[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://media0.giphy.com/media/3oKIPq5EQ1CIlWq0QU/giphy.gif[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Mutant Underground (Attic) 
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Once things had calmed down, things started to come together until she saw her the Morlocks all coming. She wondered if they were perhaps bringing more people until she saw the signs of a fight. Was it just a coincidence they were attacked along with the Morlocks? It would explain Waverly's message she heard. Leighton was about to ask for more information until Sunshine shared the fate of Erg.

Leighton felt a knot in her stomach. Something she had not experienced before. It was like her blood was running cold without the use of her ice powers. She felt herself getting hot and heated. Angry. Clenched fist and all. Erg was...dead? Out of everyone she had met in the Morlocks, Erg was the one she found herself caring about. He was a dedicated leader, she knew that when he had a gun on her, but he still helped her out, trained her to some capacity, showed he cared, and brought her here. And now he was gone.

She held in the anger for now. It would do no one any good for her to unleash it, especially with the foundations already crumbling. [color=FB5A7E]"I got a hold on the pillars, but there is no telling how long it will last. I suggest we grab everyone and leave as soon as possible. Take these two with us and question them. I want to know more about the attack and this Sentinel."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/7e279b12d4ac2ef676028a53cba2afb4/tumblr_pij4it0kwh1qkk6ymo4_400.gif[/img][hr][color=9A86AD][b]Location[/b][/color]: Frost International HQ (C2)
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b][/color] Telekinesis[/center][hr][hr]

Ana found her vision growing faint and she knew she would not have long unless she got medical attention soon. She tried her best to hold her wounds closed more, but she struggled. Growing weaker. It was pitiful. She should have been able to handle these fools and her new ally was doing a less than stellar job of handling them, but she took some satisfaction in the thought that one of theirs could be so easily manipulated. Made her feel good.

She glanced around. Emma was down, Jinx and Requiem were handling things, more or less (most likely less), but she couldn't think about that much more. She closed her eyes and slumped to the ground, out for the count. Hopefully, she would wake up later in bed having her wounds treated, but if it was up to the two she was teamed up with, she had a feeling she would be hurting more.