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PURIFIERS
 Posted: Dec 18 2017, 12:58 PM
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Click, click.

"Fuck." The brunette mumbled into her cupped hands and the cigarette jumped at the words, a meager attempt to curb the frantic firing from one neuron to another, reminding her of the edge she felt. All of them felt it. That was what the cigarette was for. When the lighter finally lit up and the cigarette started to smoke, she inhaled deeply and clicked the lighter closer. Anne closed her eyes and for a moment she held the smoke in her lungs before she breathed it out towards the clear sky. "Are we ready?" One of her men walked up to her, hand placed above the weapon on his hip, a bulletproof vest over a green jacket. Anne, held up a hand, took another deep drag of the cigarette before pulling the ski-mask down and then gave the signal to approach the door.

From the outside, it looked like any ground-floor apartment. From where they were standing they could see inside, the family snugged down into the couch watching a documentary. The father had his arms around his two children and what Anne knew to be his wife. Except, she wasn't just a wife, she was a mutant too. When her men kicked the door in, Anne checked her watch and tapped the cigarette midair to rid it off the superfluous ash. By the time they were dragging Jenna Gonzales over the doorstep by her long, auburn locks, Anne had finished her smoke and flicked the remnants of it down the street.

"Playground." Anne released a small scoff when the mother of two managed to land a kind right in the groin of one of the other Purifiers. Clearly there was nothing wrong with her fighting spirit. Good, Anne thought. It was great exercise, pinning someone down that was fighting for their life wasn't easy. Anne knew. This wasn't her first time. In the gaping door, the father stood pleading and howling at gun point, his two children in the back, little hands clinging to his pants and undoubtedly crying. "Hurry up," she snapped to the crew of three that had gotten as far as hanging mrs Gonzales up in the swing set, wrists tied to the top bar. "Why are you doing this?!"

Anne scowled, met the eyes of Mr Gonzales briefly and then turned eyes back towards the playground just across the street. Jenna was kicking and trashing enough to make the swing set rattle, but she couldn't scream because of the gag in her mouth. The answer was right before them then, the words MUTANT sprayed across her PJs. Clarke shook the spray-can and smoothed out the N some, before stepping away with a nod. In a quick motion, Anne pulled the silenced pistol from her holster at the hip and fired once. Someone screamed as a thin, scarlet trickle made its way down the forehead of Jenna Gonzales.

"Do you think...?" One of her men by the door--Smith--motioned with his gun towards opening. "The kids? Oh yeah, scan them."



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 Posted: Jan 6 2018, 09:47 PM
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"I believe that with the right tools, your mutation will feel less like a burden and more like a gift. While I can't provide everything you need, I like to consider myself one of those that can provide you with the resources. I can't say that I understand each and every one of your struggles Ms. Evans, but I know a few who will be willing to help. You shouldn't see this as an ending, but a new beginning,"

Kate Evans. Twenty years old, brown hair, green eyes, and one of the most recent mutants that Dr. MacTaggert had encountered. The poor girl had recently just started coming into her gifts and it absolutely scared her out of her mind. Thankfully Moira had been there the moment it happened. She could recognize the X-gene from a mile away. Had she been a guest speaker at another university that day, who knows what had happened. While it was completely unorthodox for Moira to accompany someone back to their apartment, she knew she was currently the only comfort to her in that moment.

"You can continue to use the breathing techniques I taught you, but it seems that you might need more. Your gifts have a strong connection to your levels of anxiety. It's a vicious cycle but you aren't alone in this. I can help you and I know others that can help you even more than I can."

What could have been passed off as old rattling pipes by anyone else, Moira recognized what was going on the moment it started during the last few minutes of her lecture. There was the hope that the poor girl could control things just long enough so that no eyebrows would be raised and matters would be made worse. Somehow, Moira made it throw her lecture just in time to take in the applause and steal Kate off to the side. A few deep breaths later, the rattling had stopped and Moira own suspicions were confirmed. That was when she asked if she could have a word in private. Of course, being asked this Nobel prize winner made the aspiring doctor nervous in and of itself, but she agreed.

"I just want to be normal. I don't want this." There was a soft rattle of pipes and Moira could see the tips of the girl's fingers accumulating with water, as though she had just dipped her fingers into a bowl of it. Moira reached out, taking her hand, not missing a beat."We never always ask for the things we are given, and as far as I am concerned, no one, even those without the X-gene, can be considered normal."

There was screaming from outside across the street. Moira jerked from her seat. "Stay here," she muttered. Her worse fears were met when she began to process the scene before her from the window. She turned back to the frightened girl. "You need to leave, take your things and go out the back, be as quiet as you can, but go as quickly as you can. Remember deep breaths?! Go to the nearest police station. I will find you there." her voice shock but she trying to remain calm. All she wanted was Kate as far away from her apartment as she could get. "You need to run the moment you get out the door. Promise me that."

Moira turned back to the window the moment she heard Kate scramble for the back door and was gone. It would be impossible for Moira to save anyone, much less stop what was happening."If there is a God, I hope he will be with you more than ever," Slowly she made her way to the front door, her hand dialing 9-1-1 and trying to keep her eyes on what was happening.




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 Posted: Jan 27 2018, 07:25 PM
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She shouldn’t be here. Oh god, she shouldn’t be here.

Sue’s eyes were closed as she forced herself to take deep breaths, feeling the solid stone of the small restrooms structure near the playground. Her back was pressed the wall where she’d ducked out of sight, even though she’d gone invisible, almost instinctively, the second she’d heard the scream pierce the air and the three people began dragging the woman across the yard. Her shouts and pleas to be released were a knife in Sue’s heart, causing her harried breath to catch in her throat as she struggled to pull in air, trying to marshall her scattered, frantic thoughts.

Cautiously, she gathered the courage to peek around the side of the wall, careful not to be seen, forgetting for a moment that she was invisible and wouldn’t be able seen. But her eyes took in the scene, seeing as they strung the woman up to the swing set, noting the guns clenched tight in the men’s hands. Why were they doing this? In plain daylight? What was going on? Her eyes tracked as the woman’s hand began to raise and an involuntary gasp escaped her lips as she pulled back at the sound of the gunshot ringing through the air, closing her eyes again as she prayed desperately that that had been a warning shot. She needed to do something, she needed to call the police, she, she...

She didn’t know if the woman was even still alive, but she knew that if she did nothing, she would never be able to live with herself. The cops wouldn’t get here in time. It would be much too late. She had come into this brand new world, a world she didn’t know, a world she didn’t understand, and she had been given powers she couldn’t even fathom. She had vowed to use them to help and now here was her chance, and she was choking. She needed to move.

Deep breaths, Sue, okay, deep breaths. You can do this. She knew that if she sat breathing for too much longer she would talk herself out of it, convince herself that someone else would handle the problem. She filled her lungs one more time, held it for just a moment, before letting out a breath and starting to run, pushing herself to break into a sprint as she turned the corner around the building. This was hardly what she’d expected when she gone for a walk, launching a one woman assault on people with guns. She was still invisible, but she knew that her control wasn’t yet good enough to do what she was going to while remaining unseen.

She was halfway to the group when she dropped her invisibility, hardly an imposing sight: a woman of average height, dressed in a baby blue parka with snow boots. Wearing mittens! But she was so much more than she appeared. She raised a hand, focusing her mind on the empty air before her, and an invisible force field appeared in front of her as she ran. Pulling her hand back, she pushed it forward as hard she she could, sending the force field flying and slamming into the group of people and sending them flying to land hard on the ground some thirty feet away. She skid to a stop in front of the bound woman, her heart pounding with adrenaline and exhilaration at the successful attack.

“Oh my god. Miss. Miss!”

She shouted, hoping to rouse the woman out of unconsciousness, even as she ripped a mitten from her hand and reached up two fingers to check for a pulse. But she already knew it was too late. The woman’s head was lolling on her neck and the slow trickle of blood down her forehead sent Sue’s heart to pounding and shortened her breath. She had to fight to breathe through the lump that had suddenly appeared in her throat. She had been too late; she’d hesitated and someone had died, because she’d been too scared. Logically, she knew it wasn’t her fault, but she couldn't stop the guilt that seeped into her heart, Her attention dropped to the word emblazoned across her still chest, “MUTANT,” unable to look away, even as the assailants began to recover behind her.


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PURIFIERS
 Posted: Jan 29 2018, 05:48 PM
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Anne resisted the urge to snap at Smith when he shoved a hard elbow into the face of the weeping father. He stumbled backwards to the panicked shouts of his two children, nose bleeding profusely. His hands reached forward to try and reached the kids, which were at this point just crying silently and clinging to one another. "Get on with it, we don't have all day," she finally snarled towards the soldier by the door as he had been about to lift his arm again. "Just scan them, for God's sake," she said as she let her pistol settle back into her hip. The brunette took a deep drag of her cigarette, unaware that they were being watched. The only audience she thought for them to have was the stars in the sky and the moon that was settled behind a thick, grey cloud.

A surprised scream tore through the silence and looking behind her, Anne saw two of her men being throw across the street, in two different directions and landing in two different directions. Her eyes squinted towards the blonde who had seemingly appeared out of nowhere. "What the actual fuck..." she muttered, now with the pistol in her hand. She spat out the still glowing butt of the cigarette and took a small step towards Sue. "Great, another mutant. Lining up, I see." She fired a warning shot a yard in front of the swing set. "Who the fuck are you? You got five seconds before you end up like your friend there."

As Anne payed little attention to media and news, especially the kinds that involved supers, she didn't recognize Sue, for her it was only target she could take out, another freak to be put into the ground. She raised the pistol a little higher, closing one eye briefly to double-check her aim. Clarke and the other man was getting back to their feet, one of them bleeding from the head. Smith was doing another reasonable thing, which was grabbing one of the kids and placing a pistol to the small temple.



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 Posted: Feb 9 2018, 06:57 PM
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Suddenly there was another shift. A woman whom Moira vaguely recognized, but was in no state of mind to put two and two together, was now their newest target. She felt her stomach churn as she hung up the phone.

There was no way anyone would get there on time and she couldn't just stand there and watch from the windows as others were murdered, but she knew throwing herself at danger would likely only make matters worse.Yet she did it anyway. It was far better than living with the fact she didn't try to stop things. Moira was running out of time.

The front door of the apartment swung open and she rushed down the stairs. There was no plan. The whole thing was stupid and reckless and already she was feeling sick the moment she realized there was no going back. Her eyes landed on the poor child that was being held at gunpoint.

What did she hope to achieve?! Perhaps she could buy some time, perhaps there was more help on the way...but with each step she took forward, making her presence known, she

"The police have been called. I suggest you drop your weapons before ye rack up more inhumane charges." Her voice carried a braveness that she wished she felt.

Moira regretted not at least carrying something with her. What did she expect to do, dodge out of the path of bullets that would surely be directed in her direction now? There wasn't anything she could really do and she was only about to make her life worse. Part of her hoped if she came out of this alive that they wouldn't recognize her, but her Scottish brogue wasn't exactly helping her to blend in.

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SUE STORM
 Posted: Feb 14 2018, 11:20 AM
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Sue had seen dead bodies many times before, had dissected a few of them herself over her long career, but most of them had died of natural causes. It hit her in a way it hadn’t before that this was a person with a life that was now over at the hand of people who believed she deserved it. But now wasn’t the time to ruminate on the meaning of human life. She spun away from the hanging corpse at the sound of another gunshot near her feet.

Though Sue had done a few interviews since her jump into 2017, she wasn’t about to stop and give answers to the shouted question of her identity. As another woman added her voice to the hullabaloo, Sue used her interjection as an opportunity to go invisible, instantly fading from sight as the men turned their heads in the direction of the distraction. They couldn’t hit what they couldn’t see. And it gave Sue a moment to think, even as her feet were already moving. How much could the woman’s threat of the police threaten these people, when they were committing these crimes in the middle of the day. On a children’s playground, no less. The woman with the Scottish accent was brave, though perhaps a bit foolhardy, if only because facing off against armed men with no visible weaponry was insane. Perhaps she had her own hidden abilities that would soon strike at the gun wielders.

She wasn’t a mutant, not like it mattered to these people. All they would see were her powers. It had been shocking to come into this new decade and see the proliferation of people with powers. They were calling it the new civil rights debate, if mutants had a right to the same protections as humans. And as with any fight for freedoms and protections, they were those people you were fighting against. Here they were, in plain daylight, not afraid to show their faces, killing a woman and holding her family at gunpoint. Scared as Sue was, it made her furious. She forced herself to remember what little combat training that she’d gone through. This was the life she had chosen, to use these newfound abilities to do good. She just hadn’t realized just how…real it would feel in the field.

Invisible, she ran at the two assailants, the woman and the man holding a child in his grip, trying not to think about the guns clenched in their hands. She needed to separate them, get that gun away from the child’s head. Her mind raced as her feet carried her in a wide arc, coming up to flank the two. Her breath was coming fast but her hands were steady as she faded into sight again, outstretched and prepared to strike. A band of invisible force wrapped around the man’s wrist, yanking the gun away from the child’s head, before another wrapped around his ankle, wrenching him upwards into the air in one smooth fluid motion and dropping the child to the ground. He hung there, upside down, Sue’s right hand directing him higher and higher, away from the battle, while her left focused on creating a dome of force that ballooned around herself and the man with his two children as she stepped between them and their assailant, huddled together in fear.

“You heard the lady. The police are on their way. Drop your weapons and don’t do anything you’ll regret. Nobody has to get hurt.”

That’s it, focus on me. No more innocent people are going to die. Sue did her best to sound authoritative but she wasn’t sure how well they could see through the act. She was all too aware that they were outnumbered; even with the one man hanging helpless in the air, the other two were already climbing to their feet. She could feel the strain of concentrating on the two shields but the battle was not won yet; these people had already shown they weren’t afraid of murder. Who knew what they’d do when cornered. It was with a furrowed brow and considerable effort that she held her force fields tight, hoping that the woman with the lovely accent, her only ally, knew how to duck and cover. She’d never tested whether her shields could stop bullets but there was no time like the present to find out.

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 Posted: Feb 16 2018, 11:46 AM
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The sound of a gun being cocked was immediately heard as another door further down the street swung open. The apartment produced a brown haired woman, who seemed either brave or foolish enough to interfere with the ongoing operation. It was enough for Anne to grit her teeth together and shoot Moira a look of annoyance. She had just been about to count down for the blonde woman, but was now distracted with the scientist. "The only thing that's not human here, are the mutants." For a second, Anne squinted her eyes towards Moira--she did recognize her. While not attuned to superhero shenanigans, she'd been taught to keep a level of interest on the scientific side of things.

She had been about to shift her attention back to the blonde, but with a blink she discovered that she was gone, even though she could've sworn she had been there a second ago. She scanned the area around the playground, gaze flickered back and forth for a potential escape route, but as it soon turned out, Sue had not an away from them but the exact opposite, appearing out of seemingly nowhere and acting with quick instincts more than reason, Anne had whipped around and fired. She was unable to see whether or not she'd been able to hit, before the protective bubble had been thrown up.

Her backup? All decked out. Typical. For a moment a steely silence settled between the three, at the center an empty space that Anne wanted to see littered with someone's blood and preferably not hers. She didn't think either of the women flanking her had it in them. A wind passed, rattling the chains on the playground but Anne's eyes did not waver. The barrel of the gun then shifted to Moira, something she wouldn't have done if it hadn't been for the small crest between Sue's brow that indicated focus. Was it good enough to shield both herself and the other woman? She assumed not.

"Okay, fine." She sidestepped quickly towards Moira, gun held steadily and then gestured with her head down the street. "You can keep those, I'll take this one instead. If I see you following, I'll blow her head off." A smile and then the way her eyes moved told Moira that she wanted her to proceed down the street and into the nearest alley.



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 Posted: Feb 16 2018, 11:30 PM
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Powers normally were vastly fascinating to her but research and questions were far beyond her mind in that moment.

To say she was surprised to be the newest target would have been a lie. Moira's hands were already up and her body seemed to almost half expect to be ripped through by a bullet. The one thing she could be proud of was that her attempt at being a distraction had worked and suddenly the focus had shifted from those she was trying to save, to herself. While Moira certainly didn't have a death wish, she preferred to take the bullet over the others. Walking away from them meant more time could tick by which would allow for more help. She had no other choice but to follow the orders and insist that she was fine.

"I'll be fine. Don't worry about me, just keep them safe...please just keep them safe." Moira turned and slowly began to walk away and towards the first alley that she could. Part of her realized that these could very well be some of her last breaths, and while it scared her, Moira was starting to become more and more comfortable with dying.

When she reached the alley, she walked to one of the walls and pressed her back up against it, turning slowly so to now appear as thoughts he was making any sudden movements. "As much as I love havin' conversations at gunpoint, I'd prefer a more comfortable settin' all things considered." Choosing to focus on her anger rather than her fear, she gave a bit of a glare at Anne. "I'd like to think there is something more beyond such blind and destructive hate."

She lowered her eyes, trying to not focus on the gun pointed at her, her knees were starting to feel weak and she bit her tongue to prevent herself from saying anything more that might guarantee she would get shot sooner rather than later.

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 Posted: Feb 21 2018, 05:03 PM
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If this mystery woman had any mysterious powers that would help to save the day, she was sure taking her sweet time in revealing them. It didn’t take Sue long to surmise that she must just be a vaseline human, and while it was admirable that she would rush headlong into danger for people she probably didn’t know with no means of protecting either them or herself, it did make things a tad more volatile. She wish she had more time to think. There were too many variables to consider, too many disparate cogs working in the vast machine that was this deadly situation. But this was the life she had chosen, one where she made the best of this new life in this new century, using whatever abilities were in her power to help people. Even now, one hand directing the dome that protected her and the family, the other still holding the one gunman on high, she wondered if Reed was right, if they were fooling themselves about being heroes. They were scientists, for god’s sake! But the sound of tears behind her steeled her backbone; there would be no more murder today.

If she saw her...

Her eyes followed as the gunwoman led her prey back into the alley, trying to look as fearless as possible as she counted down the seconds until they disappeared around the corner. Half her concentration remained on her shield and another portion on the men, those she had knocked aside, but wasn’t sure if they were down for the count. The instant the gunwoman disappeared from sight, Sue flung her hand to the side, sending the man she still held aloft flying in a high arc as she spun around to the family crouched in fear behind her, rattling off instructions as quick as she could to the terrified father.

“Take them inside and barricade the doors. And call the police again, for good measure, tell them to hurry. Go!”

As the broken family ran inside their home, she was already on the move, a force field forming beneath her feet and swiftly lifting her up like an elevator, up and up to the level of the rooftops. She crouched to keep her bearing on the swiftly moving field as it moved her towards the alley. Landing lightly on the lip of the building, she turned invisible as she peeked over the edge, taking in the scene below and thoroughly aware of how little time she had left and the body that still hung from the swingset. She hoped none would join it. It was with a deep breath that she stretch out her arms, quickly shaking out the jitters as she directed them at the two woman below, whispering softly to herself as she prepared.

“Ok, ok, one, two...three!”

She swiped violently to the side with one arm, a force field forming next to the woman with the gun and slamming her sideways, into the stone wall. Simultaneously, a solid bubble of force formed around her would be victim, the brave woman, and Sue lifted her upwards at a colossal pace as she flashed back into visibility to give it her full concentration. It took but a moment for her to reach the rooftop level as Sue directed the force field to set her down gently on solid ground, kneeling beside her to make sure she was okay.

“Miss, are you alright, are you hurt?”

There were enemies everywhere, it seemed. She didn’t want to lose this one person who may be an ally.

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