-The streets of Bayville-
St. John crawled along the ground, his arms outstretched in search of something that may aid in his situation.
Fury walked over to the boy and kneeled down beside him, "You looking for this kid?" he held St. John's lighter inches away from his face. He attempted to snatch it out of Fury's hand but it was quickly swept away from his desperate grasp. Fury chuckled as he took another drag from his cigar.
St. John turned and lied on his back, "Gimme that loihghter and we'll see who'll be laughin' Mate."
Fury shook his head and picked the boy up by his new shirt collar. He then flung him into a near by building and pinned him there, "You shouldn't be playing with fire anyways." He delivered a knee to his mid-section and left St. John leaning against the wall.
St. John stood up tall and strong as Fury crossed his arms, "Play with fire?" he asked in a menacing voice, "Oih'm Pyro, Mutant master of fire! Oih don't play with fire…" He began concentrating all his will and left over energy, "Oih command fire."
Suddenly Fury's cigar exploded and he was knocked back several feet. He quickly regained his composure and ran towards St. John ready to give another savage beating. St. John closed his eyes. He exhausted every source of flame in his vicinity. All that was left to do was wait, because he had proven his point, any flame is dangerous around Pyro, so wait he did. For a much longer time than he expected. When he finally decided to open his eyes, he saw Freddy with Fury picked up over his head and Todd walking toward St. John intending to help.
Freddy smirked at the general, "Why don't you try fightin' me? Why don't you try fightin' your own battles? Why don't you try pushin' someone who'll push back?" Finally Freddy tossed him into a near by dumpster.
Todd helped support St. John's weight, "Well mate, suddenly oih have a cravin' for oihce-cream." The other two boys laughed at their comrade in arms.
-Meanwhile in the park-
Wanda looked on as her twin brother stared down the two raven-haired teens. She was conflicted. Several questions immediately bombarded her mind. Could she risk sending out hex energy with her brother standing right there? Would it do any good to just stay still? Did Pietro have a plan of his own?
She blinked and suddenly all three were gone, "Pietro?" She frantically looked around for any trace of the fight. She took a step forward and saw a white fist coming toward her, but it was almost immediately deflected by her brother's hand.
Wanda was becoming increasingly frustrated with her current situation, "Pietro stay still and let me blast something!" he command fell on deaf ears as Pietro continued his fight.
-Pietro's speed-
Pietro sped around the park attempting to keep the twins away from his sister. He was having a difficult time dealing with both twins at the same time.
Jean-Paul ran in straight line towards Wanda, "Left her wide open!"
Pietro smirked and ran towards the man who had a similar build to his own, "The day I lose a race is the day Wanda finds out Jean and I…"
He was cut off as Jeanne-Marie stepped in front of his path, "You can't be in two places at once Maximoff."
-Normal speed-
Wanda smirked as she noticed two blurs struggling against each other, "About time little brother." She focused her hex energy and released the blast at the third blur. To her surprise Jean-Paul easily maneuvered around it. Thinking quickly she pent up her hex energy in her body and gave herself a fiery blue aura. When Jean-Paul threw his punch he was immediately over taken by Wanda's immense power and rendered unconscious.
-Pietro's speed-
Pietro smiled at his sister's ingenuity. He then pushed his adversary to the ground and chuckled.
Jeanne-Marie quickly got back to her feet, "What are you laughing at!"
Pietro smirked, "You're no where near as fast as I am."
She began to grind her teeth and sped towards him throwing several punches in vain, "Stay still!" She grew increasingly frustrated as her fists failed to connect with his body.
Pietro examined his fingernails; "There's no challenge anymore," he effortlessly dodged another onslaught of punches, "I'm tired of playing with you."
Her face grew red with anger, "Then fight back coward!"
"I know it's not classy to hit girls," he threw a right cross and knocked her out, "But who ever said I was classy?" he then picked up her unconscious body.
-Several seconds later back at the park-
Wanda kicked Jean-Paul's unconscious body. Just as Pietro appeared in front of her with Jeanne-Marie in his arms. He dropped her next to her brother, and Wanda hugged him.
After they pulled apart from the hug she punched him in the arm, "Owe! What was that for?"
She glared at him, "Next time have a plan," she placed her hands on her hips, "Now speed me home."
Pietro stared at the twins, "If you don't mind I'd like to walk home."
Wanda rolled her eyes, "So how did you know they had super speed?"
They began walking back to the institute side by side, "Well breaking the sound barrier isn't as easy as it looks," He was promptly hexed to the ground for his sarcasm, "Oh hey a penny!"
-Several minutes later in the mansion-
Hallways had been destroyed, the banisters of the stairs lie in ruin, furniture had been totally obliterated. But now the daughters of Mastermind had moved their fight into the kitchen.
Martinique threw her sister onto the kitchen table, "You should have never quit training."
Regan looked through her dazed eyes, "And end up a cold selfish bitch like you?"
Martinique began to grind her teeth, "If it wasn't for you our father might still be alive!"
Regan kicked her in the stomach from her perch a top the table; "He died trying to get you away from the life you lead. Away from being somebody's lackey!"
She leapt on top of Regan and began punching her in the face, "I'm stronger than you! I'm more experienced than you! And I'm more powerful than you!"
"Well it's a good thing we fight dirty," Martinique looked over her shoulder just as one of the kitchen chairs made contact with her back. Her limp body fell to the floor, "Welcome to the family."
Regan looked up at her savior and leapt into his arms, "You saved me again."
Lance smiled and enjoyed the hug, "Yeah cause you're worth saving."
Regan took a step back and looked at her husband in confusion, "But how did you overcome her illusions?"
Lance moved some of his hair to reveal the device he had liberated from Sebastian, "I knew it would come in handy eventually," he kissed her, and held onto her for several minutes, but then became very serious as he examined and took into account all the damage that had been done, "Dammit."
"She's gone," Lance turned his attention to the spot where Regan was looking, a spot that should have been occupied with Martinique's unconscious body, "She must have run off."
-Several minutes later on the street of Bayville-
Fury finally pulled himself out of the dumpster. He landed on his feet and immediately began dusting himself off.
He walked back into the street, "Damn kids," a vein began pulsating in his forehead, "Should have just ordered a tactical air strike on that damn jeep." Fury made his way to the street and came in contact with a tall athletic man. He wore a black suit with a black button-up shirt and a black tie. His raven-black hair was long and pulled into a tight ponytail.
The man walked towards Fury and smirked, "You no longer have an interest in those individuals. They bested you tonight, and you shall return home to honor your deals mortal." Fury's eye flashed red and he nodded. He walked to where Dani lie and picked her up to walk off into the night. The man nodded, "No mortal can resist the might of Blackheart."
