New York City: Present Day
Cahira was speaking to one of her fire soldiers in a dingy hotel room, she had been staying there for about a day, just so she could get time to be unbothered so she could plan.
"Find me the fastest way to Caligo, and then I can find us the way there."
She turned to another.
"Also, be sure that we aren't being followed." Cahira said to one of her warriors.
The warrior showed his map, and according to it, Cahira was being followed by a group of demigods. She growled and then changed into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt in order to give off a normal appearance, and then she pulled her hair up something she had seen Alyssa do when it was time to "get down to business" and then headed out.
While walking she noticed a van following her. She rolled her eyes and flicked her finger toward its engine sending a wave of heat, not hot enough to start something dangerous but just hot enough to stop the engine. Cahira was determined to do this alone so she continued toward the airport.
Twenty minutes later she arrived and went in. Security was her favorite, they never detected any weapons or firearms. Cahira laughed every time she went through, and then was "randomly selected" for a security check. Before the TSA woman could even start speaking, Cahira answered questions she had been asked many times before.
"I don't have any weapons, food, or illegal items. I am going to Quebec for pleasure. My flight leaves in twenty minutes. I am not meeting anyone except for my parents in Quebec, they are already there. Am I done?"
After a routine bag search and pat down she wan on her way, and as soon as she was on the airplane she heard a voice.
"Howdy." A male voice said.
Cahira looked up and saw Leo.
"How do you people find me?" She groaned.
"Look I'm not too excited to go back to Quebec, but hey fire people have to stick together, whether or not you like it Chair." Leo said and sat right next to her.
"Its Cahira." She was confused why he called her that.
"Nah, if you're gonna be a butthead then I'm gonna call you chair, Chair." Leo explained.
"Are you alone at least? I'd like to keep this rescue with as few people as possible."
"Don't worry, Chair. It's just me. I figured you might need help from a fiery friend with the Snow Princess still up there." As he spoke her rested his hands behind his head.
Cahira was silent for a minute, she didn't want to know about this Snow Princess so she didn't ask. The pair was silent for a little while, and Leo pulled his tool belt from his bag and then started fiddling with some pipe cleaners. After takeoff, Cahira looked back at him.
"What happened to the girl who was alone?" She asked.
"She died." Leo whispered.
"Leo, I'm sorry-" Cahira started.
"I'm kidding, she's back at camp. You worry too much, Chair."
"Will you please stop calling me that?"
"Will you please stop being a butthead, Chair?"
Cahira growled and then turned out the window. After a minute she turned back.
"How do I stop being a butthead?" She asked, and Leo grinned.
"You have to accept my help, we'll get your sisters back." He said and raised a tiny machine that looked like a person who had a butt for a head.
"Is that supposed to be me?" Cahira asked in an extremely unamused tone.
"Yup, watch this!" Then Leo pressed a button and the butthead toy tooted from its 'head'.
Cahira frowned and then grabbed the toy quickly. She heated her hand and melted the metal.
"Not cool, Chair."
Cahira gave him a wicked smirk but then turned back to the window and rolled her eyes.
"You really didn't have to come. You don't know how dangerous Caligo and I are together." She told him.
"Can you two really be more dangerous than my devilishly good looks and amazing charm?" He tried to lighten the mood.
"Yes, more dangerous than that." Cahira said.
Then Leo huffed and started humming a tune, it went on for a minute and then two and then five. Cahira turned to him.
"What song is that?" She asked, annoyed.
"Danger Zone." He gave her a big smile.
Cahira gave him a very pointed look and then looked back out the window. Soon her mind took over.
Ten Years Before: OMS private airport
"Alright you three. We are going to need you to be very good for the UN ambassadors today. That means especially you Second." Nicholas Chermovsky said.
The three sisters stood before them, their personal nannies were instructed to dress them in a way that seemed unthreatening and very light. All were dressed in Sunday best, it looked like a strange family portrait.
"In the demonstration, I need complete control on your powers. These people want to see you execute in a humane way. A way that can reduce terrorism and wars." Dr. Chermovsky explained.
A plane had began its descent, and the three girls knew that this was their chance. They stood with their hands behind their backs and their chins upward. They may have been genetically engineered to be completely different from one another, but they could still be taken for sisters. The determination in their eyes and the way they carried themselves marked them as almost the same person.
As four men exited the plane, the sisters plans had been finalized without ever saying a word. The men all looked like hardened military men, and they exchanged greeting with Dr. Chermovksy, then turned to the girls who looked like Chermovsky's strange daughters.
"Gentelmen, I am thrilled to have you here. These are the weapons you are here to observe." Chermovsky said and gestured to the girls.
"These aren't weapons. These are girls... What are you playing at Chermovsky?" Asked the tallest one, he seemed to be shocked.
"That is exactly where you are wrong. These ladies, while seeming to look like maybe a twelve or thirteen year old, are actually twenty five years old and have seen more killing fields than any of you. In fact they have probably completed more humane executions than your top soldiers have kill counts." Dr. Chermovsky mused.
"Why don't you let them actually show us what they are capable of." One of them said.
Nicholas Chermovsky nodded, and sealed the fate of the Organization. He called on each of the girls one by one.
"This is First, she brings peaceful and painless deaths to women and children of war ravaged areas who have no quality of life." He said and Caligo took a step forward.
"Little lady, have you ever killed anybody?" One of them sneered.
"I have killed a great amount of women and children who deserved to go gently and painlessly. I have offered a free ticket into the afterlife, a way to end their suffering." She said in a very metallic sounding voice, her starry eyes wide.
The men exchanged nervous glances. Then they nodded at Chermovsky who then waved at one of his scientist to bring out a woman in a wheelchair.
"Meet Doris, she has been on a waitlist for assisted suicide since three months after her accident. Doris used to be a professional mountain climbing instructor until a rock fell and hit her, turning her into a quadriplegic. She has no quality of life, and Doris has asked for this for many years." Chermovsky said as Doris came closer.
The shortest man of the group pulled a tablet from his bag and started taking notes.
Caligo stepped toward Doris, she splayed her fingertips and then a peaceful darkness dripped down. Her eyes lightened up, and then she looked at Doris.
"Come to me, touch the darkness and feel no pain." She whispered in that metallic tone.
Doris looked at her and pressed the button to make her wheelchair go forward, if she had control of her face she would have smiled. There was a happiness in Doris' eyes that was unmistakeable. As she came forward the darkness spread toward her, stars appearing.
"Thank you." Doris seemed to whisper as she closed her eyes and embraced the good night.
As soon as the darkness had covered Doris completely, it disappeared. The men from the UN looked shocked and in awe at the same time.
"Did she feel any pain?" The one taking notes said.
"No, I am Caligo." Her name was met with a murmur among the ambassadors. "I am darkness. I am peace."
The men made a few more notes and then nodded. Caligo stepped back into line and then Cahira stepped forward.
"This is Second..."
"What is her real name?" The tall one asked.
Dr. Chermovsky looked at the men, he sighed and then turned.
"This is Cahira. She brings valiant deaths to soldiers. Quick, but not completely painless. The pain they deserve, and the pain they can stand." Dr. Chermovsky explained.
Cahira then stood forward, her golden skin glinted in the sunlight and then she smiled at them. Her molten gold eyes disturbing. She had to be the one who did it. If Malum did then the world would end.
She turned to Chermovsky and gave him a wicked smile, it was extremely disturbing because she made her eyes to be they were in war zones.
"Cahira, what are you doing?" He asked forcefully.
Cahira smiled even wider and then surrounded them in a circle of white hot fire. She turned toward the men.
"I am Cahira, firebringer, killer of warriors. Feel my power, feel my heat."
"Cahira, please stop." Dr. Chermovsky asked worriedly.
"Showcasing how you made me of course." She said, and then set herself ablaze.
Once she was on fire, both of her sisters surrounded themselves in spheres of their power, and then she turned to the men.
"I have killed countless. Melted the flesh from their bones. I have caused insurmountable pain. I am the sun and the flames. I am the monster he has made me to be." She said in a voice burning with pain and passion.
The men stared in horror. They looked at each other and started running toward their plane. She let the flame in her eyes die down, and her wall disappeared.
Then two days later the organization was shut down by the UN in a quick and messy matter. Then the dark times arose and the sisters were separated.
Each girl was sent down their own path, and therefore their own path to Death.