Snowflake En-Tango'd

Author's note: Well, the latest Angela Queen of Hel (issue 6) gives me hope. Leah is the Leah from Battleworld (Secret Wars III) and was Illyana's lover. So we have Leah and Illyana 3.0 (who may have no memories of this at all or... does she?). Nice me thinks, likely Marvel is planning a hookup (next issue?) so I've added a short third chapter, in what may be an ongoing story, to set the table as it were.

I kind of thought that this would happen considering the effort Marvel went into creating that back story in the Siege limited series not to mention the fantastic artwork of the two of them together. But that would not be the first time Marvel created a great story potential and never followed up.

Part 3a: Dreams

And then Leah woke up in her bed. It was morning and her alarm radio had gone off ending the dream (Magic Touch by Aerosmith was playing).

Somebody better call a doctor, doctor

Or wake me up with a shove

I'm gonna knock you off you're rocker, rocker

Cause I think I'm in love

I tried to get a message to ya

But you walked the other way

I need your magic touch, don't you know

I got a habit and I can't let go

Feel the fire burnin' slow

You better get it while it's hot now babe

Cause I can't let go

...

Leah blearily groped for the off button. She finally found it and silenced the infernal machine as she heard the last of the song (she could have sworn that she'd set the radio to that new age station she liked).

...

You never know what you got

Till they take it away

I'm comin ready or not

Gonna get you someday

Leah lay back in bed and thought upon the dream. It has been nice. Good. She had found Illyana again. But... it had been just a dream.

Her Hel Hound, by the name of Thori, grumbled from the other side of the bed "Dreams are delusions that we want". Great, pop Psychology from a dog. But... an improvement over his prior cursing.

Part 3b: Break Fast

Leah ate her toasted onion bagel (covered in cream cheese and thin sliced Porchetta ham) as she sat at the breakfast table with Sera and Angela. Thori was under the table doing what all dogs learn to do, waiting for something to hit the floor (think of it as a union job for dogs). Table scraps were much better here then in Hel.

"Dreams about her again I take it?" Sera asked while slurping her coffee (lots of cream no sugar).

"Yes... and how did you know?" replied Leah.

"Because you're always moody in the morning whenever you dream of her" answered Angela (Black with sugar).

"This one was... different. We were not on the Wall or in the outer lands. It was... here, in New York and... I danced the Tango with her".

"That sounds nice" Said Sera while giving Angela the eye (hmm need to look up some dance clubs). "I didn't know that you knew the Tango".

"I didn't, but... that's the odd thing. Now I do". Leah demonstrated some Tango dance moves.

Sera's eyes got the far away look as she contemplated this turn of events. "Odd. Do you tend to wake up having learned things"?

"No".

"Dimensional alignment?" mused Angela.

"Possible. Another you in another place fell in sync for a moment? We are talking magic and you my dear Leah are rather potent with the stuff. And this is New York, such stuff happens all the time or so I've heard" mused Sera right back.

Leah took another bit, and then offered the remainder to the dog (gone in one bite).

"I miss so much about her. But if I had to pick one thing it would be that... smile she had whenever she was going to do something bad, wicked. To others or...". The remainder of the thought was left unspoken.

"And you continue to detect no sign of her presence?" Sera gently asked.

"No. But... it's odd. I get... flickers from the seeking enchantments. Like... like there are crumbs about but she's not here for some reason. On Battleworld she was from a land called Limbo. I have no idea how that might translate into this reality. Hmmm, in my dream Limbo was... another... locality like... Hel".

"Persevere is my advice" stated Angela.

"Perhaps we might enquire others of her possible ilk? I've heard of a bar that only the learned of magic can access, no idea where it is but if we could locate it we could inquire as to a woman that matched her description. Angela can be quite... persuasive". Sera smirked at saying the last word.