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"There's people I need to talk to, now." She has half formed ideas of who to go to - Nausicaa and Sue of course (can she trust that thought?), but there's a few others -

"Thanks though, Ikol."

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"Be cautious who you trust," she says, before taking off, vanishing in a swirl of feathers - completely ignoring the closed window, of course.

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Of course.

Loki dithers over her computer, unsure of what messages to send to who -

And, ultimately, leaves, a teleport taking her to -

Somewhere.

It's in America. She knows that.

Forested, a derelict stone mansion and overgrown grounds - it shouldn't look like that -

Loki steps up to the gates. There's no writing on them, but -

"Xavier's," she says out loud, almost like a spell to break the silence. "An academy for the gifted."

She looks at the all too familiar grounds, shivering.

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"It never was, here," a voice says from behind her.

A familiar voice, but one Loki hasn't heard - in this world, at least.

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She turns around.

"Who are you?"

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There's five identical girls, distinguished only by their different clothes.

"You know who we are, Loki," says the girl in the lead.

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"...You're Sophie," to the one in the lead.

The girl in a jean jacket, hair cut shorter than her sisters, an annoyed look on her face - "Phoebe."

The quiet girl, dressed like no one spectacular - "Irma Mindee."

The girl she knows is kinder, somehow, dressed in a soft shirt and slacks - "Celeste."

The girl in dark clothes with sharp, crisp lines, who currently seems intensely suspicious of Loki - "Esme."

"You guys are Five-in-One."

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Celeste smiles. "Exactly. We were friends in the world before. It was us who taught you about mental shielding."

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"Because of Kid Omega."

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"That jerk, yeah," says Sophie. "It's good to see you broke through to at least some of your memories."

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"I didn't on my own. There was a crow. Called herself Ikol. Told me - that everything here's fake."

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"We haven't heard of an Ikol," Celeste says. "And - it's real enough to interact with. It's created, though, we think. Newer than it looks."

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"Ikol said Cecilia Maximoff did this. Made this."

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"The Scarlet Witch," Esme says, frowning. "We hadn't known she was that powerful..."

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"It just - was never obvious?"

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"She was one of the Avengers," Sophie says. "An early member and a fairly heavy hitter. But not - this." Wryly: "Still, I suppose it isn't unknown for mutants to hide the true extent of their powers. We did."

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"I don't - actually remember how powerful you guys were."

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Sophie continues with: "Among the best telepaths ever - when we fully coordinate. But we pretended to be merely good, not exceptional."

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"Why?"

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They pause.

"We were spies," Celeste says. "We're not, anymore, but we were someone's weapon, once. We broke free."

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"And now there's another cage."

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"Yes. Built of different material. Nicer. But a cage all the same."

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"I don't like cages. No matter how nice."

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"You're not alone in that."

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"What are we going to do about it, then?"

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