The city was quiet and Rayvin was fearful. He walked along the street with a blissful grace that met along with a determined demeanor. Looking back at Rage and Hurricane, he wasnt completely sure if he wanted to go on. He just felt so unsure of everything. But the aliens had captured two of his team and he was focused to get them back, regardless of the odds.
"I dont like the look of this," Rayvin commented hesitantly as he looked again to Hurricane and Rage.
It was as if he was entering a hellzone. Buildings were broken and on fire. It looked like a wasteland or a war torn village. It was hard for him to feel optimistic about finding the headquarters in one peice. He wasn't liking this situation but he wasnt going to show weakness, even if times were at their worst. James never showed weakness, and Rayvin wanted to set a similar example. Afterall, he was the new leader. And he had to make sure he set a worthy example for the rest of his team.
Rage looked up, growing frustrated with the situation. He too was feeling slightly pessimistic about things. "Fuck this shit, honestly lets steal parts! I can build a new one, it'd take, a few days, maximum." He was confident in his abilities when it came to computers.
Hurricane shook her head "I hardly think you will find millions of dollars of computer equipment in a thrift or dollar store, besides, we dont have a few days. Plus, Future Shop doesnt exactally have technology that is above standard just sitting in the shelf."
Rage shrugged in response, "But Future Shop has enough of what I need that If I were to just combine its capasaties, say turn 3 proccessors into one. It may work. Im not sure but hey, a man can dream, cant he?"
Rayvin stuck up his finger suddenly to silence Rage and Hurricane, a 'shh' escaped his lips. He looked ahead and proceeded onward.
The street was silent and most likely empty as far as Rage was concerned. The power was out and the street was equally dark as it was quiet. Closing his eyes he clenched his fists and began to breathe slowly. Focusing his rage was an acute process and it was a spectical as Hurricane saw it. To her, Rage was so mild mannored that it seemed so odd that he harnessed such strength and power. But weither she liked it or not, Rage was one of the most powerful mutants alive.
His breathing was focused as he brought forth everything in his mind that made him angry; bad singing, info-mercials, whiney people, bitchy girls, girls in general, stupidity, bad music, losing. His list went on in his mind as he shortened it down as he felt it building. Board Games, Jeopardy, nerds, goths, aliens... ALIENS!
Like a spark of life his aura consumed him. It was as if he was becomming covered in a firey anima. Bright red and excentuating his rage. Lighting the immediate area as if it were an emerging inferno. Growing with every milimeter of his body that it covered before it consumed it all. He was now active as far as his power was concerned. His controlled rage had its advantage, it didnt tire him out as much as opposed to an emmotionally enduced rage. That was uncontrollable and violent.
Hurricane stood in temporary awe, wowing as she watched slightly distracted. His rage process was captivating and interesting. No other powers she'd seen just showed so much raw power and energy. "That never seises to amaze me."
Rage smirked as the blaze gave his face a slightly demonic texture with the shadows. It gave him this truly angry appearance. "Now you just have to convince every other woman that..."
"I see you havent lost your sense of humor, or atleast, your light-heartedness." Hurricane mentioned with a smile. She looked to rayvin as he began to speak.
"Quiet you two..." Rayvin said, this time he palmed a shirken as he spoke. Stalking forward and approaching whatever it was that was irritating his senses. Stalking towards an alleyway, more silent than the crackle of the few errant fires. With a toss of his arm, he released the shirken. A shriek was heard from afar as Rayvin obviously hit the target with excellent accuracy.
The trio approached, Rages aura lit up the area, and the person that was now stuck to the wall thanks to the shuriken. The person looked both relieved and scared at the very same time as it took him a few moments to realize that they were the good guys. "There is aliens, all over the place... " the voice spoke, it was just a boy, homeless. Couldnt be older than 15. He was horrified, regardless of who found him at this peticular time.
Rayvin spoke quickly after removing his shuriken from the wall, freeing the boys coat. "Find shelter, find somewhere where you know you'll be safe." He looked around, realizing soon after that he wasnt too sure how easily that could be accomplished.
"I have no home..." the boy spoke weakly, holding back tears as it was obviously a sensitive subject.
Hurricane noticed how helpless this boy seemed and looked to Rage and Rayvin "You two go on, I'll watch after the boy and meet you at headquarters." Rayvin and Rage took off and Hurricane looked back to the young teenager. "Im Patricia, What's your name?"
"Issac" The kid replied sniffling lightly. He looked upto her, slightly relieved that he'd be with somebody instead of being alone during a time like this.
"Well Issac, you'll be safe with me." Hurricane said with a polite smile. And Issac replied with a similar extatic smile.
Rage sprinted towards headquarters while Rayvin approached among the rooftops. Rage groaned as he emmerged from an alleyway to see a whole crew of aliens. All over the place. "Ray, bad news! Im two blocks away and the little boogers are every which way, what are we going to do?"
"To use a metaphorical phrase to which the late Mr. Bannts would have enjoyed to hear, Shoot to kill Rage, Shoot to kill." Rayvin said as he too was now approaching the same area. From the rooftops he saw even more aliens. And he definately didnt like the situation. But if he could have anyone with him to penetrate through an alien hoard to get to the headquarters, It'd be Rage.
"You make me feel like the G5 was designed by Dell.", was Rages reply as he proceeded onward.
He walked out of the alleyway he was in and stuck out like a huge mole on somebodies forhead. A few of the cloer aliens noticed him an immediately approached. "Purge the inferior." One yelled as he with two others began to run towards Rage.
"I'll show you fury..." Rage smiled grabbing the first approaching alien and, by his arm he swung him like a baseball bat. Crashing it through a nearby wall as if it were a lawn dart. Yelling in excitement as he began some carnage and destruction. He hated these little greenskins and took great pleasure in making them go away as if they were insects.
The second approached and Rage just smirked. Throwing his fist, punching the the unlucky green skin with enough force to crunch a tank like a pop can. Its face collapsed and Rage was about 300 percent sure that it was irradicated.
The third approaching alien was instantly thwarted by the might of Rage. Rage clenched his fists and balled them together, ramming his fist into the aliens midsection he hit it with enough force and power that it practically pummeled the alien in half. Yelling in rage as the testosterone and rage soared through his blood veins. He was loving every second of this.
As he looked onward more aliens approached. "Bring it on!" he screamed as he began to fight his way through the hoard of aliens. His goal was to reach headquarter, preferably with as little alien guts on him as possible. But given that he just disembodied an alien or two with his bare hands he was getting a bit messy. Cursing to himself as he just gave up that whole 'clean' concept and begain destroying most things in his path.
From the roof, Rayvins desent to the ground was similar to that of a raindrop, unnoticed until his swords contacted the alien below. The alien would never notice anything else as Rayvins swords pierced right through it. His pen, a sword, and his words his skill. The poet was what Rayvin was like as he struck with such vivid accuracy. As he too began his surge towards the headquarters.
Aliens began to encase Rayvin. He looked as he stood surrounded by a good 6 or 7 of them before he could emmerge from the alleyway he landed in. Looking as he sheathed one of his swords and held his remaining one with two hands. Rayvin stood ready as two of them came forward.
Stepping forward Rayvin impaled the first alien. Pulling out his sword and turning to the right he cut off another aliens head right off. Ducking as one attempted to shoot rayvin, he rolled forard and swung his sword up. Cutting damn clean through the alien.
He watched as there was only five left. He looked as he charged one, leaping off a wall he bounced off of it and like a red and white blur he slashed through an alien, then kicked another in the face. It staggered backwards and Rayvin drew a few shuriken from his belt and tossed them at the alien, causing it to spasm and fall to the ground dead.
Looking at the three remaining, they all charged him simultaneously. Rayvin jabbed his sword through the gut of the first one, turning to judo toss the next one to the ground, pulling his sword out of its fallen comrade and stabbing it into him now. Rayvin looked at the last one, leapt over the one that now lay motionless with a sword sticking in its gut and kicked it square in the head, knealt down, grabbed it by the head and snapped its neck, breaking it instantly.
They battled forth with stalwart determination. Nothing would deter Rayvin and Rage from their goal. They would reach headquarters no matter who intervened. They were standing their ground and progressing. However, as they approached lcoser and closer to headquarters encountering more and more aliens they couldnt keep up. The battle was approaching a stalemate. The two powerful heroes were being slowed down and progress was being haulted.
"Rayvin, I know you hate it when im pessimistic but there is too-fucking-many of these green sons of bitches." Rage yelled as he simultaneously turned two of their heads into paste.
Rayvin replied less enthusiastically and energetically. "Keep pressing forward."
On the front step of the large skyscraper that the new Team Mutant X called home was where it seemed the alien force was most prevalent. There was so many but Rayvin and Rage pushed forward none the less.
Approaching the steps they looked, despite the resistance from the aliens. It seemed as if Rage and Rayvin would become victorious until this eerie silence was broken by shaking. And two of the giant mammoth aliens emmerged from around the corner of a nearby building.
Rage watched as it emmerged and approached him. "Son of a bitch..." He walked upto a nearby car and picked it up, tossing it easily at the mammoth alien as if it were a football. The car crushed the alien, rage leapt and landed on the car. Stepping off of it he looked as the alien pushed the car off of it. "Oh no you dont!" Rage stepped on its chest, measured up and punched the alien right in the face. It was unconcious after that.
Rayvin was having a more difficult time with his giant opponent. Leaping and dodging its attacks, Rayvin was waiting to size its quickness up. As he seemed to be just quick enough to be one step ahead of the aliens that appeared to read its movements. Rayvin waited, he leapt to a nearby building, bounced off of it and soared towards the alien. With lightning reflexes he drew his second sword and practically scisored the aliens head off. Landing on the ground, it soon shook violently as its bloody corpse soon collided with the cement.
The warriors looked as, even though they defeated their giant opposition. There still seemed to be endless ammount of greenskinned interlopers. Rage shook his head. "You picked the wrong day to take over the earth!" As he went back to breaking his way to the headquarters.
Hurricane and Issac arrived and Hurricane was sure that it was the million alien march. It wasnt a positive sight to see. "Issac, you okay?" He nodded in silent reply. The two watched as Rayvin and Rage struggled to get to the doorway of the headquarters. Hurricane flew down to the ground and tried to aid to their situation.
Issac watched with a mild curiousity and slight fear for his new friend. These were his heroes, the beings he'd watch on televisions and see in the skies. The heroes he knew had already saved the world once he watched them struggle to do so once again. He looked to the fire escape and began to climb down it, once he was in the alleyway he could hear the battle, and was slightly scared.
He hesitantly walked out onto the street, once he was in the open he looked over and heard Hurricane yell to him. "What are you doing!" she yelled at him. This made the aliens look and a few came towards him.
His eyes lit up a golden brown. Debris and other broken terrain lifted off of the ground. "Get away from them!" He yelled. Thrusting his arms he telekenetically flung the aliens every which direction. Once the way was clear he slumped to his knees, out of breath, exhausted. He soon after which fainted.
Rage looked up, even he was surprised at the small teenagers power display. "Wow."