01X03 - A Fateful Encounter

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It seems we've the very
thing we tried to prevent...

Unicorn has awakened once more.

Bit perhaps all is not lost...

For they are not the way
they were in the past,

and this resurrection
might be their last.

All of you!

Priceless artifacts stolen!

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Scotland Yard investigates!

Inspector, any
arrests been made?

A prime suspect?

What we have here
is an act of piracy.

And an investigation
is underway.

- Inspector!
- What about witnesses?

All I can say is that there
have been some injuries,

and artifacts bound for the
British Museum have been stolen.

That is all.

What about witness reports
of something supernatural?

There is no such thing
as the supernatural!

Reporter #2: What about that zombie
elephant from the other night?

It-It escaped from the zoo!

And the witch's magic?

Over 50 eyewitnesses saw her!

She took out the whole block!

There was a gas expl*si*n!

Is this supernatural boat attack

connected to the
zombie elephant?

"Wave of Magic
Terror Grips London!"

Magic is not real!

And yes, we feel
there is a connection,

but it's nothing more than a
criminal g*ng of spiritualists.

They use parlor tricks...

Lights, shadows, flash powder,
or other such gimmicks,

like the other night,

to deceive honest people into
believing they are magic.

And Scotland Yard will not rest

until these charlatans
are in custody.

You're under arrest.

"Spiritualists raided!

Manhunt underway!"

Reward offered for any
information leading to

the capture of the
Magic Marauders!

Where are you, my love?

Seng, do you see anything?

Ooh.

You found her?

I see...

the cosmic walker!

Never can I recall an awakening
where so much is lost.

Yes, even your awakening
is shrouded in mystery.

Metal men, zombie
elephants, Melinda lost...

I just...

What have you done!?

You will not succeed.

Emma. Emma.

You big dum-dum.

What are you doing
sneaking about?

I'm a thief, here to steal
your most prized possession.

And what might that be?

Your heart. M'lady.

Well, that's just silly.

You already have that.

A kiss, then?

Well, Mummy, Daddy?

What do you think?

- Stunning.
- What?

Who are you?

What is happening?

I'll have them serve
us in here tonight.

This is...

too much for me to bear.

Please rest easy, darling.

What will we do, Fairfax?

Our daughter is gone.

We... We don't even
know if she's alive.

Oh, she's alive.

I know it.

We will find her.

And poor Winston.

Winston!

At his young age, to
ponder death is...

Death?

Emma!

Winston is dead?!

Tell me! Is he dead?

No! No, darling.

He's at Royal Victoria
Hospital, very much alive.

He's a strong chap,

and has the best
doctors in London.

He will be fine.

No. This is my fault.

I have to see him.

Emma, wait.

Oh, you mustn't go.

We can fix whatever
this is that's happened.

I assure you.

Just know that you are
Emma Fairfax, our daughter.

Your place is here,
at home, with us.

Thank goodness she is alive.

Is she?

Fairfax!

It's just...

that is not our daughter.

Pardon, Miss.

Scratch an itch, would ya, Miss?

Don't bother the young lady.

I see her, floating in the air.

Poor lad... keeps re-living
that horrible day.

Oh, no! The fire!

The fire!

I have to get out of here.

Emma?

Winston?

I can't believe it's you.

Why didn't you leave
when I told you to go?

You could have been k*lled.

I couldn't leave you.
You are my everything.

Right, Romeo.

Don't wanna bust them stitches
on account of your pretty...

lady.

Now, now, take it easy.

I'll be back to change
them bandages...

And I'll get some... some fresh
ones from-from over there,

where... where the
supply is, yeah?

I won't let you go again.

No.

It was a mistake to come here.

Emma, just listen to me...

I have to leave.

No.

I will never let you go.

Gotcha!

Hello, there.

Aren't you cute.

Huh?

A nine-tailed fox?

Melinda!

Sorry, little
friend, I have to go.

I found her! I found her!

This way!
- Don't lose her!

Why can't I move?

Who's that?

You guide the way,
and we'll guide you.

- She's on the move!
- On it!

The three-eyed dog is loose!

Next.

Clarice Leydoux
and Lao Xi Sheng.

Says here you have some
important information

regarding the spiritualist g*ng.

They are not a g*ng.

They are heroes fighting
on the side of good.

You see, we are part of a
legacy that has saved the world

from an unspeakable
evil throughout time.

We are members of
The Reawakened.

The heroes you seek
are actually spirits

reborn to fight evil
time and time again.

A long line of people become
host to these spirits.

Our ancestors were
some of these people.

My 3rd-generation grandfather
was chosen long ago,

and now, I await my call.

And I am a direct descendant
of Sainte-Geneviève,

protector of Paris, and
one of the first hosts.

This call is what I have
trained for all of my life.

We both have.

So, what you are saying is
that the heroes are here...

just not awakened in you.

You didn't get chosen.

Something clearly
has gone wrong.

Clearly.

You know, I've heard a lot
of crazy things today...

A dog just barked my fortune.

Want to know what it said?

- We found her, sir!
- Never mind.

It's been a pleasure meeting you
both, but if you'll excuse me,

I'm going to go
arrest your heroes.

What?

She was just here, I swear.

C'mon, we better find her
before the Inspector comes.

Right.

I don't like it
much when he's sore.

Oh.

Your aura is troubled, my dear.

Perhaps you should come inside?

I... I think I'm possessed.

There's something inside me.

Oh! Double occupancy.

You have an unwelcome guest.

You have come to the
right place, my dear,

for I am a bridge to
the world of the dead,

gatekeeper to the secrets
of magic and mystery.

Join me, and we will
reach into the beyond.

Please. I need it out... now.

You have currency?

No?

Alas, the Beyond is not free.

Goodnight. Wait.

Whoa!

Welcome to Darvishes, madam.

Step this way.

Mm-hmm.

Turn right, now!

- What?
- Now!

Turn left!

Up!
- Up?

She's gone.

Stop!

There they are!

Quickly, to the motorized
Ottomatic crime chasers!

Awaken, spirits from beyond!

Awaken, I say, and leave
this poor girl in peace.

Awaken, I say, and leave
this girl in peace.

Uh, close your eyes, please,

for, when I command you to open,
you will face your possessor.

Yes.

I sense their presence.

Ah, no, no, no, no!

No peeking!

The spirits inside you
are scared of the light.

Let the darkness
guide their way out.

Now, I, Darvish,
command you, spirits,

to leave this poor girl.

What? What's happening?

What's happening?

The spirit is here!
The spirit is here!

It's you.

Pull that contraption over!

We have you surrounded!

Not really.

I found her! Turn right!

Not again!

Oh, what have I done?

I have unleashed an
unspeakable terror.

I am more powerful than I know.

Oh, God!

How are you doing this?

You shouldn't even be aware.

I don't know anything.
I just want you out.

That is not your choice.

It's my body.

For whatever reason,
you were chosen.

This is bigger than you and me.

I don't want to be chosen!

You're ruining my life!

You selfish child.
Everything will be destroyed.

It's my charge to defend
life from the evil we face.

Well, no one's stopping you.

Maybe you should choose
somebody else's body.

Something's not...

Right!

I have battled this evil
for over 1,000 years,

each time driving it back.

And now, in this present, you,
a stubborn, petulant child,

will cause it to
k*ll all of humanity.

I don't even know
what to say to that.

Relinquish yourself to me!

Or what?

Melinda? Edred?

Melinda. Thank goodness.

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

You are very much in
trouble, my friend.

Some of these that
you have destroyed

are priceless antiquities
from the spirit world.

Hey. There you are.

Wait. Come back.

I just want to...

What is that?

No one look outside.

What?

That sound, it's getting closer.

He is absolutely right.

Melinda, you stay here.

We will be right back.

What?

Nothing to see.

Stop that!

What are you doing?

Why are you acting so weird?

Enough!

Uh...

who... are they?

Strike deep, strike true.

Strike until you
cut right through.

So strange!

It... It appears that the
glow that breathes life

into the statues is the
same as the pachyderm

from the previous day.

We fight.

No. I won't do it.

This is not my fight.

Ow!

No! You can't make me!

There you are.

Nice puppy.

Something's not right.

Melinda, we need you!

No! I won't do it!

Find... someone... else.

I hate you.

She's returned.

There's something else here.