A red glow cuts the ice and it shatters above us. I stay down, but rise again to just see Shaw cowardice in escaping. Frost makes an ice bridge, and she, Hank, Scott and Jean slide down it into different rooms. When Hank lands into Charles' prison, he instantly turns into Beast. Trying to ignore the dark bags under the professor's eyes, he lifts Charles up and leaps into Erik's prison, knocking his chair back. Jean steps into Peter's section and lifts the walls between them and crushing them into tiny pieces of glass and concrete. Jean throws it towards Shaw to stop him escaping, but she misses and groans in frustration. 

"Are you alright? You like you've been through hell." Jean worries after helping him up.

"Oh. Oh, it was nothing, really. Cheers for the rescue." Peter replies.

Scott hops beside me. "Hey, buddy. Um...You both have levitation, right?"

"Sort-of." Kurt replies. I levitate in the air, and Nightcrawler disappears in a puff of black smoke leaving him and Raven alone.

"Oh, ok. Um, bye then! " He looks over to Raven. "...Hi."

"Hi." Raven says, then runs up the slope to Charles and Erik. I run to my brother and Kurt. "Are you alright?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine." Peter almost laughs. "You?"

"A bit in shock. Other than that...fine. I'm glad you're safe. I'm glad you're both safe." Kurt nods, and I hug him tightly. They've both experienced this before. I haven't. I wasn't prepared for this sort of thing. At all. I part as Peter takes Willow out of Freya's hands. "I've got it." I smile solemnly at her limp body. "Hi...Quickie." She mumbles, and I notice she can barely open her eyes. I wonder what happened to her.

"Hey Chemmy. Look, there's no time-"

"-We need to catch Shaw!" My father finishes. He obviously saw him leave, too.

Freya meets up with us. "What was he carrying?"

"A syringe." Charles replies.

"Yeah, but why would he risk his life for it? -What was inside it?" I ask.

"My powers. That was my torture." Willow answers in a slight mumble. "I'm basically...human now."

"Not if I have anything to do with it." Erik growls.

Charles still looks puzzled. "But that's not possible...How did he extract all of your mutant DNA from one cell?"

"I...don't think he did." Peter peers up at us above a very weak-looking Willow. "I felt...more than one syringe."

"That means there's another one up there!" Hank exclaims; looking up at the control panel. Peter stands with Willow beside me and Kurt; who I smile nervously at. "Yes!" Freya rushes over to us, and holds the syringe out. "Willow, I've got your powers." She takes the cap off slowly, then pauses. "I-I..."

"It's alright, Freya. Do it."

"I-I can't."

My father steps forward. "I can." He takes the syringe and I see a mark on his arm, as he pulls Willow's sleeve down. I've read it in books in our house before. An Auschwitz tattoo. I knew my father was Jewish, but...I can't believe something that terrible happened to him. He must have seen it all. I wonder what else he hasn't told me. The needle pierces Willow's skin and she screams in pain. I almost wince, seeing the same feeling on Peter's face, too. He looks like he's about to cry. She turns bright green, then the colour disappears. Colour comes to her face, too. "Are you alright? Are you alright, Chemmy? Can you stand?" Answering his multiple questions, she hops out of his arms, trying not to fall. "Yes. You need to do it again. Please." She faces Erik, then faces Peter. "Quickie...We're going to be here for a while. Find...Shaw." He looks at her blankly. "Please, go. He'll be gone before we get there if you wait for me! Do you want to let every mutant go through the pain we've just gone through? ...Go!" I say with tears in my eyes. Peter realises what he has to do and nods, taking Kurt and I away. Now tears run from his eyes. "I'm sorry." I say quickly, as Willow's screams echo.

Peter smiles, placing his goggles back on his eyes, and speeding us down the corridor. When he stops, I turn to face the tall, red and green haired woman behind him. The woman that I thought Erik killed. No wonder why she's here. "Peter!" I shout, still looking in her direction. When Peter turns back around and sees her, he goes to run, but she lashes out thorny vines that latch onto us. When I look closer, I see the Rose vines are protruding out of her wrists.
"Ewww...Gross." Kurt says, Peter doesn't even need to say it-for me to know he was thinking the same. Her thorns cut into our skin ever so slightly, that it stings, but doesn't feel too deep. But then again, I would be healing myself. I try to check over Kurt, and notice trickles of blue blood come out from him. Breaking the tension, and her smile, Peter asks the woman, "So, erm...What's your name?" She glares at me. "Apart from your doom...Rose." Rose's eyes don't flicker from mine. "I'm sorry!" I squeal. "Erik-"

"Decided to kill me! There's nothing else to it." She snarls, then sighs deeply, like she has no other choice but to trap us here. "You're not the only one who can heal."