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Cat stepped out into the hallway and walked down it, checking the door numbers; 1...3...9...17...19.

This was it. Cat smirked as she grabbed the doorhandle and opened the door.

"Hello-" Cat cut herself off as her eyes looked out through the window in her room, at a giant fireball in the distance that filled the room with an orange glow even from this far. Looks like he'd made a distraction, or at least she assumed that was-

"Get away!" MJ's voice cut through her thoughts. Her eyes snapped over to the figure cowering in the fetal position in the corner of the room. Cat closed the door behind her.

"Hello MJ, I see you remember me." Cat stated, slowly strutting over to her. MJ wriggled, trying to push herself further back into the corner.

"What do you want?!" MJ cried.

"Can't I come to check in on my boyfriend's ex, while he's out there saving us?" Cat mused, crouching before her.

"No. Stop. Get away from me!" MJ begged as Cat reached out and grabbed MJ's face, lifting her chin up to **** eye contact.

"What's wrong? Can't get over him? Can't accept he's-"

"STOP!" MJ screamed, pushing Cat away from her. Cat placed a hand behind her to stop her fall and backflipped to her feet.

"Huh, guess you've still got some fight in you." Cat stated, taking one step forwards. Cat quickly picked MJ up off the ground by her shoulders and pressed her against the wall, before pinning her hands beside her, "So listen up, he doesn't love you anymore. He's mine and always will be. You were always just a side hoe for him when he wasn't in the suit. Someone to show off and make him seem normal. You're nothing. The sooner you accept that, the better."

Cat let go and stepped back. MJ instantly dropped to the floor like a stone and started crying, head between her hands. The pitter patter of footsteps approaching the door could be faintly heard over the sounds of her sobbing. MJ's screams must have alerted them. Quickly, she changed her suit back to her casual clothes right as the door opened and two orderlies walked inside.

"I-I'm sorry, I-I don't know what happened. All I said said was hello." Felicia stuttered, sounding confused.

"It's okay." The female one replied, placing her hands on Felicia and leading her out of the room, "She does this a lot. It's not your fault, she's just under a lot of stress. She'll make progress soon, just give her some time."

"O-okay, thank you." Felicia stammered as she was lead back down the hallway, towards the elevator. She stepped away from the orderly and pressed the call button, "You should probably go help her then, I can make my own way out."

"Very well. Goodbye." The orderly stated, turning and leaving.

"See ya."

Ding.

Felicia stepped into the elevator. The doors closed and she smiled. That should do it.