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Danger Room

Okay..so yeah it was the Prof's birthday, all the X men were at the party and yeah..the Danger Room was off limits to students if there wasn't a teacher present.

Soooo, naturally the students got into the Danger Room. They weren't like, running a really intense program...just you know..having fun without a grownup griping. There were six of them...ranging in ages from 13-16..just kids out for a little forbidden fun.

It was Shade, sliding from shadow into shadow who noticed that things weren't quite right.She called out to the groups hacker,who could talk telepathically, in binary, to computers.

"Yo! Byte! What did you tell these screwy machines to do anyway!?!?" she dove into the shadow of a whirling bladed monstrosity, and leaped from another on the far side of the room.

"Nothin! I just had them run a basic intro program!" he cowered behind Sparkle,who's light refraction shields bounced the laser beams back at the machines. She shrieked"I can't hold them ..they're too strong!!!"

Meltdown did his best, but his microwave capabilites were having less and less effect as the situation in the Danger Room escalated to a level beyond the young mutants powers.Behind him Boom-Boom let loose her subwoofer style sonic waves, but she, like the others was far too young and inexperienced to be able to sustain any effect.
Ricochet kept moving, kinetic energy surrounding him as he bounced from object to object. Only 13, he was beginning to cry and the killer machines were getting awfully close.He kept moving, rapidly becoming exhausted.

"Shade!" yelled Meltdown "Get out..Get help!!!!!"

She didn't want to leave her friends,but it was their only chance. Crying she vanished into shadow, and reappeared in the wood panelled corridor outside the D Room. Falling to the floor,exhausted by the overuse of her powers she screamed..

"HELP! PROFESSOR! MR.SUMMERS! HELP US!!"
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Jean stopped dancing and stood rigidly still, she could sence the fear coming from the danger room "The kids!" she began to run from the hall toward the danger room "Scott Professor, the kids are in danger!" she yelled at the two men as she ran out of the hall on her way to the lower levels.
Scott looked up from the bar, as he felt mental ripples fly out from Jean. He heard her yell to him and the professor...

"The kids!"

Oh god. What's happening? Scott tore after her down the hallway. Jean, we have to stop in the locker room on the way down there to grab my visor. Scott took a fleeting glance back at everyone clustered around the bar.
Okay

Jean waited in the locker room as Scott got his visor, whilst waiting she read the minds of the kids to get an idea of what exactly was going on in the danger room.

"The kids are in the danger room ... the program's went out of control"

She watched as he was finally ready "You get the kids out, I'll try and stop the program"
As the two arrived in the locker room, Scott dashed over to the lockers, skidding to a halt in front of the one labelled "S. Summers - Cyclops". He wrenched it open.

Quickly, Scott rifled through its contents. He could tell Jean was trying to see what was going on next door in the Danger Room. He grabbed his combat visor, closing his eyes as he swapped it in for his glasses, as well as the Blackbird's keycard and his car keys. He stuffed his glasses into a pocket along with card, but tossed the keys to Jean.

"Here - in case we get split up. We might have to evacuate the mansion, if we fail." He slammed the locker shut, glancing back at Jean, then at the locker next to his. "J. Grey - Marvel Girl." We've handled so much in the past. This is going to be fine... I hope.

"Let's go!" Scott ran out of the locker room and next door. "It's locked!" He tapped at the control pad on the wall.

"Tell the Professor we need help - Angel and Wolverine should meet us down here. Gambit, Colossus, Pyro, and Jubilee should secure the first floor." He realized he had slipped into callsigns.

"Stand back, Jean." Scott stepped back himself, and let fly with an optic blast at the door's locking mechanism. "If I can cut through the lock, do you think you can pull the blast doors apart?
Jean caught the car keys in her hand, she had nothing to put them in as she stood in a floaty black dress and heels. As Scott ran past her she followed in hot pursuit.

The doors to the danger room were locked "Stand back Jean" Scott said while pushing her back with a soft hand. She moved back as Scott blasted the lock on the door. The door's were badly burnt but they did not move, Jean grabbed both with her telekinetics and ripped them from their hinges. It wasn't quite what she wanted to do but there was no time.

The danger room was on the easiest program but somehow it was completely out of control as if someone was controlling it. Jean scanned the building everything that was powered by electric was going haywire.

"Tell the Professor we need help - Angel and Wolverine should meet us down here. Gambit, Colossus, Pyro, and Jubilee should secure the first floor." Jean nodded "Professor, everything electronic is out of control in the mansion. It's as if someone is controlling it. Scott, Warren and I will get the kids out of the danger room. Gambit, Pyro and Jubilee should secure the first floor and make sure the kids upstairs are safe."

Jean touched Warren's mind "Warren! Scott and I are at the danger room, the program is out of control, someone is controlling the electronics around the mansion. We're under attack. We need your help down here."

Jean moved into the danger room with Scott "I'll get the kids out, can you get to the control deck and shut it off?" Jean looked at Scott, the thrill of being back in the game again with Scott by her side was exhilarating.

scottcyclops

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miss_jean_grey

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scottcyclops

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miss_jean_grey

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scottcyclops

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miss_jean_grey

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scottcyclops

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miss_jean_grey

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"The kids! Scott Professor, the kids are in danger!"

Warren frowned deeply at Scott, who was following Jean out of the room without a word. “Godammit!” Warren spat. “I hate it when they run off like that! Aren’t we part of the team too, Fearless Leader? Why not fucking lead us then?”

In the weeks since regaining his feathered wings, Warren had been feeling the loss of the metal wings more than he had expected. Without the toxin-laced flechettes, he felt a little useless in a fight and wondered how he would fit into the team now. And the kids... if the kids were in danger, what the hell was Cyclops doing leaving Warren and Logan behind with drinks in hand?

“Professor, what in the hell is going on?” he shouted.
The Professor had a blank expression on his face for a moment, but then snapped ot attention when Warren spoke.

"Too many things at once." He paused, as if concentrating. "Everywhere---Warren, I need you to follow Scott and Jean. There are children in the Danger Room and something is terribly wrong there--"

Head turned around to Logan and Jubilee, still standing near Northstar. "Clear the halls-- something is wrong with the--doors?" This is where he himself was heading, even as Jubilee gave him a fearful salute and pushed her sunglasses down onto her face before taking off in the direction of the recroom.

Beast at the same time came bounding in, a panicked expression on his face. "What's--?"

"Henry," Professor X called. "Make sure the dormatories are safe. Ororo, go with him." The children-!

"Everywhere---Warren, I need you to follow Scott and Jean. There are children in the Danger Room and something is terribly wrong there--"

Warren gave Professor X a curt nod before taking off down the hallway to the hidden stairway behind the now inoperative elevator. He pressed his thumb to the entry lock and the door clicked open.

Jean touched Warren's mind "Warren! Scott and I are at the danger room, the program is out of control, someone is controlling the electronics around the mansion. We're under attack. We need your help down here."

“Yeah, yeah, I’m on my way already,” Warren grumbled under his breath. His mental response to Jean was only slightly less grouchy.

Just then he lost his balance and stumbled through the door and onto the landing. With a huff of frustration, he stopped and began pulling his jacket off, anger obvious in his expression. “Can’t even have a simple birthday party without a home invasion,” he muttered.

fallen_star2001

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fallen_star2001

11 years ago

"Henry," Professor X called. "Make sure the dormatories are safe. Ororo, go with him."

"On my way, Professor."

Henry had already bounded down the hallway, bouncing off walls and furniture, seeming almost cheerful for a moment... which was ridiculous, of course, no doubt she was just misreading his eagerness to help the children. She attempted to summon a wind to carry her after him before she remembered, then raced down the hallway.

Of course Henry moved too fast to catch up with, but the sooner she reached the dormitories the sooner she could assist in whatever needed to be done.

Meanwhile she analyzed Charles' summary, building a tactical picture in her mind...
    Something wrong with the doors, the Danger Room, the hallway defenses... she could see the latter for herself. Something affecting Mansion electronics, then.
    Benign? Accidental? Perhaps Byte had an uncontrolled breakthrough... no, the Professor would have sensed that. The same for any of the other students.
    An accident from one of the guests, then? Forge might arrange something like this as a buildup to something, but not without the Professor's permission, and the shock in Charles' voice was sincere. The same for any of their other guests.
Ororo reached the elliptical staircase that led up to the dormitories vaulted off the lower railing, using her momentum to swing up the column in the center of the stairs... faster that way.
    So... not an accident, then. Enemy action.

    For what purpose? The hallway defenses could injure or even kill, but could not be relied on to do so. As an attack they were foolish. They were clearly a distraction.

    The Danger Room was a different matter... but nobody was there during the party... except the Professor had mentioned children...? Ah, of course. They had taken advantage of the adults' distraction.

    Well, at least that meant their initiative training was proceeding according to schedule. It was the hardest aspect of the curriculum, really, since the students could never know it was part of it. It had to seem like the adults left supposedly secure facilities unguarded and easily hacked, no matter how many times each new generation took advantage of the fact. Acting that stupid without losing the students' respect took careful planning.

    But that also meant the children's presence in the Danger Room could be predicted by an enemy with access to their training records. Which would explain an attack during the party... the children would be there now, unprotected. Perhaps one of the children had personal enemies?

    But... no. Warren, Scott, Jean and Jean-Paul were on their way there. An enemy could have targetted the children in the Danger Room with less protection on any number of occassions... and anyone capable of planning this would know that. The children were just another distraction.

    But distraction from what?
The hallway blast doors were closing as she approached them, too rapidly for her to squeeze through. She could hotwire them open, but that would cost time she did not have to spare. Instead she reached out to grab a floor-lamp as she ran past it and threw it into the path of the doors to hold them open a couple of extra seconds, dove through, and rolled to her feet as the lamp crumpled behind her.
    The enemy chose a time when there was more firepower in the Mansion than most countries can bring to bear. Most obvious reason: the enemy was in the Mansion, concealed in the press of bodies and minds. Perhaps a shapeshifter or illusionist in the guise of one of their guests, or an invisible opponent, or merely a stealthy one.

    Which meant the enemy's real target was still unknown. In the meantime, she had to catch up with Henry... for all she knew, he was the target, and their enemy was lying in wait to ambush him.
She composed her mind and sent the Professor a telepathic report, then put on a burst of extra speed as she approached the dormitories.

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11 years ago

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colossus_slash

11 years ago

From aloft Warren could see Scott helping Jean down an alleyway, closely trailed by one of the kids. Damn it, Jean wasn’t looking good at all. Warren banked and just glided silently into a couple of tight turns, hoping to spot more of the children. He could see another giant Sentinel robot approaching in the distance, but no kids. Pulling his wings in tight he stooped down into an alley and rocketed along between a couple of buildings. There! Peeking around a corner of the next building over was Sparkle and maybe another one of the kids behind her; between the thick black smoke and the speed at which he was moving, Warren couldn’t quite see.

There was a square up ahead and Warren swept into it; an easy Chandelle brought him up and around and he scanned the sky again before landing. The Sentinel was definitely getting closer. He ran to the corner where he had spotted the kids, calling out as he went. “Sparkle! Sparkle, come on out – I’m going to get you out of here!”

Sparkle squealed: “Archangel!” and came running, dragging Byte along by one arm behind her.

Warren checked them for injuries – finding nothing, thank god – then crouched down in front of Sparkle. “Piggy back, sweetheart, legs around my waist and hold on as tight as you can!” He grabbed the boy, Byte, up in his arms and ran a block, gaining momentum to make the takeoff easier. He winged back to the entrance and landed; Sparkle jumped back down and hugged Shade who was waiting there.

“You did it! You got help!” Sparkle cried. Shade just blinked at her, tears streaming down her face.
~help! Over here~
To the left then...from his crouch his body rippled as he launched himself, barefeet blurring across broken concrete,eyes squinted against the wind of his own passing.
Dodging, twisting the Sentinels laughably slow to him;yet,his speed a disadvantage when trying to spot children in the screaming devastation.
Glimpses of simulated humans caused him to check himself, pausing fractionally to focus...but no,they were not what he sought.
These momentary pauses burned his strength,caused more pain than steady running. Like the stress of a NASACR running full tilt, yet stopping at everylight.He would pay for these tactics with pain.

Again the cry, heard during a split second pause, louder and then

Crouching figures, a slim girl with black bob cut hair slumped in the arms of an older boy, with a wrestlers stocky build. He sped to them.

"FUCK!" the boy whirled outstretching a hand...it seemed all mutant had some sort of physical menomic to invoke their powers, Jean_paul slapped the hand down.

"ENOUGH!The Professor sent me! Can you run?" he pulled the girl into his arms, the horrid steam engine clanking of Sentinels all around.

"No way man..." the boys face twisted,relief and pain in his eyes, and it was then Jean-Paul saw the char across the young man's thigh. The girl's nose leaked blood."Get her clear! Just get her clear!" the boy pushed at his shoulder.

"Do nothing foolish,or brave... stay in hiding...I will be back in a moment." a Sentinel loomed by, missing the trio crouched in the rubble. Jean-Paul snarled at it and pulled the girl tight to his chest. After it passed he looked around to spot the landmarks back to the entry way.
Without a look back, he rippled once more and his feet beat a hot tattoo across oh so real debris.

He overshot the doorway and spun around just in time to skid into the wall across from the Danger Room door. He bent panting as Warren landed and winced away the shrill squeals of the girls. He looked up and rasped out at Warren.

"There is a boy there. How many more??"

Shade stammered at him..."S..six. Meltdown ...and Ricochet...they're still there."
He put the girl gently on the floor,her friends cocooning her in thier arms.

"Warren...I cannot bring the boy out alone. Too many Sentinels, and he is..not small." Jean-Paul breathed deep,stifling a cough."I cannot dodge them and carry him too."
"There is a boy there. How many more??"

Shade stammered at him..."S..six. Meltdown ...and Ricochet...they're still there."
He put the girl gently on the floor,her friends cocooning her in thier arms.


“Ricochet is with Scott and Jean, headed this way but they’re moving slow. I think Jean is injured," Warren said.

"Warren...I cannot bring the boy out alone. Too many Sentinels, and he is..not small." Jean-Paul breathed deep,stifling a cough."I cannot dodge them and carry him too."

Warren looked at Jean-Paul for a long moment, weighing their options. “Alright, what if you don’t have to worry about the Sentinels? Can you carry him yourself?” he finally asked. “From the air, I can draw their attention – create a distraction.”

The four girls looked stricken, but Warren crouched down beside them and waved off their squeaks of protest. “Nothing to worry about, girls. I’ve been flying evasive maneuvers against these guys for years, both simulated and real. Boomer, once everyone is out, signal me with a sonic boom. I’ll be able to feel it with my feathers.”

The girl drew herself up, trying to look brave and mostly succeeding. Warren nodded at her, then stood next to Jean-Paul. “You had better be as fast as they say,” he murmured under his breath. “I won’t be able to keep it up all night.”

And then Warren was off, deliberately winging his way into a nightmare.
Scott, Jean and Ricochet arrived at the archway that was the entrance to the Danger Room. Now, normally this would be completely invisible, but due to Jean's telekinesis the doors were hanging off the hinges and the kids were clustered under it.

As they made their way down the alley that led to the exit, Scott saw Angel soar off upwards. The kids saw the three of them and came over to help.

"What's Warren doing? How many more of you are left?" Scott felt helpless.

One of the girls told him that Warren was creating a distraction for Jean-Paul - Jean-Paul seemed to be ready to zoom off at any second, watching Warren closely. A distraction? Oh, god.

"Jean-Paul! I'm going to try to get some height and help with the distraction!" He helped transfer Jean's weight to the girls, and ran for the alley again, seeing a fire escape ladder. He began to climb quickly, trying to reach the top of the building.

At the top, he saw Warren winging across the chamber, presumably towards the last child. Good luck, buddy. I'm here to help. He took careful aim, twirling his visor controls for medium to long range.

OOC: Warren, please feel free to NPC Scott's optic blasts for your own flying pleasure :
Jean smiled at the girls "I'm okay" she took her arms from the girls' shoulders and stood on her own. Her head hurt like hell, but she was in control enough to help with the situation.

She watched helplessly as Scott stood on top of the building, as Warren and Jean-Paul headed to help the last student. Suddenly the girls let out a scream Jean spun round to see one of the sims had it's foot raised ready to crush Jean and the three children. Jean threw herself and the kids out of the way, with a little help from her powers. The sim seemed slightly disgruntled but that did not deter it.

As the sim took a step forward, Jean held it's other leg with great difficulty with her powers. She gritted her teeth as her head sered with pain, slowly the sim toppled but it was only when Jean applied a final push from behind that it finally crashed to the ground.
“You had better be as fast as they say,” he murmured under his breath. “I won’t be able to keep it up all night.” Something sly bent Jean-Paul's lips.
"Don't worry if you can't.I've got more than enough for us both."and wrenched his mind back to his second favorite physical activity. He blurred in to hide behind his first barrier back to Meltdown,hearing Scott call out behind him.

Good. Warren could use some aerial cover. He began the zig zag run back towards the fallen slabs where he left the boy. Sentinels...this was insane.He finally reached cover, from the look on the fellows face,he hadn't expected anyone to come back.

"Lay low man...this areas crawling with..." human sims attacked swinging pipes,brandishing guns. Jean-Paul simply blurred forward and broke necks, letting the bodies thud down and then watched in curiosity as they faded from view.He gave his wolf's grin to the boy, then dove with him into the shadows of the concrete rubble once more.
"The others are safe. You are the last man standing. ANd will soon be out of here." Indeed, mmore Sentinels.Jean-Paul searched the smoke filled skies,watching for Warren,trapped by two searching monsters.

Re: One to go

white_queen2001

11 years ago

Re: One to go

miss_jean_grey

11 years ago

OOC

storm_xmen

11 years ago

Re: OOC

miss_jean_grey

11 years ago