It had been how long sense the invasion of Russia when did she come and invade the lands with Ten in? For the vixen who at a few times had spent years in the either known as the Warp it was hard to say for sure how time faired in the material world. Estimation however suggested that it had been atlas six months between the night Azra declared on live TV open war for her team. It was during that time that the crimson haired beauty fought with a vigilante of the Champions of Peace and a alchemist. The old man in a youthful nay immortal body the only rational one allowing the vigilante to live. One of the funnest fights the demoness ever encountered, he was not the amusing element of the fight though. No that fell to the rights of Crimson Eagle.
During the engaging conflict Ryan had brought the trio into a battle of the minds. One of the harder fights she had ever been in as her natural means at that moment were somewhat lost to her. Instead she went to the roots of wickedly picking apart the mind for tainted secrets and haunting truths. Resilience on all ends had the fight end in a stalemate. Victory then hers as they stood in the snowy plains of Russia as war, or to be more truthful a slaughter transpired around them. The real victory however was the taint of Ryan's mind it was small it made itself clear though. Somewhere in the darkness, the recess of his mind there was a killer a darker persona. Today she learned someone spotted something that Alezra had as well, plans needed exceleration. somewhere during the Ninjan war a woman fled from the raving war, nothing special. Except when Az saw the video feed she noticed Champion Tower in the background and this woman looked nearly identical to Ryan's girl friend believed dead.
One of the best means of driving somebody to the breaking point was a loved one. Friends of this Eagle had also noticed the similarities and tracked her down. No surprise really many who were defeated by a hero sought a vendetta. Azra knew what was going on because of her daughters best friend. Syapt sought to try and have eyes everywhere, sense the revelation a old friends crush might exist the Roxom sought to have the woman traced. This information she had would stay anonymous and unknown. Salem the teen witch and her demented mother had plotted a dark chain of events to drive a Champion to become aggressive.
First though Blair had to chase after this hero without flipping the city over. Blair started by switching first to very casual wear simple black tank top and blue jeans her facial features twisting faintly. Not enough to be unrecognizable enough though for the average person to pass her by. Shadows rippled and bubbled as the crimson haired tyrant stepped into the city and approached one of the local buildings where she could expect to find her target audience. Names of those at the residence told her where she needed to go. Location found the next step of her scheme began the vixen fading in and out of reality for a moment. A cloud of blood colored mist allowing Blair to slip through the door and take refuge in the heroes room. A rather casual relaxed spot being made for her in the window as Death's child waited.
How he showed up when or even with who mattered not to her. Plotted introduction was same regardless. A group of pictures on the bed of the beauty thought dead she appeared almost impossibly recognizable in comparisons. "Looks exactly like her doesn't it? Near infusible, I have a contact queuing me in, it seams some old friends of yours wanted to run off with the beauty. I feel like playing nice, these types are small never going anywhere. Petty criminals not worth the luxury of being allowed to breath. I want them dead and going alone wouldn't be as much fun. I know you don't trust me and with good reason my actions haven't gotten lighter sense when we crossed blades. I rarely lie about a kill though, this match is almost to impossible to skip up, and I have the tracker to where the van is heading. So the question is simply can you trust me? Is the chance to reclaim the love of your life worth gambling on?"