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Amira Lake

"Somethings are harder than they seem"

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a character in “X-Men: Dynasty”, as played by inara1917

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{N A M E}
Amira Lake
{C O D E N A M E}
Eternal
{N I C K N A M E}
Red, Ami
{A G E}
17
{G E N D E R}
Female
{R O L E}
New girl- Rookie
{H A I R C O L O R}
Red
{E Y E C O L O R}
Hazel
{S E X U A L I T Y}
Heterosexual




"A good book is all I need."




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{H E I G H T}
5'5feet
{W E I G H T}
117llbs

{A P P E A R A N C E}
Usually seen in a floral skirt, with a plain back vest top. Topped with a pink cardigan. Amira is one to take on more of a feminine attire compared to most, normally being seen in skirts or dresses.
Amira's uniform is black like the rest but has purple trims.
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"Sometimes feeling pain is my only gift"




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{P E R S O N A L I T Y}
At first Amira comes across as a rather quiet character, usually seen in a corner of the room ether reading a book, playing a game or watching television.
If she's not inside she would most likely be outdoors sat in the sun's rays most likely reading. When meeting new people she is never the first to speak, she sits there silent, causing her to feel awkward around new people, but once they begin talking to her and she feels more comfortable with the person she will begin to open up. But once she starts talking to someone she doesn't seem to stop, even babbling on with random and pointless conversations that you can't help but laugh at, she seems to always hold a smile on her face whilst she talks. Whilst the rest of the time she appears rather emotionless, like she is looking off into nowhere.

Although she doesn't appear it Amira can come across rather violent, especially if she feels the need to protect something or someone. Or even if the person in the wrong has done something that she does not agree with. These violent tendencies can range from her having an argument with you, to her kicking them in the face.

Amira has a hard time trusting people, especially with a past like hers, most people would question why she closes herself off from the world. But not even she truly knows why.

{P O W E R S}
Rapid cellular Regeneration- The ability to regenerate at a superhumanly quick rate. This ability regenerates as an automatic response to injury, and the body usually repairs itself within less than a minute, depending on the severity of the damage done. One with this ability can also still function while vital organs are being regenerated. The ability does not move displaced parts back into their original place, usually resulting in the user to move the displaced parts back into place.

As well as being able to heal her own Injuries, Amira is able to absorb another persons injuries, transferring them onto herself or onto someone else, as well as being capable of this Amira is able to cause pain by looking or touching someone.

{W E A K N E S S E S}
Regeneration will not begin if a foreign object obstructs the wound. Amira would have to physically remove the object from her body before she would be able to heal.
If she were to be shot, or stabbed in the head Amira would not heal until the object is removed. Once the object is removed from her skull her body would begin to regenerate itself.

If her ability is removed from her or unable to work Amira's life could be at risk, since her body has never had to fight of illnesses due to her ability she has a weak immune system. If she were to get ill whilst her ability is not working her body would end up having a system wide critical condition that lead to her death. But as soon as her ability was to work again she would come back to life.



"Fear is what makes us stronger."




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{L I K E S}
Animals | Music | Cake | The outdoors | Heights | Movies | Weapons | Martial arts

{D I S L I K E S}
Darkness | Being alone | Horror's | The idea of death | Spiders | The cold | Swimming

{F E A R S}
Death | Never growing old | Losing people

{ H O P E S/ D R E A M S}
Finally feeling like she belongs
{S K I L L S}
Wing chun (Chinese martial arts), Kick boxing, Archery, Knife throwing, Gymnastics, speaks Greek, Russian, German and Chinese.


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[center]"The past is in the past."




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{H I S T O R Y}
Amria's upbringing is not a pleasant one to say the least. Up until her seventh birthday she lead a normal life with both of her parents, day trips to the beach, having movie nights with her parents whilst making forts out of pillows and blankets.
Amira always knew her parents weren't the wealthiest people, but they always tried their best. But even their best wasn't good enough for them. She often heard them arguing late at night about money issues and debt, but the poor seven year old was unable to understand what any of this meant so it went straight over her head.

From a young age Amira had never shown signs of injury or illness, at first her parents thought it was nothing. Even when she didn't catch chicken pox of the children of the neighbourhood. It wasn't until Amira fell down some concrete stairs outside their house did they notice something was wrong with her. While most children at the mere age of seven would of cried for a long time or knocked themselves unconscious, especially with how much her forehead was bleeding. But Amira did the complete opposite, she cried for a few moments before the pain disappeared. Her parents watched her in shock and horror as the wound healed itself until nothing was there, only the stains of blood lingered on her skin showing that she had been injured.
Her parents became afraid of their own child. A seven year old girl, scared her own parents. They didn't know what to do with her, so they just kept her in her room. Left her to do her own thing which usually meant playing with toys.

But one time a group of men and two women entered her room. She didn't know who they were but one of the ladies told her they were going to take her somewhere special. She thought she would be safe, how wrong was she. As she left the house with the group, she silently watched as her parents were handed over a briefcase of money, they sold out their only child. Amira at first didn't understand what was going on. She didn't even know she was being sold out.
After a short journey in the car, they arrived at some sort of facility. It looked like a hospital of some sort but she was unable to recognise it. Following the group in, she was immediately taken to her new 'room'.
Her so called bedroom was a cell, all it had was a bed, a mirror and a little area to go toilet and wash her hands. It was worse than prison. The bed wasn't even a bed it was a mattress.
But before she could say anything, she felt a sharp pain in the back of her neck, the room slowly went blurry as she passed out into some random persons arms.

When she did eventually wake up, she found herself strapped to some sort of operating table, hands, feet, waist and even head restrained with some type of straps. From what she could see and feel, she had multiple wires attached to her body. Multiple men and women surrounded her in lab coats, a few were even holding clipboards. But before she could ask what was going on she suddenly felt a tingling sensation through her body, at first it just tickled. But the feeling increased, it kept increasing until her body couldn't hold the pain in anymore. Her body literally exploded with power, with her cries of pain, electricity seemed to rivet right off her body. Causing some of the members of staff electrocution if they were stood to close. Eventually one of the guys in the lab coats was able to get close enough to her without being electrocuted, he injected her with an sedative, causing her to become unconscious. Not only was that the first day they tested her. But that was also the first day they tortured her. With many more to come.

Over ten years, she went though nearly the same thing every single day. The people in the coats testing her limits, and when she was unable to take anymore or cried in pain they cut her. Most would worry about their skin being scared, but not Amira. She just worried that the pain would start to fade, the pain was the only thing that let her feel like she was human. Most would think that being tortured was hard, but she felt the pain of being tortured was much nicer than having to physically torture someone.
They made her torture innocent people, people who were threatening the companies liability. Those poor innocent people were forced to endure the pain that she had to put up with, a pain that no one should ever be forced to feel.

Amira thought she was never going to be able to leave, she thought she was never going to feel the sun's rays on her face again. But after an incident where one of the scientists blew her arm up, which led to the activation of her other abilities. Xavier and the others were finally able to find her.

Although she pretty much was tortured in the science facility, they did teach her a few things, mainly in the ways of combat and weaponry.

{F A M I L Y}
Michael Lake - Father- Unknown
Mary Lake- Mother- Unknown.




"Family are the people who stayed, not the people who left."




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Holland Roden

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Amira Lake's Story

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Amira was currently laid on her bed starring at the ceiling of her room, she was quite overwhelmed at how big the room was. She wasn't exactly used to having something so extravagant.
When she first arrived at the institute she thought she was just going to be put in another boxed 'room' again, as well as being forced to endure countless amounts of experiments. But quite the opposite happened. Scott and Ororo were the ones who officially introduced her to the professor who made sure to make her feel comfortable as possible, which he had done, and more.

Amira hadn't exactly been at the institute for long, she spent most of her time down in one of the labs with Hank, mainly running tests on her abilities. Since Hank had been able to retrieve her files from the scientists who had tested on her before, not much testing was needed. He only really wanted to know about her limits. Amira enjoyed spending time with Hank as he shared her love of knowledge, if she wasn't in her room she was quite often found with Hank discussing information on the X-gene.

'Amira, you are to join the others who are currently headed towards the Blackbird. You are to suit up and partake in the mission' The sound of Professor Xavier's voice echoed in her mind, causing her to fall off her bed in shock. It was suffice to say she wasn't exactly used to being around other Mutants let alone ones that were capable of communicating with you via telepathy. It took Xavier a few hours to explain about Mutants when she originally arrived at the institute as she always thought she was alone.

Pulling herself up off the ground, she made her way over to the wardrobe that housed most of her clothes including her uniform. Pulling the figure tight leather uniform on was quite hard, it took her a few minutes to fully get it on. Which did include falling over a few times.
Once she was finally clothed she made her way towards hanger bay to meet the rest of her 'team'.

It was safe to say it took Amira a while to find the hanger bay and the others, she had only had one tour of the mansion since arriving and apart from leaving her room to go down to the labs or training room she hadn't explored it much so she got lost a few times before she asked a student for directions.
"If you go into the elevator there and go to the basement level, you will reach it" The student explained to her as she pointed towards the elevator that was directly behind her. Smiling to the girl and nodding her head in thanks. Entering the elevator she pressed the 'Basement' floor button, jolting slightly at the feeling of the compartment going down.

Upon entering the Hanger bay she immediately heard the sound of shouting which caused her to wince slightly. She made her way over towards the rather large black looking jet, and from what she could guess that was the Blackbird.

Upon entering the Blackbird she noticed the few familiar faces, as well as a few unfamiliar faces. Logan turned to look at her, a knowing smirk on his face. "Finally nice of you to join us red" Amira couldn't help but shift uncomfortably under his gaze, she still wasn't used to a lot of people, especially people who weren't hostile.
Shaking his head at her "This is Eternal, as of today she will be joining us in BAM" Logan gestured at her for take a seat before it was too late.
Following his instructions she looked towards everyone else. "Hi.." She spoke barely audible as she adjusted the restraints on her in the seat.

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Hailee had managed to calm herself down a little bit. Some of the people outside didn't really seem to be doing much. Some people were splashing around in the lake, but she noticed at least one person - unidentifiable from this distance - sitting out. She heard her twin mutter something, and she guessed that she had said something rude. Shaking her blonde hair, she turned away from the window and replied; "Hey, it's not like I told them or anything. I mean, it's kind of weird telling people you drowned and then miraculously survived it somehow. For some reason, it's not my fondest memory." She screwed up her nose slightly, worrying that sounded too harsh.

Her twin then asked Hailee if she wanted her to come. She gave her a skeptical look, as if she'd not been expecting her to drag Haven along anyway. There was no way Hailee was going anywhere in a huge group without her. Soon after, though, a light rapping at the door made Hailee look up from her phone. Just before the tapping at the door, a text had come in from Flynn. Hailee's stomach untwisted in relief. The text said about a calling to the War Room, and Hailee was already moving to grab her uniform and slip into it, while Haven answered the door. She wasn't surprised to see Autumn on the other side, and she offered her a cheery grin and wave.

"Crisis averted indeed." Hailee agreed as Haven moved to grab her jacket, not even zipping it up. She had to resist the urge to shake her head, but instead smiled and huffed a little breath out of her nose, which sounded a little like a laugh. She finished changing into her uniform and Hailee nodded at her twin's question, exiting the room with her and heading down to the War Room.

Hailee listened attentively to the briefing of the mission. As much as she admired Dr McCoy, she couldn't be sure about the mutation reversal thing he was suggesting, although it sparked her interest. She knew that her DNA had been taken for analysis by Dr McCoy, but she hadn't actually seen it herself. Professor X seemed to think that she shouldn't. She had no idea why, of course, but didn't argue. She wasn't sure she even wanted to see it. She didn't really listen to much else, as she was analyzing every aspect of the DNA in front of her. However, her head tilted up, and she tore her eyes away from the helix of deoxyribonucleic acid, to look over at Dr McCoy when he said the name of her team. Knowing she was about to be assigned a mission, Hailee concentrated on his next work, and her stomach tightened when he mentioned they'd be tracking down whoever had restarted the drug's manufacture. Slightly concerned, Hailee opened her mouth to speak, but closed it again, cringing at the awkwardness of it all, and how she now appeared to look like a fish. Only then did she notice her twin's discomfort, and she stretched out a hand to touch Haven's gently. She wanted her twin to be as comfortable as possible. She barely registered the fact that they were taking the X-Van, and groaned slightly under her breath. She thought it would be much cooler to go in the Blackbird, but she decided she wasn't going to complain. There wasn't much point.

She couldn't help but giggle slightly at Haven's quip at BAM's mission. "At least you get the Blackbird, twin." She grinned at the girl, disappointed that they wouldn't be going together. She felt a lot more at ease with her twin, and couldn't help the nervousness that twisted in her gut when she realized this. She could do it, though. There was Tyler and Alex and Mari if she needed them. She got up with the rest of them, waved to her twin, and sent her, Tex, Austin, Ana, Amira, Azrael, Alex, Drew and Autumn a quick telepathic message consisting of; "Good luck everyone, not that we'll need it." She smiled to herself and headed off towards the X-Van, sliding into the back seat. Soon enough she heard Tyler and Summers arguing, before the Jamaican accent of Mari told him to get in the back. She opened the door for him and waited for everyone to gather in the van. She breathed through her nose and tried to keep herself calm, especially as a spike of pain shot through her chest. Haven had gotten annoyed again, and Hailee wished she could calm her down a little, except she wasn't sure where she was, exactly, and if she could even reach her. A slight pang on loneliness hit her when she realized that - she didn't really want to be separated from her two best friends, but she realized she was going to have to do this on her own. Her previous concerns crossed her mind about the whole 'oh-yeah-we're-just-going-to-go-find-out-whether-this-drug-is-being-manufactured-and-who-by-but-we're-going-to-ignore-the-fact-we're-mutants-and-the-drug-is-activated-by-mutant-genes-so-if-any-of-us-are-captured-we're-all-screwed' thing, and she opened her mouth to ask everyone about it, but then closed it again, before leaning over to Alex, and quietly muttered; "If this drug is activated by mutant genes, why are we going out to combat it? What if this is a trap?" She swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to think over what she was going to do.

"Do we even have a plan of what on earth we're going to do once we're there?" She piped up, gaining a little confidence. "I mean, wouldn't it be a good idea to know what we're doing rather than leaving it to chance? That way we can be more organized." She suggested, trying to put forward her ideas. She didn't even know if it was a good idea, but they would be there relatively quickly and she figured that they needed at least an outline of what they were hoping to do.

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For the first time in a very long time Kai actually had some homework to do. When he just started out being a ghost the worst feeling was the absolute boredom that came from not being able to talk to anyone. Eventually he had been so bored that he started going to his old school. He was in class, even at his own desk, which was never used again after he disappeared. Not that he was very popular before, probably it was a bit of an eerie feeling sitting at a disappeared kid's desk. Aside from not making homework he pretty much did the same things as the other kids, except of course for eating, sleeping, speaking with others or having any contact with anyone.

Being part of the academy meant he had to be part of the classes as well. Writing papers was still difficult but reading was okay with the computer he had gotten from the professor. Taking it with was still a bit difficult so he was often helped by other students, which he hated. He was so damned dependant on others in this place, not really his style. If he was fully visible the computer could recognize what part of the page he was reading and he could scroll and zoom with certain gestures. He did not really need sleep or rest, but this geology chapter bored him so much that his eyes started to close. After all he had been in the library for hours now.

The relieve from his homework came from Cyclops, of all people. "We need you in the War Room Ghost, get ready for a mission." Kai turned around to one of his classmates. "Can you take care of my laptop?" He then turned to Mr. red-eye himself. "Race you to it." he said with a smile on his face. Just before he sank through the floor to get downstairs he heard some messages of good luck from his fellow students. Some of them would be pretty jealous they were not selected for a mission yet. I'm sure their time will come...

Two levels below the library he came through the ceiling of the locker room. He went to his locker to change into his uniform. He had gotten the locker that was always stuck. Not really a problem for him though. He reached through the locker door until he was sure he touched his uniform. With a slight amount of concentration the clothes he wore before were replaced with his uniform. Strange, I have a uniform, but it has actually never been worn before... He had only used it to change his appearance, he wasn't really able to wear clothes.

Flying through another two walls he ended up in the War Room, where he was in fact one of the last to show up. How can Cyclops still have beaten me to the punch? He flashed a bright smile at Hailee and stood close to Haven when they received their assignment. The mission didn't sound too hard to be honest At least he was sure Toad's spit would not end up on him, now it was his job to make sure it didn't end up on one of his team mates either. He wondered for a moment if Toad's acidic saliva would hurt Autumn more than the others, since her senses were so much stronger than those of the others.

After the briefing he immediately went on his way to the blackbird. He remembered when he was very young that flying had made him nauseous. He didn't think that would still be a problem now. Seeing the others follow him a minute later he took one of the seats in the blackbird. No need to strap in, I guess... The rest of the team received their commlinks from Tec. He wasn't really able to wear one, it basically fell right through him. It had been a laugh though when Cyclops was clearly frustrated the first time he tried to give Kai one. He would wait for further instructions from his field leader. Most probably he would have to fly with Ace or stay with Stimuli who could sense him in any case.

He thought of how he should have said something to Hailee. Some of the others had the luxury to do so telepathically, but having no official body, brain or basic existence their was no way any telepath could get through to him. He hoped she knew his thoughts were with her.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tecmessa Character Portrait: Autumn "Stimuli" Morgan Character Portrait: Azrael
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"You got it, boss!" He replied enthusiastically to his leader, he looked back "We all ready?" he asked. "Not yet, we got a few more coming, some new rookies" Ororo replied. "Cool, now I'm not the rookie!... right?" Austin said eagerly. He saw Amira walk in first. "Hi...", he replied with a happy, "Hello". He didn't introduce himself, he wanted to save the pleasantries till after the mission, for once he wanted to be as professional as possible. He saw Kai walk in and sit down, he didn't speak to him as of yet, he seem kind of quiet and distant. He saw Ollie walk in and listened to him speak before he was instructed to sit by Logan, Austin looked forward and had a strange look on his face, like he was thinking. "I'm a Virgo and I enjoy long walks on the beach, just in case any of you were wondering." He mumbled quietly to himself "That's.... something" He didn't know what to think of Ollie, he seemed strange but they haven't officially met so, he didn't want to have bad feelings about the guy. "Okay... Are we ready now?!"

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Flynn was going through all the pre-flight motions as everybody got onto the plane. He looked back at the cute redhead who just joined his team. "Mmmm, hello nurse!" He smirked as he looked her up and down. "Eternal eh? Truly a codename worthy of such beauty, and eloquence such as yourself." Flynn said with the most charming smile he could muster, and a wink. "I'm Energizer. Or Flynn. A name as smooth as your baby soft skin." He smirked, almost oozing smugness. "Welcome to the team Ginger." Sure he could go with the obvious Red nickname, but Logan already used it.

He was about ready to take off, but then two more rookies came aboard. One guy came aboard with a joke that annoyed Wolverine. 'Oh, I like him!' Flynn thought. "Yeah, I'm his favorite." Flynn smirked at Wolverine calling him a smart ass. "I'm a Aries if anyone wondered." He replied at Ollie saying his astrological sign. "Shut up, don't encourage him! And no one cares!" Wolverine snarled. "Sure, yell at the guy that's about to pilot the 2 ton military grade jet full of high school students. What could possibly go wrong." He smirked. "Ok, that had better be everyone that's accepted the Prof as their Lord, and Xavier on board. Because I'm done waiting around."

"Alright, let's get this freak show on the road!....Err, sky....whatever."
Flynn smirked as the ceiling of the hanger opened up underneath the basketball court on the mansion's grounds. He flawlessly took to the air, and they were off. "Alright, so Nature Girl, how about you make yourself useful, and go hand out peanuts or something. I would ask Wolverine, but he doesn't have the legs to pull off the stewards outfit." Flynn smirked towards his Titans counter part. He has annoyed her in a little while.

Meanwhile with the Alphas. "Alright team, BAM, and the Titans are off on their missions. You're welcome to start anytime." Cyclops stated. "The location of where the MGH is more heavily dealt is in the GPS." Cyclops said as he got into the X-Van.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Tecmessa had reentered the jet only to put her backpack away after finishing her joint, earning a lifted brow from Wolverine and Storm both as they caught a whiff of the heavy scent of marijuana floating around her. She gave them the same lifted brow. “What? He can smoke cigars laced with rat poison but I can't smoke my herbs?” She pointed a finger at Logan who only smirked and redirected his attention to the new kids walking in. Her gaze floated to Kai for a moment but it didn't linger.

Tec moved out of their way and was about to go back out when Flynn decided to take off. She knelt down to balance herself until they were in the air, ignoring Flynn's announcement of his astrological sign, agreeing heavily with Logan's statement that nobody – except perhaps the new guy – gave a damn. As he asked her to make use of herself, her hands went up. “Yeah – I'm out. Sorry, guys. But you get to suffer alone on this one.” She hung up her backpack after grabbing an apple from within, wondering if she should have packed some sandwiches. “I'll leave you with food though. Just stay the fuck away from my joints.”

Giving a cheery smile, she zipped up her jacket and pulled her hair into a ponytail before shoving the apple into her mouth, biting down to hold it there. Gaea's hands moved in front of her, waving as though washing an invisible window. There was a ripple and soon an orb of water appeared. Her hands closed to fists slowly and the orb began to slowly flatten and freeze before taking an elongated shape. “Ciao, darlings.” She gave a wave as she made sure everyone was buckled before opening a hole in the floor of the jet, falling through and closing it back up.

She could tell Ororo was tense about the action but the younger woman wasn't worried. She moved her iceboard beneath her feet and leveled her hands, feeling the element and moving it with ease. Through a mixture of manipulating her board and the air currents, she was able to ride the clouds and keep up with the jet, shouting happily over her commlink. She had to use thin but sturdy vines that sprouted from her hair to hold her headphones onto her head. “You guys don't know what you're missing! Awoooooo!” She howled to the sky with a laugh as her hair whipped behind her.

She had no issue of the wind in her eyes, creating a small visor of ice that blocked it from hitting her too much. She could almost forget that she was on a mission, closing her eyes for a moment as she moved through the clouds. With a wicked smile, she reopened her eyes and bulleted through the air, landing her iceboard on the top of the jet. She froze it to the metal, creating a barrier of ice in front of her to keep the wind from blasting her as she knelt down and simply rested. She didn't want to waste too much of her energy before she got to fight.

She reveled in the idea of actually fighting someone out on the field. There was a difference between her training spars at the mansion and her fights with the humans for her competitions. She could use her abilities and she was encouraged to give it all she had. Of course, she had to make sure that there was minimal collateral damage as well. But the thought of an all out track-and-capture brawl with another mutant was absolutely tantalizing. It also made her feel better to know that she didn't have to work with BAM on this mission. She felt a bit bad for snapping at Ana earlier, but she couldn't help it from her foul mood. Ah well – She'd have later to apologize.





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Marigold focused on getting to the coordinates once Kali had loaded herself into the van. She checked the GPS and gave a smirk when it was revealed that she was right – They were headed for Canarsie. She cranked the key and put the van into gear as soon as the engine turned over. Driving with her was always... Exciting. Whether one's excitement was from the thrill of speed and possible near death experiences or the bad sort of excitement from... Well, speed and near death experiences. You could never say that it didn't make your heart race. She was well over the speed limit, hitting ninety in a fifty zone, speeding through Westchester County. She could turn their one hour drive into a mere thirty minute drive – Fifteen if she really wanted to get there fast.

She rolled down her window and let one hand remain on the wheel while her left elbow sat on the bottom of the window sill, her fingers tapping against the hood of the car gently. She was silent the whole way there, remaining focused on the mission at hand. She took into account what Kali said and thought about it. That seemed extremely cheap for forced superhuman abilities, even if they were only temporary.

Why would they be so cheap...?

If they were cheap enough that even the kid working part-time at Burger King could buy a couple, that meant bad things for mutants. It was obvious that the original creators weren't fans of mutants. She wondered if, perhaps, they knew that people would get out of hand. It would be all too easy for them to use this to their advantage and paint mutants in a bad light. The results in the end could be absolutely catastrophic. Her hand gripped the wheel tighter as she slowed down when they finally came into the major city limits, halted by traffic.

She sighed as she found a parking garage and turned off the van before popping another one of her candies into her mouth, turning to her team. “Get dressed in your street clothes. We'll take the subway to Canarsie. Amp – Take the rookie with you. Remember – You three are looking to buy. I want you guys getting as much of this off of the street as you can. Spoiler, we'll work the competition angle and go straight for the supplier.” She got out of the van and opened up the back, finding her bag. She dug around in it before pulling out some commlinks. She didn't need them, but it was just in case. She passed them out and tested them before sighing.

“Autem.”

She spoke Latin softly and watched as stack blank rectangles of paper appeared in her hand. She snapped her hand down as through opening a fan, smirking as the blank sheets of paper fanned out and appeared to turn into money. “A simple trick but none will be the wiser. You'll need mad bank to grab the dope.” She conjured a few more thick stacks of paper, shifting their appearance as well before conjuring a small black bag and stacking them inside, passing it to Alex. “Spend it all in once place.” She gave a soft chuckle before nodding towards the exit. “Now, c'mon. We got a subway to catch.” She ran her fingers through her hair, praying that her teammates were good at acting. The last thing she needed was someone ratting them out as narcs before they succeeded in their mission.

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"Hi.."

"Hello." Azrael spoke, attempting to sound somewhat welcoming. She seemed nervous, and he couldn't blame her. It was one of her first missions. He attempted to calm her.

"Don't be nervous, you'll be fine." He spoke reassuringly. Not too long after, another new recruit showed up.

"I'm a Virgo and I enjoy long walks on the beach, just in case any of you were wondering."

"He seems, different." Azrael thought, noticing an irregular pitch pattern in his voice.

Azrael sat in the blackbird, in an awkward silence. There was a few times he attempted to make small talk, but they were unsuccessful. He decided to stay quiet, and perhaps take a nap. He shuffled around a little, attempting to get comfortable, but it wasn't easy with his wings being buckled up like they were. He drifted off into sleep not too long after. He had a dream, of what happened to his father.

A light rain tapped on the single window in an old, run down motel. Azrael had just reecently sprouted his wings, and discovered his mutation. It seemed like any other day, until a small red light came through the window. His father noticed it before he did, and dove behind the bed. Several shots rang out, before the door was blown in. Three men, armed with MP5's. His father grabbed the six-shooter he had under his pillow, while keeping cover behind the bed. He fired, killing all three. Azrael's ears began to ring. He knew this dream, it was the day his father died.

He flipped the bed up, and motioned for Azrael to get behind him. They slid out to the door, and that's when it happened. A single shot, from what Azrael assumed to be a sniper rifle, made its way through the matress, hitting his father dead in the chest. He dropped, and looked Azrael in the eyes. "Son, there's a smoke grenade in the drawer, throw it outside, and run. Run fast, and hard. Go see Rick, in New York, he can help you."

"But dad, what about you?" Azrael spoke through tears.

His father laughed. "I'm dead in the water, boy. This is the end of my story, but it's not the end of yours."

Azrael attempted to blink back tears, but they fell. "But, I can't, just, leave you here."

"Son, you either go now, or we both die, and I will not let that happen. Now, get that smoke grenade, throw it, and run. THAT'S A GOD DAMN ORDER!" His father screamed.

"Yes, sir" Azrael spoke, his voice quivering.

He ran to the drawer, two more shots rang out, as his father crawled out from behind the matress, and fired towards the rooftop, providing Azrael with enough time to pull the pin and toss the smoke. He ran out of the front door, away from the smoke, and once he was behind the building, he took flight.

Azrael startled himself awake. Several were staring at him, he must have been talking in his sleep. This wasn't good, paired with the dream he just had, and him talking in his sleep, he just told his story, to everyone. This was something nobody needed to know, this was private, personal. He looked towards Haven.

"Did I just.........." His voice was nervous, he didn't know how to react.

"Fuck." He turned his head down, clearly disappointed in himself.

He sat silently for the last few hours of the flight, nodding to BAM as they exited the blackbird. It wouldn't be long now.

Logan looked back at him, with a look of understanding, before nodding to him.

"Austin, get ready, that's our cue." He said as he unbuckled himself from his seat, opened the hatch, and jumped. It felt great, being out of the blackbird. He could finally get away from the tension. Leaping from the blackbird took him quite a while to get used to, it was a lot of G force. He dived out, and continued diving until he was about 150 feet from the ground. He expanded his wings, caught a bank, and slowly made his way into the town, searching for Toad. "Austin, take the west side of town, I'll take the east, If you spot him, do not engage, tell the others where, and we will all engage as a team, it'll be easier that way." Azuriel began slowing down, flying by apartment building windows. He managed to scare one small Asian family pretty good, he could hear the father scream, it sounded like a 12 year old girl. He chuckled lightly. He wondered how long the others would be before they arrived in town, he didn't think they'd be too long. HE noticed a man, who looked similar to toad, leaping into an alleyway. "Got him, on the corner of Vermont street, heading towards Clairon Alley. Watch out, we don't want to be spotted yet. He just turned, heading west on Alemany." "Come on guys, I can't stay hidden forever, especially not while I'm flying."

The moment that thought passed, Toad looked back, and saw Azrael. "I'm spotted, I'm going in." Azrael dove down, around thirth feet from the ground. Toad jumped backwards, and shot his saliva at Azrael. He managed to tuck and roll left, avoiding the first one. The second came fast, he spanned his wings, and rose above it. This kept up for about five minutes, And then he heard reinforcements coming, he was thankful, his wings were beginning to tire.

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"Well.... I'm a Pisces" he looked back and smiled. Logan just facepalmed. He heard Azrael, "Austin, get ready, that's our cue!", Austin cheered and unbuckled himself, "Yo, someone take co-pilot" he did a run up and leaped out of the Blackbird, "Wooooooooo!" he turned into a eagle and flew up when he nearly hit a tall building, that was fun, for him at least. "Austin, take the west side of town, I'll take the east, If you spot him, do not engage, tell the others where, and we will all engage as a team, it'll be easier that way" Austin moaned, "Finnneeeeeeeee" he flew west and surveyed the area, "Got him, on the corner of Vermont street, heading towards Clairon Alley. Watch out, we don't want to be spotted yet. He just turned, heading west on Alemany. Come on guys, I can't stay hidden forever, especially not while I'm flying. I'm spotted, I'm going in." Austin quickly flew to the alleyway, "Hang on, I'm on my way!"

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The bright, red haired girl looked at them all confused. "I'm sorry," she said quietly to Flynn, "But, what are we doing at the moment?" Ana looked down at the ground, slightly embarrassed. It's not that she wasn't listening, which she was trying to. But...she was just really confused. After looking out f the plane she felt as if she was gonna suffocate, heights weren't really her thing. Neither were people but she'd much rather talk to someone instead of being the loner people whispered about behind her back.




Really really sorry about the super short reply. I've been on a super tight schedule lately.

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Amira remained silent as multiple people joined the team on the blackbird. A few of them new like her, a few of whom she was all ready acquainted with, whilst others she had no idea who they were.
Her pale cheeks started to glow with a bright pink colour as Flynn or Energizer proceeded to flirt with her. She wasn't exactly used to his flirtatious remarks, let alone how to reply to them. "Please don't call me that" She whispered, from what she could gather from how everyone else was acting and how Logan was face palming himself multiple times this was a usual occurrence within the team.

A female voice from behind caught her attention, causing her to look back towards Tecmessa who was in the process of basically jumping out of the plane. Amira's eyes widened in shock. Was this girl suicidal? Or was she capable of flying? But since no one else seemed to be panicking she let it past.
For most of the flight she read her book, something that she felt comfort in, but that comfort soon disappeared when another body threw itself out of the jet, and from what she could remember it appeared to be Ace. "Yo, someone take co-pilot" Her eyes making their way to Reform as she watched as he as well exited the jet. She wasn't going to argue. And since no one else was making a move to Co-pilot she decided she might as well make her self somewhat useful. And luckily Hank allowed her in a simulator of piloting a jet a few times, she had also read a few books on piloting but she highly doubted they would help.

Removing the seat belt that held herself in place, she began to move towards the front of the jet, taking a seat a few metres away from Flynn. Once she was buckled in she took the headset that Reform had left, placing it on her head.
"Not entirely sure what I'm doing, but it beats doing nothing" She wasn't exactly sure if Flynn heard her but she didn't care. She liked the feeling of seeing what was in front of her.
"How far away are we anyway? She questioned.
Looking back towards the others hoping someone would answer her question, but a girl with bright red hair caught her attention. From what she could remember her name was Ana. From what Amira could tell, Ana didn't exactly look very comfortable. Either she was worried about something or she didn't like heights.

"Hey, did you know that you're more likely to die by being attacked by a cow rather than a shark" Amira didn't care if everyone thought she was crazy right now, or if she didn't make friends. But Ana didn't exactly look very calm and the worse thing to happen is for her to panic, so the best thing for her to do was keep her occupied.

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Flynn glanced over as the new girl took up the co-pilot seat. "Fair enough Ginger, just you know, don't fire any missiles, or anything. We might cause a international incident or something. Captain Canada back there won't let me shoot them. Tempted to do it anyways." Flynn smirked at her admittance to not knowing exactly what to do. "We all start somewhere. Well except me, this much awesomeness is just something you're born with." He continued to smirk. Flynn accelerated the Blackbird even faster, all with a slightly psychotic smile on his face. "We shouldn't be too far away to the drop off."

"Hey Sunshine! You're not gonna up-chuck are ya?"
Flynn asked Ana with his usual brand of smugness mixed in with some genuine concern. "Ok then. That's....uh....interesting?" Flynn replied to Amira randomly spewing out facts about dying. "Well, I guess that makes sense. I'd say a good chunk of that percentage is from Spain. Bull fighters, and all.....wait, are we talking milking cows or bulls? Meh, whatever. They had better not replace Shark Week with a....Bovinae Week or something. Cows are not badass." Flynn shrugged. They soon arrived to Sanctuary, Nevada. A small town in the middle of the desert.

Wolverine, and BAM were dropped off outside the town, and Titans were taken to San Francisco. Outside of Sanctuary was a large steel wall that surrounded the entire town. "So, do we ring a door bell? Or what....?" Flynn sarcastically asked. Wolverine rolled his eyes as he led the team to the town. A large gate opened as they approached, and they were greeted by several different Mutants. "Take us to Forge. He's expecting us." Logan ordered to the Mutants. They looked at each other, and then nodded as they showed them the way.

Sanctuary was a technological marvel of a town, thanks to Forge's Mutant ability. They were taken to a building in the center of town, and shown inside. Inside was Forge, a black man with a X shaven in his hair, and a wall full of computer monitors. "Logan? Charles sent you?" Forge asked in surprise. "Nice to see you too." Logan said as they shook hands. "This is BAM. It's their first full-fledge mission." Logan introduced them. "Sup?" Flynn smirked. "Name's Flynn. Or Energizer." Flynn greeted. Forge reached out his right hand to shake Flynn's.

Flynn shook his hand, but something was off about it. "I lost my real hand, so I built me a cybernetic replacement. My right leg's bionic as well. It's a long story." Forge explained. "Cyborgs? Awesome." Flynn muttered. "Alright, what'd you call us here for?" Logan asked getting straight to the point. "Right, forward as always." Forge said as he went over to the monitors. He brought up several different images of different Mutants that have gone missing.

"Sanctuary is tolerated by the MRD, and government because we are completely neutral in the Mutant conflict. We're full of Mutants who can barely fight, and just want to live their lives in peace. But over the last four weeks we've lost thirty citizens." Forge explained. "They just disappeared. No trace. Not even our best tracker here could find them." Forge then pointed over at the other man. "And he is?" Flynn asked. "Name's Bedlam." Bedlam stated. "I can track others by sensing their unique bio-electrical signature. And they've just disappeared. I can't find them."

"Wow. Your powers are lame." Flynn smirked. Bedlam just glared at him. "Jesse that's enough. We need you guys to help us find them. We've got security footage from when they disappeared, but we haven't found anything. You're free to look." Forge said bringing the conversation back on track.

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"Alright, alright. Listen up you bunch of codgers, if ya want to join the Brotherhood then you're gonna have to prove yourself." Toad shouted at a bunch of Mutants in an abandon building in Chinatown. There were at least twenty Mutants there, all wanting to be apart of the Brotherhood. "If ya manage to succeed, and live through your mission, then you're one of us. Now let's get down to brass tax..."

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A guy somewhere in his early teens knocked on the door of a run down apartment building in Brooklyn. The door cracked open a little bit. "Password?" A voice asked from the other side. "Strigiform." The guy answered. The door swiftly shut, and then opened back up. "Come on in." A extremely thin man greeted as he motioned for him to come inside. Once the guy came inside, the door was quickly shut. The skinny man locked several locks before he turned back to the guy.

"Umm...hi....do you have...." The guy stuttered nervously. "Chill out kid. I got what cha want. Call me uncle Porter. And uncle Porter always has what ya need." Porter said as he took out a small baggy of pills. "What cha want? Super-strength? Flight? Telekinesis?" Porter asked.

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Haven listened on as the man called Forge and the other man called Bedlam went on.
"I can track others by sensing their unique bio-electrical signature. And they've just disappeared. I can't find them."
Haven took a breath. She could locate them...if they were dead.

"Wow. Your powers are lame."Flynn smirked and Haven rolled her eyes. "Do you have to be a dick right now?"She huffed knowing she'd be ignored. Believe it or not, Haven was the more mature of the two, which was saying quite a bit. Bedlam just glared at him. "Jesse that's enough. We need you guys to help us find them. We've got security footage from when they disappeared, but we haven't found anything. You're free to look." Forge said, back on topic. " I can help, but I need one personal effect from each of the missing..."She said and sighed and extended her hand. "Sorry, I'm Nightshade, I should warn you though, you don't want me to find them... I can locate them if they are dead..." She said and both men looked at her oddly. Haven was quite the odd sort and she knew it, but considering where she was, she could actually fit right in...besides that she could go cosmic at any second, should she get angry enough . "Long story if I do locate them, and they aren't dead...chances are we have a bigger problem." She warned them after her eyes darted toward Logan for a brief moment.

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"Oh, and there is one more thing you should see. It's.....weird. It's....hard to explain." Forge said as he motioned for them to follow him. "Weird? Do I want to know what registers as 'weird' for a cyborg?" Flynn asked. "Probably not." Wolverine stated. It has to be something truly strange to leave a experienced man like Forge speechless. Forge led them outside the building, and walking towards a house that has yellow police tape around it. Wolverine stopped for a moment, and looked around. He sniffed the air, and tilted his head as if listening for something. "Timmy stuck in a well Lassie?" Flynn smirked. Wolverine rolled his eyes, and gave him a anger shoulder bump, almost knocking Flynn over.

Forge brought them to the house of the latest victim. "This place is owned by Miss Flannigan. She has electrokenic abilities. She has two sons. Sean, ten years old, and Jake, eight. They are currently staying at my place. She likes those medical drama shows, and tending to a flower garden. She has very lovely tulips, even here in the desert. She just vanished. What am I supposed to tell her kids?" Forge stated as he ducked down underneath the tape, and entered the house.

Wolverine was about to say something, but was cut off by Flynn. "Tell them that we're going to do everything in our power to find her. No one should grow up without a parent, and they won't. I promise." Flynn answered as he ducked down underneath the tape. That was probably the most serious, and sincere sentence he said all day long. A small smile of pride started to creep across Wolverine's face. It quickly went away when he sniffed the air again. He looked around, and saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Inside the house, it was a wreck, obviously there was a struggle. Scorch marks, most likely lightning blasts, littered the walls. There was dirt, and broken flower pots on the floor. But the oddest thing about the room was a large chunk of the floor was missing, it was like it was perfectly cut in a circle. Next to, a few feet from it was a large circular hole in the wall. There was a table next to the holes that was missing a chunk of the edge. The places were perfectly smooth, no rough edges, no anything. There was another hole in the floor in the center of the room.

"The kids, did they see anything? Were they hurt?" Flynn asked Forge. "No, they were playing with some other children. We have footage that confirms this. She was all alone." Forge replied. Flynn went over to the table, and ran his fingers around the edge of the missing chunk. Wolverine went over to the center of the room, and sniffed at the hole. "These cuts are almost laser precise. I don't think even Cyclops could make this clean of a cut." Flynn stated. Wolverine's eyes shifted around the room as he sniffed the air. Something was off.

Flynn watched Wolverine carefully. He knew he wouldn't be acting this way unless something was up. Wolverine's eyes looked around. Flynn watched his eyes. Flynn's eyes darted left, and right as he was thinking. Flynn looked over at a pile of dirt that was near where Wolverine was staring. Flynn held up his hand, and clenched it in a fist. His fist was suddenly covered in his purple neon energy. Flynn blasted the pile of dirt that sent it flying across the room. Some of the dirt stopped in midair. Flynn fired another blast at the floating dirt.

He blasted something into the nearby wall hard enough to leave a large crack. "What the hell?!" Forge shouted. Then a body started to flicker in, and out of visibility. "Good work Scooby. Sorry, left the Scooby-Snacks at home." Flynn smirked as he walked over the invisible stranger. The man was in a high-tech looking white suit with tubing running around his entire body. He was wearing a round glass helmet over a metal with a blue visor instead of a face, and obscured it. You could not see any part of his body. It gave him a real 'space man' look.

Flynn firmly placed his foot on the stranger's chest, and held his energized fist up to his face. "This place near Area 51 or somethin'? We are in Nevada after all." Flynn smirked. "Thought I heard another heartbeat. Just couldn't smell anything." Wolverine explained. "I've never seen anyone like him before." Forge said as he moved in closer to get a better look. The man came to, and aimed his right hand at Flynn. A blue bolt of energy shot at Flynn. Flynn held out his hand, and absorbed the energy. "Sucks for you." Flynn smirked as he took the stranger by his collar.

Flynn lifted him up in the air, and slammed him in the wall behind him. "Who are you?! Where's the missing mutants?!" Flynn demanded as his hands glowed with energy. But the man didn't say a thing. "Read his mind." Wolverine ordered Ollie. Then a chuckle started to bellow from the man that soon turned into a sinister laugh. "What's so funny chuckles?! I haven't gotten to the part where I beat you until candy comes out!" Flynn smirked with a twisted grin. "Mutant dogs! That won't work on me. I'm genetically superior!" He spoke the truth, if Ollie tried to use telepathy on him, all he would get is static.

"You're not the first person to call me a dog. But I wonder how it will sound when I'll squishing your head like a grape under my heel? if you don't want to find out, then talk!" Flynn demanded as he slammed him against the wall again. "Does he always act so.....Wolverine-ish?" Forge whispered to Haven. "I am stronger, I am purer then you....mutie. We are the true next stage of evolution. Not. You." The man stated with distain. "Pure huh? Well I'm not gonna pretend to be that, but honestly? All I can think about is peeling you out of that suit like a banana."

The man started to breath heavily in a somewhat panicked way. "Don't like that much huh?" Flynn then looked down at the hoses on his suit. "These look important." He smirked as he grabbed hold of it. He squeezed it tightly. The man started to gasp desperately for air, and struggled to try to push Flynn away. "Ready to talk? Maybe I should just rip this suit off you, and see that pretty face?" Flynn smirked. Forge started to step forward to stop him, but Wolverine stopped him.

The man shook his yes, and Flynn let go of the hose. "Talk. Fast. You're starting to seriously piss me off." The man gasped for air before he started breathing normally. "Twenty miles away. Bunker in the ground. That is where the cattle is." The man answered. "Good boy." Flynn smirked. He then threw the man across the room. Before he could get up Flynn charge him. He gave him a powerful punch to the helmet of the man with enough force to knock him out, and crack the glass of his helmet.

"You got someplace to hold him?" Flynn asked Forge. "Yeah. I'll have him taken care of." Forge answered. "Can we borrow a car? Promise not to scratch it." Flynn asked with a charming smile.



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Storm brought the Blackbird around to pick up the girls, and Toad, having the boys already inside. Storm stepped outside, and looked over there work. "Well done. For the most part. All in all I would give you a C.....plus. You must all work together. Even if your team runs off head first, you are they're leader Tecmessa. You must learn to lead them. They're failures are yours as well. That's just part of the burden of leadership." Storm said with warm smile as she placed her hand on her shoulder. "But still, well done for your first mission. You'll all have to have a few sessions in the Danger Room for teamwork when we get back to the mansion."

They were soon interrupted by the arrival of the MRD. Several armored Humvees, and prisoner transportation vans drove up towards them. Several MRD soldiers poured out of the vehicles, and took aim at the Titans. A physically fit man in his 50s came through the crowd of soldiers, making them almost part. This man had a large, familiar looking three clawed scar on the side of his head. "Uh oh." Storm muttered. "Let me handle this."

"Colonel Moss, you're looking well."
Storm said as she stepped forward. Moss looked her over, and then at the Titans with distain. "Toad is to be taken into our custody. You and you're....X-Men are to be detained as well for questioning." He ordered. "We just got a bunch of his flunkies attacking a medical R&D facility. They lead us here. You might be tolerated, but this is still our jurisdiction. We are the law." He stated. "We will cooperate anyway we can. I'm sure you can agree that the capture of a Brotherhood Member is a huge win. We can work something out."

Although it couldn't be seen, a sinister grin crept across Toad's face. "Bag Toad up. Get in the vans. We're taking you to the local base." Moss ordered. "We must do as they say. As much as we don't like it, we are on the same side." Storm whispered to the team.



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"So...um...Porter....how long until it starts working?" The buyer asked nervously. "It'll be a minute kid." Porter answered. Inside the apartment was three other guys. "Have you been taking the stuff?" The buyer asked, trying to make small talk. "Once man. All I needed." Porter answered.