Mayhem

[nixnight]

Nix walked to the edge of the now blown apart hall way and looked down, she could see yet more fire wrapping itself around the invader and she couldn't help but rolled her eyes and groan. She looked around and then sighed as more students started to slid out from their dorms and muttered to herself before turnin round and starting to walk down the hall way. She stopped at every door to answer their questions or to remove their fears of someone coming for them but by the time she'd reached the 8th door she was bored and worried for those still fighting outside so she cheated. She held out both her hands and felt the buzz of life shadow and energy running over her fingers and the worry and doubt from the students faces simply melted away and they simply closed their dorm room doors and nix took it all in to herself and loses her eyes while her body stored it and got ready to convert it should she need it.

She turned away from the dorms and walked down the hall way again to the edge of the floor and then looked around herself before taking a step back and jumping out of the hole in the wall. She watched the ground rush up to meet her and then waved her left hand across the ground in front of her and a bubble of her shadows appeared underneath her and she dropped down onto it. It popped silently below her but she touched down on the ground with barely a noise and no pain at all, aside the shooting pains coming from her broken ribs that was

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

((Sorry it took me so long to post! D: ))

Freya was mad, no doubt about it. Not just because this man was ‘taunting’ her, but because other people were getting in her way. Now, she usually didn’t care if people got in her way, but Xavier might get more then a little upset with her if she ‘accidently’ killed someone. Still, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t beat the hell out of everyone in sight… It just meant she’d give them a… warning first…

Victor’s taunt was met with a downright evil glare, an almost blood thirsty look in her eyes. Anyone that knew this woman(or her reputation) would probably be ducking for cover at this point. “We’ll see about that.” She didn’t scorch him this time, but every step he took in the other direction, she took one of her own, making sure he wouldn’t have that much of a head start if he did decide to run.

She turned her attention away from Victor when she heard the others getting involved once more. She shot the singing idiot a death glare, the look telling him she didn’t care what side he was one, she’d kill him if he kept interfering. She raised her hand, pointing at him. “Stay out of this.” And, to prove just how serious she was, lightning streaked from her fingers, crashing into the ground inches from him…. And leaving a crater the size of a person. Perhaps amplifying her powers was a bad idea.

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[Victor Creed]

"Run? I'm not running anywhere. The firefly just can't keep up." He grinned towards Freya as he somewhat entertained Logan's comment. Though he had to agree with Logan, the singing needed to stop. But while he thought that the purple flames came at him. He growled as they wrapped around his body and he felt the searing pain upon his skin again. He half wondered if he would ever wake up after losing this fight. It was bound to happen at this rate but he at least did some damage. And he also had a plan to take someone down with him. He growled and jumped back, seperating himself from Artemis a good 30 feet. He couldn't imagine the man being able to stretch those flames that far. But it also brought himself closer to his trap. He took a few more steps back, getting closer still until he was a good leaps distance away from that mansion's pool. He made sure it still seemed like he might just run for it...but victor wasn't really the running type.


Victor laughed as the wounds from the previous fires slowly, far slower than normal, started to heal, "You heard the lady Kid. Go back home and let the adults play." He grinned as his muscles tightened and he prepared himself for anything the fire lady could give him. He only hoped Logan was smart enough to stay out of this. He was already lucky that victor had ignored the fact that his back was still healing from Logan's claws.

[rhyme]

Artemis was starting to get royally pissed off. He didn’t care if she was supposedly this all powerful mutant. He didn’t care if they liked him but a tad bit of respect would be wonderful.

He gave her a motion as if to say talk to the hand but ended up flipping her off at the end. His motion was mimicked perfectly in front of it in a sparkling shower of purple sparks showing clearly him flipping her off at the distance.

With his other hand not being a stupid man he gently tapped a metal reinforcing bar that was ripping out of the wall. At the tap he gave it a strong electrical charge. If any other charged object, lightning for example came near him, it would be drawn strongly to that object instead of himself.

“Yo Red!” he said his voice being amplified “I wouldn’t piss off the chaotic twisted personality with the power to shrink the oxygen content near you to barely enough to breath! Especially when he is trying to help you!”

He then quickly lowered the oxygen content of his local area to about 5%. It would make him light headed if he stood in it too long but fire couldn’t burn long within it. What he said right then was a half bluff since he could indeed do it, just not at this exact moment. She was too far away for that and it would take too much energy to keep a zone of control that far away from himself.

Artemis was banking on the one edge he had over an elemental mutation. They could be very powerful but no matter how strong an elemental mutation was, it had to obey the physical laws of a universe. He could tweak those laws and sometimes even break them completely though breaking could cause uncontrolled effects.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya was just about to go after Victor again... when she saw what the freak did. She actually twitched in irritation. For a moment, Victor was completely forgotten. Yeah, these people definitely didn't realize that this woman didn't care who was on her side, you pissed her off, you were toast. Literally.

His comment though made her smile, and though it would have been innocent on anyone else's lips, it made her look like she was going to kill you. "You know, there's a reason people don't mess with me. Back off, I'm in no mood to play nice." Of course, she wouldn't regret it. Again, to prove her point, he'd suddenly feel very hot. No, not flames, his body temperature. She'd felt the shift in oxygen, purely because her power alerted her to flames being hard to sustain near him. But she wasn't limited to just flames after all... She had more tricks then people realized.

Freya didn't bother returning his body temperature to normal, instead, she completely ignored him as her focus returned to Victor, who had actually seemed to be waiting patiently for her next move. Aw, such a gentleman. To bad Freya didn't actually like gentlemen...

She was a little to casual as she closed the distance between them, that twisted innocent smile still on her lips. "I'm curious, do you have a limit to how many times you heal?" The way she said it.... Almost sounded like she was saying she was going to keep toasting him until he croaked.

All the while, Victor would suddenly feel a little to hot as his own body temperature started to climb to the point of slowly starting to roast his internal organs...

((Hmmm.... Freya is in a really bratty mood. XD))

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[Victor Creed]

"A limit? I dont know Darlin' No one's roasted me as much as you." He grinned a little. The masochist side of him not really minding the fact that she seemed to have the upper hand for the most part. His regenerative abilities were obviously moving quite slower than they usually did. His mass amout of stanima finally seeming to run out. Though another moment later his eyes widened slightly, while he realized the odd feeling of beeing cooked from the inside out. Geeze...this girl just didn't give up. He had to like her for that fact alone.

Now, the mistake she made was getting so close to Victor. Her distance from him was just close enough that he could grab her again. One clawed hand went for her throat, it worked before, and the other grabbed her side, letting his claws dig into her skin there for leverage. With a push of his feet, he jumped, flying sideways into that large olympic sized body of water. Victor winced in pain as he still felt those organs hardening and ceasing to funtion. He only hoped that the water would be a nice shock to her system that he might get an upper hand again.

[rhyme]

As Artemis focused on his slow even breathing he held up his left hand and looked at it as he got a listing of his local reality focused mainly on himself. Temperature being a physical property that equalized itself made it easy to track.

103 Degrees. Bad but not lethal. If it gets to 104 I’ll have to retreat and hope I can outrange her powers.

He lowered his hand as he tried to think of something to do. He had to run if she made it hotter since he could lower the temperature but it would be a battle of mutations and on this level, she would beat him in a direct contest.

On the other side, in his current position he could do very little effectively. He could toss sharp pointy things at Creed but for someone with self healing and a possible human shield it was ineffective. He would have to get closer to encompass the pair. He figured she could handle him when they were in a giant pool of electricity conducting water. Creed didn’t seem to learn from the water pipe incident. To make things better, when lighting hits that much water the lighting tends to make the water dissociate back into hydrogen and oxygen which are very combustible.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

Freya didn't notice, or care, that he was healing slower then before. She didn't pay attention to things like that, obviously. The fact that Victor was tiring was also completely ignored, but strangely... This woman looked like she was just getting started. You'd think an explosive power like hers would tire her much faster then most. "Well, why don't we find it then?" That twisted innocent smile remained.

Now, Freya wasn't a masochist, but she wasn't afraid of injuries, and sometimes would go out of her way to get hurt just to see a certain person's reaction. She didn't react to the hand around her throat, except scowling, but she did flinch when his other clawed hand dug into her side. And then.... Water.

Freya thrashed as panic set in. Pure panic. She wasn't just scared of water, she was flat out terrified of it. She couldn't even gather her own thoughts to try and find a way out, all that was on her mind was the fact that she was in water. And as suffocation started to set in, even more panic. She fought against him harder then ever, her body screaming at her to escape, otherwise she'd drown... Or suffocate, really. Suddenly... An idea. Strange, considering she usually wouldn't think during these moments. She couldn't use fire or heat when she couldn't breath, but... there was one thing she could do... Hopefully the school wouldn't be to mad at her after. She forced her eyes shut, her thrashing stilled. It might even look like she was unconscious.... Quite the opposite.

The ground started to shake, Earth cracking as something tried to break free of it's prison. The bottom and sides of the pool were ripped apart. Freya's eye's shot open, glowing the color of molten as Lava burst through the forming cracks in the pool and ground around it.

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[Victor Creed]

He smirked to her comment about finding out how many times he could heal. He honestly didn't know, though he was aware of how slowly his body was healing now. It wouldn't be much longer before he wondered if he would stop healing all together.

Of course as Victor dove under the water with the woman he hadn't thought of the breathing problem. And in his tired state he wouldn't be able to hold his breath as long as he usually could. This aside he was enjoying seeing her panic as he kept her in his grasp. The look of terror and the way she thrashed just made him enjoy the moment more. The more she thrashed the deeper those claws went into her skin. The red tinge of the blood from that wounds spread through the water around them.

Once her eyes opened with that brilliant red color, well Victor knew this wasn't a good thing. He let go of her and swam to the surface of the water while moving back away from her as well. He wanted to keep an eye on her...and of course some breathing air would be nice too.

[Freya Elensar Ashe]

The water was slowly turning as red as her hair, not exactly something someone would like to see. And currently wasn't Freya's problem. She was more determined on escaping the water so she could actually breath.

Just like that, he released her, leaving her at the bottom of the pool. It took her a moment realize this, but when she did, the woman pushed herself off the bottom, swimming to the surface as fast as she could, her attention on the lava forgotten.. and thus the lava was running rampart, going every which way with out her control. It wasn't until she'd latched onto a side of the pool that she actually remembered it.

Coughing, she turned to glare at the man. "Okay, now I'm really mad." And just like that it was as if she was saying the fun and games were over. Her eyes remained that red and orange, the lava finally back under control. Freya might have been pissed off before, but now she was in a full blown rage. Not only would she try to completely destroy Victor, but she'd attack even friends if they got in her way. And when she was playing with lava.... Well, maybe getting in the way was a bad idea.

It was like a waterfall, the lava racing across the landscape, crashing down on the pool, and hopefully Victor.

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[rhyme]

Artemis enjoyed watching Victor get the crud beat out of him. He was also happy he was up away from that red head. Lava was just freaky. He didn’t know enough about it to defend against it since in a shoving match he normally loses since the other mutant is more specialized.

As he watched he got a mental whisper from Professor Xavier telling him that Victor needed to be taken prisoner, preferably ‘before’ he got turned into slag and ash.

“Fine.” He muttered back. “but you are going to owe me big time for this.”

He sat down crossing his legs as he pulled out his iPod. He let it go in front of his face as it floated. Around him energy began to crackle and pop softly as the area in the court yard began to shift as reality listened to his mental command. Anyone who was in a field before like Victor would notice it but most likely Freya would not since she had no connection in her mutation as far as he knew to reality warping and he never put her in a field yet.

His eyes glowed a bright purple as the songs flew down the iPod’s screen at an amazing pace. The iPod was a gift to Rhyme from the technopaths in Tokyo before the fall. In the normal sized device there was nearly a Terabyte of storage.

“Come on, come on, there has to be something in here to save his sorry ass.” He muttered again.

[Victor Creed]

Well Creed...look where you got yourself now. Victor grumbled to himself as the lava started flowing into the pool. He thought of swimming after Freya and clawing her to pieces...but then that burn like hell. This woman was getting trickier and trickier. He needed to think fast but it seemed like he was in a tough spot.

Victor could feel the temperature of the water rise as the lava entered the water. The more that came in the higher temperature the water got. It wasn't long before the oddly nice warm water turned into searing pain. If he didn't get out of that pool soon he was going to be cooked alive, especially with how his healing factor was working slower.

It was then that he noticed Freya again. She hadn't gotten out of the pool? Attached to the side of the wall like that, even with her fire powers she hadn't had the lava flowing over her, naturally. He rushed for her then, swimming to her and grabbed her shoulder. He held onto her just long enough to turn her out of his way so he could climb out of the blasted 'Creed stew pot'.

As soon as he was on his feet on 'solid' ground again he bent over slightly, panting for air. The lava, though still moving over the ground, had cooled a bit at the top, creating a layer of ground....although thin. This wasn't ending well. Though he barely seemed to notice that Artemis was up to something. Victor growled in frustration and turned to face her again, mind willing to go another round. Unfortunately his body wasn't as willing. As soon as he took a careful step upon that fragile cooled surface, with plans of grabbing Freya by her neck and lifting her out of that pool. Victor landed flat on the ground. While his healing factor still strained against fatigue to heal his wounds, he could no longer remain conscious.

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Artemis had encompassed most of the school within his domain of control. With his eyes closed he viewed the holding cell in his mind’s eye. He then felt Victor leave the water and pass out. This was his chance. He opened his eyes as they glowed a brilliant purple. He stared blankly into space as if seeing something else. This was because he was seeing something else. He was seeing the space-time fabric the universe was strong on. This normally wasn’t something he messed with lightly but there was no way he was going to try and drag Creed away and get that close to a still angry pyromancer.

He held out his hands which also glowed brilliantly as a purple sheet of glowing purple appeared within his hands. He then began to fold it as if he was making a paper fan. With each crease he made the area between Creed and the holding cell beneath the school blurred and apparently vanished. Nothing was being harmed since the matter was still there, just being moved in relative space-time.

After about seven folders the school looked like a piece of modern art and he was near to Creed’s body. He made one more fold before holding the paper in one hand he grabbed Cain shoved him behind him. He then took a step back, saluted Freya.

“Would say it was a pleasure but it surely wasn’t.” he said before letting the hand holding the paper go as reality snapped back to normal. The school blurred and appeared to move very rapidly as it went back to its normal position.

After taking his head out from between his legs to repress the urge to vomit he looked around happy they ended up correctly in the holding cell and not in a concrete wall. After stumbling out and locking the cell he slumped against the wall and fell right to sleep.