Glacia's Story

Glacia watched what was going on with an evil smile. The sight of men killing each other was just some thing she just loved. It was better than television. She was perched ontop of a building and she flipped off of it and landed perfectly. She walked with graceful strides, her tanned body, half naked body glimmered in the sun light. She looked at both men and smiled. The one who was called "Guy" cought her eye. She baisically pushed the other away abd pressed herself against her target. She ran her hand down his cheek and said "Nice moves."

Pheonix looked over the woman. He did not get a close look at her from the front, so he stuck wth the back. He saw most of er ass, and loved it. He woundered why she was going for Guy, but he did not qquestion. Loads of things were happening today that he should not get into.

Megara walked by her expression friendly but her eyes cold. She see's Pheonix, Hollie, and Guy and walks by them her long black hair blowing slightly in the wind, her purple eyes scanning the area around her. Everyone knew what she was here for. It was no longer embarrassing either. She used it as fuel in her fights. She had Sold her soul to save the man she loved just to have him leave her. She was most likely the only one who sold her soul for actual good and moral reasons. It was annoying. Love is so cliche and regret over it was something she had gotten used too. It was such a stupid mistake and she was young and stupid enough to make it. But she learned from it all. Men are weak and that never changes. They cause pain and are to ignorant to comprehend it all. Every man is the same. But she oddly couldnt fight the yearning in her heart for a annoying ignorant man. It was so typical wanting a man. How terribly weak. Ever sense that day Megara vowed not to let anyone get close enough to hurt her. She swore it. And she was doing great at it. She had just gotten back from seeing her fans, all men. Typical. She also had a nice conversation with a news reporter and then a tv show earlier that day. Tonight it would happen again, she knew it. It had been a day sense her last fight. 24 hours without having to kill another being. But that always did not last longer then a day. It was nice..not killing. But it wouldnt last. She had to fight. It's the consequences of her selling her soul. She had to fight in mortal kombact. A fight to the death. As a human many people at first voted against her. But she had won every round and earned more and more male fans. She had female fans too of corse but they were few. She sighed thinking how troublesome it all was. As she continues walking by the two men she now noticed the blood shed and her eyes widened in horror, her hand went over her mouth, and tears escaped her eyes. She instantly closed her eyes trying to erase the images. She couldn't move. She just stood there, like stone. Her back against the wall of a building. It was supporting her weight the only thing keeping her from falling to her knees was that building. Her eyes were still wide in horror and he face was pained, her stomach was lurching at the metallic smell of blood that clung to the air. Even after all these centuries seeing death took a heavy toll on her.

Megara suddenly appeared back at her home, sitting on the couch, smoke rising from her flesh, her skin had traces pf soot like she had been sitting next to a fire place, her haired in a mess though it was oddly sexy as well as creepy, her purple eyes were cold and lifeless. She had a crimson red rose in her hand, she covered one of her eyes with it, her movements weren't graceful or swift at the movement. They were sort of slow and more robotic. She looked up and saw the two men where still there. She fell to the side her body hitting the couch. her mind suddenly teleported Hollie and Kent to her home as well.

- her looks

(( Sorry I know thats a bit of a god mod but damn it I dont like charrs being left out and Megara is a physchic fighter so i thought what the hell lets bring them all into her home so no1 can be left out anymore. :) ))

Megara was still unconscious but now Carson was teleported into her home. But when he arrived she awoke. "ugh..my head.." She put her hand to her head she looked at the rose anf threw it the side with a disgusted look on her face. She looked around, seeing everyone at her home she sighed figuring out what happened. She snapped her fingers and Kent arrived back in her place. "Well...I suppose having no other choice I should introduce myself. My names Megara. Friends call me Meg. Least they would if I had any friends." She told them all bluntly.

She rolled her eyes but smiled a little at Kent's words and took his hand standing up. Her legs wobbled and she ran to the bathroom vomiting up a mixture blood and her dinner. She quickly brushed her teeth and walked back out to the living room a piece of gum in her mouth as she took a deep breath all she could say is: "I really hate the tortures of hell. But if I could go back, Id change nothing." She looked at them all "Did they give you all names along with all those 'rippling pectorals?" She asked bluntly and then she looked at the rest.

Meg laughed a bit "I suppose that is one way to put it...another way is that I am a physic witch. I possess the ability to mind fuck anyone into next year and also to turn you into a frog at any given time." She told her jokingly. "I am curious why you all sold your souls..not many do it for good reasons..or smart ones." She said the last part more to herself then anyone. She sighed. "I'll tell you why I sold mine if you tell me why you sold yours." She offered.