Watching Mutant X sleep under the tree, they were each sleeping separately. Diana thought that it was amazing how much anger and hate had come out of Diana trying to create love. I guess it was just produced in the wrong places, Diana frowned. Her plan was to sneak in, change everything back to the way it was and get out. The last thing she wanted was a confrontation with Mutant X. No, it was best that she never existed as far as Mutant X were concerned.
Now she'd never actually tried this before, taking away her toxin's influence, so she wasn't sure if her idea would work. Her theory was that if her breathing out released the toxin, which multiplied the number of hormonal cells, technically, breathing in would draw the toxin back into her, like a magnet would draw another magnet towards it.
Sneaking across the leaves once more and hopefully for the last time, Diana crouched in front of Mr. Kilmartin's face and took a deep breath, hoping that this would work. She positioned herself so that her lips were over his eyes. Concentrating and drawing up every ounce of power within her, she sucked the air surrounding her slowly. Before long, she could feel the toxin rise out of Mr. Kilmartin and settle back into her body and as she did this, she had to be cautious not to suck any of Mr. Kilmartin's own hormonal cells into her. If that happened, he would not actually be able to feel desire, passion or love. After some time, it would probably result an emotional breakdown. As he was being neutralised by the toxin extraction, Diana was gradually being drained and seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She stopped; fell backwards and suddenly felt like she needed extra oxygen in her lungs. She started breathing so heavily that she thought she was going to faint. Luckily, enough oxygen got to her brain before that could happen. She took in several slow breaths, whilst steadying herself against another tree. Wow, that took more out of me than I thought it would, Diana huffed. Still, she needed to right 2 wrongs and Mr. Kilmartin had already been cured, which left Mr. Mulwray.
She crawled half-heartedly towards Mr. Mulwray. I don't know if I can do that again, Diana sighed, but I must try. Placing her lips by his eyes, she mentally prepared herself for what was about to come. After that last blast, she wasn't sure how it was going to affect her in her already weakened state. Breathing in, slowly at first, Mr. Mulwray's eyes began to glow, just as Mr. Kilmartin's had, which signified that it was working. In a way, this was really exciting for Diana; it was a mutation growth, a new way to bend her power to her will. She hadn't concentrated on her powers for a long time, probably because Mr. Eckhart seemed to control when and where she was supposed to use her gift. That's definitely going to change! Diana smirked. In fact, she hadn't liked the way Mr. Eckhart had been running things and controlling people. God knows how she hates those damn subdurmal governors! The only one who's going to control my future is me! It might be time for a career change.
Drawing the last traces of toxin out of Mr. Mulwray's body, she felt the familiar sensation of light-headedness and vomit. Pulling back, she once again relied on the earth to pull her back into her own sense of being. She felt her negative energy pass back into the earth and was completed again with positive and healthy energies, helping to ease away the vomit feeling, although she thought she'd have a headache for a few days. After this, everyone would be as they were before she entered their lives, except they would probably have the memories of what happened this midsummer night. The moon was setting now and the sun was beginning to rise on the other side of the forest, lining the sky with pink clouds.
Gathering herself, Diana stood up, gave one last look at the still sleeping Mutant X and silently apologised for everything before returning to Genomex to give Mr. Eckhart her 2 week's notice.