"NO!" Mike yelled watching in horror as Peter's arms ripped through into her back. The next thing he saw was the wet patch of blood around her side, staining her tank top. His eyes moved to her face which was beginning to look pale and her mouth had blood drooling out down to her chin and neck.

"El!" he murmured; his eyes finally meet with hers, they flashed blue before changing back to the normal brown eyes he had grown accustomed to overtime.

Peter threw her body away to the wall by his side, he was satisfied with her current limp state. Unmoving, Mike watched her body, his heart sinking...