at the others. It was hard waiting for others to figure stuff out. He was used to mass destruction on his solo missions.

As Sartre looked to Alyssa only hoping at this point that she was getting good rest, a serious looking Phoebe entered dressed in casual business attire. "All this, none of this was supposed to happen, in 2006, I thought I saw the future, I had seen it so many times before, it wasn't just dropping plates, eventually I was able to push people away from moving cars before the cars would strike those that were unsuspecting. This bleakness was not the future I saw, Piper was supposed to have daughters and granddaughters, she was supposed to run a magic school out of this house." Phoebe continued. One of her granddaughter's is named Prudence. Phoebe paused and bit her lip for some reason.. "After Prue..... I believed in fate, "There is no predestination in this world, That would mean that we had no control over our lives How many of us in this room think that we were destined to be here? If you don't have free will then what is the purpose of living?" asked Sartre. He waited for a response from one of the people in the room. "The secret societies are powerful, but they are not as powerful as some think they are. What ever is there in the cosmos beyond the stars, is something of extreme power. Some would argue that everything is conditioned by the environment, by the material world. Some Marxists would argue that. They say economics is everything. You go to the store, purchase things you need, buy things you don't need to make yourself feel better for a little while. But what if of the environment didn't decide everything about you, what if there was no destiny and you had free will to making a choice you wanted away from any dogma or doctrine? Those products, do they have power over you then? Do you own your products, or do they own you? There is no destiny Phoebe, nothing is certain." said Sartre. He made his way over to Alyssa and took her hand. He noticed that he had received a text message from Yukko at the Council, they were aware of everything and the factions have been told to calm down. None of the faction leaders wanted to reignite the secret war during times these serious.

Choi walked over to the girl on the couch. What he had seen in the office was lewd. The man was about to rape her, he was certain.

“Are you okay?” he asked. “You are safe now. Can you tell us what happened to you?”

As Peter took her hand Alyssa's phone buzzed. It was a similar message from Cassini. The higher ups said to work together. Cassini was sending over more maps if the area. Alyssa clicked off her phone and sat up to drink some water, but let Peter keep his hand in hers. It was just a grounded feeling she needed right now.

Choi’s phone vibrated. It was a message from Moon.

[Acknowledged … on my way.].

Agent Powers sighed as he saw everyone getting a phone message. He was feeling a bit left out but then remembered not many people had his number to begin with. He sipped his water as he quietly listened to the others talk. Then low and behold his phone buzzed as he got a message. He pulled out his phone and looked to see who was sending him a message. At first he thought it might be a message from one of his game apps, but it was non other than his father texting him. He rolled his eyes up as he saw the message and felt annoyed. The message read, "Do Better!" Agent Powers was annoyed that his father was still keeping tabs on him and still looking down on him. Though he kept it to himself he did wish to get a compliment from his father after all this time. He wondered how many more missions he would have to complete before his father acknowledged him. It was heartbreaking so he quietly put his phone away and kept his thoughts to himself.

Sung knew that his message was a warning as well the last operation was a fiasco he could imagine the regional coordinator was saying in this office. Sung was sure it had profanity in her words. Sung sighed looking at Alyssa. he wanted the group to suffer some to remember that just happened and blamed himself a little too.

Sung stood up and walked over to Alyssa "Well I would say you have had enough young lady," remarked Sung with a smirk. "So I will help." Sung drew his sword taping it on the sheath of a medal ring noise that vibrated right through Alyssa. Sung spoke some words that made the sword blade runes glow. Alyssa could feel the mystic energy build in her as all her fatigue and pain faded from her mind and body. "you will be back to your normal self now. I heald you of any condition you might have had," said Sung as a drop of sweat ran down the side of his head. "now if you will excuse me I must meditate for a while," informed Sung with a bow then walked away.

"Thank you," Alyssa was grateful to Sung for the healing. She sat up completely as he left to go rest. She was feeling better. "Cassini was sending me more maps of the area. Including historical maps and ones of the catacombs. I'm not sure if they'll be of use but we have them.”

Alyssa, later I want to ask you want you saw. Anyone have any idea where Duane could have gone?" asked Sartre.

"I'll try to tell you," Alyssa didn't know what else she could tell him, but maybe something would linger.

Choi watched Master Sung separate from the others, saying he needed rest. He admired the older man. He hoped to tap some of his experience and energy.

“I’m glad you are back to yourself,” Yeong said to Alyssa..

He bowed to the Illuminati agents and said, “Excuse me,” then followed after Masrer Sung.

Finding him, Choi asked,, “Are you alright, Master Sung?”

Agent Powers drank more water from his water bottle as he was feeling a bit restless. He was not in his comfort zone and depended on others for skills he was lacking on. This was hard for him since he was not used to trusting others this much. He was in the dark on a lot of the mission and was to slow on catching on to a lot of the details they spoke of before him. However it was a weight off his shoulders when the older guy named Sung did some kind of magic to heal Alyssa. Then he gestured to Alyssa as he pointed at the new girl on the couch that they rescued earlier. He was hoping she could do something before they shared to many secrets in front of her.

Phoebe said. "I had a premonition, something ancient in the catacombs, the man you are looking for is there. Masks. Not and end, but a beginning.”

It would be a little easier to check info on her laptop but figured her phone would work, it was all tied together anyway.

The girl was 22, Clarissa Deright, a Berkley college student. Probably in San Francisco on a excursion of some sort. There was a missing person's inquiry about her with the police, Alyssa would let whoever was coming to get the girl (she assumed someone would call one if the agencies to take care of it and getting her back to where she should be).

"Are you hungry?" Alyssa asked Clarissa who responded in the affirmative. "Why don't you come with me into the kitchen then?"

Finding some sandwich fixings, she let the other woman make a sandwich while the two talked. Alyssa convinced Clarissa to call her friends and let them know she was alright. That would make things easier.

They eventually came back into the living room, after Clarissa ate. It was then Alyssa, gave info to Peter through the chip about who the girl was, and the phone call.

It was then on to the five cult members. All of them were from Louisiana or Florida. Interesting, as those two states didn't border each other. It left a few questions. She got the names of the cult members, ages, past crimes if any, anything else of use. She then transferred all the information to her main database to add to the information about the case. And she sent a copy to Cassini who would get it to the correct people.

An Uber pulled up to the house across the street from the Halliwell Manor. Eun-Ji calmly exited the vehicle after paying for the ride. She then proceeded to wait until the car had left before turning and making her way across the street.

She walked across the hand placed stones of the path leading through the front yard to the front porch. Eun-Ji paused at the door hearing multiple voices inside, it made her briefly wrinkle her nose followed by an extended sigh.

The door opened and Eun-Ji (illusion) elegantly entered the Manor. She stopped a few feet inside the establishment. She didn’t speak, but just stood contently in silence. The real Eun-Ji still remained outside the front door, her calculating mind taking a moment to collect her thoughts.

"Anyone know anything about the catacombs?" Sartre asked.

"I'm getting some maps sent, including those of the catacombs from a few different years." Alyssa said, it was about all she could do regarding that.

Agent Powers rubbed his neck as he listened to the smart people talking. Now granted he knew what a catacomb was and he himself has been in a few in the past while hunting people his father ordered him to. However he was also given a map and detailed instructions before his mission, so he never had to look for them on his own. If he did have to look for any underground hide out he would probably get lost trying to find them as well as getting lost trying to get out of them unless he had a map. So looked around at the others and did his best to stay out of their way.

"Max, can you do me a big favor and get my laptop from the van? Wait, the van is here right?" Alyssa realized she had been unconscious when they drove here, she assumed someone must have driven her van here, she hadn't checked.

The real Eun-Ji entered and stood near her identical self. She was simply observing what was going on, taking in the scene.

Agent Powers turned and gave Alyssa a smolder as he paused before saying, "Its cool. Its outside. Do you still need your laptop?" Agent Powers looked rather dashing and heroic as he gestured to Alyssa that he would help her get her laptop.

"Yes, everything should be in my black computer bag. Thanks." Alyssa responded. She noticed the two Eun-Jis and thought it odd that the woman was willing to do that in front of civilians but said nothing about it.

Agent Powers took the van keys and passed the two Eun-Jis to exit the house. He walked outside and opened the van door before looking for a black bag. After a little bit of searching he found the bag and looked inside to see the laptop. Once he took the bag he looked around and shut the van as he locked it. He had the keys in his hand and looked around before entering the house again. He passed the two Eun-Jis again and gave them a serious smolder and pause before he made his way to Alyssa with her van keys and black bag. He replied, "Oh yeah next time we are out we might want to get some air fresheners for your van. It's starting to smell like fast food in there." He gave her a smoldering grin.

"Thanks," Alyssa took the laptop and started getting it ready. She breathed a laugh at Max's comment. "Fast food doesn't make a great air freshener?" Alyssa joked. "But it's what I live on."