Leave!

"Get me the hell out of here!" Emma shouted.

"Alright, alright," Spiral said. "Bring in the next mutant!" She shouted at the PAs.

"Next mutant?" Emma asked.

"Well yeah, we have a time slot to fill. If you're not sticking around, we need someone to be next up. Of course, unless you change your mind?"

Emma stopped and thought about it from her place on the floor. Another innocent mutant in her position? Could she allow that? She had to stop the show once and for all, but she couldn't do it from here. The X-Men were no doubt looking for her, and maybe they might stumble on Mojoverse eventually, but how long did that take? Still, she got off pretty easily. She could stand a couple more challenges. At least she hoped she could. Emma shook her head. All these changes were reversible. They had to be. I mean **** itself was reversible, so this had to be. If it was reversible, it didn't matter who got the changes.

Emma made up her mind. If she stuck around here she couldn't help the X-Men find the kidnapped mutants powering this horror show. She was more useful back at the mansion than being bait. Whatever happened to this random mutant, she would fix it, and she would make it right.

"No. I haven't changed my mind. Send me back," Emma said.

"Alright then!" Spiral said. "Everyone, let's wrap up!"

The signature gold light of the game show enveloped Emma slowly. Pretty soon it took up her entire vision. When it finally received she found herself on a cold tile floor. There was a table towering above her and a chair behind her. The lights were off. She was back in the meeting room she disappeared in, but everyone had long left. Before all that she noticed something else though. She was stark naked. They had taken all their goth clothes back and neglected to give her back her outfit. Not that she'd ever wear it again.

"Spiraaaal!" She shouted into the darkness.

"Okay, the big bad bitch is gone and she left me one final night to clean up: our run time." Spiral was currently flipping through a clipboard, trying to figure out how they would fit in another guest. They're big premiere and she was getting ditched before the halfway mark. "Now where is that next mutie?" She barked into her headpiece.

Author's Note: Welp, Emma had a good run. Honestly I wish she had more transformations. We didn't even really see what the color can do physically. Still, stick around. I have a lot more plans for this story and a lot more chances for audience participation.

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