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When the first gunshot went off Kitty woke up with a start, jerking forward and phasing out of her sheets. "Terry, Jubes, wake up!" she called, "something’s wrong." More gunshots sounded and she dashed over towards Illyana’s bed, phasing in to gather the younger girl into her arms.

"Come on sweetie, we’ve got to get..." And then the door slammed open and the sharp retort of a weapon sounded. Illyana screamed, and Kitty reacted without thinking, tossing herself and ‘Yana towards the nearest wall, which she slammed into it with a thud. Her eyes widened as she realized. Miles. They had Miles. How did they... Jamie. Where’s Jamie?

"Come with us," snarled the man at the door. "Come with us and bring the ickle one. In fact, here..." He thrust Miles towards Kitty with a nasty smile. "You can take care of this one, too."

Her hand automatically reached out to steady the younger boy, and she squeezed his shoulder, hoping to reassure him as much as she could. Setting ‘Yana down she took both children’s hands, heading out into the hallway like the man with the gun said to do. Everything was off kilter. Suddenly she was solid, and everything could hurt her, and they had the kids... They’d done something to Terry, stunning her so she couldn’t scream, and a second man had hauled her limp body out of the bed, but Kitty didn’t see Jubilee — she must not have gone to bed yet. Hopefully the older girl was somewhere safe, somewhere she could help the rest of the kids.

Kitty didn’t even know who they were, but from the way they moved through the halls, they clearly knew their way around. And, she realized, they know about us. They neutralized Terry and me without a second’s hesitation. How...?

It wasn’t long before they were led into a room filled with frightening men and frightened children. They dropped Terry onto the floor, and one of the men gestured for Kitty to take the little ones and stand in the middle of the room. "You keep tight hold of them, both of them," he said nastily. "No ghosting out of here for you, or it’ll go badly for any kids you leave behind."

Illyana whimpered almost inaudibly, burying her head in Kitty's shoulder, and Kitty bit her lip, tightening her grip. It looked like she was the oldest of the children they’d snatched, but she couldn’t be sure. Her world had narrowed down to the room full of children and the guns. Oh God, please... help us.

And then she heard Pete’s voice — he was coming into the room. He was why they were here? She winced as she saw some man strike him, and then the windows blew out and the lights started to strobe. "Al!" she started to call, then ducked down, pulling both Miles and ‘Yana to the floor and wrapping her arms around them as the gunshots started again. Something hot but somehow soft struck her, and she looked up to see the man who’d threatened her drop to the ground, a hole in his head and his gray matter decorating her cheek and the back of her shirt.

"Scatter kids!" she shouted, diving sideways and dragging Miles and ‘Yana under cover as the younger girl let out a muffled, quickly-truncated scream.". "Keep down," she whispered, biting her lip. She had to get the kids to safety, but she couldn’t not while Miles was stopping her power, and she couldn’t just leave him here. "Keep down," she said again, holding them tightly. She wouldn’t leave them, she wouldn’t.