4.75 miles from the Wyoming Concentration Camp. A man sits atop a RV,
watching the battle at the camp through a pair of binoculars. He is Tom
Savant, aka Warp, a member of the Vigilantes with the power to teleport
anything with in a 5 mile radius. His only job in this mission was to get
the team in and out, along with the rescued mutants.
Above him he hears the sound of helicopter blades. Many helicopter blades. Glancing up, he spots a formation of 7 Black Hawk helicopters approaching the base, armed with a wide variety of weapons.
"Ooooh, no you don't," he whispers, instantly teleporting all seven of the military helicopters into solid earth approximately 3 miles down, where they'd have a good long time to think things over. 7 helicopter shaped lumps of dirt appear in the helicopter's place, before falling to earth; the only sign that the helicopters had ever been there.
Back at the Camp. Chamber and Shadowcat stand at the entryway to the cells, where the mutants are held captive. Chamber stands guard, occasionally releasing blasts of psionic energy at any guards who approach them. Shadowcat stands at the keypad, her hand inside the wall manipulating the doorway mechanism. As they work, Mystique joins them. This is her part of the mission too.
The door springs to life, sliding open and giving the three mutant commandos entry. Mystique changes her shape to that of a guard before entering, while Chamber and Shadowcat remain outside. A device manufactured by Forge, under duress, generates an electromagnetic field that disables any usage of mutant powers in the facility. Mystique will be stuck in the guards form as long as she remains inside.
Walking authoritatively down the hallway past scurrying guards and blaring alarm klaxons, Mystique enters the command room of the facility. She draws no notice from the other personnel in the room, who are all too busy checking readouts and security monitors to pay her any mind.
"Good.good," she whispers to herself, edging slowly towards the panel which controls the field generator, "keep watching the battle.don't mind me."
Mystique cuts the power to the generator, a loud hum filling the air as she does so. One of the personnel turns and notices her for the first time, but a bullet pierces his skull right between the eyes before he has time to yell. Mystique stands still, smoking pistol raised. The rest of the personnel in the room quickly meet a similar fate.
Chamber and Shadowcat rush past the control room as Mystique exits. She falls in behind them, jogging towards the cell at the end of the hallway. There is a name etched above the doorway, the only sign that anyone is inside. It reads Charles Xavier.
Above him he hears the sound of helicopter blades. Many helicopter blades. Glancing up, he spots a formation of 7 Black Hawk helicopters approaching the base, armed with a wide variety of weapons.
"Ooooh, no you don't," he whispers, instantly teleporting all seven of the military helicopters into solid earth approximately 3 miles down, where they'd have a good long time to think things over. 7 helicopter shaped lumps of dirt appear in the helicopter's place, before falling to earth; the only sign that the helicopters had ever been there.
Back at the Camp. Chamber and Shadowcat stand at the entryway to the cells, where the mutants are held captive. Chamber stands guard, occasionally releasing blasts of psionic energy at any guards who approach them. Shadowcat stands at the keypad, her hand inside the wall manipulating the doorway mechanism. As they work, Mystique joins them. This is her part of the mission too.
The door springs to life, sliding open and giving the three mutant commandos entry. Mystique changes her shape to that of a guard before entering, while Chamber and Shadowcat remain outside. A device manufactured by Forge, under duress, generates an electromagnetic field that disables any usage of mutant powers in the facility. Mystique will be stuck in the guards form as long as she remains inside.
Walking authoritatively down the hallway past scurrying guards and blaring alarm klaxons, Mystique enters the command room of the facility. She draws no notice from the other personnel in the room, who are all too busy checking readouts and security monitors to pay her any mind.
"Good.good," she whispers to herself, edging slowly towards the panel which controls the field generator, "keep watching the battle.don't mind me."
Mystique cuts the power to the generator, a loud hum filling the air as she does so. One of the personnel turns and notices her for the first time, but a bullet pierces his skull right between the eyes before he has time to yell. Mystique stands still, smoking pistol raised. The rest of the personnel in the room quickly meet a similar fate.
Chamber and Shadowcat rush past the control room as Mystique exits. She falls in behind them, jogging towards the cell at the end of the hallway. There is a name etched above the doorway, the only sign that anyone is inside. It reads Charles Xavier.