[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=#DDA0DD]Antoinette McCarthy[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1]
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[color=#DDA0DD][b]Location:[/b] OMEN Facility -- Outside [/color][/center][hr][hr]

A lot happened after the entire group stepped outside. An embracing couple was having a rather interesting conversation about the poor dead man inside; however, Antoinette was more intrigued with what the girl was saying. The man responsible for all this death today was now before them and Antoinette felt a deep burning in the pit of her stomach at the sight of him. This [i]Guina[/i], seemed even more disturbed by his presence than anyone. Even with the death of her mother, the loss of some other close people and the constant moving, Antoinette always held a light of hope inside her. She may not like the sight of the people responsible for all her running but she had never thought of killing them. Slipping down to their level, was not going to solve anything.
There were several people who seemed to shift into defensive stances as soon as they saw Jakobsen and others, who simply remained as they were, clearly not wanting to fight anymore. Antoinette looked around her, surveying the group. There were so many of them in this facility and this was only one of hundreds in America. 
Antoinette held herself while she stood amongst all these people. Some looked at her curiously but most were preoccupied with the embracing couples and a girl who had just raised a gun and pointed it at Jakobsen. Instantly Annie shifted so she was standing behind Agent Flynn. She stayed hidden behind him, eyes shut and listened to the girl’s statement of the future. She opened her eyes, surprised by the awful image the blonde haired girl spoke of. Antoinette was still outside the facility, along with everyone else but now there were different scene passing before her eyes. It wasn’t quite like Antoinette's illusions but the images were just as real. A picture of the future. After the images faded, she looked at the man by the black SUV and felt no pity when a pretty, young woman got out and started to yell at him. She had just been a kid when her mother died, when they first needed to run. They were all here fighting for a better future. That image would not happen. It couldn’t.
Finally, the SUV pulled away after the man made a few important phone calls. Antoinette heard him announce that the whole thing was called off. Whether Antoinette believed that or not was another question entirely. When one titan would fall, another would simply take its place. 
Demetria turned to answer Antoinette now and told her what Antoinette low key feared. More people, more faces, more unknowns. Antoinette was used to running but she would admit, she had grown comfortable where she was in New York City. The only saving grace about this new change, was the opportunity to meet Charles Xavier. Antoinette looked to Agent Flynn now. 
[color=#DDA0DD]”What of you? Where will you go?”[/color] she asked, looking up into his face.