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"Ehh....what can you expect from a split second decision..." The jig as it were was up so he shifted back. "Thats a unique skill..." He said as he passed through the portal. "Can't fool them all after all...."

((Meh, don't worry bout it...I didn't expect that to work very well anyways...with about 2 or 3 telepaths in the group after all.))

THeresa didnt know what she was feeling, but she knew she felt somthing really odd. Somthing wasnt right. SHe couldnt quite put her finger on it, but it was an uncomfortable feeling she had down in her gut.

She stands outside the rubled mansion and stares into the sky as the sun comes up. THe feeling of dread continues to pinch and pull away at here. Soon she cant take it anymore so she takes to the air, flying at a top mach speed. She had never flown this fast and she didn't know where she was going but she knew she had to go.

Soon Theresa comes upon her old home, the Seminary. SHe descends to the ground and lands on the inside of the locked gate. She begins to walk forward, but instead falls to her knees due to her injury. SHe is ofrced to use her power, and she begins to semi-float/walk. THis is taking much concentration as she is only starting to get a hold on her power.

She stands in front of the front door to the Seminary. The door is locked and wont budge. Locked doors are no match for Theresa. SHe lets put a short scream the smashes into the door, denting it, and then knocking it down to the inside. THe assult on the door triggers an alarm all through out the Seminary.

Theresa doesnt know what she is doing here, but she wished the other girl had come with her. The alarms had never soundedlike this before. The hallways are bathed in red light from the rotating emergency light. The emergence siren continues to sound. Theresa knows it wont be long till she is found to be an intruder. So she readies an onslought of mutants and or machines, by standing back facing a wall, readining a sonic scream, or to put up a sound created sheild.

Jamie looked around the mansion not moving anywhere just shifting his ehad back and forth memories were flowing back to him. Very little good memories from this place and most were bad. He was a former X-Men sue to Xavier's request fro him to stay here at the Mansion. He left and ran off looking for someone else to take him in to feel more accepted. When he was at teh mansion he felt like he wsn't fitting in, he knew it wasn't his place. Then he met up with the Brotherhood and his whole life changed.

"Fine we survived now let's get out of here, please"

He said feeling alot of different emotions flowling through him, he didn't want to stay long he just wanted to get away from the place. He shut his eyes and looked down and then opened his eyes and looked up seeing if it was just a dream, a nightmare for Jamie. Everything was so nice, very nice and organaixed comapred to the Brotherhood Quarters, don't get Jamie wrong, his place is with the BHood and he knows it and he likes the the place all the way, but they could be more organaized. Magneto keeps them all together luckily and keeps them in decent organaization.

Jamie then just couldn't help, but now think about how Pietro was he knew he was hurt pretty badly he might have not escaped and could be dead right now for all Jamie knows he kept on thinking about eveyone at Magneto's Quarters wondering if they escaped or not.

Sasha waited patiently as Wanda continued the CPR on Pietro. A few minutes passed but then Pietro started to cough. Sasha, realived, helped Pietro sit up so he could breathe more easily. "Well now that you up you can answer me one thing. Where the hell are we?" she asked. "NewYork," he replied. Sasha wanted to find where the others where and to find out if Sonya was okay. "Let's go," she said. Pietro got up and wrapped his arms around them. "No, you rest," said Sasha, "I've got our ride." She took some of her sand and mixed it in with the dirt below. She then grabbed a stick and drew a huge rectangler shape on the ground. She left her hands up and the ground started to mix and emerge. Up floatind, looked liked a magic carpet of sand. "Okay, climb aboard," she said, helping Pietro up. "But I thought if you touched it, it would fall apart," said Wanda. "I had some help from a wonderful teacher," replied Sasha, thinking of Moonstar. She placed Pietro up on it, and sure enough it didn't dissolve. She then jumped on and they waited on Wanda. Wanda heistated but finally boarded the carpet. "Okay, off to the blast site," she said and off they went.

Morgan simply glared at the present Brotherhood members as everyone filed out of the mansion's wreckage, giving them that kind of look that would make the devil run the other way. He wasn't about to forgive them for what they had done, and there was still a lot of leftover rage from Forge's betrayal. In simplest terms, he was not a happy person right now.

He stood off by himself, brooding over recent events, and glaring at anyone who tried to speak to him. He really, really did not want anyone bugging him right now.

Freya rolled her eyes. She managed to get everyone, or she thought she did, out of danger and once they were back home, they all ignored her. Not a word of thanks or anything. They all went to their little worries as if she never existed. She started a funny monologue.

"Oh my god! Thank you Freya for saving our asses!

"Awww... It's nothing really. It's my job."

"You were, once again, the key to our survival."

"You're very too kind. I'll try hard to save your pathetic lives again."

Of course, no one even heard that monologue and frankly, she didn't care. It just made her feel better. Instead of making pouting, she decided to get her answers right out of the mouth of the one she wanted to meet face-to-face.

Wolverine.

His whereabouts were unknown to her. As usual, the spirits refused her to tell her anything about him. This was starting to irritate her but she knew better than fighting with the dead. They had all the time of the world and nothing you say would change their minds.

Before exploring what the x-men were calling "their home", Freya had a little thought about Wanda. Was she ok with her brother? Did she kill him already or was she toying with him? In his current state, he couldn't do much to counterattack. She just shrugged, thinking Wanda would never kill her brother. She raised her to think otherwise when she got her out of the asylum. She knew that even the professor was amazed by her work with Wanda but now, she was starting to think if all this wasn't a mistake. What if the professor wanted to take Wanda away from her under the pretenses that she is not qualified to help her or leading her on the wrong path?

Will she be alone again with her ghosts?

Jamie leaned against a wall, watching the brotherhood members wearily. He wasn't sure quite what to think of them. He certainly didn't trust them, but he felt that they were human, and probably didn't deserve the hatred others were giving him.

Jamie was wavering in his thoughts though. The brotherhood members were in alot of ways at the back of his mind. Most of his thoughts were on Penny. He'd asked Regina about her, and been told she was leaving. But no one knew for how long. It was possible she would never truly come back. Jamie was positive he'd see her at least once more, if only to say a true goodbye, but either way he would miss her. She had been so many things to him. An older sister, a teacher, a rival, a comrade, and he didn't know quite what to do.

The rest of his thoughts were on Morgan. He knew it may be unfair, but he was thoroughly pissed at him. It was when Jamie had attacked Forge, and Morgan had pulled him off, only so that he could fight Forge. As though somehow Morgan had more right to Forge. Like somehow Jamie couldn't feel the betrayal. He had been stabbed in the back too.

Jamie sighed, and watched the people wandering around the mansion.