(Oooo yeah!) Maxine went and took her bath happy to simply relax for a while. When she returned to him she let him know she was going to bed, she was in some of Sage's pj's (as currently aside from a nightgown Sage's pj's were the only ones that fit.) "Unless you wanted to watch a movie or something?" she asked him.

Sage stayed on the couch playing with various weapons while Max showered. He nodded absentmindedly when she said she was heading to bed and then grunted when she mentioned a movie. "No, you go ahead and get to sleep," he hummed, though still looking rather preoccupied with his dagger, no matter how hard he tried to fake intrest in the girl. Eventually, though, he had to get in with her and pretend to fall asleep so she'd sleep too. Once she'd fallen asleep, and he was sure she was asleep for around an hour or so, he got out of bed and crept over to Charlie's bunk, watching the girl sleep before quietly taking his dagger out and leaning over the girl's bed.

He was admittedly caught off guard when the wolf pinned him down, though he cast a glare at Max, killing the wolf with an easy swipe of his dagger before standing up and glowering at her. "Foolish woman," he hissed, taking a threatening step towards her. "You and your little demon husband wrecked everything, and I'm here to make sure you pay," he snarled at her. She was pregnant, so there was no way she could fight, right? He wasn't sure, but by then he was so mad he didn't stop to think as he stalked towards her. It was quite obvious he wasn't her husband by then, but no matter. He could kill them all now, he supposed. "Your precious Sage is still in the underworld, his conscious locked up and tormented while use his body," he told her, circling her with a smirk. "And he's going to watch helplessly as his own hands kill his family," he hissed, sticking his face close to Max's and wrapping his hand around her throat tightly. "Now are you going to be a good girl and behave while I kill you or shall I tie you up and watch as I kill your precious Charlie first," he spat.

Max's breaths hitched when his hand closed around her throat shortly after her wolf disappeared "Screw... you..." she hissed conjuring another creature that appeared to be a small dragon blended with another animal or two who laid protectively around Charlie who was now awake cowering in the corner of her bed "Screw off!" she wheezed kicking him in the stomach with such force that he slammed into the wall as she landed with a grunt onto the floor of her daughers room a hand instinctively going to her stomach in a protective manor as the dragon-like creature slid underneath Charlie and with her blanket and a stuffy took her out of the room to protect her as Max got to her feet "You will NOT destroy my family!"she hissed wiping some blood from her nose quietly calling out for Roxie in her head. Moments later Roxie appeared in front of Max and with a flick of her finger sent Death hurdling not just into but through the wall of Charlies room with a smirk.

He snarled at the woman when she managed to kick him in the gut. He gave her a cruel smile, eyes glittering happily. "You hurt me and you hurt your precious husband," he chuckled. He let out a yell of pain and surprise when Roxie appeared and sent him flying, though he staggered to his feet and lurched towards them, intent of killing them all and regaining his place. Fools. They were all fools. "You're dead," he snarled at Roxie. She'd made a fool out of him....well she wouldn't this time. He was so mad he couldn't think straight as he kept at them again, nails turning into class like something out of a science fiction movie. But, he'd linked himself with sage. He could toss any pain at the other consciousness, himself taking no harm other than the fact that the body would soon give out.

"Sage would rather me hurt him then to continue this cherade..." she hissed ready to go at him again when Roxie popped in. Roxie's eyes were blazing purple with anger "I killed your ass once I can do it again!" she growled glancing at Max with a smirk, the women nodded, what Death didn't know is Roxie's protection spell was still over her stomach... they'd decided to keep it on until Sage came back so that nobody could mess with her or the baby... the baby was protected. This time she and Max were a team and now that Max had powers she could stand up to Death a lot better then she could last time. She hated to cause Sage pain... but a little pain for him was better then having his family dead... physical pain he could recover from... losing his family? Max didn't know if he'd recover from that... especially because being part human who knows where Max and Charlie could end up? or if they'd come back.

Death snarled at the two women as they defyed him, unfortunetely when he went for the baby, his claws just glanced off her skin. He stopped short in surprise, and in the split second he was still, Roxie had sent a blast his way, knocking him off his feet again. This time, however, he couldn't seem to get back to his feet and instead floundered around on the floor angrily, his vision starting to dim, slowly getting darker and darker. "Fools," he spat, though he wasn't sure why. He could just hop that watching her husband's body struggle would hurt her a bit. Just a bit.

The two women relaxed slightly when he didn't seem to get right back up again. Roxie chuckled "You didn't think I'd plan ahead? Oh sweetie I double crossed you remember?" She purred putting her fingers under his chin "You just got back hun... I'm at least 3 steps ahead little imp." She purred booping his nose playfully. She noticed what was happening Roxie looked back at Max "I think Sage... the real Sage is trying to fight Death out of his body..." She said "I think anyways..." She said as Max glanced around "Sage?" She asked hopeful.

He snarled at Roxie, and reached for her again before his hand jerked back against his own will and his eye color flickered. His white features turned back to Sage's gold for a moment, his aggression fading before his eyes turned white again and he howled, hitting Roxie and sending her stumble backwards. "He won't win," he snarled. "I've put spells over myself. I'm not that daft," he spat. "All hell do is exhaust himself, and then I'll keep the body as his spirit weakens. He'll be no more," he hissed. In order to get him out, they'd have to kill him. And the longer the real sage fought him, the weaker he'd get. And at some point, he'd fade, no matter how strong he was.