WHO: Rot Team and those who will try to stop them.
WHERE: Washington D.C.
WHEN: Shortly after
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WARNINGS: Violence and desecration
SUMMARY: The Major was counting on the heroes of the City to not act in force to stop the nuke. He was wrong. Time for a monumental battle.
FORMAT: Whatever works.
NOTES: Don't forget to add your character's
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It had been too long since Sabretooth had been able to enjoy a good, long, genuine laugh that wasn't seeped in sarcasm or gallows' humor, but in pure joy. Two underpaid security guards scuttled out of their hidey-holes with handguns. Horrible shots. Bullets ground into the pavement or pinged off of the lamppost above Creed's head. If he didn't know any better, he'd say they were actually trying to miss. Probably couldn't stand the sight of blood, or the burden of murder.
But boy, Creed sure could. By the time he'd dropped one the other was running away, smelling like fear and urine. He grabbed the runner by the back of his neck, and just for kicks, bit off his ear. Blood running down his chin, vision getting a little hazy with a violent, blind lust. This was it. This was old times. Before being the X-Men's little pet, before the Glow, before Birdy... he was just an animal. A killer. All of a sudden he was starting to like it again. It was all coming back to him.
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She caught sight of Sabretooth not too far from them, and she gaped at just how bloodthirsty he was being. Oh, man. Turning her glow on to defense mode, she grabbed Alex by the arm and pointed. Kicking his butt wouldn't be too hard, yeah?
"Ohmigod, Alex. We need to stop him!"
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"We'll get him away from the civilians, then take him down. Together," he said shortly, fists already charged up with more power for the next round. They had a bomb to get to, and Creed was getting in their way.
It felt just like old times.
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"Well?" he grinned, spreading his arms wide as if he expected a hug, "Here I am, kids! All your Network shit-talk is coming down to this. What the fuck are you waiting for?"
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It made more sense for them to blast at him long-distance; Alex knew that Creed could be deadly up close. But Alex also knew that he would get in close sooner or later. Better to seize the moment and blast as hard as they could. He punched outwards, adding his own plasma blast hot on the heels of Dazzler's, and a follow-up wide-ranged shot.
Hopefully one of them would catch him by surprise.
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"Ah shit--" FFOOOMM! Sabretooth had just enough time to dodge the first blast before he was hit square in the chest by the second one. He wasn't sure which X-bitch had hit and which had missed, but now they had both pissed him off.
Slowly, achingly, his skin and muscle attempted to stitch itself back together even as they were being continually burned away. Rather than keep dodging, Creed took it, and ran forward, toward the source of the blast. When you can't run... hunt.
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Even if Sabretooth was pretty frightning. At times. She supposed.
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Then he was running to the side, splitting off so Creed couldn't get both of them at once. And blasting, still blasting. Alex braced, expecting Creed to come after him instead. He looked like the bigger threat, didn't he?
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Since he couldn't see, and he could walk, he rolled. He rolled to one side quickly until he couldn't feel their blasts on him anymore, and then further until he hit the smooth, cool side of what he could only assumed was some kind of monument. He propped himself up against the back of it, putting it between himself and the attackers.
"God damn..." he breathed heavily now that his lungs were healing, and winced as his shins also began to tingle and heal, "...fucking... X-Men."
Just another minute. He had to stall them for just another minute, and then he'd be ready to pop their little heads off like dandilions. Why hadn't he brought grenades?
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"He's starting to heal!" she exclaimed.
Easily, she could start hitting him with her eye blasts in a minute, as sometimes they could be more powerful and forceful than the photons from her hands. It just all depended on what Alex would do next.
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Turning to Ali, he gestured to her that they should move in quickly. This wasn't the time to be keeping their distance. Once nearer, they'd hit him with point-blank blasts that should overload his healing factor and knock him unconscious. They had him, they could do this.
All they had to do now was not mess up.
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Once he was behind the building and had put at least twenty feet between them, he hopped to his feet and sprinted around the entire building, creeping like a shadow until he was right behind the two curious X-Men who were investigating his coat.
Stupid frail ranged-attackers never should have let him get that close. Just one good punch to the temple, and the male went down like a domino. Sabretooth caught him in his arms and used him as a meat shield to keep the female from trying to blast his face again.
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What would she do? Kill them both?! This little Dazzler was just in a big mess now, but she drew closer anyways. God, if Alex got hurt any more, she'd never forgive herself. Not to mention, there was a fairly large crowd of females in the city, probably waiting to tear her apart if she made a wrong move here.
"Let him go," she repeated, her eyes glowing dangerously.
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If he was using him as a shield, it probably meant one thing: Creed was trying to get away.
"Ignore me," Alex called out urgently to Dazzler. Could he take one of her blasts? He probably could.
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"Quit squirming," he growled at Alex as he hoisted him off of his back and dangled him off of the edge of the dome. He thoughtfully placed the X-Man's puny hands on the ledge and instructed him: "You're gonna want to hang on, wittle Awex. It's a long way down."
Let the blond bitch choose between going after him or rescuing her team mate. It wasn't even a gamble. Fucking superheroes.
Creed was off and running on the green before Dazzler even reached the roof.
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