((Or I could get back on just before lunch XD))

"Out of the way boy" the soldier demanded as he advanced.

"If you think I'm going to let you touch either of them, you have another thing coming" Max growled, though his eyes scanned the several guards and he knew in the pit of his stomach there was no way he'd be able to take them all on. No way at all.
With great haste, Max suddenly turned and grabbed Ciara, "I'm so sorry" he whispered before slamming her head against the glass wall.

In an instant the guards were all over them, dragging Max away and pinning him down on the ground with a few electric shocks to keep him there.

Ciara wasn't expecting that. The back of her head hit the glass and she went down like a rock. Susan screamed. Ciara lay twitching on the ground, she could feel blood running down the back of her neck.

no...Nonononono.... She thought as she lay there, watching them take Max. "Papa...Papa...pa.." She reached out toward him, terrified at what fate waited him.

George walked over in a huff, "You have got to be kidding me" he groaned, kneeling over Ciara as they held her down. He check her pupils and was not impressed. "She might have a concussion, we won't get as much from her if she isn't 100%."

"So what then?" the guard demanded

"Well... what are the other two?" George asked, taking a quick test of both Susan and Max, "Pfft, class one... oh... class four. Seriously? That'll do."

Max winced as they pulled him back to his feet. He managed to give one of them a good enough kick to the knee that the guard went down with a crack and yelp but there were always more to fill the space and soon they were shoving him into the pod. Max was panting a little from the effort of trying to escape but once the cuffs were in place he knew fighting was just a waste of energy. He turned his steel blue eyes back to Ciara.

"MAX! MAX!" Susan screamed.
"Susan. It's...it's ok.." Ciara said softly, her eyes locked on the pod, tears starting to form as a few of them got out stretcher to strap Ciara to it. "I love you..." Ciara mouthed, looking Max in the eyes. Damn old fool... They could have fought them. If Ciara could have gotten one of their weapons..

Max nodded to her and offered something of a smile.

"Deactivating Collar... Activating X-gene"

'Allow me' Max spoke beyond the soundproof glass, a serious look crossing his face. The creak of metal could be heard but almost immediately there was a flow of electricity around his body. Before he even knew it he surrounded by the sound of his own screams and yet the sounds of metal squealing continued for if there was anyone who knew how to use their ability under duress, it would've been Magneto.

His fingers twitched and he threw his head back against the metal rest repeatedly, sending a tremble through the entire machine with every impact.

Ciara bit her lip, "Come on....come on..." She mumbled as the men strapped her onto a board to carry her out.

"What is he doing?!"

"I don't know-turn it up!"

The metal pod began to warp but it never stopped, it only shattered the glass and released the sound of Max's agony.

((And what exactly is Ceres suppose to do? She's knocked out with a HOLE IN HER CHEST...))

((Then she can send her sister?))

((M'k))

A blue missile shot across the room and right into the machine. Upon contact the missile divided itself into several blob like vines, poking hole after hole into the machine. It happened so quickly that parts of the machine exploded. And about a second later, a girl much like Ceres in appearance stood over Eric, covering them in a blue aura like shield as parts of the machine tumbled over. She didn't look at him, her eyes locked on the group of Shield agents punching the crap out of the bad guys near the broken glass.

"You alright?" She asked after the explosions finished and the blob returned to her side as a cat. The cat freed Eric with a swipe of it's claws.

Eric groaned and fell to his knees before her. He now had a very salt and pepper mix of colour in his hair, though he only looked about ten years older it was still a drastic change. Looking up at Phallas his vision blurred, "... Celeste?" he questioned almost hopefully, "you're safe..." and with that he passed out, falling against her.

Pallas sighed, "MEDIC." She called throwing Eric over her shoulder.
*

"Wake up." Max felt a flick of a finger against his forehead, and there was Miss Turner, several of the brotherhood in the background trying not to laugh. "Soup time."

Max blinked a few times and groaned, "what happened?" he sat up, noticing the brotherhood and frowned, "what are they doing here?"

"Being helpful." Miss Turner turned and gave them a look and they went back to doing what they were doing. "Everyone was rescued... And you got bigger. The sewing club had almost finished that Hobbit outfit again..." She set the bowl on his lap.

She leaned outside the curtain, "Susan. He's awake now."

The sound of little feet could be heard as Susan ran around the curtain and around the bed, tears of joy in her eyes. "You're ok!" She hugged him. "You're ok."

Eric blinked, bigger? But before he could even take a look at himself he had an arm full of Susan and he couldn't help but smile a little, "Hello there. Of course I'm alright" he tussled her hair, "I'm starting to think that nothing can stop me."

"I told them I couldn't go home till I knew you were alright." She smiled.

"You're sounding more and more like your age now." Ciara came around the corner of the curtain with Pietro giving her a hand. She had a bandage wrapped around her head but she was smiling. "Never thought you'd pull a Batman on me." She was referring of course to not explaining his plan before doing his plan.

He smiled at Susan then turned to Ciara, "I'm sorry for hurting you. Honestly, the idea just sprung on me as well... and what do you mean my age?" he looked confused.

"It's ok, Papa. You bend metal. I saw where you were going with it. Just scared me a bit..." She smiled a little bit, "Well... I'd guess you're about 30 or so. That machine makes mutants age dramatically till there's nothing left. Luckily Pallas got to you in time."

Max looked at his hands and felt his hair, "... hm... well, easy come, easy go. Who's Pallas? I thought..." he paused, pondering a moment, "wasn't it Celeste?"

Ciara looked behind her and tapped Pietro's shoulder, "Can you take me back to my bed? I need to lay down. The two of them moved and Pallas walked around the corner, a blue raspberry lollipop in her mouth.

"Because we look so alive. Hey. I'm Polly or Pallas... Which ever is easier." She had sky blue hair. A small fluffy grey cat sat on her shoulders.

Pietro and his father exchanged nods before the speedster took Ciara back to her bed. Max looked at Pallas as she stepped in and was still confused as well as a little concerned now, "Wait, if it wasn't Celeste... then where is she?!" he moved suddenly, attempting to get out of bed.

Polly pushed him back, popping her lolly out, "She's resting. We won't know the extend of the damage till she wakes up. F*ckers. They were playing around with her gem..."

"But isn't that..." Max paused, lowering his voice, "her... soul? Where is she? I need to see her" he tried getting up again, though he was still feeling fairly week himself.

Polly moved the lolly to the other side of her mouth, crossed her arms, "Yeah. It is. I see you've been briefed then." She pushed him back, "They were pumping her up with drugs. She's going to be out for awhile still."

Max fell back again with a bit of a wince this time as he felt the back of his head. It had been excessively difficult to actively use his powers while in that machine and he was more than certain that he had a severe bump and bruising back there. "Stop that" he demanded, again moving to get out of bed on the other side this time, "I don't care, I want to see she's alright myself."