Venus smiled and tilted his head as the boy turned around proceeded to kick in another door and act as if he was more at home then Venus was. He recognized him from the mansion valentines day thing he was sure, even as his eyes changed to green before him he couldn’t hel p but be a bit surprised at how easily the kid dismissed him, perhaps in fight or flight he decided on flight with a bit of don’t mind me added on to it.


~~ "Please make your way out of the building while we contain and assess the damage."

“I hadn’t realized we had hired anyone from the mansion to do that for us.” Venus said coolly as he followed the boy along. “ I don’t believe Calley is here, if that is who you are looking for.” He said with a bit of a laugh in his voice. He’d let him kick a couple more doors in, if it made him feel better.
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Abyss continued to stomp his way toward the lobby as he made his way there to see if Lisa knew what the heck was going on. It was about that time that the little blue lights that signaled they were under attack went off in the corners like motion detectors subtle but obvious to those who knew what to look for also every on a long list got a text stating that :

~~the sanctuary is currently under attack. Not a drill.~~

Abyss tossed down his phone and began to sprint towards the lobby. Aura slid into view, she mumbled something, smiled and closed her eyes.

The world turned red. Abyss let out a roar of anguish at what he could only have thought of as Aura vitally wounded in front of him.

He crashed into the lobby and his eyes fell on the only stranger in the room.
No Sarcastic words were spent saying anything He simply lounged a rabid like froth at his mouth created only moments ago at seeing his family hurt on the ground, oh they’d earned plenty of revenge to come knocking at their door, but to think that revenge would come at a price was foolish. He intended on tackling him and pounding him into a pulp.
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Mercury continued to doze contentedly.

Jupiter slammed his door shut and continued to drink himself into a stupor.

The card game proceeded , Texts were ignored.

Saturn smirked as he set in his chair turned backwards with black frames covering his eyes. “ I dunno Roach, that kid might even give you heart burn.”

Mars shot him a look that would have killed Saturn, He hated puns and that seemed to make it all the more fun for those around him. “Fold” Mars said irritably. Saturn looked to their fourth waiting to see if he had just bluffed his way into another pot.

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Somewhere in the city Pluto looked at his phone and cursed in frustration. He shouldn't be on the security list anymore. He started heading that way anyway, he couldn't live with himself he saved strangers and let his family die.

Why?

...


Why hadn't he killed her?

He'd had the perfect opportunity; she was wide open, he had enough force to get the job done... But when the time came, he'd failed. The question wasn't worth asking; he knew the answer already.

Andrea... She wouldn't want him to kill her. He'd killed many others already, but now, with her so close... could he be faltering?

No, he couldn't let her live. He'd just made a mistake, and it would be easy to fix. The armored man started to slowly walk to the wall he'd punched the young murderer though. All he had to do was press a finger to her temple, and end it.

Before he ever had a chance to try, he heard something... animalistic echo from the hole in the wall... Sh*t, did they have lions here? A certain lion faced assassin came to mind; he wouldn't be surprised. But it wasn't an assassin, and it wasn't a lion. It was a force of nature. He could tell before the giant red man burst into the room... He could FEEL it.

The man was foaming at the mouth, his preposterous muscle structure propelling him forward toward him like a brick wall, and the Masochist could feel every step like a rattling in his bones. This man was a monster; however, if those muscles were his ability, then he was exactly the type of monster the Judge was made to fight.

He barely had the presence of thought to dive out of the way of the great demon's warpath, using a little bit of force to add a little push. He landed in a roll, and came to a knee. "A little touchy, aren't you? You'd think Id done something to offend you." His biggest advantage here would be tunnel vision on the part of his opponent. He was obviously enraged. He guessed it had something to do with punching Aura through a wall. Maybe he could take advantage of it. If he lived long enough; there was that whole dying thing.

"Well, come on then, twinkletoes... hit me with your best shot!"

If everything went as planned, this fight would be as simple as letting himself get hit once or twice, and returning the favor. I mean, it wasn't as if this guy could hit any harder than he could take, right?


Right?

>>"I hadn’t realized we had hired anyone from the mansion to do that for us.”

Busted... Alright, fight face on, this was gonna hurt something awful but maybe he could dish some damage out before he died, make it easier for Saph if he eventually came through.

>> “ I don’t believe Calley is here, if that is who you are looking for.”

Oh look, that wasn't a punch in the face! Goody, maybe this guy was reasonable, maybe Cafas had judged a book by its cover, perhaps, even, made an assumption! It was possible he might be able to talk his way out of this. "Hired? No! I had been looking for Calley, when the alarm went off, and I guess some of the acting head's instruction kicked in. Would you preferred I didn't? I figured it was pretty urgent given the commotion."

There was an ungodly crash in the direction of the lobby, somewhat like the sound one hears if, say, something is put through a brick wall. Cafas tried for shock and alarm, but, well, it didn't extend to his eyes, so to speak. Then came a roar, like a wounded bull, but amplified and scarier. "You know... I no longer think this is a fire."

Okay keep this up hopefully they don't see right through it.

Off came the mask, tucked into his pocket. "Reflex..." It was the only offer of explanation the big guy was getting. There were all of 3 doors left at this stage, and big red was blocking one. Cafas put a boot into the latch of the next one up from it. There was some kid looking damp and displeased, steam rising from his hands and wet soot on his face.

Oh goody, a teenager.

"Get out, now, sounds like there's a big fight on, and I'd like minimal casualties." The kid glared at Cafas and folded his arms like the brat he seemed to be. Cafas strode in, grabbed him by the back of his collar and tossed him from the room. "Tell you what, you can be as suicidally moronic and angsty as you want some time I am NOT around, now get the hell out before I beat you myself!" The kid left in a huff, Cafas turned back to Heinz, as he would now call Big Red until he found a better name. "Kids, right?"

The darkness attempting to claim her was fought savagely away by a sudden wailing, and a down pour of water. Being under a rather thick blanket, and pretty drugged up, she paid little attention to the surprise downpour, and lazily pulled a pillow over her head, muttering something about annoying mutant children messing with the fire alarm, and she attempted to go back to sleep.

But then, a loud thud shook her floor slightly, and she pried an eye open. More noise... and then the alarm was shut off. There was a sudden silence that filled her room, and the dripping of one lone sprinkler overhead. Her curiosity peaked, and she pulled the pillow from her hair. Something was going on, and in her current state she wasn't able to easily come to any conclusions. Another loud crashing sound echoed from from somewhere, finalizing her resolve to figure out what was happening. Pushing herself up on weak arms, she slipped from her bed. Nearing her door, she caught the muffled sounds of voices from the other side, and a loud BANG, as if a door had been slammed open. Unfortunately, she couldn't hear what was being said through her door, and figuring whoever it was would have answers as to what was going on, she grabbed the doorknob and gently swung her bedroom door open.

Out in the hall, two men were standing. One, off to her left, in the process of tossing a kid from his room, the other standing off to her right, was simply standing and watching. She recognized neither of them, and if she hadn't have been on her meds, the giant of a man would have been rather imposing. Blinking sleepily and looking very much like she had just woken up, she kept her eyes leveled on the ground... since her glasses were discarded on her desk beside her bed.

"Excuse me....Can either of you tell me what's going on?...." Standing there in her jammies, hair mussed up and Sloth wobbling drunkenly around her shoulders, she was sure she looked silly. But she was sure she wasn't going to get any sleep with all of the racket going on, and no explanation to settle her nerves.

Abyss slammed into the wall across the room, his tail acting as a break , and being the only reason that he hadn’t just made a bigger opening in the lobby than the doors being off the hinges. He swirled around like a raging bull. He took breath clearing an ounce of the rage, the man wasn’t running and for that, he would die.
He was talking smack. Abyss bared his mouth full of sharpened teeth and considered momentarily that Aura said Canabalism wasn’t so bad. And then the fool kept talking. Abyss spread his arms wide and closed in him more slowly. He then said the magic words. ~Hit me with your best shot.~

Lisa typically stayed right at her desk no matter what madness was going on in the lobby, but she was not staying for a fight that Abyss was having. She hopped over her desk. Bent and grabbed Aura by the shoulders, dragging her out of the room. It was about to get devastated she reasonably assumed.

Abyss right hand crackled as it formed a fist, his knuckles complaining at the pressure he was exiuding and then he swung. He half expected that the man would turn to liquid. Expecting the man to dodge left as he swung he switched hands and brought his left hand in form a haymaker of a swipe. His left hand would most likely turn the man into a rag doll once it connected with his right side.

Venus smirked at him as he explained the method behind his madness, a glance at the blue blinking lights made him all the more skeptical, but he was being kind of helpful, he could just follow him around making sure he didn’t mess with anybody, beyond kicking that little pyro out of his room. which, even if he wasn’t to blame for this sprinkler system going off, he was still troublesome.

“Big fights don’t tend to last too long around here, we tend to finish up pretty quick. And udging on who was yelling you might worry for whoever you brought with you.” He smiled winningly.

“exactly.”

Venus’s traced the little woman’s form at the door with his eyes, She was in cute pajamas with messy hair, she looked delightful. He continued to look her over, trailed from her legs to her slightly bare midriff and up some more. His eyes met her lips. “Nothing to worry over, sweetness. Everything will be ok, I’ll see to that.” He leaned on the wall next to her, his eyes still enchanted with the the soft tones of her skin. His eyes then met hers.

The giant of a man burst past him like a freight train, causing a cool-aid man image to flash into the energy hyped Saph's mind as he rammed into the wall. Heh. He didn't go right through it, though, because his tail stopped him.

Wait... His... tail? What ever, he didn't even ask questions anymore, And beside, he had some serious work to get done, it was best to just accept what ever he saw, and try to use it to his advantage... At the moment, though, the fact that his opponent had an extra limb at his disposal seemed like anything but an advantage. At least he would know to look out for it.

The man responded just like be predicted to the taunt, and closed in to swing some fists... Finally, just what he'd been hoping for. The first fist flew at him, and he felt it rush right above his head as he ducked in close, using his smaller size to his advantage... As the fist passed above him, something didn't feel right...

His sixth sense picked it up just like it should, of course, but... something was wrong. It felt as if the amount of force in the man's swing was... impossible. It was more than he could hold on his internal battery, and he could take a hit from a city bus. Nothing was that powerful. Nothing.

He must have been imagining it, right? Yeah. So, as the next shot came, this one aimed perfectly at his right side, he confidently placed a hand out to catch it... As it neared his hand, it's momentum growing, his eyes widened...

It made contact, and the whole Sanctuary's foundation shook violently for a moment as a loud CRACK echoed through the halls. It would appear as if an explosion had gone off right below the masked man's feet, concealing the area in front of the big red giant in a slowly settling ploom of dust...

He'd fallen to a knee... He was alive? Had he absorbed the force? No... He'd felt it pass through him, entering from his hand, and traveling all the way out of the bottom of his foot. It didn't feel good, like the energy he stored. It was like getting hit by a freaking taser!

His right hand pulsed in complaint from the hit, as did every part of his body the shot passed through... He had to say, though... what ever had happened, he had to use it to his advantage. It was still too dusty right now to make out anything but the shadow of the big man before him, but he was willing to bet big red hadn't ever seen someone survive an attack like that before.

He hoped the man would be surprised when a hand reached through the smoke to try and find it's way to his gut, where he would apply all of the energy he had left... The energy that he'd meant to kill Aura with... He hoped it would be enough to take the man out, but if this guy could take half as well as he could dish it out, it would only buy him some time.... And maybe toss him through a wall or two.

Cafas stared down Heinz, right in the eye, he refused to be intimidated into dropping the act purely because he was completely dwarfed by the mutant before him. "If I had brought someone with me, why on Earth would I be here talking to you, and not helping the poor fool? They brought whatever they gets on themselves, I'm staying out of it."

You're gonna die and it's gonna hurt.

A door swung open, a girl walked out. Target acquired! That was the girl Saph wanted out. Andrea? Yeah that was it. His gloves were on, his mask re applied Heinz turned to speak to the girl. There was a moment where nothing much was happening, and then, seemingly out of nowhere, the entire building shook, violently. Like a small earthquake with its epicenter in the foundations of the building.

Now or never.

Cafas dashed forward, darted in front of the girl, sunglasses on, a precaution Saph had told him to take. "We gotta get you out of here, okay? Just follow me, we're going outside to wait for them to give an all clear for the building." He pointed the girl towards the exit, gently grasped for her arm and made for the door.

OhGodOhGodOhGod

He really hoped Heinz didn't catch on, or try to stop him.

Sleepily rubbing at one eye, Andrea turned to the giant of a man first. He was in a rather undressed state, wearing pajama pants himself. Must have been woke up by all of the racket, as she had. It took her a moment for her mind to come to terms with how she should react to being called Sweetness. Her mind all but froze up, gears clanking and grinding to a halt, and her body was consumed in a flustered, nervous flush. It caught her off guard so much, that without thinking she raised her eyes and met his.

He didn't even move, just continued leaning against the wall as the other man started to speak. In her muddled state she didn't even realize she had used her power on him, and simply turned her flushed cheeks to the other.

>>"We gotta get you out of here, okay? Just follow me, we're going outside to wait for them to give an all clear for the building."

She nodded at first, allowing him to start to lead her off. He seemed honest enough, and the tremor that shook the floor was more than enough proof in her mind that something bad was happening. Not to far away, however, she glanced over her shoulder to where the other man was, and stopped. "Wait... we can't leave him if it is dangerous to be here!" She turned, attempting to weakly shake his hand off of her arm, attempting to head back. It would do nothing but weigh on her conscious if she left the man sitting there like a duck in water, while there was some kind of disaster going on.

Sloth, still wiggling around in a daze, had his eyes locked on the masked man. He could see two of him, and both of them were wobbling around so excitedly, that the big serpent just wanted to crawl on over and see what was going on. Maybe he tasted good? Maybe that was why he was dancing like that... The snake didn't know, but he leaned back from Andrea's shoulders anyway, toward the mans arm that had just been escorting them away...

Cafas stared back at Heinz who knew who he was. He was still standing still as a statue. Good, that would work to his advantage. The girl however, was not so interested in leaving him behind. She wiggled and protested. "No we have to get you out first, I'll come back for him, though I'm sure he'll be fine, I mean, look at him, not even nature would mess with him." Cafas kept them moving towards the exit, though the wiggling made it hard.

Why couldn't she just come quietly?

Like magic, as he thought that, things went from under control to not quite so under control (bit anti climactic...) as the girl broke free of his grip, attempting to go back and save the big red man. Cafas groped behind his back for a second, found something, grabbed it, and gave it a (somewhat too forceful) tug. Suddenly everything went rigid, then limp, then fell. There was a dull thud and Cafas turned around to find himself holding a serpent attached to the unconscious girl.

Saph is gonna kill me...

Quick as he could, Cafas bundled the girl into his arms and ran for the exit. there was a fight raging in the main lobby as he ran through, he didn't pay it much heed but to subtly toss a stone at the more metal clad of the two combatants, admittedly clumsily given he was carrying a full grown girl, who he shifted to a fireman carry as he burst through the golden door cavity into the outside air.

Final part of the plan, home stretch.

He was down the stairs and through the crowd in no time, not many sparing their sights from the fight to see him carry the girl down the street a little, hail a cab, take one last look at the scene of the crime, and disappear towards the Xavier Sister School for Gifted Youngsters.

What the hell has my life come to?

For a moment he thought he turned the man into dust, he expect an impact of the mans remains to go through the wall and the remnants of his corpse to be left on his hand…he did not think the man would turn to dust.

He blinked the dust out of his eyes and sure enough he was gone. He was confused as to why he turned to dust, but he was a mutant and mutants did weird things. Maybe his blood was made out of dust or…

Abyss had just enough time to look down before the hand of the man that was supposed to be dust connected with him. Damn. The body of the large red man flew through several walls, the force of the mass accelerated through the building was more than a match for the walls.

Mercury set up to look at the Abyss sized whole in one wall and followed its destructive path through part of his closet and the opposite wall. It was like he was Volleyball that had been spiked from the lobby into the interior. His eyes peered through the wreckage with a glare.

Across the hall Abyss slammed through the doorway and smashed into the comedically small card table between Mars Saturn and Roach. Abyss laid there in a discombobulated stupor. He did manage to get a single phrase to his brothers before he passed out.

“Kill him.”

Mars looked to Saturn. “ I fold.” he would suggest that Roach helped, The smaller version was nearly indestructible, but if something could punch Abyss that hard he wouldn't give bad orders, if the man wanted to help, it was up to him.

Saturn looked to Roach. “Fold, the pot is yours Roach..”

Mercury was already climbing through the war path towards the lobby with a similar expression as Abyss had upon seeing Aura, the look in his eyes could only be described as Wild. Saturn began to chase Mercury through the Walls.

Mars walked calmly to Jupiter’s room. Tapped lightly “ Fight in the lobby Abyss is down, get there. He then Calmly started walking to the garage. He hopped on a bike and began to circle the building.
Jupiter came running from his room bottle of whiskey still in his hand. He ran through the hallway passing the destruction zone. Taking the path that one would normally take to get to the lobby.

Venus stood at the door frame with a half smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye, His peripheral vision catching the woman coming back for him and then falling to the eyes of the snake in her hair. He hoped this wore off soon so he could chase them down. For now though…he’d study this lovely door frame.

Pluto was in a cab of a mutant he had met once or twice before, He always knew where you wanted to go and didn't charge you for the ride, The guy was definitely his favorite cabby in town. He even seemed to know that he was in a hurry, or he drove like every other cabby in this town, time was money after all.

Roach looked at his newest hand... seven two off suit. Curses! He was going to lose for sure!

And then a giant red man flew through the door, crushed the table, and lay there. Roach tilted his head a little bit, shrugged, and started gathering his chips from the floor quickly as Mars and Saturn folded.

"Oh, look at the time! I think I left the dog in the oven, and I really should walk the pot roast. Time for this Roach to bug out, methinks!"

Normally, he would be game to defend this place, but something had just hit one of the big red men hard enough for him not to get up... That kind of thing would leave him a splat on a wall, and being a splat meant not being able to make a new him. He didn't like regular dying... Permanent dying sounded even less fun. Besides, if a large group of big red men couldn't handle the situation, then Christmas was over for everyone anyways. Wait, what was going on? Oh yeah! He was just leaving!

"Well, next week, same time? I've been working on a wicked captain sparrow!"

So, with a subset of arms full of chips, and a wave goodbye to the disappearing Abyss clones, he skittered off to find the back door.

It had all happened so fast. He'd been hit way too hard, he hadn't died, almost by instinct he struck back, and he felt the man fly back with a great burst of speed. He coughed from the dust in his lungs as he slowly climbed to his feet, the whole pathway the energy took on the way through his body complaining the whole time... Damn, that guy was made of something unreal. He'd certainly felt one whole object fly away from him; any other living being would have been torn to pieces by a his like that.

When the dust cleared, he looked down to see what almost looked like a little crater, with a crack leading from his sunken left foot, running deep into the foundation... It was just like it felt... The man's hit went right through him, and into the ground.

It made sense, really. His body had a way of working with him like that. It seemed like this was just another one of it's funky rules, like the fact that his right side seemed to have a knack for turning toward a heavy punch if he didn't have the sense to resist it. He had a feeling fighting against monsters like this, he might have to learn to take advantage of it quick. Still, he'd taken care of this guy, and everything looked clear... All he had to do was find Andrea or find out if his partner in crime'd had any luck and get out of there; he'd missed Cafas heading through while the dust cleared.

The Judge walked over to slowly collect his hammer when he felt something coming... Something just as big as the red guy he'd just hit. "Damn, you really are a glutton for punishment, aren't y-" The fact that he felt more large objects moving behind the first shut him up. "... You gotta be f@$@in kidding me..."

He slowly moved to the center of the room, smacking his right knee cap with the large metal sledge hammer with every step. He looked up just as Mercury came through the hole he'd made with Abyss...

"Alright, then... Bring it on." He was crazy if he thought he would survive much more of this; he hoped Cafas was almost done back there, because he was going to have to run away very fast, very soon.

Mars shot Roach a look as they both headed in the same direction. “ I can’t say I blame you. If this does go wrong the order is going to need someone to help get it back in order. Be that man Roach, survive and see that the purpose doesn’t end with whatever managed to hurt Abyss. if they were putting Abyss on his butt, then how long would it take him to do it five more times. He had no idea who it was they were dealing with.


“No ******** Joke.” Mercury landed in the destroyed lobby. “Today’s date is going on your tombstone.” He leaned forward and bared his teeth. Sharp, white and predatory, every last one. For years, he and the other clones had been stuck in Avello’s mind watching as they tortured Abyss, to see his limits, to see his response time, and none of them wanted anything more than to be able to strike out at those that hurt their brother. Well they were out of the void now. and now those who crossed the line could be punished. Severly. His tail lashed forward, hoping to send him into the street and out of the sanctuary. It had seen enough damage. If that one one missed he would simply have to keep swinging until he accomplished his goal.

Saturn emerged from the wreckage grimacing. Mercury was attacking with a purpose, which was good. He walked calmly to the desk and wiped the dust from the screen. He picked up a pen from Lisa’s things and began poking the keys with it to ensure he wouldn’t push too many keys at once.

The emergency alarm turned off. He then sent out a text from Lisa’s id. Reds handling situation in lobby, secure the rest of the facility if possible.

Jupiter rushed in to the lobby from the other direction and they followed Mercury’s lead , helping force the fool into the street where he would surely die.

Mars pulled a large black van around the corner and parked it across from the sanctuary. He opened the side door and sat to watch and wait for the fight to come out to him. he brought the van to dispose of the body. A few concrete blocks and a trip to the Hudson was the short order of this man’s future.

Pluto’s cab cruised toward the Sanctuary at a steady pace now that they had broken away from a wreck that happened a few blocks ago. Pluto was torn. Who was he going to help here, if it was the xmen, surely they would be there to rectify some situation the order had caused. Right? He was fighting for justice now wasn’t he? Could he sit and watch his brother’s murder more people with good hearts? He looked down at the text...they were handling the situation. some one was being hurt right now. they needed his help.

“No ******** Joke. Today’s date is going on your tombstone."

The Judge scoffed, and spit out the wittiest thing he could think of while he prepared for the oncoming onslaught. "Yeah, and underneath that it'll say: Died laughing as he beat up a bunch of red guys." He couldn't help but grin underneath his mask... Honestly, though, he was pretty damned sure he couldn't win this fight... Against one, maybe two of them? Sure, but these freaking things were popping out of the wood works left and right! There was no hint that any of them was weaker than the first, either. He had to get out of there.

Apparently the one before him agreed, as he prepared to attack. In response, the judge switched his hammer to his right hand, and braced himself.

He felt the tail lashing out at him is it started it's arc, and noticed that it didn't have the umph the strong, thick arms did; it was more than enough to kill someone, mind you, just not enough to completely turn them into goo. He tilted his hammer to block it's path, and absorbed the force from the blow. Still, the force was so great he found himself knocked back toward the door. His arm tingled up to the elbow from the force he'd absorbed from the first blow, and the second wasn't far behind; he found his back at the knocked down door opening... And then the second red guy joined in. It was all he could do to fling himself back to avoid the two monsters crushing him.

He landed at the bottom of the steps leading up to the Sanctuary, right bottom cheek first, his hammer still clutched in his hand... "Man... These guys really eat their Wheaties, don't they?" He mumbled under his breath as he slowly climbed to his feet.

"That the hardest you can hit? I've taken worse from school girls." He had, actually... Long story.

“No, it isn’t the hardest we can hit, just tapping you lightly to get you out here, instead of in there.” Jupiter shook his head at the Judge. “Miyamoto says that one should look at every fight as his last, I am glad you can laugh in light of your fate.”

Mercury like a wolf slowly circled the judge and Saturn filled in the last slot as Mars moved in from the back. Unless this boy could fly, he was in a whole world of hurt, and from what they saw he would live to feel it. Mars didn’t envy him that at all.

Jupiter moved in lunging towards him and striking out with a left right left combo, Mercury came in from the other side with a solid kick aimed at the lower spine. Laugh at him and see if you didn’t regret it later.
Mars and Saturn moved in calmly cautiously, they would react as needed if those two didn’t take him apart. They would observe, learn and pinpoint a weakness if he lived to see the weakness become relevant.
Pluto’s cab continued to drive quickly down the road. There was nothing more frustrating than racing toward something, and not knowing what that something was, was he going to save his family or was he going to thwart them…. his brow furrowed in frustration.