Triviis

Leo was not happy. It was one thing when a Greek monster attacked him. It was another thing when someone attacks his friends. He watched as Scout was almost thrown into the water, only safely return False the favor with using him as a place to land. Slowly Leo's hands caught aflame and he glared at False, "Ever wondered what it's like to be on fire?"

"That was a demon" Master Hand replied. "I banished him back through that portal to the Hell from whence he came. As for the biting, honestly you did nothing with that bite, in fact I didn't even feel it." he floated over to her, settling down with his wrist a foot off the ground in front of her in this position. "Now perhaps you should listen to me, since you seemed to underestimate that stranger. Something like that can get you into trouble."

Alucard

Alucard appeared behind Master Hand, applauding and laughing. "Impressive, glove. You managed to subdue my level one release state." He smiled a fanged grin, "You put up a good fight." He knew not to attack anymore if something like that could send his hellhound back so easily. This glove was certainly not one to tangle with. Alucard asked the hand, "Might I ask where we are?"

The Lake

False stumbled backward in response to Scout jumping off his face. He spat out the sand and grit that was transferred to his mouth from Scout's shoe. False said, slightly calmer, to Leo, but still breathing heavily, "Why, yes, yes I have. And look! I can do that too!!" He brought up his two tensed hands, laughing. With a flaming aura surrounding them, flares began to swiftly swirl around his hands, forming intense fire. He blasted it at Leo.

Leo let the flames go right towards, him, not even flinching as they hit him "Dude, you think i would be able to control fire and still get burned by it? I've got mehself some mad fire skills." He grinned a bit before quickly taking some items out of his tool belt- a plain, metal tube and a bag of non-dairy coffee creamer. He picked up a rock and placed it in one end of the small tube and placed the powdery coffee creamer on the other end. He knew all about what non-dairy coffee creamer could do- it was highly flammable, and so a small spark can set it aflame. This was all created in a matter of seconds.He held up the side with the coffee creamer up to his mouth and blew out fire. The coffee creamer set aflame with a great amount of force and the rock went flying towards False as he yelled, "Homemade guns!"

Chopper landed softly on the ground, his arms wrapped around Ankha. The fur erupted off of him, returning him back into his main form. He leaned Ankha up against himself, ready to protect the cat from any oncoming attacks. He took note on the fire attacks coming from Leo and False, being ready to get her out of the way in case a stray attack came their way. Chopper quickly went to work checking Ankha's vital signs. He swallowed hard, knowing that he didn't have anything on him that was fast acting enough to help her, he would need Medics help.

Master Hand swiveled to face Alucard. "I am Master Hand." he thundered "I am not a glove, although I wear one." he said curling his fingers menacingly similar to a spider pouncing on something. "As for where we are, we seem to have been summoned to this place from our home realms. This certainly isn't the World of Trophies." Then turning back to Ahsoka, "I have seen a temple about 12 miles from here. Perhaps you might consider heading there."

Forsaken Engie let out a wheezing sound as he tried to form the words. After a few coughs and hacks, he had finally become fully accustomed to his voice and could speak with a lot less effort put towards it. "No. She was once an elf... She was killed and resurrected by the Lich king. She is now the queen of the undead- the banshee queen. Will you attack?"

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Sylvanas
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Sylvanas frowned as she replied to Samus, "one so far seems peaceful. The other, harsh." She summoned her war horse. "I say we go. We cant spend idle time waiting for their conversation to end. Your opinion?"

"Well we need to get to the temple, since it is our best hope of leaving." Samus replied to Sylvanas. She looked around. "I say we continue forward and face whatever is up there. It's better than waiting around here."
She looked toward the temple "Let's go"

The Lake

Kongu stared at the incomprehensible scribbles. He had no idea what any of the words said since he didn't know English in the written language. He wasn't even sure if they were even words. There was a small scratch in the paper that looked a mountain, and the only letter he recognized was the o. "Mata Nui, I can't read this! It's like some sort of alien language!" He assumed that the humans could read the scribbles since False was a human as well. He called to the Boston boy, hoping he was educated enough to read, "Heads up, Scout!" He tossed the book to him.

Ankha was alive, and in a state of shock. She breathed very quickly and her eyes were dilated in almost the same way False's eyes were.

False giggled and then said in a loopy voice, "How original! Someone that controls fire cannot be harmed by fire!" He let the fire scorch him, as he screamed in a twisted happiness with a maniacal laugh following his statement, "IT HURTS SO GOOD!" He let the fire burn him, as he slowly crisped up, then he stopped, and stared at Leo, menacingly. He then yelled in a loud, unhappy scream, "You need to be enlightened on originality, boy!!" He snapped his fingers, right before they fell of from being charred so much. A golden light appeared in from out of nowhere, and began glowing all around False. A type of bright golden explosion suddenly occurred around False, but didn't harm anyone. Instead, the ones that were closest to it, felt warm and comfortable. False emerged from the explosion with a full recovery from his burns. He snickered, "How's that for originality, boy?"

Leo laughed a bit when False replaced his body. "Not so much original.Where'd you learn that trick from- Tinker Bell? You know all it takes is faith, trust, and...." He launched another last of fire at False, "FIRE!!!!" He grinned, glancing only for a moment at Medic and Scout. He knew they were trying to get the book. All he had to do was distract False, for now.

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Sylvanas nodded, "Let's go." She took off on her horse knowing Samus would be close by and stopped at the Temple. Undead Engie looked away from Primary and at Sylvanas, nodding, "That is Sylvanas- the undead queen."

Chopper glanced nervously around the battle field. Medic and Scout seemed to have some sort of plan going on and Leo was doing a fine job of distracting False. And even better, Ankha didn't seem to have any physical problems. Her vitals were fine, but she did seem a bit shaken up. But he was nervous that she was going to faint from breathing too quickly, but he had some sort of plan to calm her down. Chopper knew half of taking care of a patient was taking care of them emotionally, which he could do even with his medical tools back in his world. "Queen Ankha." He stared, recalling that she called herself royalty. "Take deep breaths, and focus on them, it'll keep you from feeling light headed."

Samus followed Sylvanas up to the temple at high speed, stopping beside her. She looked at the being standing next to Sylvanas' servant. Utilizing her scan visor, she took a scanned her and the temple, looking for clues on what to expect. Her results concerned her. This alien reminded her of another creature she had encountered before "Metroids" she muttered under her breath.

Scout dodged and then caught the book out of the air. It was heavy, but he had already known that, and easily avoided being carried back towards the water with the force of the book. He stared at it for a second, not sure what to do. He looked to Medic for advice.

He really hoped they wouldn't have to use this thing for long. Bad things happened when an untrained person used magic. At least in his universe. Maybe it was different here, but he didn't want to risk it.

Scout looked back and forth between Medic and the book he held in his hands. This wasn't just a bad idea, it was a horrible idea. He could tell that Medic knew it too. But he did trust Medic, and the knowledge that Medic was just as scared as he was somehow made it a little better. It wasn't like Medic was completely ignorant of the danger here.

He gave Medic the book, practically throwing it into his teammate's arms. He wanted to be rid of the thing, really, but giving it to Medic wasn't much better. He held his gun at the ready, just in case.

Scout's eyes widened at Medic's words.  He almost dropped the Force-A-Nature at the thought of shooting Medic.  No, that wouldn't happen.  He couldn't do that, Medic knew he couldn't do that.  He gulped, then nodded.  It was barely visible, and he really didn't mean it, but he knew that was what Medic wanted him to do.

Resolutely, he turned back towards the fight going on around him.  He aimed his gun at False, just in case, and tried to ignore the ominous sound of Medic reciting magic words.  It was a sound associated with bad things, in Scout's mind.  But it was also their only chance at taking out False, in whatever way they needed to. He watched nervously, seriously hoping it would work.

The Lake

False noticed Medic using the spell book. This excited him, someone actually using the magic he made. He knew what the spell would do, but Medic made one mistake. There was the snapping of the fingers he left out. This actually startled him. This would cause something very, very bad without the finger snapping. "Wait, no! You forgot to snap your fing-" He disappeared instantly, leaving a pile of ash from when he was burnt by the fire. It was over and done with.

Kongu sighed, "Phew, I'm glad that's over. I've had enough of that crosswired freak." He hoped that he didn't have to deal with False for a long while.

Leo grinned at Medic, "Holy Hephaestus, yeah. He said something about forgetting to snap as he died but I'm sure it's nothing." He looked at the pile of ash, "It was kinda fun fighting someone else who could use fire, for once. Though one of his spells looked like Tinker Bell should've been the one using it." Leo laughed, "so ready to continue to the Temple?"

Northeast Portion of the Temple

False appeared at the temple in a daze. The spell Medic had used only transported him there instead of killing him. He was glad that the stupid doctor hadn't used the spell written next to it. He hadn't written a definition of what it does for his summons to use for an obvious reason. Besides, it was written in dragon language, so he doubted Medic could read it, let alone, anyone in Triviis. False slowly got off of his rump and began to clean himself, mainly by brushing off the remaining ash off of his armor. When he wiped the ash off his sweaty face, it simply smeared instead of falling off. He stared at his crusty fingers. Good, they were still there. He would need them if he were to do any Triviian spells, mainly for snapping; it was an important asset for his spell casting. He turned his attention to his surroundings, realizing he was at the temple. He was at the backside of it, where he was able to remain unseen, since the hulking stone structure was concealing him. Just the thought of him being sent to the temple pissed him off. It was as if one of his summons banished him. How dare that dumb nurse do that to him? He yelled in frustration with a very thick Nordic accent, "Rah vik nii!" He kicked a stone down the mountain with considerable force. There was a infinitesimal chance that someone might have heard it on the other side. If someone did hear him, there was nearly no way to access him. It was a vertical drop from that side of the mountain to the nearest patch of ground, which was about 250 yards down. They couldn't just waltz right through the temple either. A magical seal protected its doors, and besides, there were many of traps keeping them from getting to the center of the temple, let alone, the other side. Unless someone were to fly, perhaps, they could get to him, but from what False knew, no one was capable of flight.