The sensation of Theron’s body hugging Mj was replaced gradually by the feeling of warm soft blankets and a squishy bed. Mj blinked her eyes and waited for them to adjust. “She was definitely not in her little apartment” she thought “because the ceiling had no cracks, and was actually painted one solid color.” Mj sat up and looked around, everything seemed brighter almost like she could see in technicolor and she could swear she heard the birds that were outside in the trees. “We are bonded, you share my power now little one” a voice spoke in her head almost like an echo “Theron?” Mj said out loud but he did not respond although so
