One Month Ago The only thing he remembered was the splicer in his hand feeling like it was on fire. In a split second decision, he had activated his suit to shrink down, was surrounded by fire, and then nothing. Just complete and total darkness. The darkness continued, even when he woke up, or well, more or less he was pretty sure he had woken up. It was really hard to tell just where the hell he even was at this point, surrounded in complete darkness, and wherever he was, it was moving. Or more of swaying?
He started messing around with his blaster in his armor, and it sparked slightly, signalling to him that the entire circuit was fried. However, the slight sparks had been enough to light up the area he was in, and he instantly started panicking somewhat. Glancing around, he saw that it looked like he was in a suitcase of some kind, meaning that he was in fact still about an inch tall, and was stuck that way. This was the one thing he he knew could happen but was really really hoping that it didn't.
He was stuck small, and with his suit fried wouldn't be able to get back to his normal size.
This was not good, this was seriously not good. His head was pounding, a combination of the explosion from before probably, as well as the fear of being stuck this way that was finding it's way into his head. Suddenly, he was jolted forward as whatever it was that he was in stopped moving entirely and got tipped on it's side. Suddenly there was bright light that he had to cover his eyes because it was blinding to him. He didn't even technically see the person that spoke to him, and now he was starting to really wonder if he actually was dead.
"Hello Mr. Rossi, I need your help with something."
Arthur Andrew looked up at Arthur when he spoke, seeing the bow and arrow that was pointed right at him. He let out a bit of a sigh, before he took one step back, raising his hands into the air.
"Look, I don't know who you are, but you should get out of here, or something like that. If they catch you here, odds are you aren't going to get out of here. So... Guessing you aren't going to actually tell me who you are are you? Since you are kind of some place you shouldn't be," he said, staring at him.
Arthur would be able to see something was in his hands though, and Andrew smirked slightly, before he in a flash lowered his hand and fired off a blast of some sort. More specifically something that was flammable and it slammed into him, sending him backwards.
"So... Tell me who you are and I won't blast you again with this home made flamethrower." With that, he messed with something on the small device in his hands and it fully resized into a full flamethrower.
"I'll be honest, did not expect that to hit quite so hard, especially considering how small the device was when shrunk down, but eh, I'm not exactly the one who really built it honestly. Someone else did."Outside of Sisterhood Base "What Frazier said... And as someone who does somewhat know the group, I can definitely say tell you a few things about a few members of that group that a computer file can't. Like for instance, Mercury? Ever since last month, he has more or less retreated to being by himself. Ever since one of the members of the team died in that explosion that the Scarlet Witch caused when she and Quicksilver broke into Serval. A bit strange really, since Watts never really shows any emotion towards anyone, so it has been a bit out of character for him to actually obsess like that over someone's death. It'll be somewhat obvious who they are when we see them, but now we should probably mention what they can do..." With those last words, she turned to look at the group.
"Let's start off with Mercury. As his name might imply, he has super speed more or less, however he himself doesn't have any actual powers, it's a serum he injects himself with. Nightingale has enhanced conditioning as well as adoptive muscle memory, she can see something and potentially replicate it. Belladonna can infuse her weaponry that she is more then a little bit handy with with any sort of element you could potentially think of. She's more then a bit handy with that sword of hers... Then Sapphire has Cryokinesis and Thermokinesis, also known as typically she enters a room and it gets really really cold. So, if that's all the questions about who we're up against, then let's get moving. As for whether or not we should split up, we could probably cover more ground that way if we do. I'll take one group and see if there is another entrance aside from the main one. Frazier, you're in charge of the other group. I'll have Elara with me, you take the other two with you, and see if you can get inside from the main entrance. Come on Vertigo, let's get moving," with those last words, she went off of the jet and started moving swiftly and quietly towards the west side of the building.
Demetria Clarke
Location: Sisterhood Base - Lower Level
Skills: Cryokinesis
Sapphire nodded slightly at Watts when he raced ahead of them and started to trap the pair in a cyclone. Hearing Evelyn's words to her, she thought for a moment, thinking it was a bit strange.
"I was going to anyway, but speedster healing and a regenerative healing factor are kind of two different things in terms of how they work. She probably will heal faster then a speedster still," she said with a shrug, before the entire area got cold. Her hands had frost emanating from them, and she blasted at Deathstrike. She wasn't prepared though for what exactly happened.
Deathstrike was encased in a large block of ice, unmoving, and clearly showing that she had been about to strike back at Evelyn with her claws. There were starting to be some cracks in the ice though, as if Deathstrike was clearly fighting to get out of the ice block.
"...Didn't expect that..." Sapphire muttered, looking at Deathstrike trapped in the ice. Clearly she'd probably survive being trapped in the ice, so that wasn't something that was going to be stuck on her conscience.
Mastermind meanwhile was starting to lose consciousness, however, she wasn't out of the fight quite yet, and was more then happy to try something. Suddenly, the ceiling started appearing that they were coming down, as if to crush them. No one could tell if it was real or not, but it definitely seemed to be real, and if they didn't move they likely would be crushed to death.
