The boy struggled but there wasn't much use at this point. Even when Pietro keeled over and rolled off, the pale man was now stuck in this dimension without powers.

"What have you done to me?!" he screamed, staring at his hands and around the room. He looked more panicked than anything else.

Meanwhile Pietro was curling into a ball on the ground, his body was still vibrating between frequencies uncontrollably.

"Pietro?! Emma, keep a lock on him." She said rushing over to Pietro. Still wearing the belt, she held him in her arms. "I've got you. Shhhh.... It's gonna be ok, Speedy. You did great...More than great, Amazingly. I'm sure your dad is so very proud of you... And so am I." She said softly, placing his hand on her hip where the belt was. "Just focus on my frequency... I've got you." She whispered softly.

"I... can't.... stop" Pietro gasped, the belt sparked as he touched it and he quickly withdrew his hand, "no... I'll break it... you have to put it on.... him" he pointed to the pale kid that Emma was hold hostage via mind control.

Ciara tossed the belt at Emma. "Put it on him." Before turning back to Pietro, a panicked look on her face. "Come on Speedy. You CAN do this. YOu gotta do this. You just need to relax." She said running her hands along the side of his face. "Don't go away again, Pietro. Please. Stay with me." She whispered as she lowered her face to his and pressed her lips against his.

Pietro breathed in deeply, rather caught off guard by the kiss. He tried to relax, he tried to calm down but he couldn't stop himself. "heh..." he chuckled dryly, "not really how I imagined kissing you"

Emma got the belt on the boy and shoved him aside, "I don't know what's wrong with him, but I can't make him stop either. We need a Doctor up in here."

Ciara blushed but couldn't help but laugh a little, "Not really how I dreamed of it either. You made my lips all tingly" She said holding a hand to her lips.

She ran a hand across his cheek, "Pietro, I'm gonna try to sedate you. Hopefully, your muscles will relax. Miss Frost, I need you to call up Mr. Fantastic and tell him what's going on. He's the closest thing we have to a doctor right now... His number is in the black book by the phone." She said hurrying downstairs to find the right stuff to sedate Pietro.

"Hmm... I knew you dreamed of me" Pietro gave a slight grin.

Emma rolled her eyes at the pair, "Yeah, I got it."

"I shall call" Storm interjected, "You must focus upon this troublemaker"

"Oh no worries" Emma shrugged, "he thinks he's trapped in a giant bird cage."

That last sentence she heard him stay sent shivers up her spine and blush to gather in her face like there was no tomorrow.

Ciara scrambled around the lab, until she finally found what she was looking for. "Good. Now I just need a need-lllllleeee..." She paused when her eyes came upon the plastic covered needle. Taking quick deep breaths, she scooped it up in a small hand towel and headed back upstairs.

Emma was chilling at the edge of Ciara's bed and Storm was still out of the room, trying to get a hold of Richards. Pietro hadn't moved from his place on the floor, his eyes shut tight as he still fought to stop his body from shaking.

Ciara knelt down beside Pietro and unrolled the towel. "I was actually expecting you to make the first move..." Ciara stated swabbing his arm and preparing the needle of the shot. "This won't knock you out. It's mostly muscle relaxants." Ciara looked around the room and looked a little concerned, "Where did Sabertooth go?"

((Off to get his cellphone to see if he's working for Eric or someone else today xD))

"Don't worry about him." Pietro replied, "and I thought I already blew my chance" he leaned his head back on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. It was hard enough to swab his arm with his whole body moving uncontrollably, it was going to be tricky to get a vein.

"Well he doesn't throw you over his shoulder and carry you away to some evil lab in the middle of nowhere.... Blew your chance? You've ruined your chances several times but it doesn't mean I was crushing on you still. Frig, at one point I thought you were just messing around with me cause you knew I was still crushing on you." She said trying to figure out how she was going to get a vein.

"maybe I was" Pietro smirked a little, "it's Thursday, he's working for my dad. Nothing to worry about." glancing down at his arm he sighed, "just stick it in and get it over with. All this shaking is making me feel sick."

Ciara angry pouted at his statement. 'maybe he was...' Little muscular, handsome... jerk face. "Well you better kiss me properly when this is over, damn it." She said quickly pushing the needle in to the side of his neck. There was a large artery in the neck... Better chance of hitting it then a tiny vein in the arm. Quickly she pumped the fluids into him.

"Gah!" Pietro yelped in response, especially as the needle actually snapped off in his neck. Apparently he was vibrating too much for that to work.

Ciara cursed, "Well that didn't work.... Should have seen that coming" She toss the broken needle aside. "Plan B..." Ciara knelt over Pietro, her palms flat over top his body as her body began to glow. If she could grab hold of the water in his body. She concreted harder and harder, her hands starting to vibrate in place. "Come on..." She mumbled, her eyes closed in a very serious focus.

Pietro shut his eyes tightly, trying to remain calm as she went to work but he couldn't keep it quite for long. He let out a yell of pain and grabbed her hand, "Stop, please stop" he begged.

She tried for a few more seconds before dropping her arms and head, panting heavily. "Damn it. With all this power, "She looked at her hands, "And I can't do a damn thing." The water in the small pool exploded as she threw her fist to the side of her body before calming down. "...I'm sorry Speedy..."

Pietro coughed and rolled over to his side, reaching up to his neck where the needle had broken off, "Ah... don't worry about it" he replied, "I'm sure Reeds has got something... I'll just... curl up here for awhile... go deal with McPaleface--douchbag who started all this."

"Doctor Richards is on his way" Storm stated as she walked back into the room, "He'll be here as soon as he can."

Ciara ran a hand through his hair, "If you need anything, let me know." She got up and stood in front of the man, "I never did get your name."

The pale man glared at her through bars that only his eyes could see, "You are dooming yourself." he stated blatantly.

Ciara pulled up a chair and sat down, feeling a little tired. She didn't realize it but she hadn't eaten in quite sometime. She had been so focused on other things she'd forgotten.

"My name is Ciara McCoy. Though I suppose you already know that. And you are?" She asked calmly, paying not attention to his former statement.

"They call me Michael" he replied stiffly, "and you need to let me go immediately."

"I'm afraid that's not an option at the moment, Michael. You do realize you've sent most of the island into a dimension where we can defend ourselves against what happens in this dimension?...Tell me why we need to let you go, Michael. Tell me why you did this and maybe I can work something out with the others... I know you didn't do this to hurt anyone."

"I did this because of what is happening in this realm" Michael retorted angrily, "The purifiers are coming, if they don't see anyone here they won't have anyone to destroy-and they aren't the only ones. It's better if mutants disappear, better for everyone"