X-Men X-Emble!

[wild_child]

The Blackbird was about fifteen minutes out from Cape Citadel. Supposedly, Topher's boyfriend was going to meet the rest of them there.

Rose, meanwhile, was working up a fight plan in her head. It mostly involved slicing.

"So... we got a nutjub who thinks she's the second comin' of Magneto, somebody encoachin' on Little Miss Hellfire's trademarks, and a bunch of other flamin' nuts. What's the game plan, Summers?"

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[hellfire_empath]

Brooke sighed. "My mother is Regan Wyngarde," Brooke intoned as she swatted aside each of the illusions, sending them back to their maker. "The original Lady Mastermind. Not the designer imposter knock-off you're trying so hard to be." She reached out with her own powers of empathy then. "Don't you feel a little guilty over trying to steal someone else's trademark?"

[ngm_sisterhood]

The turtle could wait. She was going to put this girl down, now.

"I've just as much claim as she did," she growled. "And I won't let her whelp beat me."

She concentrated, putting all her power into an illusion of a storm of knives.

[fourshelled]

The sudden lack of illusions made D'Artagnan's steps falter. Like a sudden pressure being relieved. He licked his leathery lips and then charged the illusionist focused on his battle companion.

Both his swords came out with twin schings. "Fooor Xaaaaaaaaaviiiiiers!"

[hellfire_empath]

For a moment, Brooke felt a level of terror that she had never felt before. Fear. Real, honest fear for her life.

The illusions worked.

Until they didn't.

Her eyes flashing with anger, Brooke tore into Lady Mastermind. On the one hand, she sent back the illusion of the knives.

On the other, she channeled all of that fear she'd felt towards Lady Mastermind.

A double whammy, for her estranged aunt.

[ngm_sisterhood]

Lady Mastermind has never tangled with anyone who could resist her illusions before. She's woefully unprepared for the resistance or the feedback, setting her up to fall from the turtle's attack.

She hit the ground hard.

[fourshelled]

Since the X-Men were against disemboweling, D'Artagnan hit with the flats of his blades. And once she was down, he spanked her once. "Impudent strumpet! Think of a better nomenclature to use!"

Then he sheathed one sword and kept the other at the ready for any tricks.

[hellfire_empath]

Brooke advanced until she stood above Lady Mastermind. Still channeling that fear, she pushed all of the emotion onto Lady Mastermind, hammering her with it.

She had to admit...it felt good.