Returning to Life? [Angel's return, open to all]

[Angel]

A dark abyssal place. No one, not even phsycics who could travel the astral plain had been here. Why? might you ask? It was the plain of Gods in the alien world of Zemgartanen, the home of the Goddess Queen Andoria Radulovic. On earth she was robbed of her powers, and in the desperate fight to get them back, she was killed. But that was nearly a year ago. Her spirit was called back to Zemgartanen, her body vanishing from earth with it. Here was where she stood now, in a single ray of violet light. She stood before the other three Gods of her world. the Karniir, the God Guardian that took on a red pheonix/dragon like appearence. Amindiar, Goddess of Land and Seasons, who took on a typical elven look, and Seth, God of the Passed.
Out of all of them, Andoria was the most powerful, but not now. No, now she was only a shell. A hollowed out ghost of her former self. The Gods spoke to her, and her grey eyes raised and her head nodded.
She had a mission.

{{All will be revealed}}
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New York 2:53 PM

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Not much was going on in the busy big city of New York. No big news stories or giant after holiday sales, no robberies, fights, or even a cat in a tree. Everything was so silent and peaceful, completely normal. So wouldn't it occur to anyone with sense that the long period of silence and peacefulness was going to eventually be broken? That everything wouldn't be quite for long? Well, apperantly not. Because no one was prepared when a bright violet and blue beacon shot out of the sky, and pummeled through and intersection, making a shockwave so massive that people and even some vehicles within 30 yards were flipped over and thrown. The bright light burned through the sky, so intense that it could be seen from cities away; the shockwave was so loud that it shook buildings and shattered glass. As the powerful light slowly died away, a cyclone like hole left in the clouds where it had been, an orb a swirling shades of blue, black, and purple was left in the crater. The orb, who's light was only as bright as the headlights of a truck, emited such an energy, both phsionic and mythical, that any phsycics or super beings in the area might feel a strange sensation run through their heads and bodies.

As the orb faded and people drew near, a woman apeared laying on her side in the crater. She had flaming red hair that was as long as she was tall, the red locks were layed all around her. She wore a streaming silk like black dress, no sleeves and a 'v' shape lined the collar bone and down to the center of her chest. The train of the dress was at least 15 feet long, and it seemed to sparkle like black diamonds. Despite the sudden cataclysm in which she entered, her face was completely peaceful, like she was sleeping.

Angel lay with in the crater. The marks of the Androlescent and the Mecoria upon her forehead and cheeks faded back to their light violet color. Slowly, the alien Goddess opened her eyes. As her vision came in to focus, she sat up suddenly, looking at all the people around the top of the crater. Her hair flowed around her body. She held her head and closed her eyes, the memories of the Spiritual Plain of Zemgartanen not yet coming back. When she opened them, she saw not the confused faces of the people of New York, instead she saw her home world in the midst of war, and she was caught in the middle. She drew in a sudden shocked breath, not realizing she was on earth but her mind was still trapped in the illusion of war. A Woo-Lai charged towards her in her head, and she let out a scared cry, throwing her arms up to defend herself from the wolf-like beast. A blue light shot from her hands, and people around her were thrown off their feet, and cars shot into the air and the crowd began to run screaming.

[The Spot]

Jonathan Ohnn was walking the streets of NYC, looking for something good to eat. He wasn't really hungry he just had nothing much to do. With Stark saved, and Darkseid seemingly dead there was very little action anymore. Mike Watz was always occupied with his business, so there went more of Ohnn's fun. Spot had robbed pretty much every place in the state worth robbing, so stealing from any place in New York would have been kind of dull for the master thief.

The very moment Jonathan was about to give up and go home he saw a brilliant light about half a mile away from where he stood.

"Hello... What do we have here?" He said with much interest. Black spots covered his white bodysuit as a smirk crossed his lips. He tossed one of the spots to his right, and then jumped into it. Another portal appeared above a building overlooking the crater, and out of the portal came The Spot. He sat in the portal for a moment, just watching as the light in the crater died out. "Well, well, well. Not every day you get to see an angel fall." He thought aloud as he stared at the beautiful woman below. As the mutant thief watched the woman closely he quickly saw that something was very wrong. She started attacking people, but not out of anger or with malice, but out of fear. She seemed confused and scared. But why?
The Spot hopped out of the portal, and then both portals vanished. The thief jumped off of the side of the building, aimed his right palm downward, and then another portal formed below him. He fell into the portal, and once he was through the portal disappeared. Spot fell through another portal in front of Angel, landing on his feet, then the portal vanished just like the others. "Easy now." He said softly as he aimed his left palm at her to motion for her to stop. "No one's here to hurt you."

[Angel]

{{Sorry it's a bit short, I've been working on my sites.}}

Angel crouched down in the street. She saw not the concrete, but instead the hard dirt ground of a Zemgartananian field. Much like the grounds around her palace. Standing up she turned, her black gown swaying around her ankles in the real world, while in her mind she was shrouded in her sixteenth birthday gown. She let out a startled yell as yet another of the massive demons charged her, when in fact it was a car trying to swerve away from her.

A blue field seemed to project from her body and slam into the vehicle. Turning at a voice, her frightened eyes fell on the Spot, well, in her eyes a tall elven man with thick black hair. He seemed calm. compared to the chaos around them anyways. Andoria tensed as he raised his hand, but did not attack. She stared at the man, the real world fading in and out of the vision she was trapped in. Grimacing she grabbed her head with one hand. What was going on? If she wasnt' in Zemgartanen, then where was she?

[The Spot]

(OOC: It's okay. Mine's gonna be short too. I'm headin' out of town in a couple minutes.)

Spot shifted backward just a little when the girl grimaced. When she relaxed a little he lowered his hand and took two small steps toward her.
"Can you hear me?" Jonathan asked calmly. "Do you understand the words I'm saying to you?" He saw this person fall from the sky, so he figured there was a pretty good chance she didn't even know what language he was speaking. "Miss...?"

[Angel]

Angel's brow furrowed slightly in confusion and pain. She glanced up hearing the other beings voice. Was he an elven man, or a black and white man? The images flashing in her mind weren't clear, and the real world filled with all the chaos and screaming wasn't helping at all. His words were all blurred together. Forget what language he was speaking, she couldn't even hear him correctly.

Her eyes darted around the scenery as he spoke again. The words were a bit clearer this time. Turning her head to look at the buildings once more, everything of her home world started to fade away and the real world began to fall into place. Angel blinked two or three times before she turned her attention back to the Spot. She had a feeling that this was famliar. Where she was. It was on the tip of her tongue, but what was it?!

She almost had the name out when blaring sirens damn near shattered her ear drums. She whirled around, her extremely long hair and gown waving in all different directions as she did. She automatically held her hands up at the sudden loud noise and the hasy manner in which the patrol cars entered, her knees bending in surprise making her look almost like a shocked little girl.

As the officers got out of their cars and aimed their guns, Angels eyes darted between everyone of them, and she turned her head slightly to catch other surrounding patrol in the corner of her eye.

[The Spot]

The Spot looked around as the cops rode up to the crater, making the woman even more afraid. Now Spot had not only the woman to worry about but himself as well; after all he was one of the most wanted men in the world.

"Oh crap." He thought aloud before turning toward Angel again. ~I really hope this doesn't come back to bite me.~ He thought as he ran toward Angel while aiming his right palm past her. A portal formed in front of the woman, and in that moment the Spot jumped and grabbed Angel taking her with him through the portal. He held her tight and close as they drifted through Spotworld for a few seconds. After no more than 5 seconds Spot took Angel with him through another portal, which caused them to appeal in an abandoned warehouse on the other side of town. Jonathan had one arm wrapped around her legs near her knees, and his other arm just below her shoulders. He knew it was probably a dumb idea to take hold of a frightened woman with enough power to send cars flying through the air, but he really didn't have much of a choice. He just hoped she didn't get the wrong idea and blast him.
"I hope that didn't scare you too much." He said tenderly as he set her down on her feet, and then backed away.

[Angel]

Angel glared at the police who kept their guns pointed towards her. Her hands glowed a faint blue for a second. She would have attacked but she found herself taking a small step back as a black portal formed in front of her. Only barely had she even seen it before she was lifted and carried into it. She looked aorund the dark abyss that they were floating through for the few short seconds she was in it until the view of walls and old junk came into veiw and she found herself in the real world once again.

As soon as her feet touched the floor, she backed away from the Spot as if he were some kind of poisonous being. Her eyes darted around as she turned about to look at her surroundings, her dress sweeping over the floor and her red hair dancing around her ankles as she did. Looking back towards Spot her eyes narrowed and she held one hand towards him, her eyes darkening slightly.
"Where am I?"
She demanded. It was so very famliar and she just knew she had been to this place before, but the name wasn't clear in her mind.

[The Spot]

"This is Los Angeles, California, United States..." The Spot replied, and paused briefly. "Earth." He added. The spots on Jonathan's body merged into one large spot on his chest, revealing a good-looking male in his 20's with medium length black hair. "People call me The Spot. And you are...?" He said politely.

[Poison Ivy]

Slow, yet loud applause was heard from an alleyway near to two. A wry smirk spread across Pamela's striking features, calling her out into the sunlight. Her long legs brought her into the sight of the Spot and the other girl who seemingly appeared out of nowhere. Olive, complacent eyes watched them, wincing in amusement. "Hm. The supposed villain really does jump at any moment to have a girl." Pamela's voice drawled sensually. Her hips swayed until she reached the 'angel'. Poison Ivy scrutinized the woman; she really needed a haircut.

"If you don't know where you are," The villainess licked her teeth as her gaze darted to the woman. "Then you're obviously not in the right place." Next, she looked to The Spot, almost warningly. It was not the time to hit on the girl from space. Something was going to happen soon. Pamela Isley wasn't given the privilege to know what it was, but she tried to get a heads-up before the big kaboom. "I'm sure this man can show you the way out of here."

[Angel]

Angel slightly lowered her hands at the mention of Earth. Here eyes lightened up again as she looked away, confusion over her face.
Earth
She repeated it in her head, it was familiar. Very familiar. She blinked a few times, some images running over her brain here and there. That's it! She had been to Earth before, it was becoming clear now. She lived here before, and now she was just back. But from what exactly escaped her mind.

Hearing his name, she looked back to him as he asked her own. She remembered clearly being called Angel, a male voice echoed in her head, yelling that name. So, she'd tell him that. Before she could, however, she heard clapping and spun to her right to see another woman approaching.

Angel narrowed her eyes. She didn't know what it was, but something about this woman really made her just wanna rip her hair out. Angel lowered one brow as she spoke about her not being in the right place. Well if she was sent here, then obviously she was in the right place. What did she know anyways?

Angel crossed her arms slightly, glancing to Jonathan as the green woman slightly directed her words in his direction. Yeah, he could most likely show her the way out, but teleporting again was definately not on Angel's list of likable things.
For now, she was at a loss for words. She didn't really know the woman enough to insult her, and she didn't want to give the Spot her 'name' when that woman was so close. Instead, she simply looked to the ground, annoyed.

[The Spot]

Spot kept calm even when he heard the claps. He was surprised, but not afraid as he turned to see Pam come into the light.

"Hm. The supposed villain really does jump at any moment to have a girl." Jonathan glared at Ivy when she spoke those words. Just what did she mean "supposed" villain? And what was this talk about him always trying to get a girl?

"Well, well, if it isn't Gotham's own Poison Ivy." He said, obviously displeased by her presence. "What brings you to California; did they run out of trees for you to hug back home?" He asked with a smirk.