Liz started to scream as the pain increased more and more with each second. Tess's grin became faint as her vision decreased, then she finally blacked out.
Max slammed the door wide open, seeing Liz fall to the ground. Michael flung Tess to the ground, hitting her head against the wall as she fell. Max rushed to Liz's motionless body, picking up her limp body into his arms. "Liz..." he pleaded pulling back her soft hair from her face.
Liz didn't move, sigh, or groan. Only silence answered his plea. Max put his hand over her heart, seeing if it still had a rhythmic beat. A faint, but steady beat could be felt under his sweaty hands. "Oh...God Liz..." he said positioning himself to loom over her.
Michael grabbed hold of Tess, who was half knocked out a bit. (As you might call it) "What did you do to her?" he demanded looking her in the eye. Max would've been in his position, grabbing hold of Tess. But because he had his hands full with Liz, he took care of the questions. "TELL US!" Michael said more firmly, slamming her against the wall.
Tess choked a bit then looked at Michael, "I wouldn't tell you, bastard..." she scowled and spit in his face. Michael flinched putting his face to look at the ground. He took one of his hands off of her and whipped his face, getting it all off. He turned his angry gaze back up at Tess, her expression, a smirk. Michael gripped at her neck, "Well, I didn't want that answer..." he scorned as she grabbed at his fists.
Max looked at Liz's face, seeing the pain she's been through. Dammit, what was wrong! He felt so helpless, not knowing how to heal her. But somehow he started looming his hand over her it glowing white, down her body. But when he started at her head it glowed red, so he left his hand there. Starting to try to heal her, it glowing a brighter red. Then it turned to a white glow, faint but a glow.
Max took his hand away from her, hold her. "Liz..." he pleaded, but still no answer. He felt over her chest for her heart, it still had a beat, stronger even. But Liz showed no sign of improvement. Max's heart was sinking down low in his chest, 'what can I do Liz?' he asked through the connection that he and her had so dearly. He put his head down to her shoulder, trying to figure out what was wrong.
Michael was losing his patients quickly, Tess squirmed in his grasp. "Let me go!" she screamed faintly still under the effects of his grasp. Michael looked over at Max, "Max, what's going on over there?" he asked getting ticked off a bit by the time passing.
Max never looked up at Michael, not even hearing his question. He brought his head up from Liz's shoulder as he felt her muscles contract. He looked up to her face, the color starting to return.
Liz's eyes slowly opened, looking into Max's eyes. "Max..." she smiled a bit, lifting her hand to touch his face.
Max touched her hand, "I came..." he assured her, "I'm here..."
Michael loosened his grip on Tess, seeing Liz was ok. Tess looked at Liz in disgust, mumbling under her breath. Then closed her eyes, mind warping Michael. Michael let go of her, only seeing a blank wall. Tess sprinted for the door, disappearing.
Max looked up at Michael, who was just staring at the wall. "Michael you let her go!" he said looking at his friend in disbelief. Michael turned to Max, now that the mind warp was off. Anger filled him, "She did it Maxwell...mind warp, dammit! She was in my grasp!" Michael yelled hitting the wall.
Liz tried to sit up, but max only pushed her back down into his arm. "Liz, let me carry you." He said lifting her up in his arms. Liz screamed in pain as her broken leg lifted from the ground. Max set her back down, slowly but hastily. "Liz, what's wrong?" he asked looking down her body. Liz touched her left leg, her face full of pain. "It's broke..." she said painfully, wincing when Max put his hand on it. His hand glowed a white, soon pulling it away now that her leg was healed.
Liz laid in his arms, tired and shaking. Max picked her up now, slower just in case, cradling her in his arms. Liz leaned her head against his chest as he turned to look at Michael, "Come on Michael, let's go." Max said looking down on his sleeping Liz. Michael nodded and started out the door, Max following behind him.
