[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/363556781537886208/532086118167085056/tumblr_ojwo5iHH021qhodd8o2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Palace: New York City, New York.
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	[color=aba400][i]She can see into the past? That might explain why she was able to see the other me, no, the real me. But then how does that explain how [b]I[/b] was able to see it when she touched me? Can she transfer her visions onto other people?[/i][/color] Max thought to himself as Alex began to talk. He may not have answered much, but he did give him some information that he didn’t previously had. [color=aba400]”And where exactly am I-“[/color] suddenly there was the press of a blade against his neck, dark aura resonating from it as Max stared from his peripheral, not daring to move. His hands slowly raised up, palms facing Alex, much in the manner one would do when surrendering to an official. [color=aba400][i]Her powers stem from magic? Like, x-gene magic such as his? Or was there some sort of sorcerers academy that he could enroll into?[/i][/color] So many thoughts began to race through his mind until he suddenly heard that he had 5 minutes to explain himself.

	Five minutes? FIVE MINUTES?! How was anyone to do such a thing under these circumstances? Ok. Breathe. Think. Max turned around slowly, hands still in the air as he faced the young woman. His eyes danced around the area, searching for any other hidden figures that may want to spring up and attack him if he misplaced a hair. Coast was clear and now was his time to shine...he hoped. He spoke in rapid succession, barely having any time to breathe as he attempted to make the most of his time. [color=aba400]”Ok. First of all, magic, really cool, kinda like my powers. Secondly as to why I brought you here for simple questions...well...I don’t always think things through and end up in situations like this. Thirdly, explaining myself...whoa that’s gonna be hard to do. So, Realties, this is an alternate one, a fabricated universe that I, or we, have all been flung into for some reason or another. Where I come from Alex Jakobsen is the newly elected president who believes in mutant rights and advocates for them. Oh, right, also mutants are treated very poorly, I was homeless at 18, lived in the sewers for a while, and was constantly being chased by non humans who wanted me dead just because I was born this way. That is the main reason why i saved you, because you don’t deserve this, you are a great man where I come from and you don’t deserve to die by a villain such as Magneto. Oh right, Magneto is also a [i]major[/i] villain where I am from. X-men’s biggest foe I’d say. Although I’m some how stronger in this reality...I feel its only right that I turn it back to what it used to be, but i have no idea how, only that others out there also know of the split realities and maybe they can help. Please don’t kill me”[/color]