Burnout found that Jack simply ignored him. Meanwhile, the woman stil stared into teh globes, which began to swirl faster, casting a kaleidoscope of bright light and pitch darknes around.
"What is it, Dessie? What do you see?" At the last bit, Jack's vice took on a bit of a Darth Vader-esque tone and sound.
"The globe is the key."
"Come again?" Burnout was confused.
"The globe. It acts as the doorway for the plane where they are. I can get no sense of them her, but near the globe, I can feel their souls. If I touch the globe, their essence practically screams out."
"So. Ol' lightbulb and shadow got sucked into a tiny little bouncy ball? How did they fit?"
Dessie shrugged at Jack's question. "Alternate planes are strange. Their entrances can be either bigger than would be pysically possible, or smaller."
"So, would you be able to pull them outa there?" Burnout was getting his hopes up again.
"I believe so. But, I would need a spirit anchor on this plane."
"So you want us to throw you in an ocean tied to an anchor? How does that make any sense."
Burnout couldn't resist; "This coming from Jack? Wow."
As Jack glared fit to kill at Burnout, Dessy seemed to reach her hand into the sphere and close her eyes.
"A spirit anchor," she explained, "is someone who is very close to me. Someone I love, and who loves me."
Burnout stepped back, palms in the air. "She's your girlfriend, Jack." Jack walked tentatively over to Desie, who instructed him to grab hold of her left arm. He did so, and Dessie began to grow immaterial. As she left Earth, and entered the realm inside the globe, the colours began to change, and Burnout and Jack were able to se the realm through Dessie's eyes. Soon, all that was left was Jack holding onto an arm that vanished into a globe of light.
Through the window of the globe, they were able to see what Dessie saw, and what she saw was nothing short of astonishing. There before her towered two gigantic figures, one of shadow and one of light, dueling with blades of enormous size. Their appearances did little to deceive one who saw into their souls. The titan of ligth was Darklight, she saw, and the titan of shadow was Voidhunter, her target. However, having been through the whole "collect Void's soul" thing before, she knew that to take Void's soul was to steal Darklight's as well. EVn so, at the very least, he had to try and get them back to the mortal plane.
She felt the tug of this plane pulling on her, and was glad of Jack's grasp on her arm, keeping her from drifting into this plane herself. She walked over to Void, and grabbed a fistful of his essence, which caught both Darklight and his attention. She yelled for Jack to pull her out, and began to materialize back on Earth, keeping hold of Voidhunter, who began to writhe and scream.
It felt like she was being torn in two, but she finally poped back into existance, landing bside Jack, who quickly helped her up, and checked to se if she was okay. Burnout, in the meantime, was more concerned with the tagalong figure. Voidhiunter did not lok like his titan form, but he was most assuredly there
As if that wasn't enough, a flash of light was blasted from the globe, and Darklight stood there, in his gold and black costume. Both he and Void appeared to be disoriented. Dessie spoke up from beside Jack.
"The evil soul in Void is his power. If I can steal that, he and Darklight can live."
"Well, than do that, before big dark and crepy over there decides he wants to kill everything in sight." Burnout's patience was being stretched thin, and he was begining to get worried. Void had had a nasty reputation for being a remoreless killer.
Dessie stood, walked to the dazed Voidhunter, and breathed in. It semed the liquid shadow essence began to flow off of him, and into her mouth. Darkligth, beside them, cried out as a wave of light left his body and was also consumed by her. The mixture of light and dark that she consumed then blasted out of her mouth, and fled to the underworld. Before her sat two completely normal humans.
"That should count as one soul a la Void. I wonder what that would taste like....maybe a slight touch of chicken, with a dash of apocolocyntosis" Jack quipped.
Burnout spoke up "What the heck is that?"
"The ability to turn people into pumpkins. Doesn't everyone know that?"
Burnout didn't reply. Jack paid him no mind, and turned his attention back to Dessie.
"Well, along with their powers being mising, I have also stolen select memories. Darklight's old psychotic urges, and Void's killing sprees."
"No, I meant, what happens to you?" Jack clarified.
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