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The hair manipulator nodded as Narcissa reaffirmed what their objective was. She didn’t particularly agree with it, but her place was not to argue… for the moment. Were it up to her, she’d simply let Magneto and his brood have their way with the humans and just go on her merry way, but as long as she was with the X-Men she would at the very least do as she was told, even if she’d make it clear with everyone that she’d rather be doing… just about anything else. Humans simply weren’t worth the effort to her. Why save what was already being phased out for a superior race? ”Of course,” she said with pausing between sentences as if trying to find a way to say them that wouldn’t make her want to hurl. ”Everything else is necessary.”

She took a moment to survey the scene around them, to try and get a feel for where everything was, as Narcissa began speaking into her comm. It seemed that Cyclops, the X-Men’s resident boy scout, was doing his part to distract the Scarlet Witch for the Omegas’ and civilians’ benefit. If she cared enough, she might have called the actions noble, if foolhardy. Nonetheless, the chaos was no less than it was before. It seemed for the moment that Paladin had decided to stop in his tracks; a pity, she would have liked to see what the Scarlet Witch would do to him. Still, it meant the Omegas still had their berserker as cannon fodder should they need it; it took her a moment to convince herself that was a good thing. And naturally, Kraken was still dealing with murderous metal… why did all of this suddenly remind her of a Sisters of Mercy song?

The Latina stepped back rather nonchalantly as the metal construct neared their position and Narcissa ordered her to do so. She promptly let the sun goddess get to work on the creature, turning it into pool of molten metal in moments. ”Note to self: No touching the boss lady.” She gave the Omega leader a playful wink. ”Not unless she wants it, that is.” She looked over at Paladin and shrugged when he came back and spoke aloud, running off just as soon as he arrived, as was looking typical for the boy right about now. Narcissa barked into her comm after the other team leader, asking for a status report; Covet herself was rather curious what the other half of the Omegas themselves were up to.

”Oh, if I have to,” she said with a wry tone as Narcissa commanded her to go help Paladin. Frankly, she’d have been content to just let him get pounded to dust, but orders were orders. Thankfully, that would only last until Kraken joined them. She nodded as the leader added more to her orders, and Covet quickly turned to do as she was told. She was stopped, however, by the last addition. She smiled then, turning to walk backwards as she spoke. ”A toy? How lewd. I like it,” she said in her typically playful tone, then turning her attention back to her target.

She stopped in front of the dog pile surrounding the armored mutant. She crossed her arms and quickly took out an incoming morlock by punching it in the throat, and then the crotch, rather hard with a tendril of hair. She narrowed her eyes on the group making short work of Paladin. For a few moments she was content to just watch the many mutants wail on him. Sure it was cruel, but he left her to die on her own first; what was that one thing Shakespeare said about a woman scorned? Besides, she had to admit it was kind of amusing.

It wasn’t until Kraken showed up that she decided to act, sighing as she did so. She kept her distance, allowing the long reach her powers offered her to do all the work. She wrapped several locks of hair around a smaller morlock’s arms and neck, and winced as she pulled him off Paladin with quite a bit of effort, bringing him to his back on the ground before. Before the morlock could utter a word the vain hair manipulator brought her heel to his chin disdainfully, knocking him out instantly, then twisting her foot as if putting out a cigarette. In the new coming mutant empire, these disgusting mutant hobos will definitely be the serfs.

”You know, I should just let these pieces of s**t here kill you!” she shouted at Paladin as she knocked another morlock down, grabbing him by the back of the scalp and slamming his head against the wet asphalt with a rather thick lock of her hair, then robbing him of the 2x4 he held in his hand. She doubted the head wound would be lethal, but he would definitely need medical attention. ”Abandoning me when I needed you? You’re damn lucky Solaris wants you alive!”

It was then that, to Covet’s chagrin, a mutant came up behind her and decided to shut her up. Admittedly, she was somewhat distracted by her talking, and she didn’t notice when the rather deformed man flanked her side and punched her in the face with a silvery rusted knuckle duster. The blow hit her across the lips and nose, and rocked her backward almost hard enough to knock her off her feet. She quickly brought her hand to her face, then looked at the blood on her fingers quickly washed away by the heavy rain. Her expression quickly turned to a sneer, and her eyes had a fire behind them that all of her team had yet to see. ”You ugly, disgusting piece of s**t!” she shouted as she swung the 2x4 she’d stolen from the previous morlock with her hair, hard enough to break the cheap wood board in half and knock the man down. ”You don’t cut the Mona Lisa, you don’t chip the Statue of David, and you don’t ******** punch a work of art as damn perfect as my face!” She quickly quelled any attempt the man could come up with the fight back as she brought the wood back down on his face several more times, leaving it a damn mess; but in her opinion, with the face he previously had, it was an improvement. She quickly closed the distance and wrapped two more tendrils of hair around his neck, then continuously slammed the back of his head against the concrete over and over again, choking him as well. The viciousness in her face was downright scary.

It was Narcissa’s voice that stopped her from going over the edge and ending the poor defenseless morlock’s pathetic life right there. She turned away from the Scarlet Witch’s general direction, focusing on the group of morlocks once again. She took two out by grabbing them by the sides of their heads and knocking their heads together twice using her hair, then kicked another on her side. Between the three of them, the morlocks were not too much trouble anymore. Behind her she noticed the absolutely blinding bright light; it was almost as it was a bright sunny day once again for a few moments. It was bright enough that, even with the source behind her, she had to squint until it was gone.

The bright light stunned several morlocks coming in to attack her, and she quickly brushed them aside with a few strikes of her hair and her legs. She looked for a moment to see a prone Scarlet Witch, nodding in Narcissa’s direction then. She called out to the other two then. ”C’mon, Solaris said to regroup!” Her hair split up into several impromptu arms once again, searching ground for several weapons. She picked up a crowbar and ran toward Narcissa’s direction. She stopped as the Omega leader addressed her, waving the crowbar around playfully. ”Got it.”

Now it was her running toward one of the world’s most powerful reality warpers with what was essentially a stick. Except this time it wasn’t as stupid a strategy, considering the Witch’s vulnerable position. She neared the red-clad woman and, without hesitation, smacked the crowbar against the back of her head. The Witch, powerful as she was, was knocked out instantly. She called out toward Narcissa then with a wry smile, ”Would that be a home run?!”

Hopefully their resident speedster would keep Quicksilver distracted enough to keep her from getting hit before she could do anything about it.

"Are you lost in your lies?
Do you tell yourself, 'I don't realize.'
Your crusade's a disguise.
Replaced freedom with fear,
You trade money for lives.
I'm aware of what you've done."

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Felix listened to Cissa's message. Capturing the man was not completely undoable however he wasn't sure how he was going to do it just yet. Beating him into submission was the most likely choice at the moment. "Understood Solaris. I shall do my best. No promises." Felix stood his ground having a staring contest with Quicksilver as they were both obviously trying to think of what to do next. His hands tightened on the two nightsticks briefly before he took in a deep breath and let it out.

His teammates were doing something in the distance though Felix was to preoccupied to really see what was going on. To turn his head would mean giving Quicksilver the opening needed to put him down for the moment. Neither man said a word as they continued staring unblinkingly. To blink in a battle like this where speed was dominant could potentially give the opponent an opening. As neither seemed willing to move Felix sighed and did the exact thing he knew he shouldn't and glanced to his teammates.

The action was done intentionally however the resulting punch to his gut was still unwelcome. Even preparing himself as he did still resulted in pain. Reacting on instinct he lashed out with the nightstick in his right hand hearing a satisfying impact as it hit the other man's ribs. Swinging with the left one Quicksilver hit his arm sending the nightstick out of his hand. Struggling with the other man and exchanging blows at a high speed Felix found himself outclassed in the speed department. Still he wasn't so outclassed that he couldn't keep up.

It was slightly disorienting however. Receiving his fair share of lumps and handing out his own the other nightstick was still firmly in his hand finding it's towards Quicksilver often. As they fought however a message from Narcissa went over the comm about not looking towards Scarlet Witch. That served to stop the struggle immediately for the time being. Felix put some distance between him and Quicksilver who also heard the message.

Turning his head away from Scarlet Witch a flash of very bright light was easily seen even looking the other way. Quicksilver was now looking towards his sister worried. Felix turned to see her eyes seemingly sizzling from the distance. Was she blind? What had Narcissa done to the woman? Shock registered on his face at the woman's state before he felt himself get hit in the chest and sent to the ground by Quicksilver. Grunting as he hit next to one of the downed officers something caught his eyes.

The cop had a taser gun on him just waiting to be utilized. Grabbing it and standing up he spotted Quicksilver moving to attack Orchid as the woman stood over the beautiful form of the unconscious Scarlet Witch. "Look out!" Running forward he aimed the taser mid run at Quicksilver's back and squeezed the trigger. It planted itself firmly in Quicksilver's back and released the voltage stored up. Felix wasn't sure if Quicksilver's attack on Orchid had been successful however as he couldn't see her from his position.

A short time later Quicksilver was on the ground having been put down by the taser. It seemed Orchid had been hit by him after all. Felix stopped next to the bodies of Quicksilver and Scarlet Witch placing his right foot on Quicksilver's back taking a few deep breathes to catch his breath. "One Magneto child delivered as requested Solaris. Sorry about not stopping him in time red. He caught me off guard once Solaris blinded his sister." Looking down at Scarlet Witch he thought that it was too bad she was an enemy.

Were she not and had he not just taken care of her brother he might have asked her to dinner. Still it seemed that was not meant to be for the time being. "Dart by the way to those who are unaware." He figured no one besides Narcissa knew after all as he had no idea of anyone else's name. "So what is next on the agenda?" It was pretty obvious what that would be however Felix didn't want to assume. He wasn't looking forward to what came next.

Putting a hand on his jaw he moved it a little finding it to be a little sore from his fight with Quicksilver. Had Scarlet Witch not have been taken down the battle could have been going on still. He was thankful to the others for providing the distraction even if it was unintentional.

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"I see pain, I see need,
I see liars and thieves,
Abused power with greed.
I had hope, I believed,
But I'm beginning to think that I've been deceived.
You will pay for what you've done."

Omega, Location: Courthouse
When good ideas turn to bad ones, and then into good ones again

It took a baseball bat to the back of the head to realize that perhaps this was not his best idea.

The concussive force knocked him about, he went reeling towards another member of the mob whom Roland sent flying to the ground with an impromptu shoulder check. Even experiencing a likely concussion, Roland could still think on his feet. He'd kept his blade out of this fight, something like that could be lost easily in this mess, also he wanted to do this by the book (i.e. not killing everyone, despite the ease of it). That was a trait that was both a salvation, and a bit of a curse. He could survive in dangerous scenarios, if he could get a nickel for every time his quick thinking had gotten him saved form a beating or getting killed, he'd probably be rich as all can be. But at the same time, his quick thinking tended to lead him into situations like the one he was in. A 12 on 1 brawl, hands and feet just about every which place around him. He'd gotten in some brutal hits, but of course two hands are always beaten by 24. And so now a baseball bat had come across his way, meeting the back of his skull. He kept thrashing about, keeping his head above the proverbial water. If he sunk, he'd be done.

A saving grace came in the form of Kraken's voice, calling for non-lethal hits. He let out a small sigh of relief, though that could have been the wind being knocked out of him, and continued on.

"Tell that to them Kraken!" he called back, getting a second wind as he kicked one in the kneecap, the sound coming out his leg would be considered gross by normal person standards. Then again, he along with his teammates weren't exactly "normal people".

He then heard the wonderful voice of Covet, attempting to chew him out as she lent her support. The group had begun to disband, or as how Roland liked to think of it "flee in terror." Though most had left, just one remained for him to handle. Punching him in the stomach, he grabbed him and started to bring his head into his knee.

"Abandoning you when you need me? What am I your teammate or your babysitter? You're a big girl, you can take care of yourself." he responded between hitting the guy with his knee, "Or does Miss Ivory Tower need her hand held?" She then went on a rant of her own beauty, comparing herself to the Mona Lisa. He then immediately heard the phrase "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder." play in his skull, it certainly was, and he did not see perfect. He saw stuck up, spoiled, and simply too damn self-confident for her own good.

He'd once thought of his team leader Narcissa in the same sense, some stuck up princess that had no grasp of the real world. After talking with Dr. McCoy and some of the other older members of the Academy, he'd come to respect her a bit more. She was wealthy, but that didn't mean she was ignorant. The woman was astoundingly intelligent, and carried her words like a sheathed blade. Speaking of Solaris, she came over the calm and told everyone to avert their eyes from the Scarlet Witch. Despite the fact that he was not even looking in that direction, he kept his eye shut for whatever amount of time he deemed necessary.

He then opened his eyes to see Covet knocking out The Scarlet Witch with a crack to the head with a crowbar, looking off towards the crowds of people evacuating, he realized that something was amiss in his immediate vicinity.

For a moment he was quite puzzled, it was silvery-grey, with a few inches of black on it, and had some crimson dripping off it. Coming out of combat mode, it soon dawned on him that he in fact had a machete going through his shoulder. The pain came to him like a b***h slap, but he muscled through it. He then gingerly grabbed the handle, and quickly pulled it out of him.

This wasn't the first time something like this had happened, but it did not happen all too many times. As he removed the weapon from his shoulder, he willed some of the material he conjured (Summoned? Manifested? He had not a clue) for his weapons to fill in where the wound was. That would stop bleeding for the moment, and based on the size of material, he likely had some more time to keep it in until he could get help. He then saw Quicksilver drop like a ton of bricks courtesy of a well aimed Taser shot from Dart.

He made a light jog over to the unconscious siblings, "Good shot, Paladin's the codename." taking the machete and placed it gently along The Scarlet Witch's neck, the sharp blade nestling along her jugular. He placed a hand by the top of her head, ready to also snap her neck if he had to. He didn't really notice if Covet was injured, Quicksilver had made the effort to retaliate for her crude, yet effective, way of pacifying the reality warper but right now he was just focused on doing what had to be done.

Looking to Narcissa, "If she does anything other than breathe when she gets up, I'm taking her head off." he said to her in the most unsettling calm Roland had been during the whole affair.


OOC: Got permission from SL to do what I'm doing. Any questions, concerns, or changes to include characters, let me know.

Omega: Courthouse -- Can we go home yet?

As soon as her back hit the ground, an involuntary grunt escaping the redhead, her com roared to life with the demands from her leader that she report in. Even though the wind was knocked out of her, Kerrigan immediately started to get back to her feet, as the other members of her team stepped up to take care of Avalanche. Aren in particular stepped up to the plate, growing in size as Maddy provided the cover from above that the redhead knew would always be there when the time called for it. The Omega size-shifter flipped onto the Brotherhood member's shoulders, Kerrigan only able to smile as he clapped his hands around their enemy's ears. His move, no matter how ridiculous, did it's work, and Avalanche stumbled backwards as he cast her a crooked grin.

"You're bad," she said simply, watching as he landed a powerful kick with his over-sized foot in Avalanche's chest. A few moves later, and the earthmover was covered in a pile of rubble, Kerrigan bringing her arms up to shield her face from the residual dust and debris that kicked up from the collapsing wall. As she turned, she saw the others taking care of the precariously dangling Psyche. However, it was a sound behind her that caught her attention, turning to see Lillian's form disappear underneath something heavy. The redhead took a few jogging steps toward the girl, a sigh of relief escaping her when she saw that the girl was alright. She asked if everyone was alright, Kerrigan's green eyes scanning over the group to make sure that everyone was accounted for. She was still waiting for confirmation that everything was fine with Maddy, though she was pretty powerless to do anything about that situation. Call it the downside of having a physical-based power. Activating the comm in her suit, she spoke to everyone in her group, keeping a special eye on the apparently buried Avalanche. She just didn't trust him as far as she could throw him, even if he was unconscious and under a pile of bricks.

"Copycat, we're fine. I'm going to report to Solaris you guys make sure that Psyche has her feet back on the ground, and scan the area for any lingering civilians. Keep an eye on Rocky - and watch out for anymore party crashers. Good job, guys."

Switching the channel to Narcissa, Kerrigan's voice hid the exhaustion she was feeling from the whole situation, as she was so used to doing. There would be time for rest later - as of right now they were still on the job. Sure, they were wet, tired, and some of them had just fallen off of a building, but wasn't that what they signed up with the Omegas for? It sure as heck wasn't for the vacation time.

"Knoxx, reporting in. We've neutralized Avalanche. The rest of the team are working on getting any lingering spectators out of the area and making sure that the baddies stay down. Do you need our help on your end?"

Emma removed the metal helmet from her flaxen head, sighing softly as she passed it off to the Cuckoos’ who resumed monitoring the battle with Scott and her Omega’s. Cerebro had no trouble traveling that far. It seemed for the moment that with Avalanche and the Scarlet Witch down for the count… They had the upper hand. Her smooth brow furrowed for a moment as she rest a perfectly manicured hand on her hip, a million thoughts sweeping through her. Strategies… What was Magneto’s endgame? That damnable helmet of his was always a nuisance… And he never told his subordinates enough to be of any use. ~Call for me immediately if the tide turns.~

~Yes Miss Frost.~, came the response of several perfect blond students all at once.

The doors snapped open with a metallic swish, before snapping closed behind her. The infirmary was on the floor above them… And from the cries, the panicked thoughts of the nurses… She could only imagine the chaos going on up there. The Alpha’s were normally the team that came back undamaged…This time, half the team seemed battered and abused. In some cases, knocking at deaths door.

The familiar scent of wet dog met her nostrils, as well as something…Disgustingly campy and swamp like. Cigar smoke made her nose wrinkle, and she rolled her eyes heavenward. There were too many sensitive instruments in the sub-levels that could be damaged by smoke. “Wolverine—What have I told you about smoking in the mansion?”

“Can it, blondie.”, the canuck growled out, not sparing the Headmistress an actual rebuttal.

Emma frowned, but a quick scan of his thoughts caused her to nod her head slowly as she stepped into the room…Eyeing the pathetic creature that Logan had secured behind glowing bars. This was an interesting turn of events… She hadn’t at all expected a hand up in this fight. Not when things looked so bleak. Toad was a minion…But a minion that occasionally knew more than he should—And was easily manipulated. “And here I thought that retched stench was just you.”

She reached out, her hand turning to diamond as she did so—Pinching the cherry out of the cigar. Her foot crushed it as it hit the metal floor, putting it out efficiently. “As it turns out…It’s only partially you. Good work.”

“Head to the infirmary…They might need your blood for a transfusion. If the situation between Scott and the others degenerates…You’ll be the first to know. I’d send you now…But I’m not in the mood to bury anymore of our youth.”

She turned on her heel, the only sound greeting her that of Logan’s steady growl. Emma was confident in herself to turn back into flesh and blood as she walked away, headed swiftly towards the War Room. Logan was many things…Brash and violent. But Emma knew well he would never deliberately place any of the schools wards in harms way…Even though his want to slice up Sabertooth and Mystique was nearly overwhelming…He’d softened, over the years.

The students would come first.

~Any injured Alpha’s or Omega’s—Report immediately to the infirmary. Anyone else involved in the incident at the shopping center…Please report straight away to the War Room. ~

Normally she would have waited for field reports to come in from the team leaders… But there wasn’t time. Keeping an eye both on the school, and two separate locations had left her with major gaps in the progression of the event at the mall. Emma still wasn’t sure what Magneto had been after… Was the point merely to terrify humans? If that was the case…It seemed a little mundane for him. There was something she was missing… And she would need the students input to help figure out what.

Really this Hydra agent had some guts especially since she clearly knew who he was and what he was capable of. Well probably only an idea of what he was capable of since the files on him are a few years old. But her body language didn't show signs of hostility at the moment. Don't be fooled he was certain she knew how to handle herself, one wasn't a pet of Madame Hydra and not know how to.

She had actually moved in close and sniffed him. Really that was kind of funny could of been a side effect from her transformation. Though he had to restrain himself from simply gutting her before she knew it was happening. The Hydra Agent had moved in close enough that unless she could teleport or had super speed the likely hood of his claws piercing her flesh were good. Luckily Gideon restrained himself. He wouldn't doubt she would see weakness in that since before he would of gutted her and went about his day without a second thought. Over all it was best to ignore her comment about him being a naughty clone-assassin. Not knowing what kind of training she had in understanding things via scent he couldn't accurately judge what she meant by it. Though he was fairly certain she picked up Bella's scent on him given how much time he and the Alpha leader had spent together in close proximity.

He hadn't been bothered by her act of bravado after he threatened her. She was after all someone who had spent time around Madame Hydra. It would naturally take much more then simple words to intimidate her. If it didn't she wouldn't not of lasted long under the head b***h of Hydra. It was almost comical to Gideon being compared to a common mouse. He was different while he wouldn't say tamed, Gideon would say content at where he is. He wasn't owned by Xavier's, nor was he on a leash. No he was free to leave any time he chose. They're a few he could think of that would be glad to see him leave well one mainly. The Wolverine clone only stuck around really for one reason and one reason only. He stayed for Bella someone who managed to open his heart and take a great hold there. Before that Gideon as X-20 didn't believe he even had a heart and least not in the metaphorical sense when it came to love. Really that was an utterly foreign concept at the time to the Hydra experiment.

He just shook his head at the comments. There was nothing he needed to explain to her. She was after all only still alive because he wanted information from her. Knowledge on if Hydra was after him to bring him back once more since a few years ago they failed to turn the Xmen completely against him. That resulted in unfortunately a fire fight on the front lawn of the school grounds. Just as in this situation Bella was shot back then. Lucky for those in the mall she had a much greater control over her abilities and didn't send out a small area of sonic force. Gideon could remember his ears bursting over and over as he calmed her down that day. On this day she was hurt and there wasn't anything he could do for her other then do his best to keep the others safe. He failed a few of them in that as well.

Gideon was brought out of his musings as the Hydra agent spoke to him. First in joking with much sexual innuendo about giving him a ride. Then she proceed to tell him not to touch her unless it was worth her while. He laughed lightly at that she was actually threatening him. It was amusing sure she was skilled of there he had no doubt. But factor in his abilities on top of her injury and if they fought the odds were clearly not in her favor.

What patience he was giving the Hydra agent he still hadn't bothered to ask her name. Truthfully he didn't care to or see the point in knowing that. As she walked he growled that pretty much ended his patience with her. He hadn't even heard her comment on him riding b***h. Nope he just reached out grabbed her arm forcibly tossing her back in the direction of his car. It was more then enough force to move her several feet towards his car. Her well being didn't matter it wasn't something likely to kill her. "You can just steal another one later....If your still breathing. So get in the car and be happy I didn't gut you the moment you appeared next to me." He said flatly. The only thing that really truly stopped him was he had wanted answers. It honestly didn't matter on the orders of Scott or the others supposedly in charge at the school, when it came to the mutant he was dealing with now. Though at the same time there were things much worse then killing someone.

Eli hunkering down, supported Tsunami as best as he could, deflecting balls of fire and magma. It was getting pretty steamy, quite literally, as the water clashed with the super heated attacks, causing perspiration to drip from Eli's face.

The battle progressed, slowly but surely, the Alphas pushed on dropping the brother hood one by one. He was hoping the same went for the Omegas in their fight. The cost of beating the brotherhood slowly started to rise as the Alpha's casualty count went up; including the failure to disarm the bomb, releasing the nuclear agent that was buried deep within. This forced a portal to open behind them, and one by one they went through, back to the lawns of the Xavier mansion. 'Now you're thinking with portals..' The Magnetokinetic thought to himself.

"C'mon Tsunami, we gotta bounce out too." Eli said tugging on his shoulder and rushing to the portal and going through it. He braced himself, not sure who would be at the exit or what may be in his way on his way out, Eli looked around. So many injuries had been counted for. Bella was shot, Christian was bleeding out, Aurelie had brain hemorrhaging. It made him nervous, the severity of the wounds, granted on only a few of them, could potentially lead to death. Eli began to shake, this time not in fear, but nervousness, anxiety, the fear of death potentially by their sides. He shuttered, as a chill ran down his spine, and he thought of something else, in hopes that it wasn't Azazel passing by, to come for another soul.

Breaking his mental solitude, a person in a CBRN suit came up to Eli with a Geiger Counter that clicked sporadically at him, and demanded that Eli rest up a bit before heeding the call to the War Room. "I'll be fine, my body is used to it when I go on the fritz." he said, pushing the person away, recalling his previous incidents where he would shoot out waves of Electromagnetic Radiation.

He sprinted his way, to the war room and entered, out of breath as his physical prowess and conditioning wasn't significant to any extent, "I'm here, I made it..." He said panting, attempting to regain his breath.