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Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane

Nobody knows what the future holds..., or do they?

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

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{N A M E}
Tyler Coltrane

{C O D E N A M E}
Spoiler

{N I C K N A M E}
Spoiler Alert, Preview

{A G E}
19

{G E N D E R}
Male

{R O L E}
The rich guy

{H A I R C O L O R}
Dark Brown

{E Y E C O L O R}
Green

{S E X U A L I T Y}
Straight




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"Hell is empty, all the devils are here."




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{H E I G H T}

6'2"

{W E I G H T}

187 lbs.

{A P P E A R A N C E}

Tyler usually wears the most comfortable clothes he can find, which is jeans and a shirt. For shoes he is a little bit more picky, he will only wear DC shoes in his free time. Tyler always wanted to have tattoos when he was younger, but his father never allowed it. Now that he doesn't speak to his father any more, he has all the opportunity, but he has not gotten a tattoo yet so far.
His uniform is quite simply black of color. The only special thing he has is a blindfold that he sometimes chooses to wear in order to concentrate better.




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"A fool thinks himself to be wise, but a wise man knows himself to be a fool."




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{P E R S O N A L I T Y}
Tyler always tries to be the mysterious guy of the bunch, when in high school he once learned that was the cool thing to do. However it is not easy to be so mysterious when you blur everything out like he does. He pretty much wears his heart on his sleeve and is an open book to most.
Growing up Tyler was intelligent, but disinterested. He went to school merely because he had to, but he never put much work into it. Because of this and other small things his father always called him lazy whenever he saw his son. Thankfully that wasn't that much since his dad worked a lot. Tyler grew up mostly with nannies, who did not really stop him from doing anything bad. As such he grew up as a brat and was spoiled in many ways. Apparently his father had the philosophy: If I'm not there, than at least my money." It also made sure Tyler was, and in many ways still is, a bit of a loner. Tyler was always much more soft-hearted than his father. He gave away money to his friends family if they needed it and he sponsored charities from the age of 12 without his father realising. He is not only generous with money, but also with his friendship, smiles and time.

{P O W E R S}
Tyler can see the future in various ways. First of all he has flash-precognition. With his eyes, nose and ears he absorbs the present, while in his mind he constantly sees, smells and hears one minute into the future. This means he sees things before they happen, this works only for his direct surroundings, what he could normally see or hear. There is no way where he could see the future in another place, unless he is watching TV or listening to radio. There he also see or hears a minute into the future. It really sucks to watch a scary movie with him, 'cause you exactly know when the scary thing is going to happen.
Secondly he can look further into the future while meditating, but it is still limited to his surroundings. This works simple, the longer he meditates the farther he can look into the future. Tyler needs to concentrate for this and the slightest thing can interrupt his meditation.
Lastly there are the dreams. While dreaming Tyler can see very far in the future, even years, however he has no control at all in regards to his dreams. He used to write down his dreams as soon as he woke up to remember them better.

{W E A K N E S S E S}
His powers are a constant drain on his health. It's like watching to TV-screens at the same time which gives him a constant headache. At times he uses his blindfold to block out the present. From his flash precognition he is still able to move without bumping into anything or anyone.
After meditating he experiences heavy migraines. He used to have this all the time, but with experience it does become less. His meditations are easily disturbed and he would have to start all the way from the beginning again.
His dreams are more a handicap than a benefit. He has no control at all and the events in his dream could be years from now.





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"There is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so."




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{L I K E S}
❤ Listening to classic rock music
❤ Apples
❤ The sun
❤ Certain scented oils, since they help with his headaches
❤ Cartoons
❤ Cooking
❤ Having his own room
❤ Long showers

{D I S L I K E S}
✘ Coffee
✘ Dreaming
✘ Cold weather
✘ Rodents and reptiles
✘ Horror movies
✘ His father
✘ Being in pictures
✘ Anything with raisins in it

{F E A R S}
His father will hunt him down and kill him in his goal to remove mutants from this world.
Being cast out of the X-men.
Seeing his own death before it happens.

{ H O P E S/ D R E A M S}
For a peaceful coexistence between humans and mutants.
To find a home and to share it with someone special.
To get rid of his headaches.

{S K I L L S}
Talented cook.
Can handle anything on wheels, including but not limited to: cars, motorcycles, skateboard, planes.
Is pretty fast on foot.




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"What's done can't be undone."




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{H I S T O R Y}
Tyler was born into the wealthy family of the Coltrane's. His great-grandfather had started a lucrative business which still lasted up to and including Tyler's father. When he was 2 years old his mother died in a car crash, and although there were many volunteers, his father never got married again. So Tyler grew up as an only child. Looking back he might as well have been an orphan, since his dad did not stop by the house much. Mostly there were nannies looking after him. However, after every semester the nanny would be fired since Tyler's grades were not as high as he wanted them to be. Instead of blaming his lazy son, he usually blamed the nannies.

Tyler was not dumb at all, but he had no interest in school whatsoever. It was boring, but unfortunately it was also mandatory. Whatever time he spend out of school he usually used for racing with bikes, skateboards and later, cars. He even had his own small plane when he was 16 years old. From the age of 14 Tyler started having migraines. They became quite heavy, but the doctors could not find out what caused it. They usually advised to get enough sleep, but there was another problem there. Tyler was being hunted by unpleasant and very lifelike dreams. He experienced more deja vu's than ever before and at one point even recognized exactly what would happen.

It was not long before Tyler found out what exactly was going on. He basically saw double, once in the present time, and once in the very near future. He started abusing his gift soon after. In school he could see in his mind when one of the other kids would give the right answer, and Tyler would give hat answer instead. When running away after shop lifting he could see where the cops would come from, so he could go the other way. He would kiss a girl unexpectedly and know if he should dive away for the punch that followed or not. He got into fights where he beat every opponent, simply because he knew all their moves before they did.

His classmates and even his nanny knew there was something wrong with him. Unfortunately his nanny informed his dad who got professionals to look into it, without Tyler knowing. Tyler's father was a big anti-mutant supporter and funded the government and certain companies in the aid against mutants. Not only hating mutants, but also from a business perspective he disowned his son, and threw him out of the house. For some time he lived in the streets making money by stealing it. He became known in the streets and by the local authorities, but due to his powers they were never able to get to him. He was always just one step ahead.

After about a year on the streets he found there was a whole different group of people looking for him. Initially running away from them, he stopped running when he heard a voice in his mind. The voice, belonging to Charles Xavier, informed him what they came here to do. As instructed Tyler waited for them to come and pick him up and just before Scott Summers wanted to introduce himself Tyler spoke:" Yeah Summers, nice to meet you too."

Being at the mansion for a short while now, Tyler is enjoying himself. He likes meeting people who are like-minded and he has the feeling he wants to help others feel at home at the mansion as much as he does.

{F A M I L Y}
Benedict Coltrane | father | 50 years old | Billionaire intends to bring down the mutant race
Anne-Beth Coltrane-Wilkins | mother | passed away at 28 years of age, when Tyler was only 2 years old




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"The rest is silence."




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{C O L O R}
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{F C}
Grant Gustin


So begins...

Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane's Story

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Once Haven and Hailee arrived, She sat at the back,her arms folded across her chest as Dr. Hank Mcoy walked in. She hadn't seen him in a while. She arched an eyebrow at him as he spoke.

When he mentioned the X-gene she flinched. When Logan first brought her in, they weren't sure if she were a mutant at all. Dr. McCoy analyzed her DNA and found that she was indeed a mutant. She'd like to shove that ab report down Magnus' throat...She wasn't a demon, or some half baked scheme from the witches...she was a mutant..and they treated her like she was something else. She caught Autumn's gaze. The Nether was reacting to her anger and the Brit felt it. She shook it off.

Then finally Logan and Storm went on about there mission. It was so stupid that she wasn't on the same team as Hailee. Honestly. The Nether and Aether working together, Yin and Yang, They'd be in perfect balance.
That was fine though, she'd be able to let loose and should she freak out a bit, Hailee wouldn't have to feel it Stupider still, was that she wasn't the one the team that would be searching for Toad. She wanted to find that slimy little freakaziod and dissected his froggy ass. Guilt by association was good enough for her.
"Terrific...There's a mission involving the Brotherhood and I'm not on it...." She sneered. She turned to her twin."I get to find some missing Murlocks...isn't today my lucky day?" Before following her mention and her captain out the door and toward the Blackbird. She saw the two going back and forth about what not to do and Haven shook her head. "Do me a favor will ya,Cap and try not to kill us all, I don't wanna die on a plane, not how I saw my end." She said patted him on the shoulder before taking a seat and strapping herself down tight. She wasn't particularly afraid of heights but she wasn't overly fond of them either.

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Autuamn took a breath after Haven calmed herself and listened to the good doctor speak. He was uncomfortable, it didn't take her powers to see that. She knew what it was like, they all did really, to feel like just wishing it would go away, that you could wake up in the morning and just be normal. Tessa and Professor Monroe would have her hide if they heard her say that but it was true. There were days that she just didn't want to hear everyone's conversations and late night...activities, she didn't want to smell when a boy wasn't too hygienic or when a girl was going through her cycle. It was more then she needed to know and sometime it was too much. She abandoned the thoughts and listened on.

Fear struck her then, as Professor Monroe went on about their mission. Toad wasn't going to come easily and she'd have to touch him. She knew she would, if she was going to be any use to the team, she'd have to sense him, sniff him out and try not to gag. She had a swallow a few times not to gag right now. She looked at her team Captain, nervousness and anxiety etched on her soft features. She tried to appear unafraid for her team but Tessa knew her well enough to know better then that. "Well, first mission...This is good. Right...A good thing." She said, though she smiled she looked absolutely horrified.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Austin looked happy when Hank McCoy came in, for he was pretty good allies and friends with the Doctor, he surprising listened through the whole mission briefing as soon as they were finished he walked out to the men's locker and put on his uniform, "First mission, taking down a Brotherhood grunt, this is gonna be sick! I dibs on co-pilot!" He ran to the hanger and sat in the co-pilot's seat next to Flynn and strapped himself in. "This is gonna be sweet!" He had a massive smile on his face. "This thing's got some sick gear!" He admired everything about the Blackbird, "Heavy duty weapons, advanced maneuverability, turbo thrusters, the whole package!" Austin just kept babbling on about the ship, not many were actually listening. Sometimes you couldn't even understand what he was talking about at all, some people found it a nuisance and kinda irritating. Cmon hurry up people, he got a job to do, he thought, he didn't bother saying it aloud because It was quite obvious he was growing a little impatient but he was actually early, so he tried to wait as patiently as he could.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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The young woman listened carefully as Hank spoke, debriefing them on their mission. She cursed herself inwardly for not knowing this already for all the time she spent in the slums for fights. Then again, Logan generally tried to make sure that she didn't stay any longer than she needed to once a fight was done. She could definitely see how this drug was a bad thing and it made her sick. How dare they try to tamper with nature! She couldn't help but to be angry at Hank as well. Her mood darkened while the teams were being assigned, angrily shoving her iPad into her backpack. Hank noticed the change in her and reached out but she immediately jerked away from his touch with a scoff. Charles didn't even bother trying to say anything, knowing that it'd be futile. She'd talk about it when she was ready. She headed into the jet, not even bothering to complain about Francis flying the Bird. It was then that Ana spoke up. "Knowing Toad, he should be somewhere around there. Also knowing him he's gonna try to throw you off balance, so watch all sides. Oh. Also, if you want to draw him out. Your best bet would to let me go first..."

“You're going to Nevada. With your team. I'm taking my team to California. I appreciate the information but my team's got this. We'll let you know how it goes when we pick you guys back up.” She gave a sigh and shook her head as she explained to Ana the circumstances. “Pay attention at the meetings. Knowing this stuff is important.” She moved to sit next to Ororo who put a hand on her leg. “What the hell's wrong with them?” Ororo gave a soft smile before giving her leg a soft squeeze. “Relax; She's still a rookie, remember? And she was just trying to help.” Gaea gave a shake of her head, causing her ebony curls to bounce. “Not her. Though she could stand to pay more attention to debriefs. I mean them. Humans. And Hank. What the fuck was he thinking?! What is there to cure? We're not... Diseased!” She felt insulted and betrayed as her voice rose into a yell, bringing a surge of heat that emanated from her body that made the flowers in her hair wilt. “Hank's supposed to be on our side. Not theirs.” Her hands curled into fists and her nostrils flared as she wondered about the mutants that they experimented on, wondering how many of them died... How many weren't willing.

She leaned her head back before getting back up and moving towards one of the panels, pulling open a drawer. She grabbed one of the communication devices, tilting her head and placing it into her ear. She grabbed a few more and placed them into her teammates' ears before heading out of the jet. “I'll be outside.” She made sure that her commlink was working before exiting the hangar. A blast of air under her feet lifted her up to the top of the jet. Placing her hands above her, she parted the metal and concrete with relative ease before shooting up to the basketball court. She had made sure to open the hangar overhead slowly, giving any kids above a chance to exit. She moved over to the fence where she crouched down with a light sigh and pulled her hat off to pull her headphones over her ears. Placing the hat back on, she shifted on her music before pulling out a joint. She was pissed. She used the tip of her finger to light it, inhaling the thick smoke with closed eyes as she felt a familiar, yet foreign, anger well up inside of her, making her skin crawl. “Ace, you be my eyes in the sky when we get to Cali. Reform, you fly with him. Toad runs, you hit the ground and keep him away from general population. Stimuli, you're with me. Steer clear of his tongue and that spit.” She spoke over the commlink to her teammates before turning her music up a bit louder.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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Tyler waited patiently for the rest f the teams to come in. Autumn was one of the last to arrive, changed and with a hint of revenge on her face. She sat down next to Tessa and turned her back to Tyler for the briefing. When the Professor started talking Tyler had to disagree with his comment about the War Room. Tyler personally wasn't as much excited as he was filled with doubt. It was obvious to him that he was one of the weak points in any of the teams. He wondered if he had enough training with Cyclops to go on mission and be part of the Alphas.

Only a few seconds after starting Beast entered the room. Tyler really liked him, he was smart and one of the most kind-hearted people Tyler had ever met. It had been a bit strange at first to sit on the couch next to what could best be described as a blue gorilla, but he had gotten used to it. The holographic display showed a bunch of Chinese signs as far as Tyler was concerned. When Beast stepped forward Tyler recognized he was not very happy about the things he would tell them. No genius intellect was needed to see it was going to be personal for him. Hearing about the Brand Corporation Tyler stiffened up a bit. The company was well known to him, or more specifically his father. His father used to be on of the major shareholders of the Roxxon Energy Corporation, the mother company of Brand. When it came out that Brand wanted to create mutants for profit his father had backed out. He was fiercely against anything mutant, and creating more was not really on his to-do list. Tyler living on the street after being disowned by his father kind of had the same origins, were it not his father actually wanted him dead.

From body language Tyler noticed some people snorting at the term 'cure'. He knew the general idea in this place was that there was no cure for their mutation as it was not a disease. Although Tyler agreed with this mostly, he could see some mutants not wanting to be mutants. Beast had no possibility to go up in a crowd, always standing out and always having people judge you must be difficult. For himself, walking around with a constant headache doesn't really spell out the next part of evolution to him, and what of Autumn's panic attacks. Whatever the reason was for mutants to exist, Tyler was pretty sure evolution had nothing to with it. Evolution grows out of necessity, monkeys needed to evolve to walk on two legs, to grow, to survive. Shooting a laser beam out of your eyes is not one of those necessities, neither is controlling the weather, metal or earth itself.

After the briefing Tyler went for the exit of the War Room. Passing Autumn he put her hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "Get home safe." Afterwards he went to his locker in order to put on his uniform. Seeing as they might not want to stand out too much on this mission he threw his street wear in a backpack and took it with him to the garage. Guess flying the Blackbird will be for another time... He had been asking Scott to give him lessons, as he was usually good with any kind of vehicle. It helps of course if your reaction speed is way above a normal person. Seeing the future has its perks. So far Scott had denied him every single time, saying he could only get lessons if his other skills in the field were at a better level.

When walking up to the X-van he saw Cyclops already standing there. Tyler brought up his hand to his forehead. "Spoiler reporting for duty, sir!" He could not suppress a slight smile, although strict, military was not Cyclops style. He threw his backpack in the trunk and walked up to the driver's seat. "Any chance I'm getting the keys today?"Cyclops shrugged his shoulders. "That is a question for your field leader, I'm driving back seat." As she was not there yet Tyler stood next to Cyclops waiting for the rest. He wondered if they would pose as possible buyers, or if he would get in contact with some of his past friends. After all, I've lived on the streets of Brooklyn for about a year.

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Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa Character Portrait: Alex Carter Character Portrait: Marigold
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“Peering through the dark abyss and sensing that something is amiss. Darling Haven has lost it again, with so much hatred and anger... She will never win.”

The soft Jamaican accent of the one known as Enchantress came from within the library, her head lifting as she felt her skin crawl. She could feel the Nether plane fluxing, again, and assumed that it was Haven losing her shit again. She sighed and turned her head as her phone vibrated. She snapped her fingers and closed her books, watching as the phone lifted and turned on. Her head tilted as she read the text with a soft chuckle. She didn't have any plans for the day – She hadn't even bothered showing up for training. She knew that she was going to get an earful from Scott for it, but she had studying to do. The phone clattered to the table as she redirected her attention to the books and papers before her, her strange and bright eyes swirling with the galaxies as the pages turned quickly of their own accord. She was content with the solace and silence found within the library, reveling in her studies. Professor Xavier had given her more research to study and she was determined to analyze every bit of information that he'd given her.

Image She didn't have too long before she received another text, eliciting another sigh from her as she checked her phone again. It was from Francis this time, sent as a group message to rally everyone into the War Room. They had a mission. Giving a nod to nobody at all, she rose from her seat and began to pack her reading material into her bag. Shoving her phone into her back pocket, she waved a hand in front of her before taking a step forward. She disappeared from the library and reappeared in her room in the attic. It was once the room of Ororo Monroe before she took a more...conventional living space. Marigold liked it because it was closed off from everyone else, providing her with time to herself when she wanted it. It also had a lot more space for her to work with. Everything was stored neatly in its place, lit dimly by glowing orbs floating in the air. She hung her bag on a rack before grabbing another. Humming to herself, she moved to a nearby table containing a number of phials and beakers with colorful liquids and dust held within them. “A powder for sleep, blue liquid for ice. A dash of this gold will leave you paralyzed.” She spoke to herself as she equipped herself with her potions and a few crystals before taking a step back, leaving her attic room and reappearing in the locker room just as Tecmessa was leaving.

Unseen, she closed her eyes. “Aures noctuae.” Her voice was a whisper as her fingers traced a short, intricate pattern into the air. Runes of blue glowed briefly before slamming against her snow white face, causing the dark lines that formed a fashionable design to emit the same blue glow as the rune. She felt the magic surge through her with the spell, her head tingling with a delightful rush. “This, my young friends, is the X-Hormone Mutagen. Or as it's more commonly known, Mutant Growth Hormone, MGH for short...” She could hear the discussion going on the the War Room down the hall. She set her bag down and moved to her locker, opening it with a wave of her hand. Her uniform of leather was there, its bright violet trim alluring to her inner fashionista. Snapping her fingers, she replaced the clothes that she had already been wearing with the uniform hanging in the locker. She moved around a bit, rotating her shoulders and doing a few squats to break in the black costume a bit more before grabbing her bag and letting her ponytail down, black curls bouncing against her shoulders. She didn't bother entering the War Room, heading out for the garage. Hearing footsteps approaching, she disappeared through another portal with a wave of her hand, just in time to leave no trace by the time Tyler had entered the locker room.

She could hear Gaea's angry shouting, shaking her head. She felt the same way and knew that there was going to be some venting later. For now, she had to focus on her primary objective – Get to the X-Van, get to Brooklyn, and find the supplier. “This is so 21 Jump Street, though likely a more difficult feat.” She reappeared next to the X-Van, placing her backpack carefully into the trunk. “Keys, please.” She held out her hand as she summoned the keys, no doubt from Cyclops' pocket. Smirking, she slid into the driver's seat and closed the door, not yet starting the vehicle. She waited instead, placing her feet upon the dash and snapping her fingers. Papers appeared in her hand and she was soon reading more of Professor Xavier's work. Her hearing spell faded but she didn't need it to know that Scott and Tyler were right outside of the van. The silent woman of mystery rolled down her window and grinned at the young man. “Sorry, Rookie. But not today. I've lived in the city since I was just a bae. I know them best, it's not even a contest. You can ride in the back and take care of the sacks. Seniority rides front seat on this beat, kids take the rear. We clear?” She offered a grin that, mixed with her facial appearance, looked a bit frightening to most. She could hear Scott chuckling as he got into the van while they waited for Alex and Hailee to show.

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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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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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Alex listened carefully to Dr McCoy as he explained the drug. It was a difficult line to tread. He understood why someone might make a 'cure', so to speak, for the mutations. Not everyone wanted this life, of hiding and fighting. Not everyone was cut out for it. Had Dr McCoy's drug worked, it might not have been such a bad thing. But to suggest that their mutations needed curing, like they were some kind of disease? Alex could understand why so many mutants and mutates got riled up about the suggestion. Surely the idea of a cure more than added fuel to the fire of the anti-mutant camp.

"We've found evidence of the drug here in Brooklyn. Alphas, you have been tasked to find out whose brought this drug back to life."

Alex looked up to Dr McCoy. He was not expecting a recovery for their first mission as a team. Still, they could have just been thrown in at the deep end, whatever that was. Cyclops stepped forward, ""We'll be taking the X-Van. Now I'll be supervising, but the mission is up to you. I'm just to observe, and interfere if necessary. So will Wolverine, and Storm to their respected teams."

Alex waited until they were dismissed, grabbing his bag from his locker before following Marigold and the team to the X-Van. "This is so 21 Jump Street, though likely a more difficult feat," Marigold said, throwing a pack into the trunk. She took the keys from Cyclops, unlocking the van. Alex slid in the back, sat behind Marigold. Tyler was insisting on being shotgun. Alex shook his head. With Cyclops and Marigold riding, Tyler didn't have a chance of claiming shotgun. "Sorry, Rookie. But not today. I've lived in the city since I was just a bae. I know them best, it's not even a contest. You can ride in the back and take care of the sacks. Seniority rides front seat on this beat, kids take the rear. We clear?”

Sat in the back of the X-Van, Alex waited for them to start driving to the location. Hailee leaned across to him, ""If this drug is activated by mutant genes, why are we going out to combat it? What if this is a trap?"

"We need to get it off the streets. If they're targeting humans, that's going to be a lot of mutates walking around with poor control of their powers which is gonna be dangerous for everyone involved." Alex answered.

""Do we even have a plan of what on earth we're going to do once we're there?" Hailee continued, this time her question directed more generally, ""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."

Alex looked around Marigold's seat, "What's the plan boss?"

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The van filled up rather quickly and at this point, they were just waiting for Kali. She eyed Alex as he moved to the backseat, listening carefully as he and Hailee spoke before giving a light smirk. She snapped her fingers, a small satchel that looked like a primordial coin appearing in her hand. She reached in and plucked out what looked like a piece of strawberry flavored candy. Holding up a finger to her crew to indicate to give her a moment, she popped the candy into her mouth and allowed it to dissolve against her tongue. Her eyes closed as the lines on her face began slowly fading away along with the pale complexion, seeming to simply sink into her flesh. The swirling galaxy of colors that were eyes began to shift as well, first to violet and then to brown.

She glanced into the mirror to see that she now looked like an ordinary human. But that wasn't the work of the candy. The candy had entered her system, its magical effects seeping into the magic that flowed through her veins. She parted her lips and a nearly entirely different voice came forth. “I was thinking that we just run in, guns blazing, beating people up for answers and whatnot.” Her new voice was dripping with sarcasm, not a hint of a rhyme or her thick accent. She actually sounded, for once, like she was from the Bronx. Her old school chums back in the Bronx would be so proud. “Of course I've got a plan. I'm a tad hurt that you'd think that I wouldn't. Tactics are my specialty.” She gave a feigned pout as she turned in her seat some, using a single finger to trace from the bottom of her eye down her cheek to indicate a mock tear.

“First, we need to ditch the uniforms before we hop out of the wheels. Trying to catch a dealer means you have to be undercover. We walk in wearing black leather with giant “X”s on us, we're gonna get ratted out and the dealer's going to run before we get the chance to investigate.” With that, she snapped her fingers and her uniform was replaced with a casual outfit of a strange black and white elephant top and denim shorts that looked like they belonged in the 90s. She pulled retro chic sunglasses from what seemed to be thin air, placing them in her face with a grin. “Camouflage. After that, it seems like common sense. Break off into two groups and start sniffing around for the dealer.” She paused a bit as she began to formulate optimal team results, factoring in their particular mission. Normally, during their practice missions, she would take one group and have Amp take the other, but with the MGH running around and people popping it like candy, there was no telling who was mutated or who wasn't unless it had a more outward effect.

It would be all too easy for Alex to accidentally touch someone and lose control of their mutation within himself. She then thought that perhaps that wouldn't be the case. Between herself, Tecmessa, Tyler, Haven, Hailee... She couldn't think of anyone else (aside from the staff members) who had powers that would warrant such worry. She was one hundred percent positive that the people gaining powers weren't breaching with Omega-Level abilities, nor were they specifically trained in using them. They'd be dealing with Rookies in a fight. She then took into account that her second-in-command had his uniform at the ready and she could summon winter clothes for him that would provide him with a shield between his skin and everyone else's. She was sure she had a spell that would regulate his temperature so that he would pass out from the heat of June, his long sleeves, and the hundreds of people breathing in Brooklyn.

“I'll take Team A and you take Team B, Lieutenant Amp.” She gave her second-in-command a grin before looking at the others as though there were dozens to choose from and as though she hadn't already made up her mind as to who was going with who and where they were headed. “Spoiler, you're with me. Halo, you're with Amp. We'll decide who takes The Destroyer when she gets here.” She nodded to Alex, satisfied with her teams before motioning for him to sit up front since Scott was playing no-touch today. Her mind was moving rapidly as thoughts raced through her head, seeing the entire mission play out in front of her eyes in thousands of different scenarios for them as she formulated a number of different plans. In each scenario, they came out on top.

However, she was aiming to do minimal, hopefully zero, damage to the neighborhood they were perusing and completing their task without arousing any suspicion. “We'll start in Canarsie. If anyone's peddlin' new stuff, they'll be starting there. Amp. I want you and Halo to go out lookin' to buy. See if you can get your hands on the stuff. Halo, I want you to see if any of the spirits around have seen anything suspicious. Spoiler. We're gonna stir up some trouble by lookin' to push the same product at half the price. If any one of us gets a lead on the dealer, we meet up and go in as a team. Together, we'll take 'em down and find out where they get their supply.” She gave an enthusiastic smile with a wicked gleam in her dark eyes. “If trouble comes your way and you can't handle it, send me a thought and we'll be there real quick. When fighting becomes our only choice, be sure to keep innocents away from the noise.” As her candy wore off she went back to rhyming, her thick mixed accent seeping back into her tone.

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"Ah, Shucks. What has the world come to when shotgun rules are thrown to the wind. Come on guys, I was wearing shoes and everything." Knowing his defeat, his call for justice was more a simple reflex than anything else. Aside from that Hailee already opened the door for him so he could shove right into the back seat and next to the Angel in human form. Cyclops crawled on one of the seats behind Hailee and himself. Tyler listened with interest to his field leader to hear the plan. He actually really agreed with her, even though he knew she wanted to keep him close since he was the weakest part of the team. For now he didn't mind, he hadn't been here long and this was the first real mission they were on together. He was ready to prove his value to the team, especially on an information gathering mission like this.

After Enchantress was finished Tyler asked Cyclops for the backpack in the back of the van. He discretely stepped out for a moment to turn back into his civils as instructed, not everyone changed with Magic. Not wanting to delay anything he just got changed behind the van, as soon as Kali would be there they would be on their way. Moments later he put his uniform in the backpack, just in case they would need them later on. He took his seat in the van again, and honestly felt far more comfortable in the jeans and shirt he was wearing. Since they were just waiting for now Tyler took his blindfold out of his pocket and put it on his face. Maybe a little further in the future he would be able to see what would happen to him and his team.

Controlling his breathing and concentrating on what was in his mind more than what was around him his view of the world started going in fast forward. He saw the short drive they had before their destination. He saw the light grey letter L indicating he and Marigold would probably be travelling past the Rockaway Parkway Metro station. Of course that wasn't much of a surprise, it was pretty central and stations are not really known for their high class population. Going further forward he caught a strong scent of fish, whatever that could be. His eyes got a bit blurry. Whenever there are many different possible futures they started scrambling together giving the young mutant a view as if he was looking through fog. He could see better and further, but not without more training or without some help from Autumn. For now he stopped probing and took of his blindfold. In real time only minute had passed.

Tyler thought there might be another reason for this specific division of the teams. Quite honestly he had the feeling Amp and Halo looked a bit too goody two-shoes to be selling, which were in actual fact, a form of drugs. The casting of curious buyers much more agreed with their appearance. He wondered for a moment if he didn't look the same way. He spoke to the group, but Mari in particular: "If we're gonna sell for half, does that mean we have an idea what they're charging for these temporary powers?

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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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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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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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Character Portrait: Anastasia "Terra" Cloverfield Character Portrait: Haven 'NightShade" Ravenscroft Character Portrait: Francis "Energizer" Flynn Character Portrait: Hailee Alcott Character Portrait: Tyler "Spoiler" Coltrane Character Portrait: Tecmessa
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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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Alex climbed over into the front seat at Marigold's insistence. Settling into the seat, he listened as Marigold began to formulate a plan, making sure that there were no flaws in the logic she followed. Even though he knew that, tactically speaking, Marigold was sound, it was an old habit that was hard to break. Marigold wouldn't be team leader if she was an idiot. Where that left Flynn, he wasn't sure, but then again, Flynn wasn't on his team so it didn't really matter.

“We'll start in Canarsie. If anyone's peddlin' new stuff, they'll be starting there. Amp. I want you and Halo to go out lookin' to buy. See if you can get your hands on the stuff. Halo, I want you to see if any of the spirits around have seen anything suspicious. Spoiler. We're gonna stir up some trouble by lookin' to push the same product at half the price. If any one of us gets a lead on the dealer, we meet up and go in as a team. Together, we'll take 'em down and find out where they get their supply. If trouble comes your way and you can't handle it, send me a thought and we'll be there real quick. When fighting becomes our only choice, be sure to keep innocents away from the noise.”

"Yes ma'am," Alex answered. The plan was good, solid. Thanks to Marigold's mutation, they could stay in constant contact without having to make a sound. He knew that one day, Marigold's mutation was going to come in real useful. He just hoped that day was later rather than sooner. Another girl, Kali as she introduced herself, climbed in, taking his former seat. Thankfully, she seemed to know quite a bit about MGH on the streets. Any information was useful information. Alex nodded to her politely while Marigold started the car. It was at about that point that Alex started to pray fervently for his life. He supposed that you could say Marigold was a relaxed driver, if you wanted to be polite. If you wanted to be accurate, driving with Marigold at the wheel was the single most terrifying ordeal he had ever subjected himself to, and was the only one he would continue to subject himself to, if only for necessities sake.

“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.”

Alex turned to Hailee, "Pass the bag, would ya?" He waited for Hailee to pass the bag over before getting changed. Getting changed in the front seat of the X-Van wasn't the easiest thing to do, but Alex liked to think he had it down to a fine art. He shrugged his jacket back on, leaving it open over his Jack Skellington t-shirt. Unzipped, it was difficult to tell it apart from any other leather jacket, unless you knew what to look for. He somehow doubted the average street seller was going to be on the lookout for the X-Men. He took the fake money from Marigold, folding it and sliding it into his pocket.



The subway wasn't exactly Alex's favourite mode of transport, but he would take it over Marigold driving like a lunatic to Canarsie. The problem was there were so many people. Who knew if any of them had mutations they were unaware of? The subway probably wasn't the best way to 'out' them, so to speak. As the subway pulled into Canarsie, Alex checked the fake money was still in his pocket. Feeling the slight give of the paper made him relax and they stepped off onto the platform.

Alex checked the time on his phone before speaking,"Okay, so we're not spending all of tonight searching, we meet back here at ten?" The question was more directed at Marigold, since she was the team leader.

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Hailee listened as Alex answered her question. She frowned slightly, but didn't say anything else. She still wasn't convinced that this wasn't dangerous. Sure, it may not have been too dangerous for a few of them, but she wasn't sure what people would do with powers like her own, or Mari's. If it got into the wrong hands...

Hailee shook her head and reminded herself that that reason was exactly why they had to stop it. She sighed to herself slightly in her nervousness, but listened as Mari replied to her second comment. “I was thinking that we just run in, guns blazing, beating people up for answers and whatnot.” She rolled her eyes and muttered the words; "Sure." also sounding sarcastic. She huffed a sound of amusement before listening to the plan. She had to buy? It was a good thing Hailee trusted Mari's judgement - otherwise she wasn't sure about risking her powers. She just hoped that if they could get the dealer - and maybe even a sample of the drug to test it and see what it was actually doing to people - before anything bad happened.

Alex asked for the bag and she grabbed her stuff out of it before handing it to him. Luckily, she had only put it over her normal clothes anyway, so she would be fine changing in the car, which she did hurriedly, slipping off the uniform and folding it neatly. She shook her hair out a little more, running her fingers through it, and sat up a little straighter to view herself in the mirror that hung down in front of Mari's eyes. She looked like an ordinary girl. Good. She thought to herself. I look normal. She couldn't help grinning, but that's when she looked out and realized. They were driving crazy fast, but her head was almost exploding with information, memories, and miscellaneous things from the spirits of dead people. "Woah." She muttered. It hadn't been that bad since she had fallen in the river, and that was only when she'd first started seeing them. The strangest thing about them were that most people had at least one or two of the slightly translucent, tinged gold people following them around. But some people, and these were the minority, had none, or were tinged with red. She frowned, but none took any notice. They were going too fast for any of them to realize. She decided not to voice her concerns - after all, she was out in a new city, and she hadn't ever really been out in the open like this since her mutations kicked in. She closed her eyes, trying to block out at least some of the information, listening to the rustle of paper as someone slipped paper into their pockets.

The van soon stopped, and Hailee took it as her cue to get out. She opened her eyes, taking the scenery in. It wasn't spectacular, but the amount of people around her felt like double because of all the spirits there. She swallowed a lump and instead turned to the new girl, Kali. She grinned at her, before putting on her careless front - and secretly, the sort of careless that only existed for normal people her age. "C'mon then. Let's see what we can get up to." She sent a quick 'Bye!' to Mari before turning and following Alex into the subway. If anything, the subway made Hailee's stomach turn even more - being underground and thinking about having no way out was almost as terrifying as the memory of drowning. Nonetheless, she began searching the thoughts of people in front of her, all surrounded by the gold tinge of spirits. Nothing... Nothing at all... She thought to herself. Not even the spirits.

"Please let's keep moving." She almost cursed herself as the words slipped out, and gave her teammates an apologetic smile. She followed it up with a mental, "I've got nothing. Not even the spirits know, and here they just seem to follow people around. There is something interesting, though... Some of the people have red spirits, not gold. Or none at all. It's weird." She looked around her, trying to identify anything abnormal. She couldn't see anything out of the ordinary, and that freaked her out a little.

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Kali was beyond thankful that she didn't have to wear that crazy leather suit thing in public. She was much more comfortable in her high waisted skirt and polka dotted crop top. Even her red pumps were more welcome than those boots that would have condemned her feet to a sweaty, damp purgatory. She looked around in the subway, seeing a public phone nearby. She smiled, excusing herself from the group and walking over to it. When she got to the phone she pondered for a moment, trying to remember the number of Tommy Wettle, a friend she made while she was working for Christopher.

She pushed in the number, hearing the dial tone ring out for several seconds.

"Hello?" A familiar voice asked.
"Tommy?" She smiled as the subtle rasp of his voice reached her ears.
"Kali, is that you? Oh god, everyone thought you and Ollie got caught!"
"We almost did, but we managed to weasel our way out. We're still in hiding, so please keep it quiet."
"No problem, no problem. I'll keep it all on the down low."
"Thanks, Tommy. But this isn't just a social call."
"Ya? What can I help you with?"
"You know that MGH stuff?"
"Oh Christ, what do you want with that shit?" She looked over to her group, assuring that they were still there. She twirled the phone's cord in her left hand. "It's obviously not for me. Some of my friends want to find out where to get it."
"Are you hanging with rich kids with too much time on their hands? Because you should tell them that it's not all it's cracked up to be. Chris got out of that after you and Ollie disappeared. Has some risky side affects and a way of burning a hole in your pocket."
"Risky?"
"Yeah. Shit causes all sorts of problems if you take it too often."
"Alright alright." Kali bit her lip. She heard him breathe heavily on his side of the phone. "I had hoped to God that you and the kid got out of this kinda stuff."
"We are, we are. But it's just a favor to the people protecting us. Where can we get some?"
He sighed. "Fine."

After a few moments, Kali smiled and said goodbye, reassuring Tommy that she'd call whenever possible. She speedily walked back to the other mutants, her red heels clicking and clacking against the floor, echoing around the subway station. "Alrighty guys, she started, looking at Alex and Mari. "I called one of my old contacts and I think I might have a lead. I guess there's this guy named Porter who's dealing out of Brooklyn. Word is he moves around a lot, so I wasn't given an exact location He's been handing this shit out like candy, so he probably won't ask too many questions to a couple of kids with a lot of cash."


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"Well, this is . . . cute?" Ollie wrinkled his nose as he scanned the giant metallic wall of Sanctuary. His eyes darted along it's steel behind the tinted lenses of his sunglasses. "I can't think of anything nicer to say if we're being honest." He followed the rest of the group into the town, looking around. "Hm...Impressive? I guess it is kind of impressive. Even if it's not aesthetically pleasing." They entered a large building in the middle of the cybernetic little town and he looked around, taking it all in. Okay, it was definitely impressive. He couldn't deny that.

He listened to the conversation about the missing mutants and he pursed his lips. A small smirk formed on his lips as he looked over Flynn. He was definitely Ollie's type. Handsome, confident, and snarky? Breaking his will would be a thrilling challenge for the telepath. A small shiver went up his spine as he heard Haven speak about possibly tracking the victims if they happened to be deceased. Then he got an idea of how he could help.

"Could I talk to some of the missing mutant's families or friends? Some of the people who saw them last? Maybe if I ask them some questions and look through their memories I could pick up on some sort of connection."

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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.