It wasn't a common occurrence, not by a long shot, but once in a while, Mac really lost her shit with some people. Especially idiotic little grunts that got up in her space and pissed about with her stuff. Namely, in her garage, messing with her stuff, shooting the breeze and playing with car parts like they were pieces of lego ( Read more... )

The observation reports were in and  the higher ups, including General Stone, were not happy. The team was showing a dismal result in the ability to work together as a cohesive unit. From the attack on the camp, when very few had used the advantages other abilities, to the rescue of Captain Sykes, where the mutant known as Pyro had been shot by one ( Read more... )

They did it ( Read more... )

What was really meant by the term extraction when referring to John was teleportation. He was their way into the camp once they were on the perimeter, as well as a scout for that matter, and with only a few hundred yards to go to the fencing it was easy to feel the team getting themselves all psyched up and prepared.

The undergrowth was thick enough ( Read more... )

Looking over the sheet for the voluntary mission, Emma resisted the urge to sigh heavily. It was such a mishmash of people she wasn't sure just how this would go down at all. The attack meant she was severely out of sorts for options, and the fact that she had to launch some kind of counter strike so quickly meant that the options she did have were ( Read more... )

After burning her clothes and washing for what felt like hours -and the blood was still somewhat in her hair- Emma at last got a chance to actually take in the damage around her. It took a day and a half to fully assess it. Jefferson dorm was closed due to the fire damage, gaping holes that Emma was not pleased about, the electrical wiring on the ( Read more... )

Remy was having a very nice dream that involved a very big bed and a very naked woman. He was not waking up anytime soon, which meant he was blissfully unaware of anything going on at the base. The power went out without him noticing. When the first armed men made their way into the dorms, he was blissfully unaware. When they entered his room, he ( Read more... )

Everything is just hunky-dory. The sky is a pastel shade of blue, the air is cool but fresh, it feels so good that you want to breathe in deep just to clear your head and up in the sky there are no more than a few wispy clouds. John knows right then and there that today, was going to be a good day ( Read more... )

It had been somewhere around about 2am when Spencer's train had finally reached Washington, and then it had been a further hour and twenty minutes on a bus to Lincoln City before he was greeted, albeit stoically, by a member of the army. After so many hours travel and so many hours in cramped, confined space, Spencer just allowed himself to be ( Read more... )

Daken had patiently waited for Rictor to heal. There was no point in murdering someone as they slept in their bed. Any common criminal could do that. But to be a true assassin, to take it to the next level and turn it into an art form, that required a certain level of skill and finesse one could only come by after years of training. Now that the ( Read more... )