Mayhem

[nixnight]

Nix leaned up against the wall in the corridor as freya and the invader fought. She couldn't help but be impressed by the sheer power of the French women who was holding her own well against him ,she watched flames simply flick out towards him and she almost reached out when Freya sent a blast right out at the invader and he was blasted back again. Nix reacted on pure instinct and reached out and pulled nick to one side as the invader slammed into wall where he'd just been standing and Freya's flames flew through the air.

Nix felt pain shot through her side again and winced and then dipped her head and let go of nicks shirt ,"sorry, I'll warn you next time, promise" she said to him with a small smile and then reached down to her side. Simply brushing her fingers over the broken rib hurt but atleast she now knew Which rib had been smashed when she'd hit the wall, she felt her fingers tingle as the pain running through her increased but she took her hand away from her side and shook it ,"others ,we use our power against others, not our self" she muttered in a low voice ,"not today at least" she corrected herself

[Victor Creed]

Okay, so Victor wasn't a dumb man. But apparently he hadn't thought his plan through all the way. Though he did get a nice look at that moment or two of fear once he busted that pipe. That was interesting.

Her wicked look hinted that use of electricity upon the water he just released. But Creed hadn't stayed by that pipe for long. He was counting on the steam to fill that hallway for a smoke screen effect. He had to move quickly to get away from the water that hadnt quite turned to steam yet as Freya threw her electricity around.

The problem was...that steam was hot, not to mention that it felt rather suffocating as well. They were going to have to change their venue or neither one of them were going to be able to breathe soon. Of course he could play the 'lets see who can hold their breath the longest' game. The steam felt like walls of water searing against his skin, but he kept moving. He moved in a round about way, making sure to keep her guessing where he was before he went in for a slash of his claws to her lower back.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya actually didn’t notice that the student and X-man were still close enough that they could get killed. When Freya got in a fight, she didn’t care who was present… Hence why she’d told the girl to leave, otherwise she’d get hurt. Maybe now she’d realize that Freya hadn’t been exaggerating…

The water was evaporating to steam far too quickly for her liking. To the point that it’d only been water a few seconds. And as the steam started to completely blind her…. Well, Freya wasn’t happy. At all. The steam made it impossible to locate him from his body temperature. Completely, and totally blind… Something Freya had never experienced.

Unlike him though, the heat from the steam didn’t affect Freya at all. How could it? A pyromancer, affected by heat?! Unheard of! Lack of oxygen though… That was a problem, especially considering she required oxygen to use her power.

She slowly turned, her eyes scanning the steam as she tried to figure out where he might come from. Of course behind her… The sting of claws racking across her lower back made her grimace, hissing under her breath. Before he could get away though, she turned, lightning streaking from her finger tips once more to slam into his own chest.

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[logan]

Another great day in Canada. First he went on a little vacation to visit his old stomping grounds, then runs into an "old friend" and nearly tears up the forest while celebrating their little reunion. He was glad to finally be back on home soil, but as soon as he neared the mansion, that bad feeling he usually got in his gut was coming up again. What now?

As he neared the mansion, that familiar scent filled his nose again. Victor was here...at the mansion...at his home. He growled angrily at that notion and gunned the bike onto the grounds. The gates didn't seem to respond, which meant that there was nobody operating it. This wasn't good at all. Taking a huge jump, he leapt over the wall and onto the grounds, following Victor's scent into the mansion and into a now mist fill hall.

He reached out to put his hand into the mist and quickly drew back. Victor was in there, and from the smell of things so was Freya. That would explain the heat, and it didn't take long for him to realize that there was a busted pipe which explained the steam. He gritted his teeth and charged through, aiming his sights and claws on Victor.

[nixnight]

Nix took a step back and bumped into the wall as the corridor filled with steam. She couldn't see the others around her anymore and the heat was making her sweat, but the steam had already made her hair so wet it was dripping so she doubted that even if any one could see her now they would notice her dislike of the heat. She shook herself and then raised her left hand and swept it through the mist and her fingers buzzed as they passed over another's energy, she gave a small smile and then paused to recognised who's it was.

She drew back her hand sharply and leaned up against the wall quickly ,it was male, that was clear. But it was powerful and the extra power was making her skin bristle and she could feel the adrenaline pumping through her blood ,she knew the taste but not from a freindly encounter, this was from general power feeding where she didn't care who's enegry she took in, but because she recognised it that had to mean it was someone on their side. She felt a weaker buzz to her left and a heighten one that dropped, that had to be Freya and the invader, he must have gotten to her. Nix gritted her teeth and shook her head and holding her left hand out and her right wrapped round her injured side she started moving forwards through the mist

[Victor Creed]

The scent of blood in the air was welcoming over the smell of his own baking flesh. Not that he could really smell much other than that and with the way the air was going in the room it wasn't going to take long before breathing anything in at all would be a bad idea. Not that Victor hadn't been smoking for ages. Have to love that healing factor.

But before Creed even thought of another attack to match up with the claw to her back, he was slammed into another wall. These walls were getting rather familiar to him. But that was okay, turning slightly he growled and punched his hand through the wall. That was a plus about huge houses like these...there were pipes everywhere. It took him a moment to find another pipe to break open more water streaming into the room. Now the question was. Would she be able to keep that heat up with how damp the hallway was becoming? Sure there was that electric bit, but That jolt to the chest seeming to have done a bit more damage than the previous one. Not to mention he had been fighting and healing non-stop for quite a while yet. He was by no means finished, but he could feel the wear.

Taking the cover from the new batch of steam he moved forward rushing infront of her so that he could get a good latch upon her throat and lift her off the ground.

And did he hear something? He sneered at the thought of what he heard. "Back off Runt. This isn't your fight." He was having fun with the firefly alone. Not to mention Logan couldn't be enjoying the raging heat either. Victor could barely take it, his skin still working on the burning then healing and burning again. His bet was on cutting off the girl's air to breathe...and see what would happen. He didn't have much else to go on...except maybe...

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

The second batch of steam infuriated Freya. To the point that she just kept on evaporating the water, all because she raised the temperature when angry with out even knowing it half the time. The only thing she was even a little happy about was the fact that she actually hit him after he ruined the back of her tank top. Hey, she may not be able to kill him, but she could still torture him…

His hiding in the steam only irritated her even more….. And this time she was angry enough that she really didn’t care how much damage she caused, she was going to roast him until he begged for her to stop. She heated the steam, because hey, if she couldn’t find him why not just make it completely impossible to survive anywhere in the steam? If it hadn’t been obvious before, it was now. She really didn’t care if she accidently hurt an X-student or X-man. She was going to get him if it was the last thing she did.

A frontal attack wasn’t expected. At all. But, why not? She couldn’t see anyway, why shouldn’t he attack in the front and take her completely off guard? His plan officially worked, because before she could retaliate in anyway, his hand had closed around her throat, choking her. She grimaced, her hands moving to try and free herself, but… It wasn’t effective. Not against him. It would take a few moments to notice, but the longer he suffocated her, the cooler things became. Even her previously searing to the touch skin was dropping back down to more of a feverishly warm. Oxygen was vital to using her power. If she couldn’t breathe, she couldn’t use her powers, period.

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[rhyme]

Artemis listened to the battle going on as he crinkled his nose at the smell of burning flesh and hair. When the steam reached his position he waved it away as it brought the lift out of his hair and it fell flat over his eyes. Pushing it up and out he pulled a hairpin out of nowhere and pinned it up. It looked horribly stupid but he didn’t really want his hair getting in the way.

“Damn it, hearing isn’t enough right now. I want to see the good stuff.” He said finally getting fed up.

Artemis put his hand flat on the ground as he let his mind relax and become open to all the sounds of the mansion. From his body forward toward them he encompassed the hallway system of the mansion within a field of control. This one was much more subtle than the previous since he wasn’t planning on doing anything with it. Anyone with more than human senses would feel something off if they were within the zone while anyone else would just feel the hairs on the back of their neck rise.

He learned early on that once he designated something as his personal space, he could, if he wanted, sense everything going on within that space including the temperature and things within it. It made sense since to change something; he had to know what was already there. Since the space was his personal reality, he could define it anyway he knew how to. He normally didn’t do this often since it would give him a migraine if left unchecked or on too long. There is a large amount of info in even a small amount of space.

Once the claiming of reality reached the fight he let it stop and lifted his hand slowly as his mind filled with the images of the area down to the single atoms if he concentrated hard enough. If anyone looked in his eyes he would see them glowing with a dark purple light that completely obscured his iris and if for some reason they looked even closer they would see musical script buried deep within the glowing causing it.

“Hey Prof, since I am guessing you are already up and watching this, take a look through my mind’s eye, just don’t mess with anything you’re not welcome to.” He said referring to Rhyme buried within his mind.

He did this out of totally selfish reasons. If Professor X was watching in, he would be taking up some of the mental strain of keeping the thing in place without any real musical support as well as the mental strain of taking in all the information of the zone. Being such a powerful telepath his mind should be used to handing such strain and easily bare its mental weight.

[Victor Creed]

With Freya tight in his grasp he felt how the temperatre went down. Well this was interesting. He hadn't expected her fire power to be that dependent upon her body. It was nice to give his body more of a chance to recover though. "You know what Darlin' as much as I'd love to just snuff you out right now. Old grudges die hard and I was having a lot more fun playing with you. Why don't we continue this later?" He chuckled slightly and then coughed. Even Victor wouldn't be able to survive in an area that had no room for breatheable air. Then an idea came to mind. Victor held Freya in the air as if he was only lifting soemthing as light as an empty glass and began to carry her down the hall. As much as Freya wouldn't appreciate this...and as much as Victor didn't care. This move was meant to piss off Logan more than anything.

Suddenly moving Freya with him, his other hand grabbing onto her arm for leverage he rushed the window at the end of the hall. Using his shoulder for a battering ram once more he pulled the poor fire woman with him as he jumped through that window. He turned slightly letting him land more on his side and back just so when he let Freya go, which probably was a bad decision, she was left to tumble very little from the fall.

Granted, jumping out of a second story window was not the best idea Victor came up with. But the result of said jump was the real idea. So much oxygen being reintroduced to that hallway caused a massive explosion. So massive that that section of the hallway no longer existed, as well as the floors above and below it. It was large enough that Victor had to raise his forearm up to shield his eyes from the raining glass and flames.

After a few moments the large man brought himself up to his feet, though a little wobbley. He growled as he noticed how his body was littered with fragments of glass. Great...he'd be pulling those out of his body for weeks. Creed's skin was still in a state of broiled and tender but that healing factor was still working its hardest to keep up. It was getting slower though...and he was starting to feel weaker.

[nixnight]

Nix ducked back as she felt the invader move towards Freya and hit the wall behind her, she felt both their tastes move back and away from her and then a blast shook through the floor and nix felt herself being thrown back and slammed into the same wall she'd first hit. She groaned and her head tipped forwards and pain shot through her injured side and she gave a small yelp of pain and then lifed her head up and looked at where she had just been. The blast had taken out most of the side of the corridor but thankfully there had been no one in any of the rooms, she of all people would have known.

She lifted her hand up and tested her fingers, they seemed fine , next came her legs which ached when she moved them but aside that they seemed to be ok. There was blood dropout out from under her hair and she lifted a hand to run it through the tangle red mess but it was fresh and sticky and nix moaned ,"that's going to be hell to wash out" she muttered to herself and forced herself onto her knees and looked around, she hoped no one else had been hurt by the blast.

[logan]

Logan had wanted to get Victor out of his home, but the exit that the man made wasn't what he was expecting. Before he knew it, he was being blown back down the hall with burns on his body. He didn't know how long he was out, but when he opened his eyes and sat up, groaning in pain as his wounds quickly healed, his eyes widened at the mess. The entire section of the hall, as well as parts above and below, were completely gone. Victor had succeeded in blowing up part of the mansion.

He growled and stood up, making sure others weren't involved before running to the opening. He saw a few students down, but still breathing, and Freya and Victor outside. Victor was getting up, but he wasn't sure about Freya. He growled angrily at what Victor had done, and without any thought to himself, he extended his claws and jumped from the opening straight towards Victor. He's jumped from higher places so this wouldn't hurt...much.

As he landed hard on the ground, he brought his claws down across Victor's already burned back in an X fashion. He knew that the wounds would heal, but he also knew that, in the man's current condition, this attack would hurt like hell.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Most people were initially shocked at how simple it was to render Freya powerless. Well… Not very simple… But most people wouldn’t think something as simple as breathing was completely vital to using her power. Maybe that was why she burned anyone that tried to touch her…

Still, she struggled, trying to break free, get a breath. But the longer he held on, the weaker these attempts became. It was just before the explosion that she started seeing spots in her vision. If she weren’t so… occupied, she might have been furious that he was basically using her, or her power, as a distraction to make his escape.

It wasn’t until he let go, and she rolled free that reality started to return. She lay on the grass for several moments, coughing as her chest protested from first being denied oxygen and now having too much. She could hear movement to her left, probably that man. And then… There was Logan coming out of no where. Groaning, she rolled onto her stomach, then her hands and knees, and finally back to her feet. She was light headed, disoriented, and totally and completely pissed. How dare he…!

She took a few more moments to catch her breath, before turning to glare at the man, flames in her eyes. Oh, she was mad. And she didn’t care that Logan was charging the man… And that she would probably torture him just as much as this intruder. Flames burst up around Victor, and by default Logan seeing as he was right there.

((>.< Crap post.... Oh well.))

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[Victor Creed]

Victor had completely forgotten about Freya for the moment. Especially that moment that he felt that familiar metal crisscross into his skin. He roared and growled in pain. He couldn't even react at first. All he felt was the pain from the claws and felt the blood dripping down his skin. Which meant that his skin had finally healed enough for him to feel that. That was a plus.

Another growl came from him as he turned to face Logan, "You don't know when to leave well enough alone..do ya Runt?" Creed towered over him, trying to emphasize his nickname for him a little more. But all that intimidation went out the window as a sudden inferno surrounded him and Logan. He felt his skin drying and cracking all over again before it practically evaporated. This was getting old. As much as he was having fun...Logan turned this from a fun game to a bitter fued.

Creed had to get out of the flames, but before he did he sent a nice punch straight at Logan's face. Of course Victor felt his hand crunch a little, damned metal skeleton. He jumped from the flames then, getting away from the firey rage to try and get some recovery. He glared at Freya...he knew now that there was no way she'd let him near her. And now they were in a wide open space. Victor had to hurry up and think of plan B.

With Logan as a wildcard in the scenario it was hard to think of what a good plan B could be. But he smirked as an idea came to him. "Wow..You can't keep up with me for much longer I think." He grinned at her as he took a few steps backward, keeping an eye on her of course. He was far from being bright eyed and bushy tailed himself. He wasn't even sure how much more he could take of this burn Victor alive business. But he'd keep pushing himself to the limit.

[rhyme]

When the explosion hit Artemis fell flat on his stomach as a blast of mental pain rushed into him as a large chunk of his domain got ripped to shred. He now got a feeling of what that other kid went through when Artemis ripped up a good chunk of his reality. As the pain passed and he finished throwing up from the pain he wiped his mouth clean as he took a step and flew through the hall at a speed short of setting off a sonic boom. As he passed his room though he slowed and gestured toward it as a bottle of cough syrup flew into his hand. Crude but it would get them through the night. He stopped at the hole in the wall where his domain ended and took a chug from the bottle of cough syrup numbing his throat a bit.

"Wow..You can't keep up with me for much longer I think."

He heard this as he saw a Creed lit up in flames and then try to escape them.

His mind still ringing and filled with blind furry at being so easily thrown around within the walls of the school her croaked out, his voice ruff but able to be amplified by his mutation toward Creed.

“Not sure how much fire power she has, but I can show you some emotional fire.”

I can't wait 'till I see you baby
I can't wait 'till the night comes falling down
I gotta see you again
And even if it couldn't be forever
I'd trade a lifetime for this night together
Hold on hold on

My heart is burning with the heat of this
Emotional fire
Every time I see you
I'm on fire, every time we touch
Can't you feel me burning with desire
Baby feel the warm, give me some
Emotional fire
Emotional fire…

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The music didn’t have the same power the previous ones did since his throat was trashed. Not totally out but duly trashed. He could create the sounds still but they didn’t have the same effect since they didn’t come from him.

Once the chorus started a bright purple flame appeared on the front of Artemis chest and he put his hands into it. When he did his hands were covered with the same flame that burned brightly with his fury. He then threw his hands forward and the flames flew in a stream from his hands and encompassed Creed. These fires were not the natural kind of Freya not relying on oxygen to burn just his emotions. He would run out of fury by the end of the song but for right now they hurt the same as natural flames.

Freya since she was hearing the song could also tap into her emotions if she wished to boost the power of her flames.

((Emotional Fire--Cher. I do not own. All rights reserved))

[logan]

"Funny how it seems the runts are the ones putting on on the run. Now are you going to leave peacefully, or do I have to escort you out myself."

Logan grinned his claws at the ready when Victor stepped up to him. He was ready for anything this man could throw at him, but was caught off guard when a blazing inferno suddenly engulfed the two of them, making it hot enough to start burning both of their skin. Victor seemed to be getting the worst of it since he was already mostly baked in the first place.

Unfortunately being caught off guard caused him to get a hard fist to the skull. He was sent sprawling to the ground, getting up and rubbing his sweating jaw, catching Victor leaving the "ring". With another growl of anger he retracted his claws, ran and dove through the flames, rolling on the ground and landing like an animal ready to pounce. Standing up, the small burns healing on his skin, he extended his claws once more.

He looked to Freya, waiting to see what she had planned next. He didn't want to get burned anymore than he wanted to be launched halfway down the hall or surrounded in an inferno. He was about to make his move when he heard...singing? But it wasn't the fact that there was singing, but the fact that it was...cher? Who could be singing Cher, of all people? He looked around and saw Artemis?

"Hey kid, don't mind the assist, but could you've picked a better song choice?"