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Originally this was just Kitty and Lockheed but I felt like they needed their roomie!

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first photo: Magik, Shadowcat, and Lockheed are all sitting together from left to right. Illyana is holding her soulsword in a Yellow and Black X-men uniform, similar to the reunion suits. It has yellow lining, boots, and gloves that match the "X" on the front. Her blonde hair is swaying the right, she is looking to the right at Kitty. Kitty is in Excalibur uniform, she is sitting crisscrossed while Lockheed uses her leg to perch himself up to stick his tongue out. She is in her blue jacket that meets into her black shorts that are over her light blue tights.

Second and third photo: Close ups of Illyana and Kitty Pryde respectively]

I go to bed every night praying that they come home to me

Kitty pryde with dyed hair? Awooga..

Kitty pryde Concept Art my beloved 🙏🥺

Soul-s-Sword

With a desperate swing, Magik brought down the armament that she had forged through nightmares and endless pain, the cracked and damaged plane of the Soulsword whistling its demonic screeches along the path of the blade.

It contacted the being but Illyana felt a sharp, deafening pain shooting through her whole being, body and soul, as the energy blade shattered into millions of shards exploding with its potent Limbo energy that sounded a thunderous boom through the battlefield.

She sees the world in slow motion as she was being blasted away from the monster;

Her brother, tall and solid in his Steelform, rushed in with a primal roar.

Storm cried thunderously as a bolt of lightning flashed down from the heavens onto the indestructible evil.

A beam of crimson bathed the scene in its reddish glow.

Iceman summoned a snowstorm.

And then her scenery changed for a blink of an eye to a landscape almost identical to the waste of Limbo she'd grown accustomed to in her childhood, her nose filled with intense sulfuric fumes. it changed again, and the sight before her gripped its icy claws around her heart.

Kitty, battered and bleeding, crying because of her.

She hates it.

Hating the fact that out of all people, she's the one who made her cry.

In her attempt to word a simple chide, she felt her lips dried and cracked.

Her hand that was reaching towards the lovely brunette shrunken and wasting away at a raid rate.

In her numb sensation, she felt a searing hot tear dropped onto her cheek, and felt her dying body gathered into the petite woman, held tight like she is the most precious thing.

Regrets filling her dying heart, of the word she'd never dared to say.

Her, the Queen of Limbo, Soveriegn of Otherplace, Sorceress Supreme of the Pandemonium, was too afraid to say a simple confession to a girl who can phase through solid matter like a ghost.

I love you...

She felt Kitty's forehead pressed against hers as the brunette's arms tightening even further, almost crushing the last breath out of her lungs.

Then, like two dying star colliding into one another, conglemorating their existences with each other, a surge of pure power rushed through her body and her right hand gripping a handle with instinctive response.

The Soulsword, forged anew, binding two souls intertwined, coiling them into a searing-hot beam of energy shotting out of Illyana's fist, splitting the dark clouds and allowing the Sun to shine it's light onto them as if giving a new life to the world of darkness.

Magik, resurrected, wielding the sword made of entangled souls, announced her return and triumphant with a powerful roar before a stepping-disc would materialized her and the Souls-Sword to the monster's behind.

And Illyana Rasputin swung down with a newfound might, ending the nightmare.