[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=cc33ff]Guin Stark[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/1XbDmqRH/tumblr-nno1p3k-Qyc1t3sxdco1-500.gif[/img][hr][color=cc33ff][b]Location:[/b][/color] OMEN Facility - First Floor[/center][hr][hr]	Guin had slipped Muscles' wedding ring off of his finger and was clutching it tightly, shaking as she suddenly found herself lifted into the air and held tightly by Pietro. She didn't register it was him at first, but she could see the blur of silver hair through the tears. When Mary had come over, she hadn't properly responded to her, just nodding slightly. And even though Muscles' corpse was out of view now, the image was burned into her memory. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"It's okay Guina..."[/color] he said softly to her.

	[color=cc33ff]"Y-your face..."[/color] Guin stammered, blinking her eyes clear and the horrid glass filled cuts came into view. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"It's nothing Guina, don't worry, okay? I'm fine..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"Y-y-you died..."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I'm right here Guina... I'm not going anywhere... You can't get rid of me that easily... If we change it so they never had to go back in time in the first place, then he never would have died anyway, right?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I-I-I-I guess..."[/color] Guin mumbled, looking as pale as a ghost. She wasn't taking Muscles' death well at all. She was still crying too, even with Pietro holding her like a little kid.

	[color=7ea7d8]"Just take a few deep breaths Guina... It'll be okay..."[/color]

	She wasn't calming down. In fact, Guin was starting to feel dizzy and faint. It was like the way her dad had gotten, after the New York incident, whenever it was just mentioned or brought up. Her skin was clammy and her eyes seemed like they were going in and out of focus. Pietro let out a small sigh, before he focused on the link between them, sending a soothing, calming effect to her mind. It was something he had done before, mainly with his sister when they were younger, but he was just hoping she'd  calm down eventually. [color=cc33ff]"Wh-what are you doing to me..."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"What do you mean?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"You did something..."[/color] she mumbled, a bit calmer. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"I didn't do anything..."[/color] Guin scrunched up her face slightly. She was positive she felt something messing with her head and since Pietro seemed to have an all access pass, he was the most likely candidate. [color=7ea7d8]"What's that expression for? I didn't do anything."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"...Promise you aren't lying to me?"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I promise Guina."[/color]

	Guin nodded slightly, sniffling and still holding onto Muscles' wedding ring. She noticed that Ayita and Richard had rushed outside and overheard a bit of the exchange. Jakobsen was there - the one who [i]was responsible for Muscles' death was there.[/i] Her hands started to shake and she wished that Magneto would kill him. [color=7ea7d8]"...Don't think things like that Guina, okay?"[/color] Pietro whispered to her, holding her close to him still.

	[color=cc33ff]"Like what?"[/color] Guin grumbled. [color=cc33ff]"And why are you listening to my thoughts..."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Because I'm worried about you... And killing Jakobsen is not the answer to our problems..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"H-he killed Muscles! He deserves it!"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"No one deserves things like that, ever. Don't even joke about it. Killing people... It is something you want to avoid if you can avoid it... He hasn't attacked us directly yet, so we can't do anything, otherwise we will be in even bigger trouble."[/color]

	Guin fell silent. She had already killed people that day - over two dozen, in fact. And she had masterminded the plan that killed even more inside of the facility. If Pietro was so adamant about this...he clearly saw her as a monster. [color=7ea7d8]"I don't blame you for everything that happened... For the deaths of those agents... They were attacking us, they provoked us... It was self-defense... It's okay Guina..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"You can't have it both ways,"[/color] Guin muttered. [color=cc33ff]"And Jakobsen ordered those attacks - so he deserves to pay with his life."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Look, you need to understand what is at stake here, because if you did actually care about what my counterpart cared about, what he came here to do, than you'd realize that we can't kill Jakobsen... Otherwise OMEN would have all the proof they needed to wipe out mutants completely."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"But they do it anyways! Even if we are the best we can be, they still hunt us like animals!"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Not all of them, only some. But if we stoop down to their level, we are no better than them, and in my opinion, that means we'd be better off with them wiping us out. Since if we need to act like them, then there is no point in being here."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'd rather you be alive than keep my integrity and honor intact."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"That's the thing, you don't care about that sort of thing, but if we act like them, we are no better, and there isn't a point anymore, we deserve them taking all of us out. Trust me, this sort of thing, I have thought about it a lot, especially considering how my father tends to act towards humans..."[/color]

	Guin shook her head, her hands shaking again. She couldn't believe what Pietro was saying - that he'd rather they all die than defend themselves against O.M.E.N. [color=cc33ff]"Pietro, I killed for you and I'd do it again. Taking out Jakobsen - that would keep you safe. Then he can't hurt you."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Guin,"[/color] he said, getting serious, to the point where he wasn't using her nickname, [color=7ea7d8]"I will tell you this, flat out... If Jakobsen dies right here, right now, odds are that mutants would have to go on the run, and odds are that the future that they were trying to prevent would become reality."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"And it'd happen if he lived anyways,"[/color] she argued. They didn't have a guarantee that the future changed for the better because of what the individuals from the future accomplished. She didn't want Muscles' sacrifice to be for nothing - and she wanted to avenge him with all of her heart. She tried to break Pietro's grip, hurting especially since he called her [i]Guin[/i] and still angry and upset due to Muscles' death, but he was too strong. Instead, she managed to switch with him, only to instantly feel like she was about to vomit and faint if she took a single step.

	[color=7ea7d8]"Not necessarily... And you might want to switch back, quickly Guina..."[/color] Guin, still switched with him, then started to loosen his grip - only to feel a wave of nausea hit her from the shift in weight. Her eyes crossed for a moment and she saw double. [color=cc33ff]"Don't tell me vhat to do..."[/color] she muttered, too weak to hide his Serbian accent. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"I don't mean to be rude Guina... But if you don't both of us will be in a world of hurt... Only thing that was keeping me on my feet was my concern for you..."[/color] Guin stumbled slightly, before she ended up switching back with him and she had a massive, pounding headache from the entire process. [color=7ea7d8]"...Are you okay?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"My head hurts..."[/color] Guin mumbled. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...Understandable... I don't feel the best either right now..."[/color]

	Guin looked up at him. [color=cc33ff]"Then why are you holding me like I'm a baby?"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Because my concern and worry for you is greater than how bad I feel right now..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"Why..."[/color] she mumbled, her eyes watering again. She wanted Jakobsen dead and then she wanted to go home and hide in her room and play video games. She didn't want to be a part of this anymore. She didn't want to be a hero. She just wanted a normal, stress free life filled with gambling, drinking, and talk show appearances for Stark Industries. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...Because I love you..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"...I just want to kill this lame Voldemort knockoff and go home,"[/color] Guin sniffled. It wasn't what she wanted to say to him but she was scared to ask him that question - scared that he'd say no and see her as some sort of monster, someone that was just good for a brief fling and then could be tossed away. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...No Guina, we can't do that... You know we can't... We can't kill Jakobsen..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"He'll kill us if we don't."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"You don't know that."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'm going outside, Pietro...Let go of me."[/color] She dried her eyes slightly on her sleeve. She wasn't going to let Jakobsen cause Pietro's death too. She was going to take care of this, no matter what it took. She'd do anything.

	[color=7ea7d8]"No, because I know what you are planning on doing. I can't let you go."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"I'm doing this for you!"[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"No, you aren't... Not really..."[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"He'll kill you if I don't!"[/color] Guin protested. [color=cc33ff]"S.H.I.E.L.D. pardoned you, but O.M.E.N. could undo that...I-I can't live without you. I'd rather commit suicide."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"Guina, you can't do it, understand?"[/color]

	[color=cc33ff]"You don't get to control me, Piet."[/color]

	[color=7ea7d8]"I know... But also if you move or I set you down I'm likely to collapse completely, and you are saying that you are concerned about me? Then listen to what my wishes are, what I want, and I want you to stay far away from Jakobsen, and go nowhere near him."[/color] He was using the mental link to his advantage, putting a strong suggestion in Guin's mind to do just that. And inexperienced with these sort of things, Guin just knew that she felt a little odd. [color=cc33ff]"...Fine..."[/color] she said numbly. 

	[color=7ea7d8]"...Good..."[/color][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Dean Kesseli[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/WbKhnvLj/original.gif[/img][hr][color=0072bc][b]Location:[/b][/color] OMEN Facility - Outside[/center][hr][hr]	Damon didn't say much, just hugging Ayita back tightly. His dragon tattoo was still on the loose and was likely fueled by his anger and desire to keep her safe. So much had happened between them that had not yet been resolved. He needed to fix the mistakes that he had made. He kissed Ayita's forehead, relieved that she was alright. If something had happened to her...No, she didn't need him to protect her. She was strong and independent and fierce - all the more reason why he was in love with this girl, Damon realized. 

	Dean didn't feel too much motion sickness from the Pietro Taxi, given that he was used to moving at speeds similar to those himself. However, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at the speedster. He was clutching his girlfriend like a baby in the middle of all of this? Dean wasn't an X-Man really, but even he knew that wasn't the most fighting ready position. He shuffled outside awkwardly with the others, spotting the man that Richard was talking about. His stomach clenched. With all of the damage they had done to the facility, Dean doubted they'd be welcomed with open arms.

	[color=0072bc]"H-hey....HEY THERE MR. JAKOBSEN SIR, IT'S NICE TO MEET YOU!"[/color] Dean bellowed.