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I let out a sigh as I stood beside Peter.

"Ready?" He asked softly.

I nodded my head and he zipped us into the elevator. I knocked the guy out before letting him duct tape him. I hid against the wall while Peter went to get Erik. Soon they made it inside and I leaned against the wall.

"It'll pass, it happens to everyone. You must've done something serious. What you do? What you do? What you do? Why did they have you in there?" Peter asked with a smirk.

"For killing the President." Erik said as he leaned against the wall.

"Oh... Shit!" Peter whispered as he looked at me.

"If there's one thing I'm guilty of, it's fighting for people like us." Erik said softly.

"You take karate? You know karate, man?"

"I don't know karate. But I know crazy."

I let out a sigh as I closed my eyes.

"You okay?" Peter asked softly.

"I'm fine." I whispered as I pushed off the wall.

"You sure?" He asked softly.

"Headache."

He nodded his head and I let out a sigh as I looked around the elevator. I let out a sigh as I waited for the elevator stop.

"They told me you control metal." Peter said softly.

"They?" Erik asked softly.

"You know, my mom once knew a guy who could do that." Peter said softly.

Soon the elevator stopped and I let out a sigh of relief.

"Charles?" Erik said shocked.

Charles reared back and punched him making him hit the ground.

"Good to see you too, old friend. And walking." Erik said as he stood up.

"No thanks to you." Charles said angrily.

"You're the last person in the world I expected to see today."

"Believe me... I wouldn't be here if I didn't have to. If we get you out of here, we do it my way. No killing."

"No helmet. I couldn't disobey you even if I wanted."

"I'm never getting inside of that head again. I need your word, Erik."

Erik nodded his head and I let out a groan as my back hit the wall.

"Are you okay?" Peter asked softly.

"I need to get out of here." I whispered.

A thousand thoughts past through my head and it was putting a strain on me to keep control of my powers. Peter sent me a nod and we started to leave but six guards walked into the kitchen and aimed their guns.

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