CHAPTER 32
LOCATION: UNKNOWN

       A figure sweeps through the pristine halls of a facility. Her floor length cape, sweeps the floor, most believe it is an inconvenience, very few realise the flexible bulletproof protection it provides, fashioned from carbon fibre, designed for dramatic intent. Even though she is immortal, she is not indestructible.

       The figure passes a few, lower level workers, they move to the side, bowing their head. With her touch, they could crumple to the floor, dead, or be healed. That's why they've gravitated here, they heard whispers of a goddess whom could bring healing to the sick. They'll get their reward in due time.

       The figure known by many as Kalela, reaches the securely-fashioned room. Three men are evenly divided around the table, running through recent intelligence and battle plans, because it will eventually come to that.

       They all have imitations of Kalela's full-length cloak, the cowl is up and covers their faces in shadow. The man dressed in the green cloak is known as brother, father and enemy; Loki. The man dressed in the red is known as the metal-wielding, powerful mutant; Magneto, or Eric, to some. The last man has no friends and in his solitary confinement he has grown bitter... And strong. His name is most known a Dr. Doom, or Victor he dresses himself in silver.

       All these men assist Kalela in her movement to overthrow the world and from all the people in the building, are the only ones that know her true identity. The identity affiliated with superheroes and loveless affairs.

       "They're making movements towards the scythe's location." Doom growls, his hands clenching. Kalela ponders to herself about Doom's lack of control over himself. She imagines scenarios in which she could use it to her advantage. Kalela always thought Doom of as a, more niaeve man, driven by the petty desires of this world, not like his counterpart, Reed Richards, but in his pursuit for power, Doom would seemingly be the most ignorant of all.

       "Let them." Magneto snaps back. "It sends them on pointless errands."

       "Besides." Kalela speaks cooly. "They will not have the final ingredient, it is in my possession."

       Lana doesn't know how the scythe she created is Death's scythe, but if her mother told her that it is so, then so be it.

       "Becky is preparing herself to make the blood sacrifice. She blames herself for your turning and is trying to find you still."

       "Yes, that was on you for lowering our wards temporarily." She snaps at Doom, he looks down in shame. "But this, loose end, they may try the exchange with the compass as a substitute for the scythe, I doubt it'll be taken but we don't like loose ends. Let them have the scales but not Rebecca."

       Kalela's eyes catch Loki's clenched hands, she realises that he's trying to fight against the control her mother placed upon him. From her hand, a few grains of Mist trickle into him and the control is regained again. His back straightens and his eyes flash black.

      Her eyes flicker to Doom. "Lizard should have the Iridium cuffs ready for you. Both you and Magneto will lead Crossbones' men to capture her. I think being in close proximity to her will give our little Loki, incentive to fight me again."

       "It is best that you do not come." Doom nods.

       "I will come," she snaps. "Wether I make an appearance or not will be up to me."