Charon brushed them all aside, her brain was in high gear now as she watched Mortis and White face beating the crap out of each other in an absent minded way. Alex was an unhappy camper, who was luckily still suffering from a severe concussion and forgot to be angry at the fact they still didn't have the undisputed championship belt back. She would have to delve into some very dark memories to remember the last time she'd seen the staff Jones spoke about, right now though she strode up the ramp way to the backstage area. Pieces of the jigsaw were slowly slotting themselves back into place.

As she stalked her way to the changing room, she had already discarded the idea that the staff would be at Castle Mortis, that would be too obvious even for Mortis. Maybe Seer would have some answers for her, she couldn't be sure, her memories were a little fuzzy regarding her time with Mortis. She scratched her head in a distracted way as she changed her clothes, most of her injuries were already healing and she sat deep in thought when Alex slammed the door open. He slammed it shut again.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Charon looked at him, her mind on other things.

"How's your head? You took a massive shot, I'm surprised you're not in hospital having a check up."

Alex was wrong footed now, he hadn't expected her to ask him how he was. He opened and closed his mouth a few times before he got his brain into the proper gear, Charon was tying her boots and wasn't really paying much attention but he wasn't aware of this.

"My heads fine thanks....now what the hell is Jones playing at and you shot him?! And while we're on the subject what the hell was that Darkgeist what sit doing here?"

Charon sat up and put her back against the cool wall behind her and looked long and hard at Alex until he felt slightly uncomfortable.

"They're linked in some way, I told you Jones couldn't be trusted I just wanted to prove it, more to myself than anyone else."

Alex was now thinking hard to the point that Charon thought she could actually hear his brain working, she laughed but in an unamused way and stood up, grabbing her kit bag as she did.

"I need some time away from the ring to allow my injuries to heal properly, you know where to find me."

She walked out the door past Alex.