Danu descended slowly down the Alcatraz hallway. Since the sphinx had shown up, she had scanned the whole island with her aura, checking to see if any other creatures dwelled within the shadows.

And she had discovered an army.

She had sensed strange creatures within the prison, but her suspicions had been turned upside down into fear. There were arsenals of monsters within the Rock, and she ebgan to wonder if these were just the simple monsters, and the really powerful and destructive ones lay within the island itself or maybe buried beneath.

She walked by Japanese Oni and Celtic Peists. She had seen three Torc Ursu, or werebear, and five Torc Madra. The Vetala had been a surprise, especially being so far away from their designated clan. A small tribe of Genii Cuculatti were in the cage that she walked by, and what looked like a beached lake serpent in the opposite cage. A giant Nightwalker loomed in the shadows of an open cage, piles of ash surrounding it. She had even noticed an Azear, a creature with a human form but was created completely from flame, in a cell. And the fear that she had felt when she had entered began to slowly gnaw at the rest of her, slowly eating away at her sanity.

What was Dr. Dee planning?

Spider webs would've made the journey through the prison impossible if not for when they touched her aura they sizzled and turned to dust as the scent of exotic flowers filled the Rock. The strangest part of all about the strange assortment of monsters that had no right live outside of nightmares was that they were all asleep. Put under an incantation or cantrip. She understood why they needed to be put asleep, but the amount of power needed to perform a spell was immense.

Then she saw it.

The ultimate weapon.

Amehait. Also known as Amutt. But known everywhere as something powerful and evil.

It, along with some of the other primordial creatures, was used in the Great War with the Others, or Titans. Then, when the war was over, they had locked the creatures away in various imprisonments.

And Amehait was one of the vilest of the creatures. It had the head of a dark emerald crocodile, the mane and tail of a lion, the torso of a leopard, and the back end of a hippopotamus.

And it was sleeping.

Danu backed up slowly, eyes wide in terror. This was a creature that had eaten several Elders, Others, Next Generation, and thousands, if not millions, of humani.

And she wondered again who exactly was the Doctor's Elder master as she ran as fast as she could out of Alcatraz…..

Danu had descended down the hidden tunnel beneath the water tower, only half-conscious of what she was doing. An army was within Alcatraz. But she couldn't do anything about it. She would leave that to the other Elders. But she would have to alarm them…But she pushed that thought out of her head as the tunnel broadened into a wide expanse of subterranean mass.

She walked quietly, ignoring the restless spirits that clung to her, begging to be freed. Why were there so many here? Ghosts and spirits are tethered to a place for a reason, and Alcatraz, with it's bloody history, would probably be the most haunted place in America, if not the world.

That's when she felt it.

A soft buzzing that grew more and more pronounced as she got closer to the end of the tunnel. What was that field of energy? It was incredibly powerful: Danu had to push to keep going.

And then she stopped. There was an invisible wall in front of her. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it and the arcane knowledge and power within it.

Then she saw something out of the corner of her eye. Spears dotted the earthen floor of the tunnel. But what she had noticed was what was on the spearheads. Arcane Symbols of Power that resembled Mayan artwork.

They were from the Others.

She thought the Great Elders had destroyed every last piece of them and their culture. Obviously someone had remembered them.

She reached out to touch the spear, to pluck it from the ground, disabling the incantation. But sparks exploded where her hand touched the spear and seared her flesh.

She raised a maelstrom of winds to shift the weapons, but they didn't budge. She cracked the earth, but the split ground wouldn't go past the invisible wall. She shot fire from her hands, melting even the stone of the walls, but the spears remained unphased. She shot spouts of water at each spear individually, but they were immune to the Elder Magic.

Then she got it.

Whoever set them up had to be in the center of power as the spell was activated. But that would've ripped them apart and destroyed them from the inside out. So they had to be controlled by a simple Word of Power.

And she knew the word.

Her husband, the Chief of the Elders, Odin had power over magic, and he and Hekate had preserved books and manuscripts of the Others secretly whilst they studied the arcane magic. Danu had dismissed it but kept their secret. But she had occasionally read a scroll or two and has heard her husband spout of what he had learned. Little did they know that that knowledge of the ancient magic made them the most powerful of the Elders.

She vaguely recognized the incantations before her, and if she was correct, Hekate had known the being who devised the spell, making his name the Word of Power.

"Ymir," She murmured softly, anxiety practically ripping her apart. Suddenly, the spears shifted, bending and tilting towards the walls of the tunnel, making a clear path through them.

She laid her hand against where the invisible wall was, and it fell through. She tested half of her body, but it passed through as well. There was still the buzz of power that she had to push through, but it was barely tangible, and so she strode through the graveyard of spears, towards the opening at the end of the tunnel.

That's when the scream hit her, sending her hair flowing behind her. The Morrigan materialized in the opening, hands tensed into sharp, jagged claws. She screamed again, and Danu heard the sound of shattering glass back in the Alcatraz and shivered, wondering if it had woken any of the sleeping monsters within.

The Crow Goddess lunged, her face fixed into an ugly mask of bitter anger. Danu raised her hand and she stopped mid-flight. The Next Generation looked from side to side, and then bore her gaze into the Elder.

"Why have you come, Juno?" She spat angrily.

When Danu responded, her voice was surprisingly soft and mellow. "I have come for you, Morrigan. Hekate and I will devise a suitable Shadowrealm for your punishment."
She hissed suddenly, eyes wide in horror. "Impossible! Hekate is dead! I watched as Excalibur destroyed herself and Yggdrasill!"
Danu smiled maliciously. "The goddess lives, and so does the World tree," and then she added, "And she has a thirst for vengeance."

She turned and ripped her fingernails through the air, opening a thin portal. Through it they both could clearly see Hekate's Shadowrealm and Bastet thrashing in a koi pond being savagely attacked by water demons.

With a cackle, Danu gripped the Morrigan by the scruff of the neck and through her through the portal and into the pond with her Dark Elder accomplice. And with a last gaze around her, she stepped through the portal and stood beside Shiva, smiling in triumph.