Attack on Xavier's ((Open to All X-ers on Campus))

[ngm_miscellaneous]

Class had only been in session for a couple days at Xavier's. Labor Day had come and gone. There were more students on campus than in previous semesters. The buzz from first day jitters had settled down. Routines were starting to be picked up. It was currently the small span of time between the end of classes for the day and the beginning of after-school activities.

A mile from the main house, a very determined man wearing purple and dark blue was setting up. He took note of various things like the range to the target, wind direction, wind velocity, air density, elevation, and the Coriolis effect. As well as the effect the window he was going to shoot through would have on his very special bullet. He peered through his scope. This would be an extremely tricky shot, but the entire operation was waiting on him to start it. He needed to take out the biggest problem on that campus. The new construction getting into his way didn't help matters.

He eventually lined up a clear shot and waited. He caught a flash of red in the window. The target must have been sitting at her desk. The sniper grinned slightly to himself. He took in a breath, let it half out, and then squeezed the trigger.
The one-of-a-kind bullet made of non-magnetic material blasted out of the barrel of the sniper rifle. His aim was dead on. He quickly tapped the signal to have the first ones launch their attack.

The walls along Graymalkin Lane were breached explosively in multiple places. Most near security nodes to delay the time the security system roused. Men and women in black tabards with white crosses poured through the openings. They ran toward the buildings and any visible muties on the grounds. They all had been itching for some action since the debacle at Veridian Dynamics. Being underground for this long made the need for mutie blood strong among the Purifiers.

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[nohoundsallowed]

Rachel was finishing up some final school opening business that had lingered. She sat at her desk, signing paperwork. With the last bit signed, she set the pen aside. She stretched and then stood up. She was just about to grab the paperwork to have the novelty of delivering it by hand when pain exploded in her shoulder.

Whatever hit Rachel hit hard enough to launch her across the room and into one of the built-in bookshelves. Her body broke shelves and sent a cascade of books down on her body. She was momentarily knocked senseless and bleeding all over the place.

[iced_cherub]

Bobbi had been coming down the stairs heading for her next class when the hall was filled with...

"Okay really, this is a school campus not a bad B-rated ninja flick set!" Subtlety, you are not in her genetic makeup. The winged girl dropped her water bottle using the water in it to ice up the floor around her before taking off up the stairs, she'd need some height.

[ngm_villains]

The armor the Purifiers were wearing was powered. not as fancy as the rigs worn when attacking Veridian, but enough to enhance their movements. A cluster of Purifiers charged across the grounds toward the imposing mansion.

[marvel_boy]

One moment, things had been normal. Not different. No calm before a storm. Just normal. Things were going on as they always did. It was a day like any other.

Sadly, at the Institute, a day like any other generally involved something terrible happening to the school.

Generally, that was pretty much par for the course.

But this...this was bad.

Topher steeled himself, trying to throw as many shields as he could up so that all of the impending negativity didn't hit him hard.

He sprang into action. First thing's first. The youngest students needed to be led to safety. He'd do that first. Then, he'd go outside and see what the hell was going down.

[ngm_villains]

The Purifiers were less discriminating with who they attacked. If the mutie looked young, they didn't care. The only good mutie was a non-existent mutie. If the kid was at this school, they deserved to die.

Some with rifles took shots at whatever non-Purifier people they saw. Though they were shots on the run and not very accurate. Other Purifiers ran straight at students with vibranium weapons held ready to strike.

[wild_child]

The unexpected explosions rocked Rose for a minute, her super-hearing picking up on them a fraction of a second early... but too late to even warn anyone. Fortunately, her healing factor more than compensated for clearing her head.

"Safe rooms, people!" she shouted. "It was in the flippin' orientation package!"

She vaulted down the stairs she had been on, eyes darting around, senses racing, as she searched for the nearest thing she could hit. Through the nearest window, she spotted them running up the lawn.

She made it out the nearest door and a Logan-family smile crossed her face. She was gonna enjoy this.

[ngm_villains]

Once Rose was out the door, she could see a group of Purifiers heading right for the door she came out. They didn't stop their power-assisted charge when she appeared. Instead, the front couple raised their weapons and came at her.

[hellfire_empath]

Explosions were not conducive to wedding planning. Brooke shrieked and stood up from the desk in her room, her wedding binder going one way, papers and design clippings going another. What the hell?! Brooke grabbed her Valentino clutch from the table next to the door of her room and stormed outside. Already, she could feel the chaos. Though she lived off to the side in the guest quarters, the emotions were running strong.

A glance out the window confirmed the worst.

Purifiers.

A shadow crossed over Brooke's eyes, but she raised her chin in defiance. Upset that they would think it proper to attack a school in this way, she headed for the doors.

Brooke may not have been the best hand-to-hand combatant at the Institute, but she was a damn fine empath, and she took crap from no one.

Especially not villains in questionable clothing with far less than noble intentions.

[ngm_villains]

The Purifiers on the grounds didn't care who was what there. If they were on those campus grounds, they needed to be dead. So, when Brooke came out of the guest lodgings, she became a target for the nearest Purifiers heading for the dorms.

[fourshelled]

It was after classes, so the turtles got free reign. Athos managed to win out of the body possession lottery. He was out on the lawn, soaking up some warmth like any good turtle would. Even if he could provide his own warmth as needed.

The explosions broke his meditations. He jumped to his feet and pulled his sai out of his sash. He gave them a test whirl and started in the opposite direction of the closest safe room.

[ngm_villains]

A pair of Purifiers stood in Athos' path, making their way towards the safe room. One turned behind them.

"Sanders! Got a mutie heading our way! ..Looks like a freaking giant turtle."

"I don't care if it looks like Gamera! Shoot it!"

The two Purifiers opened fire at Athos.

[eidolon34]

When the explosions occurred, Richard had just come out of the bathroom, and the first thing that he thought was that he had just gone or else he would have been going. That was definitely not something that anyone needed to see, but there was no time to dwell on such things.

Looking around at the other students that were running in panic, he figured that it would take them some time to get to safety, which meant that he needed to buy them that time.

"Alright, people. You know where you should be running to, and if you don't then follow the large group of people that do. I'm going to see if any one wants to learn to float," he said as he ran toward the nearest door that led outside.

[ngm_villains]

And on the other end of the door was a Purifier with a bazooka.

"Suck on this mutie." He pulls the trigger, sending the projectile smashing through the door.

[seismic_shockwave]

Kayla had been walking around not far from one of the fences when the explosions had started ringing out. Fortunately for her, her inner ear was proportionately as tough as the rest of her was, so she didn't lose her hearing or get stunned by the effects of the explosion. A stray piece of masonry hit her in the head, but it simply broke against her skin.

All it did was piss her off, really.

Kayla started making her way back to the school, but cautiously. There was cleraly trouble afoot.

[ngm_villains]

A squad of Purifiers were gearing up to go in from the back, armed to the teeth.

[dark_scion]

Fred had been in the middle of reading the latest genetics article when the explosion hit. Equally annoyed at the interruption as he was curious and alarmed at the events itself, he made his way out to scan the outside. He instantly recognized the figures by the outfits they wore.

"Purifiers. Well, it seems Providence has given me a means to vent my frustrations after all." His claws instinctively shifted in anticipation. Time for some egregious use of violence.

[ngm_villains]

A small squad of Purifiers broke off from some of those swarming toward the main house and dorms. These were going to scout around to make sure none of the freaks tried to escape.

They were unaware of clawed menace heading their way from a nearby building.

[dolemeck]

Dolemeck was stealing a much needed nap in the library when he heard a loud bang. He quickly looked up, seeing some students running down the hall in a panic. What was going on? He tried to contact Ilya through their somewhat unstable link, but found it somewhat futile. He could not focus enough to get anything out. Instead, he decided his best course of action was to try and hide.

Abandoning his wheelchair, Dolemeck got down on the floor and started to drag himself behind one of the many tall bookcases in the library. Just as someone stormed into the room.

[ngm_villains]

Purifiers busted into the library with weapons at the ready. The men in armor under those tabards were looking for as many victims as they possibly could find in a short span of time.

One saw the empty wheelchair and shot it in case there was someone invisible in it.

[kid_from_chukotka]

Ilya had been on his way to the library, mostly because that's where Dolemeck could be found. The explosions sounded... familiar? For a moment the explosion in the past that had nearly killed him flashed through his mind, and then he was back in the here and now with considerably more panic.

The second he sees someone come through the opening in front of him, he shoves them with his mind, as hard as he can. He's fairly sure he just hurt whoever it was horribly but there's got to be more of them, and he loses his ability to focus when he realizes he needs to get to Dolemeck.

So in spite of the fact that he can barely find his way around here on a good day, he runs in what he's fairly sure is the direction of the library, heart pounding.

[ngm_villains]

Getting to the library would be a very difficult task. Purifiers got onto the campus and spread out quickly. They mobilized like they had been training for this for awhile.

There were several between Ilya and the end point he was aiming for. One noticed the running teenager and shouted a warning to his fellow Purifiers as he raised his gun to shoot the boy.

[hauntingyou]

After another day of fruitless table rattling, creating cold spots, emitting random spooky noises, and generally disturbing the inhabitants of the Institute, Julia was drifting around the underground floors, seeing things she probably wasn't supposed to, but didn't understand anyways.

She couldn't hear the initial explosions, but she certainly did hear and see the alarms.

Oh shit, did I do that? No, wait, I've been here a while, and didn't set anything off before...

She quickly shot up, trying to avoid anything that seemed important and electronic, and wound up in one of the main hallways on the ground floor. A group of panicked students ran right through her.

Whoa.

Now she could hear the explosions, gunshots, and general chaos outside. She flew through the walls and immediately saw an armored figure aiming at a terrified student trying to take cover behind the fountain in the front oval. She didn't know what to do... she didn't know that she could do anything, but she had to try. In the blink of an eye, she was hovering in front of the armored figure, wrapping ghostly arms around him.

[ngm_villains]

The Purifier was just about to cap his first mutie in the head. Instead he got this translucent thing in his face and a chill around his body. He yelped and waved his gun around to try to dissipate whatever the hell it was like it was a bad fart.

[southern_heavy]

Brody was working in the garage, changing out the sparkplugs in his truck. With a cover album of Lila Cheney songs blaring from the stereo he'd put on his workbench, Brody couldn't hear World War 3 if it was right outside.

And it was.

Leaning back out from under the hood and lighting a cigarette, Brody turned from his truck to grab the bag he'd been keeping the new plugs in.

[ngm_villains]

When he turned, he'd see a small gaggle of Purifiers there.

One of them - what would have ordinarily been a very lovely woman in her mid-twenties - smiled nastily at him.

That's when the bullets started flying.

[kinetic_assault]

Brianna was in the rose garden, listening as her father gave her directions on the puzzle box.

"Yes, Daddy. Okay. Yes, Daddy. Don't worry, I'll make sure Kayla knows that, too. Okay. I love you. Bye now." she said, hanging up the phone.

[ngm_villains]

"Oh, how sweet. Saying good-bye to Daddy. Relish it. No one else got that chance." Brianna would find herself surrounded by three Purifiers. One had a gun trained on her. Another held two knives. The third - a tall, burly-looking woman - a bat.

"Consider yourself lucky," said the burly one, before taking a swing at Brianna.

[ngm_miscellaneous]

Once the Purifiers were defeated; those that could retreated. While the students had but a moment to bask, a massive shadow fell over the post populated part of the estate. As the shadow deepened, it broke up into darker, smaller shadows.

Cybernetically-enhanced, tougher than the cannonfodder sent in ahead of them, Prime Sentinels descended on the campus.

Monet Yvette Clarisse Maria Therese St. Croix | M

[ngm_xmen]

Monet Yvette Clarisse Maria Therese St. Croix - commonly known as Monet, less commonly but more economically known as M - frowned darkly. Right now, she could have been luxuriating on a beach in Thailand or Bali, having something delicious and alcoholic, reading something trashy and low-brow.

Instead, she'd returned to the fold at Rachel's behest to help out with some students.

And deal with things like this, apparently.

She had been helping to herd the students to safety when she heard the commotion and panic coming from outside. When she'd gone to check, she'd seen that little stunt show in the sky.

Disappointment gave way to anger. It was unfair for the kids to have to go through this much in so short a time. It really was.

Darting out the window, Monet let out an angry yell, wishing for a moment that her set of perfect powers included a sonic scream like her friend Siryn's.

She did, though, let loose with a flurry of telepathic bombs, a skill she'd learned a little from Betsy Braddock.

Doug

[talk_to_you]

Rachel! Doug screamed in his mind. He couldn't feel anything through their psychic link... Which meant she had to be unconscious or...

No. He'd have felt that.

Their first strike had disabled many of the Mansion's defensive systems, but there were also several redundancies put into place. As he raced towards Rachel's office, he could monitor the fighting on his datapad. He swore in Shi'ar. He just had to get the defenses back up...

Re: Doug

[ngm_miscellaneous]

The hallways were mostly bare of people as Doug raced through them. Though the defensive systems were being a little sluggish on recognizing the commands he put in on his datapad.