[IC] X-Men: Cosmic Crusades 👽

[Morose]

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Dean Kesseli

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93): Main Area ---> Home Theater Room

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Dean stared at Aspen, wondering what was going through her mind - she seemed like she was off her ADHD medication or something. In the few minutes that she had decided to make her presence known, she had played the harmonica, floated up into the air, asked to go to the training room, asked for ice cream, and then lectured them all on not fighting with each other. He wasn't annoyed by her - instead, he was slightly concerned for her mental wellbeing. Maybe it was just the stress of everything. "Huh, twin telepathy...I guess that can be real..." Dean mused.

He then glanced over at Damon. While Lance was going for the approach of calming him down, Dean saw the way those tattoos were bulging and he couldn't help but panic slightly. He knew there were holding facilities somewhere, where they had put Folly when she had a breakdown, but he didn't know what floor. Going at full speed, he grabbed Damon and took him to the nearest open room, shutting the door behind him and dragging the couches to make a makeshift barricade. It'd mean he was stuck inside with Damon, but he figured he'd be able to dodge anything the tattoos sent his way. "This work for you, man?" he asked, looking at him.

He regretted slightly leaving Carolina behind - but she could defend herself. She was stronger than he was anyways.

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Folly Valeska

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office

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Folly frowned slightly, taking in the information. That wasn't how she remembered it - Alcie was still a little girl in the future. A destructive one, but cute and adorable and tiny all the same. For her to be born now, she'd be roughly half a decade older than she had expected. She scrunched up her face lightly before it occurred to her, causing Folly to remember a conversation she had had almost a century prior, when traveling to the past to meet one of her ancestors by accident, John Fairfax. "The butterfly effect, despite the beauty of its name...it can have consequences, Amiyra."

"Butterflies..." Folly whispered, noticing that Future Pietro seemed to be especially angry and she understood why. Most people in their shelter adored little Alcie Jakobsen. It was always nice to have children around, no matter how terrible the outside world. Yet Folly began to formulate a plan. She only truly cared if Mary was still alive to tell the tale, not if anyone else was. If she needed to hold a knife to the throat of Jakobsen's fiancée and force him to drop out of the race, so be it.

Her crazed mind ignored the ramifications of it, having been without her medication for some time now. She glanced over at Mary, making a silent vow. When Jakobsen left the office to go to his home, she would follow him from a distance. And the moment she was able to strike, she'd make her move. Talking wasn't going to save their future anyways - and if Alcie Jakobsen was the price of saving Mary's life, she would take it. Marygold had been so kind to her when she was at the mansion. She could finally repay her.

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Guin Stark

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office

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As Jakobsen was distracted with the phone call, Guin discretely removed the device that had been attached to his computer, slipping it into her pocket. J.A.R.V.I.S. had been uploaded into the systems by that point and the information should be transmitted back to Stark Tower shortly. Of course, that process would take time, but the device didn't need to be there anymore to ensure it proceeded. Removing it was just one way to cover their tracks. And once J.A.R.V.I.S. had found everything he needed, he was programmed to delete any trace that he had been there. There were occasions where Guin couldn't imagine how her grandfather had functioned without A.I. - this was one of them.

"Maybe we should leave guys and tell FoxNews about how his fiancée is pregnant out of wedlock," Guin suggested. She knew that the press could be awful - she still found the occasional article about how she apparently was still doing drugs. Her mother - Maddie - hardly made matters better, going around claiming that Pietro was forcing himself on her and that she was brainwashed. "I'm sure they'd love that - and hell, if we let Seth Meyers know ahead of time, I'm sure he can include it in his Ya Burnt! segment." And as much as Nina annoyed and infuriated her to no end, she was making a decent argument - not that Jakobsen would listen to it.

Her eyes had flickered over to Muscles, noticing the sudden anger coming from him. She tried to rationalize it and came to the conclusion that he was likely angry that Jakobsen's kid would be safe and happy, while his own children would be in peril and hunted. Even though he wasn't her Pietro, she couldn't help but try to calm him down, standing on her toes and kissing his cheek softly. He seemed to calm down slightly, but he was still glaring at Jakobsen. "What's wrong?" she whispered.

"It's nothing...Don't worry," Muscles replied softly, still glaring at Jakobsen.

"You look like you suddenly hate him a lot more than you did a moment ago..."

"Don't worry. Just some bad memories."

"Alright..." she whispered, certain her future self would have known what to say. "Anything I can do to help?"

"No."

Her face fell slightly and she returned her attention to Jakobsen. He was an awful and cruel man, but he knew how to sell himself to the people that mattered: the voters. If he was elected as President, he couldn't be indicted. The best would be impeachment and even then, the jury was really the American public - the people that would dial in and tell their senators how they wanted them to vote. Guilt tripping him wasn't going to work. If it was, then the future could have been averted easily. Why send back so many trained fighters if talking was the solution? At least with the information J.A.R.V.I.S. was getting, they could expose him.

Ово је моја најгора ноћна мора, желим само да побегнем и не морам да се бавим Вандомом или мојим оцем... Guin jumped slightly, spinning around and expecting to see Pietro there but no one was there. Her eyes were wide and she started to panic internally. No one else seemed to have heard that. She hadn't felt a gust of wind or anything. Had she really been spending too much time around him? Was she going insane and losing her mind? Or maybe it was just stress from Jakobsen trying to kill all mutants, having learned within the past year and a half that she herself was one... Okay, if it happens again I will tell Dad... she promised herself, though she felt a little jumpy still. It had sounded so real...Was she finally paying for the drugs she had done as a teen?

[LadyRunic]

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Richard Laine

Ayita Dyrkin

Location Sidewalk

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Ayita considered Allison's words carefully. Any chance of calling of the manhunt on mutants was a good idea to the wild woman. She had no desire to be hunted through the forest covered mountainside again. A part of her mind was also aware of the snake coiling about her arm. Richard had transformed to be less noticeable. It worried him that he was something of a liability due to a rather insidious past. But as Ayita had reminded him oft in the last few months, it wasn't as though he did not get anything out of it. Someone who could see things from a killer's standpoint had a unique set of skills. Even as her own were more focus towards the wild and nature.

Richard almost gave a groan as he could feel his sister's pleasure at the run emitting from her as they stepped from the elevator. While he did agree it was a good idea and would get them there quickly the Adder was a bit more worried if they would keep their stomachs, heads and limbs attached. Her shifting was its usual way, and Richard adjusted to give the foreleg of the dark bay mare. Even as her brother, the assassin had to admit his sister did cut a lovely picture as a mare.

Stretching her dark neck, Ayita shook the black mane out and swinged her side about while going down on one knee to better allow Allison and Charlie upon the broad back. Her breed was no small pony but nor was the shifter a Cyldesdale. An Arabian was she. Hefting herself up to all fore legs again, Richard held fast to his tail. If he lost his grip he'd be left to eat his young sister's dust quite literally. Opening her mind up to Allison, Ayita surged forward her hooves quick to dance about panicking pedestrians. Adjusting her body to keep both the fire-boy and Seer seated as she quickly beat the ground to Allison's directions. Hurtling in a jump over a few signs when they were in the way as well as a few cars.

Soon they were in front of the office, and Ayita twisted her body as she trotted to a stop so the two could dismount quickly. Her form bobbing as she pranced in glee at the exhilarating run. Nevermind the terror of her brother as his picked himself off the cement, or that of her passengers. "Oh, that was simply amazing! Am I not the fastest and fairest of mare and horse kin?" Ayita had a sore spot and it was the fact she was a bit vain about her forms and their beauty. "Brother? You look
slightly ill."

"I left my stomach back at that 2 for 1 deal."

[Nallore]

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Carolina Reed

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Carolina looked at Dean for a moment as he went and took Damon away to try and cool the man off, which was probably a good thing as she leaned back slightly. Her attention then went back towards Thalia as she answered her question about Jakobson's kid, it was good then that she wasn't born yet. She started to think for a little bit trying to figure out what to do with the information since she wasn't born just yet. "So what if we try and get a hold of Jade Cornish, that's his lover right?" Carolina asked figuring that maybe she would be more logical thinking than Jakobson would be.

"If you have proof or whatever that your taking care of their kid in the future and what she's been through could maybe try and convince her that continue supporting him would make the future even worse than it is from your timeline?" Carolina certainly didn't want to start any form of conflict unless it was the absolutely last resort. "I mean we cant just stand here forever we need to do something while everyone else is talking with Jakobson. I don't want to fight unless it's the last resort that we have to which would end up badly for us."

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Bethany Bell

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Bethany watched as Dean ran off with Damon to try and calm him down, which was most likely the better option she didn't like the idea of working with them still either. While listening to Carolina as she spoke, she didn't like the idea of fighting either unless it was the last resort that they needed to. She stood up and stretched slightly while looking at the others, she really wanted to go out and do something whether it's scoping out OMEN HQ or just finding a non violent way to try and get everything back to normal and start OMEN from what they are doing.

"I'm with the chick, we need to try and find a non violent way unless it's the last resort to do so." Beth said crossing her arms over her chest and stared over at Scarlet Witch and shook her head at her towards her comment towards Pietro. She just wished that the mansion didn't get destroyed and things would go back to normal as well.

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Future Carolina Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Future Carolina opened her eyes again looking directly at Jakobson as he started to talk on the phone with his fiancé which he simply rolled her eyes and just started to get even more annoyed with the man. She also got that look that she wanted to kill him, since two years from now Cass would be killed by OMEN's agents. She wanted to just possess him and then kill him, but she knew that wouldn't go well for them. She quietly muttered something under her breath. When Jakobson finally finished talking with Jade she leaned forward when he asked what they were talking about exactly.

Which made Future Carolina really angry at him as well, like he didn't really even care what the were accusing him of doing. "Three of us are from the future." She then stared at the man directly, while looking over towards Pietro for a moment, before speaking up again. "In the future you have your daughter. And she is going to be a mutant like us as well, and your people do experiments on her like she is a lab rat." Future Carolina said as she leaned back turning to look at Pietro.

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Cassandra Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Cassandra watched Guin silently as Jakobson continued to talk on the phone for a bit longer she just scoffed at him, she really wanted to sock the guy in the face. It seemed that Jade ended up getting pregnant by the sounds of the conversation, as she watched Guin remove the small device off of the computer. It was good it seemed that she didn't get caught doing it which was good then as she turned to look at the future version of Carolina as she finally spoke up.

Which actually did surprise her to see that she had some information and that his kid most likely the one Jade is carrying now would actually turn out to be a mutant as well. Which would certainly make his presidency a lot harder since the MRA would force him if it were to pass have him register his kid on that list, her eyes turning towards Jakobson.

[Lady Lila]

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Aspen Queen

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93): Main Area

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Aspen watched as a chunk of the crowd dispersed, and wondered what she should do. Since they were stuck in this fun-free building, she'd have to improvise with her time. Before Dean left their eyes met, and he seemed.. worried? Concerned? Well, it's not like she was going crazy or anything. Sometimes it's good to be a kid. Even when possibly their lives are going to end soon, what could be a better time?

Thinking of back when she first started off at the mansion, Aspen realized that she got into something much bigger than herself, and maybe something that was bigger than all of the people here. Are things ever going to get better being here, with these people? What if I just up and left, would anyone even know I was gone? Kind of upsetting that one of my role models ended up being nothing what I imagined. The Scarlet Bitch -I mean Witch- always used to inspire me. I guess she's just like every other asshole out there.

Debating on whether or not she went off and explored, Aspen peered out the window, looking down. People walking, going about their normal lives, like nothing in the world was at stake. Is that what she wanted? Or did she want to be a crime fighting badass that might not ever get any real friends? Granted she had one, but they were dead now.. and might happen to any other person she decided to trust.

Aspen agreed with the other girls, surprised herself that she was actually paying attention. Lance was trying to keep everyone cool as well, and perhaps if everyone just calmed down and thought out a well strategized plan they might be able to carry it out.

"I don't know about you guys, but I don't like this place. I hope the others come back soon with some good intel on Jakobsen. Remember what happened at Stark Tower the last time someone was pissed off.."

[BlackPanther]

Damon Fawkes

Location: barricade room with dean (a+ dude)
Tattoo count: 1 wolf

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Damon chose not to respond to the guy that clearly didn’t understand why he went by the host. His ability wasn’t like mindless fire these were parasites in the form of ink. Another claw found its way out and he winced before he found himself being pulled into a room. Thank god. He panted a bit and nodded at dean before the wolf on the center of giants chest broke free shredding husband shirt and snarling looking around before seeing dean and huffing.

Damon slowly shoved the dragon claws back into his arm with a wince and looked at the wolf who whimpered. ”nice thinking but......I just....I don’t know if I can just trust them” he shook husband head and sat up grabbing the scruff of the wolf and forcing it to lay down. ”I know I seem calmer now but.....I’m not okay. I have to pretend to be so two more don’t pop out.....but I’m freaking out” he looked at Dean and if the guy looked he could probably tell Damon was not okay.

[17th Day]

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Bellamy Hughes

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93)

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Bellamy inwardly winces at Wanda's scornful comment, he guesses Pietro’s walkout still upsets her more than she’d like to admit. Or maybe it’s just sibling bickering, not like he would know being an only child. Either way it mattered little, they hadn’t come for the wayward son of Magneto; they had come to take action against the latest in the line of threats to mutantkind with the X-Men.

Action. That was something that was sorely missed here, it’d almost be forgiven if one were to think they had just popped up for some witty banter. "It seems to me that we’ve being a great deal of talking about taking action than.. y’know actually taking action,” he offhandedly remarks, not doing himself any favours with many in the room. ”What Wanda said might as what you say is true. We might as will be talking and arguing into our early graves with how we’re going.” Bellamy could care less with what others, apart from Magneto and Wanda, would think. He wasn’t here to make new friends after all.

[Peridot]

Charlie Farrier

_{Location: Outside Stark Tower -> Outside Campaign Office}

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The last time Charlie had ridden a horse was as a very young child on a pony trek with his schoolmates. He'd been terrified of falling off back then, as a horse couldn't be controlled nearly as much as a snowboard. As he climbed aboard Ayita uncertainly, he discovered that this discomfort of mounting equines hadn't diminished as he'd grown older. Either that or it was the other external factors coming into play... the fact that it was Ayita and not an actual horse, the literal race against time as they fought to make it to Jakobsen's office before it was too late, or simply his close proximity to Allison and the embarrassment of holding onto her middle as tightly as he could to ensure he didn't fall off. As they came to a stop, Charlie noticed that Richard seemed to have had an even more uncomfortable journey.

Stumbling a bit as he dismounted, Charlie gazed up at the campaign building, running a hand through his windswept hair. "Any bets on if they'll let us just walk in?" He asked the group.

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Nina van Essenhout

_{Location: Jakobsen's Office}

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Nina looked to Carolina in surprise as she spoke out, wondering how to process this new information. It sounded far-fetched in this moment, and certainly would had held a lot more weight if it had been announced before the whole pregnancy interruption. Jakobsen had no reason to believe her, and Nina doubted she had proof.

Looking dubiously as Jakobsen, she wondered what his next step would be. Kick them all out and deal with them later? Or address his mutant issue at it's source while they were trapped like animals in his building? Whichever option arose, Nina just hoped that someone else's plan was actually going to work here.

[BlueSky44]

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@FantasyChic@LadyRunic@Morose@Peridot@Nallore@BlackPanther@17th Day@Lady Lila

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@FantasyChic@LadyRunic@Peridot The instant you dismount and end up outside of the office, the four of you will feel a slight, almost pin pricking sensation in your necks, Ayita would feel more than one stab into her neck, and she'd find herself shifting from horse back into human form, along with noticing that she isn't able to hear anyone else's thoughts, or communicate with telepathy anymore. Should anyone try to use their powers, they would find that they weren't working, at all, as if someone flipped a switch and suddenly boom, they were off. There was a large van that if they had noticed, had been parked outside of Stark Tower, and was now pulling up to the curb, with the door opening and there were several guns pointed their direction. "Just like he said, figured a smaller group would leave the Tower, makes our life easier, now come along quietly, or there will be trouble. Oh, don't bother trying to head inside, the doors have already been barricaded," one of the people in the van said to them. The group would also be able to notice that the reason they hadn't really had much difficulty getting there on horse back, was that much of the walkways had been cleared of people, so there weren't really anyone around to help them out either.

@Morose@BlackPanther The two of you would hear some sort of loud crashing sound coming from the main area. It sounded like shattering glass, and metal crashing down or something.

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Lance Banner

Location: Stark Tower - Main Area

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"Actually fiancee, they are supposed to be getting married sometime next year last I heard," Lance muttered in response to Carolina's words.

"There isn't really any proof, except what I could potentially show her with my powers, and I don't know if even then she'll believe us. At this point in my life, I was kind of on OMEN's radar, since I was a dragon or whatever, but they left me alone for the most part since I had been the one to kill Hel, despite what Jakobsen claims... It's not like we can prove much unless we actually go find her, and maybe if I talk to her she'll believe me, but that is a big maybe..." Thalia said with a slight shrug.

Lance looked at the others, before he glanced out the window, and saw something coming towards them, a large group of somethings, and they were big. He walked over to the window, to see if he could get a better look at just what was coming their way. As the mob got closer, his eyes grew wide as he realized what exactly was coming their way. There had to be at least 10 or so Sentinels that he could easily see, and maybe a few more behind those ones, and they were heading straight for Stark Tower. "We need to move... NOW!" he yelled out, racing away from the window just in time to avoid being hit by a Sentinel as it broke the window. They were big, but someone they managed to smash through the roof of Stark Tower so they could stand up fully when the landed.

As soon as he saw the roof start to get destroyed, Pietro raced around, moving people out of the way of the falling shrapnel and debris as bits of metal went flying everywhere. Magneto simply deflected the metal away from himself, Wanda, and Bellamy, ignoring the others somewhat, glancing at the robots, he found that he wasn't able to control them like you would expect, as they appeared to not be made of metal. When Pietro grabbed Bethany to move her, a piece of metal embedded itself in his right side as he pulled her away from the falling debris. She wasn't hurt, but his side was bleeding pretty badly from the metal.

Wanda started sending things flying towards them in response, but everything she fired at the Sentinels didn't seem to phase them at all. Thalia's wings appeared, and she took a deep breath before she shot flames at them, but it wasn't doing much good either. Everything the two of them were doing seemed completely useless.

Sentinels started shooting lasers around the entire room, however they seemed to be a horrible shot, as most of the lasers fired immediately missed their targets. Except for one that is, and it hit Aspen in the leg, causing a burn to appear there and it would knock her to the ground.

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Mirembe Adebayo

Location: Stark Tower - Lab

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"We've almost got it... Shouldn't be too hard to finish that one at the least, give it a bit of a test run before we make too many more..." Mira said, before setting the one that she had finished making, and looking at what Tony was doing with the generator. There were a few more things that he had to do with it, but overall it was just about finished. That was when there was a loud crashing sound coming from the main area, and both she and Tony stared towards that direction.

Banner walked into the lab, and looked at the direction the sounds were coming from. "Uh... What was that?" he asked, looking the same direction as Tony and Mira were.

"I have no idea... JARVIS? What was that?"

"It appears that the Sentinels have returned, and are currently attacking the tower," JARVIS responded.

"Shit... Kid, finish this," Tony said, tossing the gun to Mira before he took off out of the room. Mira looked at the gun, wondering what to do, but she immediately went to try and finish the weapon, but it wasn't too easy for her to do it very quickly. Banner followed Tony out of the room.

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Back in the main area, Tony popped up in his suit, and started shooting at the nearest one, but his weapons didn't seem to be having much of an effect on the robot. Banner appeared as well, and instantly shifted into the Hulk, and leapt out at one of the Sentinels, trying to pound on it.

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Marygold Isley

Location: Jakobsen's Campaign Office

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"Why do I get the feeling that one, you all don't like me, and two, that you think I'm an idiot or something?" he said coldly, glaring at the group.

"No, just a crazy man who thinks that his ways are the best for everyone, and not paying attention to the consequences further down the line, I mean seriously, yes, people with powers can be dangerous, but anything can be dangerous in the wrong hands. That's just how things work in reality, just because you don't like to think of things that way, maybe you should start listening to others."

"Oh please, I'm not dumb enough to think that there are three people in this room from the future, I mean really, how much of a gullible idiot do you take me for? Yes, I know time travel is possible, but still, I feel as though you are really grasping at straws to try and convince me otherwise."

"Look, you don't have to believe her about that, but at least think about what could potentially happen to the rest of the world because of your actions!" Mary snapped at him, before she got distracted by Future Pietro, who suddenly looked like he was in pain, before he leaned against the wall and slid down to the floor.

"Is he okay? Please tell me he isn't going to puke or something, I just had the carpet cleaned," Jakobsen said, but Mary ignored him, wondering what was going on. Future Pietro lifted up his shirt and there was this humongous bruise that had appeared as if from out of nowhere, it was in the exact same place as where Pietro had been stabbed by the metal shrapnel.

"...Something is going on at the Tower..." he muttered, wincing in pain, a little bit of blood trickled out of his mouth.

[Morose]

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Guin Stark

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office

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Guin felt relieved that the voice didn't seem to return, though Jakobsen was being an asshole and she wished that she was hallucinating him. Her jaw dropped and she laughed slightly as Future Carolina explained that Jakobsen was going to have a mutant child - sometimes, the universe had a twisted sense of humor. It probably wasn't the appropriate time to laugh, but really, the man who nearly wipes out the mutant race got busy and created one? Especially since mutant genetics indicated that the father passed down the gene - so odds were, Jakobsen had a dormant X-gene in his body. It was karma at its finest.

Of course, her attention was ripped away from all of that by two major developments: 1) Muscles lifted up his shirt and damn was he fine 2) although she wasn't a medical expert, it looked like internal bleeding. She tried to focus more on the cause, but she couldn't figure it out, her mind deciding not to think as fast as it could and instead just look at those gorgeous, well defined abs that Muscles had.

Her heart clenched though, hearing that there was an attack at the Tower. Her father, boyfriend, and brother figure were all there, as well as other friends she had made at X-Mansion. What if something happened to them? She knelt down next to Muscles, flipping off Jakobsen as she did so, and she started to examine his wound close up. It might have been because her mind was distracted, but she couldn't think of where it had come from. There certainly hadn't been any activity in this office to explain it. "What happened?" she asked him, looking at him with concern - and fear. What if this was when he died?

"...Well, pretty sure younger me has a piece of metal or something in his side, not positive though."

"Wh-what?" Guin stammered, her eyes widening. She hadn't imagined the butterfly effect would be this aggressive. Yet she started to panic - what if both Muscles and her Pietro died? The injury looked serious. "Crap, shit, what happens if you die?" she couldn't help but ask, her eyes watering slightly. She was tunnel visioning on the Pietros.

"...Well, if I just get killed, nothing happens, however if it is because of this injury, or I fade out of existence it probably would mean my counterpart died."

Although Guin knew the logic behind that and it was what she expected, it didn't help her at all. She didn't even pay attention as Folly went over and kicked Jakobsen in the balls or anything else that was going on. The closest she had ever dealt with death had been when she was just a little kid and her dad flew up into a wormhole. "No. No you are not dying, damn it!" she snapped. "You listen to me, Muscles - I did not play on my phone in bioengineering courses for you or Silver Balls to die right now. So I'm going to patch you the fuck up and we're going to shove a stick up OMEN's ass until it pops out their metaphorical eyes."

"...You do realize patching me up won't effect him in anyway right?"

"It means you can run me to him and believe me, it'd be faster than waiting for Happy to come with a car. New York traffic is a bitch," Guin muttered, her mind racing. She took her shirt off, wearing a sports bra underneath so she didn't particularly care, and she used it as a makeshift bandage. Ideally, she'd need to stop an artery on the inside from bleeding to fix it, but this would do for now.

"I don't think I'm going to be running anywhere..." he said, wincing slightly in pain.

"Well you're not allowed to die. You have a wife waiting for you," Guin pointed out. "And if she's anything like me, she'd snap if you died."

"Trust me, she already said I couldn't die..."

"Good."

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Folly Valeska

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office

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Folly didn't take very kindly to people treating her friends like garbage. After Allison insulted Mary, she had stomped on her foot - a mild reaction from the young psychotic mutant. But hearing Jakobsen have such a disregard for Pietro's life, her temper flared and she charged at him, kicking him as hard in the balls as she could. She hit her target and smirked with satisfaction. While she was sane, it didn't prevent her from committing acts of violence. "It's a good thing you won't be needing those family heirlooms anymore, given your fiancée getting pregnant," Folly quipped, alluding to his babymaker that she had just given a solid beating to.

From a logical perspective, she knew that beating up Jakobsen wasn't going to help matters - but she was more emotional than logical. She always had been. It was why she had been chosen a long time ago by a man she hoped to never see again - and given the nickname Wrath. Her anger drove her and her main regret was that she hadn't killed Jakobsen during her years as a serial killer. She wouldn't lose sleep if he died. She turned to go and help Future Pietro, only to notice that Guin was already kneeling down next to him.

"Let's go," Folly said, her thoughts flickering to Jakobsen's fiancée again. Maybe all they needed to do was hold her hostage. "I have someone I want to pay a visit to..." Besides, the people at Stark Tower needed help. And this, she was convinced, could help them.

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Dean Kesseli

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93): Home Theater Room ---> Main Area ----> Sidewalk

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Dean nodded, looking at Damon. He didn't know the guy, but he knew that freaking out and mutant powers never mixed very well. It was one thing if his powers went on the fritz - he was just a glorified dodgeball player - but others had dangerous abilities that they had been born with. "Hey, um...I don't really know you man, but just take deep breaths. My science teacher this year said that can trick the body into releasing hormones or whatever to calm us down," Dean advised, messing up the explanation a bit but he was technically right. Unfortunately, Stark Tower wasn't the most calm environment. JARVIS was playing the Care Bears movie on the big screen and Dean was about to shut it off when he heard a loud crash.

"Um, stay here," Dean advised. "I'm going to go check that out - but think happy thoughts and whatever you do, don't Hulk out," he told Damon, before taking off at a run. While he wasn't a speedster, he was quicker than most people and was able to perceive speedsters running. Noticing the sentinels, Dean's heart stopped and his blood seemed to chill. Pietro was getting people out of the way of the debris, but as Dean zipped around making sure everyone was accounted for, her noticed a few that were missing.

"Crap...It's always the hot ones..." he muttered, realizing Allison and the others left. "Hey, I'm gonna go get Allison and the others - they're out there without any real weapons against these things, think they went after Jakobsen," Dean explained, dodging sentinels as he raced outside of Stark Tower and hit the sidewalk.

[Lady Lila]

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Aspen Queen

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93): Main Area

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Aspen was quick to turn around and jump away from the window shortly before the Sentinels made their entrance. She blasted away the glass fragments before they hit anyone, and looked back to make sure everyone was alright. She was just turning her head back as a Sentinel blasted her leg, and she let out a muffled yell, falling to the floor- anything but gracefully. Luckily, she put her arms out just before hitting the ground, and didn't get a hug from the shiny squeaky tiling. "Where the hell did those things come from?!" She strained her neck, pulling up her jeans on her left leg, seeing a nasty big burn. Why do I have to be so small.. just makes injuries bigger.

The Sentinels were terrible at aiming, seeing as they didn't make any other marks yet. She shoved the pain out of her head for now and focused on her gravity powers, using the glass from the ground to shoot at the sentinels. She tried manipulating the ground, taking a Sentinel off its feet. She sent a few powerful blasts at it from the ground, but it seemed her efforts weren't making the biggest difference.. Even Scarlet's super powers weren't causing that much damage to the monsters! Is there any way they can make it out of this alive?

She watched as Dean left to find the others, and was worried for the safety of everyone but herself now. Granted she was injured and couldn't help anybody.. wait, maybe she can. She lifted herself off the ground, and hovered over towards Scarlet, immediately firing whatever she could at the Sentinels without moving her leg that much. Was it weird that right now she was thinking about kissing Dean? She couldn't get over the guy's eyes, and his head of hair. She was actually a little jealous.

[Nallore]

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Carolina Reed

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Carolina looked over towards Lance for a moment and shook her head slightly at his comment, and shrugged it really didn't matter in her opinion. They were a couple that's all she could see at the moment, maybe Jade was still the key to maybe getting through to Jakobson she looked over towards Thalia when she mentioned Hel. "I encountered her once I almost died because of her." Carolina said quietly as she watched Lance for a moment as he approached the glass. Then turned back towards Thalia. "Maybe she could be convinced if you show her with your powers?" She suggested.

Then in the corner of her eyes she also started to notice something over the horizon as they started to get bigger, and Lance told them all to take cover. Which she did, then all hell started to break lose as Sentinels broke through and started to shoot at the various kids in the room. Carolina quickly went for cover occasionally tripping on the fallen debris that fell from the Sentinels, looking at the various kids that were there. Carolina then heard Iron Man come into the fray along with the Hulk as well which made her smile ever so slightly as they took on the Sentinels, but it didn't seem to affect them all that much.

Carolina needed to make sure that the kids were taken to a safe place, as she saw them all huddled together in one spot watching as the chaos quickly ensued within Stark Tower. "C'mon follow." Carolina said as she quickly and carefully started to get up and started to lead the kids, as she started to think for a moment where to go. "JARVIS, any safe locations in the tower from the Sentinels?" Carolina asked, she had a feeling that OMEN would have the tower surrounded if anyone tried to get out of the building.

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Bethany Bell

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Bethany stood there looking at everyone as they continued to speak, she followed over towards Lance as she noticed him heading over there as well. That's when she noticed what looked like little dots in the sky as they then started to become larger, and realized that they were Sentinels. Beth didn't think that OMEN would be that stupid to send them all out to Stark Tower which was in the middle of Manhattan as well. Bethany didn't hesitate to try and get away, as she tried to run for safety that's when the ceiling started to collapse overhead Beth felt someone grab her.

When she looked up it was Pietro as he managed to move her out of the way from the oncoming debris that fell from the ceiling, she then instantly noticed that there was some shrapnel that had gotten lodged into Pietro's side. "Your hurt.." Beth said, she was grateful for the protection she would have died if it weren't for Pietro protecting her. Bethany watched as one of the Sentinels hit Aspen in the leg, and then some of the others, taking on the Sentinels as well. "Powers wont work on them!" Beth called out to them, while turning over towards Pietro and tried to help him up.

Beth only ended up making things worse as she noticed his injury get aggravated when she tried to move him, looking among the others Hulk/Bruce being the only to handle injuries better. She looked over towards Lance, was the next best thing as she remained by Pietro's side for a moment more. "Lance, Pietro is hurt, can you help me get him to the medical room or something?" Beth called out to him she would make sure that she wouldn't make the injury worse than it already was and tried her best to stop the bleeding.

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Future Carolina Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Future Carolina started to get even more irritated at Jakobson, she wanted to simply punch the man in the face even more than ever now as she muttered something under her breath as she turned to look at Pietro. Her eyes going wide as she noticed him slumping towards the wall and saw the massive bruise when he lifted up his shirt. Something was going on at Stark Tower now, they were under some kind of attack by OMEN there. Future Carolina watched as Folly went over and kicked the presidential candidate in the nuts, which made her smirk slightly.

Future Carolina then quickly started to think of a plan things were starting to go bad and quick now as there was an attack going on at Stark Tower. And OMEN most likely had the place under lockdown as a trap for them, she decided to try and posses Ricky maybe try and work on things from within. When she did try to, it did not work at all which was more than embarrassing as she muttered to herself under her breath.

Carolina looked towards Folly and nodded slightly it was probably the best to leave things weren't good for them at all right now at all Pietro was in bad shape as well. "I think we should go now, things are getting bad quick." Future Carolina said towards the others, if they were allowed to leave that is things were going to be getting much worse now as well.

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Cassandra Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Cassandra turned to watch Future Pietro go down seeing the bruise on his side, her thoughts quickly went to her sister in the present right now. If something like that happened to Future Pietro right there, then the butterfly effect would also affect both versions of her sister as well. Cassandra would quickly turn around drawing her ICER at Jakobson, right now the guy was getting even more irritating and she was worrying if things got worse it would never be normal again.

When she fully had it down out it suddenly fell down on the floor, which was also rather embarrassing as well in front of everyone and quickly went to pick it back up again, and pointed it at Jakobson. She watched as Folly went forward and kicked Jakobson in the nuts which made her shudder slightly seeing that happen before speaking up. "Let us go free, and we can forget this meeting ever happened.." Cassandra said looking over towards Folly for a moment raising her eyebrow slightly towards her.

[LadyRunic]

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Richard Laine

Location Sidewalk

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While he didn't care for being a bracelet on a charging mare, Richard cared even less to be at gun point. But the tipping point was these fools were aiming their weapons at Ayita. More than one dart did his baby sister pull from her neck as she gave a shriek of rage. Oh, the fools. The animal, the beast, was a part of her powers. But her pysche? How did her powers change and shape that? Molding it into what she was powers or no. Shaking his black head in fury. Richard didn't bother for niceties.

They had shot his little, baby sister in the neck. Were those not darts and bullets they would have killed her. That they didn't would earn them nothing from the assassin. "Oh, big mistake." The Adder hissed as he eyed the guns. Moving so his bulk blocked Ayita and thus Allison. "You lot just can't stop trying to hurt my sister can you?" He didn't have his healing powers, and taking all these guys on while being out gunned? Not a good idea. But he could buy Ayita time? Sure as hell he would do that. Stalking forward he moved to take up most of the bastards' line of vision and thus fire. "And come with you where? Why? We are innocent Americans doing what we please in public? You lot don't have the balls to stand up in front of a crowd. You don't have the balls to declare yourself openly. You're nothing but second rate wanna-bes to those who really don't like us. Who publicly decry us. I say bravo to them, and to cowards like you? Stick it."

Ayita Dyrkin

Location Sidewalk

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Ayita felt her form collapse as the instincts that drove her simmered down to her own mere mind. Trying to shift she found nothing, though at her neck her fingers found a group of darts. Ripping them from her neck with a howl of rage, Ayita turned amber eyes on the gun toting bastards. Only to see horror. Richard was blocking the way and sassing like never he did. In danger he always argued to keep your head, play it cool. A lesson he always followed. This, however, made the younger Laine flinch back and grab Allison's wrist.

"Run." It was their only option and Richard was giving them the chance. At the risk of himself, he was giving her a out. Ayita shoved and herded Allison in front of her and away from the possible fight. Tears leaking down the younger shifter's cheeks as she growled deep in throat. If anything happened to Richard, she would remember this! She would get revenge! Forcing herself into a run, she grapped Allison dragging the girl along one way or another.

[FantasyChic]

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Allison Andrews

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Location: Outside Jakobsen's Office

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Allison felt a little odd riding her friend, but there was no other way to get there quickly. As they rode through, Allison noticed how easy it was. She expected some more resistance, but they got there relatively easy. Once there, Ayita shifted out of form rather quickly, leaving Allison almost tumbling to the ground. Before she could turn to check, she felt a prick on her neck. She checked it and felt the dart.

It was a trap. Sure enough, men came over to them, armed to the teeth. How could she be so dumb? She could kick herself for putting Ayita, Richard, and Charlie in danger, but she had to try. She looked for a way out. If she were powerless, that left little she could do. She put her hands up and walked over to one of the guys. "Fine, let's go then." As she got near him, Allison attempted to steal the gun, but she overestimated her acting abilities and the guy smacked her across the head with the gun.

She rubbed her now throbbing head as Richard moved to cover Ayita and, thus, herself. Before she knew it, Ayita had grabbed her wrist and pulled her along. It seems running was the best option now and Allison sprinted quickly. She looked back to see if Richard was ok and if Charlie was following. They needed to get out of there quickly. Hopefully, those in the office were all right.

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Sara Grey

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Location: Jakobsen's Office

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Sara looked over as Pietro doubled in pain and Guin checked on him. He stated what she had already feared. If those in the tower were in danger, it was either OMEN or the Sentinels attacking. That explained why Jakobsen was not under guard. He didn't need to be. "He's attacking them. Allison was right. We need to leave, now!" She wondered if Jakobsen would just let them waltz out of there. She felt a power go off and looked at Carolina from the future. She knew (from word of mouth) her ability and Sara copied it. She managed to catch the man that came in, Ricky, and enter him. Once inside, she walked back into the office.

"Oh sorry, chief. I forgot something." Once she was satisfied he believed her, she walked towards the desk, eyeing the others. As she got near, she balled a fist and swung at Jakobsen. However, the man caught her (or rather, Ricky's, arm.). "Oh sorry boss. Thought I saw a fly?" She knew she was busted so she quickly left and returned to her own body. Enough time to see Folly unleash her own attack on Jakobsen. "All right, leaving now." She said as she walked towards the door.

[BlackPanther]

Damon Fawkes

Location: side room
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Damon nodded at dean and started working on just breathing. Everything was fine...pretend magneto wasn’t out there. The wolf snorted and he sighed doing his best to remain calm. He looked at dean ”Thank you...and uh...kind of my fault for being the silent type all the time” he ran a hand through his hair ”Im....sorry just hard to remain calm with someone like magneto out there” he put a hand on the wolf’s head an direction sighed focusing on being calm again.

Damon looked up when he heard the crash the wolf letting out a snarl. ”no promises” he gave a half hearted smile and watched dean leave before looking at the wolf then his arm. ”Okay here’s the plan. If that door opens reveling an enemy we attack. If we hear panic screaming we go out there. That means you as well” he glanced at his arm and saw the excited glint from the dragon. Bad idea? Probably but there were others out there more important then him.

Damon exhaled and stood slowly positioning his bow his wolf standing in front of him and began allowing the dragon out. It would take a bit longer then any other tattoo being that it was larger and not technically a real beast. But he had to start it now when he was calm if he hoped for a small amount of control on it. He winced as a claw then the rest of the taloned paw cane out.

[17th Day]

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Bellamy Hughes

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Location: Stark Tower - Top Level (Floor 93)

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Bellamy registered everything suddenly going to shit as a whole troop's worth of Sentinels chose then to fly into Stark Tower, sending wreckage everywhere. Thankfully he'd be spared death by being crushed by debris or impaled by shrapnel; it pays to be a subordinate of the Master of Magnetism come impending doom in the form of metal. The Sentinels would have stood fully upright as they crash in through the roof as they began firing off lasers around the room but Wanda would've already returned in kind, sending off from various projectiles at the mutant-hunting automatons. Nice but I can't just stand idly by now, can I?

His mutant power allows him to 'steal' the speed of others, over the years he gotten so good at slowing things down he could outright stop them in their tracks. He'd slow these machines to a halt and hold them in place, making for easy targets for whoever had enough power to bring them down for good. Bellamy steps out, away from Magneto and Wanda, and towards the ensuing chaos with his hands spread out wide. It always starts with the sensation of perceiving each and every thing that moves within the area, then it's a matter of honing onto your target. Ten Sentinels. Ten targets. He feels his 'speed theft' coming out to play as he siphons off kinetic energy in the form of pure speed from these cold machines. But nothing happens, the Sentinels continue to move completely undeterred. Any more attempts are unsucessful.

[Peridot]

Charlie Farrier

_{Location: Outside Stark Tower -> Outside Campaign Office}

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The current state of things had devolved from bad to worse. After a fairly hair-raising horse ride, Charlie and the others had been subject to a far more personal inconvenience - that of an attack by individuals who were clearly anti-mutant, if their power preventing darts were anything to go by. All of a sudden Charlie felt the cool chill of the wind, something that his own internal power of controlling his body temperature had always prevented.

Looking towards the men with guns, Charlie froze as he had before under pressure several years ago. As Richard went about threatening and Ayita prompted them to run, Charlie only unfroze as Allison was struck and she began to flee with the shape-shifter. Suddenly launching himself between the sight of the running girls and the ends of the men's muzzles, he glared at them, willing his anger to overtake his fear.

"Who are you to talk to us like that? We haven't done anything wrong, and we sure as hell shouldn't have to do what you say without some kind of warrant." He doubted talk of legal issues would do anything against the armed men, but hopefully it would give Allison and Ayita enough time to get away. Unfortunately, it appeared that the men didn't like his backtalk. One of them raising his gun, a short blast was followed by a searing pain in Charlie's right calf, and he collapsed to the ground with a yell. The bastards had shot him, and as he clutched at his bleeding leg, Charlie realised that kidnapping wasn't the only thing on these men's agendas. Harm... and other less positive things, were more than possible.

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Nina van Essenhout

_{Location: Jakobsen's Office}

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"Goddamnit, Folly!" Nina had growled as the woman marched forward and assaulted Jakobsen, only being followed by others in the room through various uses of their powers. Whatever Jakobsen had planned to do before, he had grounds for having them legally arrested for assault now. The idiots had just handed him a reason to detain them on a silver platter, all because Pietro had collapsed.

"Jakobsen, I'm telling you now - if you're innocent as you say then you need to go to Stark Tower! Then you'll know that we're not lying and we're all being exploited at this time!" Nina pleaded with Jakobsen, but it appeared that the man either didn't hear or wasn't interested in listening after getting his balls crushed by Folly. If he was innocent, he didn't care and was quite happy to see mutants dying.

"I knew this was a bad idea." She muttered under her breath before turning to Marygold. "We need to get everyone out of here! And keep a damned leash on your people - assault is the last thing we need added to our list of problems!" Her tone was quick, but hushed. They still had no proof that Jakobsen was behind the attack currently going on at the tower, and causing harm to him now was just foolish.

[BlueSky44]

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@FantasyChic@LadyRunic@Morose@Peridot@Nallore@BlackPanther@17th Day@Lady Lila

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@FantasyChic@LadyRunic@Peridot@Morose So, the instant Dean caught up to the others, he'd also feel a pin prick in his neck, and find that his speed was gone. There was a large truck, almost like ones that they use to transport prisoners in, pulled up by him, and behind the other van, and more people opened up the doors, and had guns, one was pointed right at Dean now. As for the others, without hesitating one of the OMEN agents shot Richard at point blank range, right in the chest. It wasn't enough to kill him, at least for the moment, but Richard was down. There was the sound of breaking glass as a few shots rang out, the windshield of the van shattered. Allison would take a bullet on the right side of her back, and Ayita would take a bullet to the leg. "Let's get them out of here," the Agent who seemed to be in charge said, and a few obliged, getting out of the various vehicles. Currently, Dean was the only one who didn't have a bullet in him.

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Mirembe Adebayo

Location: Stark Tower - Lab - Main Area

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Mira was scrambling to get the gun finished. The sounds coming from the other room were not that promising, especially since the robots didn't respond well to mutant abilities. She also didn't know if the gun was even going to work right, they hadn't had time to even test out the EMP generator. Oh well, there wasn't much she could do about it. She just hoped that Stark had actually put the generator together right so it didn't explode in her hand.

After another moment, while she could still hear the sounds coming from the other room as she tossed the gun together, putting the generator in place so that it will actually fire. She always did have a knack for building things like this, but now was not the time. Mira double checked that everything was properly in place, so it wouldn't misfire, before she took a deep breath, holding the gun, she raced out of the lab to the main area.

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Lance Banner

Location: Stark Tower - Main Area

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Lance was not too thrilled about the Sentinels attacking, after all, they were there to kill him. The thing he hated worse than the Sentinels? Being asked to help Pietro Maximoff. He hated the speedster, and since his "dad", not really knowing what else to call the Hulk since as far as he was concerned he grew up with two dads, was a bit preoccupied, apparently he was the next best thing. This was not the best position to be in, that much was obvious. "Well, pretty sure medical isn't going to still be standing in a few minutes," Lance said, before he pulled Pietro and Bethany to the side and laid the speedster on the ground.

First things first, getting the metal out of the speedster, "Alright, warning, this is going to hurt," Lance said pulling off his coat, before looking at Bethany, "The instant I pull this out, put pressure on the opening," he said, handing her his coat. The instant he knew that she was ready, he yanked the metal out of Pietro's side. The speedster let out a yell, and blood started coming from his side a lot more. Confident that Bethany would keep pressure on Pietro's injury, Lance's hands started glowing, though he had no idea that this was going to work. He'd never tried to do something like this, but it made sense, the more he thought about it. After all, light generated heat, and if something was hot enough, theoretically you could use it to cauterize an injury. He turned to look at Bethany, before addressing Pietro. "So Pietro... I have one question for you... What's your favorite color?"

"I don't see how that has anything to do with--" Pietro managed to say, when Lance moved his coat and lifted Pietro's shirt and pushed down. He let out a scream of pain, and his skin was smoking as Lance pulled his hand away, covered in blood. He had managed to stop the bleeding and cauterize the injury.

"Yeah, they say it hurts less if it's a surprise..." Lance said, wiping his hands on his coat, which he probably was going to get rid of later.

"Wait... Did you just make a Star Trek reference? Cause I could have sworn I've seen this sort of scene play out before..."

"Yeah, Star Trek Beyond, I don't really care much for the newer movies, but that one wasn't too bad... That's besides the point, you need to not do too much moving or whatever, or you might die by opening that back up and bleeding out..."

"...If you ever go into medical, work on your bedside manner..."

"Does it really matter? We've got more important things to do right now..."

"Yeah, and you just said I shouldn't do too much moving around since I might bleed out."

"I meant first chance you get, not right now, we've got things trying to kill us," Lance said, there was a shot above the three of them, and Pietro managed to get them all out of the way of the falling rubble.

Metal started flying away from where they were, as Magneto started sending shards flying at the gigantic robots. Though they just seemed to bounce off of them with no real damage done to them. The Hulk actually was doing decent damage to one, but anything Tony was throwing at them didn't really do much either. This was getting to be a bit of a no win situation for them.

Nothing seemed to be hurting those things, no matter what anyone did. The Sentinels started firing off more shots around the room, and this time their aim was more successful. Aside from the shot at Lance, Bethany, and Pietro, 4 more landed their hits, and a few of the hits were pretty bad. Carolina got hit by a laser in the side, causing a burn to appear on her body and knocking her to the ground. She'd also hear JARVIS'voice, "The lower levels might provide more protection Ms. Reed."

Bellamy took a nasty hit in the stomach, and a much larger, more painful burn would appear on him. Magneto was thrown backwards by one, the metal around them dropping to the ground as he lost focus. Aspen once again was hit with a shot to the leg, in the exact same spot, so that was bound to hurt. Despite Pietro causing himself, Bethany, and Lance to not get hurt by falling rubble caused by a laser shot, it didn't stop one from hitting someone. The shot slammed into Lance's back, but he managed to stay up somewhat anyway, but he was hurting. "...We probably should see about moving..." he muttered.

Mira raced into the room, with the gun in her hand, and she aimed at the nearest Sentinel, pulling the trigger. There was a large blast that shot from the gun, and the Sentinel shut down instantly, the EMP field had worked perfectly, at least it seemed to at first. The weapon started heating up in her hand, and before she could look to address the problem, it exploded, knocking her backwards. She let out a loud shriek when it exploded, and this was really the first time she was actually using her powers in front of a lot of people. The shriek was loud, and it was powerful, and it blasted 2 of the Sentinels backwards, and they were severely damaged, and after a moment, the two of them dropped to the ground, broken.

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Marygold Isley

Location: Jakobsen's Campaign Office

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Okay, Mary had been pretty stressed out all day, with everything that was happening, so she was not in the best mood when Nina basically snapped at her, "Excuse me? You didn't have to come with, you know that right you idiot. You don't seem to get how anything works, since I swear you are only here for yourself, and don't care about anyone else! Sure, Folly's not exactly the most sane person I know, but still, I know that I'd rather have her in a fight then you," Mary snapped at her, she was peeved.

Jakobsen just chuckled slightly, it was intriguing to him, to see this group arguing and fighting. They at least had emotions, since that was likely the only thing they really had going for them. He thought nothing of Ricky's attack, figuring that one of the mutants had done something Ricky looked confused, before he just turned and left the room, as Jakobsen addressed the others. "Look, I know why you came here, and let me just say hacking into the computers and such? Brilliant idea, makes sense, hell I would have done the exact same thing in your place. Except there is one thing you didn't take into consideration..."

"Why does it not surprise me that you'd think of why we were really here... No plan is fool proof, it is near impossible to account for every single possibility, no matter how big or small... So, tell me, what exactly did we not take into account?"

"Well... I am a bit old fashioned... You will find some interesting reads in those files, even find the location of a few facilities... But that's it... We've been doing so much work, we haven't exactly gotten around to making digital copies of everything, and you'll find absolutely nothing linking me to those attacks."

Everything seemed to slow down, as things began to click into place in her mind. Jakobsen had known all along, which meant he had wanted to draw them away from Stark Tower, but why? She thought for a moment, why would he wait until they showed up to attack the tower? Another thought then occurred to her, and she swore under her breath. "You wanted us to show up, you knew the whole time what our plans were... And I think I figured out why... After all, it would have been easy, to just let the Sentinels kill us at Stark Tower when they attacked, but no... You've shown your smarter than that... If everyone there died, of course the blame would be pointed at you, because of everything you have said about mutants in the past. You needed an alibi, and talking to a group of mutants during the attack was just what you had wanted to happen."

"You certainly are smarter than you look," Jakobsen said with a smirk. Future Carolina would suddenly get a painful burn on her body in the same location as her younger counterpart. Future Pietro, on the other hand, let out a small cry of pain as the bruise turned more into a painful burn, but he seemed to be doing better for now.

[LadyRunic]

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Richard Laine

Location Sidewalk

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Apparently angering people with guns was not the best of his ideas. Yet, for all it's faults he did feel slightly accomplished. Staring at his chest Richard felt himself falling backwards. His head and body striking the cement with a painful thud. A wetness trickling from his chest. A sticking substance slipping from his lips. With his powers this would not have been so worrying, but without them?

Fear gripped the Adder as he felt his heart stutter. Sending a pray up to whatever was listening, Richard prayed he died and wasn't experimented on. Or that his powers would returned soon and fix this mess. The pain was a white hot iron that bathed his mind and erased rational thought as a horrid scream ripped across the air. Yes, the Adder smiled with a emptiness in his eyes and he fought to remain aware. Kill them Ayita. Devour their corpses and teach them the cruelty you faced.

Ayita Dyrkin

Location Sidewalk

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Pain pierced her leg as Ayita stumbled, pitching forward slightly. Peering back, her amber eyes widened as she watched her brother hit the ground his chest a red stain of blood. Staring blankly at the body- for surely he could not survive? Ayita froze. Something twisted inside of her and she wanted to claw, rip and tear. This was not the instinct of the others creatures but her own and it was no instinct. Fury washed over the grief stricken mutant as tears streamed from her eyes and a unholy scream rang from her lips.

But it was not in Ayita's nature to be careless. While she felt the need for vengence, there was no reason to die trying to get it. Sometimes one had to be smart and wait verses a straight attack. The one who stayed alive after all, had the last laugh. Survival was the lesson she had learned amongst ice, snow and starvation. Hunters had been on her trail before and now they were again, but this time? She was not just going to run away. Shrugging off the pain of her leg, Ayita had felt worse during her shifting after all. When one's body tore itself to shreds? A bullet still hurt, but it could be by passed for a time.

Four men were approaching her and Allison, Ayita let go of the Seer and lunged for the gun. A bullet ripped through the air slamming into her right arm. Wincing, Ayita bit back the snarl of pain. Twisting on her foot the woman eyed her hunters and felt like a cornered animal despite her lack of powers. Smirking slightly Ayita gave a odd chuckle. "Powers gone." Tilting her head the woman gave a croon that was so like her brother's. Casting a odd look at the fallen body of her brother, Ayita tilted her head. "Feral's Hunt has begun." She seemed to say mostly to herself, as though unaware that her telepathy was no longer working. Taking a step back, she kept herself between the men and Allison despite their apparent defeat. Giving the woman a chance to move, to do something. For she would have her revenge. She would unleash a hunt against these humans. She, the most feral of all the mutants, let them think it was something else or someone else. In fact she was hoping for it. Their desire for information would buy time- perhaps. A chance she would take. Well did Ayita know the light of the animal was still in her eyes and the snarl on her lips.

If anyone pressed to get to Allison, Ayita would intercept them in attempt to drive them back and away from her friend.

[Morose]

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Guin Stark

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office

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As Jakobsen started to chat with Mary, Guin couldn't help but feel a bit disgusted that he wasn't digital. It struck her as odd and almost a bit foolish of him. No wonder his running mate was acting like a secretary. This man didn't just seem paranoid and insane to her - he was backwards. She discretely hit record on her phone, catching the last sentence each Jakobsen and Mary said - and no one would be able to see her do that. The last sentence was enough to help get warrants for investigations and searches and thankfully, her phone synced with the Stark Secure Server. However, her eyes kept on darting over towards Muscles.

She had to bite her tongue to keep from snapping at Nina, but thankfully Mary had that under control. Folly left, followed by Muscles a moment later, and Guin got an idea. There was a coffee mug on Jakobsen's desk. If Muscles hadn't left, she would have asked for him to snag a DNA sample. Then they could get an independent lab to analyze it and prove to Jakobsen that he would father a mutant child one day. She picked up the coffee cup. "You mind? I've been craving coffee all day," she lied.

"Yeah, no," Jakobsen replied, snatching the cup away from her.

"What are you afraid of?" Guin asked, raising an eyebrow. "That I'll outsource this to a lab and they'll reveal you've got a non expressed X-gene?"

"What the hell are you talking about kid? It's my coffee, get your own."

This would be so much easier if A) I had telepathy and B) Muscles was back in here... Guin just smiled at Jakobsen, mentally readjusting her plan. "Somehow I doubt you'll be letting us go to Starbucks any time soon..." Guin muttered. Jakobsen just shrugged in response, falling silent. "Oh well, at least I know your fiancée is probably going to break up with you," Guin pointed out. "Attacking kids? Not famous for going over well with pregnant women. Especially ones with - what do they call it in the reports? - near supernatural levels of deductive reasoning?"

"Actually, she's fine with what my work is, I've told her about it."

"So you're going to be completely fine arresting her one day for not being completely normal? Wow, that's just cruel."

"No, she is normal, unlike you, at least for the most part. I also know that she's seen things that supernaturals and people like you are capable of."

Guin rolled her eyes. "You shouldn't believe everything you see on TV. Us Starks are normal humans."

"No, I know that you aren't, OMEN has access to SHIELD's files as well, helps when we have more funding, we can get the information we want, without having to make a database of our own."

She just laughed. "SHIELD? Really? You're believing them? Dude, Magneto wrecked their database two years ago. And as a reserve agent, I can tell you that whatever information you're getting from them, it's falsified to save face. You know it yourself - SHIELD is old news. They don't know anything. And yeah, I bet Granddad is rolling over in his grave right now but who cares. HYDRA probably killed him anyways."

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Folly Valeska

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Jakobsen's Office ---> Hallway

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Folly's head turned quickly as Nina cussed at her. Her eyes narrowed for a moment and it was lucky for Nina that Folly was mostly mentally together at the moment. Hearing Nina suggest that she should've been put on a leash, after her naive begs towards Jakobsen about his supposed innocence....It made Folly's blood boil. When she shut her eyes, she could still see HIM. Her maker - the one that had taught her how to shed blood, yet it hadn't been her first.

No, her first kill had been years ago, back in Coventry. Things had been simple back then. The world ignored that which it could not understand - and O.M.E.N. had only been recently instated. It wasn't too long before the attack on O.M.E.N. HQ - or more appropriately phrased, the massacre committed by Hel, Loki's daughter. She clenched her fist slightly with anger, yet she knew that Nina would be a waste of her time. She could kill her another day for that slight. She wasn't some animal to be kept on a leash!

"I'll go help the others," Folly muttered, before she left the room. The instant she opened the door to leave the office, she was stopped by a few people, one of them the woman who had directed them to Jakobsen's office. "Sorry, but don't you think you should wait for the rest of your group?"

"No," Folly said simply, pulling her daggers and cracking her neck, ready for a fight. "So we can do this the easy way or the hard way. They're both equally fun for me - question is, how much fun will you have?"

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"Hard way then," Folly mused, taking a deep breath as she let her rage fill her mind and she went into a frenzy. She never felt so in tune with herself, never so alive, than when she would let go and just be. Three people were injured by the time Future Pietro zipped over, holding onto his side since he really should not be running right now, and pulls her in for a hug to stop her from going completely crazy.

"Let go of me, Palla Latchi!" Folly hissed. "The people at the tower need help and these humans were in my way!"

"No Folly, you can't just hurt people like that... It isn't how things work..."

"Isn't this how we've survived? Hurting people who would hurt us?" Folly pointed out. Their entire lives were spent fighting at this point. It didn't matter if it was against Sentinels, humans, or other mutants who worked to hunt down their own kind. Blood demanded blood and all.

"Yeah, but there is no proof that everyone in this building is evil, so we can't just do that..."

"....Fine, no killing, but I'm going to the tower."

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Dean Kesseli

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Location: Jakobsen for President Campaign Center: Sidewalk Outside

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As soon as the campaign center came into view, Dean felt a prick on the back of his neck and his reflexes kicked in, smacking his neck. It felt like a mosquito or something a bit bigger had bit him, and only as the entire world slowed down around him and he was forced to move at that speed too did he realize the truth...His powers were gone. Now he really was a Wannabe Speedster. However, just because he had to be slow now didn't mean he wasn't observant. He saw the prisoner transport van pull up and he gulped, spotting the gun pointed at him.

"YEEEEEET!" he shouted, having not quite decided on what to shout but be figured it was better than screaming Sneak Attack!!! and he wanted to shout something. He wasn't just going to do this quietly. He rushed forward and somehow took a guard by surprise, grabbing the gun in his hands. Taking it into his own hands, Dean then shot at him, hitting him in the torso. He grinned with victory, only to feel a bullet penetrate his leg and he screamed. He kept a firm grip on the gun, cursing like a sailor. "God fucking fuckkity fucking damn it! That stings like a fucking bitch!"

Fueling himself with his shock and anger, Dean shot at another guard, sending him down to the count. As a response, another guard hit him in the shoulder with a bullet - bringing out another freakish scream from the Wannabe Speedster - and he dropped the gun to the ground. Luckily, the gun didn't go off and he tried to bend down to grab it, only to find himself in immense pain from the bullets. "FUCK ME!" Dean screamed, unable to focus with the pain.

But hey, at least he did something.

[Nallore]

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Carolina Reed

Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Carolina would occasionally look over her shoulder seeing the fighting going on as the other continued to fight against the Sentinels, she wasn't paying attention until it was a little to late. One of them had their sights on her, as it shot out a laser at her Carolina would let out a very loud scream in pain. As she hit the ground, looking down at her side smelling burnt skin and clothes as well where the laser had hit her. Some of the kids stopped and turned to look at her with a worried look, taking a few deep breathes as Carolina started to get back up to her feet again. Using the wall for a bit of support, she waved the kids forward to continue they were her current priority right now.

"Keep going, the main staircase isn't that far.." She said as she started to move forward once more while holding her side, wincing with every little breath and movement that she made. She wasn't sure how bad it was exactly as Carolina continued until they were finally at the main staircase. Carolina wasn't sure exactly how the Sentinels worked, if they were controlled by a single computer or someone in some kind of command vehicle somewhere nearby.

"JARVIS, how are the Sentinels being controlled do you know?" Carolina asked, there had to be some kind of way to take them down, she continued to go down the flights of stairs stopping the kids whenever debris started to fall and made sure that they were all safe going down she didn't want to lose anyone. Her injury was a bit worrying for her as well, but she needed to focus right now with the task at hand.

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Bethany Bell

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Location: Stark Tower
Skills: N/A

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Bethany looked towards Lance once they were somewhat out of fire, she watched as he took off his shirt and nodded slightly. "Alright, do what you have to." Beth said calmly as she took his shirt, once the piece of debris was removed Beth quickly held down and put as much pressure on Pietro's wound as best as she could. Feeling the blood soaking through slightly, until Lance started to get himself ready and removed her hands once Lance pressed his hand onto Piet's wound.

She looked away as she heard him scream in pain as the wound was cauterized, looking down seeing the burn wondering how long it would last and then turned to look at the speedster for a moment. "I'm sure you will get an awesome scar, I think Guin would like." Bethany said jokingly, as the two made some kind of star trek reference, which she didn't really know. Once they were ready to move Beth helped get Pietro to his feet and continued to move forward.

That's when she could hear a loud supersonic scream happen, looking over her shoulder as the new girl Mirembe had something explode in her hands. Knocking two Sentinels down for the count, then there were several others who ended up getting hit, Lance being one of them in the back. There was a place of broken wall that they could use as cover for now and quickly pointed it out towards them looking between the two of them. "So any ideas?" Bethany asked once she quickly got to the cover.

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Future Carolina Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Future Carolina turned to look between Nina and Mary for a moment and shook her head slightly, this really wasn't the time to argue whether bringing Folly with them or not, before finally speaking up. "We trust Folly enough to travel with us, besides she could heal and she's strong. And this is what Jakobson really wants, to see us argue like this." Future Carolina said looking between the two of them, sure Folly did scare her quiet a bit when she ended up going into one of her episodes. She knew when to stay clear, and she was here to save Mary from being killed while similar to her own goal not letting Cassandra die.

She watched as Sara went and tried to copy her own powers, and then used Rickey to try and attack Jakobson which didn't end up all that well seemed the man saw through her. She paced around a bit in the room as she really didn't like the idea of being here anymore as she watched Folly and Future Pietro leave the room. She started to think of a plan, maybe not possess his VP running mate and try to go for Jakobson.

She started to use her ability, but just as she was about to Future Carolina yelled out in pain as she hunched over Jakobson's table feeling the burn happen in the same exact spot where she had been hit as her younger self. Future Carolina lifted up her shirt and looked to see that there was a bad burn there and turned to look at her sister for a moment. "We really need to go back to Stark Tower now." Future Carolina said, listening to Jakobson his plan seemed to be really well thought out on just about everything.

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Cassandra Reed

Location: Jakobson's Campaign Office
Skills: N/A

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Cassandra rolled her eyes at Nina and Mary this really wasn't something that they needed right now they needed to work together, but she didn't say anything when the future version of her sister spoke up about it. Then Sara came back in and tried to attack Jakobson as Rickey but that failed miserably managing to knock her back and Rickey seemed to snap out of it and left. There was that plan as Cassandra listened to Guin then speak to Jakobson when she tried to grab for his coffee mug.

"If I remember correctly you aren't the one who killed Hel when she stomped through your HQ two years ago. It was a mutant no less that killed Hel, what if that somehow were to be made public?" Cassandra said she may not have been there when it happened but still. "Not every single person that isn't human is evil you should know that." Cassandra said as she then turned to look over when she saw Carolina hunch over and scream in pain.

Cassandra quickly went to her side and took a look at the burn it looked bad, and that made her worry Carolina was at the Tower still she wasn't sure how bad things were at the tower now. Two of the future counterparts were injured now looking back towards Mary, Guin and Nina, they needed to go now.