AN: I'm back with Vixen my great friends. I hope this chapter meets your standards. Special Thanks goes to Death Fury for writing this intro.

-Hours Ago-

Gwen was laying in her bed she could not sleep, every time she did, she saw her worst nightmares, ranging from the death of her father, to the death of her team, all the way to the destruction of Earth. The heroine could hear evil laughter coming from the somewhere in the room, it was dark and malevolent it was quiet, she got up and began to look around the room searching for the sound, hoping she was not hallucinating or going crazy.

It was about three o'clock in the morning, the witching hour, when she found where the laughter was coming from, she looked into the mirror and saw herself, but behind her was a wraith like silhouette, it was all black except for the eyes that burned red with hate and maliciousness.

She spun around quickly looking behind her, but there was nothing, the laughter had stopped, and everything was eerily quiet now. Gwen looked back to the mirror and saw only her reflection, her blood red shot eyes, the purple bags under her eyes and her tired looking face stared back at her.

Gwen's eyes in the mirror flashed purple as it said in her own voice, "You will destroy everything you hold dear." And as if the mirror was a viewing portal to another dimension she so that she was alone, her father dead at her feet, with a hole in his back where she could see the ground from, in the Mirror Gwen's hand was the heart of her father.

In a fit of rage Gwen struck out at the mirror, but the moment she touched the mirror, a chain made up of mystical yellow energy wrapped around her waist and began to pull her in, Gwen let out a terrified shriek loud enough to wake up her neighbors as it tried to suck her in. She tried sticking to the floor, but the floor up-heaved with her as she gripped the sides of the mirror with all of her spider strength, she only ended up only cutting her hand as the wood frame, leaving a bloody trail as she was sucked into the mirror. With everything she had she gave her all to bring a hand to the mirror, leaving a hand print on the inside of the mirror.

All that was left of her in the real world was two missing boards and a bloody hand print on the inside of the mirror.

-Present Time-

Wraith was currently looking over a map of New York City, and was in the middle of planning an attack when his holographic projector came to life and showed an image of his dark cloak wearing master.

"Master." Wraith bowed as he dropped to one knee out of respect for his master. "What do I owe the honor of your presence, master?" Wraith asked the Dragon Emperor.

"Wraith, I have news to tell, and a gift to offer. Which would you prefer first?" Imperious asked his lead general.

"What news or orders do you have for me, master?" Wraith asked in a humble tone.

"I have several plans in motion that might peak your interest." Imperious said in a tone that instantly got Wraith's attention. "I have trapped Daisy Johnson, Doreen Green, and Kamala Khan in nightmares of my own creation." Imperious informed Wraith.

"I thought you wanted me to hunt them down and kill them one by one?" Wraith asked in a confused tone.

"That order is still in effect, I have merely... postponed it for now." Imperious said smoothly. "On other news, my apprentice Stalker has arrived in another dimension, and he has requested a quarter of your troops." Imperious informed his lead general.

"Not meaning to question your wisdom or orders, but why does Stalker need not only my troops, but a quarter of them?" Wraith asked in a confused tone, which earned a deep chuckle from Imperious.

"Because and old friend of ours is going to be sent to that dimension–"

"You mean him?" Wraith asked his master.

"Indeed. The fallen Academy warrior will be defending that dimension, and needless to say Stalker will need a lot of minions if his quest is to succeed." Imperious said smoothly, which earned a head nod from Wraith.

"I relinquish a quarter of my troops, master." Stalker said in a humble tone, which caused his master to nod his cloaked head. "To get back on topic, do you want me to hunt down the remaining Secret Warriors while those three are trapped in your nightmares?" Stalker asked as he couldn't help but smile as he thought about the torment those three where enduring.

"Not yet. I have foreseen that Vixen and her new friends will have to enter the nightmares in order to pull their friends out. If they fail, we have them all in our iron grasp." Imperious said with a satisfied tone.

"If they escape?" Wraith asked quickly.

"That will be easier said than done." Imperious answered. "But if they do escape, they will be down a valued member of the team..." Imperious said darkly as suddenly he pulled in a familiar blonde haired teenager into frame of the projector. Despite looking a little bloody and drugged, Wraith still recognized the Secret Warrior.

"Gwen Stacy." Wraith said with an evil tone as he rubbed his hands together.

"Indeed. I captured her before she could join the rest of the team in their mission. She will make a fine bargaining chip–"

"Forgive my interruption master." Wraith apologized. "Can I let my legion have some time with her, I will see to it that they don't get... carried away to much." Wraith chuckled darkly.

"No." Imperious said firmly. "Upon her delivery to you, you must keep her alive and in one piece." Imperious said firmly. "Put simply, her life is in your hands but do nor harm her... yet." Imperious said firmly but darkly, and that made Wraith smile, showing off his blood stained teeth.

"When will she be in my care?" Wraith asked darkly.

"Soon." Imperious answered simply as the communication line went off with a crackle of static.

To Be Continued...