Rescue (Hellions/Stryker)

[Tarot]

Adele was curled up in her crib, napping soundly. Marie was using this opportunity to nap as well- Adele got really fussy at night and hated to be put down for anything, but especially sleep. She rolled over and snuggled under her blankets…

But then suddenly she was freezing. Why was she so cold? And her clothes… they were gone. She curled up, trying to shield herself… but there were men in the room with her. Men, in long dark robes who almost looked like priests and who only seemed to laugh at her. And she was hurting, hurting all over but especially in places that she shouldn’t be hurting. Her hands clawed at a collar around her neck- if only she had her powers, she could just melt and get away from these men who had hurt her… But then one of the men came closer, and he was carrying something in his hand and then she was screaming in pain…

And then she was screaming for real, throwing the blankets off of her and scrambling away from the bed. Adele began to scream as well, startled awake by her mother’s nightmare. She swore in French at her own stupidity, then picked Adele up out of the crib and rocked her gently to calm her down. It took several minutes, but she finally calmed down enough to stop crying.

Marie shifted Adele around so she was resting against her chest and rubbed her back, frowning. Melt… melt… she didn’t have melting powers…

But Cessily did. Cess could “melt”…

“No.” she hissed. Something had happened to Cessily, she was sure of it. And it was going to get worse, too. Unless they went to save her now. It would break one of her rules as a precog, but Marie didn’t care- a teammate’s life was more important. She would deal with the consequences of changing the future later.

She scrambled out into the hallway, looking around and then heading down it as fast as she dared while still holding Adele. She needed to find someone else… they needed to get to Cess now.

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Marie glanced at Adele (who was laying in a crib and gumming on a set of toy keys) to make sure she was okay before turning back to the communications system in front of her. Her tarot cards were spread out on a table just to the side, and her eyes were glowing white as she raised her hand to the commlink. She had elected to stay behind at the Academy- to be their watchtower, as it where.

“There’s a church on your right.” She spoke into the comm.. “His base is underneath it. Be careful, he’s planning an ambush. He also has collars that stop your powers. Watch out for them. They’re going to fight dirty, so be ready for anything.” That was part of the reason that she had sent some of her constructs along to fight- with her sole command to the constructs to obey any order that a member of the Hellions may give them.

[Primarch]

"Got yeah." Primarch replied, fully decked out in his Hellion uniform, the at this point rather famous red and white colours of the Hellions. He could see the church she was talking about, and he was ready to give them an entrance. "Alright team, I'll punch us a hole in, feel free to follow in." he continued into his earpiece as his body curved in the air, turning towards the church as he prepared to use himself as a bullet.

The Irish mutant exploded towards the church, the roof shattered under his extended fists, followed by the floor, breaking his way into the underground base of operations. He came down hard, landing with a force that shook the area, they'd know he was there, if nothing else. He rose back up, waiting for sight of someone for him to pound.

[Devastation]

Devastation felt her golden legs lift into the air from her perch on a near buy building. Thankfully everything in New York was sandwiched together.
As her husband burst through the roof of the church the female mutant quickly descended onto the wholes he had created and landed in a fighting stance beside him.
"Nice family sort of place isn't it?" She said the blades on her arms ready to released at a moments notice.

[Echo]

Maya lacked the flight, super strength or any sort of super power that would have been valued on this mission. However she did want to bring her friend back from whatever son of a bitch took her, that was something that fueled her. When Maya found out that she was kidnapped by some mutant hater, she wanted to run off by herself and save Cessily. But that wasn't the smart thing to do, she needed back up.

Echo was a strong fighter and probably could have done this herself. It was unlikely that she would have to go against any mutants that possessed supernatural abilities, but it was always good to have Primarch and Devastation along. The super couple could have done this by themselves, but Maya still wanted to help.

The woman, decked out in her red and white Hellion uniform, sprinted to follow Primarch and Devastation. Echo had her nunchucks in her boots and her .45 Colt in her right hand. "I forgot how binding these things were." she muttered about the suit. Maya preferred her black ensemble, but that wasn't part of the Hellion attire. And she assumed that face painting a hand print on her face was a no no too.

[Primarch]

"They are binding, but they make everything look so toned!" Alexander replied, looking down at his suit, he was a fit guy, exercised regularly, his enhanced physiology turned to muscle very easily, but this suit made him look far more toned. Did wonders on the ladies too, made those curves look supa fine.

"Back to being serious not, they've got Cess here, alright, I'll breach each room, can you two contain whatever we find in there?" By "contain" he meant "Rain tendril/nunchuck/bullet death upon them with extreme prejudice." Normally he wouldn't advocate the use of lethal force to his favourite student or his wife, but these creeps had kidnapped Cess. They went beyond making it personal.

[Devastation]

Devastation let the blades extend out of her arms. "Of course we can." She spoke for the two of them, though she wasn't exactly sure if Echo could.

Readying to have her husband break down the doors she readied her defensive stance, her toned muscles tensing under the purple and gold second skin. "Let's hope their not ready for us..." Kendra's own voice slipped out her whisper of concern for the kidnapped girl. She wanted to be in and out as quickly as possible.