[h1][b][i][color=aba400][center]Maximillian Gray[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rmBRrwyf/image.png[/img][/center][center][/center][hr][center][color=aba400][b]Location[/b][/color]: MU bedroom 
[color=aba400][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Conjuration[url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/596347699486261272/675191496856567839/tumblr_p9emi78Pdn1u8r3nho4_500.png]New Outfit[/url][/center]
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Max had passed out in the medical beds the previous day. The excitement of M-Pox, death, and using his powers had began to exhaust him. He laid there till later in the night when Echo would send up a clone to grab him and place him in his bed, tucking him in and watching over him for a moment. This disease wasnt fair. Max had shifted during the night. Small kicks and twitches with huffy of breath as his body not only fought the disease but also his mind. He laid there sleeping as he saw Waverlies mom die. The nail crashing into the car again but then there was a flash of lightning. It was so bright it blinded him for a moment until his eyes readjusted and Waverlies mom was gone, it was now Casper laying there lifeless. Two singed marks on his chest as he lay there dead. Max wanted to get away from it all. Just run. When all of a sudden he wasn't there anymore. He had closed his eyes and everything went cold again but it was different. That same cold he felt the day he awoke in the Mutant Underground. He didn't dare open his eyes until he felt warmth once more and when he did...

He woke up. Max was gasping for air as a cold sweat poured over him and his hair stuck to his face. He looked around the room and saw he wasn't back at medical. Did he teleport here in his sleep? Was that a danger he had to face now? Or was it only a danger because of M-Pox? His breathing began to slow as Max gripped his chest, sitting up in bed with his back against a wall. Max heard Waves scream. Wondering what Sunshine did to make her own roommate scream in such a way in the morning. But then there was another scream. Jack? What had Jack done? Suddenly he recalled something from before 

[color=8E6BB3]"Oh really? You make a living by tricking others and conning them. We are more similarthanyou think."[/color]

The words echoed in his mind, what Jacks father had said. But he knew nothing of twho the man was or how exactly this could fit. He doubted it but a small part wondered if this was Jacks idea of a punishment for what she had done. Even she didn't deserve this, no one did. The fog of his mind was too thick to allow any real connections to pass through, just jarbled ideas and thoughts that fit together as well as a puzzle whos pieces were all the same shade of brown. There was a connection somewhere but it would be more work than Max could handle to find it.

[h1][b][i][color=E610B8][center]Echo[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9FWbx1tc/image.png[/img][/center][hr][center][color=E610B8][b]Location[/b][/color]: Mutant Underground
[color=E610B8][b]Skills[/b][/color]: Self Multiplication[/center]
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In the early morning of the next day, Harry had found himself leaving the underground to gather a few ingredients from the stores. As soon as he made it back he stood at the trunk of his Jeep, hand confidently placed on a cocked hip. [Color=E610B8]"Boys, lets harmonize."[/color] For once, in a very long while, all the boys showed up for practice. Berry and Jerry helped with the groceries, taking them into the kitchen as Harry placed on a pair of sunglasses over his eyes. [Color=E610B8]"I'm not going to be like those parents who say 'Look who finally showed up' because I know how that only pushes people further away. What I am going to say is...It's good to have you back."[/color] Harry placed his hand on his typically absent clones shoulder and gave him a smile before heading into the Underground with the rest.

All five of them placed a bright pink apron with white trim over them denim tops and each began to get to work. Unbeknownst to them, Jack had spirited away Sunshine as they prepared to make a breakfast to lift both her and everyone else's spirits up as they fought loss and a virus. Harry, Berry, and Jerry were all in the kitchen, with Harry working on omlettes, Berry was holding a white mixing bowl and pink whisk making batter for waffles, and Jerry was washing and rinsing various types of berries to be played and displayed later for all. There was powdered sugar, real Canadian syrup, whipped cream, honey, anything one could imagine to have a sweet and delicious breakfast. It was all he knew to do to help the others. He wasnt a doctor, he knew he rubbed some the wrong way, and he had to at least try. 

Berry began to place some batter into the waffle maker when they all heard Waverly scream. Terry and Larry where off cleaning the dining area. Sweeping the floors and making it look nice and presentable for all, or more so than usual. They both turned to view the direction in which Waverly was; Harry telling the others to stay where they were and keep working on breakfast while he went to go find out. He ran towards Jacks room and stood there, watching as she pounded the door. [Color=E610B8]"Hey hey hey. Deep breaths deep breaths. Explain to me whats going on. What happened."[/color]