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Bethany looked over towards Richard for a moment, he did have a point however she didn't have any skills in fighting really or even how to shoot a gun or anything like that. She gave a slight shrug towards him as she looked up at the ceiling of her cell sighing a little bit as she tried to think of a way to get out of the cell. Hearing the boys ramming against the cell they were in which made her shake her head a little bit. Then Bethany heard some doors opening which made her stand up where she was quickly and watched as a number of OMEN agents coming down towards their cells.

Beth heard Dean say something about his powers, before the agents opened up the boy's cell as well as the some of the girls as well. Then it happened very quick as Dean rather quickly snatched one of the armed agent's guns and opened fire on them. Seeing some go down which made Bethany step back a little bit. And then one of them shot Dean in the stomach, looking over towards the others before quickly going towards the glass of her cell and started to knock on the glass to get their attention. "Hey leave them alone and take me instead!" Bethany yelled, hoping to either distract them, or at least to buy the others a little bit of time to try and get out on their own.

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Carolina looked over towards Mira and gave her a little bit of a smile and nodded towards her. "Anytime.." Carolina said softly as she went back to look at her older sister for a moment. At least she was stable for now while Bruce started to tend to the others that were injured because of Nina's stupidity. Her eyes wondered over towards Marygold for a moment, biting her bottom lip for a moment as much as she wanted to go after OMEN directly, but that may or may not make things good for them or mutants. But they tried to be soft even after OMEN attacked them at the mansion and then at Stark Tower.

"I'm able to fight." Carolina said, despite the still painful laser burn from her side she was at least. "Maybe they have some kind of computer set up inside, and take whatever information that they have in there on whatever they are doing in the facility, while we go and rescue the others?" Carolina asked, it would at least give them a little bit of leverage if they had anything on the computers.

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"It could work, or we can still try being diplomatic again. But we have tried that already." Cassandra said, groaning a tad bit as she tried to sit up a little bit. Feeling a bit dizzy, she wouldn't really be of any use in a fight with her head injury and broken arm looking up at Thalia for a moment. "I'm not sure if i'll be able to go with a head injury." Cassandra said looking over at her younger sister for a moment she could tell she wanted to go.

Cassandra watched as Guin headed off to go for the Quinjet that was there, and then eyed Marygold. "The choice is up to you, if I have some kind of plans and not able to go I could direct you on where you need to go while inside of the facility to look for the others." Cass then went to lay down again to try and rest a little bit.

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Future Carolina gently laid a hand on Cass' leg and gave her a bit of a smile. She looked over her shoulder towards Sara and shrugged a little bit. "The bitch had it coming for nearly killing everyone." Future Carolina said, just glad that she was doing a little bit better than she was before. She watched Guin and Future Pietro walk off to get to the Quinjet that was there, listening to the plan the time for being nice was pretty much over and done with now. She eyed Folly for a moment as she let Sara take her powers for a spin, knowing how powerful Folly's healing actually was.

"I'll go and see how Guin and Pietro are doing then." Future Carolina said, as she turned around and started to make her way down to where the Quinjet was at. She walked up the rear ramp of the small jet looking between Future Pietro and Guin. "So am I interrupting something?" Future Carolina asked leaning herself up against the side of the jet.

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Well, he could have conserved his energy it was true. Richard resisted the urge to run a hand through his badly mused hair. He should have conserved their energy, but that was not going to help them at this moment. The fact was the guards were taking them somewhere. The Adder had to stop a grin from cracking across his face when the cell's doors opened. The fools. Those arrogant, pathetic fools. He had not had his powers in his youth, but he had enlisted in the army. Another past mistake, but one that aided him in the long run. Had he not the older Lain realized he could have been there, helped his sister and shelter her.

So when Dean sped towards the group and managed to get his hands on a gun, Richard gave an approving nod with his cold eyes locked onto a man who aimed his pistol at the boy. Firing and hitting the young speedster in the stomach as Richard grabbed him up from behind and flung him into the cell. Idealy he would have snatched the gun away for his own use, but he fumbled it. The gun went skittering across the ground as he grabbed for the other man's weapon only to miss as the guard skittered away. "Boy, if you don't stay awake I'll beat you within a inch of your life." The Adder threatened Dean, before deciding on another tatic. "Besides you need to explain Prom." Eyeing the one in the cell, he turned his back to none of the agents.

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Pulling her wounded leg under her and twisting to present her whole arm to the threat, Ayita eyed the guards warily. Men, hunters, with guns. Her blood ran cold as she bared her teeth in a snarl, before two of them fell. Bullets from Dean's weapon in them, the foolish idiot threatening the others. The self-proclaimed Dyrkin was of the opinion he should just shoot them, but her brother would have a fit. 'Offer surrender, then shoot.' It was not the law of nature where the strong survived and the weak did not. There surrender did not exist, but for humans she could see why it was necessary. One life had she taken. One, and she could not sleep as she once did. Those words, that face haunting her. The taste of blood in her mouth.

Noting that Richard had disarmed one man and had thrown him into a cell, she wanted to join the fray. But what could she do? One leg was still aching and wounded limiting her mobility. One arm was a raging sense of pain, and damn her powers for it! Have your bones snapped and reforged, having thousands of feathers force their way through your skin. That was painful enough! But it was over in seconds, this was still persisting. Yet she couldn't complain. Did not some of her forms take a while to work when she first started with them? Turning her attention to Richard she noted his question and asked the one on her mind. "What is the big deal about this 'Prom' or whatever it is?" Oh, she had heard about it. But never understood it.

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As the others spoke, Allison's head ached a bit and her mind went somewhere else. It seemed her visions had come back, just in time. In this vision, she was able to see the same little girl, Alcie, from before, and with her, holding her in his arms, is none other than Alexander Jakobsen himself. "Come on Alcie, let's get you fixed up... It'll be okay..." he said softly to her, she was crying in his arms as he sat down in a chair with her. Her knee had some blood on it.

"I-I-It hurts," she sniffled, tears still coming down her face. She couldn't be much older than 4 years old at the most.

"Don't worry... Daddy will make it all better, but this might sting a little, but not for long..." he said giving her a slight smile as he took a wet washcloth and started cleaning her knee. Alcie was crying even more now, but after a few moments, he put a band aid on her knee. "There... Is that better?"

"Y-Y-Yeah..." she sniffled before she gave her dad a hug. "Thank you, daddy... I love you."

"...I love you too Alcie..." he said, holding her tightly in his arms.

Allison's mind came back and she let out the breath she had been holding. It seemed Jakobsen could be considerate to his daughter. Was this before his experiments on her or after? And did it mean there was a possible future where he wasn't a giant tool? She didn't know, but it further cemented her belief in trying to reason with them.

As Allison was in mid-vision, it seemed the soldiers came to collect them. Allison returned in time to see Dean rush in to take them on and wind up shot. Allison stood up instantly as Richard and Ayita came out. Richard made an attempt for the gun but it clattered away. Right in front of her. As Richard spoke about prom (was that a thing?) Allison picked up the gun and pointed it at the soldier closest to her, shooting off a round. She hit him in his gun arm and the man dropped to his knee, she held the gun on him as the other pointed his own at her. "Walk away and let us take care of our friend and get out of here or I will blow his brains out." This was the first time she had ever threatened violence and it felt...odd. Not bad. Not good. It just...felt.

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Sara didn't care one way or the other about Nina. The girl was more or less nothing to her. However, Sara was in favor of the plan to get the others and take the fight back to OMEN. "Definitely on board with that. No more talking. How soon do we leave?" Sara was anxious to get going and get to do something. Then she heard someone speak to her and looked over.

It was the crazy girl. "I mean, yes I do copy powers. And that would be useful, but it only lasts a certain amount of time. I'll copy it once we are at the facility. Thank you for offering." She turned her back for a moment as the girl whispered something. Sara wasn't sure if she caught it or not, but she thought she heard the girl mention others not coming back.

She shook her head. No, she would bring back everyone. Alive. And then they would go after Jakobsen and end his tirade against her kind.

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@KazAlkemi Annie will be led into the facility, and it definitely seems a bit more crowded than it was before when the others had been led in. She had a group of 5 agents surrounding her immediately, however on the first floor as they are heading towards the lower levels, she can easily see around 20 other agents nearby. She had been given an inhibitor, but maybe she could get some information. The elevator seemed to be broken or in use, so she was stuck walking downstairs with the agents.

@Morose@Nallore "No... Not really... I was just checking to see if she was okay... And basically saying how there is nothing to worry about and we can totally pull this off," he said in response to Future Carolina. He gave her a slight grin, and seemed to be a bit more upbeat than he had been in a while. "So, hopefully we can get this thing going quickly, we've basically got our work cut out for us..."

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There was one thing that was slightly comforting, and that was that from what he could tell, the blood flow seemed to be slowing down, so it seemed like Dean might actually have at least some sort of healing ability. That made things a little bit better, since it bought them time to get Dean some help. Though that was the only thing he could see, but there were a few other things going in their favor that weren't visible.

Richard would find that his powers have returned completely, allowing him to once again shift into reptile form. His powers weren't the only ones to return in full though. Allison's telekinesis abilities would be able to start working now, so both of her powers were able to be used now.

The agents glanced over at Allison, before they lowered their weapons. "We weren't exactly supposed to kill you, whatever though. You aren't going to get out of here alive though, that much I will tell you. Since there are a lot of people in this facility who would gladly open fire on you if you tried to use a few agents as shields or hostages or whatever, just fair warning." one of them said with a slight shrug.

"Well that's not ominous or anything..." Pietro muttered.

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"We'll leave as soon as we feel like we can... After all, we need to hurry..." Mary said instantly, nodding at Sara. She also had heard what Folly had said about that, and she looked at her. It wasn't too bad of an assumption, but since the future was changing, at least in her opinion, Folly likely didn't know what was going to happen. Letting out a bit of a sigh, she spoke, "You don't know that for a fact Folly, things change, as so far based on what you all have told us, you don't really know what's going to happen anymore..."

Thalia glanced around at the group of injured people. To her, it was obvious that they would need everyone for this job, but they also needed everyone at their best strength. Hearing Cassandra's words, she looked over at her. "No, no one can stay behind, we'll need everyone we can get in order to fix this... There is just not enough people if anyone with injuries stays behind, and they'll likely get killed if they went along with their injuries... And we are in a bit of a hurry... Maybe..." she said, before she coughed a little, and the clock appeared in her hand once more. As the clocks went backwards, everyone's injuries would now become fully healed. As soon as the clock disappeared, she stumbled over and collapsed onto a bed.

"...Are you sure that was a good idea? We could have waited a little while..." Mary said, standing up and walking over to Thalia, who luckily was still conscious.

"Yes, I'm positive, it wasn't too much... I'm just a little tired from it... If you all want to get going, I can easily catch up to you no problem..."

"You sure about that?"

"Yeah, positive. Don't worry, I'll be back to normal after I rest a few minutes, but you all don't have too much time I don't think... So you might want to get going..."

"Alright..." Mary said, before she looked towards the others. "Come on, let's get going... She is right, we do need to hurry..." she said before she headed out of the room towards the quinjet.

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Guin glanced up, spotting Future Carolina leaning against the side of the quinjet on the ramp. She was used to people making that sort of implication with her and Pietro - but this was Muscles. He was Pietro just...older. Despite his reassurances that things were going to be fine, she was filled with a sense of complete dread. Muscles was grinning at Future Carolina and Guin turned her attention back to the controls, having the quinjet's launch sequence all but prepped. There were a few parts that needed to wait until everyone was on the jet, but they'd take a few seconds at most.

"We can take off once everyone is onboard," Guin said softly. She took a slight breath, wishing that Pietro was there with her - her Pietro. She liked Muscles but...the age gap between them felt weird. And she couldn't even tell if he loved her or not - or if to him, it was like looking at a video of his wife from ten years ago. P-P-Pietro? she tried tentatively.

"Yeah? What is it?" came his response.

....Are you okay? Guin thought back to him, gripping the console in front of her a bit to steady herself. There was a weird surreal quality to this entire conversation and she was already an anxious mess over what they were about to go do. "...Yeah. What's wrong?" I'm scared. Really scared. "...It'll be okay Guina..." What if you die? "I'm not going to." You don't know that....What if Allison and Lance and Ayita and all die too... "Actually I'd be more worried about Dean right now.... But at least his powers are working in his favor, so the bleeding seems to be slowing down..."

"D-D-D-Dean is bleeding out," Guin stammered to those in the quinjet. She was getting a bit of a headache. ...I don't want you to die....or anyone...

"Wait, what?" Future Pietro asked her. "Hey, we've got young Thalia who looks just like the older one with us! Though she does look a little beaten up and I'm pretty sure her wings aren't working... But she managed to focus her powers enough to stabilize Richard since he had gotten shot and his powers weren't working, she might be able to do that again..."

"Shrimpy t-t-told me..."

"...Shrimpy?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. He looked like he was trying not to laugh.

So? Pietro, this is very bad! We aren't changing the future for the better! We should have just gone underground and lived in the sewers....But now you're locked up in a cell and I'm going to lose you and I-I-I... Guin shut her eyes very tightly. "You won't lose me! Besides! As I said, we've got a dragon person here with us who despite inhibitors can still use her powers somewhat. So I think we'll live!" Guin bit her lip, crying silently. Then why did people die in the future? "Uh... I think that was because the person with time shenanigans didn't show up for a while, and have you tried being in several places at once? I have, and it sucks and wears you out really quickly." ...I love you... "I love you too, now don't worry, everything will work out okay..."

Guin took a shaky breath, drying her eyes. "People need to hurry up and get on the plane..." she mumbled. I love you more... "I love you more!" Guin giggled slightly, before realizing she never answered Muscles. "...He just said he loves me more."

"Of course he did... Did he say anything else that might be useful?"

"Um.....Thalia is there...And she healed Richard....." I love you a thousand times more.

"...That wasn't supposed to happen..." "Nope, I love you more."

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Despite everyone believing they'd all make it out alive, Folly was certain that would not be the case. They were taking on an O.M.E.N. facility with a fraction of the full team. It didn't matter if she knew the future or not anymore - she knew statistics and odds. The others couldn't heal the way that she could. They were all risking their lives and she wondered if they even fully realized the gamble that they were making yet.

Damon stalked ahead of the others, heading onto the quinjet and he took a seat. He felt restless and his tattoos were pushing up against his skin, wanting to be at the facility already so he could go and protect Ayita. Though had it been any other situation, he wouldn't have thought her to be one that needed protection. Others needed protection from her. She could - as much as he hated to dwell on it - be feral at times. "Do we have a plan for when we arrive at the facility?" Damon asked. Folly took a seat across from him, shrugging.

"Don't die seems to be the plan. "

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Dean could hear Richard making threats and if he felt that he had more energy, he might have pointed out that he already was within an inch of his life - or maybe even a centimeter. As for explaining prom, he felt that Richard could explain it fairly well - maybe with the help of the cast of high school musical but..."Wait, also...Find my sister...Max..." he mumbled. He wasn't talking about his adoptive family - he was talking about his biological sibling. The very same Max that was Lizzie's adoptive sibling, in fact, was Dean's sister.

He barely registered the agents lowering their weapons, but was able to have a few coherent thoughts about how pretty Allison was like this - with the gun aimed at the mutant hating agents. He didn't know if he had ever seen anyone prettier before in his life and he wasn't aware of the fact that the bleeding had slowed in his wound. No, he just knew he was in pain and that while he was conscious, his eyes felt like they would close at any second. "Go Allison go..." he mumbled, thinking that he was trying to get up but in reality, his hands were just twitching slightly.

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Bethany started to pace around the side of her cell closest to the glass door as she watched the events unfold in front of her, things did not look like they were going in their favor right now. Dean didn't look good at all one bit, and then she watched as Richard went in and grabbed for one of the agents gun's only to see the gun fumble to the ground landing by Allison's feet. The girl looked like she was in some kind of trance when she finally came out of it then pointing the gun at the agents that were there. Beth stopped where she was as she watched them all for a moment.

Then she looked over towards Dean seeing that he was somewhat awake again, hearing him speaking about prom and mentioning something about his sister named Max. "You are going to be just fine, and see your sister and have your prom as well." Bethany said as she tried to reassure him as she looked over at the agents that were there. She didn't like their tone but they were in the middle of the bees hive agents would easily open fire on all of them the moment they spotted them. "Let us out now, we will take our chances then go through whatever you are doing to the rest of the detainees." Bethany said.

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Carolina looked over her shoulder towards Thalia as she started to pull out that weird watch again, and then looked over at the others who were all injured because of Nina. Their wounds were all healed which made her smile and she started to relax now seeing her sister
was back to full strength. She quickly gave her sister a loving hug and smiled a bit more towards her letting out a relaxed sigh, looking over at Thalia and gave her an appreciative smile towards her. "Thank you." Carolina said towards her and took a step back noticing that Thalia looked a lot more tired now.

She was more than ready to get this mission started, she had been wanting to take the fight to OMEN for a very long time now, and she wanted to give them a little payback as well. "I'll meet you all at the Quinjet." Carolina said as she turned around and started to make her way over towards the jet following alongside Folly and Damon as well until they were there. Carolina took a seat looking around the jet. She remembered being in one a few years ago when she found out that Cassandra was a SHIELD agent, looking over at Folly and Damon nodding a little bit and then looked at Cassandra as she sat down next to her on the Quinjet she looked at Future Pietro and Guin for a moment as well.

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Cassandra gave Thalia a nod, they did need to be at full strength of they were going to go straight for OMEN, Cassandra could feel her arm heal rather quickly along with her head injury as well. Looking down at her arm, it wasn't even broken anymore and didn't even feel pain at all as she moved it around a little bit. Feeling better now as Cassandra pulled herself out of the bed and stretched a little bit and cracked her neck groaning a bit. Cass gave her sister a friendly smile and nodded towards her as she returned the hug, looking among the others.

"Lets get started." Cassandra said as she turned around and started to make her way towards the Quinjet as well, seeing that the others were there as well. Seeing Future Pietro and Guin both talking amongst each other. "It would explain the injuries Thalia got." Cassandra pointed out noticing that when they finally got back from meeting with Jakobson taking her seat next to her sister.

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Future Carolina got up and went over and took her seat looking at Future Pietro and then Guin giving them a slight nod as she leaned back in the seat looking at them for a few seconds as they talked amongst themselves. Then Guin mentioning that Dean was bleeding out which didn't sound all that good. And then she mentioned that the present Thalia was there currently, which was going to be a bit of a problem as well. "Doesn't sound that good either." Future Carolina said as she looked over towards the ramp seeing some of the others now getting into the jet as well.

"We just need to be ready for anything once we touch down in there." Future Carolina said as she leaned back in her seat and ran a hand through her hair as she saw her sister was looking a lot better now that she wasn't injured and near death anymore. She was glad Thalia was able to heal her, she still wanted to strangle Nina for her stupidity.

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For the most part, things had been going well for Antoinette. She fit in well with her job, despite the eccentric clothes and she even had a small group of friends now. They would spend their Friday evenings going to indie films before going to this little coffee shop beside the art studio they all worked at. An added bonus was the safety she felt in New York. Perhaps a bit strange for when she first arrived her intuition was all over the place. There were so many rotten people in the big city, so many like minded people who only wanted one thing but with the months and months of being here, she had learned to tune it out. That false sense of security is what landed her here. She didn’t notice the three men following her home from work, she didn’t sense that their intention was to take her, to bind her and beat her when she struggled. She bit into the hand of one when he injected her with something but then everything seemed to fade out and when she awoke, she felt nothing. No sirens going off in her head, no illusions to conjure. It almost physically hurt for her to try.
Annie did her best to descend the stairs, walking sideways because it hurt to walk straight down. The facility was huge, much bigger than she would have imagined and she wasn’t even sure this was the only one. She was flanked by two big men, with twenty some scattered around making various rounds. There would be no escaping, especially after her powers seemed to have been taken. After years of running, her time finally ran out. She only hoped that her father wouldn’t suffer the same fate that she was. Antoinette looked over at her guards, they didn’t say much as they led her further down the stairs.
”What is your recruiting process like?” she asked randomly. ”Do you have people of special talent working for you as well?” Annie was very much the observer but there was only so much you could see without needing to talk.

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Richard gave a dark chuckle at the OMEN member. His eyes near about dancing with delight. "Well if they expect us to fight and have a shield, perhaps we shouldn't disappoint them." He crooned to the man in a velvet covered his. He didn't relish having to fight his way out, but he had before and doubtless would again. Rubbing his jaw the Adder considered their options. He could go out guns blazing, slip out through a disguise possibly, or sit and wait for rescue or death. Well, he knew which of those options he fancied.

"First thing is first. How about opening up the cells of our friends?" Glancing to Ayita the older Laine nodded towards Dean. "Second thing. We don't want a fight. We don't want blood- despite what I said earlier. It's you lot who want nothing but to see us stripped of our arms and legs. Apologies, but I loose those often enough." The Adder commented with a sarcastic annoyance. [color-Olive]"Really, it gets so boring."[/color] He grinned slightly, in a crooked way that was hardly threatening, if it wasn't for his dark and dangerous eyes. "But actually... Why. Why do you work in a place like this and try to lock up us in little cells without a damn? What have we- us, not all the 'mutants' in the world but those specifically in front of you- done? Aside from shooting your buddies. Shame really, but fear for our lives and all that."

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Ayita caught Richard's look and moved with a slow limp over to Dean. He was bleeding and badly. She didn't know much but she would do what she could. Dean, for all his foolish ways, was a member of the pack. A dysfunctional, irritating pack, but a pack none the less. Combing her dark locks from her face she studied the wound in the stomach before stripping off Richard's shirt to reveal horrifically scarred skin, marred over the years with bite and claw marks from various fights for survival. Her modesty kept by a tight black tank, not that Ayita would care about such a thing. Pressing it to Dean's stomach she leaned over and sniffed at him curiously. Amber eyes assessing his condition.

The wound appeared to be healing and from what she caught of the weak voice, he appeared to be urging something. So she did the only reasonably thing and peeled back a eyelid with one bloodied hand. "The blood is slowing, it appears there may be hope." The shifter reported softly. "Idiot hunter, you were rash and could have cost us." Ayita admonished with a soft growl, though her eyes were locked more on the wound as she sough to help it close. It wouldn't do to have a bullet in there, but pulling it out would be worse when she didn't know what she was doing.

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Allison chuckled to herself. It was a thought that had occurred to her before. These agents assuming the worst. "Human shield? You guys really do paint us as villains, yet all we've done is protect ourselves and save the lives of countless humans who wish us dead. Now we are getting out of here, whether or not that is through violence or peace is up to the others here. Leave the guns here and walk out, because I just got the sense that my powers are back fully and I imagine some of the others got theirs back too and you don't want to be here."

Allison glanced over at Dean, unsure what to do about him. As far as she knew, none of them had healing capabilities, but she wasn't about to let him die. "I'm not going anywhere, Dean. Not without you. We have a prom to plan, after all." She stared at the agents again, gun in hand pointed at them. She was aware of the irony of offering mercy while still holding a weapon. "We're getting out of here. The choice is yours though."

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Unaware of the personal soap opera Guin was dealing with, Sara made her way onto the plane, eager to get going. She now felt truly part of the team. It was weird how not long ago she was a new recruit and was now on her way to help save those captured by OMEN. She was aware of the others and, for all intents and purposes, she was with them.

"I need to copy a power, but depending on what we face, I may need more. Not quite capable in a fight without some oomph to back me up. I know Folly offered me hers, which will be useful, but if there's a fight I don't want to hang back and watch. You get me?"

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@KazAlkemi "Why would we tell you that mutie?" one of the guards sort of sneered at her. They went down to another floor, and found that there were a lot of other agents there, and several of them were guards carrying guns as they made their way past a few labs to the next stairway. "Honestly girl, you really need to know to keep it down... Most of these guys won't hesitate to shoot you... I know things may seem bad, but hey... At least you aren't dead..." another who was closest to her said softly, "And to answer your questions, most people choose to join us, and there are no people with powers working here."

"Silence Agent Flynn," the commanding agent said, and the one who was talking to Annie fell silent.

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"...So, if we're leaving... Can you guys open up the rest of these cells or something so we can all get out of here?" Lance asked softly, and Pietro nodded easily in agreement. The agents fell silent, staring at the group, at least for the moment anyway, in a few minutes who knows?

"Look... You all need to get out of here fast... I don't think I can get out of here in the shape I'm in... Especially since my wings are practically dead right now and I can't make them go away... I'd just slow you down, especially since my fire also seems to be more like flaming hairballs right now..."

"We can't just leave you here, especially since this place is freaking creepy as all hell and nothing has really happened yet."

"I hate to agree with Maximoff, but he is right. You can't exactly stay here, and even so, you still can do some time manipulations, so how would that not be useful..."

"I'd just slow you down..."

"Not to mention there is at least well over a hundred agents in this facility, not counting the scientists who are trained in combat also, you'll need all the speed and luck you can get in order to get out of here alive," the OMEN agent then said. Also, the blood coming from Dean's injury has officially stopped! He'll still be hurting a lot, but he won't bleed out at least!

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Mira got up from where she was in Medical, and headed for the Quinjet as well, hoping to get this show on the road. There wasn't much she could do if she ended up with a sore throat again, so she grabbed a bottle of water before she headed that way. At least to help her out this time around, since if she didn't drink a lot of water, she likely would lose her voice, and her powers in general. At least when it came to using them.

"Copy mine or the speedsters if you want to. I have some seeds you could use if need be for creating plants in a hallway underground or something... That is always an option, or you could see if you can get someone else's, your choice ultimately, you have until we get to the facility, which'll be a few minutes or so, to decide on whose power you want to use. Though I'd recommend choosing now rather than right before, so you can at least get somewhat used to the power and maybe even practice slightly if you can," Mary said to Sara as she got onboard the Quinjet, before she turned to look at the group around her.

She was not too thrilled to have Magneto and Scarlet Witch tagging along, that was way too weird for her. For as long as she has been on the team, she has never ever worked with them before. However, she knew when it was time to finally put those differences aside, they offered help, and she was willing to accept it, but somewhat reluctantly that was for sure. There was one thing though, the future speedster kept glancing over at Wanda on occasion, but never actually talked to her. Knowing Wanda and her powers, it was almost impossible for her to not know that he was her brother from the future, which made her a little more curious as to why the two weren't talking to each other.

Looking over at Guin once everyone was on board, she nodded her head. "Alright Guin, let's see about getting this bucket of bolts moving. We don't have much time to spare, and we need to get there quickly, who knows what'll happen if we don't hurry... Thalia said she'll catch up with us later, so let's get going..."

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Her confidence restored and her mood lightened, Guin nodded, taking a bit of a breath. She had dried her eyes and then queued up her favorite song to blast throughout the plane: Cherry Bomb by the Runaways. It was practically her anthem. "...Can't stay at home, can't stay at school, old folks say 'You poor little fool'. Down the streets I'm the girl next door. I'm the fox you've been waiting for," Guin sang lightly to herself. "And if you call Baby a bucket of bolts again, you can walk to Charles Manson's Vacation Home," Guin told Mary as they lifted off and flew to the facility at top speed. It helped that she had the A.I.'s assistance.

"Hello, daddy. Hello, mom. I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb! Hello world! I'm your wild girl. I'm your ch-ch-ch-cherry bomb!" Guin kept singing. It was a quick trip, since the facility wasn't too far from them and the quinjet was state of the art. There was a reason that the Avengers used it almost exclusively for travel - though the sports cars would have been fun. After a few moments, she landed the quinjet at the facility, shutting off the music - regrettably. I'm here, babe...Well, we're here.

"...That's good to know... Apparently there might be more than a hundred agents or so in this building." Guin's blood ran cold hearing that and she gripped the console once more, trying to keep her lifted mood. She didn't really need to spiral down again, especially since everyone was here and would be witness to her soap opera of a life. ...What else can you tell me? And you told the others we're coming right - well that we're here? "Uh, I'll tell them, but that is about it, there isn't too much I can figure out at the moment." Guin frowned slightly. Something was bothering her. ...Had you not told them yet? "...Well I'm talking with you."

"Muscles, you're an idiot - an incredibly sexy idiot, but an idiot," Guin told his future self. "Anyways Pietro says there's over a hundred agents in the building," Guin then informed the others. "So...Our best bet I'm thinking would be a distraction. Maybe something to flush them out of the building. There's got to be emergency protocols - or we could just try blowing something up to get the agents out so we can get to everyone..."

"Wait what?" the future speedster said, "And blowing something up sounds like it would be fun."

I love you, but you can multitask Silver Balls! I've been talking with other people while talking with you. Hell, I flew a plane and I've only done that once or twice before with limited success. "I know that... But still..." Come on babe, you gotta focus if you're going to come and kiss me okay? Guin then thought for a moment. There wasn't much in the area that they could blow up - beyond their own plane - and the roof seemed to be the easiest way to get in. There weren't very many exposed windows and the front door seemed risky to her. "What is that supposed to mean?" Stop focusing on me. "Why?" Because there's more important things to do. "Really?" Yes, you horny man!

"For explosions...I could try the front door. Get them to come at us from that angle, then an infiltration team could enter by the roof," Guin suggested. "I think they're on the lower levels...that's my gut feeling, at least."

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Damon glanced at them, hearing the proposals for a distraction and he shook his head. "We can't have the ship down here and up there at the same time, and we don't have people who can fly up to the roof easily...If it's a distraction you need, then that's my job," he said, before he ran off of the jet. His tattoos were bristling and he looked at the facility for a moment, before taking a breath. "Dragon....Wreak havoc."

The dragon tattoo came off of his body and the dragon appeared, but apparently seeing a dragon was a normal thing for this facility and it was largely ignored. Damon's face fell and Folly couldn't help but chuckle slightly at it all. You would think that a dragon would elicit some sort of reaction. "Look, I can go in and start clearing through people," Folly suggested. "They can't kill me and I am very much proficient at killing them." She liked the distraction idea, but it just didn't seem to be practical. Damon's dragon was flying around and nothing was happening.

In fact, nothing seemed to be happening in regard to the fact that they had landed. "...Do they not have ways to monitor what's going on outside?" Folly wondered, her eyes flickering towards Magneto. She was beginning to get another idea as to what they could do.

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"...It's not my prom..." Dean mumbled, his vision blurring in and out of focus but at least he wasn't bleeding anymore. "It's...it's about everyone...about celebrating before a..." However, he then started screaming as Ayita peeled back his eyelid. "What the freaking hell?!?!?" Dean exclaimed, blinking rapidly and trying to get her to not be touching his eyelid anymore. Using what strength and energy he had left, Dean managed to sort of kick Ayita out of the way - but it was more of a panicked flail as he scrambled backwards.

It hurt like hell with his bullet wound, but he always hated eye doctors as a kid. He couldn't stand things getting even close to his eyes. Having someone forcefully peel back his eyelid...He felt sick and panicked just thinking about thinking about it. Panting heavily from that experience and the bullet, he then heard that apparently the squishy scientists were combat trained. "So, the others are outside of the building now."

"How the hell do you know?" Dean muttered.

"...Long story, not going to go into it, but they are here, so that's a good thing."

"Cool, I'm going to shut my eyes, please don't let anyone touch my eyelids..."

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Antoinette watched the rude guard curiously. People often weren’t rude naturally, they were made that way. Her other guard, Agent Flynn, seemed to have a genuine heart. Perhaps he thought this cause was just. When people didn’t understand things, they became frightened and unruly. Much like a caged animal. The people locked up would act how they needed to to survive and the frightened people would continue to use their guns to ensure some semblance of order. Annie’s eyes scanned and she saw a few agents actually carrying their guns, rather than having them stored away like her personal guards. She walked a little more quickly, despite the pain, in her eagerness to get past this floor.
”Is not having your true self limited, like a kind of death?” She peered into the eyes of the kinder guard, searching for an understanding she was sure to find there.
After she had been captured, they stripped her of her precious items, including her contacts. Her necklace however, she put up a fight to keep that secured around her neck. Normally, her blue eye would brighten as she tapped into her more enhanced intuition side but with the inhibitor they gave her working to keep her unremarkable, it simply looked like any other blue eye.
She couldn’t keep eye contact with Agent Flynn for very long though. The guns all around her frightened her. They were in a larger capacity here and truth be told, she was afraid to be shot. To hear that awful sound ring out around her and have nowhere to run to for safety. There were giant rooms with windows that she tried to peer into, any hopes of distractions but with the amount of guards, she couldn’t get one look around them to see what they contained.

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Bethany looked at the others that were in there and listened in on the others as they spoke, it seemed that Dean was now actually getting better and quickly got up after Ayita messed with the dude's eyelids. Then she listened to the Pietro when they said that they were here now and then looked at Thalia who was there. "So while they are getting ready, we can start a jail break." Beth suggested, they would easily be able to slip out in the chaos. And the OMEN agents would be obviously overwhelmed as well, looking over at the OMEN agents.

"So how about we get out like now, I'm getting really tired of being in this cell by myself." Bethany said crossing her arms over her chest as she glared at the group of OMEN agents. "Of course if you want to stay clear of the fighting you can hide in our cells, i'm sure you'd be protected by the riots at least." Bethany said shrugging a bit. "Just need to open out all of these other cells."

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Carolina looked over towards Sara asking to take someone's powers. "Mine aren't really used for combat, I mainly use mine for scouting ahead, or taking control of someone. I dunno if it would be useful at all." Carolina said towards Sara as they finally took off and started to fly. Hearing Guin's music blasting over the Quinjet's speakers, it really wasn't her taste of music that she enjoyed but Guin was flying so she really didn't have much of a choice but to listen. But then they were there rather quickly surpisingly as Carolina stood up looking over towards the others.

She watched as Damon used his tats to go out and noticed that the OMEN agents inside didn't do much at all, which really was surpising they should have sent a swarm of their agents out to deal with it. But they didn't at all by the looks of it, and then looked over towards her sister and Marygold as well and then at Folly suggesting going on the offensive. She didn't like the idea of Scarlet Witch and Magneto there really either.

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Cassandra sat where she was listening to Guin's music a little bit as they finally took off once everyone was on board it was good that they were all finally on the offensive. She did eye Magneto and Scarlet Witch she didn't trust them yet, but they didn't have much choice they were after a common enemy and that was OMEN. A few seconds later they were finally at the OMEN facility, as Cassandra stood up looking at Guin for a moment. "I'd imagine that they would be there as well due to the number of mutants they may have rounded up in the last few hours." Cassandra said.

She looked over her shoulder as Damon used his dragon tattoo to distract the OMEN agents but they didn't seem to be taking the bait. "A two way attack would be able to help, and have the Quinjet outside as a distraction would be good but we run the possibility of whoever is flying to be shot down." Cassandra said as she looked out at the facility below. "We should go now though." She suggested.

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Future Carolina leaned back in the seat as she eyed everyone on the jet as they lifted up, and started to get herself ready and eyed Sara for a moment. "Like my youngerself said, my power probably wont be useful in combat as you already have noticed." Future Carolina said giving a slight shrug as they started to get to their destination and then they were finally there as Future Carolina stood up, so far things have changed a lot with their timeline. Hopefully they would be able to change the future rather quickly once they finished this mission.

She really wanted to take down OMEN right now as she looked at Folly and then Damon. "I'm ready to get going, just say the word." Future Carolina said as she looked down at the facility below the others were down in there right now and they needed to be saved along with the other prisoners that OMEN has.

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"You are coming if I have to drag you out of here myself, Thalia." The Adder snarled at the woman as he grabbed the human agent by his neck and shoved him towards Thalia's cell. Leveling the gun at the man's butt. While it wasn't the usual target, the fact he was all too willing to pull the trigger would have warned any man to tread carefully. "Unlock her cell." The assassin snarled deeply in his throat.

Though Richard did shoot Allison an amused look, quirking an eyebrow in amusement. "Girl's got bite." The British accented voice noted as the man studied his captive. The hand not holding the gun, frisking the man with efficient movements. This was not the first time he had done such, doubtlessly it would not be the last. Some days he wished it would be, but heck. Sometimes it was fun to watch the fools twist about in terror. "Allison, get those door open if you can and keep them intact if you can. Should be bullet proof. We could use them as shields."

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Watching Dean yelp like a wounded pup and scramble back, his limbs failing about as he tried to kick her away. In all honestly, Ayita had flinched back as well. A habitual jerk when something went flying towards her face. Survival instinct. Rubbing at the graze on her cheek the woman frowned at Dean. "There is no reason to touch your eyelids. You are awake and aware." The Dyrkin shook her head at the young man's foolish nature. Dean was a odd duck that was for sure, and she was talking.

Looking at Allison she raised a brow at her friend's harsh words. "I approve, and agree. Though I do hope my powers return soon." The Dyrki woman noted with a gleam of fury at the human as her brother shoved him towards the dragon-woman's cell door and searched him. Part of her hoped he would shoot the man, but it was a small part. One that was still feeling the rage of her brother's supposed death. A hard thing for the younger shifter to deal with. That horror gave her chills even now as it haunted her.

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Allison nodded, handing the gun over to Richard. She didn't much trust the guards yet. She walked over to the doors and summoned her energy. She only just got her powers back and she didn't want to exert herself before she got out. With as much energy as she could muster, she fought the doors, prying them off the hinges.

They fell forward with a thunk. There were some cracks in them, but they were intact. "Doors are open. Now unlock the cells and we are getting out of here." She glanced at Dean, who looked a bit freaked out. She walked over to him, kneeling down. "We're almost out of here Dean. The others will be here and we'll be out."

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Sara had plenty of options, but she wasn't sure who to copy. In the end, she wanted to ensure she would be the biggest asset to the team. So she decided on offensive rather than defensive. Or rather, a power that could do both. "Mary, mind if I copy your power? Worse comes to worst I can change on the fly."

She mentally prepared as she waited to copy. She was sure that the OMEN agents would not hold back, given all that has happened. She just hoped this wouldn't further paint them as the enemy when all they are doing is saving their own and protecting themselves from people who want to either kill them or contain them. No one in their right mind should be ok with that, regardless of mutant status.

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@KazAlkemi Agent Flynn was about to say something, when one of the labs' doors opened up. There was a girl being led out by a few guards, and they walked over towards them, and so the groups kind of merged together. The girl's eyes shifting from a blue to a brown color, and there were traces of white in her hair that quickly shifted to brown as well. She glanced over at Annie. "So... Guessing you're a newbie? Trust me this place can be a bit, bad... I've been here for about a month, and trust me, what these goons do does not get any better..." she said, giving her a slight smile.

"Shut up!" one of the guards said.

"A bit pushy aren't we? Oh, hey there Agent Flynn, how are you doing," she said, slightly waving at him.

"Alright... Though things definitely could be better..." he said. She was now standing right next to Annie as they started moving again, she leaned over to whisper to her, "Name's Demetria, though most call me Sapphire now... And Agent Flynn there? He's actually on our side, he's been helping me out ever since I got here, and getting me some stuff that could prove useful if we tried to get out of here at some point."

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"You all won't get out of here too quickly you know! They will stop you," the one in charge said as he unlocked all of the cell doors for them, since it was easier just to do that than to open them individually with the console. Thalia looked at the open door, standing up slightly, but that motion caused her to stumble slightly. She wasn't quite used to the way her wings were, if she ever had them out, they generally arced from her shoulder blades comfortably, but now they hung limply along her back Thalia leaned up against the wall of the cell.

"I can't walk like this, I'm not exactly used to broken wings that won't disappear... I don't generally have my wings out anyway... Not since the whole thing with Hel... Been trying to forget that they are even there..." she said, before she started coughing, some blood coming from her mouth before a fireball shot out and hit the ground.

"We don't exactly have much time, we need to get out of here, and what sucks is about half of us still don't have our powers working, or working the way that they should be anyway," Lance said, nodding slightly towards Thalia. "Which means we might have to get a bit creative with planning things or whatever... Since sure, I'm all for the let's break the hell out of here, but still, we are greatly out numbered might I remind you..."

"Yeah, but we have back up outside right now, meaning we won't die horribly in an instant... And our powers will come back, eventually anyway... Just not sure when..."

"Exactly, meaning there is a good chance we'll get ourselves killed if we don't think of something other than charge!"

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Mary nodded her head, before she pulled out a few more sunflower seeds from her pocket. She turned them into vines and moved them around slightly, enough so that Sara would be able to copy her power. Then in the blink of an eye she shot the vines over into Sara's hand and they turned back to seeds again. "Figured you'd need some considering the fact that we're going to be inside," she said, before she tossed a few seeds into her mouth.

"Oh, they probably do... Now whether or not someone is actually paying attention, or they truly see that as a threat... That is another question..." Mira said softly, answering Folly's question about that. It wasn't too much of a distraction, at least in her mind, just one good screech and she'd be able to get them to come outside maybe, but she wasn't too sure about that when she thought it through.

"Oh of course, just leave you to your little explosions. After all, everyone knows you're good at making those, though whether or not you'd actually succeed in a small explosion and not just kill everyone in the building including you want to save, well, that's another story."

"Now Wanda, you mustn't be rude to your brother's girlfriend."

"So? She's almost as bad as a human!"

"Look, can we just stop it Wanda? I mean really, can't you just get over that?"

"Oh? And who are you supposed to be and what right do you have to tell me what to do!"

"...It's complicated..." he responded, quieting down and looking at the others. "So, make an explosion than?"

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Guin couldn't help but spin around and stare at Wanda. She knew that Pietro's sister hated her, but she thought that they had finished the petty infighting phase of the evening. It was shocking though to hear Magneto defend her - the very many that had kidnapped her before and then tried to kill her back in January of 2019. She doubted this was from him actually liking her as a person and more probably because she developed powers. "Last time you insulted me, bitch, I got a shitty power set - so have at me, let's roll the dice again and see what I pop out this time and use to beat you you pathetic mutant supremacist," Guin spat at Wanda. She then looked at Magneto. "Also you hated me until you found out that I was a mutant, so I don't need your hypocritical ass to defend me."

"Malo Guina, calm down..." Guin then glanced at Muscles for a moment, feeling bad. She knew that he had lost his sister. "...Sorry..." she then mumbled, before she went around the quinjet, grabbing the various components that she would need to build a bomb. She then went around the quinjet, grabbing the various components that she needed. She still felt ashamed about blowing up the Hanson Power Plant - it had been a careless accident and if Pietro hadn't been there, they all would have been dead. Constructing the explosive, she glanced at the others.

Damon was standing there, looking a bit dejected. Folly looked bored if anything and Guin went over to her, handing her the bomb. "This will detonate once you connect these two wires," she explained. "Well, there's a slight delay. That's why I'm sending you - just in case, you know, you aren't fast enough and lose an arm or something...But it should be enough to create a decent sized crater in the front of the building and hopefully drive the fighting outside."

"Got it," Folly said simply, leaving the quinjet with the bomb. Guin watched her go, relieved that she seemed to be on the stable side of her illness at the moment. Otherwise, she wasn't sure how she should feel about giving the mentally ill woman a bomb. She then looked back at Wanda for a moment and Magneto - Pietro's family. Muscle's family. Her future self had practically begged her to make sure that Wanda got out alright.

"...Your hair is nice, Wanda..." Wanda just gave Guin a strange look, saying nothing. "Yeah, that was dumb of me to try, hating each other is simpler..."

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Folly was whistling as she walked off of the quinjet, holding the bomb. She had heard about Guin's mess up at the Power Plant and trusted that if the Stark child knew anything, it was how to make a grand explosion. She found it humorous that she had asked the only person that could survive a misfire as well to install the bomb, but she would have suggested it anyways. Standing in front of the building, she smiled slightly at Damon's dragon.

"Jakobsen," she called out softly. "Up yours," she then said simply, connecting the wires as Guin had showed her. But she was a bit too slow as she turned to run from the device, the GIGANTIC EXPLOSION SETTING OFF! It was incredibly LOUD and she felt her eardrums shatter and heal within seconds due to the proximity. But that was nothing compared to the pain as she was thrown backwards and landed in the ground, her left leg and arm severed from her body. OMEN had to know that they were there now - everyone present on the facility, even in the cells, would have heard that explosion.

And while some might have been mad, Folly just laughed as she lied there in the ground. Unless someone sewed her missing limbs back on, it'd be a while until she'd be in any sort of fighting shape. Regrowing limbs could take hours. She was in immense pain and all she could do was laugh at the cosmic joke. She had done the task that a bomb deposit robot could have done. Her healing factor saved her, but not enough for the fight. "Logan, did this ever happen to you?" she laughed, looking at her hallucination of Wolverine. "I bet it did..."

Damon had rushed out of the quinjet, snatching up the only in tact missing limb of Folly's - her arm. He then grabbed her good arm and dragged her back into the quinjet, and the little madwoman was just laughing her head off. Guin lowered her head slightly, feeling ashamed. She had failed - again. Her legacy was just a series of accidents in critical fights.

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Dean just nodded nervously at Ayita. She didn't seem to understand why he had objected to her touching his eyeballs - and he kept flinching randomly, remembering the sensation of the slight pressure on his eyelids and they way it felt as if they were rolling when moved. It was just a nauseating memory for him and one that he was certain he would have nightmares about, if he lived to tell the tale. He then gulped a bit, looking up at Allison. He could see her moving her lips but all he heard was....


He then blinked, startled out of the hallucination as he heard a MASSIVE EXPLOSION! "WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!" he screamed, until he came to his senses and realized that must have been the reinforcements that Pietro talked about. Or at least, he hoped that it was. And he became aware that a part of him was very much awake and he shifted so that way Allison wouldn't be able to see the evidence. Even if he was dying at the moment, he didn't need her to see that. "...Or um...they're under attack..." he then added awkwardly, sweat dripping off his forehead.

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"Hey uh... Sorry for the interruption, but there is something that needs to be addressed. As we all have likely heard, today we've lost a great man. And sure, I have been a bit rude to him in the past, but hey, not like he actually created me. Just created just about every main hero that exists in Marvel from most of the Avengers to the Fantastic Four, and yes, the X-Men. So I think it is time for us to have a moment of silence for the guy responsible for Hugh Jackman's Wolverine, and several other characters we've all come to know. Without him, we wouldn't be here. I'm not used to all this mushy stuff, but even I can recognize that we've truly lost someone special today. So all I have to say from everyone in the Marvel universe since no one else can actually talk to you Stan, thank you for everything you've done."

"And one more thing, now we'll need someone else to do all of these cameos, so maybe the execs at Disney will let me do the cameos in a Stan Lee costume..."

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Ayita shook her head at Dean, her amber eyes shining with mirth. "We are hardly under attack, you just happen to be making doe eyes." There was a odd rumble from the woman as she chuckled to herself despite their situation. The speedy young fool was exactly that, but she wasn't going to say she wasn't amused by the fact he seemed to be very nervous about Allison. Standing she braced a hand on Dean's shoulder to aid her. The ache of her injuries making the shifter grit her teeth in annoyance.

They were but wounds. Wounds that would heal, but damned if they did not hurt! As Richard shot her a concerned look, Ayita shook her head slightly. Yes, she was hurt and her older brother could well see that. It wasn't serious enough for him to be concerned. When she could no longer defend herself, then she would call upon his aid. Til then, she had survived before and would again. Yet, speaking of injuries... Ayita's gaze locked onto Thalia as she slowly moved towards the girl-woman. "May I?" Her voice was soft as always as she slowly ran her fingers over the wings. Of everyone gathered, it was her expertise with flying and wings of the avians that would aid Thalia the best perhaps. "I have wings myself." That was said in a bare whisper as she examined the damage and if they could be folded without risking greater injury. If they could be, Ayita would attempt it carefully. Tearing her brother's shirt to help make slings or bindings for the great limbs. "What business with whom?" The younger shifter asked carefully as she considered Thalia.

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He wanted to be amused, to laugh as his sister did. But Richard merely sighed, not be able to afford the luxury of relaxing. Though he did tarry in worry as Ayita braced on Dean to help herself to her feet. Her wounds must ache something fierce, yet the shake of his head warned him from offering aid. For all she generally followed his lead, Ayita was still a wild animal and injured she was stubborn and dangerous. Nothing would go in her without a exact description of what it was, where it came from and what it would do. Not to mention a hundred other questions. That had been the last time he tried to convince her to take Ibuprofen for a headache.

Studying the doors, he nodded to himself in thought. "Charge... Will not work." The assassin agreed in an annoyed voice that bordered on deadly rage. "Nor will hostages as this chap pointed out. However, we do have help on the outside and our powers are returning albeit some slower than others. We also have wounded. So what can we do with those variables?" Rubbing his head with one hand he studied the human and shook his head. "We can move carefully. Shield out ass, and keep those who can shoot and fight on the outer ring. The most wounded and Allison- you dear are our best defense with those doors= in our center. Pietro, start fantasizing about Guin and stop puzzling over the fact you'd not last more than a minute- you won't last another one if you don't relay effectively between our groups. Get Cassandra- a Cassandra- to hunt down a map of this place if she can. One of them ought to be able to have the range... Hopefully." The assassin leaned back and considered things. "Get whatever weapons those idiots had on them. Ayita-"

"Gun. Cover your ass with the winged woman."

The Adder nodded and looked to Pietro with a raised brow as if asking why he wasn't moving his ass. "We move. We shoot first. Screw the fact their humans, we're mutants. They will kill on sight and I'm not loosing a damned brat." Shoving the agent into a cell, Richard closed the door on him. Making sure it locked. Moving to the door the Adder peered down both sides of the hall.

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Once the cell door was opened for her she stepped out finally she was glad to be out of there and looked over towards both Lance and Pietro, they both had been injured before being brought here. "How are your guys' injuries?" Bethany asked as she listened to Richard as he started to come up with a plan. And then a few seconds later she jumped a bit when she heard the loud explosion feeling the room shake a little bit. She was glad that their friends had finally come to save them from being captured by OMEN. Beth looked around she wasn't injured like the rest of them or at least some of them were.

Bethany didn't like the idea of having to attack the men first, but they would end up shooting them all on sight once they were spotted Beth knelt down and picked up one of the fallen OMEN agent's guns. She didn't know how to use one, and she didn't feel her powers back yet at all. She just really hoped that they came back soon, it would help take the light away from the room but that wouldn't come anytime soon by the looks of it.

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Carolina watched as Guin went ahead and started to make the bomb, she certainly didn't know how to exactly make one, but she simply watched her make it. She was glad that Sara didn't use her powers, they were certainly not useful in combat as Sara took Mary's ability rather easily. Once it was made Guin handed it over to their resident crazy woman, and watched her leave the Quinjet heading towards the closest wall to the facility. Then she could hear the very loud explosion that came out from it. Carolina rolled her eyes towards Wanda and Guin a bit as they argued a bit amongst each other.

A few seconds later Damon came back dragging the injured Folly back onto the Quinjet, looking away as she could see the woman's missing limb which made her shudder a bit. Carolina wasn't really used to seeing that much gore at one time, and the woman was laughing which made things feel even more disturbing. "Well lets get things going and save everyone." Carolina said, as she started to head out of the Quinjet but remained close looking over at the others.

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Cassandra gently rested a hand on Guin's shoulder as she watched Folly heading out with the bomb, she really wished that they would stop arguing over everything. Wanda wasn't really making anything better, but she was a bit surprised when Magneto spoke up defending Guin, she wasn't sure if he was being genuine or not. But Cass didn't say anything as she stood there she watched Damon came back with Folly and quickly went to the medkit that was there and quickly went to work.

Though she did know that Folly had her healing ability, she winced a little bit as she picked up the arm while looking at Folly. "Just stay still i'll have it back on in a few." Cassandra said, as she started to take the supplies and started to do her best to reattach the limb back onto Folly, sewing the limb back into place. Looking down at her handy work Cassandra wipped away the blood off of her hands and stood up. She watched as her sister started to leave and waited just outside of the Quinjet. She quickly went over and caught up with her sister, she wanted to make sure that she wouldn't get attacked by any of the OMEN agents that would end up coming out.

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Future Carolina stared between Magneto, Wanda and Future Pietro as well as Guin, it looked like they were one crazy dysfunctional family, she heard the explosion go off once Folly delivered their bomb outside of the OMEN facility. She cracked her fingers a little bit as Damon quickly went out and dragged Folly back inside and then her sister quickly going to work and reattached Folly's arm. She looked at the others and then over towards her sister once she finished up patching up Folly.

She quickly went over towards her sister, she was concerned with her going in with all of those OMEN agents that were inside, they were certainly ckicking the hornets nest right now seeing the hole in the wall that they had made. She was still eager to get ready and fight the OMEN agents that were inside now.