Attack on the Pentagon (Thread One)

[rogue]

It had taken the Sentinels just two hours to fly from Genosha to America, with a magnetic anomaly interfering with American satellites, they had no idea it was coming. They landed, surrounding the Pentagon itself, programming from "kill any individuals with an X-gene" to "kill any individuals without an X-gene" they instantly began to open fire their powerful beams on the people of America.


OOC: The participants in this thread are:

Nassr +4 Sentinels
Byakurai +4 Sentinels
vs
Cannonball
Von Damme
Valeria
Northstar

This shall also serve as the posting order, if a person does not reply within 2 days, the person listed after them may proceed. If an attack is attempted, and the character the attack is aimed at does not respond within these two days, it shall be declared that the attack has landed.

[nassr]

So this was it, this was the moment that America paid for their crimes against Genosha. Nassr Moghadam had no problem with decimating the building known as the Pentagon. He was born and raised in Saudi Arabia so there was no great love for the country, and no family members and friends to worry about getting caught in the crossfire. He had been paired off with his fellow martial artist Hiro whom he held a little respect for. Along with him he had a few sentinels to help out. Nassr stood atop the head of one of the sentinels as they landed. The Pentagon was going down and going down hard along with the rest of the city.

”Alright you stupid machines, set this place ablaze!” he shouted out. The sentinels began assaulting the place taking out anyone that didn’t have the x-gene. He watched with a smug grin, summoning fierce gusts of winds capable of tearing through buildings as if they were paper, which they did. He laughed out loud as bodies flung in every direction. This was going to be a day that no one would forget. ”No survivors!”

[Byakurai]

It was time, it was time to prove what he was truly made of and his true ability to shine. The young man was wearing a blue mask that covered his face except his mask, and a black hoody unzipped to reveal a white muscle shirt, baggy pants and hat. He angles arm to a 90 degree angle and scattered lightning forms around it for a few seconds. He was on the shoulder of a sentinel robot as they landed. The robot let a hand rise to help the young warrior down. He took a step onto the hand and the robot lowers on, once down standing next to Nassr, a fellow warrior of the arts, whom he held some respect for. The sentinel went and continues it's attack. "Tch...." He stated rather dully. He hated fighting and he ends up having this job. How lousy. Having command of four of the eight he points to the target.

"While the Nassr's bots do their rampage. Focus on the target at hand. We can not return say this mission was a failure." He looks at at Nassr flinging people around and was rather disgusted. But to prove his loyalty he had to do what he had to. Lightning formed around his arms. To form two swords, blocking disintegrating two bullets that were shot at Nassr. Emotionlessly he aims his arms at the cop cars and fires blowing the car up. "Let show them what we can do Nassr-san." He walks casually to the target and fires blasts of lighting every where leaving wholes in buildings. To lower injury and death count, thats what he did instead of destroying the base of the building so they could collapse.

With a frown on his face he continued his path of destruction.

[Cannonball]

Cannonball flew though the air heading for the Sentinel Nassr was standing on top of. As he got closer to it he slid his sunglasses down over his eyes a few seconds before smashing though the things chest and out the other side. He kept flying towards another one about to do the same thing he had done to the last one. Before he could get close enough a coil shot out and wrapped itself around his waste and pulled him out of the air towards it. "Oh you think you got me huh?" he said as he raised his hands and sent a thermo-chemical blast at its head. It was a good thing he could release this energy from other parts of his body other then his feet or he would have been in big trouble.

[victorvondamme]

Von Damme watched as Cannonball made his efforts to destroy the machines, they were more robust them he gave them credit for. A simple direct assault to destroy the central chest or head would be unlikely to succeed, this wasn't some sort of comic book where giant robots blew up at the slightest touch, even now Von Damme watched as back-up units kicked into life. The damaged Sentinel was harmed, but not destroyed.

"Amateur weapons!" Von Damme announced before linking into his communication device, giving a verbal order to units of his own. "Von Damme Bots....Attack!" he ordered, it was mere moments before they flew over the horizon, perfect replica's of his armoured appearance, while Von Damme was able to blast powerful arcs of electricity, his robots had built in weapon systems, as they flew in, they proved such an ability.

The two robots let forth a blast of electricity, striking at the visual receptors, or eyes, of the Sentinel Cannonball had originally attacked. Von Damme himself also went on the attack, targeting the closest knee of the Sentinel that had grabbed the fellow teacher, blasting a ferocious pair of lightning bolts, aiming to fry their internal circuits if also blow out the knee and bring it tumbling down.

[valeria]

It was disgusting how the B-Hood could just claim lives as they were doing now. It seemed like her father and Mr. Gutherie decided to go on Sentinel duty. That was nice, but Valeria wanted to get to the source of the trouble. The Brotherhood themselves. There were two members...one of middle eastern descent and another who was asian. One had control of air, and one had control of lightning. Let's see how much they fair against cosmic energy.

"Hey Jerk!" Valeria yelled walking towards the lightning elemental in her battle armor designed by her father. "Can you like, stop being a jackass and attacking these people? And if you can't, I'll force you to stop." she glared.

[northstar]

Jean-Paul let out a small gasp as the scene unfolded before his eyes. It appeared that things weren't going to get any easier for mutant kind as he watched two of his own kind begin wreaking havoc across the Pentagon. Northstar was suprised by the sheer carnage first of all but what shocked him more so was the entire lack of a plan The Hellions seemed to have. Mr Guthrie and Dr. V where engaging the giant Sentinels which was fine and good but this was Northstar's first real combat mission. He hadn't been summoned for the Morlock Massacre and with the exception of training and the occasional match in the arena he didn't know too much about fighting.

At first he didn't want to engage the enemy and instead put his speed to use by moving across the open grass as little more then a silver/gray blur as he caught and tried to safely deliver to the ground the innocent humans being swept out of the building by the powerful gusts of wind being issued by one of the Brotherhood members. For JP personally the gusts of wind didn't threaten him that much. Bineg able to move as he could the young Canadian was more then capable of withinstand the gusts of winds as he tried to save as many as he could.

It seemed pointless in a few moments however as more and more seemed to get swept aside. If Jean-Paul was going to save them he had to fight the problem at the source. Gritting his teeth he pointed himself a the mutant with the wind based powers. Moving as little more then a blur he brought his arm back to deliver a right cross at high speed. Maybe Northstar could put him down before situation got any worse. As soon as he was within range his fist snapped forward, while not super strong the momentum behind the fist had to be considerable.

"You know its really assholes like you that give the rest of mutantkind a bad name." Deep down Northstar had to admit it would feel god to wipe that smug grin from this guy's face and manage to make it al stop. His fist still moved at high speed and tried to connect with the wind rider before he managed to cause any more damage.

[nassr]

It was inevitable, morons always had to come and ruin the fun. Then again kicking their asses could be more fun than killing defenseless humans. He'd rather not have to kill his fellow mutants, but if their annoying antics continued he would. The blonde male sped through the center chestpiece of the sentinel he was standing on top of. The force from the impact shook the bot, but Nassr held his footing. One of the other sentinels caught the guy with a coil but when it came down to it, he wanted to be the one to take down the mutants. "Traitor to your own kind."

Nassr sped towards the blonde bastard at top speed. While he was being distracted with the sentinel, he readied a powerful punch for the guy's mouth. Before ne could realize it, Nassr found himself falling from the sky. He shook his head and caught himself just a foot over the ground. He held his jaw and looked around the area. "What the hell.... was that?" The young man's jaw was hurting like hell, felt like someone had taken a bat to his face something he had experienced before. Spitting out a glob of blood, his eyes met another male. This one was a little speedster, a flying speedster at that.

The air mutant blasted away a cop that was dumb enough to attack. Alright then, blondie was going to have to wait for now. This asshole was first on the asswhooping agenda. Nassr landed completely, rubbing his jaw with a smirk. "Nice shot kid." Smirk never leaving his face Nassr, watched as a large tornado began to come down on top of the fast mutant. Hopefully it would trap him inside taking him out of the fight. If that didn't work, Nassr had already begun hurling a nice little red convertible in his direction.

[Byakurai]

The blue masked mutant stood there. He sees his comrade get hit. Only to see he has it handled. He looks emotionlessly at the two. He all needed to was to distract the two. He also tried to avoided hurting the innocents around them. He contemplated a plan, he sighed knowing he had to hold back alot, even if it killed him, for the sake of minimal damage around them.

Why did they have to come and cause a racket? He was ordered to destory only one place. And to take out anyone in the way. If you think about it. It would of been better if no one showed up. He honestly couldn't care less if he beat the two in the fight. The only thing that mattered was the objective. He gives the woman a smiles and bows to her in respect.

"You show much courage. I do apologize if I hurt either of you."He said calmly. He moves up and tilts his body slightly. He looked around. The bots were his real target. He fire bolts from both his arms purposely missing them to distract them at moments notice he formed two hooked whips of lightning at the 'Doom bots' ripping an arm and a head, then threw the head at the girl and the arm at the man. Guessing the options they would either fling them back at him. He readied him self. Thinking they might fling them away his kepted his hooked whips at the ready. But just destorying them would be alright.

[Cannonball]

From the attacks on the Sentinel the coil had loosen enough for him to free himself. Once freed from the coil he looked down to see Von Damme giving him a hand in taking out these over grown tinker toy’s, while his robots attacked the one he blasted through. Oh great it seemed it took more then a hole though the chest to take these things out. Well if anyone knew how to destroy these things it would be Von Damme hopefully. Landing near the other teacher while keeping an eye out for a attack “Any idea’s on how to destroy these things for good Doc?” He wanted to make sure these things wouldn’t be getting back up and hurting anyone else ever again. He sent another thermo-chemical blast at the thing just to keep it down for a little bit longer until he got something out of the good doctor.

[victorvondamme]

Von Damme watched as the little lightning bug tried to attack his robots, fool! Those machines were perfect replica's of Von Damme himself, able to feel even his closest of companion's at his company, they had all his capabilities, just like he was able to power his armour with his electricity, they too could run on electricity taken in. He could no more harm them with his electricity then he could harm them with his little fists.

With the little top up on energy, the Von Damme bots directed it to their weapon systems, flying to separate Sentinels and unleashing a blast at their eyes, before speeding up to ramming speed, fully aware their titanium shell's would protect them.

Meanwhile, Von Damme turned part of his attention towards Cannonball. "It is likely they have the required units to operate in several areas, so if one is destroyed, back-up units can come online. I'd advise destroying the head and the centre point of the chest." he suggested, as his heels dug in deep to the floor when the tornado was summoned up. This one had to be dealt with. He took a moment to let his onboard A.I. lock on to the wind manipulator, calculating and processing the needed speed he'd have to move in order to get him. With him focusing on Northstar, Von Damme raised both of his arms, open palms pointing at the mutant, before electricity exploded out, streaking across the air.

[valeria]

"That's so sweet, but I truly HIGHLY doubt you'll be able to hit me, young grasshopper" Valeria smirked. The blonde raised an armored hand and concentrated to psionically draw in energy around her person.

"So you see, your little lightning trick is cool, but you've got to be doing more than that if you want to beat Valeria Von Damme" she smirked kicking up a scrap piece of metal and wrapping a miniature force field around it.

"This is your head..." she said shrinking her force field, crushing the scrap like a tin can and dispersing the energy to let the crushed metal drop to the ground. "And that could potentially be your head if you don't back down and call off this attack. Any questions?"

[northstar]

"Yeah well this kid is going to wipe that smirk off your face." Northstar said through teeth that where practically griding together he wasn't sure who this guy was but he seemed to be having way too much fun hurting innocent people. If JP could take him out maybe everyone else could finish off the Sentinels.

As the tornado started to form Northstar disappeared again as he utilized his super speed. Rocketing like a human projectile he raced away from the confining winds. Moving at high speed he noticed a red covertible heading his way and simply shook his head. With a bit of flair he slid under the flying car at the last moment, his costume was designed to help protect him from damage while he moved at highspeed and handle the friction against the ground during his slide before popping back up to his feet with ease.

"You haven't faced that many speedsters have you?" he asked before exploding into motion again. The young mutant's plan was to start running circles around this wind wielding mutant and pummel him into unconsciousness but he was forced to abandon it before he could start as Dr. Van Damme's bolt of lighting raced at the mutant. If JP hadn't been careful the bolt would've hit him instead. He raced in after the lighting bolt, his fist began flashing like jackhammers, striking at Nassr so quickly it appeared like he suddenly had ten hands at once. Hopefully the strikes would land and he could show this guy what it felt to get what he deserved.

[nassr]

"Oh I've faced plenty of you little shitbags."

Nassr may be one very arrogant man, but he was far from stupid or untrained. He knew that on the battlefield no matter what was going on in front of you, you had to pay attention to your surroundings. It would be foolish of him to think that the fast guy was his only opponent. When the bolt of lightning streaked towards him, Nassr released a dome of wind while simultaneously propelling himself into the air. This combination would knock away the speedster and keep the wind mutant out of the lightning bolts range.

Once in the air, he smirked down at the speedster. He looked around the area for a quick second noticing that the Pentagon was starting to weaken. He landed on one of the sentinels' shoulders just incase something else would be thrown his way. "Fuck the humans! Take down the Pentagon now!" With that command, the sentinels under his direct control immediately turned their attention to the building. They opened fire on it with lasers, missiles, cables, and other destructive weaponry. To add on to this destructive force, Nassr summoned down several large tornados to help rip through the Pentagon and also try and capture the speedster and tin man, sending tornados after them.

Nassr wasn't about to waste his strength and effort on fighting no matter how much he wanted to kill them. Their objective was to destroy or at least damage the Pentagon and by the look of things, that goal was close. The combined force of four sentinels and several tornados manage to punch holes into the building. Seeing his opening, Nasst blasted off at top speed into one of the holes entering the building. He was going to fast for any of the guards inside to get a proper shot off, thankfully. Several small turbines of wind erupted from under the feet of the guards in his immediate area, blasting them to the ceiling. He smalled at the satisfying thuds of their bodies falling to the hard concrete Floor.

"Lord Magneto sends his regards." Nassr began spinning around at top speed becoming soomewhat of a tornado himself as he ripped through the insides of the building, blasting away guards and yanking air from their lungs. This would be a day that America would never forget.

[Byakurai]

Nassr's words revolted him. But it was true, if these people hadn't shown up, less damage would of been done to the area. He kept himself from fighting a while longer so more people can make their escape. 'Come on....Come on....Got to buy some time for the innocent bystanders.' He thought to himself. He retracts his whips in to circle around his arm and disappear.

He glances up to see Nassr fly up and charge at the pentagon. With the help of the eight bots. That was good, but he was worried about the innocents. There had to be a way for him to buy some more time, but how? When he snaps back into reality he also notices he is the one has to fight off the other mutants. At least enough to finish the mission. He lets out a soft sigh. One had speed but was limited in strength to counter elements. He inhales slowly his forms his lighting armor around him to counter any phsyical attack. Though the might turn their focus on the sentiels. Still he had to plan this out. There was the metal elemental, he had no chance against him what-so-ever. And the other two psys users.

He had a chance against the girl if he did a sucker's hit. But he wasn't like that. And he was going to try to avoid fighting th girl all together. Which could end with his demise. This fight looked dire for him, if it were a real battle, meaning a fight to the death. No, this mission was about the causing damage like they did to Genosha. Once more he lets out a sigh, he knew his limit, he was going to try not to exceed it again. Finally he speaks.

"Grasshopper?" He musingly smiles. He fires a quick bolt at her, only to distract her, seeing as there is a forcefield around her. Then fires two at Cannonball and another two at the speedster. Not really aiming to hit, but it would be good if they did. The enemy probably had better control of their powers than he did. He had only eight years to practice, there was no use in the split then in two tactic with running away. They had a speedster after all. 'Crap.' He thought. 'This will turn out bad for me. But I got to keep them distracted.' He sighs and forms lightning blades to cover his entire arms.

Lets see how well he will manage without help. He clenches his fists and gets into stance. Watching their movements.