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Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto)

"I am the Master of Magnetism."

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a character in “X-men: Xavier and Magneto Unite”, as played by masato22

Description

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Name: Magneto

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Civilian name: Erik Lehnsherr

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Age: 45


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Occupation: Would-be conqueror, mutants right activist; formerly recluse, ruler, adventurer, headmaster, terrorist, Nazi hunter, carpenter, prisoner of war, revolutionary, Lord of Genosha, Volunteer orderly, teacher, orderly

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Alliance: Currently Good/ X-men, (former Villain), still leader of the Brotherhood of Mutants

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Appearance:

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Personality: Magneto is highly charismatic and very intelligent. He can be quite forward about how he feels and forceful when he feels itā€™s necessary. He is a natural born leader and strong mentor. He has a strong fatherly side as he is often firm with his own son. Magneto has unique sense of justice. He likes to show that he is oneā€™s friend and if very loyal when he considers you an ally. Magneto can be headstrong when angered and this impulse can easily cloud his judgment. Despite his potential impulsiveness, he is a very wise and gentle man at heart.

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Mutant Classification: Omega

Powers and Abilities: (Since Magneto is one of those Mega-level mutants like Charles, His powers exceed 5, he and Charles are the exceptions of the RP.)

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Magnetokinesis: Magneto has a near-limitless control of all forms of magnetism, whether natural or artificial, to manipulate any metal. He recently proved able to effectively contain the power of a Celestial. Magneto can maintain total control of an entire planet's electromagnetic field and manipulate it accordingly. Magneto has harnessed magnetism to stop armies, raise islands from ocean floors, move mountains, change the course of rivers, and threaten to devastate the world with apocalyptic floods and continent shaking earthquakes. Magneto once blanketed the entire globe with a self-generated electromagnetic pulse that caused widespread devastation. Moreover, he can use his magnetic powers in more than one way simultaneously. He can completely assemble a complicated machine within seconds through his powers. It is unclear whether Magneto's power is psionic or purely physiological in nature.He can also generate electromagnetic pulses of great strength and generate and manipulate electromagnetic energy down to photons.

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ļ‚§ Magnetic Force-Fields: Magneto usually protects himself with a personal force field that he can quickly expand to protect large areas. His force field has withstood the effects of multiple nuclear weapons, volcanic eruptions, the depths of space and attacks from multiple Avengers or X-Men, including Phoenix, Thor, and even Galactus. Magneto can also use his force fields to hit or trap an enemy.

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ļ‚§ Magnetic Flight: Magneto is also capable of sustaining flight for very long distances and at varying speeds. He apparently has several means by which he achieves flight, one of which is by gliding along the planet's natural magnetic lines of force, another by simply creating a repulsive force between himself and the planet, propelling himself thus. By using his magnetic powers, Magneto can virtually travel at trans-light speeds; however, in order to travel in space, Magneto also requires his force field to breathe.

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ļ‚§ Geomagnetic Link: Magnus is tied very closely to Earth's EM Field. As is it effected, so is he. He knows instinctively all that happens to it, and with this link, is granted an odd sort of immortality. Earth lends him strength by it's simple existence. He draws on it all unconsciously.


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ļ‚§ Matter Manipulation: Magneto is able to manipulate matter even to the subatomic level for a number of purposes. This might explain why, his not limited to objects with metallic properties and is able to manipulate objects with non metallic properties like wood, stone, plastics etc..

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ļ‚§ Metallic Bonding: Magneto has recently presented the power to atomically bond metallic substances to any designated surface material. This newly developed technique allows Magneto to blend metallic alloys with the earth, water, and air (HoM).

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ļ‚§ Organic Iron Manipulation: Magneto can control the traces of iron within organic matter, which allows him to have full control over an opponent's body. He can manipulate the iron-enriched blood-flow to one's brain to induce aneurysms or unconsciousness, alter thoughts and perceptions, or blank a person's mind completely. He can even remove ferrous compounds from the bloodstream entirely through a person's skin. Magneto has used his magnetic abilities to extract the Adamantium bonded to Wolverine's biomolecular skeletal structure.


ļ‚§ Electromagnetic Sight: By concentrating, Magneto can perceive the world around himself as patterns of magnetic and electrical energy. He can perceive the natural magnetic auras surrounding living beings.


ļ‚§ Superhuman Strength: Under normal conditions, Magneto possesses the physical strength of a well-conditioned athlete. However, he can channel vast amounts of magnetic energy through his body for the purpose of granting himself vast superhuman strength of which the limits are unknown. Whatever those limits might be, he is ultimately able to lift far in excess of 100 tons with ease.


ļ‚§ Superhuman Stamina: As a result of increasing his strength, he dramatically increases the overall efficiency of his musculature. While magnetically enhanced, his muscles produce considerably less fatigue toxins during physical activity than the musculature of a normal human. Magneto can exert himself physically for up to at least a few days before the build up of fatigue toxins in his blood starts to impair him.


ļ‚§ Superhuman Durability: Under normal conditions, Magneto possesses the physical durability of a well-conditioned athlete. However, he can channel vast amounts of magnetic energy through his body for the purpose of granting himself vast superhuman durability, to the point he can shrug off punches to the face from super humans such as Namor and Colossus while weakened and remain unharmed.


ļ‚§ Superhuman Reflexes: He naturally possesses enhanced reflexes. He can further enhance this reflexes with magnetic energy, to the point he can pluck out of the air with his hand, superhumans as swift and fast as the likes of Northstar with ease.


ļ‚§ Superhuman Speed

Electromagnetic Spectrum Manipulation: Although Magneto's primary power is magnetism, he can also project or manipulate any form of energy within the electromagnetic spectrum. He can fire and absorb bolts of electricity and magnetic force, reverse lasers and other forms of radiation or energy, create enough intense heat as infrared radiation to level a city, manipulate gravity, and become invisible by deflecting visible light around his body. Infrared radiation is part of the electromagnetic spectrum, which also includes visible light, radio waves, ultraviolet light, gamma rays, and x-rays -- Magneto can project any of these. Magneto has demonstrated the capacity to produce a wormhole, and to safely teleport himself and others by means of the wormhole.


Astral Projection (Possibly Formerly): Magneto has occasionally been said to be able to manifest an astral projection of himself. However, like all formerly attributed psychic powers, this has been retconned out of existence at least once, and hasn't been used by Magneto since the "Silver Age" (chronologically speaking), possibly implying any such abilities were lost during his regression to childhood by Mutant Alpha


Telepathic Resistance: Magneto has trained himself extensively for fighting telepaths, and is resistant to telepathic attack. This training is similar to that given to the X-Men and New Mutants by Professor X, although the effects are further augmented with the aid of his helmet (see below) his own Electromagnetic powers can also interfere with telepathic assaults. Additionally, Magneto is possessed of a strong will, which also aids him in resisting telepathic assaults.

Abilities

Genius-level Intellect: A mastermind, Magneto is a genius in various scientific fields. He is an expert on genetic engineering and mutation, with knowledge far beyond that of contemporary science. He can create artificial living beings, mutate humans in order to give them superhuman powers, instill genetic mind-control, create adult clones of human beings and manipulate the genetic structures of these clones during their development. His discoveries in particle physics would revolutionize the field and place him among the giants of scientific history if they were to be revealed. He has designed magnetically-powered aircraft and spacecraft, space stations, an underground complex said to be a masterpiece of automated technology that would do Tony Stark or Reed Richards proud, complex robots and computers, magnetically-powered generators, and machines capable of nullifying mutant powers within a radius of several miles.


Military Training: Magneto is a skilled strategist and has more than a rudimentary knowledge of hand-to-hand combat.


Excellent Strategist: Magneto is an excellent strategist, tactician, and skilled leader.


Multilingual: Magneto is fluent in English, French, Polish, Russian, Hebrew, Arabic, Ukrainian, German, and Yiddish

Weaknesses


Physical Condition: Magneto's ability to wield his superhuman powers effectively is dependent upon his physical condition. When severely injured, his body is unable to withstand the strain of manipulating great amounts of energy. When his powers are not at their peak, he also appears to have greater difficulty controlling forces other than magnetism. There is a possibility that Magneto simply has a genetic predisposition to magnetism that simply makes it easy for him to manipulate it. Magneto also is limited by the fact that he needs food, water and oxygen in order to survive. He is also susceptible to physical and mental fatigue that can ultimately affect his ability to adequately use his powers, especially if he overuses them in a short amount of time.


History: (See: http://marvel.wikia.com/Max_Eisenhardt_(Earth-616) )

Other information: He has a son named Vincent who is the product of his and Charlesā€™ genes. They raised him together. Magneto cares deeply for Charles and they are now working closely together or the betterment of both human and mutant kind.

So begins...

Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto)'s Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Sabertooth (Victor Creed) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
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"Oh I'm sure you'd learn to love it." Cara answered seductively. "My type? Now that's hurtful." She a extended her arms out again, her fingers spread to catch a few of the shadows nearby her. Her eyes faltered for a moment as Frenzy approached. "So what were you promised? What would make you want to turn against your own kind?" Cara asked with spite filled words, moving her hands up slightly and touching upon the doors shadows, slamming them shut. "Especially you, Stinger. We fought for the same cause once! Magneto might have changed his ways but at least he still fights FOR mutants!" her shadow fell on something solid and wasting no time Cara sent it flying towards the pair laying her challenge down.

Frenzy slowly made her way toward Stinger and Cara. Stinger smirked as Cara replied. Stinger had once worked with Cara under Magneto. Back then she was interested in bettering the state of Mutant kind. She felt more ideological back then but now things were different. Things were worse in the world. Stinger opened her mouth to answer when the huge hunk of debris Cara hurled at her came her way. Luckily Stinger was pretty nimble and hopped backward as to avoid the brunt of the damage. However the object shattered causing a hunk of it to hit Stingerā€™s arm. ā€œYeouch! That smarts! You sure donā€™t waste any time do you shadowdancer. Stinger dusted off her pink dress.

ā€œWell, to answer your questionā€¦ They offered me a shit ton of money and immunity from the governmentā€™s wrath. Itā€™s really that simple.ā€ Stinger replied as he began to examine her nails, her hands illuminating with electricity. ā€œYa know gal, times have changed for worse. The days of me clinging to losing ideologies is done. Iā€™m tired of fighting so hard for nothing. Magneto was and still is chasing a pretty dream, one that will likely never become real. So Weapon-X offered me a promise that they are making good on. Itā€™s nice for someone to finally keep their word to a lady for a change.ā€ Stinger then extended her hands sending electricity dancing and crackling in Caraā€™s direction.

Frenzy by this point stood a few feet away from Stinger. She was not totally opposed to the X-men and their goals. She actually wanted to meet Professor Xavier for herself as he seemed like a good person. She listened to Stingerā€™s story, it was not new to her but it was different from her own. She never really was involved with the mutant human struggle before. She saw mutants like Magneto as tyrannical and without order. She got involved with Weapon-X after being offered protection and a very high salary. She wasnā€™t completely money oriented but she chose what seemed practical as she was a practical person. She could see Charles in the distance and she took occasional glances at him. She would have approached him but she wouldnā€™t dessert Stinger.

Stinger then noticed a young man arrive at the mansion grounds making a mad dash toward the mansion. Frenzy was given orders from Trask via her earpiece to keep him from the professor. ā€œRodger that.ā€ She replied. She turned toward Stinger, ā€œWendy, youā€™re on your own with Shadowdancer now! I got orders!ā€ She then made a swift dash to intercept Sam. She cut him off in his tracks. ā€œSorry my friend but youā€™d best leave here. I have orders to get rough and I donā€™t want to have to do that.ā€ She said calmly as she stood looking at Sam directly in the eyes.

The Professor was busy turning soldiers away by taking over their minds. Magneto had finally convenced Pietro to help him and that he would protect Pietro. Charles could hear the calls of Ace. He felt the evil of Alice almost instantly. She needed to be suppressed fast or else Ace would not have made it. On Aceā€™s signal the Professor concentrated unleashing a psychic maelstrom that served to lock away and imprison Alice in the depths of Aceā€™s mind. To do this he entered Aceā€™s mind. It was a dark realm of strange wonder. There He spotted Alice, thrashing in anguish and insanity. She wanted to kill but was unable to regain control. He and created a prison in her mind to hold Alice. Charles then spoke to Ace, ā€œThe fortifications are strong but they will not for long Ace. Are you alright?ā€ Charles asked Ace telepathically?



Vilaā€™s vines wrapped around many of the people in the danger room, moving them to safety. Logan was kicked off of Sabertooth when Sabertooth placed both feet on Loganā€™s torso and propelled him backward into the danger room wall. Sabertooth was a little slow to stand as Logan had done considerable damage to him. His healing had complete and he launched at Logan, taking a slash at Loganā€™s chest. Logan yelled in pain then soon retaliated by punching sabertooh in the face with his extremely hard fist.

Vincent watched the scene not sure what he should do. He wanted to help and he could but Sabertoothā€™s little stunt with the gunmen made Vincent afraid to act. He didnā€™t want to kill again. He finally mustered up the confidence to take some personal charge once again. He wondered why X-23 had not acted. He tried to probe her mentally but he had trouble breaching her mind. There must have been something that prevented her from being probed.

ā€œVince! You alright?ā€ Philip asked as he turned halfway toward Vincent. He was sure to keep an eye on the others just in case someone or something attacked them again. Philip was a little worried about Vincent after the previous incident. He knew Vincent was gentle, using force to stop a foe would be okay with Vincent but killing was somewhat of a taboo in Vincentā€™s eyes.

Vincent gave a smile and replied. ā€œIā€™m alright love. No worries as long as you donā€™t get reckless.ā€ Philip nodded in response.

Just then Ryan, whom Vincent kneeled down next to, addressed Vincent via his thoughts. "Vincent, can you relay this thought process to everyone?" Ryan thought, looking pointedly and Vincent.

Vincent replied telepathically, ā€œyes Ryan I can, go on.ā€
"I've come up with a plan. There are eight of us, not counting Adria, and two of them. We leave four of us here to detain the predator and his partner while four of us move Adria somewhere safe. If it's two vs. one you should be able to knock them out or otherwise incapacitate, and not kill them, that way we can get information out of them when we're ready to interrogate them once the big battle is over. On the other side, once the other four have secured Adria, they go outside and meet up with Doctor Xavier to reinforce their side. Does anyone have any qualms with that? My only problem is who goes where, but I'm sure some of us will be more than willing to volunteer for the position of fighting those two." Ryan concluded.

Just then Vincent heard Jonathanā€™s voice. "We've got a problem..." Vincent then telepathically scanned the mansion and learned of Memory and Jonathanā€™s plight. He knew that David, Memory, and Jonathan would be approaching the danger room. David was indeed dangerous and Vincent didnā€™t want to add Davidā€™s cunning to Sabertooth viciousness.

Vincent replied telepathically. ā€œI understand your situation Jonathan. Everyone can hear this transmission of my thoughts. Things are still pretty tense in here. I can subdue Sabertooth but the second mutant here still hasnā€™t made a move and I canā€™t attack her psionically due to something blocking me out. I can handle Sabertooth but to take down David as well would be difficult. As Ryan suggested, we must make our escape. Adria needs to be taken to safety. Fuyumi, Kyle, Ryan and Thantos should take Adria to safety. Afterward please assist Professor X and Magneto out front, they could use the help. Philip, Vila and Hideki will remain here for the time being. When Jonathan and Memory arrive Iā€™ll distract the enemy and J and M can escape to aid the others out front. Is that clear?ā€ Vincent communicated to everyone telepathically.

David, Memory and Jonathan reached the danger room. Upon entering they saw the vicious battle between Logan and Sabertooth. David smirked at the siblings, ā€œThanks for the tour. You know you two make a cute pair. Now if youā€™ll excuse me I have to greet an old friend.ā€ David said as he smiled in a friendly manner at Memory and Jonathan. He let go of Memoryā€™s hand and stepped toward the fighting men. David called out, ā€œHey Logan! I brought you a souvenir.ā€ Just then David in a smooth elegant motion lifted his gun and shot Logan in the head point blank. Logan fell backward onto his back, his body lowly beginning to heal the wound.

As Logan healed Sabertooth got a chance to catch his breath. ā€œWho told you to butt in North?ā€ Sabertooth huffed.

ā€œYou were losing. Also, letā€™s just say I owed Logan that one.ā€ David replied. He looked over toward Vincent. ā€œWowā€¦my have you grown! Our little weapon is so huggably, handsome! Itā€™s good to see you.ā€ David commented. He had seen Vincent after his creation. North thought Vincent to be very attractive. He was bi and praised anything that caught his eye.

Vincent then launched an assault on Sabertootā€™s mind. He held his fingers to his head and Sabertooth fell to his knees in pain and mental anguish. Vincent called out, ā€œNowā€™s your chance run!ā€

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) Character Portrait: Logan (Wolverine) Character Portrait: David North (Agent Zero)
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Ace
ace breathed deeply in and out trying to calm her beating heart and telling herself that she wasnt actually hurt just her mind think it got hurt.ace heard the proffesor ask her if she was alright and simply told "like Hell im alright i feel like just got punched by Jaugurtnot i hurt like hell" she could feel the prof. chuckle at her outburst.as ace tried for the doors she realized that something was keeping them close "tch im gonnna kick who evers ass it was that caused that explosion"she hissed to herself.

Getting fusturated and with the large need to vent her anger Ace pretty much obliterated the front doors with her shadow scythe looking upon a scene that made her really want to kick someones ass. noticing that she didnt have her mask on and perfering to wear it than show her face to the attackers she created a pure black mask that she knew,she would very much need by the looks of it.she even created a kind of armur over her vital areas encasing them in hard,forever moving shadows. 'where do you need me to go prof. im really itching to knock some heads about'she called out telepathecly to the prof.

as she went to him she noticed a pair of men rushing him while he was concentrating on the men before him.Ace ran and dived into a nearby shadow and reached out and grabed one of the mens guns jerking his arm away causing him to shoot aimlessly.the other one then shot her in the head causing her to fall out of his friends shadow.stumbling backwards but she caught herself which surprised the soldiers causing them to step back qwaking at her. she leaned forward bending down a little when she gave a small "ow" she looked up holding her face.she removed her hand and looked in it which held the bullet. "you frikin shot me she said in disbelief."You shout me you Ugly Bastards and that Frikin Hurt!"she hissed angrily she glared at them through the mask, it cracked,the top corner crumbling away to reveal an eye full of anger. she growled at them "you actually shot at me?"she ran at them firts bending down low into her shadow and pulled out two pure black poles of shadow and flipped fowards onto the poles for a moment kicking out at them with her legs as they finnaly recovered their senses and shot at her.she took them down and landed back on her feet.she looked back at the proffessor checking on him when she caught a glimpse of one of the students,Sam who was gone for awhile on a mission she beleived and was running towards them after encountering Frenzy and meeting up with Cara.

she turned back to the prof. to see where he needed her to go when suddenly she felt something land just outside the gates 'oh Dear' she could feel the ground shake and Ace smiled for she knew who to vent her anger at and it was waiting just outside the gates. There were four Sentinals and a big ones too. 'oohh this is gonna be fun.

[OOC: Masato said it was alright for me to insert the sentinels.]

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Sabertooth (Victor Creed) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
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"So you think that just because they promised they'd leave you alone that they actually will?!" Cara looked offended. "Stinger I thought you were smarter than that. Even Toad wasn't that stupid." She never dropped her eyes from Stinger's throughout the conversation.

Stinger was a tad put off by Caraā€™s opinions regarding her decisions. However given Caraā€™s tone and frustration it really showed that in some way Caraā€™s concern for Stinger. Perhaps it was a lingering comradery from when they worked together. It made Stinger feel a little bad about her choice but it was a little too late to turn around now.

"So hard for nothing?! You've abandoned the cause! You have achieved nothing! You've joined exactly what we were fighting against! The humans are winning and you are aiding them!" Cara shouted back angrily almost being caught off guard in her moment of distraction as Stingers arms outstretched towards her. Cara's eyes shot open for a moment before she flipped herself backwards escaping the majority of the shock but catching a nasty case of static as she jumped, almost sticking her landing Cara pushed her arms out forwards and landed low, sending one of the metal hand rails that had now become dislodged up and towards her opponents.

"Perhaps enough toying?" She smiled, as the pole was deflected. "Shall we get down to it, devochki?" she smiled devilishly at the two mutants. Cara seemed slightly perturbed by Frenzy's sudden withdrawal. "Aww, looks like it's just me and you after all." She jumped from where she stood flipping herself in the air and jumping into a shadow, re-appearing behind Stinger and giving her a swift kick in the ass. She pulled her jacket from her shoulders and threw it to the side of them away from the fight. "I do hope you've kept yourself in good shape."

Stinger was becoming increasingly annoyed with Caraā€™s besting her. She turned around and delivered a kick aimed at Caraā€™s torso. ā€œLetā€™s just say Iā€™ll never let myself go Cara. So yeah Iā€™m in good shape!ā€ Stinger elegantly back flipped backwards twice to gain a little distance from Cara. She began to twirl around swiftly causing a tornado of bioelectricity. When her twirling stopped the tornado quickly shot in Caraā€™s direction. ā€œOf course I donā€™t trust the government for a millisecond. But if a girl knows how to play her cards right, and keep her wits about her sheā€™ll do alright. And I plan to grit my teeth and survive to the very end I do!ā€ Stinger replied in a snappy more serious tone.

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After Vincent began his psionic assault on Sabertoothā€™s mind the other students ran. Ryan carrying Adria first, then Memory and Jonathan. Kyle flew swiftly behind. He didnā€™t want to leave but he trusted that Vincent had a good plan. Kyle turned to Hideki, ā€œLook after the young headmaster will you? And I better not here about you getting your ass handed to you later!ā€ Kyle teased Hideki.

Hideki laughed and replied, ā€œYeah okay. Donā€™t get too distracted gawking at Jonathan out there and forget to fight!ā€ Kyle smiled sheepishly and flew off.

Professor Fuyumi patted Vincent on the shoulder as he assaulted Sabertooth, ā€œDo be careful Vincent. Call for me if you need and escape route.ā€ She said. She then gave Philip a quick kiss on the forehead and dashed out of the danger room, phasing through the wall of the danger room.

Agent Zero was shocked to see the level of pain the weapon could inflict on Sabertooth. He was strong however Zero knew that this display of strength was only the tip of the iceberg. The weapon was capable of far more. He was being held back and David wondered how Xavier managed to conceal Vincentā€™s true strength from Vincent himself. David needed to help Sabertooth, however he knew that he couldnā€™t bring much harm to Vincent, Trask would have a bitch fit if that happened. He then fired a few gun shots at Vincent knowing that he would cease his mental assault on Sabertooth.

Vincent stopped the bullets after releasing Sabertooth. Sabertooth recovered quickly and lunged at Vincent. Hideki quickly blasted Sabertooth backward with a light based plasma blast. Philip hurled a few time bombs at David. They landed around David and began to set off around his feet destroying much of the ground around David. Vincent wondered why X-23 hadnā€™t acted yet. David hopped out of danger and tossed a thermite bomb at the group. Vincent was able to conceal some of the blast damage but the group had still gotten knocked back by the force. David was highly trained and knew his opponents well. He knew just how far to go.

Logan had finally recovered from being shot in the head. He slowly sat up and looked around noticing the scene unfolding. He then tackled David and pinned him to the ground Claws extended and pointed at Davidā€™s chest.

[Outside the mansion]

The fight was going strong outside. Pietro sped around knocking out soldiers in a flash. Fuyumi had joined the group she phased some soldiers partway through the ground and left them there, She werenā€™t hurt but they were stuck. Kyle was glad to see daylight. The sentinels appeared and began to target mutants. Pietro quickly zipped over toward Magneto. ā€œYo pops weā€™ve got a serious problemā€¦ā€

Magneto turned toward the sentinels and he was not worried in the slightest. Four sentinels wasnā€™t difficult for him to handle. However Trask being well aware of Magnetoā€™s advantage over the Sentinels ordered many soldiers to close in on him causing him to be preoccupied with them. He would not be able to help the group so easily. Charles greeted Jonathan and Memory. ā€œYou all have done well.ā€ He said as they reached him, not without battle wounds. ā€œYou two have fought bravely thank you for all that youā€™ve done.ā€ The professor said to the two siblings.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Sabertooth (Victor Creed) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
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As Logan pinned David down David smiled almost joyously. ā€œohā€¦. Logan! I didnā€™t know you were that glad to see me again! I take it you werenā€™t too fond of my greetings gift. But you didnā€™t forget that I owed you that shot right?ā€ David joked. He and Logan used to have a very particular relationship. The two would often joke and make bets with one another when they both worked together. One could say they were friends whereas Victor and Logan were rivals.

ā€œYou know bub, that was a REALLY cheap shot!ā€ Logan said his adamantium claws ready to strike.

ā€œLoganā€¦ How dare you? I never take cheap shots.ā€ David replied, a sarcastic smile painted across his face.

ā€œWhatever, You didnā€™t owe me shit before, but after that little stunt you do now. And I intend to collect on it right nowā€¦:ā€ Logan definitely didnā€™t want to kill David, there was still hope left for him in Loganā€™s perspective. He planned on wounding North since he knew that David could heal almost as good as him and Sabertooth. If Professor X had to rate the speed of self-healing abilities, Wolverine would be ranked the first and fastest, Sabertooth second, and David North Third. Logan could take far more than David due to the Adamantium grafted onto his skeleton. David and Sabertooth couldnā€™t heal fast enough to survive the process of receiving an adamantium skeletal grafting.

Just then X-23, with her steel toed boot, kicked Logan hard in the ribs launching him backwards. He hit the danger room wall and fell to the ground next to Vincent, Hideki and Philip, who had been previously knocked back by Davidā€™s thermite bomb.

David was a little surprised as X-23 then helped him up. She was seemingly the quiet angry type in his eyes. As she protected him his look of confusion converted over to a look of enlightenment. He didnā€™t know that X-23 would react this way on his behalf. He then said to X-23, ā€œWere you waiting for me to get here before you made a move? Sabertooth had been struggling quite a bit you know. Well whatever, Victor is always too pigheaded to receive help and be grateful about it.ā€

Sabertooth standing after receiving an explosive fireworks like blast from Hideki replied, ā€œFuck you North. Kidā€™s little sparklers hurt a hell of a lot more than I thought they would.ā€

Vincent breathing heavily said to Logan as he looked up at X-23, ā€œSo she finally movesā€¦ Just great.ā€

Logan began to stand. ā€œYeahā€¦ just my luck. Ahā€¦. Little demons has a kick like mineā€¦ ā€œ Logan began to realize that this girl was most likely like him. ā€œAvoid her sheā€™s dangerous on another level. I hope I can trust you all to handle Sabertooth and David?ā€

Vincent, Philip, and Hideki stood as well. Vincent eyed their opponents and replied, ā€œYes. Weā€™ll make do. Be careful Logan.ā€

ā€œCanā€™t promise that.ā€ Logan said as he rushed at X-23. He punched her across the face knowing that she could most likely handle a jaw breaking punch from him like Sabertooth could.

Vincent spoke to Hideki and Philip, ā€œHideki, Philip, you two take David. Leave Sabertooth to me. If it gets too tough escape.ā€

[Outside the Mansion]

Cara was hit by stingerā€™s electric tornado attack. It seemed to have greatly hurt Cara as she screamed loudly. Stinger didnā€™t like having to go this far in fighting Cara but it couldnā€™t be helped they were now enemies.
When Cara looked up Stinger had turned serious, this fight could definitely turn out badly. ā€œAnd what do you think they will do once all mutants are dead or in slavery?ā€ Cara asked through gritted teeth. ā€œYou will be redundant; they will add you to the slaves or just kill you.ā€ She slowly pulled herself to her feet. ā€œOr worse, they will turn you into a puppet.ā€ Her shadow on the floor began to change, branching out towards Stinger, slowly creeping along the floor until their shadows met.

Cara took control of Stingerā€™s shadow causing her adversary to raise her arms dramatically before bowing down, making jerking movements much like a string puppet. ā€œGet used to that feeling Stinger. That is all you are aiming for now.ā€ Cara pulled Stinger into walking towards her; despite her weakened state Cara was still able to win the fight for control of movement.

As Stinger stood almost a foot from her Cara relinquished her control. ā€œCould you do it Wendy? Could you watch our race die? Could you watch me die?ā€ she was looking directly into Stingerā€™s eyes, almost staring into her very soul.

Stinger struggled to get free in vain. She felt helpless as Caraā€™s words sank deeply into her conscience. She knew in truth she couldnā€™t watch Cara die. She couldnā€™t feel content with mutants suffering at the hands of fearful humans. She hoped at least that she could run away somewhere where she could live quietly and at peace leaving all of it behind. But that was a delusion. ā€œNO I COULDNā€™T AND I CANā€™T OKAY!! Iā€™m just so sick of it all!! All the fighting, the deaths, the fear!! Itā€™s just too much and no matter who I follow, the end of the tunnel just never appears before my eyes!!ā€ Stinger actually began to sob. She had completely given up fighting Cara.

The Sentinels moved in on them programed to ignore the weapon-x mutants. Ace attacked the arm of one sentinel with her shadow scythe. However the armor of the sentinel was much stronger than any of them had anticipated. Ace then thought so that Professor X could hear, ā€˜shall I help Cara or will you, I need an answer soon it doesnā€™t look like she will be standing long with Stinger as her opponent?ā€™

The Professor replied, ā€Donā€™t worry Ace. I will have a word with Stinger and tell Cara to stand down. Stinger seems to be in a better place to listen now. Please take care of the sentinels. Magneto seems a bit preoccupied at the moment handling those soldiers without seriously hurting them.ā€ The professor smiled at Ace. The professor telepathically contacted Stinger and Cara. ā€œCara, this is the Charles Xavier. Please release Stinger, she wonā€™t attack Iā€™m sure of it. You need to take it easy now. Your body is being pushed to its limits, your teammates and I fear you wonā€™t last long if you continue this way. I shall talk to Stinger. I think I can get through to her now that youā€™ve reached her heart. Rest now.ā€ Charles spoke gently to Cara.

Charles then telepathically spoke to Stinger, ā€œWendy, This is Charles Xavier. Please listen to me carefully. You heard what Cara has spoken to you and she speaks through much wisdom. You cannot trust weapon-x not to betray you. They mean no mutant good and will eventually aim to hunt us all down. There will be no running. Join us, support a cause you know to be right. Even if itā€™s not to fight for it, just believing in that cause once again can and will save yours and many other lives. Iā€™ve seen it happen before. What do you say Wendy?ā€ Charles asked. He sounded like a nurturing father.
[OOC: Iā€™m assuming Cara released Stinger.]
Stinger felt much better, she replied, ā€œIā€™ll trust you and believe in what I did before all of this mess. Geez you sure know how to make a girl ruin her mascaraā€¦ā€

Fuyumi looked at the sentinels and let out a heavy sigh. ā€œIf I have to see more of these again today, whether fake or real, Iā€™m going to have a heart attack.ā€ She then dashed toward the sentinel. Once she reached the foot of one of the large machines she tried to phase it into the ground. The sentinelā€™s left foot began to sink into the concrete. Fuyumi phased back through the ground to the surface. The sentinel struggled to pull itā€™s foot out of the ground. Fuyumi hoped that it would tear its foot off trying to pull it from the ground but it was too strong, it only ripped up the concrete and it was then free.

Kyle flew by and toward a sentinel. He dodged the lazer beams that shot at him by flying in swift loops. He managed to get close enough to one of the sentinels heads and he gave it a sucker punch knocking it off center. The sentinel next to the now staggering sentinel blasted Kyle back with a laser blast burning a large hole in Kyleā€™s shirt and sending him falling towards the ground.

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Ryan had almost slowed to a complete stop. He was really only walking now. He was listening for the sounds of enemies in the mansion, but there were strangely none at all. He was concerned. This is insane! Ryan thought. It's like Vincent and the mansion itself are the only things they targeted! They said they were after Vincent which would explain their presence in the danger room. Is there some other motive? Why are they targeting us? It was at that moment that four, very large tremors shook the house. They seemed to come from outside the house. What on Earth? Ryan wondered. What could possibly make that?

For some odd reason, Ryan's thoughts flew to Memory. He hadn't known her for very long. They'd really only sort of "met", recently. She was nice. She'd smiled when she met him, when he'd fumbled over his introduction. They both were. Nice that is. She and her brother Johnathan, they were kind and understanding when they met him. Seen him. They were good people. Come to think of it, he never seemed to see her without him. They must be very close, just like a family should be. Ryan sighed. "Family," he said longingly. Must be really nice, to have someone to trust your entire being to. To know will always have your back, no matter what. What was she doing now? He wondered. Last he'd seen, she was still back there with Vincent and the predator. Come to think of it, she showed up wearing... What on Earth was with that outfit? She looked... No Ryan, she's way out of your league. Plus, she's five years older than you. Besides, she must have worn those clothes for a reason. She wouldn't just jump into battle looking like... she did... unless it had a purpose. There's no time for thoughts like that. Drop it. For your own good. Still, he couldn't help but worry. Was she ok? Did she run away? Did she get caught? Was she in trouble? What if?... What if?... NO! There's no time for thoughts like that. I told you. She'll be fine, she's with Johnathan. Her brother loves her. He'll have her back. He'll protect her. That's what brothers are for. Not you. Ryan sighed again, there was no room for him there.

Just then, Ryan heard the noise of footsteps. It was odd though. There were a few short ones, in rapid succession, followed by silence, then more. They repeated just like that. They had far too long a period of silence to be any regular kind of footsteps. Ryan's whole body tensed. He picked up his pace, running again, and fast. It frightened him. What could be in the house with him? What kind of thing walked like that? How could it be getting so close with so few footsteps.

"Finally found you, everyone else is on their way." Thantos gasped. Even though it was quiet, Ryan almost shouted when he swore. "Jesus! Thantos! You scared the shit out of me!" "We left just in time four sentinels just showed up." "Shit! Sentinels? In the Danger Room? The sound of them landing came from outside? How many are there? No time, talk while we jog, I'll slow down now, I'm sorry I moved so fast, I had to get Adria out of there." "We need to hurry and get back. Their gonna need us." "First thing's first, we need to get Adria to the infirmary. Secondly, if there really are sentinels outside, they're gonna need us there. We report to Doctor Xavier, as planned. This way!" Ryan jogged with Thantos down to the infirmary. Ryan felt they could afford to take it a little slower since there were two conscious people escorting Adria as opposed to one. He felt bad he had to go so fast in the first place. Thantos looked dead tired, but he kept up like a real trooper. However, escorting Adria was important. It had to be done. They laid Adria in one of the beds the second they got to the infirmary. They called for some help and turned to leave immediately. The nurse tried to get them to stay and recover from their injuries. "No time ma'am," Ryan shouted, already leading Thantos out the door and back to the front door. "We're just a little tired, they need us out front!"

They headed down the hallway and to the front door. Ryan stopped before they reached it. "If there are Sentinels out there, we need to be prepared. A games and all that. You ready? If so, lead on. We're in for the fight of our lives. Only one way to know for sure if we're ready." Ryan held out his fist, waiting for Thantos to bump fists with him. They hadn't been friends for long, but they were close. Ryan knew Thantos would cover his back, just as he would cover Thantos's.

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"Ryan... are you wearing the metal shoes?"

Ryan nodded in reply, "Yeah. We were gonna practice that thing."

"You wanna practice it now? I could throw you at one of the sentinels."

"Are you sure?.. We've never tried before."

"Yeah I'll be able to throw you and your gonna hit that thing hard!" He reached out and bumped Ryan's fist.

"Alright if your sure let's do it!"

Ryan threw open the doors and lined himself up with one of the sentinels. Thantos was looking for a strong anchor. This push wasn't gonna be easy. Finding one he nodded to Ryan who jumped up into the air. Burning steel Thantos pushed against the piping in the house and against the metal base of Ryan's boots throwing Ryan through the air (launched at an accelerating 15 feet per second approx speed at contact 40 mph). After about five seconds Ryan makes contact with the sentinel. Dousing the burning steel Thantos steadies himself against the fatigue. That worked about as well as I could have hoped.

Having caught his breath Thantos grabs another vial off of his belt pulling the cork off and downing the contents. Seeing Magneto surrounded by a group of soldiers. He starts burning pewter and runs to help him. Reaching the circle he lowers his shoulder and charges the group dropping three of the soldiers in the group. "Professor! Use these!" He throws a handful of coins towards his professor. Continuing forward he feels something hit his shoulder. The pewter strengthening his body he continues forward grabbing the soldier and headbutting him to unconscious.

(ooc I got permission to do the dialogue between Thantos and Ryan as well as throw him at the sentinel.)

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At Thantos's direction, Ryan flung open the doors. Quickly scanning the battlefield, he saw everyone who was out front helping the teachers. Oh great, they were all watching. Shaking off the pressure, Ryan lined himself up with the closest sentinel. He wanted to take out something threatening while not pushing Thantos too hard. Here's goes nothing He said in his head, praying that Thantos didn't miss. At Thantos's signal, Ryan jumped into the air, whipping his tail around to rifle himself and "hold himself still in mid-air" so Thantos would have an easy shot. In mid-air, Ryan pointed his feet towards his friend... and brand new propulsion system.

At that moment, it felt like a giant hand had connected with his feet and slammed him forward. The G-Forces alone would have killed a normal human being. Luckily, Ryan wasn't normal. The one thing that had ostracized him for his entire life, was now saving it. His body was strong, his bones were dense. He body absorbed the impact and carried it forward. Fists first and spinning. Ryan rocketed through the air, gaining massive speed. This combination was perfect. All of Ryan's physical strength combined with all of Thantos's might. Ryan was gonna hit that thing and hit it hard with his reinforced fists, fueled by Thantos's push. All it needed was a name. Something to describe their powerful combination and what it did. Screaming against the wind, Ryan shouted with all his might, "Perfect Combustion of Manly Souls Cannonball Attack!" He couldn't tell if anyone heard, he hoped no one did, but it didn't matter, it was a perfect name for a perfect combination. That giant hand at his back pushed him hard, and continued to push him until he hit the sentinel. It was like no feeling he'd ever had in his life. Nothing else has come close. At one moment he was blasting through the air, his body compressing from the back, feeling like his feet might go through his body. Ryan felt himself compress for a moment, almost to a breaking point. His body felt squished, and for a moment, he couldn't breathe. His mind cried out in agony. This sort of punishment should be unbearable. His nerves and muscles screamed in retort. His bones and scaled fists, however, could take it. He felt the metal give, his body decompressed, and he could breathe again. The Sentinels chest caved, forming a massive pair of craters. The mighty sentinel began to fall.

Ryan had been flung almost upwards by Thantos's push, so when the sentinel began to topple, forced back by the impact, Ryan, literally, came out on top. Whipping his tail around, and generating momentum, Ryan spun his body around, kicking the sentinel as hard as he could on its chest, forcing it down and giving gravity an unneeded boost, far faster than the sentinel could regain it's balance. He shouted again, roaring out the name of his next attack, "Get the Hell Away From My Precious Friends Kick!"

As the sentinel crashed to the ground, Ryan fell on top of it, absorbing his impact. He crawled up to it's face as quickly as he could, dodging the flailing limbs. When he got to his destination, he looked down with grim pride at what he had accomplished. This once mighty weapon was no more. He pulled his fist up, high into the air. He then slammed his fist down as fast as he could, forming yet another crater in the softer parts of the Sentinel's face. One last time he shouted the name of his attack. "Just Who The Hell Do You Think I Am? Punch!" He roared. He felt the metal inner workings give out, and stop whirring. He got up, dusted himself off, and jumped down from it's face. When he landed, he found himself to be rather woozy. Flying that fast, and striking something that hard, twice, had taken quite a bit out of him. He knelt down for a moment, trying to regain his senses and his balance. He surveyed the battlefield while he rested, waiting for the world to stop spinning. Noticing Thantos in the midst of combat, he flipped him a super cheesy thumbs up. "Let's never do that again!" Ryan shouted.

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ā€œIt wonā€™t appear if you fight for the wrong side Stinger. We will win this war! The humans will lose!ā€ Cara was careful to keep her voice down. It seemed that although she had joined Xavierā€™s little band of mutants she still did not completely share his vision of peace between humans and mutants. Stinger was a little surprised. ā€œCome on; letā€™s move before those sentinels see us.ā€ She said gesturing Stinger towards the mansion. Her breathing was getting heavier and her hand was now covering over her now profusely bleeding wound.

Stinger followed Cara, it was good to feel like she had her old friend back, somewhat. She was concerned to see that Cara had sustained some serious wounds. Stinger knew that Cara was always one to push herself too far, when Stinger would have long fled a fight that was getting too tough for her liking, Cara would fight until Magneto would drag her away. After a few feet Cara collapsed onto her side. Stinger knelt down beside Cara, ā€œDammit Cara, you push yourself way too hard!ā€ She was about to help Cara up when she realized that the Sentinel was approaching. She quickly stood to her feet and blasted the robot with an electric charge, however her powers were ineffective against this particular model of sentinel as they were heavily insolated and immune to electric attacks. ā€œOhā€¦ shit this is a problemā€¦ā€ Stinger said as watched the Sentinel loom over her. It was programmed not to target members of weapon X so it ignored her and attempted to target Cara.

Cara made her move taking hold of its shadow she used all of her remaining strength to corrupt the machine into turning its own gun into pointing at its ā€˜hipsā€™ just before it fired. The resounding thud as the third sentinel crashed to the earth. Stinger had breathe a sigh of relief. ā€œSaving my ass must be a pastime of yours Cara.ā€ Stinger said with a smile. She then noticed Cara had passed out. She knelt down beside Cara again and began to try to awaken her. ā€œI need to get her to a doctor.ā€ Stinger said as she began to pick Cara up. ā€œI suppose I should find the infirmary in hereā€¦ā€

As Kyle fell from the sky after being blasted by the sentinels Scott rushed over to catch him. Scott made it just in time to intercept Kyle from hitting the ground. Kyle looked a bit stunned but he was alright. As Scott held Kyle in his arms he asked, ā€œYou took a pretty nasty blast, are you alright Kyle?ā€

Kyle looked at Scott with a squiggly little grin an wrapped his arms around Scottā€™s neck to give him a big flirtatious hug. Kyle could never pass a rare opportunity to be flirty and this close to the handsome and oh so serious Scott Summers.

Scott blushed nervously and sighed. ā€œWhat am I going to do with you?ā€

Kyle giggled mischievously, ā€œFor starters you could help me find someplace privateā€¦ā€

Scott quickly interrupted, ā€œToo far Kyle. Never mind, help me subdue those soldiers surrounding Magneto.ā€ He let Kyle down and Kyle began to hover slightly above the ground once more.

More sentinels dropped down from the sky, the X-men would have serious trouble taking out this amount of them. Magneto knew that heā€™d be able to handle them with great ease but he had to get rid of this continual flow of soldiers. As Pietro knocked them out they wouldnā€™t stay down. Scott noticed the large group of sentinels that landed at knew that they had to help Magneto available to handle them. Scott blasted a soldier back with his optic blast and he realized that the man sparked. The soldiers that attacked Magneto and Pietro were robots made out of a non-metal alloy. This was another clever trick of Trasks to subdue Magneto while he sent the sentinels to deal with the others.

ā€œThose are Robots! Magneto, Kyle, Pietro, Fuyumi, donā€™t hold back they arenā€™t human!ā€ Scott warned them.

ā€œLeave the sentinels to me. Cyclops please handle the toy soldiers.ā€ Magneto spoke in a tone that indicated how tired he was of Trasks games. He levitated over to the mass of sentinels and as they attacked he erected his electromagnetic shield to nullify the sentinelā€™s blasts. ā€œFools will create weapons of even more foolish quality.ā€ Magneto said as he waved his hands back and forth, the air seemed to ripple as he used his powers. The Sentinels began to slam into one another. He then mad a chopping motion causing the heads of several of the sentinels to decapitate and fall to the ground. He simply crumpled the others up. And hurled them at Trasksā€™ temp base.

Trask ordered everyone to pull back and retreat. He then spoke to David and Victor on his head piece. ā€œDavid, Victor, Weā€™re leaving. Collect the Weapon and X-23 and letā€™s get out of here. Iā€™ve sent someone to retrieve Alexander. Frenzy canā€™t be found and Stinger seems to be with the enemy. Do NOT leave without the Weapon! Thatā€™s an order!!ā€

Charles found Frenzy waking up from her earlier encounter with Sam. She spoke to her calmly. ā€œHello Joanna. I am Charles Xavier. I sensed that you desired to speak with me. You comrades are currently leaving. Do you still wish to meet with me? I will let you go if you must.ā€

Frenzy sat up and responded, ā€œIā€™d rather talk with you actually. Ohā€¦ your student, the one with the wind based abilities, heā€™s one tough contender Iā€™ll give him that. You run one mean operation Xavier. Iā€™m interested in hearing about this place from your perspective. When I listen to Trask go on about the X-men I feel like Iā€™m sitting in on one massive propaganda session. I like to be fair.ā€

ā€œVery well Joanna. I like that very much.ā€ Charles then sat with her and began to explain his mission and mindset. He explained why Magneto changed and his vision for the future. Frenzy now seeing Charlesā€™ vision, joined the X-men.

[inside the Danger room]

X-23 stumbled back some from the hit Logan gave her and shock it off. Her helmet had a very nice crack in it. She pulled it off and let helmet fall to the ground. Long black hair fell free. She had some build that was the same as Logan and Lady Death Strike. The two fought swapping blows equally. Logan was confirmed in his suspicions that X-23 was a copy of him. Perhaps Weapon-X still had his DNA copied to create a clone. That program sickened him. To Logan it was the most inhumane thing yet they persecuted mutants for being inhumane.

Vincent Took metal form and attacked Sabertooth. He delivered a swift punch to sabertooth that Sabertooth dodged by flipping over Vincent. Sabertooth kicked Vincent in the torso and sent him into a wall. He then pounced Vincent and pinned him to the wall. Vincent was well able to lift the pressure Sabertooth placed on him while in metal form. He punched Sabertooth in the jaw knocking him down. Vincent backed away, keeping an eye on Sabertooth.

ā€œWhy donā€™t you stop hiding behind that tin can metal skin and show me your REAL strength? Common, I know it stunts your Psionic power greatly. Show me what your Telekinesis can do, the telekinesis that even out does Charles Xavier. Well what do you say Vinceā€¦?ā€ Sabertooth taunted he really wanted Vincent to focus his attention on him so that David could sedate him. Vincent then swapped forms and Sabertooth leaped with great swiftness at him. A few inches from Vincentā€™s face Sabertooth had stopped in midair by Vincentā€™s telekinesis. Sabertooth hovered in the air suspended by Vincentā€™s telekinesis. Vincent then slammed him into the danger room wall crushing him under the telekinetic force.

ā€œYou wanted a taste now you have it.ā€ Vincent replied rather coldly. His exherted so much telekinetic force onto Sabertooth that he was actually smashing him into the metal walls of the danger room.

Meanwhile David nimbly dodged Philips time bombs. Hideki after timing things just right blasted David with his ā€˜fireworksā€™ but because of Davidā€™s suite, which refracts light energy, the blast of explosive colorful sparklers bounced off in multiple directions. Causing Philip and Hideki to dodge about.

David stopped and smiled at Hideki. Hideki took notice and it reminded him of the look Aidan Oā€™doherty gave him the day before, one that shows someone has claimed something as their own. Hideki didnā€™t much care for that look. David then spoke smoothly ā€œYou know, you really remind me of myself, handsome with a power befitting your natural flare. Too bad my suite refracts light Matsuzaka, that would have been a pretty good shot, much like this one.ā€ David then quickly pulled out a small energy plasma gun and shot Philip in the chest.

Philip fell backward and Hideki was startled. ā€œBoomer!!ā€ Hideki called out. Philip sat up and his skin seemed to glow. He stood and held his hands out and a undirected blast of pink energy shot out from Philips hands. David was knocked backwards a bit. He hit the ground shocked to see and feel that Boom-Boom had a power that their intelligence hadnā€™t warned them about, energy absorption and redirection. Philip didnā€™t often use this ability due to lack of control but this time it came in handy and he got lucky enough not to hit his teammate.

David noticed that this was his opportunity to sedate Vincent. He with the flick of the wrist pulled a sedative gun as he lay on the ground and shot a well-placed tranquilizer at Vincentā€™s neck. Vincent fell to his knees releasing Sabertooth from his telekinesis and the passed out. Philip and Hideki tried to run toward Vincent but as soon as their backs were turned David launched chords around both studentā€™s necks and constricted them from behind. Hideki and Philip pulled at their leash like constraints struggling to get free while Sabertooth grabbed Vincent and darted out of the danger room doors. Leaving the mansion all together. Logan was so deadlocked with X-23 that he couldnā€™t pursue his predatory rival. David cut the constraints on Philip and Hideki and dashed out of the danger room. He shouted to X-23, ā€œX-23 letā€™s move out! We got the weapon. Logan hope to see you soon old friend.ā€ Sabertooth and David were nowhere to be found and Vincent had been officially kidnapped.

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Ace

Ace watched as more sentinels dropped from the sky. 'damn he sent more, where Magneto when you need him' Ace spoke to soon because as soon as they landed most of them were obliterated by the man.'hehe never mind I take that back' "oi Magneto save some for the rest will you!" she shouted to him. she quickly set her sights on a sentinel on her left and with a wave of her hand she sent shadows at it and it pierced the sentinels armor and she made sure they were sharp so she could lop off the head. the sentinel however didn't seem to appeal to this plan when it shot a beam straight at her. Ace formed a shield with her hands built of shadows and as the blast continued her shield began to crack and she started to sink into the ground. sweat formed on her brow as she struggled to keep up the shield and made a hasty move that could either end with her seriously hurt or the sentinel destroyed. she moved her right hand from the shield causing it to lose its power and sped up its cracking. she motioned her hand at the sentinels shadow and coaxed its shadow to move away from her. of course using one arm was quite difficult so she too the chance and at the last moment she dropped her shield and used both arms to shove the shadow away from her causing the beam to shoot away from her and hitting a nearby sentinel. she didn't come away unscathed though, the beam and torn up the ground in front of her causing it to explode in all directions including hers. she got struck in the head by some flying debris and fell to one knee thankfully because of her mask she was seriously hurt by the debris that hit her in the head but it did cause the mask to finally crumble to pieces.. she heard Trask yell at the remaining soldiers to retreat and a small smile formed on her lips. ' whoo its a good thing I made that mask otherwise I'd have one nasty headache once this is all over' she slowly got to her knees and brushed herself off as her shadow armor crumbled and fell away from her body. her amour had taken the brunt of things but she was still bruised in some places.

she noticed that Cara and Stinger were no where to be seen and that the prof. was talking with Frenzy, Cyclops, Pietro, Kyle and Fuyimi were handling some soldiers that haven't retreated yet and noticed how the group was dealing with them and how the soldiers kept on coming at them despite the fact that Cyclops was blasting them, 'so they aren't human huh?' "I guess I should go help them out a bit I'm bored with all these sentinels. so Ace made her way towards Cyclops and the others leaving the remaining if any sentinels to Magneto.


Agent Six
she stood over Adria's still body and reached out to her. the moment her observer spirit touched Adria Agent Six commenced with her plan on waking her up. which was of course using That ability, she never liked using it but in this case she would. she began to pull at Adria's soul, which caused her powers to go haywire and work against her. so to others it would look like Adria was killing herself with her own powers as the water around her began to move and dance about slowly encasing the girl and soon drowning her. of course being as Agent Six isn't actually there she didn't feel the temperature drop within the watery dome the way Adria did. as Adria drowned her skin changed to a bluish hue and soon knowing that she did good Agent Six stopped her pulling causing the watery dome that encased them to fall away with a splash and resulted in her very much wanted outcome. Adria had awaken from her sedated sleep and she sat up quickly taking in a huge breath after coughing up some water. Agent Six was slowly losing consciousness and the effects that this power had on her body began to take its toll. She motioned to Adria and said in a watery voice and said "mission is complete" right before her observer spirit dispersed and her conscious came charging back to its body and she was instantly knocked out.

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Ryan stood up, the world had finally stopped spinning. Quickly surveying the battlefield, Ryan noticed he was very over extended. Rushing back to the rest of the X-men, Ryan pushed as hard as he could. He'd had a good long rest and was ready to move and fight as hard as he could. Luckily for him, running on all fours was so much faster than on two legs, Ryan never understood why everyone else stuck to their bipedal running. Looking over his shoulder, Ryan was glad he'd decided to move. A large number of sentinels had descended upon the Mansion and Ryan wouldn't have wanted to be there when they did. Luckily for him, Magneto had decided he really didn't like the sentinels just landing wherever they pleased. In fact, it appeared he took exception to that and forcibly ejected them from the premises. It was terrifying, but Ryan became very aware of just how glad he was that Magneto was on his side. Remembering Vincent, Ryan called out with his thoughts. Professor Xavier, can you hear me? How're Vincent and the rest of them in the Danger Room doing? we left them with an advantage in numbers, but you can never be sure.

Unfortunately, Magneto had stopped dealing with the foot soldiers, which it turned out were just non-metallic robots. Nothing he could do really. Not if they were synthenoids. That, however, was just perfect for Ryan. Time to really let loose, now Ryan didn't have to worry about killing them, which he was very concerned about when fighting the human men. Ryan ran as fast as he could, still on all fours, joining Scott, Thantos, Kyle, and the others in dispatching the rest of the foot soldiers, Ryan pounced on the nearest synthenoid, knocking it to the ground and landing on top of it. Ryan raised his fist high in the air, claws snapping out and plunging his clawed hand into the depths of the machine, rummaging around until he felt something important and ripping it from the machine. The thing sparked in his hands and the robot stopped moving. Ryan crushed the component in his fist. He heard others grouping up behind him, preparing to get him in the back. Ryan lashed out with his right foot, kicking the robots as hard as he could, sending them flying, luckily he'd aimed away from the others. They landed a good distance away, right under where magneto had dropped a sentinel a few moments later. Leaping from his position on the ground to a new target, Ryan landed on two robots at once, slamming their heads together and smashing them completely. Ryan locked his hands together and raised them above his head, slamming them sideways into the chest of an oncoming soldier, knocking out his chest cavity completely which was hurled into another soldier and exploded. Whipping his entire body around, Ryan lashed out with his claws, turning himself, temporarily, into a bladed tornado quickly taking out another four approaching soldiers. Slightly winded, Ryan then jumped back and joined Scott, Thantos, and the others who were working on the foot soldiers under Magneto's directions. "Damn there's a lot of them. Plus, they don't go down as easy as the humans do. Guess we'll have to fight smarter, not harder. Any idea how to take down a big number of them all at once?" Ryan asked. "I'm only any good one on one, not when there's so many of them."

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Thantos watched as Magneto destroyed and crushed the sentinels. 'Really glad that hes on our side' Thantos extinguished his pewter and reached his hand out iron pulling the coins he had thrown earlier back to his hand. Turning to face the incoming robotic solders he held up the handful of coins and smiled. ' If their not human then i don't have to feel bad about this.' Tossing the coins into the air Thantos flares steel and sends the coins flying into the approaching wave of synthenoids. A crunching sound can be heard as the coins force their way through the bodies of the synthenoids.

The coins reach the back of the wave of robots. 'Not down yet?' Thantos quickly flares iron pulling the coins back through the robots. The second wave of coins crippling and collapsing the robots as Thantos looks around for Ryan. Seeing him across the battlefield he pushes himself off of a fallen coin landing behind him. "You alright Ryan? You seam a little tired. I didn't throw you to hard did I?"

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Sweet Dreams hummed to life with the wave of her hand as Maxx entered the Bakery. The stereo system was already playing the techno beats of dance music, ā€œFeel So Close" by Calvin Harris, one of her favorites. Most food establishments recommend playing soothing and soft music to relax the temperaments of the patrons. In Maxx's opinion, screw that, especially in the morning when a lot of people are dragging their feet to work. Why does the coffee have to be the only perk me up in the morning, sometimes a good song can put you in a productive mood as well.

The petite mutant started the coffee, took a look at the clock, 15 minutes until opening, and strolled into the kitchen where her new pastry chef was already working.
"Morning, Gorgeous." Jeff glanced up from piping butter cream onto a dark chocolate cupcake.
"Mornin'. How did they come out?" Maxx picked up the semi finished product and stuffed a large bite into her mouth. The dark chocolate melded in harmony with the red wine butter cream. A satisfied face quickly turned into a concerned one, and a quick look at Jeff's face made it clear, something was off. Another smack of her tongue and Maxx was able to put her finger on it. "Tell me you didn't Jeff."

Jeff's hands went up defensively. "I had no choice, we ran out of butter! There are no supermarkets open at four in the morning."

"You should have just made the butter! You know I can't stand shortening in my butter cream! It ruins the texture!" The lights began to flicker in the kitchen and Maxx tried to regain control of her temper. Today wasn't just any day; it was the monthly bake off with Ace, a friendly competition between two cafe owners. And now there were sure to lose, and though it was friendly competition, itā€™s a competition nonetheless and Maxx hated to lose. "Damnit!" The microwave beeped to life.

"You have to calm down. Listen, twenty of them have your traditional butter cream, we'll just have to put those out. Call it a limited time special, while supplies last. People love that stuff, they'll sell like hot cakes."

Maxx took in a deep breath, she had to calm down. The situation sucked, but they were not in dire straits. "Fine, save me one. Because if we win this, it'll be a miracle and I want to rub it in her face." Another deep breath, itā€™s gonna be okay Maxx. "I'll start on the split pea soup. And remind me fire Stephanie, there's no reason we should ever run out of something as staple as butter."

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Maxx hung up the phone in disbelief. After comparing the numbers with Ace's bakery. Somehow Sweet Dreams won, huh, what are the odds. Welp, she knew what was next on her list of things to do. The dark chocolate cupcake with red wine butter cream was placed in a single baby blue treat box. 'Enjoy the sweet taste of victory' was written on the front and she signed her name. This one was to be delivered personally.

It didn't take her long to arrive at what once resembled the mansion. Now it looked like the aftermath of World War III. She debated driving off, letting them deal with their obvious misfortune, but upon closer inspection she could see it hadnā€™t yet passed. Maxx placed her Mazda 6 in park and although she removed the key, the carā€™s lights still blared, a reflection of her temper rising yet again. This was no doubt a human attack on the Mansion. Who else would attack the normally peaceful community? And the sad part is, these people wonā€™t learn, theyā€™ll still risk their lives for peace among the two species. She walked over to the smoking pile of soldiers and bent down; draining what was left of any electrical currents in their circuits in one hand, cupcake in the other.

Once again on her feet she looked over the group. ā€œWhereā€™s Ace?ā€ She had to admit, she was annoyed at the girl, getting involved in this stupid battle. ā€œOh, uh, you guys alright?ā€ The thought of them being injured was a hind thought. Itā€™s not like she could help much if they were.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) Character Portrait: Kyle Jean- Claude (Marvel) Character Portrait: Abe Fuyumi (Shadow)
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Ace
unfortunately before Ace had actually reached them something shook the ground and she looked up to find a sentinels hand coming her way. she quickly dodged it and jumped on its arm making a large sword which she plunged into its chest. electricity sparked around it 'thats not good nor is it natural'.it may have stopped the setinel but it wasnt a great idea to have done so because the sentinel exploded with her still stuck to it.'Damn mabye this wasnt so great an idea'. Ace was flung backwards and at the last moment made a shadowy cacoon around herself right before she hit the ground. the cocoon fell away and Ace started to crawl out of it when she heard someone ask about her.

she looked up in the direction of the small delicate voice to find the one person she did not want to deal with at the moment'Sparxx'letting out a sigh Ace stumbled as she got out of her little cocoon she was a bit nauseated from her little joyride. just from looking at her friendly rival Ace knew she was a bit ticked which would explain why the sentinal exploded the way it did. Ace walked over towards her "What the hell are you doing here Sparky?"she asked knowing full well how mich the older girl hated when Ace called her that,chuckling a bit to herself she noticed the small box Maxx had in her hands and took note of the pile of robotic soldiers just by looking at them she guessed Maxx must of taken what little juice they had."so whats with the box?"

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Jonathan Moore Character Portrait: Vincent Xavier (Psionic) Character Portrait: Memory Ashcroft
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Jonathan froze.

The words were repeating in his mind over and over and over again. For a second he almost couldn't believe his ears, determined that his mind had played a trick on him and that his sister in her honey sweet voice had not just asked him this question but in fact a much more innocent one that could easily be answered. To his dismay, this undying hope was shattered by her next words.

"Come on, Jonathan! You have to use your power!"

He stepped back from her, his heart aching slightly in worry and fear.

"Just this once, Jonathan, please!"

His eyes snapped to the sky as an army of sentinels dropped to the ground with an earthshaking thud from every metallic set of feet touching down. He knew that he could help the X-men with his most powerful and uncontrolled ability. He knew that with concentration and effort he could easily help them, buying them time at the very least. However, Jonathan did not trust his ability. The talent of bending reality to your will comes at a price, this like this always do. Jonathan's price, at least as far as he believed, was a small part of his soul every time. Each and every use of this ability always left him feeling a little more dead inside, as if it were so unnatural and wrong that his very soul shed a piece of itself in shame whenever he dared use it.

And now Memory was telling him to use it on something as big as a sentinel?

'Is she insane?!'

"You are so much more powerful than you think, Jonathan," She called at him griping the shoulders of his top and dragging his face down closer to her own until her warm minty breath blew onto his pain filled features.
"I know you can do this." With an upward wave of his arms, Jonathan removed her hands from his and pushed her back slightly.

"You can't ask me to do this, Memory. Not you. You know what happened last time." He replied in a haunted voice as the memories of his last use of this ability returned. Memories of the dream, memories of the boy. Mostly though, there were memories of the almost puppet-like qualities that this eight year old child version of Jonathan Moore possessed, following every command that J gave him and never once showing any signs of independent thought. He had created a mindless being from his own dreams and the guilt he felt having to destroy was almost too much to bear, even now. Thankfully, the creations from his dream appear and disappeared similarly to how the figures and objects in his victims fear-filled worlds came into existence, breaking away in the wind like dust or smoke.

"J... I- I know this is unfair to ask of you. I know that I shouldn't but we have no choice. There are creatures of death in metal suits dropping onto top of us and the only one who can actually do any real damage to them is currently fucking busy! Now do something!"

Closing his eyes reluctantly, Jonathan finally did as she asked. Focussing on an image within his mind - the image of a large crack ripping through a sentinel's body which had landed not far from their position - he concentrated on bringing into existence. It did not work. Trying again, he concentrated harder. Trying one last time, he gave a pathetic whimper and gave up.

"Memory... it's not working. Usually I have to be asleep for this to work but... I would need complete calm to concentrate but it's not working. I-I just can't... I can't do it... I'm sorry..."

Her eyebrows pulled close together and she moved in close to him threateningly, their bodies mere inches away. She was trying to intimidate him lightly, making him at least keep trying. Her powers were useless in this situation with the soldiers being robotic and the outfit that she had chosen was hardly one designed for fighting in. She lifted herself onto her toes to move in closer, just to make her point more.

"Jonathan, I know that you hate this power... I know that you never want to ever use it again... but we are running out of options. We are losing this battle and all of the others are currently busy trying to stop these things. You have the ability to at least stall them until Magneto can finish them off and we need you. Now help us."

Their eyes connected for a moment and Jonathan gave one stiff nod before moving her out of the way. Taking a deep breath to calm himself slightly and closing his eyes once more, he allowed his power to resurface and attempted to at least do some damage to the metal creatures terrorising his family and friends. Focussing hard on that same image of a crack ripping along one of the sentinel, he tried to let his daydream come to life.

For a sickeningly worrying moment, Jonathan and Memory waited as one of the large robotic men located them and started in their direction, its palm raised to fire. It seemed to them that nothing would happen, especially for Jonathan. He had never shown anyone this ability before except Memory and only a few people knew he possessed it - those being Vincent, Xavier, Magneto and a few other professors - and it appeared that this would continue. Then, however, the sound of metal breaking open reached their ears and the ground-breaking footsteps of the sentinel ceased. Jonathan opened his eyes and looked up at the monstrous mechanical man with his sister. A thin crack in the sentinel's face which was sparking and flaming dangerously had opened up and a wide grin spread on J's face before the creature began to move yet again.

Jonathan took a step back staring up at their pursuer, panicking greatly about whether or not they would survive. Taking his sister's hand, they ran, as fast as they could as far as they could which ended up leading them into the middle of the fight with the robots Magneto had been fighting. The half-siblings turned simultaneously to see the sentinel that Jonathan had damaged (if you could really call that little scratch into it's armour damage) crush in on itself before being tossed to the ground unceremoniously by Magneto, their saviour.

Each taking a sigh of relief, they fled for safer ground away from the robots but close enough to lend assistance if needed.

(OOC: I am so sorry to everyone that you have waited this long for something so... crap. I'll do better in my next post, I promise.)

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Sabertooth (Victor Creed) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Logan (Wolverine) Character Portrait: Jonathan Moore Character Portrait: David North (Agent Zero)
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Black Jack

During the battle, a figure stood on a branch, hidden within the leaves of the trees, just watching. With freshly polished black dress shoes, perfect, unwrinkled Armani black dress pants, a white button down silk shirt, with an equally unwrinkled black Armani suit jacket, with a beige trench coat, left unbuttoned, Travis made no move to help in anyway, even to those whom were suffering. A student, so he assumed, ran onto the property during the middle of the fight, taking Frenzy away from Cara. His eyes passed over Trask and his team, while keeping an eye out for just one.

He had worked with Trask in the past. Being a high bidder for his skills, he couldn't say no. He, himself, had done some things that others would consider, morally wrong, or disturbing. To him, it mattered but little. He did what needed to be done, and in his eyes, he didn't do anything wrong. Perhaps pushed the limits a little over the line. Others have said to him he was a savior, being able to erase any unwanted memories, such as deaths, bad break-ups, vicious attacks to name a few. Trask was not one that Travis would want to work with on a regular basis, regardless of the money he threw at him. He preferred to be able to choose his clients based on what they needed, and if they left the message correctly. Travis was a bit of a perfectionist, his clothes a good example. No wrinkles, perfect size, fit, and even the creases down the front were perfectly straight.

His eyes scanned over Xavier and Magneto. Travis had passed by Charles many times, and had even gone to a few of his speeches at the white house, explaining the Mutant Phenomenon. Travis respected Xavier. He approached situations with calmness, and logic. He did what he could for mutants, even making a school for them to go, be themselves, and control their powers. He had the best intentions not only for mutants, but for the future of the world as well. But no matter how good the intentions are, they are always met with setbacks, and those that won't/will never agree. Travis was positive that if Xavier saw him, he would recognize him.

Early on in his life, Travis agreed with a lot of what Magneto said, and did. Humans and Mutants would never learn to accept one another. Sure, there would be the odd few that would accept the other, but it wouldn't be enough. War would still break out. Many would lose loved ones on both sides, and today was a prime example. Trask, going all out just for one, would demolish the school, kill who needed to be killed, just to get what he wanted, not caring who he stepped over to get it, be it friends, foe, or his own flesh and blood. To prove his own point, Trask had brought his top guns. X-23, Agent Zero, Sabertooth, Frenzy, Stinger.

The battle was growing bigger, enveloping most of the Xavier Campus. It even got so close to Travis, that he took this time to teleport, vanishing from his spot in the tree, to inside the mansion. Specifically an office. The one he was watching for had not come outside, so they had to be still inside. The windows had been blown out. Glass, dirt, rocks and parts of the wall covered the floor. Glass cracked under his shoes as he scanned the room, never taking his hands from his pockets. He had studied a map of the Institute before making his way over to the school, and by the looks from outside, and the office, he was on the east side, an office most likely owned by one of the teachers. The room was useless to him, and so he vanished once again, this time appearing in front of an elevator shaft. The door opened, and Travis calmly walked in. The Doors shut, and it began it's decent downwards to the lower levels.

The elevator stopped, and just as the doors began to open, Travis teleported out, reappearing in the Control room. Below, in the danger room, he could see Vincent, Wolverine, X-23, Agent Zero, and a few of the students fighting with each other. At least the weapon is still here.. Again, the one he was looking for was not present in the Danger room, so he left, vanishing as quickly as he arrived.

Adria

She was taken to safety from Vincent, and rode the back of Ryan to the infirmary. While she was out, the battle continued. Vila had continued to hold her position in the Danger Room, while Aaiyah and Alexander dominated the surface. Agent Zero ended up taking Jonathan and Memory hostage, making them take him to the Danger Room. Cara and Stinger went neck and neck, while Logan couldn't give up a change to give it to Sabertooth. Xavier seemed to help those on both sides of the fence, while Sentinals made their entrance, tying Magneto up with their presence.

Adria didn't like what she was feeling while she was sedated. Like being in a vivid dream, she could feel something tugging at her core, her subconscious desperately trying to latch onto it. Even though she ran, she didn't move. There was darkness everywhere around her, and the only light was herself, and the white orb that she could not catch, no matter how hard she tried.

The water that engulfed her body put tremendous weight on her body from being compacted into a specific shape. Like her own power had turned against her, her eyebrows furrowed together, her lungs being rid of what air it had, and was replaced with little mouthfuls of water from her sudden gasps. The temperature had dropped, and for the first time in a long time, she could feel the coldness.

It was an odd feeling to feel life slipping from your very body, an experience Adria hadn't felt before. She`s had her fair share of wounds and blood loss, but nothing like this. It was suffocating. With her skin turning colors, Adria ran as fast as she could to the white energy orb. Slowly, but surely, she began to get closer, and eventually, what felt like years, she reached out to it. Her finger tips barely brushed it, and the next thing Adria knew, she was coughing up water, her lungs gasping for breath.

"Mission is complete."

Adria could hear Agent Six, but she never got the chance to see her. Her head pounded and her lungs hurt. She was bruised up on her side from the fight, but luckly, she didn't have any broken bones.

Adria + Black Jack

Travis had teleported to many different rooms, on the lower levels and top levels. He had no luck looking for who he wanted to, and their was only a few places left. The Infirmary was close by, so instead of teleporting, he simply walked. As he got closer, he could hear the sound of water splashing onto the floor, and someone coughing, like they were just saved from drowning. He only knew of one that could manipulate water at this institute, and that ment he was on the right track. The Infirmary door was slightly Ajar, Travis stopping in front looking through the crack.

"Mission is complete."

Pushing the door open, Adria looked over, ice blue eyes meeting Travis's brown ones. Before she could ask who he was, or where he came from, he disappeared, and reappeared beside her, his hand covering her eyes. "Been a long time Adria," he began, closing his eyes. "Sleep.. You'll feel better after."

Adria couldn't ignore what he said, her eyelids feeling like they had bricks hanging from the lids. Within seconds, she was out again. "Let me see what you've seen.." Travis whispered, the memories of the last few months playing for him like a movie on a big screen.

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Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Jonathan Moore Character Portrait: Memory Ashcroft Character Portrait: Cara Black (Shadowdancer) Character Portrait: Stinger (Wendy Sherman)
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Caraā€™s eyes flickered slightly, the sounds of the battle were still raging around her but she felt somewhat distant from it all; her head was pounding and her ears ringing heavily. ā€œWā€¦ Whaā€¦ā€ she groaned her senses still not quite back to what they should be. It took some time for her to realise that Stinger was trying to pick her up.

Slowly her surroundings began to become slightly clearer although still fogged over, if it wasnā€™t for Stingerā€™s brightly coloured hair she would have blended in with the now greying skies.

She made an attempt to speak. ā€œStā€¦ Sting...ā€ the words sounding weak in her throat. Perhaps she was more hurt then she had earlier thought. Eventually the fog began to lift and the resounding throb in her head brought her into reality the sharp pain in her shoulder quickly following.

She sat up quickly; slightly alarming Stinger who tried to keep her still but Cara just shrugged her off, pulling herself weakly to her feet. ā€œNo.ā€ she managed, her voice croaking. She could see the battle still raging around them, Magneto was dealing with the sentinels the massive metal men crumbling beneath his power and the weapon x attackers seemed to be retreating. That was good news; Cara had no intention of becoming a puppet any time soon.

She turned over to look towards the mansion, Jonathan and Memory had retreated back towards Magneto evidently running into trouble with a sentinel, Ryan and Thantos appeared to be dealing with the remaining soldiers and it looked as though another two mutants had arrived, one being the Art teacher Vincent the other Cara didnā€™t recognise but it looked like the mad mutant Ace knew them, who could tell if that was good news or not.

As Cara took in her surroundings her other senses came back in full swing, the crunch of sentinels crushing together and falling to the ground deafening her, the taste and smell of blood and sweat filling her nose and mouth making her wince. The pain in her shoulder and head was intense and followed with an aching that hit to her very core.

She stumbled under the weight of her own senses for a moment looking as though she was about to crash down once more but managed to hold on, pulling herself into a proper footing, she drew the knife from her boot and began to look through the bodies.

There wasnā€™t many bodies remaining most of the losing soldiers having retreated at Traskā€™s orders, it seemed that Cara was the only one actually aiming to kill on the mutant side. ā€˜Pacifists!ā€™ she grumbled to herself in her thick Russian accent. Eventually she found what she was looking for, a radio. She picked it from the corpse and checked to see if it was still working. There was a slight amount of crackling through the speaker but it was definitely still operational. It could be the lucky find they needed.

She turned to limp quickly back towards the students collecting the four of them together. ā€œAre all of you ok?ā€ She asked as she approached. ā€œWhy are you all out here? You should be inside where itā€™s safe!ā€ she told them all hurriedly, checking the four of them over for injuries and ignoring her own.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Sabertooth (Victor Creed) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver)
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Aidan Oā€™doherty

Aidan sat at home watching television. He had a long day at the hospital where he worked. There were several consultations with people that he could care a grain of salt about. The mutant human relations were getting much worse. Aidan cringed to see the Xavier mansion on television, being attacked. Nothing the news reporters on television sympathized with the school or students. Aidan wasnā€™t the most sympathetic person by a long shot but he definitely saw a problem with the lack of care about mutants being hunted down by the government. He had lived for a very long time, and had seen mutants punished and attacked throughout history. Times were becoming dangerous.

ā€œIt seems mankind is becoming a little too ignorant and brazen for my likingā€¦ā€ Aidan said as he watched the news footage from his couch. ā€œI think history demands I strike some fear in the hearts of those ungrateful little gutter snipes. We mutants allow them to live here with us out of sheer grace and mercy, and this is the thanks we get? A dog that continues to bite his masters hand must be shot in the head.ā€ Aidan decided that he would have to pay Charles Xavier another visit, much sooner than he had anticipated.

Vincent Xavier

As Sabertooth carried the sedated Vincent Xavier he chuckled. David looked a bit conflicted. The rendezvoused with the rest of the Weapon-X team that escaped and boarded a transport unit to head back to base. Sabertooth placed Vincent into a stasis pod so that he would remain sedated during transport. David looked puzzled at Victor. ā€œWhatā€™s so funny Victor?ā€ David said as he sat across from him.

Victor looked up at David after having been staring mostly toward the floor. ā€œThat guy really is somethinā€™ quite scaryā€¦ Anyone that has me even a little frightened is a fucking person to be afraid of. He carried the look of a killer in his eyes the moment I started taunting him. He carries the fury of both his fathers and that ainā€™t nothinā€™ to trifle with.ā€ Victor replied to David with a grin.

ā€œWell itā€™s a good thing you know how to get under peopleā€™s skin otherwise we wouldnā€™t have been able to catch him off guard the way we did. Heā€™s a pretty cool looking guy. Iā€™d hop the fence for him.ā€ David replied with a devilish smirk.

ā€œYouā€™re always hoppinā€™ the fence North.ā€ Victor replied as he rolled his eyes. David most always played both sides of the field at his leisure. Victor only had to threaten David once that his piece of the field was off limits else Victor penetrate Davidā€™s gut with his claws. However, it was North that Victor spend the most personal time with oddly enough. The two could somehow trust each other, most likely because they were both highly efficient killing machines and could be more ruthless than most others.

ā€œGod Iā€™m just not fully healing from that scuffle with him. That asshole almost shattered several bones while trying to damn near crush me.ā€ Victor griped in annoyance.

ā€œItā€™s a good thing he was still going easy on you. Knowing what the files said about his possible potential he should have been able to have brought down the entire danger room without much trouble. My guess is that he was trying to keep control and not fight Xavierā€™s locks on his powers. On another note, it seems Frenzy and Stinger turned coat on us. Iā€™d figure that Wendy would do something fickle like that but Joanna surprised me.ā€ David said in a thoughtful manner.

ā€œIā€™m more surprised that youā€™re surprised North. I gotta say that those kids put up a pretty good fight. I almost crushed that Asian boy with the fireworks in my arms, just because I knew that it would really piss Logan off.ā€ Victor reminisced.

David glanced up at Victor and then looked back down at the gun he fiddled with in his hands. ā€œI liked that guy. He looks like me but chipper and less of a bastard than I. Also that Minerva girlā€¦ she was something else. Her brother looked like he could have gutted me good for even looking at her let alone holding her hand.ā€ David was all smiles. ā€œIf either light bright or Memory girl asked me to join the X-men I probably would and retire.ā€ David began to laugh at himself.

Victor cringed. ā€œAnd that would be the day I actually would want to kill you. Jeez North you are crazy. But then again I donā€™t plan on sticking with Weapon-X and Trask too much longer anyway. I personally wanna kill him slowly. He lied to us to get us to join weapon-X in the first place. I guess I canā€™t blame Stinger and Frenzy for jumping ship.ā€ Victor then smirked.

The transport unit arrived at the weapon X facility. With Stinger and Frenzy having joined the X-men and X-23 as a hostage, they were going to have to relocate seeing that their location was now compromised. Trask wasnā€™t worried in the slightest about X-23 telling the X-men anything, sheā€™d rather die than to do that, also she never really spoke on a normal basis anyway so the X-men would likely not inspire her to start. The government was swift about their relocation techniques and within an hour the base was whisked away to another not too far off but just as secrete location.

Vincent had awoken, his eyes were heavy and the room was somewhat dark. He was strapped down to a metal table. The restraints placed on him were made with heavy adamantium metal including the locks. Vincent wondered where he was and what was happening. He looked to his left and right and noticed that he wasnā€™t as alone as he felt. He was surrounded by five petit sisters of blonde hair. They looked to be in a trance. They were concentrating, Vincent could feel it. They were telepaths no doubt about it. He tried to read their minds but they were strong. They were quintuplets and their powers were linked making them a formidable telepathic force.

Vincent struggled and asked, ā€œWho are you? Where am I?ā€ He shifted into his left and right as he asked anxiously.

The five young ladies, with eyes closed, replied in a trance like manner, ā€œWe are the Stepford Cockoos. Weapon-X desires your power be set free. Charles Xavier has locked your potential away. We undid the bindings that Kept the Phoenix locked inside of Jean Grey, setting her free. Charles Xavier has contain you in much the same way. We shall release you too. Where you are is not important. Who you are is.ā€ The five ladies spoke in unison and never broke concentration.

Vincent was horrified at what was about to happen. He had already knew that he wielded a destructive power. He knew of the horrible trouble and chaos the Phoenix caused and hated a part of him-self for being like the Phoenix himself in a way. Vincent felt that he wasnā€™t meant to exist. He was someoneā€™s weapon that tries to lead a normal life. Losing control, to him, reinforced the feelings of being a danger to others. Now these people were threatening to unleash what he hates most about him-self.

Trask walked into the room with his hands held military style/ at attention behind him. He stood over the table grinning at Vincent. The Cuckoos were silent and still concentrating. After a moment of staring Trask finally spoke. ā€œMy dear weapon, how nice it is to have you back! You donā€™t realize how long Iā€™ve waited for you to be back in my grasp. The child of Magneto and Charles will finally realize his full potential! After Xavier tried to ruin my work of art by covering portions of it up! The fool!ā€ Trask stood sinisterly over Vincent as if he personally was going to do the violating that was about to be done to Vincentā€™s life.

Vincent struggled and trying to get free. He first changed to metal form and tried to break through his restraints but Adamantium metal proved too much for him to overcome. He then tried to use his telekinesis to lift the restraints to free him-self. He was making progress until the Stepford Cuckoos hindered the use of his power. They were strong together, very strong. They suppressed his telekinetic powers. He then Vincent began to panic. He then shifted into metal form again, this way he could defend his mind from telepathic attacks. The Cuckoos were able catch Vincent before he could fully shift into metal form and suppressed that ability as well. Vincent struggled helplessly, he lay there turning red with fear and breathing heavily. His best chance was to try to defend him-self from their telepathic workings.

Trask added. ā€œI wonā€™t turn you into a mindless drone if you cooperate with me. You should be excited! This will turn you into the person you were created to be! You might experience some physical appearance changes but heyā€¦ you look good now youā€™ll probably look great after this so no worries, Agent V.ā€ Trask said with a maniacal laugh. He ordered the Cuckoos to begin.

The women began to hum and they glowed. Vincent felt them prying open his mind and his X-gene. It felt like psionic hands smashing down the barriers that Xavier placed. Vincent fought hard to resist the physical changes he was feeling, he felt stronger with each seal broken and his cries for help were in vain. With his final seal broken from him he felt an alternate personality and presence in his body. It was strong and wanted to release its power. Vincent knew that to give into the desire and accept the power that was locked away, would change him forever. In a last ditch attempt to save himself from being taken over he used the sheer force of telepathy and will to divide the newly released portion of his X-gene away from the current portion of the X-gene he had always used, and expelled it from his body. That portion shot out from his body like a blue light and into a nearby embryo waiting to become a clone for Weapon X.

This was something that Trask had not accounted for. David and Victor looked on at the scene in amazement. They had never seen anything like this before. The machine that held the embryo that now held the other half of Vincentā€™s X-gene then exploded yet the embryo glowed and was protected. It floated in midair growing into a baby instantaneously. The growth and aging process didnā€™t stop until he was a grown man who looked much like Magneto, when Magneto was that age. The man opened his eyes he floated above the ground shattering most all of the glass around with his powers.

Trask was amazed. ā€œLook at that!! His fighting our influence created a whole new being!! Heā€™s magnificent!! My Agent V [OOC: Roman numeral 5] youā€™re my beautifully created mutant KILLING MACHINE!!! AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAā€¦..ā€ Trask cackled loudly.

He lifted the metal the bound Vincent and set him free. ā€œSet my brother freeā€¦ā€ He said quietly. He began to destroy the lab sending metal flying everywhere. The Cuckoos tried to suppress him but the combined efforts of both he and Vincent subdued the women. The Stepford Cuckoos fled in fear of both mutantsā€™ powers. They could not control Both Vincent and Agent V.

Trask ran for cover as both Vincent and the new mutant lay siege to the base. Trask tried to command David and Victor subdue the weapon. However David and Victor knew not to attempt to stop Vincent and Agent V. Victor grabbed Trask and positioned him so that he could snap Trasks neck. Trask struggled in Victorā€™s arms. The base was being ripped apart around them. ā€œI ought to snap your pathetic little neck and rip your worthless skull off of your body right now, case Iā€™ve been itchinā€™ to do it since I found out you lied to me. But Iā€™m gonna let you go.ā€ Victor released Trask. Trask was afraid breathing heavily.

David placed his magnum up to Trasks throat. ā€œI suppose I should tell you why Victor and I wonā€™t kill you for now at least. If we give you what you deserve now, then the dick that follows in your horrid footsteps, which there surely will be one, will be twice as annoying. So you be sure to keep a low profile okay. Else we might welcome the opportunity to waste another asshole for the sport of it. Now piss off you mutant hating son of a bitch.ā€ David put his gun away and the two watched as Trask hightailed it out of the base.

Agent V turned to Victor and David. ā€œYou too are mutants, and if my brother, Vincentā€™s, memory serves me correctly, you are the two mutants responsible for attacking our fatherā€™s school and home, kidnapping Vincent. You have wronged your own kind, however I will give you another chance to reform and make peace with your mutant brethren. Come with us or be punished.ā€ Agent V lowered him-self to the ground after having levitated above the ground. He stood naked before the others and not much concerned about it. Vincent felt comfortable with Agent V. He was a part of him but at the same time they were separate entities.

David and Victor looked at each other and then turned to Agent V once more before David replied, ā€œWeā€™re in so weā€™ll follow you. Weā€™re done here.ā€ Victor nodded in agreement. They were smart and knew when to take down. David thought, ā€œIt looks like weā€™ll be with the X-men for a whileā€¦ā€

Victor added, ā€œFirst letā€™s get you some clothes. And second, if you wanna start a gang of mutants or at least rescue some, thereā€™s someone locked away here called Agent six. We should spring her and bring her too.ā€ Victor found a scientist hiding in fear and killed him on the spot by snapping the manā€™s neck.

Vincent snapped angrily, ā€œMUST YOU DO THAT? Why did you kill him? He was just trying to survive!ā€

Victor replied, ā€œWell VINCENT, your new brother needed clothes, even if they are crappy middle aged clothes. And, heā€™s trying to survive, just like us! You didnā€™t see him going out of his way for us or you whe you were trying to survive did you? Us mutants are tired of TRYING to survive, we WILL and ARE surviving, and if offing the rest of those worthless people is our ticket to survival then I say fucking be it!ā€ Victor spoke harshly but honestly.

Vincent couldnā€™t respond. Agent V stared taking note of Victors words. They struck a chord with him. People like Trask needed to be punished. They were infectious. Mold that spread from one apple to the next. Agent V continued to ponder, ā€œIf humans were the beloved people that the world said could do no wrong, by the Bibleā€™s standards they are Able. The mutants were and are the underdog, thus we are Cain. From this point further I am to be called Cain. The humans, no, Able gave me the name Agent V. It represents my stance of never being societyā€™s stepping stool again.ā€ Cain spoke with conviction. David and Victor smiled, they liked what they were hearing. Vincent could understand Cainā€™s feelings because he was linked with Cain in many ways, but he didnā€™t agree with the, at least not anymore.

After Cain got dressed in the dead scientistā€™s clothes, the group followed David to the chmbers that held Agent Six. Cain using the power of magnetism easily removed the heavy metal door. Revealing Agent six inside the small room alone. ā€œHello my friend. Iā€™m Cain. Weā€™re here to set you free.ā€

Outside the mansion

Stinger had stuck with Cara while she stubbornly checked out the wounds of the others. ā€œIā€™m fine and so are they. Gee Cara, you have become SUCH the good teacher~!ā€ Wendy teased.

Charles had heard Hidekiā€™s thoughts. ā€œProfessor!! Vincent has been Kidnapped!!! They took him!! We tried to stop them but we just couldnā€™t Iā€™m sooo sorry!!ā€ Hidekiā€™s thoughts rang loud and clear in the professorsā€™ mind.

Charles turned to Erik and Pietro. ā€œVincent has been kidnappedā€¦ our fears have come to passā€¦ Our sonā€¦ Erik!ā€ Charles was actually beginning to panic. Erik had no words but cried out loudly, most metal objects nearby trembled and or were crushed under the pressure of his anguish. ā€œAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!!!! They took MY boy!ā€ Erik yelled.

Pietro gave Magneto a hug. ā€œWeā€™ll get him back father. Donā€™t you worry okay. Iā€™ll just zip back to their base and scope the place out. Iā€™ll be back in like ten minutes.ā€ Pietro zoomed off before another word could be said. But unfortunately the Weapon-X group had already moved base. Pietro returned and reported the news. Everyoneā€™s disposition seemed to fall drastically. The X-men were about to enter a time of much confusion.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) Character Portrait: Jonathan Moore Character Portrait: Vincent Xavier (Psionic) Character Portrait: Memory Ashcroft
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ā€œVincent has been kidnappedā€¦"

The wonder twins turned in unison at the professor's most disturbing words, a deep pain building in their chests, in their hearts, every beat aching at the thought of Vincent's kidnapping. For a moment, time seemed to cease around them as their visions began to blur from the tears slowly forming in their eyes. The half-siblings were wishing more than anything in this one moment that this news could not be true, that the professor was mistaken. All of their internal praying, however, was for nought.

"our fears have come to passā€¦"

A sudden sob of anguish escaped Memory's lips as her legs began to fail her, the weakening of these vital limbs causing her to take a step back to regain a degree of balance as more sobs followed. The glistening brown eyes of Jonathan's little sister moved between Erik and Charles desperately in disbelief and sorrow. Staying strong, as he had been forced to do so many times before in his life with Memory, Jonathan dared not let a tear slip past the barrier of his eye while he pulled her close in an attempt to comfort her as best he could.

They considered themselves quite close to Vincent, at least as much as they were to everyone else in the X-men family, seeing him as more of an older brother than a friend. For the first time in their life they had both had a real family, they had finally had more than just each other, and they would be damned if that were ever to be taken away from them. The thought of losing someone that they considered family, or as close to it at least, almost literally killed them. Someone that they trusted almost fully - which was quite a feat for Memory.

The sound of metal slowly crushing and compressing around them and the haunted cries of Vincent's blood relatives echoed in their minds for a second before Memory spoke, with a muffled and quivering voice, against Jonathan's chest just barely loud enough to hear.

"We could have helped him..."

Memory's brother gripped her shoulder gently and pulled her back so that their eyes could meet, Jonathan giving her a deep, meaningful gaze while his eyes stung from the unreleased tears, a complete contrast to her own. Opening his mouth to speak, his voice failed him, the lump in his throat preventing any and all forms of verbal communication. Swallowing it back down, He tried again.

"Don't think like that, M. There was..." Jonathan faltered for a second, the ending to this sentence now sounding scarily like a lie as he thought it over in his head. Thinking fast, a new ending was found. "There was nothing that he would have let us do." This was considerably more accurate than the first statement, though also lacking in some honesty. Jonathan hated himself for not returning to Vincent's aid, for following V's orders to retreat outside. He regretted every second that they wasted standing back at the sidelines in a situation where they could give nothing when he could have been defending Vincent and preventing all this mess.

"Oh please, Jonathan. When has something like that ever stopped us before?"

Raising his eyebrows once in half-acceptance, Jonathan muttered under his breath in an inaudible whisper the words "fair point". The confirmation was not unheard by his sister, however, who simply looked away from his eyes as guilt and shame washed over her like a wave of ice cold water chilling Memory to her very core.

"M, look at me." She did not, preferring to stare at the hard ground than meet her brother's gaze.

"Look. At. Me."

After a few seconds of a tense silence between them she complied with his demand, the reluctant and somewhat hesitant movements only irritating Jonathan. In such a difficult time, irritating him was not the best idea. Finally, their eyes locked once more and he repeated what he told her before.

"There is nothing you could have done, Memory. If they were strong enough to capture Vincent of all people then we would have stood no chan-"

"We could have at least tried! You didn't even attempt to stay, you just grabbed my hand and ran!" She screamed back at him in reply, fully turning away from her brother who's face was now contorted in unreleased anger at her. After a deep breath to regain his composure as best as he could manage, he spoke in a calmer voice than he had originally intended to.

"Yeah... your're right. It's all my fault, like usual."

Memory gave one harsh huff then twirled quickly with her fist extended, the same fist colliding with Jonathan's jaw and making him stumble back. Memory may look weak and have a fairly slim figure but she could give one hell of a punch, one to even make her 6' 6" brother, who was more toned than she would ever be, get knocked off balance. She shook the fist she had punched with violently as jolts of pain shot down her fingers. Pointing at her half-brother with the other, her eyes stinging as yet more tears - from where they were coming from she had no idea as it seemed like Memory's tear reserves had been depleted long before - began to form, her bell-like voice rang out, the words dripping with venom.

"That's not what I meant and you know it! Don't turn this around on me. I just..." Memory's words began to fail her as her legs had before, and were beginning to now. Clutching her head through the sweat-soaked hair form the fighting, Memory broke down.
"I can't keep... I can't I-I just... can't..." Before she could realise what was going on a pair of arms wrapped around her, the warm embrace reassuring and calming her raging emotions. She was usually adequate at handling these situations but sometimes, like today, it just got too much for even Memory and her half-brother to handle.

As she sobbed into her brother's chest waiting for Pietro to return with the news, his hushed whispers of "its not your fault" lulled her into a feeling of calm and serenity as the world of the X-men crumbled around them.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) Character Portrait: Logan (Wolverine)
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Black Jack

Being inside was like operating a computer. He could refine his search, calling upon memories that only included a specific person, place, or time. Or if he preferred he could watch the whole story from the earliest memory they have until now, but that would take a while. He was only interested in her dealings with Trask, specifically over the last few months, from the last time he saw her before she infiltrated, until now.

While he sorted, and called forth specific memories for information, he could feel the cracks in the shield he had erected around her brain, preventing anyone that he didn't want from poking around. He made a note to self, to repair the cracks after he got what he needed.

He grabbed what information he wanted from the memories he shifted through, slipping far enough out to let them, the memories, slip back to where they belonged. Travis then went on to the repairs. It wasn't like when he sorted through memories like a computer. Erecting boundaries and barriers was like encasing a piece of the person inside a dark tomb. Each tomb contained an image of the person, with a part of them locked inside. The human brain was a fragile thing, and too much erasure, implantation, meddling could permanently damage it.

Travis let his hand fall from Adria's eyes once the repairs were done, taking a deep breath. He didn't use up too much power, since he didn't implant any memories or erase anything, but to still sift through all of it was exhausting in it self. Adria's mind was now secure for the next little while, but her body would have to heal on it's own.

He rested Adria back down onto the bed, and brushed a few strands of her hair away from her face. It wouldn't be long now before she woke up. "See you again soon." Travis said, teleporting out of the Infirmary, and off the campus grounds.

Adria

Adria slowly slipped back into consciousness, her eyes blinking repeatedly to adjust to the lights and be rid of the glossyness. She tried to remember what happened last, and she shot up, looking to the doorway. "Who...?" The sudden jolt up caused her face to contort in discomfort from the pain in her side. It was obvious that she was alone now, but before she had blacked out the second time, she recalled a tall man, dressed like he was someone important. Not knowing who he was or what he possibly had done to her while she slept was an unnerving feeling.

The silence is what got Adria up and out of the bed. How long had she been out? Was the mission successful? She didn't know. It defiantly brought more questions that answers, and she thought about it as she made her way from the infirmary, sliding her hand along the wall to help her along as she walked. Once at the elevator, the doors opened, Adria stepping inside. The doors closed behind her, and she rested her back up against them as it went upwards.

It wasn't like her to keep obsessing over what has happened in the past, but she couldn't help but think if it was the right thing to do in helping Trask get the weapon. Had she known it was Vincent all along, would she have still gone through with it? No. Regardless of who it was it didn't change what needed to be done. Get the weapon back to Trask. I didn't do anything wrong. Just what I was ordered to do.. she thought to herself, repeating it in her mind. You can't change what has already been done, but the feelings she had just as the attack began were back, and they were bringing doubts with them. Adria shook her head, shaking away the doubts.

Adria had forgotten she was in the elevator, so lost in her thoughts that when the doors opened, she stumbled back at the sudden loss of a leaning post, catching herself on the frame. It was quiet on the surface, and Adria knew the attack was over. Glass crunched under her feet like snow from the blown out windows. There was a hole in the wall, and she stepped through it. A short cut to everyone outside. As she got closer, Xavier's voice rang loud and clear.

"Vincent has been kidnapped... out fears have come to pass.."

Mission completed.

Mia

Mia had been on vacation for the past two weeks, much to the insistence of Charles. She hadn't taken a day off in a few years, and Charles had given her an ultimatum. Go willingly, or I'll force you to go. So Mia decided the first option sounded better. While she was away, she was worried about how her restaurant was fairing, and everyone at the institute. She hadn't been away from them for any longer than a day at most, and it caused her to fidget in her seat as the plane touched down. She was excited to be home, and highly excited to see everyone.

The plane came to a complete stop, and not long after, the passengers began filing out. Unbuckling herself from her seat, she grabbed her carry on from the overhead compartment, slinging it over her shoulder.

The baggage area was packed, and Mia was tiny enough at 5'3'' that she could push her way through to the front. The baggage was starting to appear on the belt, and she hoped that the bag with the souviniers had held. There was a few fragile pieces that she had, and she did wrapped them in bubble wrap just in case. But even still it could break. Other passengers had began grabbing their luggage, the area thinning out. She had caught a glimpse of her pokadot suitcases, getting more excited as the minutes passed. She was that much closer to home.

The suitcases were heavy when she lifted them off the belt, extending the handle to drag them behind her on the wheels. One for each hand. Maneuvering through the crowd, she made it outside, the traffic stopping long enough to allow her to pass to the parking garage. Her purple Honda civic stood out against the other cars, giving the trunk a nice pat before opening it up and placing her suitcases inside. Jude had bought her the car the day before their anniversary, and had given it to her that night, a day early. She had wondered if he had waited till that night, if he would still be here, and had they taken the car instead of walking. She shook her head of the thoughts. She couldn't change the past. What was done was done, and all she could do was move forward.

She lid into the drivers seat, pushing the brake and clutch down as she put the key in the ignition and turned it, hearing the roar of the engine come to life. Taking the e-brake off, she placed it into reverse, slipping out of her stall. Shifting the car into gear, she left the parkade, wondering what everyone was doing during the drive home.

It was quite a sight when she drove up to where the gates should have been. Instead, they were torn off their hinges, laying on the grass all bent out of shape. "What-What happened here?" She muttered to herself, the car not going more than 10KM. Her mind began to race with scenarios of what transpired, which only got her more worried. Charles, Magneto, and-was that Pietro as well-all stood around to the left. Bringing her car to a stop, she got out, making her way over to the group, the bit of her stomach in knots with a terrible feeling. Charles and Magneto were in great distress. She could tell by the flashes of anger on Erik's face, while Charles held it in. Something had to have happened to Vincent, she concluded. Only Vincent could get such a response out of the both of them. She didn't verbally say anything. Instead, Mia wrapped her arms around Charles from behind in a hope to comfort him in some way, resting her cheek at the top of his head.

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Character Portrait: Professor Charles Xavier Character Portrait: Scott Summers (Cyclops) Character Portrait: Erik Lehnsherr (Magneto) Character Portrait: Ryan Legrand (Leviathan) Character Portrait: Pietro Maximoff (Quicksilver) Character Portrait: Logan (Wolverine)
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After fighting through wave after wave of soldier Ryan and Thantos stand amid the bodies of the broken soldiers panting and searching for the next threat. Between breaths Thantos pants out, "Well Ryan we did it. We stopped them. No more soldiers." He turns to his buddy and smiles holding his hand out.

"Vincent has been kidnapped... out fears have come to pass.."

Thantos's face dropped. He was stunned. After all of that they had failed. He had failed to protect his family. His friends were hurt and missing. He began to breath faster hyperventilating. 'It's going to happen again. I'm going to be alone. They won't stop until my entire family is dead and I'm alone again.' These thoughts continued to play over and over in his head getting worse and worse each time.

"R-Ryan this can't be right... There's no way we lost. Right Ryan?"