Alex crouched behind a brick wall. Her suit clung to her too tightly, but she managed to squeeze in. Justin was going over her plan critically, and she could not really block him out.

"You have thirty seconds to jump over the fence, run across the lawn, climb up the outside out the mansion, and in. Then get to the hall, run down it to my old vault- which by the way, you never managed to penetrate," Alex gave him a look that made him doubt the truth of that, "Get around any guards, get into the vault, find my wand, get it, exit the vault, which, by the way, is impossible, and get back out." Justin paused, "Did I miss anything?"

Alex stretched, "Just that we've likely already been spotted, but that's it."

He rolled his eyes, "Don't move."

Alex huffed, waiting for... something. He had some kind of plan, but it made no sense. What could he do to help her she could not do on her own. then again, if he was of no help, why had she released him in the first place?

Taking a breath, Justin closed his eyes, and braced his open palm against her bare stomach. Alex felt a tingling sensation as the warmth of his hand seeped in- then penetrated.

"AH!" It felt like a hot knife was being driven into her.

"Okay, now go!"

Alex took off. she was already huffing, and almost out of time, as she reached the building. Her hands skillfully clung to the exposed architecture, pulling the ex-wizard forward. Muscles strained, limbs creaked, but the rebel's spirit came back alive, pushing her forward.

Alex smashed the window open, no longer caring for stealth, and dove into a darkened room. Jumping over the glass, the intruder dashed to the door and into the hall.

"Wha-?" Alex karate-chopped the yuppie in the hall before taking off for the stairs. She leapt from placement to placement, swinging from a chandelier all in an attempt to get to the vault in time.

Two guards, only human, jumped in shock, reaching for their weapons.

Hee, too late...

Alex vaulted past them and into the... vault?

Whoa...!

What surprised Alex the most was that there was nothing in there, nothing at all! She swallowed, "Where's...?"

"Alex Russo..." smirked Rosie, stepping in deftly, imagine my surprise to see you in here. Magical protection has kept you alive so far. But I don't see how you're going to escape." She walked out of the moonlight and into the shadow of the vault. Alex ducked into a corner. "Grow wings and fly?"

"Yeah, something like that!"

Rosie looked up to see Alex perched like a predatory cat. The dark angel took off, flying up to meet her foe. That was a big mistake.

Alex leapt down, dodging Rosie's fingernails raking against her body, and using her centrifugal force to swing the angel out of the vault, and back into the main room.

Flying amongst the chandeliers, Rosie hunted her squirrelly prey. The dodged back in forth under the light of the moon. Alex watched from the glow of her perch as her opponent flapped around her. More guards were on their way. There was no way to fight the men on the ground and a woman from above. Rosie swiped at the ex-wizard again. Alex dodged, sending the chandelier swinging. Dust fell on her shoulders. Looking up, Alex noticed two things. First, that the chain was failing. Second, moonlight, specifically a skylight.

There was another way out. Alex climbed the chain, trying to reach the roof, but Rosie saw this, and started shaking it loose. Guards piled in below them.

Alex realized she could barely keep her grip, let alone climb.

Fine...!

"Get back here and fight like a bit-" A boot caught Rosie in the mouth. Alex pushed down, propelling herself upward as the angel brought the chandelier to the floor on top of the guards.

Alex crashed through the glass, protecting her face with her arms. She ran. Blood poured from her unprotected skin, but still she ran. She climbed down the side of the house, across the lawn, panting with exertion.

Up and over the wall to... safety?

Justin was nowhere to be seen, "Just-?"

Black heels dug into her back and shoulder, knocking her to the earth. A triumphant Rosie coughed into her arm, "Are you insane? Do you honestly believe we wouldn't take precautions? That we wouldn't see to it that the vault was empty, and that Justin could never rise to power again?!"

Alex groaned in pain. Rosie dug her fingers through the Latina's dark hair, hissing in her ear, "If you think Justin's Journal was bad, wait 'til you see where we lock you up!"

Everything went dark.