This is set at the beginning of the 4th season of Evo and the beginning of the 2nd season of EMH. Please tell me what you think :P
"We appreciate your assistance with rounding up the rouge Mutate." An MRD officer said with a satisfied smile as Wasp and Panther led a restrained and power dampened Whirlwind into the Facility.
"Oh it was no problem, really just a half-hearted effort from him this time! I beat him in what?" She turned to ask Whirlwind "Fifty seconds flat this time? A new record!"
Whirlwind gave the cheerful woman a glare before muttering obscenities at her.
"You should have been able to catch him much faster, my friend. I believe you are losing your touch." Panther said, a small smirk underneath his mask.
"Haha, well, some of em can put up a bit of a fight. This new guy we got, fer example, took down at least six of our men before we sprayed him."
"Sprayed him?" Wasp asked, both her and Panther were ignoring the now struggling Whirlwind, as though they were trying to add more insult to injury.
"New thing we've got, a type of knock out gas that only affects muties. Stuffs fermented Pow-R8 or something." The man said with a grin. "Dead useful, got about fifty people with it, but this guy used to be an X-man or something, you know, the mutant terrorists? Yeah, it was a pretty big deal."
Before either Avenger could say much about the new gas, a blaring sound came through the speaker, as well as one of the alarm lights flashing red.
A wave of MRD men rushed past, their backs towards the three and firing their guns.
"Sir!" Called out a man "we're under attack! The-" He was able to gasp out before he fell to the floor, a red beam having hit his chest.
"Richards!" The MRD Captain exclaimed before turning to Wasp and Panther, "I hate to ask but-"
"Already on it!" Wasp exclaimed, her hands glowing a bright yellow and shrinking down, beside her Panther had gotten into a fighting stance, his vibranium daggers at the ready.
"X-Men! Head out!" A man with a red visor and black suit called, running towards the exit, pausing only to blast a few more beams from his visor. Behind him was four others, a man that seemed to be covered head to toe in plates of a sort, a red haired woman in green and black, a woman with a white streak down her hair and almost ill looking pale skin, and a white haired woman of African complexion.
Black Panthers eye's widened.