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The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Cherry Bomb - Wardrobe Suite
Skills N/A

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Leighton listened to her aunt's words and admitted to herself they sounded.....reasonable. Her mother was cold. Always had been. Leighton didn't care too much so long as she was provided for, but it now made sense that her life looked like that. She was sheltered from mutants. Forced away from what she was. Her mother had to have known. Was that why her aunt rarely showed up? Her mother didn't want her aunt filling her brain with ideas? And wasn't that what she wanted to achieve for herself? For Max? For Erg? A world where mutants could be free? To live with each other without fear of persecution? Wasn't that why she was here, trying to save the children?

Before she could ask her aunt, the door burst and hit her head. "Oh fuck!" She clutched the side of her head where she got hit, before Max and Havok ran in. She looked back to her aunt and then to Havok. Then she looked at Max. She felt something deep in her stomach, something that told her a decision was about to be made to change the course of her future.

"No, I want her to talk. She's family. And as much as my biological family has been pieces of shit, she is the first to tell me the actual truth. So I want to hear from her before I decide anything." She checked on Max, seeing if she would stand with her before she addressed her aunt. "Aunt Emma. What does this world look like? What would it entail? And how do you plan on getting there? I want the truth, especially as it pertains to those that are not mutants."

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Amtrack Station
Skills Telekinesis, Morality Manipulation

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As soon as they got off the train, they were met with a group of do-gooders, and she really hated do-gooders. "Well I did say this was going to easy. Fair enough. Let's get this over with." Jinx went and did his thing, she assumed and the Three-In-One began to target the others. She nearly got hit herself, making a mental note to ensure that the girl who tried to hit her experiences pain slowly. She was about to use her morality manipulation when the Three-in-One popped into her head. So they had something preventing mental attacks huh? Clever.

She scanned them quickly, not seeing anything of note right away. However, upon further inspection, she noted they had earplugs of some sort. That had to be it. She reacted quickly, using her telekinesis on Flynn and ripping them out of his ears. She then tried to enter his mind to shift him but struggled. She chalked it up to the effect of the plug not immediately dispersing. She sent out a telepathic call to Jinx and the Three-in-One, "They have earplugs of some sort. That is what is preventing mental attacks. The literal hot one's are out so do with him what you will, but try to get the others' out too."

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Allison glanced over to Pietro and Guin after Pietro began to rant on about being a former criminal and how easy it would be to kill. There had long always been a debate on whether criminals should be put to death or not. And then there was the difference between those with powers or not. Death row was still a thing. She didn't feel that people had the authority to deem whether someone else lives or dies. To her, that screamed supervillain and that was wrong in any way.

"I don't think killing is the way to go either, but I leave it up to the majority. And who knows, the situation may come to be that we don't have a choice in the matter." Soon the talk drifted to how they would move around and Allison's ears twitched upon hearing the use of the Iron Man suit.

"Wait, we would get to wear Iron Man suits?" Her eyes almost sparkled. She hadn't really gotten over her initial Iron Man fangirling, but hearing they could potentially wear the very suit was something she had dreamed of.

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Sara Grey

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Sara wasn't quite sure they the debate over their ages continued to linger or why they felt the need to keep hammering how young they were. Granted, she allowed Bruce to worry about his kid, as well as Tony, but everyone else it shouldn't matter. After all, the amount of world-saving they did on an almost daily basis surely put points in their favor.

No, what her biggest concern was how they were going to stop someone called the World Eater. The title alone seemed like a force to be reckoned with and not something that would be easily stopped by a group of well-meaning, kind-of-badass group of young adults. "So speaking from experience, this most likely will not be a cakewalk. Do we have a solid plan B in place then? Plan C? I'm just basing this off the fact that past missions have never quite gone how we intended them to go. I'm all for Iron Man suits and flying around and going on the ship and ker-blamming whatever needs to be ker-blammed, but I am also smart and think we need a failsafe, just in case."

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: The Saecular Games - the Palace Grounds
Skills: N/A

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Myth had spent the night tending to her newborn son, realizing how much motherhood had grown on her. She could not imagine a world without him in it and she would soon die than let any harm come to him. She cared for her newfound family in that regard too, seeing the lengths they went for each other. She fell fast asleep with pleasant thoughts in her mind.

Soon, the Saecular Games were happening on the palace grounds. She had heard of these a while back and had intended to join. She left Halden to the care back in Asgard, considering the crowd of people that would surely be in attendance at the games. She was proven right seeing the numbers from all over. It filled her with a sense of awe, wondering if she should join the games or not. She was prepared in her mind, but not so much in her heart.

Still, it was sure to be a glorious day.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: The Forest
Skills: N/A

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Fleur had begun preparations as soon as she had awoken for the day. With all her forces gathered, she had strategized, thought over methods of attack, defense, where people would be placed, who would fall back, who would distract. She was still going through it when Violet returned after leaving for her own mission. "We have a large army at our disposal, but each force has its own strengths and weaknesses. I want defensive wards placed on the frontline fighters, with a larger group dealing large amounts of Magykal damage. The Hellfire Circle can get inside easily and begin causing chaos, but I don't want them to attack right away."

"I don't expect them to think we are coming today, but it is best to be on our toes regardless. They have allies on their side with power too. If we cut off the head though, the rest of the body falls. So the royals are the main target. I want to be the one that goes inside too. I know you have a stake in this so you may join me if you wish. I'd feel better knowing you were along."

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

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Pandora Quill

Location: Wichita, Kansas - Streets
Skills: N/A

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Pandora listened carefully, hearing the sounds of an angry child. Ones she knew all too well. She found her target at the vending machine, anger almost coursing through them as they tried to get a snack but was coming up short. "I find kicking it sometimes works, but only in the right places." She came over, looking at the wares but was unimpressed with the selection.

"Not many good options here anyway. I could help you get in if you help me. Distract the maintenance man and I can see about getting the machine open. Your choice." Pandora patted her pocket where her lockpick was. She didn't quite know why she was helping the kid, but something in her told her she would understand later. A nagging feeling in her mind.

Hopefully, the kid would go along with it. She would unlock the machine once the guy was distracted. She didn't need the police here on top of all the other crap happening today.

Ω Heroes of Olympus: The Next Age of Heroes Ω

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Desdemona Pemberton

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Location: Camp Half-Blood - The Arena
Skills: N/A

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Mona turned her weapon back to her bracelet as she helped put the training weapons away. It was a bittersweet moment as she enjoyed training, but they were about to use the place to prepare for the funeral. She didn't quite know how to react. She was sad, but should she be more upset? The girl was with her in her former school when they were all transported here. But she didn't really know the girl. She would not have called her a friend, but an acquaintance, sure.

She shook the thoughts out of her head. She would help set up. It was what Ash deserved. A life was taken and it should be honored and remembered. She let the others take the lead, but she followed them, helping where necessary but keeping close to Theresa.

Agents of SHIELD - Concluded

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Tinley Abercrombie and Tempest Renroir

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Location: The Common Room - the Hub
Skills: Hacking

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Tinley wasn't about to justify Deadpool's antics with a response, but he was getting out of control and she needed him out of here as soon as possible. What little she cared for the holidays was being tested by unseen forces. "Screw your "lists". Get your ass out of here now!" What she hadn't accounted for was him grabbing all the wrapped presents under the tree and making a break for it.

Tempest, meanwhile, could only watch as things spiraled out of control (though she did a mini cheer finding out she was on the nice list!). But then he grabbed the gifts they worked on getting. "Hey, those are for the orphans!" But it was too late as Deadpool made a break for it. "Ah well, worth a shot." Tinley rubbed her temples, a headache forming that was already in the midst of appearing.

She didn't have time for this. "No, I worked too damn hard for this stupid holiday, I am not letting some spandex-clad asshole ruin it. Avengers Assemble! Shit, wrong team...Fuck it. We're going after him." And people began forming ideas. "We're better off tackling this with our strengths. Raynor and Sparky, if you wanna follow him through the ceiling, be my guest. Everyone else, let's see if we can head him off.'

Tempest had already whipped her phone out, getting on top of it by tracking whatever gifts were under the tree that had some connection to the internet or bluetooth. She managed to find three and see that they were all outside the building and moving quickly. "I have a lock on some of the gifts. He's outside and moving quickly so we'll need to leave pronto. Any way to speedily chase the guy around the city?"

The Uncanny X-Babies - Concluded

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Belladonna

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Location: Machine Room
Skills: N/A

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Bella still had her weapons drawn as people spoke. She would have liked for this to be over and done with, what may be of these interlopers mattered little to her, but she got the sense there was more at work here. As Watts sped and disarmed one of the woman, Bella still had her sword trained up, but she no longer had it to the woman's neck.

"We had a fight mere moments ago also, but we do not have to explain ourselves to you." She glanced at Evelyn, who felt the need to start talking about why they were here. For all anyone knew, they were loyal to Gardener and no amount of speaking about it would change their loyalty. Trust was too easily given, she felt.

"The others may wish to tell you why, but I will not. I'll allow them to say, but if they deem necessary I will force you out with force, if necessary. So, what's it going to be?" She spoke to Sapphire mainly, and perhaps Watts, if either wanted to let the two strangers in as to why they were here.

The Gifted - Concluded

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Leighton Brooks

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Location: The Cherry Bomb - Wardrobe Suite
Skills N/A

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Leighton stared at the almost ethereal image of her aunt as she spoke about her own mother. It had only just dawned on her that she hadn't thought about her family since all of this started. Did they even wonder where she was? Did they care? And if they did care, if what her aunt was saying was true, then her mother had kept a huge secret from her and she most likely only wanted Leighton home to prevent embarrassment. She couldn't believe her own mother was a mutant too. To think what could have been if her skills were honed.

Past Leighton may have listened to her aunt and took in the talk about royal lineage, but she felt more at home amongst this group than she ever did before. It is a sad thing to say that in her own home she felt like a stranger. Her mother and father did not care, did not show love. She was expected to show up, look good, and be the best. But with Erg, she felt a sense of belonging, a part of something bigger. With the Underground, she felt like she was doing something worthwhile.

"If that is the case, Aunt Emma, then what are you doing here now? If what you say is true, you knew from the start that I had powers and abilities, but I was never taken out of my family's hold. It is only now you show up as I am working with this group, so you can see my hesitation. What is your intent exatly?"

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Anastasia Reinhardt

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Location: Train Car
Skills N/A

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Ana merely watched as Valentine offered her hand to Jinx, with the boy taking it in his own. Sometimes a girl didn't need the power to shit desire to get what she wanted. Ana had to respect that. "All well and good then, but it won't matter unless we get off this train and escape. We have a vehicle ready to transport us all safely away, so let us be off." Ana allowed Jinx to lead, she would take up the rear, less something go wrong she needed to fix (or in case something bad happened. Jinx would get the first hit then).

This mission was rather easy. She expected more resistance, but thus far it had almost been a cakewalk. If this was going well, how did the Three-in-One handle things on their end? If they intended to screw up the plan, there would be hell to pay and she would see it done. As they moved to exit the train, Ana kept her eyes on the siblings. David, or Ksenia, seemed content but Valentine was an unknown variable. Still, escape was imminent. Once out, who knows what would happen?

Darke Magyk - Concluded

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Myth the Muse

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Location: Asgard
Skills: N/A

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Myth couldn't much argue with the sentiment, even though she didn't know Loki. If Halley was this hell-bent on ensuring the trickster remained locked up, then he must really deserve it. At least in Halley's eyes. "Fair enough, but next time, don't drag me into it without my say so. It was hard enough coming up with a lie on the fly. If it wasn't for your magyk I doubt I would have gotten anywhere with him."

Soon, they came face to face with Bruce. Since Tate and Sylvi were not with him, she assumed he handled whatever was going on. "Haven't seen Loki yet, but we just left Forseti. I had to lie to him to make sure Loki stayed locked up. Ask your sister as to why. Shall we go?" She continued on her way, following Halley with Bruce in tow. "How are Tate and Sylvi by the way? Is being in Asgard better for them?" She was concerned still with Sylvi's transformation as well as their safety. She wouldn't admit it, but she was worried about both of them now more than ever.

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Fleur La Mallificum

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Location: ???
Skills: N/A

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Fleur stood by the corpse of her father in dragon form, hearing her name chanted. Demon Head. She had to admit, it sounded appealing. Another jewel in her crown. And she had another force to aid her in her fight. It was time. She felt it. "Yes, let us return back. Once there, I will need to get ready. I have a large enough army to take the castle easily. They won't expect it so soon."

She turned to face her new force. "Get ready for battle quickly. The time comes soon we will lay waste to our enemies." Facing Violet again, she didn't know if the girl intended to continue aiding her. She had to admit, she had grown quite fond of her. "Tell me, Violet, what is your next step? Do you still wish to help me? would accept your aid if offered, but I will not force you to fight alongside me if that is not what you want." She began to make her way back to the portal to get back home, letting Violet follow if she wished.

X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

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Allison Andrews

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Allison had dealt with recent events in the best way possible, she felt. Not only did they bring back reality from Wanda, they dealt with M-Pox, a time in which Allison wasn't sure she and the others would make it. The one blessing was being able to see Oshea again. She knew he wanted time away to process the fact he was killed, brought back in an alternate reality, and then returned as if nothing happened, but she also knew how much she wanted to be with him, to make up for lost time. Still, he visited her while she was sick, making her feel worlds better.

And now they were walking into Stark Tower and told about a being called the World Eater and were tasked with saving the world yet again. Truly, their job was never done.

"It makes sense though. We aren't widely known outside of Earth. We stand a better chance than anyone else. And I mean, come on guys, we saved the world on numerous occasions. I say let's do it!" Allison cheered. She was happy to be back to her more peppy self, given all that has happened.

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Sara Grey

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Sara loved life or death situations as much as the next girl, but even she was struck by how often they were asked to handle them. Granted, she didn't deal with an alternate reality like some of her team, but she heard the events. Plus M-Pox was a big deal. As one of the few not sick, she took it upon herself to put 100% effort into helping the team. Finally, she found a place she belonged and wanted to make sure it stayed that way.

She also got closer to Neil at that time. She hadn't expected to find a boyfriend on her journey here, but she was happy he was a part of her life. She stood nearby him while they were all inside Stark Tower, listening to everyone else talk about their upcoming mission. "Yeah yeah, save the world, be home in time for Real Housewives of New York. Anything else of note? Are we going in guns blazing or does this require finesse? We don't have the best track record of stealth, I might add."