Days, Months, Years, How Time Has Passed?

Chaos laid motionless in his hospital bed, his eyes closed and hooked up to a life-support machine. The proclaimed Big Bad, one of the world's most deadly, legendary and recognizable super villains in history laying in his bed in a coma, his tentacles sprawling limply outside of his bed. In this particular moment, he looked positively nonthreatening for the first time ever. The mutant terror, the scourge of humankind seemed to be trapped deep within his own mind, not making even the slightest twitch to show he was even slowly recovering. He was trapped deep within his own mind, his memories all from the very beginning of his life all the way up to the moment where Pain knocked him into said coma. The memories replayed over and over in his mind, the memories of all the people he killed not sending even the slightest shiver of spine-tingling glee through his body.

She couldn't believe her ears when the news reached her. Though sure enough she had heard it. The news had come from a reliable source of info. So no reason to doubt that it was real. Stillt he skeptic within demanded that she find out what was true in the matter. It was an interesting matter to say the least. Yet it also brought her a most interesting oppurtunity at her hands. Something she had never even thought of having till now. Not too long ago she had heard that the supposed founder of S.C.A.R was taken down by Pain. Though what hit her the most was that he didn't kill Chaos. Why he didn't was a big mystery within itself. Yet Elena didn't waste time pondering on the whys. With little time to waste she gathered her things and made her way to the hospital.

She chose to dress more civilian. Wearing a pair of jeans ripped along the knees, and a graphic tee with a giant heart on the front. Making her way to the hospital at a quick pace. Though it didnt take long to get there. Before she knew it she was walking through the front door. Into the large lobby that smelled of chemicals. Mostly the ones that kept the place sanitary. Going up to the front desk witht he messanger bag at her side. Leaning up to the receptionist. "I'm looking for the room occupied by a Chaos ." She said with an innocent sounding tone. One she hadn't had to use in a while. The middle aged male at the desk gave her a sort of meek look. Like a deer caught in the headlights. Asking her what her relation was to him. Though Elena had prepared for this. "I'm a close friend of his. Could you point me to his room." He was entranced by her eyes. Caught in a sort of spell that she was weaving. Though no magic was needed to do this.

Eventually he just gave her the room number. As she walked down the hall to the room. Slowly opening it as she looked around it with eyes as red as her hair. Slowly walking in when she was sure no one was watching. Approaching the bed with caution. Watching the tentacles that layed splaying at his side. She had a few plans in store for the great villan. Wonderful plans that she actually thought of a while ago. Though they now just had the chance to be put into action. Elena chuckled to herself as she removed a few spell components. Prepping for a most wonderful ritual. Looking over the comatose mutant as she mused to herself. "Elena this will be your best work yet. Worthy of the most powerful witch."

Chaos's comatose body twitched slightly when Elena spoke up but it didn't make much movement aside from that. Chaos could barely hear her voice, though he couldn't recognize it. He was trapped in his more intimate and romantic memories of his time with an angel named Tenshi, the one who captured his heart. A few tears made it's way down his gruesome and terrifying face as he got to the memory of Tenshi telling him they were over. A few incoherent words came out of his mouth, words mumbled out like Tenshi, angel, beautiful, and sorry, though it was very low so Elena could miss it.

Elena layed out her components for the spell. Smiling and humming a tune as she did. Barely noticing the stray tears that made their way down the side of his face Focusing on what was at hand. She had a few things to do before the little spell could be performed. Making sure all the key components were there. Which due to her expert planning it was obviously all there. Everythiong was prepared on her end of things. She even had the perfect body for the subjigation ritual. If no one interrupted her, then she would have herself a new puppet for her own gain. So confident in her abilities she began the ritual. Chanting in a language that could only be roughly described as Irish. In a slowl steady pace that began to pick up in speed as she went along. When the ritual was half finished she pulled out a small knife. Sliding it across her finger alowing a few drips of blood to fall on Chaos's chest. Chanting even faster as the blood sizzled ,and turned to black curling smoke. It was now half done.

Chaos felt some strange sensation from the blood dripping on him, though it wasn't enough to drive him out of his coma. The mutant who's skull was almost crushed by Pain was completely unaware of what's going on. He did feel a slight chill of dread run down his spine as the ritual was halfway completed. He got to his memories of meeting Alruna and the memories of her leaving, causing his heart strings to be pulled on.

She contined on with the ritual. Feeling the power fo the magic coursing through her body. All in all it felt wonderful. This sudden rush of power she always felt when performing blood magic. So she continued the ritual till it came to the final words. Words that she spoke with a certain power that seemed impossible for her someone like her. A certain authority that seemed otherworldly. "Fodhlíthe seo i fuil ceangal orainn, agus ag an fhuil againn faoi cheangal. Mar sin, ordaímse é agus mar sin de Mote sé a bheith. With that she felt the ritual complete. Letting out a satisfied sigh as she moved a seat next tot he hospital bed. Looking over the unconcious body of the once deadly villan Chaos. Musing how he even got into this sort of state. Should've known not to play with Pain, unless he wished for somethign like this.

Chaos, deep within his coma, felt some compulsion to wake up. It was calling to him, ordering him, demanding him to wake up. On the machines, his heart rate started to increase as his body twisted around. Finally, after a few minutes of fidgeting, he sat up and his eyes shot open. The Big Bad looked very confused about why he was in the hospital. Suddenly, the memories came rushing back to him. The last thing he remembered was his one-time friend Pain hitting him in the head and nearly crushing his skull. "Urgh, I have a headache" he groaned out as he clutched his head.

She smiled pleased as Chaos stirred from his comatose state. Red eyes scanning the mutant as she sat legs crossed. Though what she would do next she hadn't really thought out yet. Still there was many ways she could go with this. First was talking with her new puppet. Though puppet wouldn't be the right phrase to use in a situation like this. Chaos would be one of her most useful tools so far. His powers she could sue for many nefarious schemes indeed."Well i'm pleased to see you've woken Chaos. You did take a nasty blow from Brock. Thought you would never wake up from something like that." She spoke in her pleasent sing song voice. Hands resting on her lap calmly. Waiting for a response of any kind.

He blinked his ghoulish eyes when he heard a voice talk to him. He looked around and noticed a beautiful redhead at his bedside. He looked at her with a weirded out expression, wondering why she was here. He felt that she looked familiar but couldn't quite remember where he had seen her before. He scratched his head as he concentrated and realized that she was that cute little redhead Nightkill had recruited for S.C.A.R. "I remember you. You were the saucy redhead ickle Nightkill recruited for my awesomesauce organization" he pointed out as a psychotic grin made it's way to his face. He remembered he had such a fun conversation with her. Oh that brought him such joys. Yes, Happy Happy Joy Joy indeed.

Well it was pleasent that he rememebered her. Though she was neutral on the comment on how she looked. Though she gave a pleasent look. Red lips stretching into a friendly smile. Shifting her position in her seat. As she maintained eyecontact with the mutant. He always had a most interesting appearence to her. Though for now she had to keep up a good conversation with the"Big Bad"."Well i'm glad you remember me. I was suprised when i heard about what Brock did to you. Though i suppose it would take more than that to take the great Chaos down." She said in a pleasent tone. Raising an eyebrow as her eyes wondered to the door of the room ,and then back to Chaos.

He raised a non-existent eyebrow and snickered evilly. The injury he received at Pain's hand was only a little more forceful then the ones he usually got. He was a little surprised he had to be sent to the hospital but other then that, he wasn't exactly at the state he was in. Fighting Pain will do that to you after all. "Well of course it does. Pain would never kill me. He has some stupid vow saying he won't kill someone unless it was absolutely necessary" he said with a scoff as he flexed his clawed hands experimentally, testing if he still had adequate function in them. It was totally unnecessary as his healing factor would take effect and cure of him of any irregularities. As he was testing the usability of his claws, something finally sprung to mind. He turned to Elena and gave her a surprised look. "What were you doing in my hospital room anyway? I doubt anyone else except you came to visit me" he said as a sort of depressed look made it's way to Chaos's face. Hey, he might be The Big Bad, the almighty Founder of S.C.A.R, arch-nemesis of Pain and a legend among supers, he is still lonely.

She chuckled at the mention of Pain's vow to not kill. How weak the supposedly mighty hero was. It somewhat made her sick to think about it. How could he not kill someone who deserved it? It confused her very much so. Yet Chaos's straighforwardness was amusing to say the least. So she may as well not beat around the bush either. Opening her mouth for a second and closing it to consider what to say."Well I have many reason for coming actually. One was to see if what i heard was true. Second was to i suppose test a spell that would remedy the little problem of your coma. Though the spell itself has a small side effect. To be put simply, the spell put you under my command. Have to do what I say." She shrugged lightly. Looking to guage the mutants reaction.

He raised a non-existent eyebrow when she said she had a reason for coming to the hospital and he sighed softly, not being very surprised. After all, who in their right mind would show up to his hospital room and break him out of his coma without something in return? Granted Chaos would usually just kill these people and go about his business as usual but that was beside the point. When he heard she broke him out of a coma using a spell, it both surprised him and made him curse in his head, knowing he owed her now and he wasn't going to kill her like he logically would since he did have a bit of honor, no matter how twisted and deformed his sense of honor was. What shocked him to his very black core was that this mysterious spell that forced him from his coma effectively bound his will to her command. He's taken orders before so it's not like this would be anything new to him. He thought about how he felt about this situation and realized things could have been worse. At least he has some smoking hot chick to command him. "Well then hotness, just tell me what you want out of the Big Bad and watch as he delivers" he said as he started to cackle insanely.

Well it seemed he wanted to know what she wanted out of him. Which was simple within itself. She ahd many plans for Chaos in the near future. hich included taking over the organization S.C.A.R. Though Nightkill would be a thorn in her side to be sure. Since he would most likely be the one to aim for the leadership position if it were ever open. Yes Chaos would be a suitable weapon if it ever came down to it. So she decided to just tell him what she had planned for him. A very simple plan really."Well since news of your coma got out fast, i'm sure Nightkill must be grasping for the leadership. Knowing Victor he won't really try to stop him. I assume you won't be very happy about having him in charge of S.C.A.R. So i plan to, in time remove Nightkill from the picture altogether. Then there is the issue of the mutual thorn in our side. Brock O'day did this to you. He is far too much of a threat to be left running around. So i'm proposing that we work together to possibly kill Pain. With him out of our way, we could rule this world. Most other heroes wouldn't be able to stop us. Especially if Pain is removed from the picture. I even have the possibility of having one of his children on our side." A small devious smile came across her face. She was laying out her grand plan in a nutshell. Though there were a few more things she left out. The good details were given at least.

He narrowed his eyes in anger at the thought of Nightkill taking his organization from him. The little worm will know his place. S.C.A.R was his and his alone and no one would take it from him. The little fool will know the divine wrath of the Big Bad. No one takes what is his. You do and he will destroy you with unholy fury. Call Chaos stupid as much as you like, it does not mean he isn't a threat to anyone. The plan to kill Pain, however, was nothing new. A lot of people, including himself, were out to kill Pain and he always manages to come out alive. However, for amusement, he would go along with this little plan to kill him. "Alright, tell me more. I've been in more battles with ole Scarface then anyone else so I know the old man better then anyone else tootsie" he said as the psychotic grin on his monstrous face seemed to wrap around to the back of his head, stretching his lips wide open and revealing his abnormally large mouth with long, sharp, serrated teeth dripping with green saliva.