"Mister Blood Rayvin... do you have any comment?" Blood Raven, or Rayvin Mitchels as we more commonly know him was having his first encounter with the media after his new found fame. "How do you feel being the new public image of mutants? Being part of this new group. 'Team Mutant X: Rogue Warriors' has thrust you into the public face." Rayvin looked overwhelmed. Jennifer McNaulty or The Widow as she's come to call herself. Stepped infront of him.
"His name is Rayvin, and he's got no comment. We're all very proud to be in the spot we're in. But if we could please have some time... we're trying to shop. Kevin doesnt like it very much when he's confined by large groups of talkative people... He gets angry really easily. You should all know this, he's code named 'Rage' for a reason." Jennifer just smiled as she lead the group on. Patricia Underwood, or Hurricane as she was more commonly known. The only remaining member of the original Team Mutant X hugged her boyfriend and lover closely.
Rage was a bit off from the group. He just kept to himself even moreso since Duane and James passed on. He took the two deaths the worst surprisingly. And he couldnt exactally look to Vincent for a guy to listen. Rayvin was always meditating, and even though he'd listen it wasnt exactally the same. Hurricane was always with Rayvin and to this day he'd not really gotten to know her. And Jennifer had always scared him. The only girl from the team that he'd felt truly comfortable was Lauren, The late James's Wife, otherwise known as Energizer. She was like a sister to Kevin and now he felt like he had nobody.
Distracted in a book store. Vincent was checking to see if there was anything worth investing in. Somewhat pleased by the fact that he scared the media too much for them to hound him like they did the rest of the team. He generally had peace and quiet compared to the rest of the team. He had a Stephen King novel and an a sci-fi novel from a new unknown author that looked interesting. If it was good enough to get published. It was worth a few hours of vincent's time to read the thing.
The team had a few drastic changes overall. The original team of Duane, Jennifer, James, Rayvin and Kevin had saved the world, and gained world wide creditation for stopping Deftain. Now composed of 5 members, 2 of which new. They'd donned the name "TMX: The Rogue Warriors." and Jennifer, Kevin, Vincent, Rayvin and Patricia were the new team of the day. Their fame had not only brought them opertunities that they'd never dreampt of before. But also made them imfamous. Facist organizations and power mad mutants have constantly felt the need to test this new TMX yet the results have continuously been the same.
Insetead of hiding in underground bunkers, safehouses and appartment buildings. They now had a fancy skyscraper all to themselves. The upper floors held their quarters, training grounds, and other necesseties. The lower floors they held open for buisnesses, and their building is booming utopia of buisness and a statement of their newfound power. Also a signal of their newfound responsibilities.
Jennifer walked into the book store and blinked. A blonde haired man looked strangely familiar. But as he turned to face her and walk to the counter. His gut, and lack of goatee, was unfortunately not the man Jennifer was hoping it would be. "Vincent?" she asked curiously as she walked upto him. "You okay?"
Vincent's eyes were shut. He could see the president, reading a peice of paper, then the white house, one of the few monuments of america's history being obliterated by something. "Its nothing... Probably another dud vision. I've been having them frequently lately."
Jennifer just nodded. "Buy your books, we're heading home. Kevin wants to make lasagne but we dont trust him all that much so we're ordering chineses food, you in?"
Vincent just nodded. "S-sure, Listen, I'll catch up with you guys. I still got some running around I need to do."
Jennfier nodded and turned around. "Okay Vincent, I'll tell the others..." She was slightly worried for Vincent. He had been having headaches and visions all over the place lately. But he said none of them made any sense. Not to him anyway, he never really explained them so the rest of the group just went with Vincent's word.
Vincent was a bit worried, he thought back to two weeks ago when his odd dreams and visions started. His very first one was very like this. He was at the mall with his team. And this odd entitiy attacked the mall. That was the only thing that was missing at this point. He walked out of the bookstore and looked up. A shatter of a section of the glass ceiling being shattered and the screams of many of the people as they ran from the falling being. Vincent blinked as in his civillian clothes he wasnt nearly as intimidating. Black jeans a black button up shirt, the first few buttons undone and his sleaves rolled up.
The being looked in-human to say the least. Yellow, with blue energies surging around it like electricity or something. It shot a beam at this statue and the statue began to fall. Kevin blinked as he looked up, distracted solely by the being he missed a few clicks that this statue was falling, getting in a position to catch the statue, it practically crushed him into the ground when it fell on him.
"Kevin!" Jennifer screamed as she noticed Kevin get crushed by this statue from a ways away. She sprinted over to his side. She saw Vincent proceeding towards this being he pulled a small rod out of his pocket, It began to glow green, it extended to a 6 foot long staff but then the blade on the end curved out and his scythe was in his hands.
"I dont know what you are, or where you came from... but your train stops here." Vincent said as he stalked towards the being as if this was natural occurence. Jennifer was trying to pry the rock off of Rage, and Hurricane and Rayvin were soon to arrive on the scene.
Jennifer screamed at Rayvin, she was worried. She had no hope of getting the giant boulder off rage. "Guys! Help! Rage is trapped under here!"
Rayvin rushed over to Jennifer and the boulder. "I dont know what that thing is..." he said before drawing his two swords from behind his back sheathes. "But its going to tell its friends that they're not welcome..."
And sure enough two more of these yellow and blue glowing... things arrived on the scene. Hurricane turned and looked. "Uh guys..." She tapped Jennifer on the shoulder and pointed. Jennifer just groaned.
"Oh, mother of god!"Hurricane tapped Jennifer on the shoulder and looked "Uh Jen... dearie, we got company. Hurricane stood up and Jennfier lifted her shirt a bit drawing two daggers. Throwing one it stalled one of them, but he started glowing more. Jennifer threw the other one at the thing and it stopped for a bit, before blasting a large blast of some sort of energy at Jen; knocking her back a good 30 feet into a wall.
Hurricane stood up in defiance, a gust of wind lifting her into the air. "That is just about enough. Crush rage, shame on you.. shoot Jen, shame on me!" She sent a gust of wind at the two beings that threw them up and through the roof.
The rock that encased Rage began to rumble a bit. A light emmited from under the light and soon Rage, with his glowing aura lifted the large boulder and threw it at the being that shot it. Vincent barely had time to backtrack before the destracted foe was crushed like an insect. "Dont fuck with me!" Rage announced. "COMEON!" He yelled.
Rayvin sheathed his swords again. "Comeon... there may be more of them." He said walking down the mall...
Jennifer was listening to a TV that was showing the news. She couldnt really listen. "What the fuck?" She couldnt believe it. "Guys..."
She ran over to the TV set, and the rest of the rogue warriors followed. The news reported tried her best to remain professional although shaken. "Three world monuments have been destroyed by, what we can confirm officially as extra terrestrials." The reporter continued. "The destruction started roughly about 8:30 AM when the sperical aircraft was reported hovering over Paris, a orange beam emmited from this aircraft and proceeded to destroy it. Then at rougly 2:45 this afternoon a similar aircraft was spotted over in India, The Taj Mahal was the second target of these terrorists. Than just moments ago, at 4:40 the white house was the latest target of these alien terror-"
The picture was cut off. And in its place stood a large man, his skin was blue he was a mammoth of a person. His muscled bulged out like they were seperate from his body. He had small spikes on his skull, his hands only had three fingers. He spoke with a machine like, sort of echoed voice. "Citizens of Planet 402631 or as you know it, Earth. I am Proseous. And I have one demand. Surrender your planet to the Alliance of Crisis. Or be assimilated. Your resistance will result in your death..."
And all of a sudden the screne just went blue. Jennifer just blinked. "Holy moly! What.. what are we gonna do?" The surrounding people of the mall were looking at them, for answers. A little boy looked at Rage. "You're going to stop those aliens... right?" Rage just smirked and nodded to the little boy. "You betcha'".
Rage looked over to Rayvin and Jennifer, who decided they would be the co-leaders of the team when they reformed. He raised an eyebrow. Jennifer just walked off and notioned for her team to follow her. "This is just great. Three world monuments destroyed in one day by a fascist alien dictator. We have to put a stop to this."
It was snowing in russia on this day in November. And there was a plan that they had to follow. The six men dressed in black stormed in formation upto a church. Duane Bannts, or Kindred as more commonly known was leading the new mutant task force he was apart of by force. Simply named "Team Omega". Duane looked back. A huge black man in a t-shirt, leather jaket and black jeans held an assault rifel. Behind him, two sleeker looking men in full leather body suits. Both with swords sheathed on their backs and jet black sunglasses covering their eyes. The last man wore a black cape and a similar black bodysuit. His gloves had metal bracers that ran up his arms.
Duane's hair wasn't cut but they made him dye it black, a look he didnt really like but wasnt in any position to argue about. He wore a mask that covered his eyes and went around his mouth. He had a custom leather body suit with two hip side gun holsters, a sword sheathe on his back and an ankle sheath for a knife. He wore a black leather trenchcoat overtop of the form fitting uniform. "Okay Boys... Our dog is inside that church, lets get this over and done with preferably sooner than later? Sound good?"
He looked at the large brick church. "Overhaul, get that rifel ready, hopefully we'll down this hairy fuck and get out of here in time to catch happy hour, eh?" The mammoth black man nodded and proceeded as swiftly as he was large, He positioned himself adjecent to the door. Duane looked to the two identically dressed men. "Hack, Slash, there is a window up there. I trust you two will be able to enter." They nodded and linked arms, then vanished from sight. The last man looked at Duane. "Im staying with you..." Duane groaned. "I do not need a babysitter." The large man who looked more like a superhero rather than a mutant covert-ops team member disagreed.
"General Lassiter's orders." The man said simply. Duane nodded. "Okay then Xander... lets get going." And he proceeded towards the door of the church. Using the communications radio they had uplinked in their suits. "Everyone in position?" he heard Hack and Slash give their confirmations. "Okay boys, we know the game plan, lets get this over with."
He looked to the Xander "After you?" However he shook his head. "This is your team to lead, Mister Bannts." Duane nodded with a groan. Looking to the door as he readied. "Team, ready... go!" He screamed as he kicked open the front door.
The creaky wooden door nearly fell of its hinges as result of Duane's thunderous kick. Inside the church it was empty, and it smelled moist... something was going on in this church and he didnt want to know about it. "Hack, Slash, come in..." he said quickly, notioning to Overhaul to check the left side, and for Xander to check the right as Duane progressed around the middle. "We've lost contact. Im going to check the upper levels."
Duane wandered behind the altar and crawled up the steps. He simply stalked up the steps. No matter how silent he tried to be, the old wooden steps would've allerted the presence of a ghost. He heard the yelling of two people as he recognized Hack and Slash, Slash flying at him as he crouched under him. Hack was trying his best to not be overwhelmed by the giant wolf-man. Duane drew his sword and stalked upto the werewolf. He was about to slash at it but its giant arm swung around and slammed Duane in the head, knocking him directly to the ground like a dart.
"He's on the upper fl-" was all he could get off before dodging a thunderous punch from the werewolf that caused his communicator to be crushed. Duane sat up but the Werewolf was leaping, thrusting himself through the wall. He yelled. "Overhaul! Rifel now!" Overhaul ran over to the hole left by the werewolf and he lined it up as it ran off at amazing speed.
"Now now fuzzy, just hold... still!" The thunderous blast from the rifel left a ringing in Duane's ears. Through the scope Overhaul watched as the Werewolf hit the ground, headshot, perfect. Duane looked "Hack, Slash... go check to see if its finished. We'll corall at our entry point. I believe this mission was a success."
Hack and Slash vanished again and appeared by the downed werewolf. Xander had his wrist to his ear. "Rendevous is waiting for us... apparently our presense is needed back at HQ." Xander said as he walked off.
Duane looked at Overhaul and sighed. "I really dont like that guy."
Overhauled shrugged as he put his rifel over his shoulder. "Well... I really like living. I'll put up with anybody as long as I get to keep doing what Im doing." Duane thought that only one person had a beter shot with a rifel than he did. Duane stood up and followed overhaul. As far as he was concerned, this first mission was a success.