Embraced by her girlfriends, her fears spoken aloud and dealt with by Sabine, Leah's strong arms wrapped around her, and under the influence of her sister's calming aura, the chaos spasming in April's mind subsided, at least for a little while. The water fell flat on the ground of the room, no longer thrashing violently. She slumped over like a puppet without strings, thoroughly exhausted, the mental toll exacting a physical consequence. April didn't lift her head, instead just resting her face against Leah's chest, not even minding the sand paper feel of Leah's coarse curls.
"Well, this is touching, but we have people bleeding out," Percy hissed, emphasizing the urgency. One of the Mary Sue's had been stabbed, as had Mads and others. April's panic attack had completely destroyed the room around them, an added injury after the fight with Arcade that they had barely managed to survive. The psycho wasn't even hurt, having been relatively unscathed after April's onslaught. As much as Sabine had just argued that April wasn't her family, Percy found himself disagreeing.
She had as much control as the Scarlet Witch.
At seeing his mother, Maria, rush into the room though, Percy's knees briefly went weak. For a split second, he felt very much the young kid that he still was, having survived a dangerous situation only to then be faced with his mother. Part of him wanted to slump over and sob, to cling to her suit. But he pushed that down, instead straightening his back, as he saw his mother's coworkers quickly join them - Hawkeye, She-Hulk, Shang Chi, and Ant-Man.
"You're late." Hawkeye raised a gray eyebrow, the scars on his face shifting. "Nice to see you too, punk." He then paused, glancing at April - and then at Arcade. "That him?"
Percy nodded.
"Great," She-Hulk said, before formally arresting Arcade, reading off a version of the Miranda Rights used particularly for supervillains - and then Shang Chi cuffed him, the cuffs designed to dampen powers, glowing a sinister red.
The Scarlet Witch and Captain Marvel then alighted in the room, having finished their sweep from outside. "All clear," Carol said. "Everything's secure."
Wanda nodded in agreement, before seeing the various injuries around the room, and she frowned. Her eyes flashed red as she whispered an incantation, a spell that had been taught to her by her tutor, Agatha Harkness, and the wounds slowly began to close.
"I need you all to give me a good number to call - we have to inform your guardians as to what happened," She Hulk then said.
@Forsythe: There's no response from Scott, nor is there one from anyone else in the family group chat.