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Omega, Location: Kitchen/Outdoors
Now the fighting really starts

Hands moved deftly about the stove as he mixed the eggs with some cheese and some other herbs in the pan. He used a beater to mix the eggs rapidly about in the pan as the flame licked the metal beneath them. Leo, Jacen and a few others declined his offer of eggs. He nodded without any protest, if they didn't want anything to eat, it was up to them. Way he figured, more for him and Kerrigan. He continued to mix, and left the stove quickly to get himself a glass of water. The cool water felt good as he took a long sip. He then heard something that should not be heard on a school campus like theirs.

He heard an impact outside. The kind of impact that gave Roland the feeling that things were about to go from good to everlastingly crappy. Looking out the window, he saw what appeared to be a large robot walking around.

"Please tell me that this is some kind of joke down with the geeks down in the labs." he yelled out as he Leo asked him and Raine to come with him to meet and greet this new entity in their grounds. When he got outside they were all hit with the telepathic message to not engage the Sentinels. The Sentinels then did something interesting, when they scanned them, they registered him and Raine as unregistered mutants, but Leo was registered as something differently.

He was registered as a SHIELD agent. Well that is one hell of a development in recent events. He looked over to Leo and gave him a look that simply said, 'We're talking about this later.' He had to hear the story behind this. He was interrupted in his train of thought by the sight of a net line being launched at Raine, which Leo quickly prevented by tackling her out of the way. Leo then proceeded to kick the Sentinel in the head, causing it to lose it's balance. Before it could regain it's footing, Shadowcat rushed forward and phased through one of its legs. This was the straw that broke the camels back as the machine went to the ground.

Roland then took the opportunity to draw his armor on his body and rush forward to another approaching war machine. He closed the distance quickly as the machine attempted to swipe him away. Dumb move, as he managed to get his claws into the arm of the metal monster. He quickly began to climb up making his way to the shoulder of his mechanical beast. He then proceeded to look for a loose piece of metal that he could take advantage of. Finding it by the back of the head, he began to tear away at the metal and find his way underneath the armor components. He smiled as he tore into wires and circuits in the machine.

"Can we stop with the whole jurisdiction thing please?" he yelled out, wires and circuits flying out behind him as he continued to tear through, "We got giant ******** robots on the grounds and all I wanted to do today was eat some breakfast with my-" he was interrupted by the sound of a bolt of energy hitting him in the chest. As he soared in the air, he realized the damn thing may have some kind of defense system in mind for that event. However he smirked as he saw it go down on its knees. Landing on the ground he rolled quickly as he felt his chest. He felt only his bare chest as he realized that the blast went straight through his armor. He felt no injuries on his chest, he let out a deep sigh of relief in that regard.

He looked to the Sentinel that he brought to it's knees and saw that it was attempting to get back up, "Hey guys, we're gonna need to hit that one hard!" he yelled out, "I thought I got it, but turns out I didn't." he felt the armor slowly begin to rebuild over the hole. He decided against bringing up a weapon, figuring it would be better to worry about what was in front of him.

Anthony "Graviton" Callahan
Omega
Gravitational Manipulation

Peyton had made a couple of remarks about his ability to fly, saying as how it would be extremely useful and how she wished she could also fly. It was a common wish to be able to fly – hearing it come from Peyton made Anthony feel convicted though – like he just took advantage of it every single day. Granted, it was sort of a scary way of flying, since the sensation felt more like falling than it did anything else. He’ll admit, the first couple of times he tried it, he was scared out of his wits. It took awhile, actually, to be able to get used to his brand of flying.

“Oh yeah,” Anthony nodded in response to her noting the usefulness of his power of flight. “I mean, whenever I go to the grocery store, and I have to reach those high shelves… that’s where that comes in.” He couldn’t help but smiling – he had of course used it for more heroic things, like saving people from burning buildings or catching falling construction workers – but he used it for everyday things too. She mentioned something about springboards and bars… so she was a gymnast, then. It was a great way to keep in shape, not that Anthony had dabbled in anything like that. He just resolved to fly everywhere – part of the reason why he was such a terrible driver.

He had asked her what her power was, to which the young blonde gave a very obscure answer. This made Anthony’s brow furrow as well as his left eyebrow to arch, wondering momentarily if she meant she had telekinesis. Anthony soon found out though that this was not the case. She turned, and suddenly, the whole ground and forest in front of her as at her whim. The gravity manipulator’s mouth opened slightly in awe… it was… unreal. Anthony never thought that such a destructive force could be housed in such an innocent looking creature. Now he was wishing that he could do that – he always had to get up close and personal in a fight… which always left a bruise or two.

“Holy crap, you just Fus Ro Dah’ed the entire grounds,” Anthony finally said, referencing the game Skyrim, “I’d trade my flying to be able to do that for a day.” She went over the more technical parts of her power, similar to how Anthony explained his. It was very impressive, to be honest.

Just as he was about to say something else though, he could see something just over the tree line. Actually, a bunch of somethings. As they got closer, it seemed like they were humanoid in shape… and the weirdest freaking colors. They were… giant robots? What? Anthony could only watch in confusion as the huge robots landed around the mansion and proceeded to utterly destroy their outer defenses. Well, that can’t be good… he thought to himself, glancing over to Peyton.

One of the huge robots spotted them, walking over to them in the scariest freaking way possible, speaking in the scariest freaking voice possible. Something about unregistered mutants must be detained… or something. Anthony wasn’t really paying attention to what it was saying… only that it was big, it was threatening, and it was approaching them fast. Just then, one of those mind-rape messages came in from the Headmistress, advising everyone to not engage the huge robots.

“I’m fine with that…” he looked over to Peyton, “are you fine with that? I’m fine with that…” he assuredly repeated himself, nodding his head. The big robot lifted his hand though… almost as a stopping motion – but then Anthony could see the huge cannon inside of its hand. “Um… maybe we should move…” A blue light was seen charging in the robot’s hand, but Anthony was already on the move. It appeared that his reflexes to help people hadn’t died down over the past few months, as Anthony scooped up Peyton and took to the skies, using his power in both respects as he was flying and making Peyton lighter than she was so that she was easier to carry.

Going up high enough so that they were at a safe distance, Anthony said, “I’m not even going to ask what those things are.” Looking around, he could see that there were at least a dozen of them around campus, and some people were already out to fight them. Well great – a relaxing morning turned into a huge brawl. “I’m guessing that Fus Ro Dah thing is going to come in handy in a moment…”

Some more communication buzzed around, mostly everyone trying to give and take orders, but eventually it came down to Scott Summers finally giving them the order to engage. They had to find their team leaders though. Speak of the devil, Narcissa sent out of a communication telling them to meet up at the back of the mansion. Looking down, he spotted the easily visible platinum blond hair of the Sun Queen. “My codename is Graviton, by the way,” Anthony muttered, as he floated down with Peyton to the ground.

Touching down, he spoke to Narcissa, “Newbies, reporting for duty,” he gave a small, informal salute, getting into a battle stance and getting alert.

Name: Leonardo Rossi
Team: Alphas
Location: Outside
Not The Best Way To Start The Day...

Roland commented that he hoped that this was some sort of prank brought on by the techies that resided in the lower basements. Solemnly, Leo shook his head. “It’s not,” he merely responded, only briefly glancing in his direction. Words could hardly describe the mix of emotions he was feeling right now. Fear, because he knew what these things were, and what they were capable of. Confusion, because he knew the Sentinel program had been deactivated even before he joined SHIELD. Anger, because he knew that someone in Washington had confirmed the order on this; not only green-lighting the Sentinel program again, but attacking a school full of children.

Someone was going to pay for this.

Probably against his better judgment, Leo was soon standing in front of the metal behemoth, Raine and Roland at his side. When the Sentinel gave them the repetitive orders to stand down and be taken into custody, Raine asked something about civil rights. Leo almost chuckled at what she said, really. While a government agent, Leo did so many things that were illegal that it wasn’t even funny. Someone once said that a spy was just a criminal with a government paycheck. No truer words had been said.

“You’d be surprised,” Leo said, keeping his focus on the Sentinel. “There is probable cause: a lot of us are walking time bombs. So if you were the US Government, would you send a bunch of cops with guns? No, not when some people here are immune to normal weapons anyways. So you send giant robots that have the ability to incinerate anything in sight. Consider this an abnormal arrest.”

The first Sentinel attacked, but was soon taken care of. While Roland and Raine were already going for the other Sentinel, Bella sent out her communication to the Alphas, telling them to directly defy the orders given by Cyclops and Emma Frost. Taking out his comm-Bluetooth piece, Leo hooked his into his ear, making sure that he could listen to anymore incoming orders. Roland had been blown back by a Sentinel’s auto-defense system, and said something about hitting it hard, to which Leo nodded. That was really the only way to deal with them.

“I’m going to need some people out front, Siren,” Leo muttered into his comm unit, knowing that the courtyard was around the side of the mansion, whereas Leo and his group were out in front, and the Sentinels seemed to be more and more attracted to their spot.

Raine asked the question that was on most of the student’s minds. Leo opened his mouth to answer, but it was done for him… by none other than Katarina. Looking over to the former HYDRA agent, Leo’s face turned into a scowl. This was not what he needed right now. She was even giving him this sort of look that this was his fault… again. Like the mall incident.

Before he could retort, however, the broadcast from Cyclops hit his ears. It was about time… it was only delaying the inevitable, keeping the Teams out of the fight. Especially when some of them knew a lot about these things. Plus, there was no way Leo was going to let things that were supposed to be in a junk yard attack his home, as well as all of his friends.

Turning to Kat, Leo’s eyes narrowed at her as she made the snide remark about his little secret becoming uncovered, trying to analyze her intentions. Was she really out of the game, like Leo was? He couldn’t be sure, but his old nemesis had plenty of times to kill him before in the past couple of weeks – the mall, at the mansion… if she wanted to kill him, she probably would have tried already. After a few brief moments of staring her down, he merely said,

“Are you just going to stand there, or turn into something useful?”

He was getting into a certain mode – a mode where his face was etched with a sort of permanent scowl, and his focus was so sharp that it could cut metal. His mind was thinking more clearly, and he was more ruthless than normal. Looking over to the Sentinel and he and Shadowcat had knocked down before, he noticed that it started to move. He began to walk over to it almost casually, pressing the ‘Broadcast All’ button on his comm so that he was talking to all of the Alphas.

“Okay guys, here’s a brief run-down of what we’re dealing with here. These things are called Sentinels – huge robots made by the government. They’re mean, lean, mutant-killing machines. They can take a lot, so you’ve gotta make sure that you can hit them hard. Best advice…” Leo had reached the head of the lying down Sentinel. Ant strength still activated, he bashed the Sentinel’s neck repeatedly, sparks flying out as circuits were broken and connections damaged. Then, getting behind the head, he twisted it off, growling as he did so. “Take off the head. Once you do that…” Spinning, Leo threw the head towards Shadowcat, who phased through it, killing all of the circuitry inside before the head sizzled and died down, “get it as far away from them as possible. Or fry it.”

It was easier said than done, but now that the cavalry had arrived, Leo was confident that they could take these things down… until he heard one of them call for reinforcements, and that apparently the kill order was now in effect. Now the stakes were high.

And there were still two of them at their end. Roland had already started to damage one, and Leo hoped that he had heard the announcement about how to take them down. Raine managed to freeze one in place, and that was the one that Leo decided to go after. Taking a running start, Leo leapt into the air, rearing his right fist back before smashing it full-force into the Sentinel’s head. A tear appeared at the neck as the head started to come off a little, exposing wires. Unfortunately, this woke it up, and the Sentinel instantly smacked Leo away as if he were a pesky fly. With hardly any time to brace himself, Leo crashed into the ground hard, grunting in pain. The ribs on his left side were now either bruised or cracked… it was too difficult to tell. His right arm had gotten dislocated… a painful pop put it back into place though. The Sentinel he just attacked started to come after him again, but Leo managed to leap out of the way before it could stomp him into the ground.

Tara moved easily through the lounge, informingLillian of their new sleeping arrangements before moving over to her own chair to strike up a conversation with Blake and Thomas.  It was like watching an animal in its natural habitat – only, Tara could be far more dangerous when provoked.
 
Thomas’ reactions to her insinuations didn’t disappoint in the slightest, laughing when he asked how he was supposed to know which ones were the girls sneaking back to their own dorm rooms this morning.
 
“So, Tommy boy –there was more than one.  You can’t even keep them straight.  And here I was, thinking you were a proper gentleman,” she responded with a chuckle, running her fingers back through her hair.  Blake apparently found the conversation as funny as she did, quick to point out that he was not in cahoots with her at all.  He was alright, in her book.
 
Their conversation didn’t get far beforeLillian approached them, telling the boys that she needed some time alone with the geokinetic.  A grin spread across her features, giving a nonchalant shrug and a quirked eyebrow as the girl all but demanded help in moving her things from her old room to her new one.  An incredulous smile spread across her features as the power mimic pushed her legs from the arm of the chair where they were resting, though the laugh that escaped her showed that she didn’t mind helping the girl move at all.  It was already apparent that she’d made the right choice.
 
“Talk about us behind our backs, huh?  Sure you’re not just going to check us out as we walk away and then talk about how good we look?  It’s what I would expect from you two.”  She glanced over her shoulder with a grin as Blake called out after them
 
The girls set off into the hallways towards the dorm, Tara laughing when the power mimic asked if she was one to want to cuddle with her roomie at night.
 
“Only occasionally – one of those little things we’ll have to work on now that we’re roomies.  But, I should warn you – I sleep in the buff.  So, let’s keep that little touching thing of yours to a minimum until we get everything squared away,” she responded with a coy grin.  They barely got out of the room, however, before Tara stopped, brown eyes flicking down to the ground as she began to feel vibrations coming up through the foundation.  Whatever it was – it was large.  And there was more than one.
 
Slowly, she turned back into the lounge, moving towards the windows to see the large forms of robots of some kind, touching down around the grounds.  Almost as if she were cued, Bella entered the Lounge, calling the robots “sentinels,” though the geokinetic would be lying if she pretended to know what the Siren was talking about.  At least Thomas, and Blake for that matter,  seemed to understand on some level – she hated feeling out of the loop, but now wasn’t the time for a full briefing.  As they were standing here, all hell seemed to be breaking loose.
 
Instictively, the brunette pulled away from the windows as their leader asked Thomas to go get a new girl that was in the Game Room, calling to their team mentor for orders.  Some of the students were already leaping into action, despite the distinct orders for the students to stand down.  Seemed about right, given what she knew of the Alphas and Omegas.  What she didn’t expect was Bella to promote retaliation against the sentinels – she was normally the one calling for diplomatic solutions – solutions that would keep them from being injured.
 
Call it a hunch, but Tara didn’t think that was going to work this time around.  Especially now that “dangerous” mutants had been discovered amongst them.
 
Poor Leo.
 
Thomas returned with his charge, likely a new Omega, and Tara remained silent as her team leader introduced herself and laying out the girl’s options for her.  The girl responded in kind, Tara making sure to note her codename in case they needed to communicate on the field.  She simply nodded when Siren asked her and Lillian to watch after the girl if she decided to go outside with them, giving the girl a small grin.
 
“Gotcha, Boss.”  The order was given for Alphas to mobilize in the courtyard, engage in groups and use extreme caution , her eyes moving back out the window to see the battle that had already begun.  Thomas offered himself as a human shield to those that needed it, Tara forcing back a small laugh.
 
“Always the gentleman,” she responded with a passing brush of his shoulder with her hand.  A laugh did escape her as Emy voiced the downside of his power – martyrdom wouldn’t do them any good in their current situation. 
 
The group headed towards the door, following behind their team leader.  Marcel broke away from the group en route, off to investigate a crash down one of the hallways.  She didn’t say anything – that was his own prerogative.
 
By the time they got to the Courtyard, some of the other Alphas had already started to assemble as ordered.  The Z-men that were still on base had joined the fray as well, though their hardest hits seemed to merely stun these machines as opposed to really taking any of them out.
 
While waiting for orders, Tara started to take hold of the large decorative rocks surrounding the courtyard, ripping them from the landscaping and getting them ready for use, just in case.  Her eyes glanced over to Lillian, raising an eyebrow slightly before motioning down to the exposed skin of her arms.
 
“Want some earthy firepower?  I think you might need it,” she said simply, falling silent as Leo’s voice sounded over their comm units.  He explained what they were up against, advising them to focus on the heads, causing the geokinetic to grin slightly.
 
That was something she could do.
 
“Copycat, Jinx – We’ll get the robot near the girl’s dorms.  They’ve ruined a perfectly good morning, and quite frankly, that pisses me the ******** off,” she said simply, kicking off her shoes to press her bare feet against the ground.  It might seem like a strange choice from other’s eyes – for Tara, it meant that she’d have a stronger control of her powers.  Hoping that the girls would follow her, Tara started off towards the Sentinel that had just finished slamming it’s fist through the Academy walls, apparently after a student that it was having trouble grabbing.
 
What a perfect target.
 
Stopping a decent distance away from the target, the geokinetic’s hands rose in a simple boxing stance, two of the large decorative rocks she’d discharged earlier raising into the air and hovering in place.
 
“Aim for the head,” she muttered to herself, releasing a deep breath as she saw the sentinel’s glowing yellow eyes round on her and her, hopeful, companions.
 
“Unregistered Mutants detected.  Surrender yourself for registration or be destroyed,” the booming mechanical voice sounded before the machine rose up to it’s full height and extended an open palm towards them.  Tara wasn’t going to give the sentinel time to launch any kind of attack at them.
 
“I don’t think so,” she grunted, swinging her right hand around in a crude hook, the corresponding hovering rock swinging around in time with her fist and slamming into the side of the sentinel’s head.  The weight of the rock knocked the machine into a side step, the second rock already thrown forward in a corresponding hook.  If they could get it on the ground, she’d be able to crush it, no problem.  The problem was going to be getting it there…

It was chaos there was fighting going on all over the place. Small groups here and there taking on the sentinel threat. This place was just never allowed to be in peace for more then two months at a time. If it was not one or more villains of the X mens rogues gallery with an axe to grinds and something to prove it. No now it was the gaint killer robots made specifically for the perpose of attempting to capture or eradicate mutants. Really what were humans so afraid of? Sure some mutants held the power to bring great ruin and harm to the world, but at the same time there were mutants that if allowed to live and prosper could bring man kind untold prosperity and peace. A mutant like Elixir can cure any ailment given time, Gideon, Logan, and Thomas' blood could all be used to syntisize medicines for nearly everything. Sure there were folks with the flip side of that coin. Cissa could leave the world in ashes, Pheonix could cause the sun to explode wiping out the solar system. At the same time those destructive powers could be used to good purposes.

Logan had dodged the blast from the large robot. The older feral mutant had faced the automatons before on Genosha when they were used in retaliation for Magneto's attack on New York.

Gideon climbed further up the sentinel. As Logan provided the distraction. It didn't take long for the younger mutant to scale. As he was about to strike the neck area of the robot he was caught of guard as it's grabling tenticle wrapped around his ankle. It wasn't hard to for the sentinel to pull Gideon off although doing more damage to itself thanks to the adamantium claws imbedded in it.

Logan had just taken a bullet to the leg as the Sentinel opened fire using it's gatling machine gun. When the two feral mutants heard Ivy shout their names in warning. Veritas didn't need to move he had been tossed to the side hitting a tree. Grunting at the impact against the large old oak.

Roots began to come up through the ground under the sentinel throwing off any balance the machine had. With the damage to it's legs it couldn't use the thrusters in it's feet. It attempted to take a step to stay upright, only succeeding in falling on to it's back.

Veritas and Wolverine were quick to recover from the surprise aid from Ivy in the form of nature itself. Taking full advantage to the things prone position to strike at it's head. And from opposite sides proceeded to rip their claws through it. Sparks flew as wires metal and other precious components it needed to function were destroied.

"Criti...cal....d...d...dama..ge sustained..............." The sentinel said as it's robotic voice faltered and the red lights of it's eyes blinked out.

The pair started to scan the grounds to see which next to target. Or if any groups needed back up.

"Thanks for the help Ivy. Nice move knocking it to the ground. Think you can do that to a few more?" Veritas said as his eyes swept over the battle field.

"There's still plenty more tin cans to cut down to size....lets get movin." Wolverine said gruffly and annoyied that once more his home was being attacked. Ivy was free to go with them or head off to help others if she felt her powers were best suited else where.

Isabella felt badly, that she’d likely worried those in the lounge…But there was very little time to apologize for her tense reaction. This would be her first live fight since the Mall Incident…The sound of rapid shot gunfire not far away sent chills down her spine that left her feeling raw and broken. She did not like being shot at.

Heck, she didn’t like actually being shot.

The songstress well understood why the Professors wanted them to stay inside, out of sight…The Sentinels from Genosha were capable of information gathering. The more they lingered around the robots, the more face time they have them, the more they dropped their actual names…The easier it would be for the Sentinels to track them the next time.

And as X-Men...They had to assume there WOULD be a next time.

But Isabella couldn’t leave a few of her team members fighting alone just to save her own skin. Wouldn’t leave the Senior X-Men that she cared for, like family, to the product of some unnamed organizations hatred of their kind.

She felt Blake beside her, more than saw him. She knew the sound of his breathing and basic bio-rhythms. She knew all of her friends…All of the Alpha’s, and most of the school. Each one was specific…As if combined with her echolocation, they were somehow painting a picture for her in her mind’s eye. Her hand came to rest on his arm for a moment while she tried to get rid of the sudden cotton mouth the robots outside had left her with. Her heart broke for him, that he remembered…She wished he didn’t.

Blake responded to Thomas, confirming his muted question. Isabella didn’t feel the need to reiterate it, more concerned with shaking off the sudden numbness in her limbs. It felt like stage fright, only worse. Her chest prickled… For someone with super human lungs it shouldn’t be this hard to breathe. It was the sound of Blake speaking that pulled her out of her head, placing her firmly back in the situation. Her expression remained blank as she responded, some of the battle hardened Siren replacing the frightened college student. “I know. And I don’t intend to.”

Scott was going to kill her, she was sure of it.

But he could only kill her, if he was alive later to do so.

“Emy. Jinx.”, Isabella repeated with a nod of her head, mentally committing the names to memory. Something about her seemed familiar, but the songstress couldn’t take her eyes from the Sentinels long enough to figure it out. A quick glance towards the dark haired Omega, coupled with the confession that being in trouble with Emma would happen on its own told her all she needed to know. “Glad to have you on board.”

She frowned when Thomas suggested that they use him as a shield, unable to find the humor in something that could soon be very real. Pointed jade eyes flickered between Thomas and Emy, voice a touch sharper than it might have normally been. “Don’t even think about it. No one is being used as a shield.”

Why didn’t people with healing abilities understand that? Logan? Gideon? Thomas? They shouldn’t have to feel that pain. Whether they could heal it or not, made little difference…It would still hurt them. Still paint the area of engagement red. It wasn’t right.

The message that Scott sent over the comm system would have normally made her wince… But for the moment, she just didn’t have the time for apologies.

Though it was small, it comforted her that the Alpha’s seemed to rally up despite the Headmistress telling them to stand down. That Blake and Jinx remained willing, despite the fact that it wasn’t her place to boss them around. It gave her more than just hope, that they could turn the metal monsters away and send them running. Hearing Leonardo’s request, responded quickly. “On it. Expect back up soon.”

She had seen Katarina run by, almost directly doing a curve away from their group—Towards the front. Bella could only hope that the girl intended to help in some way…But to be honest, she didn’t trust the HYDRA agent in the slightest. She would need to send others for her own piece of mind.

Her silence was…Necessary. Her hearing was incredibly selective, for the most part…But she could use it to find out where everyone was fighting. Once she knew that, she could direct the influx of Alpha’s accordingly. Forgoing her comm, she simply spoke aloud—Knowing that her words would carry. ~Landslide, Copycat, Jinx—Head towards the front and meet up with the other Alpha’s there when you finish near the dorms.~

~Allegra…Unless you’re otherwise engaged, the Alpha’s could really use your ability in the front of the mansion.~

She tensed as she heard the none too subtle sounds of thrusters shitting down, metal panels closing, followed by heavy thuds. It heralded the arrival of more of them.

“That we are.”, Isabella responded evenly to Dimitri, also listening to Eli at the same time. Part of leading the Alpha’s was being able to multi-task and handle a million questions all at once. She was glad that Leo took the time to brief the others what he knew…It saved her from explaining. “No need to overload Railgun…Not yet.”

“But I’m sure that between all of us, we can get you an opening.”

“We take down the Sentinels here—And then we all work toward the front.”, she stated quickly, noting with distaste that no less than three were coming from the trees, arms outstretched towards the group. “Don’t clump together, you’ll make easier targets.”

Raising her hand, she drew sound waves tight about her fist. They were mostly invisible, except for a small ripple in the air due to the way that she gathered them unnaturally. They didn’t look like much of anything…Though it would be a mistake to underestimate her. She hoped that the machines couldn’t detect sonic disturbances, or didn’t have much in the way of protection against sonic pressure. Pushing her palm forward, a sonic blast ripped from her, forcing the closest Sentinel backward as a metal plate ripped off its chest.

It gave her a glimpse of the missiles they housed.

“Transmigration—Stay in the back, and keep an eye out. Make sure we aren’t surprised from behind. Sleet…If you can try and freeze them, or their feet to the ground—That would help. I know your resources are limited, do the best you can. Playboy…Get some distance so you can use your ability safely. Once you can, open fire on them. “

There were other Alpha’s on base, but none were in her vicinity. She would rather they be safe with the group they were with, than to pull them to her position. She figured that if they could have come when she’d called…They would have.

“Amarillo…Do what you do best.”, Isabella spoke to Blake, instinctively thinking about his ability to ‘Get sticky with it’. It would help if the Sentinels were stationary.

Since she’d been the first to attack, the Sentinels seemed to deem her the first threat that required elimination. There was no warning, no request to submit. Their palms lit up, and the songstress’s eyes widened. “Scatter! Everyone move!”

She darted away from the group, throwing several more sonic attacks at the machines, causing them to turn towards her as they aimed—Away from the others. Her speed was something else as her form blinked in and out. Though she nearly tripped when the Sentinels started shooting lasers at her…Being quick, and having excellent reflexes were two different things.

Of ALL days to wear a pair of heels.

The scent of sulphur and brimstone filled her nose as she suddenly found herself standing behind the Sentinels instead of in front of them. Confused, she noticed a white gloved hand on her shoulder, and a blue demonic tale moving in the air.

“You need to be more careful, Fräulein. You must remain ever vigilant. You will tire. They will not. There was a reason Cyclops requested the student teams remain inside the mansion.”

Bella nodded her head, feeling properly dressed down…There was a puff of smoke, and Nightcrawler was gone. She knew that he didn’t mean any harm…But he was right. She did need to be more careful. ~They have some kind of missile or rocket in their chest plate—If you see it open, you need to run. If you take one down…Get away from them in a hurry.~

Now she needed to work on getting that hole Eli had requested.

"And now when all is done there is nothing to say... You have gone and so effortlessly...You have won. You can go ahead tell them--Tell them all I know now. Shout it from the roof tops. Write it on the sky line--All we had is gone now... Tell them I was happy. And my heart is broken. All my scars are open... Tell them what I hoped would be impossible..."

[OOC: If I skipped anyone, please let me know. Also-- We are aware Nightcrawler is dead in in *SOME* current Marvel story lines. However, we are playing from a period before he died... AND we refuse to acknowledge that he's dead. Because we love him.]