Dominique just looked for a moment before she spoke, "Because.... I don't know." "My daughter isn't capable of knowing what emotions are. This is how I created her to be. The perfect warrior, the perfect weapon." came the familiar voice of Apocalypse as he seemed to come up out of nowhere, and was actually taking to wrapping an arm around his daughter's waist. He was telling her that it was time for her to return home again, before she was collapsing in his arms, a needle falling out of his hand and onto the ground. "I'll be taking my daughter with me. It seems that.... she needs to be retrained." the man spoke.
While this happened, Ariel had been taking a nap although was bolting up at the mental cry from Dominique. A warning that Apocalypse was up to his old tricks again, and he had his few surviving elites following them.... along with some experiments.