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Max mentally noted Wanda’s lust for making Alex suffer, more so than what this event would have caused. No, this seemed a bit too personal for it to be what Pietro was feeling. As soon as his target stopped moving it was time for the game to begin. Max plopped off the wall he had been leaning on and began to walk about, his eyes glancing slightly left to right to inconspicuously attempt to find some place for him to hide. A quick glance let him know that no one was watching at that moment as he quickly and quietly slipped into a closet room, partially empty, but completely alone. Perfect. He made himself comfy against the back wall of the closet, eyes facing towards the door Incase anyone had dared to try and enter it. Pulling out his glasses he whispered ”merotarolpxe.” causing the glass to shimmer slightly then stop. Once he placed them on he was able to see the room that Alex was being detained in as well the three guards that were attending him.

Two of the guards were patrolling the area, looking down the hallways for possible intruders or visitors, maybe even the King himself, who knew. The third however was tricky, stationed there and looking directly at his target making a stealth mission even harder to pull off. Damn it. Well, I hope these guards like a little vacation to the Sahara Desert. “Sucal” Max held his left hand forward as he began to swirl the right, attempting to open a portal beneath each guards feet and transporting them to the Desert. Unfortunately for him the task was trickier than it appeared and ended up not working. Ok then, plan B. Max prepared himself for what could end up in a fight once again whispering ”Sucal” A portal opened up in front of him and he quickly said ”erecreoc” soft enough so that the other two wouldn’t hear him. Bindings quickly flew up from the ground, immediately wrapping the facing guards mouth to stifle any screams or words. They continued down his body, mummifying him so that he could act or pursue. Max grabbed Alex, opening a final portal to his house, and jumped through it with Alex in hand. When he exited he realised he didn’t get moved to his home however. He was standing outside some sort of Warehouse, one he’d never seen before. Alex however, appeared to know all too well where they were.

”Well this isn’t where I was expecting to take us at all. Must’ve made a wrong turn at Albuquerque. You however, you seem to know where we are. So, you have my attention, your words caught my ear, tell me where we are, why you attacked the Queen, as well as what your organizations about. Oh and before you attempt to protest or run, just remember i just saved your ass from execution, went against my ‘king’ and am risking my skin for you and those you may call allies.” As he spoke, Max walked around the man in circles, keeping his eye contact on him at all times. ”What’s more you’ve already seen a taste of what I can do, and it would be easier than blinking to capture you again. So please help me understand what the hell is going on.”

Niah bit her lip thinking. How could both Wolverine and Novikova remember both realities? That didn't work with the sliders idea, well if she was honest it didn't work at all since there was only one of them. She wondered how so many of them remembered the other world and not this one, or vice versa. Why?

"We can discuss the reality issues after we deal with Banner. If Lance," She paused and realized he wasn't there, there had been some light. Well, at least Wolverine also hadn't noticed him leave. "I was going to say if Lance can try to talk him down. If Banner sees him looking well and alive that alone might calm him down. I think if we approach with hands up he might not attack." It was more of a hope than an actual idea. The idea of facing the Hulk was terrifying. "We should secure them a bit better in case they wake-up or in Diggby's case attempt to escape."

Niah grabbed a set of handcuffs, she was tempted to cover her mouth too but decided against it. "Relax Diggby we haven't even taken off. You'll be safe here, now that Lance has wandered off to who knows where." Niah quickly pulls Diggby's hands behind her back and hooks the handcuffs around her hands. Loose enough that it shouldn't hurt her, but tight enough she wouldn't be able to slip her hands out. She frowned as she did so, there was a concern that she wasn't doing the right thing.

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"Shoot you... in the back?" Michelle reiterated quietly, perplexed. Why would she shoot her own colleagues? It was as if she'd used her powers on her already, the Cass she knew wouldn't have put it so coldly to her. It was tough for her to imagine, even if she was from a different reality, that Agent Reed wouldn't have known her own Agent Diggby that she went on adventures with for the good of Mutant-kind, did she not remember the Academy where they first met? Their travels together? Their stake-outs? Their nights off? Surely a Michelle had been there in one capacity or another.

Wolverine spoke up, interrupting Michelle's train of thought and making light of her predicament. She sat up for a better view and wondered if he had his healing factor stripped of him and was frozen to the floor the Hulk was soon going to rend asunder he might better appreciate her panic. Michelle was calm though, all she just had to remind Agent Reed that she would of course help them and she'd be free, resolving her number one problem, except that Agent Bautista had other ideas. Michelle protested at first, but gave up shortly there after as without her legs free she couldn't escape. Without her arms to support her weight against her coiled legs, she laid twisted on one shoulder, cheek pressed to the cold cabin floor, staring at the cockpit siding. Fuck.

"Seems like your team doesn't want my help, Cass. Thanks for helping me with the Auto-pilot." Michelle stated morosely.

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Carolina followed Flynn and October into the infirmary type room that they had a set up in there, watching as she gently rubbed Annie's back and smiled towards her friend and wife. She moved over towards the other end of the room while October went to tend to Queen Miranda, watching her wife get to look on the queen. Carolina wanted to help as much as she could but it really wasn't her profession as she looked over towards her friend. "Want me to get you anything to eat or drink?" She asked her friend, until her wife finished up doing her best with patching up Queen Miranda.

"I could try and communicate with her, spiritually anyway that is." Carolina said, looking over towards Flynn it was his call after all anyway, and she didn't want to hurt the queen right now while she is in a coma by the looks of it. "I can just possess her and try to wake her up that way."

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Cassandra listened to Tinley as she spoke looking at her, she didn't know much about the Hulk at least when it came to weaknesses, but it was a suggestion non the less. She watched as Niah went to handcuff Michelle which made her feel bad, she really did not know the agent was in this reality or in the real world. "Okay handcuffing was a bit over the top." Cass said looking over at her for a moment, she figured that they would need as many hands on deck. But she seemed to be willing to help out, as she walked over towards Michelle and then knelt down punching the ice easily off of Michelle's feet.

"The cuffs stay on for now though." Cassandra said, she then looked over and noticed that Lance had gone, and sighed a bit and shook her head slightly. She then started to think of an idea as she eyed the body of James and Mystique there, as she jumped a bit noticing the large dent in the wall of the quinjet. "Okay suggestion, we use their bodies to try and trick the Hulk that we dealt with the people who hurt Lance. Maybe seeing that they are unconscious we can try and reason with him?" Cassandra suggested as she started to make her way off of the quinjet as well.

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Maria turned her attention towards Novikova and smiled slightly as she returned the kiss, though she really wasn't sure what to think about the whole reality suggestion. "I can use power absorbption on you to see the reality if you are okay with that later?" Maria asked Novi looking towards her for a moment. As she noticed Lance disappear from the Quinjet which started to make her alert that maybe the kid had just ran and left them to deal with his raging green father. She listened to Cass' suggestion on using the unconscious bodies of their teammates as a way to try and calm down the Hulk.

Maria looked at Novikova for a moment and then the others, she wasn't sure what else she could do that would be able to calm down the hulk either as she ran a hand through her hair and sighed. "The idea works well enough for me I think." Maria said, as she started to make her way off of the quinjet and quickly removed her bow and quiver of arrows laying them down on the ground while looking up at the Hulk as well.

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The next blasts from the cards knocked her backward. She hissed in pain, burns forming from the cards and bruises from landing on her back. The pain quickly knocked down the last of the dam which was holding back that odd feeling of survival that had threatened to take hold. At this point, Bobbi 'blacked out.' She was awake, she was mobile, but her mind was not committing things to memory. It was busy instead of keeping her alive.

She stood, using her hammer to help pull her into a standing position. Her green eyes locked onto Gambit but did not seem to see him at all. Bobbi lifted the hammer and ran at him. She did not hold back her strength nor did she try to avoid using the head of the hammer. She aimed for vital points, joints, and his head. Nothing was beyond her endless, messy onslaught. Rather than the training, she had received, she was using brute force and survival tactics learned in another world. Another life. She did not even hear Casper as he called about one of their colleagues bleeding out. All she heard were the jeers and screams of a crowd that did not exist.

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Oh ho. So someone at least could hear him. James chuckled at it, watching the rest of the team scramble for ideas as the Hulk put one dent after another in the Jet. He hummed as he did, drawing great satisfaction as Bautista suggested using him and Mystique as bargaining tools. What an outstanding move. He clapped his ghostly hands together. Using your teammates as fodder. At least someone had a few brain cells left!

James swam around the whole Diggby pity party with a shrug and left, swimming down to find Runa. She was his only connection to the rest of the world so she could only blame herself for this. He settled next to her and watched the Hulk.

“I see why the higher ups want him to finish his research.” James said absently. “Did you know they want to use my body and the unconscious Agent Darkholme as bargaining chips? Two helpless victims forced into the hands of a big green ape. Great plan honestly, you should absolutely support it because I would, but it doesn’t look so great on paper.” James commented.

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Antoinette managed to find a spot and sat down. She wasn’t of much use, other than an extra pair of hands should October require it. Things seemed to be going well though and Antoinette was just continue to sit with her other friend and watch the progress. Antoinette’s eyes drifted over to Prince Flynn and she picked out minor similarities in his face to that of his sister’s Wanda. She bit her bottom lip and looked away. Hopefully they caught the miscreants who attempted to assassinate the Queen.
Carolina’s voice drifted into Antoinette’s head and she looked at her friend, startled a moment as Antoinette had seemed to drift off there a moment, lost in her thoughts. Carolina offered to fetch something to eat or drink for her but Antoinette wasn’t so sure she was that hungry, or could even eat for that matter. She shook her head, about to reply when October spoke up with some potentially distressing news. The Queen was stable, which by all accounts was amazing but she also wasn’t “here”. Wherever she was those, the way October made it sound, was not a good thing at all.
”I think we should try talking to her, reaching her wherever she is and bring her back,” Antoinette agreed with her friend. Whatever they could do to bring the Queen back, they had to at least try. She looked to Prince Flynn to see what his decision would be. While the King was preoccupied, he was more or less in charge of his mother’s well-being it seemed.

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Allison allowed some of Guin's thoughts pass before given the fact she was unaware of what the truth was, but even with proof she still had a hard time. "Are you kidding me? Your family here isn't real! All of this, Guin? IS. NOT. REAL! I didn't live for 19 years in the other reality only to come here and be told it was all a lie. This reality is wrong and it is wrong for many reasons, the least of which is how you are acting. I swear, if you could only remember how you were back in the true reality, you'd slap yourself in the face."

Allison had enough. Guin or not, she would get to the bottom of things. "I'm going to head back to the party since that is where I saw them last. You are free to come with me if you want to. I imagine you'll want to check on your prince and his family. Either way, I am figuring this out and getting us back to our reality and not this incredibly fucked up version of it. Even mutants in our time were treated better than this."

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Tinley massaged her head, feeling a headache coming on. "Instead of talking in circles, how about we actually try doing something huh? Some of you lot know about whatever world this is. I don't. So take the reigns and figure it out. I'll back up whatever plan of action you want to do, but I highly doubt violence is going to work."

She checked around her to see Lance had disappeared. "Crap, we need him. Did he walk out? Tinley checked, blatantly ignoring the woman who was unfrozen and cuffed. Her voice grating on her nerves. She was lucky her mouth wasn't frozen shut. They had precious little time and Lance was an important tool for them to handle Hulk.

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Ana was blown back. She wiped the blood way and chuckled now. Growing into a full-blown laugh. "Brilliant! I was worried this was going to be boring. But it seems someone forgot about my power as well." She used her morality powers to enter into Rogue's subconscious. At first, the woman's resistance was powerful, blocking her out. But she managed to enter with some force.

Inside, she shifted the moral compass of the woman. Now, to her, fighting was bad. A big no-no for her. Even training like this was terrible. It just wouldn't do. Ana would release her after she won the fight.

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"...If you could, I need to go talk to my father and let him know what has happened and what you are going to attempt, so that at least somewhat he is prepared in case you are unable to wake her up," Flynn said, looking over at the others as he backed away somewhat. It was true, he did need to alert his father to what is going on.

"Well, fortunately rousing people from comas is easier with mutations. Previously, you simply just tried to find the right drug to wake them up.... but now, I believe if you can find someone with telepathy they should be able to wake the Queen," October said with a smile. "Of course, I also believe my wife could astrally project and wake her, perhaps guided with dear Annie's intuition."

"Just see what you can do, I'll be back," he responded, before leaving the room.

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"How about you both settle down!" Howard snapped at both of them, looking between the two. "Now, Guin, you have a fair point, who is to say what reality is which, or which one is the original. However, none of that matters now! What does matter is that it is clear that someone messed with reality, and if they did it once, they can do it again rather easily. So no matter which way you choose, the one responsible for all of this needs to be stopped, so that they don't mess with reality any more than before! If you saw people you recognized as good people, those are ones you can trust, unless they are close to the royal family really, as Guin does not want to tell Pietro since he might tell Wanda, even though he can potentially be trusted his twin not so much. So go back to the palace and find your friends."

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Alex looked over at Max, "Why would you break me out just to answer a few questions? As for what I said, it's the truth, and honestly you probably shouldn't have broken me out at all, especially if you plan to be lying about anything to the royal family, since let me tell you, they know when you are lying. The Queen was the only one of the family with powers that weren't exactly violent. She can create holographic projections and can see into the past, honestly she probably can know more about you then you yourself do. Still though, not sure you would want to be where you are currently standing, people like you aren't exactly welcome around here," he said, and he was looking at someone behind Max. Suddenly, Max would feel and be able to see out of the corner of his eye a sword blade pressed up against his neck, and he would be able to see that it had a slightly black aura of power around it.

"Don't move, otherwise I'll slice your throat open," a female voice said, right behind Max now.

Alex hesitated for a moment, almost as if he wasn't going to do anything, before he let out a sigh, "Klara, calm down alright, he's fine, he's the one who kind of broke me out of the palace dungeons..."

"You know perfectly well what people like him can do Alex."

"I know that, but just put the sword down, and you're one to talk, you technically have powers too..."

"My "powers" stem from magic and you know it," she snapped back, lowering her sword finally. If Max turned to look at her, he'd see a young girl who looked about as old as Max was, maybe even a bit younger, wearing a hoodie, jeans and what looked like combat boots, but she had a sword sheath across her back as she twirled her sword around and sheathed it again. "You have maybe five minutes to explain yourself otherwise you'll be dead before you can use your powers."

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"No offense Casper, but you are certainly not the first person I would choose to haunt... Not to mention I am not dead yet! I also have a name you know, so don't just call me Ginger! Especially considering saying that could mean generally either me or my psychopathic serial killer sister who might I remind you tried to kill you at one point."

"Damn it.... Where the hell is my sister?!?!?! Où est ma sœur?!" Gambit asked instantly, he stopped what he was doing and wasn't fighting against Bobbi at all. Rogue seemed a bit dazed by Ana's powers, however she shook her head and the cloud of confusion disappeared.

"Guessing you mean the one who got hurt, she's in the next room over. Think I managed to bandage her injuries correctly..." Jack commented, coming into the doorway now. Gambit shoved Jack out of his way, breaking off at a run towards where Marygold was. After telling him that, Jack went back to the other room, this time going to go check on Lexi. When he entered the room he saw that Lexi had fallen asleep where she had been sitting, and he chuckled slightly at that.

Rogue looked over at Casper, figuring that there had to be some explanation for what happened, otherwise Chrysi probably would have killed them all years ago. "Alright, spill, what happened?"

"Don't try lying to Rogue Casper, honestly she can smell a liar a mile away if you ask me."

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Lance got outside of the jet, having been ahead of everyone else (and invisible) and he stopped suddenly when he saw the Hulk. That was definitely not what he had expected to see. It wasn't like he'd ever encountered the Hulk before, but, there was something familiar about the Hulk, almost like he was used to being around him, but he had no idea why it was like that. He turned visible again, ignoring Runa really about not going up to him. "...Dad?"

Wolverine rolled his eyes slightly at the group, at the moment he felt like he was surrounded by idiots considering the people he was around, "For reference in case anyone else who remembers reality doesn't know who Diggby is, she's with the X-Men currently, and tends to pick fights there too from what I know," he said with a slight shrug before walking off the plane as well.

The Hulk let out a gigantic roar, slamming his fists into the ground in anger. The green beast's eyes darted around, taking in everything suspiciously and he started to charge, about to punch Maria when he suddenly stopped. By some stroke of luck, the plan to just lower their arms worked. The Hulk started to stumble backwards, the green color of his skin fading away as within moments, a puny scientist that was clothed only in a pair of pants left in a heap on the ground in the Australian sun. "....Hey buddy... I guess you have questions?" he asked, his voice sounding parched.

"Oh, I guess you can say that..." Lance commented, nodding his head slightly at that. He personally wasn't too sure about whether or not he could actually trust the people that were supposedly "helping" them or saying that they were on their side.

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Guin's eyes narrowed as Allison told her that her family wasn't real. Ironically, just as Allison suggested that Guin would want to smack herself, she really wanted to punch Allison in the face. She loved her family - her grandparents, they were real. Her parents, they were real. Nothing Allison had told her or any of the facts suggested that that wasn't the case. The only thing she could think of that Allison could have meant by that was that her family was dead in the real world - and that would be why they weren't real. But hell, Dumbledore had said just because it's happening in your head doesn't mean it's not real and she was certain that applied here. Real was an arbitrary term.

She fought the momentary urge to flip one of the tables in the lab over out of frustration.

Her grandfather was right - no matter what, they needed to catch the person responsible for all of this. It was too much power for one individual to have, to be able to reshape reality. As for the treatment of humans in this world - Guin knew that it was bad, but there also would be a regime change coming sooner rather than later. King Erik was rather old and Flynn would be taking over. He was very directionless and easy to influence, meaning that Guin could nudge him in the right direction, make this reality perfect even if it wasn't the real one... "I'll work with you on figuring out who did this - but I'm not going to play god and dictate how a world should be. That's too much power for one person, even if you are one of the good guys. It should be a group decision."

She then left the lab, heading back up to the main floor of the tower and she grabbed a pair of shoes, slipping them back on. Guin quickly conversed with her bodyguards, telling them that she and Allison were going to be returning to the Palace at once.

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There was no reaction from Bobbi or Anastasia about Casper's news that Marygold had been almost killed - and he wasn't sure what to think about that. Was this sort of thing normal for them or were these two girls just sociopaths who didn't care? "Psst, Ben, on a scale of one to ten, how indifferent would you rank these people?" Casper whispered to his ghost friend, trying his best to be discrete but failing at it.

"...Five," Ben answered after a slight pause.

"Ginger, your name is Ginger," Casper said, before waving his hand slightly at the coma spirit. Thankfully Jack was handling Gambit, since Casper was more or less focused on the other people in the area. Ben and Marygold were both being talkative, which unfortunately was the case with ghosts - they never tended to shut up! - and then Anastasia and Bobbi just seemed heartless to him. Unfortunately, though, that meant that Casper was the one available to talk to Rogue (yay!)

"Tell the truth," Ben agreed, chiming in on Mary's comments.

Casper nodded slightly, thinking of how best to put this. "Well, Crazy Ginger is a serial killer and insane, and she told me that the crown you guys are after is actually an Infinity Stone, which would destroy the universe if it falls into the wrong hands... And no offense, these people here seem to be the definition of the wrong hands to me. And she got mad at my brother, which I get, women tend to get upset with him - and I got mad at her for being mad at my baby brother, since duh, he's my little brother and it's my job to protect him! Anyways then Crazy Ginger Number Two came and tried to protect us, and then Ben somehow came to life and fought too, but Crazy Ginger managed to hurt her twin and seems to have put her in a coma since I can see her ghost..."

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Dominika raised a slight eyebrow. Niah never struck her as the type to be tying up and securing prisoners, since from what she knew, Niah preferred to work behind the scenes and stick with the science. At the very least, Niah seemed to be working with them like Maria - that was good and it felt normal, like they had gotten the majority of the team back together. She threw a glance back, having been able to hear the conversation from the bottom of the ramp. "Actually, it isn't Cass' team - it's Tinley's," she informed her, before walking out completely.

She then nodded at Maria. "...Just don't look at me after you absorb it," she told her softly. She didn't want to know what her life looked like across the multiverse - she didn't want her girlfriend seeing a trend of evil, if that was what Novikova was destined for. It might have been a bit selfish, since she never hesitated to look at other people and use her power in order to get information, but Novikova didn't need the question of her moral character to be answered like that. The next few minutes went by with a blur and as the Hulk tried to strike at Maria, Novikova took a slight breath, only releasing it once the beast stood down and shifted back.

"Dr. Banner... We need your help," Novikova told him plainly.

Runa meanwhile had heard the word X-Men drift off of the plane. She knew that they were a group dedicated to stopping mutant terrorists on Midgard, but not much more beyond that. Unlike the Avengers, they weren't really a high profile enough group for Thor to tell stories about on Asgard. He was where they got most of their information on Midgardian warriors from, as most Asgardians dismissed Midgardians as nothing more than petty flies.

"You're more irritating than my brother..." Runa muttered at James, thoroughly annoyed with his astral presence. She shoved his spirit backwards and James would wake up in his body a moment later.

She stared for a second at Dr. Banner and Lance, but her heart was heavy. The young sorceress then turned and quickly walked back into the Banner residence, heading for Lance's room. She was still wearing her pajamas from earlier and she started to search the room for her sling ring, finding it quickly underneath the bed. It must have fallen there or something. Runa then quickly changed her clothes and she slid the sling ring onto her finger, taking a slight breath. As much as she loved Lance, she knew that this wasn't her world. It was Asgard's duty to protect the Nine Realms - evidently, they had failed.

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She can see into the past? That might explain why she was able to see the other me, no, the real me. But then how does that explain how I was able to see it when she touched me? Can she transfer her visions onto other people? Max thought to himself as Alex began to talk. He may not have answered much, but he did give him some information that he didn’t previously had. ”And where exactly am I-“ suddenly there was the press of a blade against his neck, dark aura resonating from it as Max stared from his peripheral, not daring to move. His hands slowly raised up, palms facing Alex, much in the manner one would do when surrendering to an official. Her powers stem from magic? Like, x-gene magic such as his? Or was there some sort of sorcerers academy that he could enroll into? So many thoughts began to race through his mind until he suddenly heard that he had 5 minutes to explain himself.

Five minutes? FIVE MINUTES?! How was anyone to do such a thing under these circumstances? Ok. Breathe. Think. Max turned around slowly, hands still in the air as he faced the young woman. His eyes danced around the area, searching for any other hidden figures that may want to spring up and attack him if he misplaced a hair. Coast was clear and now was his time to shine...he hoped. He spoke in rapid succession, barely having any time to breathe as he attempted to make the most of his time. ”Ok. First of all, magic, really cool, kinda like my powers. Secondly as to why I brought you here for simple questions...well...I don’t always think things through and end up in situations like this. Thirdly, explaining myself...whoa that’s gonna be hard to do. So, Realties, this is an alternate one, a fabricated universe that I, or we, have all been flung into for some reason or another. Where I come from Alex Jakobsen is the newly elected president who believes in mutant rights and advocates for them. Oh, right, also mutants are treated very poorly, I was homeless at 18, lived in the sewers for a while, and was constantly being chased by non humans who wanted me dead just because I was born this way. That is the main reason why i saved you, because you don’t deserve this, you are a great man where I come from and you don’t deserve to die by a villain such as Magneto. Oh right, Magneto is also a major villain where I am from. X-men’s biggest foe I’d say. Although I’m some how stronger in this reality...I feel its only right that I turn it back to what it used to be, but i have no idea how, only that others out there also know of the split realities and maybe they can help. Please don’t kill me”

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"Alright then, hopefully it wont take to long then." Carolina said, as she hugged Annie for a moment, and then walked over towards October and gave her wife a loving kiss and smiled towards her. Now that she had the greenlight to do it, she looked around before finding a bed as she moved over and laid down on it. She had always enjoyed using her powers whenever she could moving around freely to see what others were doing without being seen. Carolina then closed her eyes and quickly drifted off, until she was out of her own body looking around the room, before floating over towards Queen Miranda.

As she looked around, Carolina quickly spotted Miranda there and sighed softly hopefully she would be able to try and help her wake up slowly as she moved towards her spirit. "Hello, Queen Miranda, can you hear me?" Carolina asked, as she bit her bottom lip for a moment. "You, are in a coma right now, but we managed to stop the bleeding. You just need to wake up."

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As soon as Cassandra stepped off of the ramp of the Quinjet she looked up seeing The Hulk there, remembering seeing him hulking out in the main reality. He slammed his fists into the ground, and was just about to charge directly towards Maria seeing that she had dropped her bow he stopped short and stumbled backwards. She closed her eyes and sighed as she started to relax now, as the Hulk started to calm down at least they wouldn't have to fight him now. Unless someone ended up becoming trigger happy here and triggered the Hulk again, she looked over towards Novikova when she spoke.

"We want to also apologize, the actions of some of these agents here we didn't want to harm Lance in anyway." Cass said, looking at the two other agents who were still unconscious. She then turned towards Dr. Banner, as she started to wonder if he had any clue or memory of what was going on as well. "Do you by any chance have any lapse in memory, or remembering a different reality?" She asked.

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Maria looked directly at the Hulk, having his sights on her now as she quickly closed her eyes and braced for the incoming punch, only for it to never come. She slowly opened her eyes as she watched the Hulk stumbling backwards and transformed back to Dr. Banner, Maria started to relax now as she calmed down. She didn't go down to picking up her bow just yet, Maria didn't want to actually end up getting punched by The Hulk right now either.

[color=lightgreen["Thank you for not punching me and breaking every bone in my body."[/color] Maria said, as she turned her attention towards Novikova and nodded slightly, though she had just taken Lance's power she didn't want to absorb another power right now either. "I wont, and i'll do it when we aren't surrounded by the others." Maria said towards her girlfriend, she of course wouldn't look at her if she couldn't help it either as well.

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Michelle wouldn't have liked what Wolverine was insinuating by "picks fights too" if it weren't for her focus on the crushing revelation that if people that only remember the "real reality" needed to told who she was, or is, or used to be... Anyway, the jist was some of her collegues had no recollection of their time together because other Michelle wasn't part of the Red Guard, she was with the X-men. It was hard to process, but it explained somethings (maybe?) and it gave her a lot to think about on her journey back into a chair.

Dominika's remark was equally confusing on many levels that were perhaps well explained by their being a real reality she knew nothing of, but did nothing to elucidate it for her. It was almost an accusation, as if she believed she'd chosen Cass over Tinley for team leader, which she also didn't understand at all, for any reason other than they were the ones having the conversation. If Michelle wasn't a Red Guard then Tinley could have been completely different to the one she knew.

Did this mean she was buying it, this whole extra reality thing?

People were heading outside to confront the Hulk, which may or may not have been working, all she knew was the thumping on the jet stopped. Michelle wanted to know exactly what was going on outside because it sounded an awful lot more like talking than fighting, but she was Bautista's prisoner now and had doubts she'd just let her walk off to find out.

"Niah, do you remember me?"

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James’s incorporeal lip twitched as he got his way. Sure, resorting to sophomoric methods wasn’t a particularly proud moment but the job got done. Either way, being separated from his body wasn't an experience he ever wanted to repeat.

James blinked his eyes open a few moments later, stretching with what limited capacity he had since he was still apparently stuck in Clarke's ice. Slouching like that, even for a just a little bit, was killer on the spine. James glanced around, noting what people were up to and decided for now it was probably best to wait and see how things played. He was surrounded by enemies at this point. He’d have to wait for the right moment to slip away. And he fully intended to do so.

He had a favor to return now.

Niah's stomach twisted frustrated. Who was she supposed to trust? She had opinions on some of the people in her unit, but it was hard to go by that. What was the X-men anyway? Resisting the urge to throw her hands up in the air and scream. Wolverine had walked off the ship before she could ask. It felt like she was drowning.

She looked at Diggby. "I remember only this world. I'm sorry." She pursed her lips. "I don't know what to do." She said after a few seconds of silent frowning at Diggby. "I can uncuff you, just no guns. Then she looked at Kingston, "And maybe keep an eye on him?"

Her shoulder's relaxed a bit as Hulk became Dr. Banner. "Let's stay on the ship though. I don't want to mess up whatever negotiations they are doing. I don't want the Hulk back. She said quietly, taking a couple of steps forward to get a glimpse without leaving the jet. Then glanced back at Diggby seeing what she had to say about it.

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Gambit became distracted by Casper's entrance and Bobbi made an attempt to swing the hammer at his head. It was caught though and a sharp punch was delivered straight to her own noggin. Dropping the hammer, she stumbled back a couple of paces as she held her head. She turned bright green eyes on her new attacker, Rogue. She made a strange snarling noise as she launched herself at Rogue who promptly put her into a half-nelson. Bobbi struggled and growled and after a few beats started to calm down.

As she came back to herself and with her body relaxing, Rogue let her go. Bobbi rubbed her face and looked around confusedly. "I... that was... I'm so sorry," she said softly. With a proper amount of sheepishness, she went to retrieve her hammer. Once it was in her hands she turned to the others and felt something, besides her moment of insanity, was very off. Her brows furrowed as she asked, "What's going on?"

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Allison prepared to counter before she was interrupted by Grandpa Stark. And he had a point. This was not the time for it. Even though she knew this was not the Guin she cared about. The Guin she knew would slap this one crazy. Who was playing God here? Them or whoever sent them here? They sent them here for a reason and it was up to them to figure out who and why and fix it? If this Guin wanted to keep this reality the same, that was on her but Allison would fight tooth and nail to prevent that.

"There is no decision to be made. This reality is not right. My scans prove that. So there is no God morality choice. We fix this together with everyone." She followed outside and got into the car that took them there. She would not apologize for her views. The only thing she was sorry about was that Guin had to be feeling all sorts of whacked out, which might explain why she held on to this notion.

Hopefully, they were still at the party. And perhaps the attack could yield more information.

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Tinley followed them outside in time to see the Hulk show up, finally. In any event, Lance was there and things didn't spiral out of control. Now, they had some semblance of a team and could work together to figure things out. She didn't want to overload the man with information, as the others bombarded with questions and comments, but she was still a leader in her own mind.

"Dr. Banner? We're sorry to have to meet under these circumstances, but we need help. We have reason to believe that this world, whatever it is, is not real. We are unclear if it is an alternate reality or a change in time or what have you, but most here remember a different world. We need to figure out why we were all brought here and by who. We could use your help, but we'd understand if you wish to have some time with Lance."

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Ana merely shrugged. She was told to not hold back. If the woman was pissed off, it was her own doing. But it seemed training had stopped so she met with the others before the drug addict continued to attack. Fought off by Rogue, she seemed to collect herself. "You went batshit. Was kind of funny. Wish I took it on video."

As Casper spoke, she became intrigued. This infinity stone, whatever that meant, sounded much more interesting than a simple crown. "So infinty stone or crown or whatever, we are still stealing it, oui? If anything, whatever this infinity stone is sounds a lot more interesting. I don't really care about this ghost nonsense or what have you. The prize hasn't changed, surely."

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Antoinette hugged her friend back fiercely, feeling a complete comfort and state of peace from that gentle touch. She moved away though and the Prince’s voice drifted over to Antoinette. She blinked her eyes peaceably as he explained needing to go find his father. Apparently the King’s approval was still a necessary thing. Still, they had a rough go ahead and Antoinette turned to look at Carolina as Prince Flynn left. Her friend found a place to lie down and Antoinette watched as her friend grew a bit slack, starting her journey.
Antoinette shifted, pulling at the fabric of her dress and looked about the room. She wasn’t entirely confident she would be able to help as October suggested. She didn’t mess about with her power much as there had never been much need to. Up until today, she had felt safe and secure. Antoinette looked between the Queen and her friend, trying to determine who she should focus on. She wiggled her nose, a common thing she did while painting, trying to determine how she could help.

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"Oh, hello there..." Miranda said softly, looking at Carolina from where she was. Images were starting to flash around the two of them, but Carolina would find something a bit odd about the images. They were showing bits of history, but none of the images being shown seemed to make any sense, at least not as far as she knew. There was what looked to be an explosion of sorts at a building, and Carolina would be able to see the goddess of death Hel among the building rubble, as well as Alex being one of the only ones still left alive at what effectively was ground zero. Another image flashed of someone who looked like a younger version of Miranda at a convention of sorts, talking to and meeting Tony Stark. The images Carolina could easily tell did not line up with what she knew about history and everything. "Interesting isn't it? Being able to see images of the past flashing through your mind all at once? You get used to it after a while... Do not worry about me though... This is not the first time I've ended up trapped in my own head... You get used to it, and after a while it becomes almost peaceful..."

Back with Annie, Flynn came back into the room and looked over at her. "They caught the one responsible for the attack, so that's something... Apparently there were two of them, but one got away rather quickly... Everyone is on high alert here now, to ensure that the resistance group doesn't try to attack again or anything..." he said, giving Annie a slight smile.

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"Good luck both of you, I'll see what I can find out from here and let you know what I find out," Howard said with a wave as the two of them left the building. Guin's guards led them to the car and took off driving them back to the palace. They would reach the palace fairly quickly, and everything was still relatively chaotic on the main floor. Since the entire attack from the Human Resistance, everything was pretty locked up tight, however the pair wouldn't have too much trouble being able to get back inside of the building.

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Klara was still glaring at Max, listening to his words, and she instantly drew her sword out again, pointing it at him. "That isn't a very good reason scumbag, how do you expect me to believe that nonsense!" she snapped at him.

Hawkeye walked out into the open, coming from the compound. "That's enough, Klara. We're better than this."

"It's people like him that make the world the way it is! How can you defend him?"

"Because not every mutant is a villain, kid."

"Whatever!" she snapped, sheathing her sword again and storming off now.

Hawkeye sighed slightly, before looking at them. "No word yet on whether or not Cornish made it out. Why don't you two come inside? You both could use a goddamn drink."

Alex nodded his head, "Fairly certain she got out, it'll just be a bit longer until she gets here..." he said, before turning to look at Max. "You'll have to excuse Klara a bit, she hasn't been the same since her father, Donald Blake, died a few years back," he said to him, before leading the way inside. Max will know the name Donald Blake from his memories of the current reality. He had been a member of the Human Resistance group who ended up getting killed during a stand off with some of Magneto's men. He also will know what Blake had looked like, and will realize that he bore a very very strong resemblance to the Asgardian Thor in the real world.

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"What are you blabbing on about?" Rogue said, not really able to follow too much of what Casper was saying. "As for an infinity stone, Remy's got the final say on it, so he gets to choose what we do, but fairly certain he might choose to kill someone right now," she continued, before heading off into the other room.

Gambit had gone over to where Mary was, checking her pulse to see if she still had one, and he let out a slight sigh of relief when he felt one. "Ça va, mon amie?" he asked her softly.

"Remy, not sure we can do anything..."

"...He does realize I can't respond to him right?" Mary's ghost said, looking over at Casper still and having heard what Gambit had said.

"Quoi? Ce n'est pas grave, chère! Elle va bien, je suis certain."

"You don't know that, I'm sure she'll be fine or something, but we can't do anything at all at the moment..."

"Rogue, ma colombe, est-ce que tu peux téléphoner pour une ambulance?" Gambit then asked, his eye twitching slightly. She nodded her head, before she went off to call an ambulance.

Back where the others mainly were, Chrysi entered the training room through a different door, leaning up against the wall, twirling the knife in her hand and acting as if nothing had happened. "Um... I feel like we should be concerned that she is back in the room..." Mary muttered.

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"....Another world?" Banner asked quietly, rubbing his hair slightly. "That's... that's a bit outside of my area of expertise." He sighed slightly, glancing at Lance and then back at his house. His cover had been blown. The Red Guard would just send more people after him. "I'll help, provided you report back to your bosses that we died in the fighting and our remains couldn't be recovered."

He then turned his attention more of towards Cass, in order to answer her question, "I don't - beyond when I shift, of course... I don't always know what the Hulk does."

"I'm still really confused about this entire situation..." Lance mumbled, still not entirely convinced about the whole other reality sort of thing that people were going on about at all. Not to mention why his father had just shifted back from a giant green monster or something.

"....I know buddy, I know."

"Like really confused..."

"Look, I get it, all of this probably doesn't make any sort of sense, but everything will eventually. Once the world isn't screwed up like it is right now. We fix it or find out who messed with things, then everything will make sense." Wolverine spoke up, looking over at the group. It was essentially Tinley's call as far as he was concerned about what they did now, but hopefully that involved figuring out what the hell happened.

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Guin let out a bit of a huffy breath. She didn't want to let Allison have the last word in the argument but this was going nowhere. Allison wasn't going to admit that there was a chance that she wasn't completely in the right. Guin didn't need superhuman intelligence in order to figure that one out. Once they had found the others, they could figure out who had done this, stop them from doing it again, and then take a vote as to whether or not to restore the world to how it had been before. And while Allison was so certain that there was no decision to be made, that she was in the right, Guin was equally confident that the others would at least be conflicted. Besides, if they had a chance to change the world, why change it back to that horrible one? Why not try to improve upon this one, to finally get it right?

The drive back to the Palace was relatively quick and thankfully, they didn't have problems getting inside. It helped that Guin more or less lived there, spending most of her evenings in the Palace rather than her room back at Stark Tower. "Give me a moment, I'm locating them," she told Allison, before using her telepathy to search the Palace for Carolina and Annie. "They're in the infirmary," she said after a moment, before heading that way. Entering the room, she saw Queen Miranda on the bed, with Annie, Carolina, and Prince Flynn being there as well. She didn't know at first if her future brother-in-law could be trusted with this information, yet after a moment's thought, she felt that she could trust him. He was always the nicest of Magneto's children.

"We have a situation - one that needs to stay between us five."

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"Okay, so either she's crazy or has the attention span of... well, you," Ben commented, glancing at Bobbi as she came out of the near trance state she had been in. Casper flipped the bird at him, a bit annoyed with his ghostly friend's comparison of him. "I know you think I have ADHD, Bennie, but I don't. Dad had me tested!" he complained.

"By himself, you mean. Your clearly not slightly deranged father tested you... Oh, that just fills me with confidence over the results."

Casper did slightly wish that Anastasia had taken Bobbi's actions on video. It would have been something amusing to replay, but there were still a lot of problems and all to sort out. His brother hadn't come back yet from checking on the kidnapping victim - though Casper guessed that in this weird world he found himself in, maybe Jack really did have a child? He didn't like what Anastasia said next very much though. He couldn't imagine what would happen if someone like her got her hands on an Infinity Stone. "No offense, but I'm pretty sure the last thing the world needs is for you to get an Infinity Stone, Captain Psychopath!" he snapped at Anastasia. "Can we have a mutiny? I'd like to file for a mutiny if Gambit decides to be dumb."

"Um, it's not like getting a divorce - you can't just file for a mutiny..." Ben commented.

"Fine, then I DECLARE a mutiny, is that better?"

"... I guess?" Ben shrugged. "Hold up, psycho is back!"

Casper's head then swiveled almost comically as he spotted Chrysi leaning up against the wall with the knife. He gulped slightly, not really wanting to be her second victim of the day - and he imagined she wouldn't miss this time and just put him into a coma. Ginger's ghost was more or less background noise for him at the moment, since he had been busy arguing with Ben about things and trying to convince these people to not go after an Infinity Stone. "Hey so um... MURDERER OVER THERE!" he shouted, pointing at Chrysi and hoping one of the badass women in the room would deal with her.

"Attempted murderer, she isn't dead yet," Ben corrected.

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Runa had yet to return to the others outside of the Banner home, taking a moment to think. She started by focusing on memories of this world, before something came to her. She had a cousin that had connections to the Human Resistance here. Focusing on that more, she realized it was her cousin Klara from the real world. She had grown up with her like sisters, with Klara always taking care of her and helping her get back up after falling down. Maybe she would know what to do.

With her sling ring on her fingers, Runa tried to imagine the Human Resistance headquarters where Klara was, tracing a circle in front of her as she concentrated. There were sparks in front of her and eventually, a slight window of sorts appeared, allowing her to see Klara. She looked different than she was used to seeing her - sadder. It broke Runa's heart to know that while her pain had been taken away, Klara gained it. More information drifted through her mind - the death of her cousin's father. "Klara, I need your help... We were attacked by the Red Guard... I don't know what to do..."

Meanwhile, Novikova was a bit annoyed that Abercrombie said it could have been a change in the timeline or another universe - she was positive that someone had just altered reality. They weren't in another reality of the multiverse. This was their main reality. It was the only thing that made sense as to why she remembered both. However, she couldn't fault an Operations agent for not being the most up to date and clear minded on the intricacies of quantum physics. Everything that had happened because of the Quantum Realm was child's play compared to this mess.

It was Abercrombie's call when it came to the deal with Banner. However, Novikova's thoughts had now moved to the prisoners they had more or less on the ship. "We need to ditch the prisoners somewhere. The longer they're with us, the more of a liability they are," Novikova recommended. "The Red Guard is ruthless... They aren't going to just turn a blind eye to us throwing a mutiny and taking them out. Either we kill them or we ditch them and run." Mystique and James were bad people - she didn't know about Sapphire and Diggby, but she figured odds were, they'd deserve it if they died.