<div class="floatleft">(http://24.media.tumblr.com/6cd3956bbfe70baaac82cb5ca77c99f8/tumblr_mmsqc4cC6Y1rooo17o1_250.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>         Morlock Healer<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>           Morlock Healer<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Morlocks<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York City<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Emma and Streak<br/></span></span><hr/><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i180.photobucket.com/albums/x158/Punstarr/StreakThumb_zpsadfefc77.jpg)</div><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>        Kevin Taylor<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>          <strong>STREAK</strong><br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong> Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   New York<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Emma and the Healer<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>As the Healer laid his hands on Emma, she could feel a warmth flow through her, as the healing energy began to knit her wounds.  Scrapes, cuts and bruises would go away, as would some of her fatigue.  He smiled as he saw his power was working.  As she asked about his fellow Morlocks, he simply shook his head.<br/><br/><strong>"Most of what was left of us are dead.  Callisto... I don't know if she's still alive.  I ran with some others, but they didn't make it.  It's not a good idea to go down there right now.  I don't know if the enemy is still there.  I will go with you, though.  Take me to Cyclops and I will heal him as best I can."<br/></strong><br/>He paused, releasing her and sighing.  So much death... this was in many ways worse than the Morlock massacre that happened some years ago.  He had been about to say something else when a flash of blue light heralded the sudden appearance of a man clad in a black and yellow uniform.  The Healer quickly moved behind Emma as if she could save him from whatever it was that had appeared.  Streak stood not ten feet from them, a bit disoriented but none the worse for wear.  This was a new one... he had never been taken from place to place in the same world before.  It certainly looked like the same world at least.   He saw an old man and a very attractive woman with blonde hair.  He tilted his head and wondered aloud if she was the one who's voice he had heard in his head.<br/><br/><strong>"Uh... you called?"</strong>