Mayhem

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya really hadn’t been kidding when she said she was going back to bed. Because once she was in her’s and Rory’s room, she’d changed back into her pajamas(a pair of black shorts and matching black tank top), and curled up in bed once more. All the while muttering to herself in inaudible French, annoyed. Of course she wasn’t happy about getting out of bed just to find half the school already dealing with the intruder, and losing! And why wasn’t it worth her time? Because she’d rather get some sleep while they figured out a way to stop their intruder. Hey, they had to learn to defend themselves somehow!

She knew Rory was awake, even with him refusing to act otherwise. Several reasons came to mind of why he was doing this. The first could be that he, like her, felt it wasn’t worth his time to the point that he didn’t even bother sitting up. The second? He was just too tired to be bothered with it. It was likely a mix of both….

As a minutes passed, Freya slowly started to drift off, only to be woken by a high pitched screech. Rory only rolled over to put a pillow over his head… While Freya completely sat up, giving the door a death glare. She didn’t care what they did out there as long as they didn’t mess with her sleep! And here they were, making that completely impossible! Curse those X-men….

As you could expect… She was very angry, enough that she got out of bed once more and didn’t even bother changing into normal clothes as she stormed out the room, only stopping long enough to pull the pillow off Rory’s head and tell him she was going to put a stop to all this nonsense. Once in the hallway, she slowly stalked towards the fighting…

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[Victor Creed]

This mansion was too big Creed decided, they really needed to downsize. After all he had been looking for this woman for a good five minutes now and still hadn't reached the end of the trail. Every now and then Victor found a picture frame or some sort of ornament on a pedestal to knock over. Rather senseless destruction on his part but it was all in the demoralizing of the inhabitants.

It wasn't long before Victor found exactly who he was looking for. A smug grin came to his face as he stopped in the hall and watched her storm towards him. "Aww...why so glum?"

He chuckled slightly and waited to see what this girl had. She seemed pissed off enough to do something to him so he wanted to see it. The fire in her eyes matched her hair so nicely. This was going to be fun.

His muscles tensed as he waited to see what she was capable of. Unfortunately his head still ached a bit and he was still feeling a little sluggish, which more than likely would cost him a little bit in this fight against the woman. But no harm in letting her win a little was there?

[nixnight]

Nix flinched away from the invader as he came over to her and her felt her skin burn with anger as he spoke to her and then just walked away again. "I don't need a school to learn, I know enough" she hissed darkly and then stood up and ran down the hallway after him. It was clear he was going to find the other red head but if he found her, he'd be closer to all the other students and they would be in danger. She leaned round the edge of the corridor and spotted the two of them standing a little away from each other. She nodded her head and then gave a low whistle and curled her hands into fists at her sides and the called out ,"picking only on girls is just not cool" she hissed and the flicked both her wrists forwards at his retreating back and then pulled her hands back, two lines of shadows shot forwards and wrapped themselves around the invaders arms and then pulled back, nix dropped to her knees and rolled towards the stairs as the invader crashed into wall where she had just been standing. Nix nodded to her self and then turned away from the invader and nodded to freya ,"now will you get involved?" she asked bitterly and then turned away from her and winced as pain shot through her broken rib but shook herself and then walked back towards the main staircase and ran up the stairs and leaned up against the wooden banister for support and looked up at the other boys ,"why do us girls always get the dirty work?" she muttered as she pulled herself up the stairs and then came to a stop on the landing a little away from the boys.

She dropped to her knees and leaned up against the banister and then turned her head and looked down the stairs at the invader, she knew that even a hit like that would stop him for long but it had been enough time for her to get closer to the others again and maybe someone had come up with a plan, she doubted it though. But at least he should now be more focused on getting her back than wandering through the school and possibly hurting the younger students

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya stopped when she spotted him. Apparently... He'd been looking for her. Bad idea. Very bad. She stared at him, with a look of pure fury. Actually, it was more then a look. The woman seemed to give off an aura that said 'You're dead'.... Okay, maybe not an aura, it was probably the fact that the closer he got to her, the hotter it got.

She watched the student do her best to try and stop the man with eerie silence, and only when she'd stopped her random attempt did Freya look at the girl. Suddenly.... She would feel very hot. To the point of a heat stroke. "I have no problem hurting you if you're to close to him, so go away." Even her voice had gone sinister. If if hadn't been obvious before, it was now. She was going to completely destroy this man... She stopped heating the girl's body as she walked off, probably back to where the others were. Those people were smart.

Her attention finally returned to the intruder, eyes quite literally on fire this time.... Actually, it wasn't just her eyes. Flames were suddenly surrounding her like snakes, whipping out towards him but never touching him. "You should have played with them, instead of coming to me." Flames suddenly ignited behind him, the inferno so large it would obviously kill you if you tried to go through them to escape. He wasn't getting away until she was done with him. "I'm not as nice as them." The air around him was hot, near 120 degrees. Not quite to the point that a living being couldn't survive, but it was close...

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[Nickolass Elensar]

When Creed walked off Nick looked at Index “Please stay hear I’m going to make sure Nix is o.k. I’ll bring her back hear I promise…there to many people involved right now and with you only having the spider thing witch I’m sorry they didn’t do much I have you ask you go back to your room I’m sorry I know you want to help make sure he’s o.k.” Nick pointed to the purple hair guy around his age and then took of running down the hall Creed went the same way Nick thought Nix went but he wasn’t sure he knew dragon lady was that way but she was in bed most likely or on her way.

When he ran into Nix, Creed, and Freya, Nick sighed a little Nix didn’t look all that much in enough shape to do much of a fight and well Freya looked plane scary it was clear form her eyes that this fight was now over and she was done with Creed. Nick grabbed Nix hand “I subject if you want to live another day Nix you come with” Nick drug her out of the way and back toward where the other guys where. “is everyone o.k”

[nixnight]

Nix looked at the other girls and felt her fingers tingle and felt her skin burn with anger and she leaned up against the wooden bannister and snarled ,"stupid self centred self involved moron" she hissed darkly with her eyes trained on freya. She felt cool shadows wrap around her arm and grow and tangle up her legs and she saw the other girl wrapped in shadows in her mind, a flick of her hands pulled the shadows tight and pulled themselves throuh her body leaving her broken on the floor.

Nix shook her head and cleared the image from her brain as much as it made her smile, she looked over at nick and gave him a quick nod ,"I'm good here, stinging a fair bit but good aside that" she called over to him and then looked him over, he disnt seem hurt at all which was one good thing. Any of them weaknened now would put them at a disadvantage and they couldn't afford that now. The intruder was still leaning back against the wooden wall and there was a little blood by the side of his head bt nix couldn't see a cut on him at all, it seemed they would need to take him down without injuring him, because that didn't work

[rhyme]

Artemis was grateful when Creed let him go but not when he was tossed down the hallway. He tried to conjure up some type of padding to make his landing nicer but with the pain in his throat distracting him he couldn’t get anything created in time. He hit the floor with a slight crunching sound and groaned as he rolled.

Clenching his jaw as he stood up through the pain he limped back over to the one kid that was still left. He was glad the other one left he was kind of jerky for his taste. This one for some reason he liked maybe it was because of the technopathy powers bringing back good memories of things he did in Japan.

Rhyme helped out a lot of people in Tokyo with the creation aspect of his powers. There were a large group of technopaths living in Tokyo which is sort of why Japan was always on the edge of technological advancements. With the help of a mutant who could copy anything, Rhyme would create the object they wanted, no matter how small or complex and then it would be copied so Rhyme wouldn’t need to focus to keep it in existence. He could let his own powers go, the original would fade but the copy would stay. This let the techopaths make chips and other items smaller then would could be done with current machining.

As he knelt next to the other kid he felt the heat rise and the surge of power from down the hall. His gut instinct said to stay out of it for now, he did not want to get involved with whoever was throwing out that much power.

“Hey kid, you’re a technopath right? Got anything in the blueprint stage items that you can’t get made? Won’t keep it around for long but I can make it for the night unless you know someone in the school who can copy or duplicate physical objects.” When he spoke his voice was very horse and rough like a person who had laryngitis.

[Victor Creed]

Wow...that spider must have done more of a number on him than he thought. Did he, a muscular 275lbs man, really just get yanked back by a 14 year old girl? He let out a growl of irritation at the situation. Brats. They were nothing but irritating flies. He wanted the real challenge and she finally came out of hiding. He pushed himself from the wall and smirked as fire blocked off the end of the hall from the 'flies'. "Oh I'm not looking for nice."

In a split second Victor lunged at her, springing like a wild cat with claws outstretched. His first swipe went for her midsection, attempting to evicerate her on the spot if she didn't do something about it. He hoped she would...only because there was no fun in the game if he won so quickly. "I'm not the nice type either."

Oh it was hot in that little fire room now. If he had to have guessed he would have figured at least in the 115 range. Seemed like a very hot day in Arizona. But it would have to take a lot more than a 'little' heat to get him down.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya still wasn't convinced this was worth her time, but when she was this angry she didn't really care if the person actually had a chance against her. But at least the guy could take a hit or two... So maybe he would be able to hold his own.... At least a little. "Just don't disappoint me. I don't like wasting my time." The look she was giving him basically said that most everyone was a waste of her time... And she didn't expect him to be any different.

The french woman didn't seem surprise at all that he would attack first. Actually, she didn't even look phased! Instead, she just stepped out of the way, the flames around her leaping out to engulf him. She stepped away, looking completely bored, and disappointed once more.

It was nearing 130 degrees now, getting dangerously close to the point that someone wouldn't be able to survive. Freya though? She didn't even seem to feel the heat. She probably wasn't even aware that she was raising the temperature, actually!

"I thought I said to make it worth my time." She watched the flames for several moments, waiting to see if he'd somehow manage to survive the inferno. She doubted he would, but she'd been wrong before...

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[Victor Creed]

"You dont think I'm worth your time Red?" Victor smirked, but it was hard to see as those flames attacked him. His flesh stung and he could feel his skin peel and crack under the intense heat of those flames. But flames could only last so long and when they went out....he was still standing. Oh it hurt...a lot...but he didn't even seem to flinch. A few moments passed and right before her eyes his skin started to reverse the damage she had done to him.

And there he was, standing there grinning at her. "What's next hot stuff?" Oh yes a bad pun but he was enjoying himself. This was going to be fun. Luckily for Victor so far he managed to keep his pants but his shirt had been burned off with that first flash of fire upon him. Not that he really cared about the conditions of his clothes at the moment.

He watched her for a moment, attempting to judge where her next attack would come in. He knew that he would have just pissed her off more, but angry people made more mistakes. Like using up all of their power in one go. Perhaps he was betting on the wrong card but only time would tell. Once she went into for another attack he'd duck down slightly, just so he could use his feet for a springing jump towards her with the intention of tackling her to the ground.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

“Not when I’d rather be asleep.” Freya had taken a few steps away, raising a hand to cover her nose from the smell. The woman was obviously used to the smell of burning flesh, but that didn’t mean she liked it.

Her hand only dropped when she saw him flesh healing before her eyes. Instead of staring at him in shock, like he was probably excepting, she scowled, cursing under her breath in French. “Maybe I should just go wake up Rory, he’d have way more fun playing with you…” She didn’t speak loud enough that it was meant to be heard, but she didn’t bother speaking quiet enough that he wouldn’t hear it. “Well, at least I don’t have to worry about killing you… Easily.” She was smirking once again.

She ran her fingers through her hair, still smirking as she watched him for several moments. He expected angry? He got interested. Probably not the reaction he wanted. Well, at least she could take out her frustration out on him without him dying on her before she was done.

The man was right to assume she would strike once more, fire leaping out at him. His sudden lunge though saved his neck, quite literally, the flames barely missing him. The only thing he was wrong to assume… Was that she’d use all her power in one bout. Even if she was a hothead when angry, she wasn’t that stupid. Not to mention, if she did use all her power, the school would most definitely be obliterated.

He was quicker then she’d first guessed… But not quick enough. She didn’t even bother trying to dodge this time, just put out a hand, a mischievous smile on her lips…. As static gathered in the air around her. Then, just like that, a streak of lightning left her finger tips, aimed directly at his chest.

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[Victor Creed]

"You're worrying about me? I'm touched." Victor was smirking still. Yea he seemed to be taking the rough end of this fight but for some reason he was still enjoying it. Perhaps it wasn't just the challenge but a test of how much his old body could take. The sense of immortality was a drug in itself.

Though Creed was looking forward to sinking his claws into her...except his opportunity was dashed with a nice electrical charge to his chest. His eyes widened, he hadn't expected that.

As much of a jolt that was he turned his body about so he could land on his feet. The moment he felt his feet touch the ground he jumped upward, using the ceiling as a springboard to jump downward. He aimed for her again, rushing down ontop of her. Hands grabbed and claws sliced anything he could get ahold of at the moment, playing up the unpredictablity 'card'. Victor had a lot of stamina and to wear him down was going to take a lot. Not to mention his healing factor was in high gear from her attacks and the adrenaline pumping through his body.

She wanted to bring a friend to their fight? That wasn't nice...but Creed ignored that prospect for now.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya actually scoffed, shaking her head. “You’re jumping to conclusions. I was thinking more along the lines of those X-men wanting to question you, which would be impossible if I killed you. Seeing as you heal, I don’t have to hold back in the least.” She was suddenly smiling, almost sweetly. Sadly… The smile basically said she had absolutely no problem killing the man, or, in this case, seeing as he couldn’t die easily, torturing him.

She stood there as he was sent flying, still smiling that cynical smile. His quick recovery was a little surprising, but nothing unexpected. He had been keeping three mutants at bay, after all!

Still, she didn’t quite see his route of attack until a little too late. One of his hands managed to catch her arm, the claws biting into her skin. Of course the momentum of his assault threw her flat on her back. Feeling the sting from his claws… Freya seemed to lose it. The immediate area around her was suddenly hot enough to melt steel, and obviously flesh. Even a few seconds of contact would reduce his hand and arm to bone….

Freya looked so angry you might actually expect her to burst into flames, a ‘I’m going to murder you’ look in her eyes. Well, if it wasn’t obvious before, it would be pretty obvious now. Victor had chosen someone immensely powerful to fight…. And it was a very bad idea.

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[Victor Creed]

Creed roared out in pain, at least for a moment. Then with all the nerves burnt away as well, there was no pain involved. He backed off of her with a slight growl, giving them a few feet distance while he looked over his hand. If the smell of burnt flesh wasn't bad enough before, it was now. His other hand held the burnt one for a moment, letting his healing facter kick in while not wanting anything to seperate. As far as Victor knew, he could regenerate his body over and over again, but recreating limbs...that he hadn't tried to do before and he wasn't willing to try that.

He flexed the fingers of the hand she thoroughly burnt. He was going to have to be a little more careful it seemed. He smirked at her still though, "Not bad Firefly. Not bad. Glad to see there's someone with the guts to do what needs to be done around here." He rolled his shoulders in attempt to loosen the muscles a bit while he felt those beads of sweat trail down his chest. "But I am curious to know why so many people suddenly decide to come visit Baldy. Was there some sort of convention I wasn't invited to?"

Yes...Creed was bantering. But it was just to distract her enough to make his next move. In a sudden movement, Victor's good non healing hand busted through the nearby wall and grabbed onto a pipe. Of course with the way Freya was throwing her heat around that pipe was hot as hell in itself. With a yank the pipe broke at its joint, water starting to spray into the hallway....

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Hm… Perhaps she should be a bit more precise in her burning. Still… Reducing it to bone made her a little happy, in the sense that it reminded him that he had to be very wary of her. To much contact, and he could, quite literally, lose a limb. Or just be tortured to the point that he wished he could die. After all, she could just burn him, wait for him to heal, burn him again, wait again, burn, wait, burn, wait, until he went completely insane.

And she did wait for his flesh to return, her nose wrinkled a little from the smell of burnt flesh. When he spoke though, she just smiled. “Why don’t you try touching me again. Let’s see what happens.” She sounded completely serious to! Like she actually wanted to reduce his hand to bone again! … She probably did.

“Convention? You would think so…” She shrugged softly. “I’d rather not share my reason for being here. Isn’t exactly the time for that, is it?”

The sudden amount of water rushing every which way was a surprise. Freya’s first reaction? Instant fear. The woman absolutely hated water, and in the case of bodies of water you could drown in? She feared it. As you could imagine, a pyromancer rarely went swimming, so it was no surprise Freya actually couldn’t swim. After a moment’s hesitation, she masked her terror behind a shadow of a smile. “Bad idea.”

Lightning surged from her body once more, electrifying the water around both of them. Of course, with Freya’s power, she was unharmed… Victor on the other hand… Well she wondered what he would do.

After all, Water and electricity didn’t mix.

Of course… She hadn’t counted on how quickly the temperature would evaporate the water…

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