The trainer was shaking as he held the remote to Pietro's collar. "How did you do that?" he asked when he'd found his voice again, "We've got two back up generators. The lights shouldn't stay out."

"My powers are based on probability, you jack ass," Wanda sneered at the trainer. She dropped to her knees at Pietro's side and pulled him into her arms. "Are you all right?" she asked Pietro with quiet concern, forgetting the trainer for the moment. There were already tears welling in her eyes and she felt sick. If Pietro hadn't moved in time or if she hadn't pulled her hands up...she could hardly bear to think of what could have happened.