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"Haleigh!!" Yelled Frost's voice who saw at Rick made his last attempt to subdue Black Widow. Those emerald eyes blinked at the explosion that rocked and vibrated the ground she stood on. Frost stumbled a bit while keeping her eyes locked onto Black Widow. Her heart beat racing in that amble double d chest of the young mutant. Her hands began to perspire from the slow increase in adrenaline.

Around this time, Guardian was able to "truth freeze" Pipeline as the small hockey shaped device trapped the villain. It seemed everything was frozen, something out of the Matrix or it moved in slow motion. With the rest of the members of the Six able to finally move about, Frost witnessed the mass destruction of the warpath. Her green eyes wide with astonishment. Guardian's commanding voice broke through her shock as she turned to run over to Sharon and Alycia.

"Hello ladies."

Jasmine locked eyes with the two for a second. She perked a brow at Alycia as if to say 'Now what bitch' but the enigma was silent. Frost stood above protectively, her eyes scanning the perimeter and her ears keenly listening for any footsteps around them. She prepared to create any sort of shield at the last second.
 
Haleigh watches Riley as he finally falls silent, and in a soothing voice, she tells him to relax and just let go, talking him through his final seconds, remembering him as the man she once knew and not as the one he'd become. She lets her guard down, counting this one as a victory.... and it is.... but she doesnt expect him to make a final stab, and though she recoils as she realizes he has detonated his device, she has only enough time to turn and shield her head with her arms as the blast envelopes her. A split second later she is seen, thrown from the concussive impact violently. She hits the floor and BOUNCES, skipping to a second landing many feet away among the wreckage of a couple of sentinels from this battle and a few dead black gaurds from Spellbinder's first entrance.

At first she doesnt move, doesnt breathe, and her body looks lifeless, sprawled amongst the casualties.... and then she sucks in a deep breath, and coughs vehemently as she exhales. She doesnt try to get up... doesnt try to move a muscle or speak, as she is thoroughly disoriented. She stares up at the ceiling, drawing ragged, uneven breaths and trying to figure out what the HELL just hit her.
 
<< Spellbinder flinched and covered her face as the explosion detonated Rick Riley had apparently decided to die doing what he did best..hurting others. as Guardian quickly froze Pipeline and the entire radius of the explosion...she regained her bearings and exhaled>>

.....wow.

<< her icy violet eyes surveyed the area...alot of damage had been visited upon this decrepit warehouse.bodies, drones, fallen sentinels, it was a wonder the place hadnt came down around them during the battle. Alycia and Sharon were being watched over by FROST!?..Morgan's face tightened with disapproval as she narrowed her eyes at Frost...but she decided to wait. Frost wouldnt be foolish enough to try to hurt them in the presence of the rest of the group and Haleigh may require some form of healing.>>

<< making her way to haleigh, Morgan knelt down beside her and looked her over>>

<< in an icy voice>>: are you hurt? do you need help?

<< meanwhile, Morningstar and Guardian were now preparing to seal Pipeline's fate with a plan hatched by Guardian that seemed most clever. however, they would need another source of raw energy....something like LIGHTNING and Morgan could provide her own dark lightning bolts for that. but for now, she needed to make sure that Haleigh was not wounded. she waited to see what the mutant would said>>
 
Haleigh squeezed her eyes shut tight and opened them again, staring up at the ceiling with a distant look in her eyes as Morgan comes into view above her... Morgan asks Haleigh if she's hurt... and it seems to ground Haleigh back to reality... as she sucks in a sharp breath and tries to speak. Her voice is gravelly and quiet.

"Mm... Morg..." She pauses for a second and then moves her right arm up to her head.... the whole right side of her suit is blackened from the explosion but she doesnt seem to be burnt on her skin anywhere. "I think... I'll live...." She sits up abruptly, wavers a moment, then steadies herself. She coughs again, violently, and winces as her nose begins to bleed. She wipes it with the back of her thumb, using her clean left glove. Her eyes widen and she looks up at Morgan.

"SHIT!.... the bomb! .... I didn't see it coming.... is everyone else okay?? We've GOT... to get out of here... the blast was a cover up... for some sort of activation."

She accepts Morgan's help getting to her feet, and she seems to quickly regain coordination, though she moves stiffly at first. She takes in the current state of things, glancing round and getting oriented before she lets go of Spellbinder's arm and starts towards Frost.

"I'll help Frost.... with Sharon and Alycia..." Haleigh turns and locks eyes with Morgan... her perceptive abilities seemed to have returned to her at top speed, because her gaze reveals that she knows Morgan can't be happy about Frost protecting Alycia and Sharon alone. She nods once and continues, her voice still raspy and breathless but beginning to return to its normal volume. "Finish the job.... then lets get the ....HELL out of here."
 
:: Cameron could sense Morgan's dissapproval of Jasmine watching over Sharon and Alycia and was about to make a suggestion when an explosion sent Haleigh flying through the air as if she were a feather being blown in the wind. His eyes widened as she just stood still. He could only sigh and roll his eyes at the pathetic excuse for a man that Rick Riley had become. ::

"Jesus Christ.. what an asshole! That can't be it though, Morgan.. there has got to be something else. He wouldn't have killed himself for nothing... Let's get Haleigh..."

:: Prophet followed Morgan to Haleigh and watched Haleigh actually accept help from Morgan in getting herself back off her feet, but the mission was far from over. They needed to dispatch of Pipeline before whatever else was about to happen transpired. He didn't know of what use he would be of in this current situation. Sure he could shoot beams of telekinetic energy but he didn't know if they were hot or not and in fact he didn't know much about the current new aspect of his telekinetic power. ::

"What about the Master Mold? Where is that? How are we going to get it.. We can't leave without it.. even though.. again.. not exactly sure where or what it is.."
 
** Even if the team detested Frost protecting the two women, she was probably the best one to do it due to her Assassin skills. Wintery green eyes glanced down every now and then at the lawyer and senator together. Nibbling on her bottom lip she released a low breath through her lips. She wasn't thrilled with the assignment but she was going to follow Blaze's advice and Alison's. Crouching down by the two of them as she began to rub her hands together slowly. As the mutant did this her temperature would rise with her suit beeping again. **

"I will assist to keep you both warm. Even though your mostly healed your bodies took severe damage and shock. Trust me...I know."

** Reaching gently over to the Senator and Alycia she placed a warm inviting palm on each of their cheek bones. As her delicate hand caressed the skin there, those eyes would morph into an eerie yellow. "Don't be frightened...believe it or not I will help you." Both hands would glow a faint red tint as her heat power was released without harming either woman. Small amounts of low powered heat would slip through both women to keep them at normal body temperature. Her eyes locked onto Alycia, the fiercest lawyer around who wanted Jasmine prosecuted. Probing eyes would penetrate the lawyer's soul finding fear and hurt from her encounter with Rick Riley. More heat would file itself neatly into both women as she unknowingly revealed a sympathetic look, one a sister would give to another. Pulling her hands away she stood up again around the time Spellbinder sent a chilling glare at the mutant. Rolling her eyes at Morgan with disapproval, she waved it away like a fly. Yes, Morgan detested her but she knew this already. Jasmine was growing sick of Morgan's superior attitude towards her. Turning at the waist she sent an icy shoulder back to Spellbinder. **

** Her eyes slowly fading from the fiery tint back to the natural green hues. She did prove herself more than once on this team and if the others failed to notice they had to be ignorant. Her suit beeped again to signal her decline in temperature again. She thought about her half - sibling Morgan. Psychology trying to figure out what her issue was besides Jasmine's violation against the club and Morgan. It hit her like a brick, Morgan was using her facade for something deeper, hurt. It made sense to the wintery mutant now. Yes, Spell did have anger issues but because she was provoked. Some of that was Jasmine's fault but as she thought more she put the pieces together. **

She still mourns Blaze...she'll lash that anger out on me due to my identical looks.

** Haleigh's footsteps tensed Jasmine who spun around fiercely ready to attack. Her green eyes hardened and fierce when she relaxed with Black Widow walking over. Cocking her head to the side those eyes fell down Black Widow to survey for any damage. Her eyes stopping on the burn mark on the suit, where was the wound? A small frown snuck along her forehead. "How do you feel?" She asked with her eyes locking onto Haleigh's. Her tone was soft and slightly worried. She smirked as she laughed, "I'm starting to think you and Del like the ripped up look." Her index finger pointing to Black Widow's suit. She hoped to lighten the mood with humor. **

"Its good to see you in one piece..."
 
exit strategy

::at Guardian's command, the block of ice shatters and Pipeline's temporal field was restored...but began to ACCELERATE. he began to spin around, faster and faster as his molecules were being accelerated, increasing his internal thermostat.::

and now, while his internal system is being increasingly taxed to the point of critical mass, bombard him with your white hot laser blast!

:: Guardian points, and watches as MorningStar takes aim and unleashes a massive laser bolt. the sound of energy fills the air as the bolt blasts into and irradiates the body of Pipeline...pure power and energy. Guardian directs Shockwave to ADD to the assault with her own lightning bolts, all the while hastening the effects of the attack by accelerating the temporal field. Pipeline's screams sound like feedback from a machine as his body glows, flickers and fluxuates. the sparkling, flashing light show is harsh on the eyes of all around...and just when it seems that it couldnt get any worse...Pipeline's body EXPLODES in a ballistic manner...releasing blue white light rays in all directions....a binary code effect can be seen flickering in the air around him and the sound of a Fax machine on the fritz is heard. Guardian sheilds the group as shards of energy lash outward....and then..its over.::

::pipeline AND Rick Riley are destroyed...and this cell of MysTech is dismantled...with only the creatures and half dead captives far below ground remaining. there is a moment of silence as the echo of Pipeline's feedback faintly lingers. Alison looks at everyone with a detatched glare.::

Excellent work MorningStar and Shockwave.

::with her arms folded. She notes Prophet's concern about MasterMold and in her mind's "eye" she can see and pratically HEAR the matrix of Mastermold sparking to life::

Black Widow, contact your agency to provide the ULTIMATE in "private residence" for Sharon and Alycia. We arent taking ANY chances....once the location is established, MorningStar, please prepare a portal...Spellbinder, Shockwave, Frost and yourself will take Sharon and Alycia out of here. Prophet and Black Widow will stay behind with me. There is one last thing to do. Make sure the two women are cared for. Morgan will contact her mother, Dr. Victoria, to provide emergency counseling and mental therapy/healing to the women to help them recover from their ordeal.


:: it was time to wrap up..and quickly. and although Guardian was covering all bases as best as she could, she knew this was far from over. that THIS MOMENT here was merely the beginning ...::
 
"Well that was fun..."

:: Everything unfolded pretty damn fast. Haleigh's fight with Riley; Pipeline. Everyone did as they were supposed to, and surprisingly, Frost made a good asset to the team. Although Alexis would never admit that, she seemed to pull her weight when the situation became rough. Brushing her hands down her leather suit, Alexis allowed her eyes to scan from one member to another. Turning to Guardian, Alexis listened carefully to the seer, knowing from experience NOT to ignore her words. ::

:: Nodding to Alison as she instructed Alexis to watch Sharon and Alycia with Morgan, Jasmine, and Delilah, she made her way over to the woman looking over them. They seemed alright...pretty shaken up for the most part. But alive nevertheless. Pressing her lips together, Alexis turned to Morgan awaiting her to transport them, via stepping disc, to Illustra. ::
 
Quick and alert as ever, Haleigh dropped into a defensive stance as Jas whipped around on her in alarm. "What, you wanna box now?" ;) Haleigh shrugged, her speech patterns returning to normal, her respirations stabilizing. She was already nearly recovered, after Riley's attack had knocked her momentarily unconscious, and was gearing up for the next round. She nodded and smirked, giving both Sharon and Alycia the once-over to make sure they were still okay... they were quiet, but Haleigh chalked it up to trauma and scanned her gaze to Pipeline before settling on Jasmine. Her tone, at first, came out a little sterner than she'd intended... but she was rather agitated that Riley was able to retaliate so unexpectedly... mostly she was upset she'd been so thrown... and had experienced a moment of weakness in front of the entire team... they might not have all noticed or even thought that much into it...but Haleigh was internally kicking herself for not paying close enough attention.

"I'm FINE." Looking away, to Pipeline, as he is destroyed, she sucks in a deep breath and lets it out slowly, giving the impression that she is releasing stress, systematically breathing it out. Her tone is softer, that ever audible voice that she usually has, quiet and calm but somehow heard over all the background noise, clear and commanding. "Yes... well, from what I hear.... the 'destroyed' clothing look is in this year."

Haleigh turns to Alison as she delivers their next plan, which sounds good to Haleigh. She nods, her eyes focusing off in the distance as she mentally reaches out to her base. "I know JUST the place they can go...." A few seconds pass and Haleigh shifts her gaze to meet Alison's, giving a curt nod and moving closer to her, as if silently saying she was ready. "An operative is waiting at Illustra... he'll take them to the safehouse..." Haleigh didnt say where it was on purpose... but when they got back to Illustra, Zach himself would lead them to the Beowulf and take them out to sea... where the 80ft yacht would be safe under the watchful eyes of half the six, well secluded and easily mobile in case of emergency.
 
:: Delilah was moving slower than usual - the fall from the sentinel had done more damage that she would have liked to let on. She waited for Haleigh to inform them of their destination, looking around at the others and trying to suss out if everyone was allright or not. She was worried about Alycia and Sharon - trauma like they'd been through would not be overcome quickly. She had seen it time and time again in her years on the force. ::

"Illustra it is..."

:: She moved a little aside from everyone else, giving herself room to work, and drawing from the noise around them began to create a portal back to where they had started their mission. The threads of light began to weave around her fingers, creating a similar tunnel as it had before. When she had finished, she looked to the others and nodded. ::
 
back at illustra

<< Helping Sharon while MorningStar helped Alycia, Spellbinder lead the group through the light portal. it would move them at light speed from point a to point b. much like the express tubes below ground at illustra only much MUCH faster.>>

<< those who were leaving the wear house were immediately transported back to Illustra...arriving on the private residential floors of the building. it was a beautifull site to behold , the portal and the safety of Illustra's private floors. the group was tired and weary...Sharon and Alycia seemed distant...Sharon with a blank stare on her face and Alycia looking down, and not having that fiery glint in her eyes. PHYSICALLY they were fine, thanks to the healing of Spellbinder and the warmth from Frost....but the psychological toll was apparent>>

allright ladies, we're home...we're safe. let's sit down here......
<< Morgan had a look of sadness on her face as she helped them both sit down on a couch and wrapped them up with a plush blanket. they were in the lounge area that connected to a private conference room>>

<< it was night time now, and the cold night sky was darker than usual with few stars and only a half moon. Morgan, the leader, felt responsible for all of this....and her face betrayed a look of uncertainty>>

<< in an icy voice>>: is everyone allright? or in need of healing? we have a few minutes until the operative arrives..i can whip up some hot chocolate or other refreshments..

<<she looked at each of the women carefully....narrowing her eyes a bit when looking at Frost. but even Morgan couldnt deny this woman did pull her weight back at the Cell...she had been intregal in the success of saving Sharon and Alycia and fighting off the sentinels.>>

when we get where ever we're going...i want you all to rest. Ill cast a spell around the ship to protect us from any intruders. i'm going to call my mother and arrange for counseling/"therapy" for Sharon and Alycia.....clearly they are suffering more than just physical trauma.

<< meanwhile, Prophet, Guardian and BlackWidow remained at the warehouse to tie up any possible loose ends.>>
 
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