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-', ༄ ❪ 𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙺 𝙻𝙴𝙷𝙽𝚂𝙷𝙴𝚁𝚁 ❫
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𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵 ━ a woman, always painted
as the villain, tries her hardest to
show a cruel world her good intention...
THE CRUMBLED REMAINS OF THE CIA FACILITY WERE HIGHLITED BY THE PALE MORNING LIGHT SHINING DOWN UPON THEM. Debris was spread around the ground like a storm tore the building from the ground, most likely due to the man made tornado ravaging the grounds only hours before, dust was still swirling around alongside the cold breeze that also carried the smell of smoke around. Shards of glass spread around the concrete and blood stains had soaked into to pavement serving as a reminder of everything that happened in such a short period of time.
Maggie had dark circles forming underneath her eyes, tear stains still fresh on her cheeks while she had a secure arm wrapped around Raven, the blonde leaning into her embrace, in need of some sort of comfort after everything she just witnessed. The chesnut haired woman didn't even remember when the sun replaced the moon nor did she notice the people around here move about to remove the bodies, white sheets covering their corpses.
She was left in a state of shock, witnessing Darwin's death, she could still feel the heath surging from his body just before he exploded into nothing but dust. But the one things she remembered so vividly was the scream of anguish that had probably ripped his vocal cords to shreds.
Now with the sun peeking through the grey clouds, sending some light to the ground, Maggie felt exhausted. Her hair was a ruffled mess on her head from pulling on the long strands in frustration.
The sound of tires coming to a halt brought Maggie to lift her head up from where it rested on top of Raven's. She watched as Charles came rushing towards his adoptive sister, trying his best to avoid the broken parts of the building that were scattered around.
Maggie retreated her arm from where it was wrapped around the blonde so she could go to her brother. "Raven!"
The blonde wasted no time, jumping to her feet before embraced the telepath in a tight hug, his own arms clinging to the blonde for a long moment before he turned towards the group sitting on the stone bench.
"We've made arrangements for you to be taken home immediatley." Charles explained as Erik and Moira joined them silently. Maggie stared at the three in disbelieve, her arms crossed of her chest
"We're not going home." Sean spoke up bravely, lifting his head up to look at Charles.
"What?" Charles seemed to be surprised by the ginger's statement as he looked taken aback by his words.
