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Nearing the Castle

Roberto's body sings with energy. He's never channeled so much power without release. Despite Dazzler's light shows, the world around them dims for five meters in every direction from his body. He can't hold much more. Soon, it will burn through him and over him and consume everything he touches.

Once he's inside.

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He isn't part of the revolution. He knows of their movements, their presence and their plans. Yet he isn't stopping them from trying. Which means he either hopes they succeed or he hopes they fail. Either way, he has his own agenda. She doesn't like people with their own agendas. Too many of them have cost her friends' lives in the past. Alison's voice carries a warning. "Smudge, she'll go where she wants to go."

"No, with her powers, she's much too dangerous." There is a sense of urgency in his voice. "Please, you must understand. I don't want to hurt any of you, but I will do what I must to protect myself, this land and the people that live here." His fists start glowing with a navy blue aura, "You must understand, this is a lot bigger then any of you know. I will pay dearly for this, but you MUST turn back."

Josh then turns to Nocturne, "Please, you would be too useful to the Storm Queen, she doesn't trust telepaths, so she has them all killed, but you... you can control people without telepathy, you're too useful to her. Please turn back, or I will have to kill you myself. I can't risk it."

Silver hasn't drawn a weapon yet but she could do it at any moment. "We can use her. We can use her against the Queen."

"I've gone up against Apocolypse" TJ says, eyes narrowing at the kid. "I can handle myself here" she tells him. She still hasn't powered down the hex bolts. "Besides" she adds. "I'd have one of them" she points to the rest of her team "kill me before I'd become one of those monsters. Now" she takes a step forward "are you going to get out of our way, or opt for a nice long nap?"

Spider-Man lurks, much like his future counterpart, but he's got a little extra-sensory perception - poised to try to take down this joker before he would lash out at one of their newfound allies. But he's waiting for the familiar tingle.

"Listen, kid, don't worry! We got this in the bag. We beat a rogue Sorcerer Supreme - no fang-gang is going to pose much trouble for us."

"Sunshine, did I just hear you say my son is a vampire?"

She stands behind TJ, resisting the urge to reach out and touch the girl's shoulder.

"I really hate this world. Let's get this over with so we can move on."

She advances forward to possess the kid.

Spidey tenses.

"Did he say that?" he mutters, to no one in particular. "I think I missed that part..."

"Watch it, ask your peers here of what I can do. Here I am known as Yeshua, but one of you must have a Joshua Foley on your world, which was my birth name." He didn't want to hurt her, part of him hoped that they would succeed. But he knew they wouldn't like all that have come before him.

"Without Steven Strange, your battle is moot, and he's dead." At least that was what Josh was led to believe. He had been hypnotized so he wouldn't notice Stephen Strange's energy within the very palace in which he resided.

"Foley, Foley..." She frowns at him. Yeah. She knows that name. Every agency back home's fighting to recruit the kid. "Healer, right?" Damn near omega level, NO idea what he can actually do with that, and best he never finds out.

But this Foley looks like he already knows.

"You talk way too much, kid" TJ may or may not be picking up some of her grandmother's mannerisms.

Without a sound, Nocturne phases inside the body of the healer. The possession takes a few seconds, but she wins the battle for control- at first, anways.

Foley's eyes now glow the same eerie yellow as TJ's. "Ugh" she says in his voice. "He's fighting it."

And fighting for control he was, Nocturne was powerful, but not as powerful as Josh. In what seemed like a dark explosion, the Exiles became surrounded by a golden mist.

By breaking out of his tangible body, he was also able to release the hypnotic hold on him. A dissembodied voice spoke to them. "He's alive? Stephen Strange is alive?! There's hope for you people yet."

"Well that was a given," Alison mutters about there being hope yet. She does not at all like the golden mist around them and the flashes of light around her form shift darker in reaction to her thoughts. She has to concentrate to get them back to their more vibrant tones.

"Put yourself back together, young man!" Mystique snaps. "I have no intention of coughing you out of my lungs."

Ugh. If she wants a stranger inside her, she'll pick one up in London.

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