[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FFD9E9]Allison Andrews[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m32a5cnwhz1r5ruse.gif[/img][hr][color=FFD9E9][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Garage
[color=FFD9E9]{[/color][i]"Did we win?"[/i][color=FFD9E9]}[/color][/center][hr][hr]

Allison unleashed whatever she could, but Magneto was not going down without a fight. Try as she might, as much as she hit him, he kept standing and fighting back. She could feel her anger building up. It needed to be let out. If she went any further though...

Before she could see it and stop it, Magneto had a filing cabinet flung at her, smacking her clear across the head. She stumbled back, feeling the blood pour down. Her vision was a bit blurred, and she fell on her knees. She looked up, clenched her fists, and prepared to unleash a hell storm.

Then Marygold stepped in and took him down.

She would laugh at how funny it was, but she was in no laughing mood. Not yet. Maybe later. When Marygold came to check on her, she wanted nothing more than to say she was fine. She wasn't. She rubbed her wounded head a bit, feeling the warm blood pool down. She was injured and her vision was still blurry. She felt dizzy. She spent what energy she had and then some. She looked up to Marygold and gave a weak smile, [color=FFD9E9]"Did we win?"[/color] before she passed out.