Fight Night

[max]

Max sat down in the chair and strapped him self in. Before his powers had kicked in he would of been buzzing at this. He looked around as the others strapped in a man with wings and a guy with a visor or something like that and the rest were women.

HE was only here because he could get them in to the base but some thing did not sit well with him. It may of been nerves cable had been good to him and he had stabbed him in the back. "there more you need to know cable has a team of killers called X-Force they are some kind of black ops team. I mean they are good all of them mutants and all are willing to kill."

For him that was not a worry but the others did not have his luck and ability. Well not as far as he knew. He looked to Amara she was the only one who he could not bare to see hurt the other were strangers to him.

[scarletwitch]

Wanda was glad Emma was here it meant there was some one she could work well with. She sat down and looked at the others so that was the Infamous Scott Summers the field leader of the x-men. She put the steps on the more and more she heard what was going on the less she liked it.
"is there anything else young man you have forgotten to tell us?"

[angel]

"Black Ops? Shouldn't Logan be here?" Warren asked, not really directed at anyone but his intent was clear. What were they walking into here? He looked back over his shoulder at Max and listened to what Wanda had to say before he too said his peace, "She's right, Max. You need to spill everything you know, now." He thought for a moment and then said, "How many mutants does he have on this X-Force team? Who are they? What can they do? If we are going to free Xavier, then we need to know what we are up against."

[tigrawill]

Emma strapped herself into the seat, she didn’t want to do what she was about to, but deep down she knew she had no option in the matter. Opening her mind to Jean for the first time since her arrival Emma contacted the other telepath. As much as it pained Emma to admit it there was a high chance she was going to need some help. ”Jean, I know you can hear me. We haven’t seen eye to eye in the past, but I’m sure we can agree that this mission surpasses any personal problems we may have. The guy we’re facing is obviously strong if he can take on Xavier, so as hard as it may be for the two of us we’re going to have to work together.” No one else could hear the conversation but Emma’s face was crossed with a displeased scowl. It wasn’t often she asked for help, and even less often that she would ask it from Jean, but there seemed to be little choice in the matter.

So they were going up against their own little army of killers. That didn’t bother her much, Emma had killed before, true she was trying to change that part of herself but at least she knew she had what it takes to kill another person. Emma didn’t know everyone else in the plane with her, nor what they were capable of, she knew of them, she had spent a great deal of time learning about her new team mates but she didn’t know them personally. Thus she was relieved to see Wanda’s face board the plane at least she knew she could trust Wanda. She could trust all X-men but something had always given Emma the impression Wanda would, when push came to shove, pull out a semi automatic and make sure whoever shoved her would never do so again. Some of the x-men just didn’t understand that, sometimes it’s better to eliminate the threat once and for all.

Glancing around at her companions it wasn’t hard to tell they were underprepared. They were going into the battlefield blind, with no knowledge of who they were facing or what they were capable of they were setting themselves up for a fall, and what were they armed with? A handful of mutants, many of them under experienced and some that could still be classed as children. Emma couldn’t help but hope the X-men really were as good as they were rumoured to be. Emma didn’t know the history of this case, but it appeared that this Max guy did. Any knowledge he might possesses could hold the key to their victory today.

[amara]

Amara was still quiet, trying desperately to numb herself and the way she was feeling. She stood up instead of taking a seat. She didn’t want to singe anything that didn’t need to get singed. She would brace herself if she needed to.

The fact that there were trained killers didn’t really affect her. If they try to kill me I can just as easily try and kill them, it was a dark thought but she knew going into the x-men wasn’t going to be like playing on the playgrounds as a kid. She recognized that she was reverting back to her life in Brazil, at least how she acted when she was with her “friends” when she was growing up. It was either fight or get beat up. She reluctantly slipped back into that mind frame.

“If you all recall, at Alcatraz the X-Team was already out numbered. And they still went to fight.” She managed to keep her anger down to speak. “And where I came from it was either get killed or fight for yourself,” she let the sentence hang there. She went back to brooding silently. She looked out of one window waiting for the take off. If she had to, she’d rather go towards the back to buckle down. At least there she could be the first to get off.

[lorna]

Scott arrived just after the rest of them did and Warren had the jet started. Lorna sat down and buckled in, thinking about what was happening. She'd encountered Cable once before, alone and in the city. She couldn't say there was anything benevolent about the man based on that one encounter, she was still a bit puzzled as to why he wanted to kidnap the Professor. From what he'd told her, he was here in this time to help them, not to terrorize them like this. He'd claimed there were people living at the mansion that he cared for and all that. So why was he doing this now? Something just didn't add up to the green haired mini Magneto and she frowned.

She pretty much ignored the display of manliness between Warren and Scott and when they were airborne and Max spoke to them, she watched him. As Amara's boyfriend, she would give him the benefit of the doubt. But should she discover that he'd turned traitor and had led them into a trap, she would not be merciful. She was a rather even tempered woman who liked to bend the rules now and again but if either of them, Max or Cable, hurt her friends, they'd find themselves on the wrong side of the barbecue.

Meanwhile, Jean replied to Emma although she kept the conversation private from Lorna. I agree. He is a formidable telepath, even more so if he truly has managed to get the upper hand on Charles. I will continue to monitor from here with Cerebro and use it to amplify my powers to assist if need be, she replied to the platinum blond woman.

Lorna was quiet for the most part, listening in and not too thrilled with the constant buzz of having a telepath in her head. Why she wasn't piggybacking on Scott was beyond her. Sure, they had their issues, a few she even knew about but he was still her husband, right? She wouldn't say anything out loud although she knew for a fact that Jean was well aware of how uncomfortable she was.

Jean gave Scott the coordinates for where she'd been able to locate the Professor. Flying in low, he gave his commands. “Polaris, Angel, drop out here and come in under the radar if you can. If there is a side entrance at all, find it and get in. The rest of us will be knocking on Cable's front door,” he instructed, dropping open the hatch long enough to give the two fliers in the group room to exit the jet before landing. “If anything goes awry, abort the plan and meet back at the Bird.”

Slipping in the communicator so that she'd be in contact with the rest of the team, Lorna moved to the back of the jet and dropped out, immediately catching herself on a magnetic current and hovering, waiting for Angel. She watched for a brief moment as the jet continued its flight and then pointed toward the roof. Looking at Angel, she said, “Might as well start there. It's not as if he's not going to know we're here.”

Sneaking up on a telepath is impossible. Even she knew that much.

[max]

"I don't know much about the mans team i seen them a couple for times a man all in red has his face covered a woman she was pale and with a black patch over one eye, Him self and three others. I don't know much more and i don't even know why i was there. All i thought was he was here to help. Not every on his island are there to fight he lets any one come and live as long as they follow the rules it really is a peaceful place. Family and children live on the island. " Max felt bad because he had hurt Amara, that was worse than any thing she had sat as far away from him as she could.

[cable]

Cable stood in the control room of the island. HE watched as the jet flew in low it was a smart move and good for them. Any other place and this would of work his tech was far to advanced for that sort of thing. That and like Jean he was riding on the back of some one on the plane. he did feel bad for Max but he had agreed to all this and cable had deiced to remove him from the True guilt.

He walked over to a scream and tapped some thing and he sent a radio message to the Black Bird. " This si provenance to the X-men you are clear to land on landing pad C. Jean I know you are piggy back on some one just to let you know my island is Shielded You may want to a just the harmonic waves of Cerbro by 5% that way you will get a weak signal but you will still get one. Please do not give max to hard a time Amara he had no clue what he was getting him self in to. He agreed this for you."

[scarletwitch]

"well it looks like we have been spotted." She felt the cold air rush in to the plane well was there any point. It looked like they were running in to a trap and the question was how much was Amara Boyfriend involved? she fought back the urge to turn him in to a toad or some thing worse. She heard Scot talk about a plan. "what on earth is this plan of yours now would be a good time to tell us personaly i dont like our chances but i am stuck here. I think we should look like a team and not people who just fell out of bed with bad hair."

She unclipped her self and let her hand move a red glow filled her hands and spread out changing every one but Emma and Wanda in to x men suits. she looked to Emma and smiled "darling black is so not you." Wanda gestured with her hands and Emma clothes changed in to a very sex but useful white version of an x man uniform. Her own was a deep red and just as reveling with a pair of thigh high boots. "now this is more like it."

[amara]

Amara quietly started praying in her native tongue, “Ave Maria, cheia de Graça , O Senhor está contigo. Bendito és tu entre as mulheres, e abençoou é fruto do teu ventre, Jesus. Santa Maria, Mãe de Deus, rogai por nós pecadores agora, e a hora da morte. Amen.” She finished just when, she assumed, Cable’s voice came over a radio which only pissed her off even more. She had a cocky air about her but her words held a bite, “If he knew what was really in my fucking mind he might want to refrain from the act of speaking.” The whole time she was in the plane she hadn’t thought negative things toward Max, not for a single moment.

Suddenly she was changed into a suit. It was close fitting to her and she didn’t have that much movement. For a moment she idly thought about where the clothes she was wearing had gone to. She undid her shoes, took them off, and got up, “Thanks to whoever dressed me but I can’t fight in this, it’s too restricting.” She was still getting used to the idea of a uniform in training, honestly she was more comfortable in her own skin. She smirked, a smile that could make a normal human back up a few steps.

She left her shoes where they were and stopped by Max before she went to the rear of the plane. “I don’t hate you,” she gave him a smile, as if to say she’d be fine. She even threw in a wink. She turned to head to the back while she started unzipping her jacket, that fell to the floor behind her exposing her back. She still hadn't been able to grab any underwear from the previous training session, her powers were kind of annoying like that at times. She felt the wild, almost uncontrollable fire brush over her skin, her back was to the rest of the crew as she slipped into her lava state, becoming Magma instead of Amara. She rolled her head around getting comfortable in her form. It was a second skin, covered in lava. Another plus was the fact that it wasn’t see through. Her pants soon turned to ash on the floor. The lava slipped down her back and legs quickly, already encompassing most of her body. She let it stay just above her ankles; the plane didn’t need a hole in it from her magma. She was itching for the plane to land so she could tear into something, or melt something. By now the magma was up to her neck, soon it would cover her face and her hair would literally be on fire. She wished that she was able to fly, technically she could, but it was too dangerous to try it out now.

((Kay so just gonna assume that no one is in the back of the plane by now….lol….and i tried to make it seem like no one could actually see anything except maybe her naked back(butt no includy...unless you really want it to), didn't think any of you guys would want to see a nakey Magma...lol...'cept maybe Max, but that can wait lmao!!!))

[cyclops]

Scott sighed as he saw some of the ‘team’ getting onto the plane, he had no doubt that the mutants on the team where powerful but at the same time they lacked experience, yet there hadn’t seemingly been enough time to assemble to more field tested team. He had no doubt that Wanda, Amara, Emma and Warren where strong mutants but at the same time he would have felt better with the team that he knew the best. Logan for his fighting ability, Jean’s telepathic abilities was something else that he knew that she was an extremely powerful telepath by the training that she had been doing with Charles, however at the same time he would rather have had the more experienced team because of the fact that he knew that this was an important for them to get Charles back.

Jean gave Scott the coordinates for where she'd been able to locate the Professor. Flying in low, he gave his commands. “Polaris, Angel, drop out here and come in under the radar if you can. If there is a side entrance at all, find it and get in. The rest of us will be knocking on Cable's front door,” he instructed, dropping open the hatch long enough to give the two fliers in the group room to exit the jet before landing. “If anything goes awry, abort the plan and meet back at the Bird.”

Scott sighed as he lowered the plane to the ground not the one bit convinced that this mission was safe and pinched the bridge of his nose before turning to Max. “So help me god if you are wrong about this I am going to lock you in a room with Sabretooth with no instructions on what he can and cannot do to you.” Standing walked back and put his suit on as he heard the message from Cable, storming back to the group he looked directly at Max his visor starting to charge. “Talk and talk fast,” he growled out.

[tigrawill]

As Wanda shifted her suit into a new white uniform Emma couldn’t help but smile, “My dear, you know me too well.” She had to admit she was impressed by Wanda's choice of clothing for the pair of them.

She should have seen this before, Cable had to have a connection somewhere inside the plain and she would have felt it if it had been formed after take off. There was only one option left, it had to be in Max’s head, but maybe that could work to her advantage, whatever Max perceived, so did Cable. Cable’s mind may have been too tough to take on, but there was just a chance Emma could work her magic on Max. Projecting her thoughts towards him she telepathically blocked Max from tracking either Lorna or Warren. Cable had already seen the jet so changing his perception of it would be useless, he’d just notice and start probing in other ways. Above all else Emma needed to be subtle, any big changes to reality and Cable would notice far too easily, even if Max noticed Emma was in his head then that in itself would alert Cable so she kept quiet.

Emma then turned her attention to the flyers, ”We’ve been spotted, I’m trying to cover you but be on your guard.” If Cable was telling the truth then Jean’s influence would be dampened but with Cerebro’s help she may just be able to help protect the flying team from Cable, after all Emma’s mind couldn’t be everywhere at once.

Something wasn’t sitting right with Emma. Cable could see them and yet the ground beneath her was as much a mystery to her as everyone else on the jet. She couldn’t pick out any of Cable’s so called team, either they were away, or far more likely blocked from her mind. That meant they had been expecting them far longer than she had given them credit for, and far worse it meant that they were walking into Cable’s plan, and Emma didn’t like someone else being in control. Unless they could shift things in their favour slightly then the X-men were clutching at straws.

[angel]

Warren nodded at Scott as he was given his instructions, "I'm on it, Cyclops." Warren thought it was pretty cool to use code names. He knew his own codename wasn't the coolest out there, but he supposed that it suited him. After all, he was the living embodiment of an Angel. He made sure that he was equipped with the weapons he'd chosen. He was an excellent scout, though given that he doubted they could really get the drop on Cable, from what he'd heard of him during the flight.

The young mutant made his way to the bay doors and waited for them to open. He would have liked to been able to use his abilities to a greater extent. He could have literally flown in under the radar, if given the chance to do so. For now, he'd have to settle for simply dividing whatever opposition force was going to be mounted against them. He would leave the jet in a more dramatic way than his female counter. Where as she was graceful, able to simply hover, the Angel was more aggressive. Flying with wings required it as far as he was concerned. He dropped down, head first, arms and wings pressed against his sides before he opened them, caught the current of air he found and coasted in a wide sweeping arch back up to the green haired goddess, "I'll be glad to take a quick look around, unless you have something else in mind."

“Might as well start there. It's not as if he's not going to know we're here.”

"Alright. Meet you there." he said while indicating the same spot she'd pointed out with his chin. His eagle keen eyes were already searching the island below. Already looking for any mounting threats. He tapped his communicator, "Canons moving at three and nine o'clock. Looks like a squad moving due east of the main entrance. Roof looks clear, so far." He flew, making his path wide sweeping, if somewhat random so as to better avoid being targeted by anything or anyone he'd missed.

[lorna]

By the time that Cable had addressed the Blackbird and Wanda had changed everyone's clothes, she'd already dropped from the jet, although she could hear everything that was said via the communicator in her ear. God, just hearing his voice grated on her nerves and she couldn't figure why she disliked him so much. Surely by now she'd be over the whole “Magneto is your father” crap he'd pulled so why did he irritate her so much? She could hear Jean chuckling about that in the background but ignored the other woman. She had better things to do.

Jean didn't reply to Cable although his advise shocked her a bit. Lorna could feel that through the psychic connection that had been created. She was absolutely uncomfortable with this whole thing. Knowing the redhead telepath had done what Cable had suggested, she watched as Warren circled around and came back to her. As with everyone else, her clothes had also changed into black leather that clung to her body like a glove. Lovely. If she were in the mood to go out dancing, she would have been dressed appropriately.

Jean reached out to Emma and said, I'll take care of this team and try to keep them cloaked. You deal with the others. Normally, she would have done it herself but the distance and strain of using Cerebro was already going to cause a terrible reaction headache before they were all said and done. Emma was just going to have to cover the majority while she helped Polaris and Angel.

Warren mentioned the cannons but she'd already felt them and was on them. They were made of metal, this would be simple but she knew it could have been a ploy, a distraction. What they needed to do was get inside. Moving a bit closer to the cannons, her own natural powers protecting her, she pulled her hands together as if she were crumpling up a sheet of paper and the cannons all collapsed on themselves, unable to do anything more to them. The operatives on the ground, however, would have to be up to the others to take out.

Landing gently on the roof, she spied a door. Motioning to Warren, she said, “I suppose this is as good a point of entry as any. Jean says she's masking us but frankly, I'm not sure how much good that will do. He's scary powerful from what I've seen.”

Opening the door, she stepped inside.

Posting order reminder. It starts as of now: Max, Wanda, Remy, Warren, Emma, Amara, Lorna, Scott, Cable

[max]

He was glad Amara was not mad at him at all. It was a weight of his mind. he listens to them having a go at him. " From what i know there a man who were read all the time Cable called him Wade never saw his face once. he always had a couple of swords and lots of guns and if you ask me he is a bit nuts. A woman pale with a black mark over her eye she a dam good shot there a few others and then there Black box as well. He controls computers and the likes he probably in your systems right now. There nothing happens on the web with out him going. Look i told you all i know and you can threaten me all you want but i told you every thing."

HE griped the seat slowly the arm bent under his grip he was trying hard not to watch Amara strip off he needed to be focussed. why would he risk the woman he cared about in a stupid prank?