Diana walked around the camp grounds of Auschwitz, chills running up and down her spine. She had one hand tucked into her pocket and the other holding the collar of an unconscious museum guard. Despite the fact that the people who were killed here were long dead, their presence still seemed to linger around the gloomy grounds. The vampire was dressed in a way Kitty would typically dress, a pair of shorts along with a t-shirt and vest with no shoes, her sister had mentioned that someone may show up and that it would be better if they did not know exactly who she was at first. 

Diana stopped in the middle of the camp grounds, glancing around half expecting someone in striped clothes to come jumping out at her and half to search for any witnesses. Unlike her sister she wasn't as comfortable taking an innocent life, but her niece's life was on the line so she would do what she had to. Diana rolled her shoulders, pulling a knife out from inside her vest. She had taken Silas's private jet in order to avoid certain obstacles that would stand in her way. She bent down, murmuring an apology under her breath. "Sorry."

Then she sliced the guard's throat open with a quick flick of her wrist, watching the blood quickly spill out from the wound and make a puddle onto the ground. "Man I hope this works." 

@Dan Almis

Black shadows spilled from the man's throat wound, swirling around Diana like a hurricane. In it's midst rose a dark figure, dressed in worn-out robes and wearing a black metal mask. A staff stood upright in his left hand's grip, the top glowing a soft red. Seemingly without eyes the figure looked down at Diana, seeing the striking similarity between her and Kitty. He did however know that this was not his love, and so approached the situation with reserved caution.

"Why have you summoned me?" He asked simply, his voice seeming to echo from all around.

Diana was stunned for a moment, staring up at the man with wide blue eyes. Her eyes ran over the figure, studying him for a moment. Subconsciously the second the shadows had poured out of the man's throat she had gotten into a fighting position. Shaking herself out of her stupor she relaxed, no longer tensed and ready for a fight. "Lana took Jaya, I was told that maybe you could possibly have any information." 

Diana took a step back, the man or thing or whatever it was put her on edge. She began to question her sister's taste in guys again, they always had something weird or maybe even dangerous about them. "You know, considering she's your psychotic ex and she's looking for you. Maybe she wants to...er get it on again."

All of a sudden Dan raised his arm, outstretching his hand in a choking grip. As a result he aimed to grip Diana with the shadows he controlled, lifting her up by her throat for the mean time.
"How do you know that name? Who are you?" He spoke with more urgency in his voice now, a hint of anger. His relationship with Kitty was never close enough to learn about her sister, and so whether this was an imposter or trickster was unknown to him. Nevertheless, his regret at never staying with Kitty resurfaced.

Diana's eyes widened, her hands flying to her throat as frost began to spread across her skin. "S-Sister!" Diana managed to choke out, wheezing and kicking at the air. She was gonna rip her sister a new one when she got out of this, if she gets out of this. Thoughts were speeding through her mind like an out of control freight train. "V-Village fire!" She had only met the man once, or at the very least met a man named Dan when she was a child. 

It was when her past-self and her sister's past-self had led them through the forest, to the ruins where they found Armageddon's staff. Upon returning to the village her sister had set a fire, Diana had been rescued by Gavin and told to run.

Releasing Diana from his shadow grip, Dan stood silent for a moment as he pondered the information. Slowly his head turned to survey the area around them, almost looking for something specific. "And Kitty didn't come herself?" He asked, tilting his head to look back at Diana. When his gaze met hers she would no doubt feel a chill down her spine, since he was staring into her very existence, analysing how much death lay on her hands. "You aren't much of a killer, atleast of the innocent." He looked down to the dead security guard who's neck lay cut open. With a wave of his hand the wound sealed shut, and the man's chest began to move again; he was breathing.

"I refuse your offering." He declared, before staring her dead in the eye again. "But I shall remain, only because a fight is headed this way." A small pause as he reached out his senses. "Lana..."

Diana coughed awkwardly, rubbing at her throat and standing up again. She rolled her shoulders when the chill ran down her spine, meeting his gaze head on for the moment. "She wanted to come, I'm sure she wanted to see you again and yell at you. She does that a lot." 

Diana glanced down at the man, a small smile on her face. She was glad that an innocent life could be saved for the moment. Diana's head snapped up to look at Dan, a slight bit of anger showing on it. "That's why she didn't come, she couldn't trust herself not to kill her. She's going after a man named Mallock."

Suddenly a shadow jumped out at Diana, taking the form of a woman bearing a knife. The blade came down to aim a slice at her right arm, before coming back up to try lodge it in her back. Meanwhile Lana's other hand shot a blast of red energy towards Dan, hoping to take them both on at the same time.

Dan didn't even move a muscle, as the red blast was absorbed passively by the energy around him. Instead of retaliating he watched the fight ensue, as he wished to see out of curiousity how it would end, and what Lana hoped to gain from it all.

Diana quickly darted out of Lana's way, the blade only managing to leave a shallow cut on Diana's arm. "Crazy bitch." She raised her fingers to her mouth to whistle, but then seemed to rethink her decision and put her hand down. 

She placed her hands on the ground, ice spreading off her skin and onto the ground moving in a jagged line towards Lana. Then she jerked her hands up, large stalagmites made of ice shot up from the ground when it seemed to reach the woman.

"That vampire bitch lied!" Lana screamed out as the stalagmites forced her up into the air. From above she launched herself down onto Diana, throwing two balls of red energy straight at her. Once she had passed over her and landed behind, she threw another one at her back, hoping to confuse her with the varied directions.

"Hey! Only I get to call her a bitch! And to you it's THE vampire bitch!" Diana shouted back, raising her hands up to form an ice dome over her. Underestimating the strength of the energy balls, her shield shattered on impact with the balls coming from above. The other one nailed her in the back, causing her to fall to the ground with a groan.

However Diana would not be so easily defeated, the vampire quickly shot up again holding her hands out in front of her. Trails of ice started to move towards Lana again although this time, Diana slammed her hands together as walls of ice shot up on either side of Lana and began to close in on each other, aiming to squash her like a bug.

The walls came up on either side, forcing Lana to react quickly. Her instincts caused her to break the wall to her right with another blast of energy, however she wasn't quick enough to stop the one to her left. It hit her from behind, sending her flying aside almost to Dan's feet. He did nothing as she got up again.

Red energy coming to her palms once more, she unleashed a solid beam joining from both of them. It burst out constantly towards Diana, hoping to blast her straight on.

Diana raised her arms up, an ice shield forming over them. This time though Diana did not underestimate the force behind the energy, and she responded accordingly by putting more power behind her own ice. Still when the energy slammed into her shield it was intense, Diana dug her heels into the ground even though she was still being forcibly pushed back. Diana gritted her teeth, if this continued her shield would only hold for a few more minutes. She could possibly use her own personal trump card, but that always left her with a sickening feeling in her stomach. 

"I'm never going to hear the end of this..." Diana sighed, she had to work quickly. Suddenly she put as much power as she could into the shield, waving her hands so it was grounded to the earth instead of held up by her arms. She brought her fingers to her lips, suddenly letting out a piercing whistle. Suddenly loud thumps could be heard and the ground shook slightly, it was almost as if something large was barreling its way through the camp. Soon a vaguely foul scent covered the middle of the camp as a rhino-sized black shape came barreling towards the three.

A hound it was, an enormous coal-black hound, but not such a hound as mortal eyes have ever seen. Fire burst from its open mouth, its eyes glowed with a smoldering glare, its muzzle and hackles and dewlap were outlined in flickering flames.

Avalon came barreling through the camp at the sound of Diana's whistle, already having morphed into her Hellhound form. Avalon followed the sound, only taking her a few seconds to reach Diana in the middle of the camp grounds. The hellhound's paws left scorch marks where ever they landed, flames curling up and down her paws and legs and frankly all around the hound's body. 

Avalon growled as she took in the scene between Diana and Lana, suddenly moving faster than before. The hound's muscles tensed as it suddenly leaped into the air, letting out a mighty roar that had flames spewing out of its mouth, all of this aiming towards Lana.

"You don't fight your own battles," Lana remarked, raising her hands to form a quick shield against the flames. Due to the short time she had to conjure it, the shield was rather weak and so only held off the burnt of the flames. The remnants afterwards got through to her, burning her face slightly. "Must run in the family." She then raised her arms, now more angered than ever, and released two discs of red energy at both of them.

"You're just jealous you don't have anyone willing to go up to bad for you cause you're a psychotic bitch with no friends." Diana shot back cartwheeling out of the way of the discs. Diana raised her hands again, ice shooting out of her fingertips in the form of shards towards Lana. "Where's my niece?"

Avalon snarled at the woman, darting out of the way of the oncoming discs. She took a few steps back before full on leaping at the woman once again, her mouth open to let out a hose of flames.

Lana raised a shield to deal with the shards of ice, grimacing at the struggle of fighting two opponents. Her shield failed to withstand the hose of flames coming from Avalon, and yet against she was forced back with more burns to mark her skin.
"If you kill me, you'll never find Jaya. So you best leave..." It was the only chance she had of winning; make them surrender.

Diana snorted, stopping in her assault with the shards for a moment. "Kill you? Oh I wouldn't dream of it. My sister asked for you alive." Then Diana's face darkened, her fists clenching as ice spikes formed over her knuckles like some twisted variation of brass knuckles. "So as long as you're alive, I can keep doing as I please." 

Diana began to walk towards Lana, frost covering the ground where she stepped. "I can guarantee you Lana, you haven't the slightest clue of who you're messing with." Diana waved Avalon off, the hound taking a seat a few feet behind Lana. "You think you know my sister? You think she'll just crawl into a ball and cry like some broken little girl?" Diana was growing angrier with each step she took, she had spent centuries following her sister around in the shadows. Centuries of watching her sister agonize of the deaths of her mother and of Diana's supposed death, centuries of watching little pieces of Kitty die every time she lost a lover or a child. She could see it in Kitty's eyes that there was only one part of her left, she wouldn't let it die. 

"There will not be a hole big enough." She shot a fist out, the spikes shooting off her knuckles aiming straight for Lana's face. "Deep enough." Diana shot her other fist out, repeating the same action. "Or dark enough." Diana rose a palm up, ice stalagmites shooting up from the ground again all aimed at Lana. "Where you can hide, she will find you. But she won't kill you. She will leave you on that edge, over and over and over again. Until you're begging for it."

Avalon was about to attack Lana again when Diana waved her hand, Avalon growled but stood down. She moved back a few steps back, sitting back on back paws. She was still glaring at Lana with fiery eyes, canine body tensed and ready to jump at a moments notice.

"Y͘ou̷͟ ͘c͏a̛ń͞ ̴͟n̡҉ot̢̧ ͟͏҉f͝o̕̕ŕ͠śa̷̧kȩ̀ ̵u̧s̵͟ n͞o̸͘w͢͟!͢͟͟"
The voices were angry, almost begging him not to act. But how could he not? His daughter's life was in the balance, and his chance at redemption in the eyes of his true love was close. He need only reach out and take it.
"A̢̨͝r͢e͘͟ ҉t̛͜͞h͢͞e̢̢y̵ ̀r̨̕eal̢͝l̶͜y̶͏ ͢ẁo̶͞r̷t͏̵ḩ̶ ͏͜͢i̷t́?͜!̸"

"Yes." He spoke for the first time since the fight started. Lana was taking a beating at this point, recoiling from the numerous punches and stalagmites being thrown at her. She was beyond angry, and something inside of her swirled like a storm.
"No, you don't know who you're dealing with!" She shouted, about to unleash the dread inside of her soul.

That was until Dan's palm extended out towards her, almost freezing any movement she made. Stood perfectly still, he approached her. With each step she began to feel pain, not only physical but mental. He tore through her mind, searching for the knowledge he seeked.
"Show me where she is." He commanded.
"N͟o͟!͘ ̷͘Yo̡u͘͞҉ ç̸̧a҉n̴͟ ̨n͟͞͏o̢t̶́̕ ͝d͝͏͢ǫ̶͝ ̛t̴hį͡͏s̛!" The voices inside of him screamed, but he blanked them out.
"The greatest prison in the galaxy." Dan stopped, lowering his hand to cease Lana's pain. As a result she dropped to the floor, knocked out cold from the mental pressure she had just been under.

"Oblivion." He finished.

The look of darkness left Diana's face, the ice disappearing from her knuckles as her composure returned. "I'll meet you back at the jet Avalon." Diana waved her off, the hound nodding her massive flaming head before barreling out of the camp again. When she had left Diana turned towards Dan, cracking her knuckles. 

"Oblivion? Where's that?" Diana asked, looking slightly confused. Diana glanced at Lana, the darkness flitting across her face for a moment. "Are we killing her? Or taking her hostage? Personally I look forward to what my sister has in store for her." Diana nudged Lana's head with her foot, frowning. "There was a time in 1820 when a boy killed one of her daughters. She skinned his entire family and hung the skins up in the town square, then set the boy's house on fire with him inside. Although she may have been Corsetta at that time."

Lana seemed to flinch on the ground, but before she or anyone could do anything, Dan fell to his knees. The voices tore at his mind like knives, cursing him for his betrayal. Slowly the black robes and mask that covered him started being torn away, as if it were a layer of skin being shed into the air. Al the while he cried out in defiance, fighting against Death's urge to leave his body.

"No!" He commanded, slamming his fist into the ground as he did so. Shadows flew out from the impact, covering the whole room until it became hard to see a hand infront of your face. "You... obey... me!" Dan shot up, standing fully now and causing the shadows to dive inwards to his body. Absorbing every last bit of the resounding energy, everything suddenly went silent.

Dan now appeared to look normal again, with his short black hair and casual attire. Lana, however, was nowhere to be seen. It looked like she had used the confusion to escape unnoticed.