Magik (Phoenix Demon)

You are unconscious, feeling extremely numb and sick from being in Hela's holding cell for too long when you feel a comforting warmth slowly pick you off the ground and fly off with you. You felt the wind brush against your face as you traveled at high speeds, and your numbness starting to fade. The only thing remaining was your sicknesss. You wake up hours later, slowly opening your eyes and see Magik staring down at you in her lap, running her hands through your hair as she tried to comfort you. She slowly began to speak to you. "You were sleeping for a while. Me and Blade rescued you from Klyntar. We were lucky Hela was off doing who knows what, or otherwise, you may not be here right now. We also noticed that you're.. sick, and we're trying to come up with something safe and reliable. So for now, just try to take it easy. But let's forget about that and move forward. All that matters now is that you're safe now..."

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