April Barber (Anaesthesia)'s Story

April Barber

It was dark in April’s study but this was a common occurrence when she buried herself way, studying up on some new treatment or experimenting with something of her own but tonight she was sat at with her feet up on her desk, her coat hung on the back of her chair and her mind buried in a book. She had been there since finishing her treatment of those involved in the fight, deciding to take a quiet evening in and to put aside her work for an evening.

The room was empty of noise other than the rhythmic turning of pages when there came the slow thud of footsteps, distracting her from the page. “Hello?” she asked, turning away from her book. “Ace is that you? You should be resting!” A small shadow darted across in front of her. “Cara?” she asked puzzling as too who would be skulking about in her study, she moved slowly through the dark trying to find the switch to turn the lights on.

After much swearing and the kicking of table legs, her hand found the little plastic switch; as soon as she turned it on she was greeted by the sight of shadowy tendrils moving across the floor. “Oh my god!” She screamed again, taking a step back. “Ok very funny Cara, you’ve had your fun now come out, I need to check your bandages!”

There was no answer except the shadows becoming much larger and beginning to take shape before her. Her heart leapt into her throat as she stared as the creature became bigger and bigger, “Holy shit!” she mouthed as a rudimentary mouth started to form in the middle of the spectre it opening slowly to reveal some glistening teeth. “Shit!” April didn’t waste time in running past the a shadow, running out into the hall and past the empty beds, desperately searching for others within the mansion.

“Professor!” She screamed as she ran down the hallways, eventually leading out into the kitchens. “Vincent! There’s something upstairs!” she panted, leaning against the door frame. “I think Ace’s powers are manifesting themselves!” It took some time for her to catch her breath and when she finally did the sight of Ryan almost made her lose it again. “Ryan!? Oh my god!” she exclaimed, mouth slightly agape. “Is that you?” she asked dumbfounded.

Scott Summers, Jean Grey, and Kent Van Pelt

Scott and Kent led Dr. Strange and son to Professor Xavier’s office to talk. The Professor’s meeting concluded and the Dr. left. Professor X headed to his quarters to rest. He had a long day. Scott and Kent sat in the living room chatting. It had been a long time since Scott and Kent last spoke. Kent was an unofficial member of the X-men yet everyone considered him a part of the team. He was glad to stick around the mansion. It was like being home again.

There was one more ringing of the newly fixed doorbell. Scott and Kent went to answer the door and greet the guest. Low and behold stood Jean Grey back from Ireland and ready to assist the x-men once again. Scott was shocked. He wasn’t expecting Jean back until a week later. Scott’s eyes began to tear up. “Jean… you’re back…” Scott said softly.

Jean simply smiled and gave Scott a big hug. “I miss you so much Scott. It’s good to be back with you.” The two embraced and kissed.

Kent smiled as he stepped back and allowed the couple to have their moment. Jean then greeted Kent with a warm smile. “So sorry Kent. I didn’t mean to ignore you. It’s just been a little while since Scott and I have been together.” Jean explained.

“Before she could continue Kent said, “I know. There’s no need to apologize. You’re absolutely fine.” Jean gave Kent a big hug. She was very glad to see Kent as well. Jean and Scott went to get Jean settled in again. Reunions were needed, but they would have to come later.

One their way to the Jean and Scott’s room, the group passed the War room, in it sat Logan and Frenzy talking quietly. Logan looked up and saw Jean. Their eyes met and Logan’s heart sunk in. He wasn’t ready to see her. He quickly got his expression together and greeted Jean. “Hey Jean. It’s been a while huh?” Logan said in a indifferently.

Jean smiled and replied, “Indeed it has. It’s good to see you Logan.”

Scott made way toward their bedroom and carried Jean’s belongings with him. Kent decided to stay with Logan and Frenzy in the war room and enjoy their conversation.

Vincent Xavier, Abe Fuyumi

“Well now, do you remember him or have we turned you into the wrong guy?” Vincent said jokingly. Ryan only smiled, the tears now falling freely from his eyes. "No... No, that's me. That's how I used to look... Thank you! Thank you so much Vincent!" Ryan said, running over to Vincent and tackling him with a huge hug. "I'm me again!" Ryan yelled into Vincent's chest, his voice muffled slightly. He pulled away for a moment, running directly over to Professor Fuyumi, flinging himself onto her as he did Vincent before. "We did it. I'm so happy. Thank you for the mirror." After a brief moment, Ryan stepped away from Fuyumi and looked at himself. "I need to... I need to train, to practice. I have to be able to turn this off and on again whenever I want to. I need to... I need to paint. God, I haven't been able to paint without huge clawed hands for years. I want to... I want to do so many things! I can... I can... I can be me, Vincent. I can be me again." Ryan finished, his cheeks rosy, his smile massive.

Vincent’s smiling and laughter continued. He knew Ryan had the drive and determination to train diligently. Discovering one’s self takes work. Fuyumi was so glad to see Ryan so genuinely happy. Ryan always made Fuyumi feel like a maternal figure when he was around her. It was a good feeling. He was in fact the closest thing to a sibling or son she had. She had always figured that she came off as distant to others because she was so quiet and to herself. She was glad that now she knew for sure that she didn’t make Ryan feel as if he were being pushed away.

The celebration was cut short when Agent Six, who was currently in the mansion’s sub-levels, sent her observer spirit into the mirror it took up the entirety of its surface, a long spindly arm shot out grabbing the wine bottle and slamming it into the mirror. The mirror itself was fine with a few cracks but the wine bottle shattered on impact the liquid ran down the surface of the mirror but never reached the floor as it should. Instead it took shape with the observer spirit giving it more space to take on a small form that looked like the upper body of a person, Agent Six. It reached out towards Vincent brushing against his throat almost like she was trying to choke him but physical contact should help in what she was going to say next.

Vincent was very startled. It’s not very easy to catch him off guard seeing as that he tends to receive a psionic warning when danger is imminent. Fuyumi shrieked as the strange arm shot from the mirror and the form seemingly choked Vincent. Vincent didn’t know exactly what he was going to do as he hadn’t gotten a hold on all that was happening to him.

"Jonathan" was the only word it spoke but to Vincent he would have seen a flurry of images of what had happened telling him exactly where Jonathan was. Vincent now knew that he wasn’t being attacked but he was being warned. This was a cry for help from Agent Six. With that the observer spirit lost its form, the wine splashed to the ground.

Suddenly they heard a noise from outside of the kitchen. “Professor!” April Barber, the schools head nurse, screamed as she ran down the hallways, eventually leading out into the kitchens. “Vincent! There’s something upstairs!” she panted, leaning against the door frame. “I think Ace’s powers are manifesting themselves!” It took some time for her to catch her breath and when she finally did the sight of Ryan almost made her lose it again. “Ryan!? Oh my god!” she exclaimed, mouth slightly agape. “Is that you?” she asked dumbfounded.

Fuyumi after calming down, turned to April and smiled, “Yes this is Ryan. We’ll definitely have to explain it to you later.”

Vincent sighed heavily. “Yes… well that settles it. If one freaky happening didn’t settle it then this does. So Ace is the cause of what’s attacking Jonathan and Agent Six…” Vincent said in a pondering manner. “Well that was a warning from Agent Six. She and Jonathan are in danger and I fear the we are as well. Ace must have lost control of her shadow power again. But is this Alice’s doing?” Vincent said to the group. He then turned to Ryan. “Ryan do you think you can still defend yourself in this state for now? I’m not sure if we have the time to change you back. Just stick with me and I’ll have your back. We need to warn the others. There are construction workers outside as well that need to be safeguarded. We most definitely can risk civilians getting hurt.” Vincent instructed. He wondered why Ace lost control. Alice seemed to be under wraps lately but what would have set that power out of whack? There was definitely something at work here, Vincent thought to himself.

Vincent ran down to the sub-basement levels of the mansion. Fuyumi followed behind Vincent. She then phased down through the floor to the Sub-basement and began searching for Jonathan and Agent Six. She ran from corridor to corridor until she spotted them. Agent six sat on the floor cradling Jonathan’s head in her lap. It looked as if she was trying to protect him from the large shadow figure looming over them. Fuyumi phased through the floor and arose next to Jonathan and Agent Six. “It’s me Shadow or Fuyumi. He’s unconscious huh?” Fuyumi asked after introducing herself to agent six. Agent Six was blind and also she and Fuyumi have had little chance to get acquainted with one another so Fuyumi felt a brief intro was in order. “I’ve got you two don’t worry.” Fuyumi said while she placed her hands, one on Agent Six, the other on Jonathan (making sure not to touch his skin but his clothing) and phased the two through the ground and into the next room.”
Fuyumi made sure the two were okay. While looking at Jonathan she thought to herself. “It must be so hard for him to deal with his power. I remember how it felt not to be tangible for a while. It was horrible not to be able to touch a thing. But I imagine he has it worse. He can have skin contact with another at all. Such a handsome young man, yet I’m sure he’s not even attempting to date in his condition. I do hope he gains control of his ability so he too can have a more normal life.”

Vincent made it downstairs. He had taken note that Fuyumi had gotten Agent Six and Jonathan to safety. He looked at the creature of the shadows face to face. It seemed to be examining him as well. Vincent’s thoughts raced. “How do I shut this creature down? Usually Professor psionically arrests the Alice persona into the shadow realm. However I’m sensing Ace is actually unconscious. I think the shadows themselves have struck out on their own. So how will I Psionically dismiss them without their creator conscious and aware? Perhaps I can telekinetically disperse the shadow? It won’t kill it but it will force it to split apart and disperse. That would at least buy us some time to regroup.” Vincent said.

He placed his hands on his temples and concentrated on a combustible telekinetic force. The shadow charged at him shrieking viciously in an unearthly tone. Just in time the shadow dispersed into a black mist and faded away. Vincent rejoined Fuyumi, Agent Six and Jonathan in the next room over. “I think I commandeered us some time. We need to move him to safety.” Vincent said to the group.

Matsuzawa Hideki, Pietro Maximoff, Logan, Frenzy, Kent Van Pelt

Hideki was walking to his room from outside. He still couldn’t shake the strange feeling he had. Like something was stirring in the atmosphere. “Gosh I keep getting these horrible chilling feelings… this premonition stuff if best left to the telepaths like Vincent or professor X geez…” He complained.

Hideki wondered what Aidan was up to. The man was so mysterious. “That man was a friend of Professor X according to the Professor, although he didn’t seem much like Xavier only in the manner of being obviously wealthy.” Hideki thought to himself. The man that creeped Hideki out was now becoming the subject of much curiosity. Hideki’s thought processes were cut short when Pietro sprinted swiftly around the corner and toward Hideki. Pietro moved so fast it seemed as if he was going to crash into Hideki. However, Pietro saw Hideki well before he reached him. His reaction time is superb so Pietro was able to stop right in front of Hideki. His face bore a cool smirk. Hideki fell backward in fear of a possible collision.

“What the hell!? Pietro didn’t anyone ever tell you not to run in the house?!” Hideki fussed. He was already feeling uneasy today, but this only made his heart feel like it was going to burst through his chest.

Pietro squatted down and offered to help Hideki up. “Yeah sure they did… like I would ever listen to that. Sorry kiddo. I was heading out for a jog.” Pietro replied.

“I had heard something about Cain going on an outing and taking a few others with him. I thought you were supposed to go. What happened to that?” Hideki asked.

“Well… yeah about that. I was all fine and dandy with Cain asking me and all, but my dad was going too. He and I don’t gel too well so I decided to pass. However my half bro and I are gonna have a little bonding time later. He’re going clubbing~” Pietro smiled. He was in a pretty jovial mood. He was looking forward to spending time with Cain and getting to know him. He only hoped that his new brother wasn’t too much like their father Magneto.

The sound of critters seemed to rustle and rattle around them. It was strange and the sounds rapidly increased in frequency. Suddenly little shadow creatures sprang up from the shadowy areas of the corridor and scurried towards Pietro and Hideki. “What the…?” Pietro was unsure of what it was he was seeing.

Hideki felt that shudder in his body, this was the cause of what he was feeling earlier, he realized. He fired a spray of plasmatic flares at the shadow creatures and they seemed to be in pain. Several scurried away in terror while those that were struck faded away. They definitely didn’t like bright light. “Pietro cover your eyes!” Hideki warned. Pietro quickly followed instructions and covered his eyes as the blinding white lite illuminated all over the hallway from Hideki’s body. The monsters were eradicated. “We’d better warn the others.” Hideki said as he turned toward Pietro.

Pietro quickly swept Hideki off his feet and raced down the hall. Looking for someone that could help, they found Logan sitting quietly in the war room, with Kent Van Pelt, and Fenzy. They sat talking quietly with each other as Pietro and Hideki rushed into the quiet atmosphere. “Perfect it’s the tin man Wolverine. Hey we’ve got ourselves a nasty little shadow critter situation around here and light bright here can’t be expected to blind everyone trying to get rid of them all alone.” Pietro spoke swiftly as he did most everything else.

Logan responded, “Look here Bub! I ain’t no tin man. And if you keep that little cute act up, you’ll have a much bigger problem than Flare here flashing a few bright lights in your smug face.” Logan huffed in a bit of an attitude.

Kent laughed a little nervously, “Sorry about that Quicksilver. Logan’s in a bit of a bad mood right now. However we’re here to help. As much as I’d hate to break up their moment, we’d better go get Scott and Jean.” Kent said.

Logan seemed to perk up instantly at the sound of busting up Scott and Jean. “Well let’s get going team!” Logan said with a smirk no one could miss.

Hideki let out a sigh, “Oh well… So much for Kyle and my ‘one true pairing’ dreams for Scott and Logan…They made the perfect anti couple…” Hideki mopped to himself.

David North, Victor Creed, Stinger, Magneto and Cain

ignoring the hand Canaan growled at the both of them "then your just like everyone else always wanting to take advantage of Terra's abilitys well guess what its a simple no we dont need you help" her eyes narrowed.

Cain was a bit hurt by her skepticism. He honestly wanted to help them perfect their abilities. He wished that mutant could and would trust each other more. He felt that if they didn’t stick together, they’d be wiped out by those that would want to hurt them. David, Victor and Frenzy didn’t care for the young mutant’s attitude much yet they kept themselves in check and avoided interjecting. Cain could sense that Memory had had a run in with a Morlock. She did manage to handle herself and hide. But Canaan was beginning to pick up on her presence. Sabertooth and David both immediately picked up on the noise as well.

Glaring at Cain Canaan was about to turn away except she heard a sound, an unwelcomed sound of a body hitting the ground. the tip of her tail twitched just once and already Canaan pushed past Cain and the rest with unatural grace befitting a cat hybrid such as herself. a growl escaped her throat as she advanced on the intruder, Cain readied himself to act. He watched closely and sharply. He was prepared to subdue anyone that dared to hurt his team including Canaan if need be. but suddenly a small tremor shook the tunnels dislodging a few slabs of rock.

Canaan snapped her head in the direction of where she had come from, fear in her eyes. "shit Terra" her voice rose and se was gone running towards where her brother was. passing the group of X-Men stopping just for a moment "first of all when your come visit us don’t take all you man power with you. And second go deal with that little rat you have tailong behind that wall" her voice low and threatening. so with that Canaan ran past the gate towards Terra who laid still but it was obvious that he was the cause of that tremor.

Cain glanced over to Magneto, who remained silent. He wanted to allow Cain to proceed as he saw fit. He truly believed in his children as leaders, with the exception of Pietro perhaps. David looked over to Cain and Magneto. “So we have a stalker?” He said sarcastically.

Cain sighed and replied, “Memory Ashcroft. I’ve been aware of her presence for a while now but I decided to proceed without blowing her cover. She did an excellent job in masking her location. However my telepathy is exceptionally strong and hard to hide from.”

David smirked then turned around and headed toward Memory’s general direction. “Hey Wonder twin. You can come out now. The jigs up. I’ll look after you Memory. We’ll go in together and I promise to bring you back to your brother safe and sound. Sound good?” David spoke flirtatiously. He really enjoyed Memory. She was an interesting person to David.

Victor grinned, “Did he mention that he’s more than twice her age? Don’t let his artificially halted pretty boy looks fool you.” He commented loudly.
Stinger asked Cain, “Well aren’t we gonna get outta here? I mean the little twerp said she didn’t want any help so we should just beat it.” She was ready to leave the sewers.

Cain shook his head. “I need to try again. I hope they will understand my heart.” He proceeded over toward Canaan. The other Morlocks didn’t want the group anywhere in their space. Cain knelt down by Canaan and Terra. “You know the morlocks haven’t been able to help you attain any growth in developing your power in the recent past. I can feel it. Both you and Terra feel as if you’ve hit a wall and wished you could continue to grow. Well you can, with the right help.” He motioned toward the others. These people are far from being defined as all of my man power. They are very strong but the X-men as a team is unstoppable. I just wanted to make sure that nothing unnecessary happened, they are here to insure that.” Cain turned back to Canaan, “please give us a chance.”

The celebration was cut short when a long spindly arm shot out of the mirror Fuyumi brought in, grabbing the wine bottle and slamming it into the mirror. The mirror itself was fine, a few small cracks, but the wine bottle shattered on impact and the liquid ran down the surface of the mirror. Instead of falling to the ground, as it should have, it took shape. Slowly it formed into what looked like the upper body of a person. Ryan gasped. What was that thing? He growled, crouching ever so slightly, his bestial habits hadn't gone with his mutation. The arm reached out towards Vincent brushing against his throat almost like it was trying to choke him, causing Professor Fuyumi to scream. Ryan growled, his first reaction to jump forward and smash the stupid thing. However, after a moment, the arm dropped. "Jonathan." The voice said cryptically, causing Ryan to tilt his head sideways. "Wait... what?" Ryan asked, confused. Vincent only looked confused.

Suddenly they heard a noise from outside of the kitchen. “Professor!” Ms. Barber, the schools head nurse, screamed as she ran down the hallways, eventually leading out into the kitchens. “Vincent! There’s something upstairs!” She panted, leaning against the door frame. “I think Ace’s powers are manifesting themselves!” Ryan relaxed. His hearing hadn't picked up her footsteps quite as early as he was used to. Ryan was starting to miss his heightened senses. It took some time for her to catch her breath and when she finally did the sight of Ryan almost made her lose it again. “Ryan!? Oh my god!” She exclaimed, mouth slightly agape. “Is that you?” she asked dumbfounded.

After calming down a bit, Professor Fuyumi turned to April and smiled, “Yes this is Ryan. We'll definitely have to explain it to you later.” Ryan smiled. "Long story short, I can control it now. Provided Vincent helps me out." Ryan said.

Vincent sighed heavily. “Yes… well that settles it. If one freaky happening didn't settle it then this does. So Ace is the cause of what’s attacking Jonathan and Agent Six…” Vincent said in a pondering manner. Ryan had to hold in a gasp. "That's what that weird wine-bodied thing was? Now Jonathan's in trouble?" Ryan thought to himself, setting his jaw.

“Well that was a warning from Agent Six. She and Jonathan are in danger and I fear the we are as well. Ace must have lost control of her shadow power again. But is this Alice’s doing?” Vincent said to the group. He then turned to Ryan. “Ryan do you think you can still defend yourself in this state for now? I’m not sure if we have the time to change you back. Just stick with me and I’ll have your back. We need to warn the others. There are construction workers outside as well that need to be safeguarded. We most definitely can risk civilians getting hurt.” Vincent instructed, to which Ryan nodded. He wasn't some weakling now that his scales were gone. Ryan could handle himself, and if he needed to he could always change it back.

Vincent ran down to the sub-basement levels of the mansion, Ryan hot on his heels. Fuyumi kept step with them until she phased down through the floor, presumably scouting ahead. Ryan's pace increased. Shortly thereafter he and Vincent made it downstairs. Neither Jonathan nor Fuyumi was anywhere in sight. She must have gotten him out of there. Slowly, Ryan turned to look at the creature made of the shadows. Its eyes were plastered to Vincent. Ryan knew that if those vicious, bloodthirtsy red orbs were trained on him, he may have lost it entirely. The... thing before him was terrifying. It was a deep blackness that Ryan had only ever seen in his nightmares. As he pondered what he could even do against it, as it was made of shadows, he heard Vincent thinking aloud.

“How do I shut this creature down? Usually Professor psionically arrests the Alice persona into the shadow realm. However I’m sensing Ace is actually unconscious. I think the shadows themselves have struck out on their own. So how will I Psionically dismiss them without their creator conscious and aware? Perhaps I can telekinetically disperse the shadow? It won’t kill it but it will force it to split apart and disperse. That would at least buy us some time to regroup.” Ryan stepped forward, snarling viciously. "I dunno, but I don't like the way it's looking at us. Stay behind me." Ryan said. If he couldn't punch it, he could at least buy Vincent enough time to kill it. He crouched low to the ground, his teeth bared and his arms spread wide, threatening with claws that were no longer there. Ryan felt the pit of his stomach drop. The thing before him was terrifying, but he couldn't back down. He had to protect Vincent. Ryan focused on his fingertips. He had only just learned of his ability to manipulate his transformation, but maybe he could at least bring his claws back out. Ryan focused hard, and slowly, painfully, claws grew out of his fingertips. He winced at the pain, it hadn't hurt this bad since he'd grown scales for the first time. Slowly, the claws formed on his hands, the scales stopping just after his wrists. He felt his eyes lose focus slightly, but his ears pricked up. Unbeknownst to Ryan, his ears had become slightly more pointed, his pupils turning to slits and slightly yellow in color. Behind him he could hear Vincent's breath, the rustle of his clothes, and the slight tap of his fingers touching his own skin. His senses had picked up again? Odd...

Suddenly, the shadow charged at them shrieking viciously in an unearthly tone. Ryan stood his ground, growling in response. He didn't know what Vincent was doing behind him, but it must have been working. Just as the shadow was about to reach them it dispersed into a black mist and faded away. Ryan sighed in relief. He had no idea what he was going to do should the thing have actually reached him. Standing up straight Ryan looked down at his hands. The claws were still there. He'd have to have Vincent help him put them back again. As the pair walked Ryan tried to focus once again on his claws, willing them to shrink back into his body. They shrunk a bit, but afterwards refused to budge the rest of the way. After a bit they rejoined Fuyumi, someone Ryan didn't know, and Jonathan in the next room over. “I think I commandeered us some time. We need to move him to safety.” Vincent said to the group. Ryan nodded in agreement. "I'll carry Jonathan, can one of you get the other?" Ryan asked, bending down and hefting the large Texan over his shoulder with much more effort than such exertions used to take. "Oof. Starting to miss my old strength." Ryan joked. "Hey Vince, mind shifting me back?" Ryan asked. He'd only just managed to get back to the way he used to be, but the current situation demanded the use of his strength. "It's ok. We can always try to get me back again later. Besides, I miss my tail." Ryan chuckled, a brave smile on his face.

April Barber

April couldn’t hide her surprise and intrigue, she was a woman of science after all. The powers of the telepathic were slightly out of her field but this must have some sort of a molecular process too. “That is incredible!” She gasped, walking over to the boy, having to stop herself from touching him to make sure it wasn’t just an illusion. “When this is over would you mind if I ran some experiments?” She asked looking at him pleadingly.

“Jonathan’s in trouble?” She asked, having missed the event of the wine bottle. “Then we have to hurry! If those things attacked them then they could be really hurt!” She followed after the others when they ran to their aid, stopping at the top of the stairs and turning back, grabbing the small first aid kit from the wall in the kitchen wall before running back down the stairs after, taking two at a time.

When she had caught up to the others Fuyumi was holding on to the two downed mutants, Vincent and Ryan were running into the next room, probably to confront whatever it was that had attacked them. “Are you ok both ok?!” She asked sliding down onto her knees and breaking open the small medical box, working quickly to find any wounds they may have sustained. “You must be Agent six, yes? My name is April, what happened? Are you hurt?” she asked, pulling a glove on her hand to open Jonathon’s eyes and check for concussion.

Jonathon didn’t appear to be moving beneath her and it was possible that he had sustained some serious head injury but once she had shone the light into his eyes everything seemed fine, it was at this moment that his eyes began to flicker open, his whole body retreating away from her torch. “Sorry Jonathon, I had to check for concussion. Are you ok?” She asked.

"Told ya... tails... are awesome..."

“Try not to talk too much, you are obviously fatigued.” She added placing her hands on his chest, a warm glow emanating from them, the feeling washing across the Texan’s body. “I can’t actually heal you but that will help with the pain.” She smiled, taking a small stash of plasters from the box beside her and slapping a Mr Bump sticker on his shirt. “To help you recover.” She smiled.

"Six...?"

“Six is fine, Fuyumi has seen to her.” She answered closing up the small box beside her and getting to her feet. “I think I commandeered us some time. We need to move him to safety.” She turned to look at Vincent and Ryan, interestingly the boy had once again transformed, this time he seemed to have made a quarter transformation from his usual scaled self, this definitely needed more studying.

Her mind was brought back to the matters at hand as Ryan hefted Jonathon up onto his shoulder. “We need to get him up to the infirmary; running around this place is the last thing he needs at the moment. Plus Ace is up there locked in a room, I have the spare key somewhere in my office.”

Vincent nodded in agreement to Ryan's suggestion. “We will iron out time for sure to work on this later Ryan I promise.” He said with a smile, to which Ryan nodded. “But you’re right, for now we need you at 100%.” Once more, Ryan concentrated as hard as he could on his scales, feeling the power seep into his body like a gentle warmth. Once more his body was covered in scale, his tail slowly slunk out of the hole in the back of his pants, and his horns grew to their half length. His ears grew and his teeth sharpened into points. Ryan felt all his senses sharpen as well, his vision focused, his sense of smell peaked. Once more, Ryan felt truly aware of his surroundings. His body stopped swaying, as his tail had stabilized Ryan's balance. Slowly, carefully, as if handling a porcelain doll, he shifted Jonathan off of his shoulder, down into a piggyback position, wrapping his tail around him to make sure he was good and secure. Ryan chuckled, his body was so strong now. Jonathan, who seemed so heavy before, weighed so little to him now. It was funny. "Alright, I'm all set." Ryan said, standing up straight and looking up at Vincent. "Let's get moving. Earlier, I thought it was strange that those creatures didn't have a smell, but now I'm definitely worried. I can't smell them at all, further, they don't appear to be making any noise, or else I'd hear them too. It's so weird because everything has a smell. I guess they really are just shadows..."

The group turned to Professor April, who spoke. “We need to get him up to the infirmary; running around this place is the last thing he needs at the moment. Plus Ace is up there locked in a room, I have the spare key somewhere in my office.” She said. Ryan smiled, "I'll be gentle with him. It'll be ok. As far as I'm concerned, he's as safe as a kitten."

Vincent agreed. “April’s right. Alright then, the others need to be found and alerted. I sense that most others are aware of what’s happening. But a few aren’t. My Telepathy seems to be meeting with some interference. It’s not impossible to get through but still not easy. Looks like we’ll have to see to Jonathan first, and trust the other to see to Ace. I’ll try to get a telepathic transmission to Scott to rescue Ace. Let’s head up to Aprils office and get Jonathan and Six to safety.” Ryan nodded, shifting Johnathan into a more comfortable position on his back. The group then left, heading upstairs from the sub-basement.

April Barber

April guided Ryan up towards the infirmary and directed him towards a free bed, helping the still half transformed mutant to gently lay Jonathon down on the bed. “There we go, stay there Jonathon you’ll be right as rain after a few hours sleep.” She smiled down at him placing her hand across his forehead imbuing him with a small piece of pain relief. “That should help any pain that you have, since I know you won’t admit it if I asked.” Her voice was soft and her touch softer, the warm wash of her power making it even more so.

She looked up as Ryan made to walk away, taking him softly by the arm. “Ryan, I couldn’t ask you to stay a while could I? I would like to test how the changes Vincent made on you have affected your body cellular scale as well on the rest of your physical stability.” Her mind was racing with the various studies she could make into this enticing project, changing the outward appearance of someone was simple in an illusion but as a doctor April knew how incredibly complicated totally changing a cellular structure would be, let alone giving him the ability to change his form at will.

“If that’s ok of course, I mean if we can isolate the part of you Vincent changed to give you this new ability and if I can find a way to replicate it then Gamma mutants might be able to go about their business without any need for disguises. Think of the lives this could change!” April was of course a doctor before a scientist but she couldn’t hide her excitement, it rang through every word she spoke.


((OOC: Sorry it's a bit naff, I'm absolutely knackered at the moment and I couldn't think of what to put lol))

Though Ryan didn't want Vincent to leave him again, because last time Ryan left Vincent got kidnapped. Ryan's face contorted ever so slightly. He was torn. He knew the others needed him, and since Ryan and Nurse Barber were just escorting the injured Jonathan and Agent Six to the sickbeds, Vincent could do more good elsewhere. Ryan whimpered as Vincent and Professor Fuyumi phased through the floor, then covered it with a growl. Ryan pretended to sniff the air and shook his head. Though he still couldn't smell the shadow monsters, he couldn't help but try. "Stupid shadows. They've got no scent and I can hardly even hear them." Ryan grumbled to himself. He and the others proceeded in silence until they reached the infirmary.

Ryan walked over to the bed and gently placed Jonathan on the mattress. He took great care to make sure that his friend was set down gently and carefully. He also made sure he wasn't touching Jonathan's skin. "There. I'm sorry I ditched you earlier, but I'm here for you now buddy." Ryan said to Jonathan, quiet enough that Jonathan would have been the only one to hear him. Ryan spoke so quietly it was almost a whisper. Then Nurse Barber spoke, placing her hand across Jonathan's forehead without touching him. "There we go, stay there Jonathon you'll be right as rain after a few hours sleep. That should help any pain that you have, since I know you won’t admit it if I asked."

Ryan smiled as Nurse Barber used her powers to rid Jonathan of any pain, she'd used it on him before, it was way better than being pumped full of chemicals. Ryan patted Jonathan on the shoulder and then turned to leave. However, as Ryan was just about to walk out the door and head back up to where he could smell Vincent and the others, Nurse Barber took him gently by the arm and asked him a question. "Ryan, I couldn’t ask you to stay a while could I? I would like to test how the changes Vincent made on you have affected your body cellular scale as well on the rest of your physical stability." Ryan stopped dead in his tracks. He wasn't quite sure how to answer. Taking it as a moment of nervousness or unsurety, Nurse Barber continued. "If that’s ok of course, I mean if we can isolate the part of you Vincent changed to give you this new ability and if I can find a way to replicate it then Gamma mutants might be able to go about their business without any need for disguises. Think of the lives this could change!"

Ryan turned back around, wearing his wide smile. "If you think my cursed blood will save lives, that it will help someone else, then you can have it. I've lived my life in fear of what and who I am. I've been ashamed for too long. If my blood can help people, then I'll gladly give it." Ryan said, a huge smile on his face. He walked over to the desk where a few test tubes were and gently picked one up. "I'm not the best at controlling the ability, as it's not what Vincent did to me, it's what I've had all my life. Vincent only amplifies my ability to use that power." As he spoke, he dug a single claw into his arm, around the scales and into his own soft flesh. He winced as the claw hit a vein, but when he pulled it out, the wound immediately began to seal itself. However, the wound was big enough, and deep enough that enough blood to fill the small test tube a good two thirds of the way before the wound clotted, scabbed over, and healed. "Sorry for the unorthodox drawing method. Normal needles immediately reject once they hit my flesh. They're too thin and my body just pushes them right out, if the needles doesn't just smash on my scaled skin. Is that enough? I could give you more." Ryan asked, handing the now stoppered tube to Nurse Barber.

April Barber

April watched quietly with an expression of slightly puzzled interest at his unusual method to draw blood. “I don’t think you’re curse Ryan.” She said smiling, her hand touching his reassuringly a warm wash of her pain relief glowing from her fingers as she spoke, covering the pain of his cut. “You are a wonderful boy Ryan, you have nothing to be ashamed of at all. Besides your own personal appearance is seemingly doing nothing to dissuade the interested of some of the other students. Or so I hear.” She added with a wink, implying to his recent romantic experiences.

“No. No more will be necessary.” She answered taking the tube from him and taking it over to a small rack of test tubes where she quickly scribbled down a label for it in the typically illegible doctor handwriting. “If I can isolate the X-gene responsible for the change then I might be able to replicate it in other mutants and give those with similar physical differences the ability to regulate it, even totally hide it in some cases.”

“We should probably go and see if all of the others are ok, they might need our help. Ace’s manifestations are obviously able to do more damage than scientific reasoning would allow them.”



Cara Black

Cara’s mind felt empty, to a normal person they would imagine this as an enclosed space with no light penetrating through but for Cara it was the total opposite. Her greatest fear was never ending light and her situation had forced her inwards so much that it was reflecting in her thoughts too. In her mind she was running as fast as she could, franticly searching for anything and any sign of a shadow to bring her back into the world that she knew and loved.

Slowly sound was beginning to penetrate into her light filled prison and her mind gradually returned her to her surroundings. Sitting herself up slightly she wiped make-up dyed tears on her sleeve, leaving dark smears across the white uniform she had been put into. The noises were getting louder and now Cara could haphazard a guess that they were coming from just behind the walls to her cell. “Magneto?” she whispered tearfully.

The crunch of metal filled her ears as a doorway was torn into her illuminating cell, breaking the perfect seal in the light. The rest of the room quickly followed suit, the rooms crushing light lifting from her as her feeling to the world returned to her in a shower of glass and shadows, her own shadow waving out on the ground beneath her, exploring out in the world around her as though experiencing it for the first time.

She felt the tight and safe hug of a man’s arms which she tightly returned, tears streaming down her face as he held her and whispered his apologies but when she opened her eyes to thank her former commander it wasn’t the man she expected instead she was looking up into the eyes of Cain, his son and younger doppelganger. “Cain?” She asked quietly slightly confused. “Thank you!” She answered finally hugging the man even tighter, the tears continuing to stream down her face. Beside them however her shadow had returned to its natural form and if Cain had seen it he would’ve noticed that it was definitely kissing his a sensation he would have felt himself though only as a tender kiss on the lips, despite Cara’s head being held against his chest.

After some moments of this Cara pulled herself away from him and dried her eyes on her sleeve leaving more streaks across the fabric, looking back up to him she smiled though without her usual flirtatious mask instead she just gazed adoringly into his eyes.

He had Magneto’s eyes she could see that now, they burned with the same fire that his father’s once had. As she lost herself in his eyes soldiers were beginning to fill into the room adjoined to the cell, all brandishing weapons aimed at them. Her saviour made to move first but Cara touched his arm, stopping him from attacking. “No. These are mine.”

Standing, Cara eyed the soldiers who each raised their weapons to face her all of them ready to fire. Slowly her shadow moved out before her expanding into the room and taking hold of the soldiers pulling their guns away from each of them and turning them back on their owners. Smiling coldly Cara walked forwards out of the cell and behind the long row of weapons. “Plastic guns can’t remove their shadows.” Gunfire rang out in the room as each soldier fell to the floor at the hands of their own weapons, the guns continuing to fire until their ammo ran dry and each weapon fell to the floor.

Ryan felt Nurse Barber's eyes on him as he filled the little test tube. It must have looked very strange, unorthodox at best. As he finished, she placed her hand on his arm, a wave of pleasant warmth washed over him, removing all his pain. It was lovely. “I don’t think you’re cursed Ryan.” She said smiling. “You are a wonderful boy Ryan, you have nothing to be ashamed of at all. Besides your own personal appearance is seemingly doing nothing to dissuade the interested of some of the other students. Or so I hear.” She added with a wink, implying to his recent romantic experiences. The nice thing about black skin was that it was impossible to see Ryan blush. His eyes bored holes in the floor. "You heard about that, huh?" Ryan mumbled. "I-I... umm... I'm not even sure if she l-l-l-likes me that way. It feels pretty one-sided." Ryan said, trying as hard as he could to stop his cheeks from burning, but it was no use. Nurse Barber had pushed a button and it wouldn't come unpushed so easily. "Besides... I'm so much younger than she is, it almost feels like I'm just a stupid little boy with a crush." Ryan continued, gaining a little confidence, finally succeeding in halting the fire consuming his blushing face. Shaking his whole body and slapping his face a few times for good measure, Ryan looked up and faced Nurse Barber, "So will that be all?" he asked.

“No. No more will be necessary.” She answered receiving the tube from him and taking it over to a small rack of test tubes where she quickly scribbled down a label for, though Ryan had no idea what it said. “If I can isolate the X-gene responsible for the change then I might be able to replicate it in other mutants and give those with similar physical differences the ability to regulate it, even totally hide it in some cases.” Ryan smiled. "If... umm... if you ever need some help with that, or even if you don't, I'd like to be kept in the loop as far as the progress goes. It'd mean a lot to me." Ryan said, ever so shyly. Looking up, Ryan's ear's pricked ever so slightly. He'd heard something, but he wasn't sure what. Further, Jean's smell which had been there a moment ago, like a comforting hand on his shoulder, was gone. It had simply vanished. Ryan instantly developed a cold sweat. "Umm... Nurse Barber..." Ryan started, but she cut him off.

“We should probably go and see if all of the others are ok, they might need our help. Ace’s manifestations are obviously able to do more damage than scientific reasoning would allow them.” Nurse Barber said. "Yeah," Ryan agreed. "I just heard something funny, though I couldn't catch quite what it was, and Jean's smell is gone. It just vanished. I really don't like that, we need to get moving. Plus, you're right about those those shadow thingies, they're weird. They don't have a smell and I can't hear them when they walk. It makes no sense..." Ryan pondered aloud. Regardless, the pair locked the door behind them, so it would only open from the inside or if you had a key for the outside, and made their way to where Ryan could smell Vincent and Jean and the others. That's where the sounds from earlier were being made. The sounds of a scuffle. The sounds of fighting.

April Barber

“I’m the institute’s doctor, of course I heard about it.” She smiled politely. “And how will you know if she likes you back unless you ask her? You never know, she might be thinking the same thing. Beside nothing ventured, nothing gained.” She stuck the small label to the test tube as she spoke, checking the stopper for a perfect seal.

“You will be the first to know if I make any sort of progress, don’t worry.” She answered turning round and replacing the lid of her pen. Listening as Ryan explained what his highly tuned sense had picked up on. “Hmm, that’s not good. I hope she’s ok.” As they made to hurry out the door April picked up a small first aid box from the side, making sure she was ready for the worst.

As they ran through the corridors and hallways April clutched at her first aid kit, mentally taking inventory of its contents to remain prepared. It didn’t take long for Ryan and April to round the corner to the room currently populated with the majority of the x-men and almost as soon as they entered the room the doctor’s mouth dropped in confusion. “What the hell is that?” April couldn’t help but let her confusion know. “Is that Jean?!” She asked already knowing the answer. “I don’t think I can heal her through that, Professor. Is there any way to break her out?” she asked.

Hurrying over to the spherical shadow, April didn’t wait for an answer she raised her hands up to hover just above the sphere she began berating it with her abilities, filling the sphere with the bright blue light of her pain relieving and sterilisation combined. Thankfully with much pressure the light grew lighter and lighter dissipating the dark sphere and slowly Jean gradually became visible inside.

With a thud Jean dropped from the sphere leaving her collapsed on the floor where April quickly dropped to give her medical attention, the blue lights once again washing over Jeans body taking her pain away.

((OOC: Sorry for the shoddy post, April has turned out to be a really hard character to play. xD))

Cara Black

Cara had been reluctantly taken into the infirmary upon their arrival at the mansion where Dr Barber saw to her reopened wound and checked her over for any new form of trauma. Cara barely spoke throughout the exam, her mind wandering far from the room all she could think about was the fire in Cain’s eyes, that brief but beautiful moment frozen in her thoughts.

Almost as soon as Dr Barber left Cara made her escape, taking to her shadow and heading out into the mansion grounds with a bottle of vodka from the kitchens. She had sat herself down amongst some of the few trees that were left untouched by the Weapon X attack and was now around half way through her bottle, a cigarette lit in her mouth as she looked vacantly up at the stars; her mind replaying that eventful day repeatedly. The horrors of her cell and the horrific feeling of claustrophobia to Cain’s comforting embrace and the fire in his eyes.

Could it mean there was a hope for mutants? Could Cain be the next Magneto and stand up for the mutants out there? Her mind ran wildly across the broad spectrum of possibilities as she drank quietly to herself, barely uttering a word for several hours. She was so deep in thought that she almost missed Cain’s footsteps behind her, though the alcohol could’ve helped that along. “Drink with me, Cain?” she asked as he approached her, holding the bottle up towards him and burying her thoughts once again.


Dr April Barber

April was unsurprisingly still in the infirmary where she was still caring for Ace and Cara although she was very aware that both had left their beds, at least Ace tended to return once she had finished what she was doing, Cara just seemed outright against letting April do her job. It did however give her chance to look into the blood sample Ryan had given her, though thus far all results were seemingly inconclusive.

Sitting back in her chair April rubbed her eyes tiredly. It must’ve been getting late and it would probably do her some good to get out for a few hours, perhaps some of the others might be doing the same, she thought to herself as she got up from her chair and walked towards the door throwing her lab coat neatly over one of the chairs by the door.

She walked through the mansions corridors having left the nurse in charge of the ward’s patients for the night so April could get some time to herself. She walked aimlessly through the halls without much intention in her direction until she came across the War room. “Good evening, Logan.” She said as she walked into the room taking a chair for herself beside Logan. “Not heading out tonight?” she asked as she looked up towards the screens.

Logan

Logan picked up the note that Six had left behind and tried to read the nearly illegible writing. He finally made some sense of it and it was quite dark. He let out a sigh and sat the note down and took a large drink from his beer bottle while he looked back at the silly television commercial that played on one of the many war room televisions before the news broadcast returned re-airing the broadcast Kent had just given regarding the H.M.R.

April entered the War Room and spoke, “Good evening, Logan.” She said as she walked into the room taking a chair for herself beside Logan. “Not heading out tonight?” she asked as she looked up towards the screens.

Logan turned around and smiled. “Evening April. Nope, I feel it’s probably a better idea if I stay put tonight. I just got a feeling that things could go wrong if I go out tonight. Wanna beer?” Logan said as he motioned toward the second case of still cold beers that sat on the table. After a few moments, he handed April Agent Six’s note. “You’re a doctor, what do you make of this note. Agent Six left it and it’s pretty philosophical, which ain’t my cup of tea.” Logan took another drink of beer.

Victor Creed and David North

Victor had been bored around the mansion, but even he had to admit that live in the mansion was beginning to grow on him a little, though he’d never admit it out loud. After doing some weight training he decided to test out the mansion’s Danger Room equipment, he ran into David along the way. David seemed pretty idle and carried a book in his hands. He had previously been reading one of Professor Xavier’s books on the X-gene for research. Victor smiled and walked up to David, placing a hand his shoulder. “David! You’re just in time for me to check out this so called Danger Room, we were in earlier. Wanna come along? You’re one of the only few who can keep up with me, so this ought to be good.” Victor said with a smile that continued to grow larger.

David’s face frowned in a way that still showcased a smile. “I’m flattered that you asked me Victor. Why I’d follow you into the ends of the Earth.” David said sarcastically. He never passed up and opportunity to mess with Victor in a homoerotic sort of way, since Victor was such a manly guy.

They found their way to the Danger Room rather easily, since they had already been there bofore when they had attacked the mansion and kidnapped Vincent. The two went to the Danger Room doors but they were password and eye scan protected. The security settings were indeed tight for the danger room. As former members of the Weapon X program and not being X-men, Victor and David were denied access. David smirked, “I knew this would be the case but no worries. If Victor wants a Danger Room exercise David will see to it that he gets one. I should be able to hack this without too much trouble…” David said as he surveyed the hardware and the door.

Victor stopped him. “No need for you to go and malfunction their precious hardware. Guests should be destructive. Besides I’ve got an easy ticket into there.” Victor said with an almost sinister smile.

David looked curious and surprised. “Wow, I’d never thought I’d hear you say anything in regards to wanting to be a polite guest. The world is really coming to an end huh? And how do you intend to get in politely then?” David asked with a raised eyebrow.

Victor simply replied, “Logan.”

With that the two headed back upstairs in search of their old “buddy” Logan. They exited one of the halls leading out of the basement and came across Canaan who seemed to be standing in front of Agent Six, who was seated on the couch. Canaan was busy waving her hands in front of Agent Six’s unreactive face. Canaan looked quite confused. David, upon seeing the situation smirked and then rolled his eyes.

Victor’s face frowned up. “What the hell’s her issue?” He said as he looked the girl up and down.

“Clearly she doesn’t know about Six’s condition.” David replied rather plainly.

Victor slowly walked up behind the couch and loudly announced, “She either blind as blind can be or really good at not laughing as you make yourself look ridiculous.” Canaan had her attention focused so much on Six that she oddly didn’t notice Victor and David approach.

Magneto

Eric had left his office. He had been working with Pietro on some legal documents. Eric still wasn’t the most computer savvy man around so he enlisted his son’s help. However anytime the two are together a fall out is bound to occur. Pietro being as impatient as he is simply kicked Eric out of his office after minutes of fussing and fighting and began to type at high speed. The documents would be done in no time but even still Pietro refused to work while his father was present in the room. So Eric quietly left, which was exactly what he wanted, Pietro to type the whole thing for him.

Satisfied, Eric walked down the halls searching for something to do. There wasn’t seeming to be too much going on. Charles seemed like he might have been busy. However he did run into a familiar young woman. Eric walked up behind her with a warm smile planted on his face. “Dr. Coleridge! Welcome back!” He said warmly.


Cain

Cain left the War Room looking for Cara. Telepathically he tried to locate Cara and she had switched locations. He soon was able to pinpoint her movements. After finding her outside sitting under a tree smoking and drinking, he slowly approached her.
“Drink with me, Cain?” she asked as he approached her, holding the bottle up towards him.

Cain smiled smoothly and sat down beside her. “Sure. But how about we take this to the bar instead. My treat or at least my father’s treat, it’s his money I’m using. Hahaha” Cain said with a chuckle.

The two eventually went to a local bar and made smell talk. Cain couldn’t help smiling when he was with Cara. She sparked many emotions inside of him. He understood why Magneto was so close with her. “I’m really enjoying my time out with you. I hope you’re feeling better and okay to be out like this?” Cain asked.

As the two sat at the bar, the evening news cast was playing on several of the overhead televisions. The story regarding the mutant registration issue had just been announced and Cain wasn’t happy at all to hear it. However, a person at the bar was very vocal about his approval of the House of Mutant Registration. “That’s RIGHT!! We need this city combed through with a fine tooth comb. Those mutants shouldn’t be allowed to sneak up on us right! We have a right to know who they are and where they are!! Right guys!?!” The burly Caucasian male with dark brown hair said as he cheered and drank more beer. A few others joined in with his cheering. Cain became furious as he listened. He clenched his glass firmly in his hand.

Joanna, Wendy and Fuyumi

Joanna, Wendy and Fuyumi had gone out shopping at the mall. As Wendy’s shopping trips usually went she had a tone of bags. Joanna and Fuyumi only carried a modest load. They were just about done when they came across a slightly disturbing scene.

Wendy lead the group down the hallway of the mall, “Girls you sure you’re done?! I mean you barely bought anything? If you’re broke I can help out. I hate looking like a shopaholic!” Wendy said as she puffed up her lips.

Joanna smiled and giggled. “No Wendy you ARE a shopaholic. No thanks we’re done for the evening. Let’s head back to the car.”

Just then a scream echoed strongly throughout the tall mall hallways. A young woman was being chased by men in SWAT uniforms. She ran screaming for help but no one was bold enough to stop the three SWAT men as they charged after the young woman. Fuyumi quickly whipped around to see what was going on, her hair gently flowing in the air. “Do you all see that? This must be the result of what the news announcement mentioned tonight. Kent warned us didn’t he.” Fuyumi said as she watched the pursuit.

Joanna replied, “I don’t know what’s going on but we’d better help her. I don’t like those men running that poor girl down like that. It’s just uncalled for.”

Fuyumi replied quickly, “I got it don’t worry. Just meet me outside the mall. By those doors over there. I’ll bring the girl there.” She said as she pointed in a specific direction. Then Fuyumi took off running after the dashing group. She phased through several shops and was in the perfect position to intercept the sprinting young woman. As the young lady turned the corner Fuyumi dashed through the glass and phased both herself and the young woman through the floor. They traveled underground until they reached the mall doors where they met up with Joanna and Stinger.

“Wa-What just happened?! Are they still after me?!” The lady panicked.

“Calm down. You’re safe now. Miss Fuyumi here saved you. But would you kindly explain why those SWAT men were chasing you down like that?” Joanna asked calmly. The group began to walk away from the mall crossing trough the parking lot and headed for Joanna’s car.

“Oh thank you so much!” The girl said excitedly. “I was simply shopping when those men walked up to me and asked me to fill out a survey regarding a possible mutant status. I am a mutant and I watched the broadcast tonight so I did what Kent Van-Pelt suggested and didn’t sign it. I figured it wasn’t safe for me to do. Then after they began hounding me I ran away, I was scared. That’s when the chase began. I heard them yell that those that refuse to complete the survey would be taken in for questioning by the House of Mutant Registration for violation of Federal Act M-976. Thank God you showed up!” The lady explained.

“This is serious… ugh the feds don’t know when to quit do they?!” Wendy said as she dropped her bags in anger. “I mean a girl can’t even go shopping these days without a Hassel.”

“You should head home now. And know that is you ever need help, Charles Xavier and the X-men are always here to help.” Joanna said with a smile. She was now very comfortable and proud to be calling herself a member of the X-men.

After the young woman left, the ladies turned to one another. “Looks like we had better inform the professor about this. Just when things were seemingly getting quiet too…” Fuyumi said in a sad tone of voice.

Hideki, Kyle, Peter, Vincent, and Philip

As the night went on and the crowd danced to the music of the famous DJ, the party roared on. Suddenly one of the workers at the club approached the DJ booth and spoke into the DJ’s ear in a worried disposition. Philip noticed and got Vincent’s attention. “What’s going on over there?” Philip asked.

Vincent looked puzzled. “I don’t know but seeing that he’s a mutant I think I’ll eaves drop in on the conversation.” Vincent then telepathically listened in on what was being said. Blocking out several other voices he heard, he honed in on the DJ conversation.

“DJ Flow, man there are these SWAT guys at the door looking for you. They said something about receiving a tip off that you were a mutant and they wanna survey you man.” The club bartender said ina worried fashion. He was young and very hip looking.

The DJ switched to a standard track so he could focus on the conversation and not have to worry about interrupting the party by shutting off his power. “What did you tell them?” he replied nervously.

“I said that if they wanted to talk to you they’d have to wait until after the party ends and the club finished its business hours. This really looks serious man. You wanna make a run for it after your last set?” The bartender suggested. He didn’t want the DJ getting into trouble.

“Yeah sounds good.” The DJ responded.

Vincent stopped listening in and told Philip what was said. “This is not good. It seems those guys are after mutants. This is definitely the H.M.R. We’ve got to help him.”