*'Sanctuary' for Us *

Before de Blythe had ‘staked’ her back in the 16th century Melaven had learned how project her astral body away from the physical, an art few had learned to master. Now she was sharing her physical body with the ‘pseudo virgin’ as she described Ashley she had to try to do it all over again. She knew that mastering the art again would expedite the separation once de Blythe had cloned a suitable body for her.

She tried hard to visualise herself floating above the bed and getting close to the ceiling. Again and again she tried and each time the Ashley nature stirred sending her back to the beginning. After de Blythe had left and the Ape had bullied her to clean up after herself she tried one more time. At last she mastered a method to take Ashley’s sleeping psych with her and found herself able to move about and pass through the molecules that made up walls and doors. She needed to know her way round so she could encourage de Blythe to restore her, make love to her for old time’s sake and then when she was strong enough she would destroy him.

Suddenly she heard some passionate noises coming from one of the rooms and willed herself to pass through the door. To her amusement she arrived in time to witness Druitt and the ‘ice maiden Doctor’ losing control. If only there was a way to let the pseudo virgin witness this! She held the images in her head as she re united with her body and then sought to link them to Ashley’s memory before allowing sleep to control her.

Later, after Helen returned to check on her daughter Ashley awoke. Looking at her mother she said “Mom? I …” Leaning forward she whispered “I … didn’t know …”

The words failed to form and she lay back again allowing the dominant Melaven to take over. “What the tight pseudo virgin is trying to say” she snarled “is I have re-mastered astral projection and I’ve shared the memory of what I saw with your sweet innocent daughter. That’s every child’s nightmare, knowing their parents still have sex!” She laughed “But you needn’t have removed your skirt” she said to prove she had seen it happen “Dear John is nothing like Tesla, he wouldn’t spill spunk all over your nice clothes. Oh …” She laughed “If only Kate hadn’t shown up …” She could see Helen getting embarrassed so she pressed home “Once Roger dear has given me a new body and I get rid of the pseudo virgin you and I can have some fun. I’ll teach you girl on girl if you like! YOU WON’T NEED A MAN!”

Seeing she was winning she laughed “Shall we do it before or after I’ve killed Roger? Mm mm … Maybe we should let him watch so he can die with a smile on his face. Meanwhile … you’ve got some explaining to do to “sweet Ashley’”.

With those words the evil Tudor shut her eyes, took a deep breath and then the body stirred “Mum? You there Mum?” Ashley Magnus looked at her mother and pleaded “Please Mum, get her out of me, I hate her for what she’s doing.” She struggled for words “I … I really didn’t … didn’t want to know you and … you and Dad still …” Her voice trembled “But now I’m stuck with that image for ever!” She sobbed as she reached out for her mother. “Mum, if you can’t get her out, please, pleased KILL ME!”
 
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The Big Guy was on his way back to his room when he passed the medical centre. Hearing Ashley's plea he entered and placed a caring paw on Helen's shoulder "Don't let it get to you Mistress" he said as looked at her. "And don't ler HER get to YOU either" he said looking at Ashley. "I trust de Blythe to get you separated" he said with confidence. "What happens to Melaven after that I couldn't care less. None of us could. But don't talk about death again. We will get you out of this. Understood?" As Ashley nodded the simian smiled at her, nodded at Helen and left.
 
Helen shook her head at Ashley, "Yes, I will have none of that death talk. And, besides...what you saw with your father, it was totally taken out of context. He's drunk, I was asleep, he came into the room to...honestly I don't know what was on his mind...but, I assure you I was not with him. Nor have I been since you were conceived, nor do I wish to be ever again...not ever will that man and me work. I'm sorry darling. That's something you have to believe won't occur and we're all better off if it remains that way. But, sadly, I don't think it will ever stop him from trying..."
 
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Isis

Little cub will silence that death talk and do what she can to remain calm. Helen as soon as Druitt is done with his brandy and thoughts I need him to "travel" with you and I for a little bit.

She moved closer and stared down to Ashley smiling softly not wanting to worry her but there was something in the back of her eyes... a warning to Melevan to stay away and leave them alone for now.

Everything will be fine little cub...

She planned on keeping those words no matter who she had to kill to do so.
 
Helen nodded at Isis, "Yes, my dear old friend, I'll try to make sure there's time to speak alone when John is no longer...indisposed."

Will was interrupted by the second phone call in five minutes. Interrupted from trying to explain the scientific benefits of mining in an abandoned site in southern Ethiopia to a group of ''government'' officials who had no idea there was a hidden tomb of Crocotta down in the depths of these abandoned mining places. The Sanctuary organization was hoping to unearth them and bring them to a safe Sanctuary for study and analysis and Helen, in her busy past couple of days, had left him to this.

When his phone rang a third time he answered in a bit of a mood, "What!?" he asked.

A growl met him on the other end of the line. Upon further checking Will noticed the other two calls had been from Bigfoot as well. He apologized for the yelling and asked, "I kinda have a lot on my plate right now, Big Guy, what do you need?"
 
de Blythe rummaged through his papers frustrated he could not find the final ingredient for the cloning. The cell structure was brittle and likely to perish while the nuclei failed to bond in the right sequence. He was tempted to use some of his own vampire blood but he feared the reaction would destroy his attempts at making a pure nation. He needed something to offer Tesla if they were to work together and create an immortal vampire nation.

It was at this point he decided to approach Magnus as she sat with her daughter. “I need your advice Helen” he said as walked up to her and sat down next to her. “I’ve managed to construct three basic clones; one of yourself before you injected vampire blood and two of Ashley one pre and the other post Cabal. My problem is the cellular structure is not complete and the beings will die within a year. I don’t want to give you your daughter back only for her to die within months. I want to make her immortal, give her eternal youth.”

He noticed Magnus was a little uncomfortable with that concept but he pressed on regardless. “My question is if you still have the formula for cellular stability you used after we rescued you from Titanic. Or is it where we left it in Northern Alaska?”

Just then Isis came into the room and de Blythe stood as any gentleman of his breeding would when a lady walked into a room. “Don’t worry” he said as he smiled at the changeling “I probably need some artic air.” He looked round at Magnus then to Isis and then Ashley, bowed his head as he said “Ladies” and teleported himself to the area where the paperwork and possibly samples were last known to be.
 
Helen was surprised to hear that de Blythe and Tesla had been working on a clone of her. "Why would you need to clone me?" she asked, clearly agitated at this serious violation.

But, Isis, who'd spent a minute looking for Druitt and then returned, interrupting de Blythe's explanation looked at him with malice and he disappeared before she could ask him more. She turned to Isis, "Cloning? He's planning to clone me? How can we stop this from happening without him rescinding his offer to help with Ashley?"
 
Will Zimmerman.

Will sighed and knocked on the door of the newcomer's room. It seemed she could use a bit of psychiatric help and despite Biggie's interest in helping the scared girl he was also aware that Dr. Will Zimmerman was the best man for the job of psychoanalyzing and counseling any abnormal new to the Sanctuary. Biggie opened the door and let him in and Will came face to face with the girl, a frail looking young lady who would probably have been quite attractive in a world where she hadn't been homeless for who knows how long and recently tortured and experimented on..."Hi, I'm Dr. Will Zimmerman. Welcome to the Sanctuary." he said, putting out a hand to shake.
 
Not finding Druitt Isis found the next as she had draped a fairly insistent arm around Tesla and walked him back to Helen in time to see de Blythe and snarl. ONce he vanished she looked to Nikola.

Yes Nikola why does he need a clone of Helen?

Not waiting for Him to answer she looked to Helen again.

I know better what sort of beings are in the wildlands than Sanctuary does... Maybe I can find a way to separate them without de Blythe.

She turned her attention back to Nikola still waiting his answers on the matter.
 
Nikola wasn't sure how to respond here. He'd been hoping Helen and Isis wouldn't have found out about the cloning of Helen Magnus until after it had already been completed. He swore softly under his breath and let out a long sigh, "Ladies, look, every good inventor needs to come up with several plans of production. We had one plan which would be to use Ashley and clone her directly but if something had gone wrong with that we were willing to, in essence...produce her through the genetic material in a clone of...you, Helen, and a clone of crazy-McBaldy over there...But, we began having more success with the clone of Ashley direct, so far. Still, we're keeping the Helen clone going and preparing for a Druitt one as the Plan B alternative." He looked from one to the other and laughed trying not to sound nervous, "What did you think? We were planning something sinister with your clones? Well, somebody thinks very highly of herself..."
 
Isis snarled.

I was shown the chambers for the three clones De Blythe said there were to be two Ashley clones one for Ashley and one for Melevan... Question for you Genius... SInce De Blythe seemed to grow angry when I asked him... What were you both going to do to protect Ashley from the legal and police matters from that psychotic bitch sharing her face?

She was beginning to distrust one of her oldest living friends and that did not set well with her. She waited for an answer intently her focus traveling between them all but never leaving Tesla long enough for him to leave.

What is his FULL plan Nikola... or are you just his puppet too?

De Blythe was giving her more and more reason to want to tear him to ribbons then feed him to the incinerator or something else that could prevent him ever returning.
 
Melaven opened her eyes and sat up and looked at Isis and Tesla “I thought I heard the cat vomiting” she said as she looked at the changeling “look what it brought up!” She looked at Tesla and grinned.

“Don’t listen to ‘premature ejaculation’” her new nickname for Tesla “he’s lying”. She looked at Magnus “Your clone is the price de Blythe had to pay to get him on board!” She could see she was getting under Tesla’s skin “he knew he could never compete with Johnny so he settled for the next best thing. He wants a pure untouched virginal Helen he can drag into his bed and deflower to the tune of ‘Greensleeves’. Problem is he’ll be spent before the first chorus and flat as a pancake before the second verse.”

Looking at Isis she said “At least he don’t want to get into your knickers. I know he’ll sleep with almost anything but even he has standards.” Seeing both Isis and Tesla beginning to lose control she looked at Helen and said “Mummy” in her best imitation of Ashley she could “Mummy, you won’t let them hurt Ashley will you? Leave that to the Police when they catch up with her!” She laughed as she said “meanwhile find me a real man. I’m horny!” She grinned as she waited the response.
 
Isis

Isis tone fell emotionless and cold. John had already seen that darkness begin its rebirth within Isis when they fought now... it gained another foothold in this moment as Isis spoke.

Careful corpse... your mouth may make it not worth the trouble to keep Ashley or you around... If you think any of these three can stop me... you really need to think again... if you have the brains to do so...

Her eyes seemed to turn as cold as the grave as she simply watched her... no anger no getting under her skin... She had gone through and relived too much... The darkness... the bloody killer that she should have been amongst her people coupled with everything else she was turning again.

Dr Magnus... Mr Tesla... Mr Druitt...

She had never called Helen Dr Magnus nor the others so formally as she turned to leave. None of them would stop her. She knew Druitt nor Tesla would allow Helen to try... Protecting her from herself. If any of them followed her she didn't care her mind had snapped free of the humanity and conscience. It was time to end this by any means she could even if it meant her people or some other hidden "horror" within the Wildlands.
 
Nikola snarled at Melaven, "Angel, you have no friggin' idea what we've been doing to try to save BOTH your lives, and you certainly have no right to even dare criticising HOW we go about it. We would've changed the features of the Melaven body eventually. We know how to tweak the DNA to make minor appearance changes, if not...a little plastic surgery, maybe dye the hair...We're just trying to make sure you get a body which works for you and we know Ashley's works....And, dammit...I'm NO MAN's puppet! I'm a leader, someday probably the king of the entire vampire and human race combined. DON'T FUCK WITH ME!" That last bit was said with his vampiric side springing to life, his eyes darkening, fangs and nails elongating.

Helen stepped between Tesla and the medical bed where Melaven inhabiting Ashley's form sat smiling wickedly, putting her hands out to separate both Nikola and Ashley/Melaven. "Both of you STOP!" She shoved Tesla, "And, you...BACK DOWN! That may be an evil wench back there but she's still inside of MY CHILD. You still have to explain, Nikola, why there's no Druitt clone yet if you ever intended to make one. Why didn't you make him at the same time you began making mine? I don't think your story of the Plan B makes much sense. So, just what did you intend on doing with my clone once Ashley and Melaven each had their own forms?"
 
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Nikola was flabbergasted. He had no answers for Helen. He couldn't possibly explain he'd hoped the clone would keep de Blythe pacified enough to stop pursuit of the real Helen Magnus, or distract the silly little boy, Will Zimmerman from getting any more serious with the love of Nikola's life. He thought more than one Helen Magnus would make it just that much easier for him to finally get a chance at the front of the long line to try to win her affections...Tesla put his hands up placatingly and smiled, letting his human side take over again as he backed up a step. "Really, Helen. It hurts me to see you so distrustful of me. I thought you knew me better than that. I haven't had any ulterior motives, I just want to see everyone I care about safe and happy."

Helen shook her head, "Nikola, with you there's always an ulterior motive or two...Where are they? I want to see them."
 
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Kate

Walking into the lab with everyone in time to hear a little of what was going on. She looked around... In her wandering around the house she had seen Declan... Druitt... Will... Big Guy... another guest... Henry... Magnus... Tesla and Ashley... But no De Blythe and no Isis...

Well was going to see if everyone wanted tea or something or maybe formal carry out from that fancy cafe Magnus sometimes orders from but we seem to be missing some people? Where is Isis and Whats his face Blight... Blythe?

Henry

He had finished all the files and diognostic work on the systems. Not that it mattered with that De Blythe guy bouncing around here but hopefully that would be all over soon enough and everything would be back to "Sanctuary normal". He stared at the computer running hs hand through his hair and over his scruff of a beard growth. He had to know what it said... Magnus would probably flip out and go on and on about personal privacies or it could drive Isis away... but he had to know... he had to know what the Cabal did to her.

Pacing around the room for a bit weighing the pros and cons hoping that his actions would be acceptable he finally sat back down and found the file again and carefully ran it through the different incription programs till he found one that broke the file wide open. He got up once more from the desk... this was it... turn back know or read it. Rationalizing it to himself... with everything going on... someone should know what was found... Magnus might appreciate the decision just in case there was ever something wrong. Plus with all they saw he had to know what happened to Isis during her imprisonment with the Cabal.

Sitting back down nervous hands reached for the touch screen and in a single tap there is was... the file was open and he began reading. Standard stuff first species gender age... introduction to her arrival in their facilities... Whoa originally they got a hold of her Egypt... interesting. He continued reading till he got to the description of the first "test" a physical and the report of her having been torn apart and trace genetic material leading to the belief that the subject had been pregnant and nearly killed for it. He stopped there... staring at the screen feeling overpowering pain and rage leaving him almost numb. Processing this first before reading more.

Did Magnus know this... or any of the other 5... who's kid was it... would it have been and who would have done tht to her? Questions began circling clouding his mind as he sat there feeling more and more trapped withevery passing moment. Should he continue reading or just close it? Yet another questions with no answer till he sat down and began reading again.

Isis

She was outside and long gone... hunting... the city held some beings she knew she tracked down some she remembered from her dealings with Helen when Ashley was little. Finding a few of them she was directed to a fairly musclebound dealer and exterminator of darker more dangerous Abnormals. She walked right through the gate surrounding his little "kingdom" a snarl curling her lips daring his more stupid guards to try to stop her. One puffed up running at her reveling his reptilian form as he charged. With a single leap she had pinned the skinny little powerhouse to the ground and snapped his neck with ease as she crouched there on its chest before looking to the others growling out...

Who's next?

A voice from the shadows bellowed out.

Let her pass... Isis... Greetings My feline friend... so what brings you to the city?

With that Isis and her target vanished inside his office to talk.
 
Druitt

Still a little worse for wear but the brandy had run its course into a slight hangover, nothing he couldn't handle. Wondering how long it had been memory a bit fuzzy but he recalled some of the more... indulgent moments.

Smiling to himself to see how much closer to Helen he was drunk than his sober rational mind ever could. Never the less he couldn't abide just lying back and sleeping off the rest of the liquor, porting into the lab, and staggering a little upon arrival steadying himself, seeing the aggitated group something was a miss and Isis was gone which was even more of a surprise considering her earlier attitude.

Putting the pieces together "What did you do now Nikola?! DeBlythe?"

Ireland

"WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" Sean Penethran screamed at his collegue.


"All I did was talk to a guy thought new something about odd fossils?! Whats got you in an uproar?"

"Because that bastard you spoke to...he's a black marketeer, I just got word that some 'asshole' is trying purchase the rights to this sarcophagus, not too mention the rumors of insanely large bribes," he was absolutely livid "whoever it is wants whatever the fuck is inside and it YOUR damn fault!"

"Would it improve your mood if I said that its startin to warm up?"

"Why?What happened?"

"I think we ruptured the seal while trying to pry open the locking mechanism."
 
Isis

Sat talking with the black marketeer exterminator for a long while only to learn that his price for assisting her in acquiring what she needed to finding who could help her was making sure he and his benefactor were the only surviving bids on a unique find in Ireland. An expected snarl never came. He sat staring at her as he realized that this was not the usual hot tempered feline... something was wrong... especially when she was suddenly right in his face a claw resting under his chin as she said in a very cold dead tone.

Try to manipulate me like that... you will not survive to reap the rewards of whatever you seek to remove from Ireland. Though I may just need to look into this for Dr Magnus if this strange find is so important to so many black market smile like you. Now here is how this will work... you will acquire for me 3 soul worms and oh perhaps I will be nice to the vermin... at least one hollow being... oh whatever their names are... the beings that the spider creatures keep around to place lost souls in to become food... I will need at least 1 two however would be good too...

Where from... you want the quick adapters or those that are mindless in the beginning and make the soul work to have a home...

He asked not daring flinch but seriously spooked by her order.

Isis caught the scent of his fear and smirked

One of each I think... you have till tonight... you don't have what I want... you will become...

Leaving that statement to his imagination she walked out laughing.
 
Althea shook his hand cautiously, then quickly pulled away as several images were sent into Will's mind, including the alley and the lab. "I'm Althea" she said quietly, blushing. "It's nice to meet you." Out of habit, she looked for all of the exits if needed. Will was very attractive, but it would take a while to trust him
 
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Will waited in the doorway to be invited in. "Do you mind if I take a seat?" he asked. "I've been working two jobs today and it's getting a little bit exhausting."

Biggie grunted and asked, "Hey, want me to get some coffee on, that might help."

Will nodded to Big Foot, "I'll leave that up to Althea. She seems pretty comfortable with you around and I wouldn't want her to feel she's being forced to be alone with me." he said, eyeing her for clues as to how she would react if Biggie (who seemed to have a calming effect on her) would leave for a few minutes. "Maybe later." he said, thinking the better of it. "Althea, to make you feel safer we can also leave this door open, would that help? No one's keeping you here against your will. I want you to understand that, ok?"
 
Tesla & Magnus

Shaking his head he walked away from Helen. "I can't do that. I can't take you to them. It's too risky...They aren't totally finished yet. Besides, it's de Blythe's project too. I wouldn't want to Thomas Edison him, now, would I?" he commented referring to his time working in the same patent office as Thomas Edison who almost always stole his most genius ideas and passed them off as his own. To this day, even with the man rotting in his grave Nikola still held a grudge over it.

Helen pushed past him, "I know where the lab is set up. It's my house, my clone. I want to see it."

Tesla ran after her, his lithe form making easy work of the sprint to block her path. "Helen, don't. Please."

That's it! Helen was tired of feeling manipulated and lied to by all of the men in her life, friends or no..."What are you going to do, Nikola? Do you intend to stop me? How far will you go to protect this ridiculous endeavor? Would you actually cause harm to me?"

Anger flickered across his features and for the briefest fraction of a second she thought he might actually change form and attack her. But, then the sadness from the corridor earlier returned and his shoulders slumped. Nikola shook his head and replied, "No, Helen. I love you too much to hurt you. And, I'm a gentleman...I'll let you see but...I won't let you cause them harm. You may not like how they came to be but they are alive. You'd be taking innocent lives, Helen. Remember that as you look at them." Tesla acquiesced, letting Helen join him as he unlocked the facility where he and de Blythe had been working so diligently.

Helen watched the two figures floating in fluid, growing exponentially. Even as she watched she could swear she saw the beautiful blonde twins of her natural daughter changing and ageing. In the minute she stared at them she could see enough subtle changes to take them easily from age 10 to age 12...''Frightfully brilliant.'' she commented in a whisper. Along the far wall was another rapidly ageing blonde girl, this one somewhat different, wavy haired, slightly different facial bone structure, taller, more athletic in build, but definitely a close relative of the other two when one looked at them in the same circumstances and roughly the same ''age'' or stage in cellular development. It was her own clone. Helen could see it very clearly. She was speechless as she looked down into the tank and watched her clone age rapidly, ironic considering her own incredibly slow ageing. By the time Helen stirred from the trance of looking into her own face and seeing the humanity behind the freak in this ''project'' the girl was already approaching her mid-teens in development.

Helen turned to Nikola, tears shining in her eyes for the umpteenth time that day, and she whispered, "What have you done? We can never undo this now. They're not just hypothetical clones which sounds catchy as some scientific phrase...They're people, Nikola!"

He nodded, quite moved himself as he watched them through the perspective of Helen's eyes and he slowly approached Helen, looking down at Little Helen in the tank he soberly added, "...your own flesh and blood, Helen. And, as I love you I love them too. I can't let anyone cause them harm."
 
It didn’t take long for de Blythe to find the cell samples he needed so he placed them into a vacuum flask and made his way down towards the case that still held some of the treasures of the Titanic. Opening one of the old files he found the diaries of Helen Magnus still sealed. They would be a useful gift to sweeten up the scientist. Ensuring he had everything he needed he teleported himself to the lab where the clones were just as Helen and Tesla were in conversation.

Hearing Helen’s concerns and Tesla’s explanation he interrupted. “They are beautiful aren’t they?” he asked as he approached Magnus “But like perfume bottles without perfume in them. At present they are just mechanical copies of the cell patterns that made up Ashley both before and after the Cabal had her and the cells that made up your body before you injected yourself. As yet they have no consciousness, no stability. They are no more alive than a jet plane is. But I found two things in Alaska. The cells you experimented on Doctor. And this.” He produced her diary sealed and untouched since April 1912. “No one need ever know what you were thinking, doing or feeling at that time. No one but you.” He watched as Helen took the book from him “As I plan to make you truly immortal you might want to read up on those days.”

Turning to Tesla de Blythe said “I need your assistance now as we add the strengthened cellular structure to the clones. Once we have done that we will have the bodies ready for Ashley and Melaven.” He looked at Tesla with a condescending smile and pointed to the Magnus clone whispering “And you’ll have your play thing.”

Walking up to Magnus he said “It’s nearly time to begin separation. Sometime in the next sixty hours you should get your daughter back. Only this time she’ll be even better than before because she will never die. Are you ready Doctor Magnus?”
 
Tesla was ready to get right back to work. "I'm inputting the subtle genetic changes in Ashley body B now. We'll make her a red head with hazel eyes, alright? That should be enough difference to tell her from the new Ashley."

de Blythe nodded, his own eyes glimmering as he imagined the differences. "Yes, I think Melaven would enjoy being a ginger."

He and de Blythe started moving around the lab, making calculations and adjustments, speaking in their own brilliant shorthand, getting to their business in a way which almost made her feel like an outsider, almost...Helen was frozen for a moment in time, looking down at the piece of history in her hands, something she'd always thought lost forever. That man had known it had survived and had protected it, for her or just from others?

And, she still wasn't sure how she felt about these clones. Could she really allow this to go on? It still felt very wrong, yet she was so unbelievably desperate to keep hold of her daughter now that she could see a means to letting the girl she once thought dead have a life, that it was too hard to resist a chance to bring her back in her own body, one all her own, forever. Helen didn't know what to do. Her selfishness and maternal instinct pulled her in one direction, her sense of duty and responsibility toward all humanity pulled her another way still. And, the other thing nagging at her...

Looking down into the tank at her own face developing close to fresh adulthood now, Helen spoke up, "But her...why her? If she's a soulless, mindless hump of flesh as you so want me to believe, why keep her around anymore when it's obvious the Ashley figures will work out just fine for Ashley and Melaven? I don't like the idea of someone with my body and face walking around in this world who isn't me... It's unnerving. I don't like that she was created without my input or consent and now that she's sort of alive I don't like that she exists...and I don't want to destroy her either...I hate you both for putting me in this difficult situation at all. " Helen complained honestly. "What do you plan to do with her?" she asked, her eyes boring holes in them both, daring them to try to lie to her now.
 
de Blythe looked back at Helen Magnus and noticed how serious she was in wanting answers to her questions. He looked at Tesla and then back before replying “Time is of the essence if we are to save Ashley so I will be brief. Think back to your time in Rome when you met Tesla and he was talking about the ‘Vampire Nation.’” Helen nodded so de Blythe continued “We are on the brink of bringing his dreams to reality. Not to take over the world or to make humanity our slaves. That’s not going to happen. But instead we can use our research to fulfil humanity and bring it to its true destiny. But to do this we need a leader, a human respected by world leaders, by abnormals, by those who yearn for true peace and yet has the power of Big Bertha”

Looking to Tesla for support de Blythe took Helen to look at her own clone. “Look at her Doctor; she is everything you can be. Even you in your present form are not completely immortal. You WILL die one day. But she won’t, she has built into her a structure that means even if she were blown apart and separated into tiny atoms she would come back together stronger. But all she needs is a soul, a spirit if you like. I want to put you in her. To make you immortal and then I will offer you the throne, you will rule the world.”

Noticing she still didn’t understand de Blythe sat Magnus down and continued “Just think Helen, you can help create a world with no murderers, no war, no paedophiles, no suffering. Your scientific brain and your humanity in a super human body bringing an end to the suffering of this world. Within a month you will be running this place and enforcing peace.”

Looking at Tesla de Blythe said “And we will be your Court along with Princesses Ashley and Melaven. I know she has her faults but you will control her and in the body the Cabal gave her she can be a powerful ally to you in this venture.”

With those words de Blythe stood and pointed to the diaries “And you need to refresh your memory of what your dreams used to be and then embrace your destiny. HAIL QUEEN HELEN MAGNUS!”
 
Helen shook her head vehemently now, "No. I can't do that. I won't! I don't want to live forever. I don't want to run the world. Power is not my goal in life, only protecting the innocent...And, I don't want to somehow transfer my consciousness into a new body. There's nothing wrong with this one!"
 
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