"Let the games begin."

Amora's fingers glowed green around her fingerless glove that she lifted, blowing the wisps to ignite them like a flame. Kayla lunged toward her and she reached forward to blast the woman, but Kayla ducked and slid into her legs instead, knocking the Enchantress to the ground.

"I don't like to lose." Kayla growled as she leaned on her knee, right leg stretched out as she watched Amora groan and push herself to her knees. The Asgardian wasn't prepared to receive such a wallop from the mortal. She used her magic to float upward, her thigh high boots eventually leaving the ground as she stared down at Kayla with wicked green eyes. Kayla launched off her knee and darted away just as Amora threw another blast toward her, leaving a hole in her place.

James dodged behind the shattered glass cages, unsure what to do. "Mom?" He called quietly, keeping his eyes trained on Amora. She turned to look at him and he pressed his back flat against the wall.

"Eyes on me. I'm the one you want." Kayla ran and leapt, grabbing Amora's boot and using her weight to bring her back down to Earth. Amora growled as Kayla scrambled to her feet and attempted to jump away, but from her seated position, Amora reached out to Kayla with an electric lasso, latching onto her wrist and pulling her back.

Kayla realized she was being captured and dug her heels into the floor, but she slipped on the shattered glass and fell. Amora took this opportunity to yank her closer, grabbing Kayla's jaw when she could. Amora studied Kayla as she struggled, but the Enchantress was stronger than the super-soldier. "Oh Kayla, you fool. You did all this, for what? For friendship? But what about your family? What will you do to save them now?"

Kayla twisted her body to try and kick Amora, but Amora caught her boot and twisted her ankle, causing Kayla to scream in pain. "What can I do to satisfy you? Take my life if that's what you want. Torture me until there's nothing left of me. Let my family go." Kayla pleaded and Amora looked up to see James beginning to approach. When he met her gaze he broke into a run, but Amora simply floated to her feet, still holding Kayla's jaw tightly.

"Let her go." James demanded, barely recognizing his own voice. He swallowed and Amora grinned in response. "Take me instead."

"James-" Kayla breathed, trying to pull Amora's fingers from her face. "Don't make deals with her."

"No. No, I want to know what he has to say." Amora replied, holding Kayla so close she could feel the Asgardian's breath, "I'd like to talk to your son alone."

Kayla meant to protest, but to her surprise Amora pressed her lips to hers, and Kayla began to feel heavy from her feet up. When Amora pulled away and snickered, Kayla sucked in her breath and reached forward, turning to stone.

"Mom!" James rushed forward to hold her, but now she was nothing more than a statue. He turned to the Enchantress and wound up his fist, "Turn her back!" He threw the punch but stumbled forward into nothing.

When he looked around, he was no longer in that old building but instead in an old dance hall. He looked down, finding himself dressed in an old army uniform, "What is this?"

James looked up when he heard laughing, seeing couples swing dancing and drinking at little tables around the room. Suddenly everything was alive and loud and bright and he felt like he'd been drinking by how the world seemed to spin around him.

"It doesn't feel right, does it?" A soft, sultry voice asked. James turned to see The Enchantress sitting on a table with a martini in her hand, dressed in a red wrap dress with her hair in tight victory curls. She stuck out her ruby red lip at James as he stared at her, just as confused about her appearance as his own. "This- this just isn't you."

"This doesn't exist-" James argued and Amora slid off the table and bumped into him. He backed up rapidly, stumbling into a punch table and causing several girls to laugh. "This isn't real."

"Well of course it isn't real. It's the past. You have to let the past go. This isn't your world, it's your father's." Amora explained as she smoothed down the gold tie over his dark olive suit. "You don't have to be who everyone expects you to be. You're meant to be so much more."

James swung around quickly in an attempt to run away, but suddenly he was at a black tie gala. He looked to his right out the window, camera flashes illuminating his own reflection. His hair was slicked back and he wore a fancy black tuxedo.

"May I have this dance?"

James clenched his jaw and turned to see Amora in a long blue halter dress. He swallowed hard at the sight of her cleavage, eyes traveling down to her leg that peaked out through a long slit. When he finally forced his eyes up to meet hers, she smiled so brightly her teeth practically sparkled. "Like what you see?"

James stammered a moment, feeling heat rush to his cheeks, "You know I'm a kid right, I'm still in school-"

"Hmmm, you let your parents tell you that so they can keep you under their control a little longer." Amora circled James and he lifted his jaw, trying to seem stern as she ran her hand up his arm and around his neck, "They hide from you what I know- you are no child. Time means nothing to Captain America and his scientist wife, and the serum that keeps them young caused you to reach peak human condition faster than any mortal man." She wiggled her finger, green magic dancing off her fingers creating a mirror in front of James. "In human years? You're eighteen going on twenty-five. From what I've gathered from you humans, that's old enough to leave Mommy and Daddy." Amora grabbed his tie and pulled him closer to her lips, almost touching as she teased him with her sensual voice.

He grabbed the tie above her hand and pulled back harshly, snatching it away from her grip, but when he turned again, he was in a massive throne room. He turned around, seeing piles upon piles of treasure all around the room, the walls and pillars themselves made of solid gold. James looked around, finding himself alone in this fantastical place. "I know you're here."

"You don't belong in your father's world, nor your mother's..." Amora's voice echoed in the chamber as James looked up, "... but maybe you belong in mine." James looked down to find himself wearing armor. A flowing red cape danced above his ankles as he heard a crunch, turning back to the throne to see Amora lying across it in a long green dress with her green headdress. Her right leg hung off the chair as she lay on her back, tossing her blood red apple in her hand in between bites. When Amora noticed she had James's attention, she tossed him the fruit, "Apple?"

Before James could answer, Amora stood and pulled off the long skirt of her dress, revealing her low cut bodysuit and thigh high boots she'd worn before, but by the time she reached the bottom step, she looked like Morgan.

"Is this better?" Morgan's voice asked and James felt his heart clench as she took another step toward him. This time he stared her up and down unabashedly, drinking her in as he took a tentative step closer. She smiled sweetly, nodding encouragingly, "I can be whoever you want me to be. Don't you love me?"

James started to nod, before remembering this wasn't real. "No. No, I do not. You're manipulating me."

"But James-" She whimpered, reaching out and taking his hand. He sucked in air quickly when he realized she felt just like Morgan and he had to fight to convince himself this wasn't real, because she was standing in front of him, begging for him. "James." She whined again, pressing herself against him and looking up at him with those beautiful brown eyes that he adored. "Kiss me."

James began to lean toward her lips, wanting to taste her lips again, but a shriek broke through his spell and he backed away, pushing her away harshly. He blinked rapidly, clenching his hand into a fist, "No. This isn't real."

Amora threw her arms to the side and she became herself again, looking at James expectantly, "But I can give you what you want, more than anything. You could be a hero." James glared at her, but she took his silence as permission to continue, "Come with me, James. We can end this. I'm more powerful than Red Skull. I can save your family, and we can have everything. Just say yes." She reached out her hand for him to take, but he stared at it cautiously.

"How do I know you won't betray me?"

Amora just smiled at him and shrugged, "You don't, but do you really think your father and sister will survive without you? You're the only super soldier left James. You can fix this." Sarah's sobbing wail emanated through the throne room and James sprinted a few steps towards the sound. "You said to take you instead. You didn't really mean that, did you?" James scowled at Amora and she deflated a little, pretending to feel bad, "You don't want to let your mom down. Honestly, it's probably for the best that you don't take me up on my offer. It would break her heart to see Schmidt murder your father and sister."

James reached behind him and ripped away the red cape, dropping it to the ground and glaring up at Amora who hovered above him. "Alright. I'll bite. What do I have to do to for you to free my mom?"

Amora snapped her fingers and they were back in the building and James sprinted to stand beside his mom, studying her panicked features. Amora appeared behind Kayla and ran her fingers against the cool stone, melting it away until Kayla stumbled forward into her son's arms.

"What did you do to him?" Kayla snarled, immediately on the defensive as Amora raised her hand and waved it away, clearing a path to Kayla's son. When she reached James she clenched the front of his suit, looking it up and down thoughtfully.

"I prefer when it has more red." She raised and dropped her hand and James's suit became Steve's original Captain America suit, then turned to look at Kayla while she spoke to James, "Tell me you love me. And then you'll be mine and I'll let her go. Because nothing will destroy her more than watching me take advantage of her baby."

Kayla lunged forward, but Amora pulled James closer so she skidded to a stop, "No!" Kayla put her hands up, trying to come up with a counter offer when thunder shook the whole building.

Kayla and Amora looked to the window, but smile grew across both of their faces. Kayla noticed her giddiness and her smile melted into a scowl, "What did you do?"

"It took a long time, but I finally conjured a spell strong enough to entrance the God of Thunder. Thor is mine." Amora chuckled and Kayla felt her kneecaps buckle as her face fell, "Oh, Kay, don't make that face. He'll keep your Avengers busy, so I can have my fun with you! He's just here to make sure there's no interference."

Kayla quickly raised her head, knowing what she had to do, "If this is a true game, it should be a fair game. I'll play willingly, but I choose the rules."

Amora raised her brow, releasing James but creating shackles to hold him in place, "I'm listening."

"Your prize if you win is my death at your hands. But don't you want to prove you're better than me on my level? Or will you cower behind your magic and torture me by enchanting my son? Wouldn't you rather kill me with your bare hands?" Kayla suggested, taking a step closer as Amora's lips curled up into a grin.

"So you expect me to not use magic? That's unfair, it's two against one." Amora pouted, snapping her fingers so the shackles on James's wrists pulled him downward to his knees. "I'll make you a deal. Your son is collateral and I won't use magic."

"How do you know we won't run!" James yelled out fiercely, pushing himself to his feet despite the weight pulling him down. Kayla stared at him with wide eyes, wondering why he was playing devil's advocate when she was handling it. "Sorry." He mumbled, straining from the heavy shackles pulling him down, but refusing to fall back to his knees.

Amora hummed, tapping her lips as Kayla shifted back and forth anxiously, "He makes a good point, he's a smart man." Amora circled James as he glared at her, then an idea struck her, "Let's make this a little more interesting." She snapped her fingers and the shackles fell away from James. She then grabbed him by the neck and squeezed as he struggled, feeling weaker by the moment. Kayla watched in horror as Amora stripped her son of the serum in his system, dropping him when he was no better than a regular person. He looked at his thin hands and arms in shock, then stared up at Amora in bewilderment as she inhaled deeply.

"You wanted to be just a regular senior, now you are." Amora purred, turning to Kayla, "I get to use his serum to fight you. If I use magic, he gets his strength back."

"And if I win you let us go."

"And if I win," Amora pointed to herself confidently, "You die and he stays with me."

James quickly backed himself into a corner, practically swimming in his suit as he watched his mother battle for their lives. "I believe in you." He called to Kayla and she smiled weakly, turning to face Amora with her hand outstretched, "Game on."

Amora took her hand, but Kayla pulled her forward and socked her hard in the face, causing the Enchantress to stumble back a step, raising her hand to blast Kayla, but she shook her finger, "Nuh uh. No magic, remember?"

"Fine." Amora growled, leaping toward Kayla and pinning her down until Kayla managed to kick the other blonde off of her. Kayla leaned back on her palms and sprung to her feet, running full speed at Amora and threw a punch that she blocked with her arm cuff.

James watched as Kayla's blue suit tangled with Amora's high boots, the two women trying to pull the other's feet out from under each other. Kayla grabbed a handful of Amora's long hair and yanked her head back, but Amora hooked her calf around Kayla's ankle and pulled it out from under her, causing her to lose her balance and fall. Amora chuckled, standing over Kayla with her hands on her hips, but Kayla kicked out Amora's calves and the moment she was on her back Kayla grabbed her boots and pulled her forward.

James scrambled to his feet as Kayla tackled Amora and used her muscular legs to hold down the other woman's thighs and torso before grabbing both hands with her right hand. Kayla clenched Amora's neck with her left hand, leaning all her weight and strength into choking the life out of the Enchantress so their troubles could be over once and for all.

Amora gagged as she struggled to overthrow Kayla, but the President's daughter had too much determination to let up until she'd finished what she'd started. She'd kill Amora with her bare hands and feel no remorse. Amora knew her life was over, but she wasn't going out alone. So she wrestled one hand out of Kayla's grip as James began to sprint towards them.

He slid to a stop the moment Amora's palm slammed against the concrete, time itself seeming to freeze as his weak legs struggled to hold him upright any longer.