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Rogueverse Magneto Volume 1, Issue #9: Prison Break
Many citizens stepped forward to fight alongside me, and the rest of the Acolytes after my speech. Honestly, there's a lot more than I expected. We split up into various groups, to attack different facilities at the same time. Each Acolyte member leads a group, with our resident transportation expert Blink porting us there. My group goes to the internment camp in Washington. The generators there also provide the energy that keeps the power dampening collars and fields operational nationwide. So once I get rid of those, freeing the mutant prisoners contained here will be a breeze. With me, are Spyke and Marrow, two mutants I helped out recently.
"We better get going. Ready?" I ask, as Blink opens the portal for our group.
"Ready as I'll ever be!" Spyke cheers.
"Guess so." Marrow adds, creating bone weaponry, before all of our group walks through the portal.
Washington, DC
We feel the dampening effects instantaneously, the portal closing behind us seconds later. We're at a slight disadvantage now, but once those generators are down, it'll be a whole different game. This place reminds me of the camps my father would tell me about as a child. How he was imprisoned when he was my age. Treated as less than human. The thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. Places like this shouldn't exist. The layout remains quite similar, with row upon rows of buildings, with a chain linked fence surrounding the camp. Lots of MRD soldiers patrolling throughout the camp. Don't see the generators quite yet. We keep to the edge of the camp, to avoid the majority of guards. It isn't long before we see a fellow mutant, being kicked down into the dirt, after not following the soldiers orders. I'm quick to recognize that it's my friend Scanner. Sarah, what other cruel things have they done to you? I shudder, just thinking about it. As much as that makes my blood boil, I can't risk us being discovered. Especially since there's quite a few mutants in my group who have absolutely no training.
Unfortunately, one of the patrols looks our way, and starts running towards us. We run to the side of the next building, and wait. Marrow and Spyke draw their bone daggers, ready to strike. Sure enough, as the soldiers turn around the corner of the building, Spyke and Marrow attack. They're able to disarm the guards rather quickly, impaling the pair of them soon after. They grab their guns, and pass them to two of the others in our group. One of which is Domino. Even without her good luck, she's still a damn good shot.
Sure enough, as we make our way to the back of the camp, I spot the generators. As expected, they are guarded by legions of guards. It isn't long, especially with our colorful outfits, before they see us coming. They don't hesitate, and open fire. Domino is able to take a few of them out with headshots. One of the other mutants is hit in the knee, which results in her screaming out in pain. I rip off part of my cape, to help cover the wound for now. But I can't really do anything about the pain itself. I'm left to watch as she dies. I hate feeling like this. Worthless.. Couldn't do anything to save her Damnit!
"Your efforts are futile, mutant . Without your powers, you're nothing." A modulated, cybernetic voice warns, as a metallic silver figure emerges from the crowd of guards.
"Concentrate everything you've got on those generators." I whisper to Domino, and the other guy with the gun. They nod in response.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Three, Two, One!" I count down, and when I reach one, we proceed to open fire on the generators themselves, with us slowly making our way forward, using whatever debris we can as cover.
"No! Do something, you fools!" The cybernetic voice commands. With that, they start dashing towards us.
" Die mutie scum! For Master Mold!" They shout, almost like it's their battlecry. Spyke, and Marrow are able to dive out-of-the-way of the oncoming barrage of lasers, with Domino hitting the generators, and the terminals in front of them, with everything she's got. Spyke and Marrow both throw some of their bone daggers, which manage to pierce through the soldier's exposed skin. One after another, they fall to the ground, with both Marrow and Spyke retrieving their weaponry, as they can't make any more right now.
You won't ruin everything that I, Bolivar Trask, have built. Not again! Master Mold cautioned, firing off multiple blasts of energy towards us. The impact sends us flying in separate directions.
"That's not possible! Bolivar Trask is dead." I reply, my voice full of disbelief.
"Oh but it is. My body is long gone, yes. However, my consciousness lives on through Master Mold. A contingency I was hoping I wouldn't have to use, but you forced my hand by killing me. I was able to transfer my consciousness moments before my death. It gives me great pleasure, watching you filth suffer here. Soon enough, your kind will cease to exist.
"What nonsense are you spouting off about now?"
"While you've been busy here, my army marches upon your precious Genosha. Every Sentinel I've ever created. Your days are numbered." The voice continues to laugh, as the remaining soldiers guarding Master Mold, and the generators are taken down. Within moments, the generators are shut down, with my powers coming back to me.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." I say with a grin, as my eyes start to glow green.
Rogueverse Magneto Volume 1, Issue #9: Prison Break
Many citizens stepped forward to fight alongside me, and the rest of the Acolytes after my speech. Honestly, there's a lot more than I expected. We split up into various groups, to attack different facilities at the same time. Each Acolyte member leads a group, with our resident transportation expert Blink porting us there. My group goes to the internment camp in Washington. The generators there also provide the energy that keeps the power dampening collars and fields operational nationwide. So once I get rid of those, freeing the mutant prisoners contained here will be a breeze. With me, are Spyke and Marrow, two mutants I helped out recently.
"We better get going. Ready?" I ask, as Blink opens the portal for our group.
"Ready as I'll ever be!" Spyke cheers.
"Guess so." Marrow adds, creating bone weaponry, before all of our group walks through the portal.
Washington, DC
We feel the dampening effects instantaneously, the portal closing behind us seconds later. We're at a slight disadvantage now, but once those generators are down, it'll be a whole different game. This place reminds me of the camps my father would tell me about as a child. How he was imprisoned when he was my age. Treated as less than human. The thought of it makes me sick to my stomach. Places like this shouldn't exist. The layout remains quite similar, with row upon rows of buildings, with a chain linked fence surrounding the camp. Lots of MRD soldiers patrolling throughout the camp. Don't see the generators quite yet. We keep to the edge of the camp, to avoid the majority of guards. It isn't long before we see a fellow mutant, being kicked down into the dirt, after not following the soldiers orders. I'm quick to recognize that it's my friend Scanner. Sarah, what other cruel things have they done to you? I shudder, just thinking about it. As much as that makes my blood boil, I can't risk us being discovered. Especially since there's quite a few mutants in my group who have absolutely no training.
Unfortunately, one of the patrols looks our way, and starts running towards us. We run to the side of the next building, and wait. Marrow and Spyke draw their bone daggers, ready to strike. Sure enough, as the soldiers turn around the corner of the building, Spyke and Marrow attack. They're able to disarm the guards rather quickly, impaling the pair of them soon after. They grab their guns, and pass them to two of the others in our group. One of which is Domino. Even without her good luck, she's still a damn good shot.
Sure enough, as we make our way to the back of the camp, I spot the generators. As expected, they are guarded by legions of guards. It isn't long, especially with our colorful outfits, before they see us coming. They don't hesitate, and open fire. Domino is able to take a few of them out with headshots. One of the other mutants is hit in the knee, which results in her screaming out in pain. I rip off part of my cape, to help cover the wound for now. But I can't really do anything about the pain itself. I'm left to watch as she dies. I hate feeling like this. Worthless.. Couldn't do anything to save her Damnit!
"Your efforts are futile, mutant . Without your powers, you're nothing." A modulated, cybernetic voice warns, as a metallic silver figure emerges from the crowd of guards.
"Concentrate everything you've got on those generators." I whisper to Domino, and the other guy with the gun. They nod in response.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Three, Two, One!" I count down, and when I reach one, we proceed to open fire on the generators themselves, with us slowly making our way forward, using whatever debris we can as cover.
"No! Do something, you fools!" The cybernetic voice commands. With that, they start dashing towards us.
" Die mutie scum! For Master Mold!" They shout, almost like it's their battlecry. Spyke, and Marrow are able to dive out-of-the-way of the oncoming barrage of lasers, with Domino hitting the generators, and the terminals in front of them, with everything she's got. Spyke and Marrow both throw some of their bone daggers, which manage to pierce through the soldier's exposed skin. One after another, they fall to the ground, with both Marrow and Spyke retrieving their weaponry, as they can't make any more right now.
You won't ruin everything that I, Bolivar Trask, have built. Not again! Master Mold cautioned, firing off multiple blasts of energy towards us. The impact sends us flying in separate directions.
"That's not possible! Bolivar Trask is dead." I reply, my voice full of disbelief.
"Oh but it is. My body is long gone, yes. However, my consciousness lives on through Master Mold. A contingency I was hoping I wouldn't have to use, but you forced my hand by killing me. I was able to transfer my consciousness moments before my death. It gives me great pleasure, watching you filth suffer here. Soon enough, your kind will cease to exist.
"What nonsense are you spouting off about now?"
"While you've been busy here, my army marches upon your precious Genosha. Every Sentinel I've ever created. Your days are numbered." The voice continues to laugh, as the remaining soldiers guarding Master Mold, and the generators are taken down. Within moments, the generators are shut down, with my powers coming back to me.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that." I say with a grin, as my eyes start to glow green.