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Guin was completely livid when she heard Pietro's confused and hesitant response on the other end of the line. At the same time, she couldn't have been more relieved. She didn't understand how it seemed to be the actual Pietro on the other end - unless, of course, her prison persona had an illegal radio hidden somewhere. As Guin glanced down and saw that her uniform lacked pockets, she really hoped she didn't have one on her. That would've been just a little disgusting. "I just woke up in prison with no fucking clue what's going on," Guin replied.

"What do you mean you're in jail? Last I checked, you're still in the lab with the rest of us. How--?" Pietro paused. Guin strained her hearing and could pick out what seemed to be some muffled swears on the other end of the line. "I think you guys ran into my sister. Though how I'm talking to you right now is a really big mystery."

If he was physically there, she would've slapped him. Of course it didn't make sense that she had contacted him - but he was a speedster. Couldn't he just run over quickly, beat up his sister, and then get her out of this actual prison?! The longer she was in this place, the more stressed, anxious, and nervous she felt. It was everything she could do to keep from spiraling into a crying mess once more, just like when she had broken down in front of her "father."

"Okay, if that's the case, you need to be my guy in the chair and tell me how to get out of here," Guin said. She was trying to keep her voice even and calm - instead, her tone could be classified as grumpy at best.

"Uh, did you try hurting yourself? That generally works."

"I headbutted plexiglass and got a wicked concussion. Next idea," Guin said, without even missing a beat. She caught the guard giving her a dirty look and she flipped him the bird. Her stress was coming out in anger at the moment, but it easily could have been fear.

"Did you try walking out the front door? It's a nightmare, but it's still YOUR nightmare, you should have at least come control. Just walk on out, and punch anyone who tries to stop you."

Yeah, Pietro was incredibly helpful. She made a mental note to tell her father later that she was swearing off both S.H.I.E.L.D. and boys. She had been stuck inside a mental prison for what felt like hours and while Pietro was a speedster, his mind wasn't keeping up with hers. It only added to her annoyance. "It's a fucking jail, Pietro. They don't have doors. They have...bars and murderers and soap! And my dad is here riding my ass, too."

"Wow, that really is a nightmare...Look, just try and imagine that you have the keys that the guards have, then if you get them walk out the door. Or, you know, someone could just try to take out Wanda. But I'm a little busy at the moment, you called at a horrible time."

Guin's eye twitched at that last bit. She had called at a horrible time? He was a little busy? She knew herself well enough to know that she'd only manage to get out curse words to Pietro, so she hanged up the phone. She started to dial another number, only for the guard to snatch the phone from her and shove her roughly back to the visitation area. Tony was still there, ranting, without even missing a beat as she was forced down into a chair.

"Would you just shut up for a second?!" Guin snarled. "This isn't real. You're just a figment of my imagination, an annoying one at that. I have actual problems to deal with. My team is out there, probably getting destroyed by Scarlet Witch and Magneto's band of crazies, and I'm stuck here. This virus is going to be released in less than an hour and it'll decimate the world. If I don't get out of here in time, we're both dead - we're the squishy humans it's targeting. And I said shut up - I know you were about to rant again. I get my mouth from you, remember?"

Guin huffed for a moment. She stood up and kicked the chair over, feeling satisfied as it clattered to the ground. "And then there's the entire mystery of how in the world I called Pietro in here and he answered out there - he's got super speed, not telepathy. So unless you have anything useful to say about the above, you can just save it, okay, bub?"

She glanced back down at the chair. "What the hell are you doing? Guin? Guin!" Tony shouted, as he was finally able to get in a word. As Guin picked up the chair, she looked at her father with a mischievous grin. "Cheap trick and a cheesy one liner. It's the Stark family superpower." She then turned the chair so that way the legs were facing away from her and she rushed towards the guards covering the visitation exit, screaming at the top of her lungs:

"FOR NARNIA!!!!!!"

"Dear god, I wish I could say you were adopted."

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Lizzie let out a strained giggle as she saw the arrow appear next to her face. She knew that she wasn't going to make it out of this alive - but it was fine. She had accepted it when her illusions failed and her hallucinogen seemed to do nothing against her attacker. She had joined the Brotherhood and would die fighting for its cause. It felt fitting. If she had to die so that way her mutant brothers and sisters could live, then so be it.

"You're not even a mutant," Lizzie taunted, coughing up blood. "You're...You're a beast! A mindless animal!" She had stopped fighting against the wolf. It wasn't because she had given up - it was that her body refused to move at this point. All she could do was lie there and spit nasty insults in order to hide the pain. Her attacker wasn't protecting anything - she was killing mindlessly, fighting for those who would kill her one day.

Lizzie didn't feel herself die. The pain must have ripped through her like fire. Or perhaps she was already too far gone, in far too much pain to notice. She didn't know if she died screaming or if she had been quiet at the end. She didn't --

Hello, everyone. It's me - Lizzie. And surprise, surprise, I'm dead. The only real shocker here is that it took this long for animal girl to lose her mind, right? Aaanyways...Yeah, looks like she's got a system full of me right now. That'll keep her down for the count. Here's a fun game we can play - while she's high, how many of her friends do you think she'll attack? Or maybe she'll just wander off into the woods and stay an animal forever?

If you ask me though, it's not that bad that I died. All of the X-Men have been wasting their time. They've spent so long just talking with Adder that they'll need to hurry in order to stop Magneto. But with their track record, I'm not holding my breath...Though, do the dead need to breathe when they're busy breaking the fourth wall? (And yes, Mr. Pool, that is "a fourth wallbreak inside a fourth wallbreak, which is, like, sixteen walls.")

Best of luck to you all. You're really going to need it. You're not going to like what comes next...

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Ayita flinched as the arrows struck the floor near her muzzle. Her ears flicked back as she ripped her head back tearing out the throat of Lizzie or 'Wonderland' as she was called. Stumbling off to the side she fell to the floor with a heavy thump. Blood coated her tongue, her nose was filled with the coppery stench. A overwhelming smell of death and victory swelled in her heart. A horrible victory. She had killed a- a person. A human... Mutant... Was there even a difference? She moaned and struggled to rise as the hall blurred into a swirl of images and color. Her thoughts doing the same.

"You're not even a mutant. You're...You're a beast! A mindless animal!" She shuddered as her skin crawled with fury. Her paws lifting to cover her ears. Her mind roaring with the different instincts. Take to the sky! What sky? This sky was not true sky. It was a false and close and wings would not work here. No wings would not help her escape. "Monster! Demon-spawn! You killed them, you destroyed my family!" Old words came back to haunt her as she let loose a screaming howl. She- that woman- had been right. Death walked in her shadow. It was all her fault. Her sister, her father, her brother. All dead because she was born. Her amber eyes glazed over as she tried to stand. Sitting down heavily again and curling up tightly. The hallway was a single tube of colors. Looking at it hurt. "Have your tattoo creatures ready - Ayita could fall to a hallucination at any time!" She snarled and curled in on herself trying to stifle the , shrieking wordlessly as she fought back the memories and the dizzying vision. "...Ayita loses it, I'll keep her off you and Pietro as much as I can..." They feared her. They hated her. They hunted her.

A single amber eye snapped open. As she stared at the arrow. He shot at her. Her control snapped down hard on that thought. Not him- not them. The others. The enemy. "Get. The. Weapon." The shifter gritted out or tried to. As a wolf it was a growl. Snapping her eyes closed with a whimper, she snarled and showed her ivory fangs. "Run." Ayita remained curled up in the fetal position. Her fur standing on end as her ears stood on alert. If anyone tried to touch her right now she would bite them.

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Richard shifted back to his human form the minute Pietro stepped off his bloody back. Spinning about and gaining his feet the Adder was just about ready to slug the boy for that when he spied Wonderland. Or what remained of her. The bloody throat gaping in death, the wolf now slumped to the side, snarling and moaning. Obliviously she got hit by Wonderland before the woman passed. A detached sense made him some what sad of Lizzie's death. She was- had been a fascinating woman. But this was a sort of war. People would die. Giving the promise to the dead woman that he would keep a eye out for her Mad Max.

Drawing his second gun, he moved towards the one he tossed aside before this whole mess. He clicked the safety off and fired at the panther. Aiming for the chest and then the head with the second shot. "Well, it seems you're going to have problems with that one going mad." He purred, aiming the gun at Damon's head. "Ta. I've got to go deal with your friends, and beautiful... Family. Just put an add in the classifieds if you find anything." He gave a small cheerio smile and shot at Damon's leg.

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Carolina coughed as well her eyes were burning slightly from the smoke as she looked around to find a way out from where they were, they were in. She then saw the door as well and quickly started to make her way over towards it as well, when Carolina watched Marygold try and get at the door she would try and go for the door as well. Wincing when she touched it and quickly pulled back Carolina started to think for a moment as she tried to think of a way out. "We are inside your head or something right?" Carolina asked as she tried to cover her mouth once more.

"Scarlett Witch is probably trying to prey off of your fears, the room I was in had the body of my dead friend and a lot of blood. Maybe we try and think our way out or change it somehow?" She suggested, Carolina didn't like the idea of being burnt alive or suffocating from smoke inhalation in someone elses nightmare.

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Cassandra watched as a flash came into the room and saw that it was Oshea who had came and managed to hit Sabertooth after her few shots that she had taken at the hulking mutant. She then watched as Sabertooth managed to grab Oshea, and heard a sickening snap as Sabertooth break Oshea's neck. She started to back up even further grabbing Charlie as she watched him use his ability to attack Sabertooth, taking him on this close was going to certainly get them killed.

"Keep your distance, and try to stay as far away from him as possible." Cassandra said as she watched Oshea's limp body falling down onto the ground. She was going to have to mourn later Cassandra watched coworkers die in the line of duty before on missions she even saw her own sister's body back in Coventry nearly dying there. Cassandra started to fire five more shots from her icer at Sabertooth, looking around trying to find another way to slow down or even injure Sabertooth.

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Damon froze his skin paling as he watched wonderland slowly die. Ayita....Ayita killed her. He shook his head quickly. She would not be doing well so what could he do to help her in this scenario. She was still his friend and she needed him. At least he thought she would. That growl meant that wonderlands ability was kicking in on her....did she speak? Confusion swept his features and he quickly nodded. He was about to lean down and say something to the panther when it happened.

A gunshot.

A flare of pain.

Damon stumbled his eyes widened as the bullet hit his leg with a splat sound. Damon hit the wall and then inhaled hissing with the pain. His eyes glanced at Ayuta and knew if he actually ran he would get chased especially with blood now leaving his leg. He worked on breathing as pain spiked with each limp. He slowly began heading toward leaving the panther following behind him. Every step was agony.

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Othello tilted his head as he witnessed sabertooth snap the neck of oshea. Seeing that the rest of the individuals had not noticed him just yet he chose to make his appearance known. He quickly padded his way over and looked up at them, a sly rather evil grin stretching across his feline features. "Or perhaps you could give up. I mean one of you members did just die and" He feigned a gasp his paw going to his mouth before moving away. "What if it was your fault"

Othello's puffy tail twitched as he went on the move once more pacing in front of Cassandra. "I mean you do know what sabertooth is capable of and you let oshea just essentially kill himself trying to deal with him" He stopped moving and sat purple eyes locked on Cassandra.

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Nina wasn't sure what to think as Wonderland slumped aside, dead. Ayita had killed her. Was that something the girl was used to, or was this a one-off, life-changing act? Nina couldn't know, but regardless of how the girl felt, she was clearly feeling something... something alien. Wonderland had finally taken effect.

Looking around to Damon, she winced as he fell to the ground, shot by Laine. He couldn't get anywhere all that soon, but she'd sooner have him try and move away from the area to avoid Ayita, especially in her current condition. "I can try and keep her settled without hurting her too much, Damon. You and Pietro go and finish the mission, I'll stay with Ayita and see if she remains stable." She said quietly to him, re-sheating her knife. The last thing she wanted was to harm Ayita, but if she became savage, it may be the only option. Regardless of that, the mission had to be dealt with.

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Despite the speed Oshea was moving at, time seemed to slow down. Charlie could see every movement that the speedster could make, especially around Sabretooth. Grabbing their foe, falling to the ground with Sabretooth's hands around Oshea's neck, and the sickening snapping sound it made as Charlie's newly-made friend hit the deck. At first, Charlie couldn't even process it. Surely, he was alright? It was probably just some weird physics noise that happened when the speed of sound was hit or something. Surely?

But it didn't take long for Charlie to realise that Oshea wasn't getting back up - met with a glassy gaze of eyes that were showing too much white to be healthy, Charlie quickly realised that this, matched with the lack of movement in his friend, meant something far more devastating than just a fellow being stunned.

He was dead.

Staring at Oshea's corpse, unable to tear his shaken gaze away, Charlie began to shake. He'd never seen a dead body before. The fact that it was a friend - even a new friend - made things ten times to worse for the young mutant, one who hadn't seen much conflict beyond that of high-school bullies and their victims, mainly him in his hometown. It made things seem more... real. More personal. And that terrified him. Did he really belong here?

Looking to Cassandra and realising that her expression hadn't changed all that much, Charlie at first felt indignation. Almost immediately after there was understanding. He didn't have to have been there long to realise that this was war. In war, you couldn't mourn for fallen comrades in battle. Afterwards, sure. But not now - not when there were allies to protect and enemies to fell.

Charlie stumbled backwards with Cassandra, tears beginning to spring in his eyes at the loss of his ally. Swallowing the lump in his throat, he nodded stiffly in response to her, and raised both of his hands: One aimed at Sabretooth, and the other aimed at the newcomer that had phased through the walls of the room. Both of them would burn if he had his way.

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Richard Laine
Richard races back, and takes a few turns to find another staircase that'll lead downstairs. The building is full of stairs and elevators, so it wasn't too difficult for him to find another one. Down the stairs, he'll be in another set of corridors, and here is where he'd need to take the elevator. Don't worry, he knows the way there easily. He'll find that no one else has gotten down there yet, and he'll see a few more human guards standing around, but everything seems to be exactly as he had left it when they had been sent upstairs. Magneto was on the other side of the steel doors within the main lab itself, as well as the virus.

Team 2
Pietro turns around, and hangs up his cell phone. The weird thing is that no one mentioned the fact that in the middle of the fight, he answered a phone call. When he looks at the rest of you, you can see a slightly confused expression on his face. Then it turns to slightly worried. "Uh, I don't know what the hell just happened, but I think Guin just called, and she was, in... A nightmare created by my sister... Still trying to figure out how the hell that just happened," he says, before looking at Lizzie's body. "So, what happened while my back was turned? I mean, clearly she, died..."After a moment, it registers what Nina had said. "Uh sorry, but it doesn't look like he is in any position to be racing off anywhere. I'm going to go head to Guin's group, they were headed downstairs, and they ran into some trouble. Sounds like my dear sister is causing problems". Damon's panther has also disappeared, having been killed by Richard. Ayita is also still having problems, looks like Wonderland gave her a big douse before she died.

Team 3 and Othello Boyavard
Wow, lucky shot! Cassandra's last shot with the icer hit Sabretooth full on in the face as he let out another roar. This time, it works like it was supposed to, and Sabretooth goes down. Looks like he'll be out for a while anyway. Both of Charlie's shots aren't nearly as lucky, though Sabretooth falling to the ground probably messed that shot up. The one towards Othello misses as well, going wide and almost hitting a nearby desk.

Team 1

Guin: Who knew that Pietro's idea would work? As she bolts pass the guards, she makes it outside, before beginning to feel a little dizzy and passes out. When she wakes up, she'll be back on the staircase again, her head pounding, and still feeling dizzy (here is the grand moment you've been waiting for, guess who got the completely random option?). A familiar face is standing over her pushing her phone up against her ear. "Oh, this is awkward. Shh... Don't tell anyone that I was here," he said, before somehow disappearing in a puff of smoke. How on Earth does he do that?

Allison: The spider frenzy is over. Allison makes it to the door, and open it to get through. She also finds herself waking up in the staircase that they had been on again, and the others are also waking up. There is a slight pain in her ankles, and if she looks, she'll find that somehow the spider bites managed to hit her in reality, not just in the dream.

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"You know what, screw this," Marygold says, before just grabbing the handle. They didn't have time to try and change the dream, they had to wake up now! She felt the searing pain as she grabbed on to the burning hot door, and turned the knob. A burn was something she could live with, as long as she wasn't being burned alive. The door flies open when she pulls. Marygold let's go of the door handle once it is all the way open "There... One exit... I hope," she managed to croak out as she cradles her hand, and walks on through.

Carolina and Marygold wake up in the hallway. The others are awake now too, which is a good thing. She holds her hand, before glancing down at it. It is horribly burned, and the skin on it is partially blackened. Looks to be a third degree burn or something else painful. "We need... To get moving... There are more floors, we just have to... Find another way down..." she managed to say between winces of pain. They had to keep moving, and they might just run into Wanda again knowing their luck.

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Guin slowly opened up her eyes, her head pounding like a war drum. While she hadn't been in peak physical shape before, relying on the caffeinated rush provided by energy drinks to keep her functioning, the self inflicted damage from the nightmare was taking its toll on her. She reached up to put pressure on her head, as if that would take away the headache. When she removed her hand and looked at it, it was smeared with blood.

Guin blinked wearily, barely able to focus on the red spandex clad hero. Deadpool?! She didn't get a chance to ask him why he was here - and if he would help them - before he vanished. As far as she was aware, the merc with a mouth didn't have that sort of power. She wasn't a medical expert, but she figured that there was a pretty high chance she had a concussion - especially as she proceeded to vomit.

"Are you ok? You don't look too good."

Guin glanced up, wiping off her mouth as best as she could when the gush of wind announced Pietro's arrival. Finally. The others were awake and she could hear Marygold, but the pounding headache was largely overwhelming her senses. She still hadn't left her position on the floor, afraid that if she tried to stand, she'd only vomit again. "I think I have a concussion...I just saw fucking Deadpool...Haven't seen him since I was 10."

"Last I checked, Deadpool is off somewhere else, away from here. You probably just imagined him or something. I can get you out of here real quick if you want, though I don't know how the speed would effect you with a concussion."

Guin shook her head, although she instantly regretted that motion. She nearly vomited again, clenching her hands into fists as her knuckles turned white. She didn't know how long they had been unconscious for, but she knew they probably didn't have much time left. She glanced down at her phone, since Deadpool had unceremoniously dropped it on the ground when he vanished. It had been twenty minutes, meaning they only had about forty minutes left. It could have been worse, but it left them too close for comfort.

"No, we need to get the job done. Can you get us all down a few levels?" Guin explained, staggering to her feet.

"Well, there isn't any stairs unfortunately down to the bottom floor. You have to take the elevator. I can probably find it and take you there at least."

She nodded, pushing herself to work through the killer headache. When this was all over - if this could all be over... - she'd probably ask to be dropped off at Stark Tower. She didn't feel like she'd be in any shape for a ride back to Upstate New York like this. "Gotcha. And Pietro, if I collapse and this all goes to shit, and I die from this virus..." She hesitated for a moment, her cheeks burning bright red.

"Well, you know. What Leia said to Han."

He's silent for a moment, before pulling Guin into a quick kiss. He then rushed off before she could even fully comprehend what had happened, coming back after a few seconds. "I found the elevator, it isn't too far. This place has a really weird layout. A lot of stairs, and a lot of elevators, all of which go to the same place."

Guin was bright red, trying her best to focus on anything but 1) her headache and 2) her insanely hot boyfriend. "Right. That's fun. Which way?" Pietro, of course, was grinning widely. It only made her blush even more prominent and extreme.

"Take a left down this hallway, and straight all the way to the end, you can't miss it," Quicksilver explained.

"Thanks. Rock on, Silver Balls," Guin added playfully. She elicited a small smile from the speedster before he rushed off again, leaving her alone in the hallway with Carolina, Allison, and Marygold. She turned to the trio of mutants, trying her best to hide the obvious blush on her face. "So, erm, let's head left then?" Guin said, a bit awkwardly. "There's an elevator, should be able to take us down to the labs."

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Carolina looked towards Marygold when she reached for the door, she could see her hands starting to instantly get burnt as she tried and managed to pull the door open to what would be their exit. "Good job." She said as she quickly followed Marygold through the door, and eventually waking up in the stairwell once more. She looked over at Guin, Allison and Marygold, Carolina noticed that the burns that Marygold had received while in the nightmare still managed to happen. Seeing the skin burnt black, wincing slightly at the sight of them it truly did look very painful.

Guin and then Allison woke up shortly after that, looking between Guin just as Quicksilver approached them feeling the gust of wind that he made when he came back. Guin then vomited on the ground, seeing the gash on her forehead, she wondered slightly how they managed to get injuries while in the nightmares. Carolina was glad that she managed to be the first one to wake up before everyone else did, listening to the two lovebirds talking to one another made her smile somewhat.

Quicksilver then left and came back a few seconds later to give them more directions, turn left and then find an elevator that will take them all down to the labs. "Sounds like a plan." Carolina said giving Guin a playful smile as she got herself up and gently helped Marygold up onto her feet looking down at her hands once more. Carolina decided to lead the way being the least injured she cautiously made her way to where the elevators were located.

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Cassandra watched as her shots were straight and true, hitting Sabertooth square in the face she could hear him letting out a roar, before the monster of a mutant went down rather quickly. Cassandra stepped to the side just as Charlie fired off his ability watching them nearly hitting a desk. Then Cassandra quickly aimed her gun at the newcomer and backed up somewhat from the weird looking creature as it talked, she glared at Othelo as he rubbed losing one of their teammates against Sabertooth. She wasn't sure how long it would be before Sabertooth would wake up from the icer shots.

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Allison managed to make it through the door. Once inside, she didn't know what to expect. Something without spiders, preferably. Thankfully, she got her wish as she woke up in the same hallway. Only this time no spiders, of any size. Instead, she was back with her team who were all no worse for wear, except Marygold had some burns on her. As Allison tried to stand up, she felt a sudden pain in her ankle. She looked down and saw the bite marks. So it wasn't a dream.

As she got up, she saw Guin talking with Quicksilver. She didn't want to eavesdrop on their conversation, but it wasn't like they were being secretive about it. And anyway, it made her want to giddy laugh at how cute it was. She hadn't pegged Guin to be a romantic, but perhaps it took the right person to make that come out of someone. As soon as he left and Guin turned back to them, Allison saw her mark. "Ok real talk, so on board with the plan, but ohemgee that was totes adorable! You two are so cute together! I can't imagine your dad approves though and why did I bring him up? Sorry, must still be loopy from that dream I had which turned out not to be a dream as I have bite marks on my ankle to prove it holy cow you guys I had giant spiders in it though and I am pretty sure I won't be getting to sleep tonight to definitely stopping for Starbucks after we save the world, cool?"

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Richard eyed the human guards with a sneer. They were incompetent but had the right idea in staying here rather than to rush up above and try to help. They'd only be in the way. At least here they would have easy access to 'test subjects'. He cracked his spine and grumbled about speedsters and their footwork. Normally he would have gone to help another group, but with that wolf and the tattoo'd boy down he had severely handicapped them. X-men didn't leave people behind, they were do goods. Which he planned to use against them. Half the battle was knowing your opponent.

He leaned against a wall, speaking out loud. "At least three down of theres and one of ours dead." He snarled in annoyance. He'd let those brats trickle on down here, and rest up a bit. Twirling his knife, he mused over who all would come through that elevator. The older woman? He doubted it, she would be looking after the other two unless they held a medic back and the speedster would take the wolf and boy to. Speedy would be charging ahead, especially if darling Guin was in trouble. Heck, he even took a phone call in the middle of a fight. Richard shook his head in thought.

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Slowly, the wolf over reached and over came her mind. Ayita sank into the warmth of fur and thoughtless comfort. It wasn't truly thoughtless. The wolf snarled and stretched, coming out from that curled state. Her claws clicked on the tiled floor as she flicked her ears towards Nina, who was approaching her. Sniffing and flickering her ears she snarled after long minutes. This woman didn't like her and the wolf didn't like this woman. But it didn't matter, her head slowly turned to gaze a Damon for a long second before walking down the flooded creek.

Why were they in a flooded creek? Why did a creek have walls and ceiling? She snapped at a fish and skirted around a stork, sway from side to side as she walked. Tripping over rocks and slipping- turning what would normally be a sure footed walk into a stumble. Sniffing at the blood that sat under the water- never mind that she could smell it- Ayita licked at Damon's leg. Then licked again. He really ought to stop bleeding he was making the water murky and there would be bears drawn by the scent. Licking again she continued at the wound. Looking very pleased as she continued her course of action.

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"Unbelieveable. I knew I couldn't count on him." Nina thought to herself grimly, not being able to get a word in edgeways as the speedster rattled through his speech and sped off to aid Guinevere... as if his own group didn't need aid to start with. With Damon down and Ayita confused, Nina was left with a predicament. Did she leave the two compromised youngsters alone to try and help everyone else and finish the mission, or stay with them for possibly no reason? It was clear by Wolf-Ayita's growling that she wasn't too fond of Nina, even though the latter had attempted to keep her distance. Still, Damon's presence was a calming one for her as ever, and she was soon happily lapping away at his wound. Probably wasn't doing Damon much good (Unless she had magical saliva), but she seemed far more steady on her feet... or paws. Looking now to Damon himself, Nina considered her options.

"I'm no expert on first-aid - in fact, from the stories I've heard about you, you're practically a field medic yourself - but I'm not sure we'll be able to take you anywhere with that leg." She said quietly, crouching so she was at eye level with him, but still keeping some distance between herself and Ayita. She didn't want to appear as threatening. "I can use my jacket as a tourniquet to stop some of that bleeding, and try and get you and Ayita back to the van. Or... if you prefer, I can go further into the facility alone to help the others. Something must have happened to spook Pietro like that, so I'm concerned about the other teams. Do you think you'd be able to manage, with just yourself and Ayita?" It was up to Damon, in her opinion. She wouldn't feel right leaving them behind if he felt he needed help, regardless of the others in the facility. Thankfully the wound didn't look too life-threatening, but she has no idea if the bullet had hit his femoral and was causing massive blood loss. Ayita's licking wouldn't help the wound close either, but Nina wasn't particularly enthusiastic about pushing the wolf's muzzle away from the bullet hole. She seemed to be enjoying herself.

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The arrival of another foe didn't shake Charlie as much as he thought; although this newcomer looked just as deranged as Sabretooth (but in another way, strangely), he didn't feel any extra fear. Just grief, and through that, fury. As Sabretooth hit the deck, courtesy of impeccable aim from Cassandra, he briefly considered just lighting him up. But even the murder of his friend wasn't enough for him to do that... that would also be murder, right? Just setting an unconscious - and for the moment, harmless - individual on fire. It could kill him, and Charlie wasn't quite ready to do that to a snoozing Sabretooth.

His annoying friend though? Sure.

Trying to block out the man's taunts, Charlie raised his arms again, palms directed towards Othello. This freaky dude was going down.

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Richard Laine

"We may have a problem," a voice said behind him. It was Wanda, and she did not look too thrilled. "Toad and I ran into a group of them up above, but they never saw us, so I decided to do a few mind tricks. I came back down here to tell my father, and I can tell, somehow they managed to get out of them. So anyone could come down here. I do have one little request. If the human who caused my brother to desert us comes, let me deal with her."

Team 2
Pietro comes racing back, after having given the other team directions to their destination. Ayita was still having problems, but the effects were starting to fade, she should be fine in another minute or two. The blood from Damon's leg was starting to slow a little bit. The bullet didn't go all the way through, so that was probably a good thing. "The other team is fine now, though there are a few injuries among them, Wanda's nightmares can be deadly, at least they managed to wake up from them. They are about to head down to the central lab, I ran around and gave them directions, so finding their way shouldn't be a problem. What do you want me to do? I can race these two off somewhere else, or I could run to see how another team is doing. Your call, what's the plan?

Team 3 and Othello Boyavard
Oops, this looks bad for Othello. Cassandra once again fires straight and true. The woman is clearly on a roll, since this time it only takes her one shot to knock out her target. Charlie also manages to land a hit on Othello this time, so he has some burns on him as well. Othello is not going to be up and about for a while. (@BlackPanther You do not have to post for Othello since he is unconscious, I'll let you know when he wakes up again)

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"Guin, less flirting more stopping the Brotherhood," she managed to say, trying to hold back a smile. Her hand stopped hurting, which was probably a bad thing. There was nothing she could do about it now though, they just had to keep moving, and hopefully not run into too many problems. She accepted Carolina's help in getting up off of the floor, at least someone was stepping up.

She followed Carolina's lead as they followed Pietro's directions. The elevator wasn't too far away, and they found it easily, right where Pietro had said it would be. "This is pretty smart on their part. Have only one way down, and it is a way that would let them know when someone is coming. Be ready, since odds are we'll run into some problems downstairs," Marygold said, getting in the elevator. Once everyone was inside, she pushed the button to go to the bottom floor. They were so close, and with a look at her watch, they only had 35 minutes before the virus was released.

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Guin swallowed thickly, looking up towards the ceiling as if it was incredibly interesting. She tapped her foot slightly, before going to check her watch by reflex - she really needed to get it back from Pietro and make repairs to it. Ever since it was a functioning prototype, she had had it with her. To be without P.H.I.L. made her feel a little bit naked - vulnerable and exposed, even. "I was going to go get shawarma," Guin said in an attempt to deflect. Her cheeks were completely crimson and she bit her lip at Marygold's reproach. She hadn't been flirting. She was having an entirely professional conversation with a fellow member of this operation.

"You are a disgrace to the Stark name, and I wish you were never born." The words hit Guin again, as Allison had brought up her father. She dug her nails into the palm of her hands and she stumbled back slightly, as the world was still spinning. It wasn't real - it had just been a nightmare. Yet even knowing that, Guin couldn't help but feel the emotional pain, as if her father really had said that. She dug her nails a little deeper and her skin broke, with trace amounts of blood flowing. Scarlet Witch had forced her to confront her deepest fear, one that she had spent almost her entire life running from. It was why she ran away in December of 2016. It was why she went by a codename when working with the X-Men until her cover was exposed. It was why she used video games as an escape.

She wasn't always like this - afraid that her father hated her - afraid that she was the pitiful end of an intellectual dynasty - afraid that she was less than - afraid that she couldn't live up to expectations. She used to be comfortable in her own skin - but now at times, she felt like a stranger. She took a deep breath. I am Guinevere Victoria Stark. I am an engineer interested in how the world works. I can engineer chemical structures and analyze how they may interact with the human body. I have a gift for computers and electronics - I have a brain that won't give up. I am more than just Tony Stark's daughter and Howard Stark's granddaughter. I am more than an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D. I am more than Pietro Maximoff's girlfriend.

I am not a photo opportunity for my mother. I am not my father and I am not my grandfather. I am an engineer. I am a scientist. I am a mechanic. I am a fighter. I am a millennial. I am a genius. I am kind. I am smart. I am important. I deserve to be seen for who I am - not as Starkette or Agent Stark or Iron Man II - but as Guin.

I'm Guinevere Stark.

She smiled a bit in the elevator with the others, having recovered her confidence. Scarlet Witch's nightmare could only hold power over her if she let it. "Y'know in Star Wars, someone says I've got a bad feeling about this in every movie - but I actually have a good feeling. I think we can do this."

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Carolina looked towards Guin for a moment seeing that she still wasn't looking all that hot right now, the blow to the head was pretty bad, and the burns on Marygold's hands were really bad as well. "I wouldn't mind a Starbucks run if we make it through this." Carolina said giving Alison a friendly smile, she still tried to stuff the bad memory seeing October's body like that. She watched as Allison pressed the button to the elevator as the doors shut down.

"I'll scout ahead." Carolina said as she went to sit down on the floor of the elevator and closed her eyes as she let her spirit leave her body once more and headed down towards the lowest floor where the elevator was going to be taking them to see what was waiting for them on the other end and to make sure that they were ready in case another fight went out again.

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Cassandra watched as Othelo went down after her few shots, damn she was on a roll managing to take down two members of the Brotherhood, Cassandra shot both Sabertooth and Othelo five more times each to make sure that they remained down. Looking over towards Charlie for a moment and gave him a friendly smile. She gently rested a hand on his shoulder, grateful for the backup regardless looking at the bodies that were there and Oshea's. One of them was sadly KIA, running a hand through her hair Cassandra walked over to one of the computers and started to rip out the wires.

She went to tie both Sabertooth and Othelo together as tightly as she could, she knew it wouldn't really stop Sabertooth whenever he woke up, but it would at least slow them down whenever he did come to. "You did great Charlie." Cassandra said before turning on her earpiece, something that she didn't want to do was to give the bad news that one of their own was killed. "Managed to take down both Sabertooth and another member of the Brotherhood." Cassandra said pausing for a moment letting out a soft sigh. "Oshea was killed by Sabertooth." She said as Cassandra started to explore the rest of the upper floor.

"What is everyone else's status?" Cassandra asked, she was worried that something had happened to the other teams, as well as her younger sister she was also worried about her as well. She then decided to go and check on the computers maybe they had some information. "Going to do a final sweep up here then meet the rest of you once we are done up here."

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Slitted eyes flickered towards the 'Scarlet Witch' as he smirked with a sadistic glee. It was horrible of him but he found himself quite pleased by the fact the brat had run into trouble. Wanda was a cutie, but off limits even for flirting. One of his little rules. Never date the boss's kids. Though one would think it would help Silver's little toy. "Absolutely. She's all your's. Along with your little furry friend." Richard gave a chuckle, he knew well poor Wanda had been in a good deal of trouble last time. "Though, ifyou can take her alive- and sane-, let me get a little information from her..." Turning his gaze to 'Toad' he sneered. Toad was a useless fool and someone he'd love to be rid of. Permanently.

Slipping a hand into the inner pocket of his suit jacket, Richard fished out the two pictures of his sisters. Holding them in the shelter of his jacket and tight as iron. Studying them. One five, one six. And five years between them. The auburn girl was on the beach, completely ignoring the camera to watch the wintry waters. The other- brown haired girl was giggling and reaching for the camera. Stuffing them back into their pocket and sealing it, he stretched lazily. "Get your brother to stop running about, while your having fun with his girl." He complained to Wanda.

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The wolf continued to lick at the wound. Seemingly oblivious to the woman who knelt near by. Ayita was curled tightly in the mind of the wolf and slowly unfurling her 'self' again. Whatever that woman had done to her, Ayita did not like. The wolf did not either but the wolf was content in this forest and creek. Caring for pack. How odd that this one was pack and the others weren't. Even though he shot at her. Ayita snarled and the wolf snarled. She did not like getting shot at, but she had killed. Fear welled through her as wolf didn't seem to care. The wolf was more concerned with cleaning away this blood.

However, slowly the wolf turned and lifted it's head. The ears flattening back as both wolf and woman growled at Nina. There was no mercy in that gaze, but pure ravenous fury. Ayita wanted to sink back into wolf- let the instinct deal with the people who would now hunt her. Yet, the wolf wouldn't know what to do. Slowly she rose from the depths of the instinct pushing reluctantly back at the wolf. If the humans meant to kill her, then she would need to her wits to escape them to the north. Even as the wolf slowly looked back to Damon's wound and start licking it again.

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Allison was a bit miffed that Guin didn't respond to her, but she was happy to hear Carolina wanted to go to Starbucks with her. Of course, they would survive this. They were a strong team! Nothing could take them down. Not even some stupid illusion.

And then, her world was shattered. Despite the reception not being the greatest, as Allison stepped into the elevator following the others, she heard the words over the comm.

Oshea was dead.

No, that had to be a mistake. Surely he would have ran as fast as he could from any danger. He couldn't be dead. He was so strong! So kind! No, it was a mistake. Allison debated it in her head as tears began to well in the corners of her eyes. He had to be alive. He had to be!

Allison felt herself on the verge of a breakdown, but she couldn't let that happen. Not yet. She couldn't let her friends down, even though she wanted to do nothing else but curl into a ball and weep. She wouldn't let that happen. Finish this mission first, and then she would lose it.

She sniffled and wiped her eyes, trying not to let it show too much she was hurting. "I'm ok." That was all she said. Motormouth herself was stunned into almost radio silence.

Her cheeks burned. Her eyes hurt. But she wouldn't back down. Now more than ever, she wanted to stop this virus. And she wanted to punch someone!

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Damon kept focusing on breathing, holding the wound to put pressure on it. He refused to go into shock not now. Luckily, the wound was not too deep and the blood leaking from his leg had slowed...even with the wolf licking it....not hygienic but he was not about to poke the wolf. He was going to need new pants based on what did soak into them. His panther had been killed so that was not feeling fantastic either. Pain was everywhere and he was about done with that.

Damon looked at the speedster then Nina and inhaled thinking about each option. "I'll stay with Ayita you both go help the other team." He nodded and then looked at Ayita while she kept licking his leg. He'd be the only one to deal with her if she fully snapped. So he would stay with Ayita.

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As Pietro suddenly sped back to the trio in the corridor, Nina waited for Damon before answering. She'd become the de-facto leader of their little group without any prompting from anyone else, but she couldn't just abandon an injured kid to go and help the others. Thankfully, Damon seemed content for her to leave - and if the growling was any indication, so was Ayita.

"Alright." She replied softly - gaze darting towards the dead Wonderland only momentarily before landing back on Damon. "But if you run into trouble, let us know. Pietro will be able to help you far quicker than I could." Removing her jacket as promised, she left it by Damon's side for him to tie around his leg himself. She didn't want to risk getting near Ayita, not as this stage.

Straightening up from her crouching position, Nina looked to Pietro. However, before she could say anything, Cassandra's voice came crackling through her earpiece. Good news! That made a total of three Brotherhood members down now... but then, the worst news.

They'd lost someone.

Nina's heart and expression sank. This was the exact reason why she had wanted to come on this mission, the exact reason she temporarily joined up with S.H.I.E.L.D in the first place. There were young, innocent lives at risk. And now Oshea was dead. She couldn't recall exactly how old he was, or even much about the kid - Nina hadn't had much interaction with many of the younger X-Men before starting this mission. Swallowing a lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat, Nina replied to Cassandra.

"Aegis here. Ran into two Brotherhood members. Wonderland is dead, Richard Laine got away. Damon is injured... thankfully not severely." Said in a stilted, husky tone, Nina stared determinedly at a spot on the floor in an attempt to keep her composure. Such a waste of a life, snuffed out over a ridiculous war with his own kind. Was this truly what Magneto wanted? A survivor of one of the most hideous war crimes in history, now content with murdering innocent children? After a brief moment of silence, Nina looked now to Pietro.

"You and I may as well regroup with one of the other teams. Are you able to take us to one of them?" Hopefully Pietro wouldn't feel too put-out in offering Nina a "lift". It would save time if they were both travelling at super-speed, and time was currently in short supply.

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Cassandra's praise was barely heard by Charlie, who stood there dumbly as she began tying up their new captors. He'd actually helped this time, having singed Othello quite badly. There was still that dark temptation to just roast them both while they sat unconscious, but he already felt queasy enough without causing more death. The other half of him wanted to look at Oshea - maybe drape something over him or place him in a peaceful position like they did in the movies... but he couldn't bare to look, let alone touch him. All he really wanted to do was retreat into his hoodie and curl up in a dark corner, but there was still work to do. People to save, and all that.

Although preventing himself from dissolving into a useless slump of sadness on the floor, Charlie still remained silent. He stared forcefully at the door while Cassandra went about her business in trying to find information; pretending to be on the vigilant look out for more foes when in reality he was trying to ignore the strange ringing in his ears that had began the second he heard that sickening snapping noise. Despite the fire that had just erupted from his palms before, his hands began to grow cold, and delicate patterns of frost started trailing along his fingers. Grief was apparently a great fuel for his lesser-prevalent powers over ice.

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"No problem, we'll go down, since it sounds like Cassandra and Charlie took care of the problem upstairs. Though... Oshea seemed like a good guy, though I'm pretty sure I could've outran him any day." Pietro replied, looking a little sad. "We can't do much about it now, the other group is down below, about to head into the heart of the swarm. We might as well lend them a hand." Even though he isn't the strongest around, and he doesn't have superstrength like Nina, he is able to quickly get them downstairs, and the pair are lucky enough to reach the elevators that the other group were heading towards without any problems. He pushed the button, and waited for it to come, since it seemed like the other group had already entered and were on their way down.

Congrats to Ayita though, she isn't high on drugs anymore!

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Luckily for them, no one else was up there. In her sweep, Cassandra will find that one of the computers, somehow, is still functioning. After all of that trouble, the one computer in the corner still seems to be on. Sabretooth and Othello are still out for the count, so there might be time for her to see what's in the system.

Carolina Reed
It was a good idea, in theory anyway. Though it doesn't seem like it did her any good. She'll be able to see Richard and Wanda, but then she'll hear a sound, the sound of the elevator arriving. Doesn't seem like she has much of a choice but to go back, since she doesn't seem to be very useful as a ghost.

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"Guin, enough with the Star Wars references," Marygold said with a smile. That smile didn't last long, as she heard Cassandra's voice crackle over the radio. Reception wasn't exactly the best where they were at, but she could still hear her words. Oshea was dead, but there wasn't much they could do about it from where they were at. "This is Marygold, we're heading down to the bottom floor of the lab, supposedly where Magneto and the virus are at," she said into her radio, responding to Cassandra's question.

The was a thud as they hit the bottom floor. They had arrived, and Carolina still wasn't back, this could cause a slight delay in their actions, but there was no stopping the elevator doors from opening to give her time to get back. The person on the otherside wasn't waiting either. Richard and Scarlet Witch were standing in front of them, and Wanda gave them a smile.

Marygold felt herself flung backwards against the elevator, and she wasn't the only one. Allison was also thrown backwards, but Wanda hadn't bothered with Carolina, as she was still not even there. Her eyes flashed fire as she used her other hand, and yanked Guin towards her. "So, this is the human that my pathetic brother left his family for, I've been anxious to meet you properly," she said, pulling Guin closer to her, until they were probably only a few inches apart.

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Guin's heart sank a little as she heard the news - that Oshea was dead. While they had taken down some of the Brotherhood, she hadn't lost a teammate before. Even after their catastrophic failure at the Hanson Power Plant, they had all made it out alive. And for it to be a speedster as well...It didn't make much sense to her and she looked over towards Allison. They had been close. She couldn't imagine the pain Allison was feeling at the moment. But they didn't have time to mourn for their fallen.

The fate of New York was still in the balance. She nodded as Carolina said she'd go on to scout ahead, but any scouting done was brief. It was only a few seconds before the elevator deposited them onto the lowest level, and when the doors open, Guin didn't even have time to blink before they were launched into combat once more.

"Oh, wow, I've been anxious to meet you as well," Guin said, as Wanda used her mutant powers to pull her forward. Her heart was pounding and even with her head injury, she grasped the severity of this situation. "Y'know, have you ever considered going by manic pixie dream girl? I think it suits you really...And I definitely see the twin resemblance. It's uncanny." She tried to budge, but she couldn't move. She was firmly in place. "So...girl's night somewhere sound good? The Crimes of Grindelwald might still be in theaters? We can get to know each other, watch Dumbledore and Grindelwald flirt, y'know...I'll pay, even."

Wanda glared at her, before throwing her against the wall, releasing Guin from her powers though she is on the ground now, and walking over, completely ignoring Richard. She was pissed. "You clearly think everything is a joke. I can't wait to see his face after seeing your corpse," she replied, looking down at her, and she kicked her in the stomach. Though it seems like she might be a little weaker than her brother when it came to strength, since it doesn't hurt as much as one would think.

Guin saw stars for a moment as Wanda slammed her against the wall and in comparison, the kick to her stomach was nothing. She may not have been in any combat missions prior to the events at the Hanson Power Plant, but she had trained before. It hadn't been the first time that someone kicked her in the stomach. "So you're not a Harry Potter fan then - I get it. You're worried people will notice how you stole their brand - Scarlet Witch. But don't worry, I won't tell a soul," Guin quipped, pushing up against the wall as she returned to her feet. "What about Mary Poppins Returns? It's got a strong female protagonist."

Wanda just was not having it. She wanted to kill Guin, not sit around and have a conversation. When Guin got to her feet, she punched her in the face. The injury would hurt Guin, but it only stung for a moment. Then everything went crazy, and a moment later, Wanda would see that she was looking at herself? That was not possible, she couldn't do that herself, so how the hell was she looking at herself. Guin would find herself in a similar situation, looking at herself, and if she looked down, she'd see that she was wearing Wanda's clothes too.

Guin blinked rapidly and held up her hand - but it wasn't her hand. It was someone else's hand. There were rings on it and she didn't recognize any of them at all. And in front of her, she could see herself. She winced slightly, noticing the dried blood on her forehead. She really wasn't in the best of shape. "Well, this is new," Guin said - but it wasn't her voice. It was Wanda's voice. Her eyes widened slightly when it came to her - they had switched places. She quickly put her hands in Wanda's pockets and came up empty. So much for a handy sample of the virus or a communications device.

She then smirked slightly at Wanda. She didn't understand why Scarlet Witch had decided to switch their bodies - hell, she didn't even know Wanda could even do that - but she fully intended to take advantage of this situation. There was a set of steel doors and she couldn't help but assume those went to the lab. Guin then lifted her hand and imagined that she was a newly minted Jedi, using the force, as she concentrated on the doors and waved her hand to the side.

"Damn. I really thought that'd work," Guin said, as the doors did nothing.

"What the hell is going on? I did not cause this," she said, since it was clear that the human had no idea what was going on either. Was it possible that she wasn't a human but actually a mutant? She reached down, and found Guin's Icer, she pulled it out, raising it, and pointed it at Guin. Her shot missed, quite impressively. Guin would be able to see Wanda's confused expression, there wasn't any explanation for what the hell just happened.

Guin paused for a moment, noting the clear confusion on Wanda's face - on her face, really. It was weird, watching someone else in her own body, but she had to take advantage of this opportunity. And from what she could tell, Wanda didn't know the first thing about shooting. And it was an icer. It was non-lethal. Nothing to worry about. "I am one with the Force and the Force is with me," Guin said calmly, as she tried to use Wanda's powers to open those doors again. This time they groaned and opened a bit.

She then cleared her throat, doing her best Evil Villain impression. "Father! Your presence is required!" Guin shouted.

Wanda decided that the gun was not her best option, but she didn't know how strong her fists were. It was probably the best thing she could do. She dropped the gun, and punched Guin across the face. It didn't matter to her that when, or if, they switched back that was going to hurt. Her head was already spinning, but she managed to punch her. There was a loud crack as her nose broke, leaving her face bloodied.

"Fucking hell!" Guin screamed, throwing her hands up to her nose - well Wanda's nose. The blood was flowing from it and it gave her an idea. If she couldn't use Wanda's powers to advance her team's goal, she might as well do the next best thing. She raised Wanda's hand and instead of trying to open the drawers, she punched herself in the face, trying to knock Wanda out. The more damage done to Wanda's body, the better - even if she was the one currently feeling the pain for it.