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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[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.

[hellfire_empath]

They were heading towards her. Vibranium armour. Vibranium weapons.

Meanwhile, she was just a woman in an expensive dress and four-and-a-half inch heels.

One who could take these Purifiers, three at a time, and make them fear mutants the way that mutants ought to be feared.

She ducked behind a doorway, thankful that her powers didn't require eye-contact to work. She reached for the nearest Purifiers and tugged on their heartstrings, manipulating them. They were going to want to turn, run away in terror. After all, the Purifiers already felt fear of a sort, that's part of why they were here. She just needed to change the kind of fear that they felt.

[ngm_villains]

The first few were hit hard, suddenly screaming and running off. The others took note, one pulling out a grenade and flinging it in the direction they had seen the mutant.

[hellfire_empath]

Brooke saw the grenade coming and ran far in the other direction, seeking haven deeper inside the building that housed the guest quarters. She heard the boom! of the grenade and shuddered. Should've had Colossus' barbaric mutation, she thought as she reached out again, this time for the one who had thrown the grenade in her direction.

This one would feel overwhelming desire for one of the other Purifiers and tackle them down to make out.

[ngm_villains]

"Augh! Nelson! That better be a vibranium baton!" While Brooke couldn't see her handiwork, it was obviously having an effect.

"Would you two knock that off?" There were more Purifiers moving outside the building. With a couple intrepid ones going into the building after the dust cleared from the grenade explosion.

[hellfire_empath]

Brooke grinned. She couldn't see it, but she could hear it.

But she couldn't hang out here forever.

She turned and started heading for one of the other exits. Going upstairs would be stupid, this she knew. No one who ever did it in a slasher flick ever made it out alive, and here, Brooke was technically dealing with an entire army of slashers.

She needed to get to a panic room, and quick.

[ngm_villains]

The Purifiers who had entered the building were moving forward cautiously. There was a mutie on the loose in the building. They wanted to shoot her before she did whatever she had done to the others.

Their slow movement and cautious pace let them hear Brooke's high heels clack on the floor. So they moved in her direction with guns raised to fire at the first person they saw.

[hellfire_empath]

They could come for her all they wanted. Brooke's heels weren't coming off. She took a deep breath and tapped into the fear that she felt. She imagined that fear blossoming from her body, flowing outwards in concentric circles as low pulses of power.

She needed the others to feel her fear and trepidation.

[ngm_villains]

Most of the Purifiers who felt the fear coming from ahead of them stopped in their tracks. Only a couple of them shakily pulled themselves forward from the pack. Their hands weren't steady, but they pushed themselves forward.

[hellfire_empath]

Brooke's fear shifted into a fresh terror.

A terror which she still gave off in waves.

At some point, they couldn't push past the fear, right?

She changed direction. Staying here, alone, that wasn't safe. She needed to head to the main part of the campus, with the others.

[ngm_villains]

One of Brooke's trailing Purifiers stopped dead in his tracks. Terror pushing him into a panicked state of muscle-lock. His mind whirring over how it was game over, man, game over.

The other Purifier screamed at the top of lungs and ran in the direction Brooke had gone. She was mindlessly spraying bullets in front of her, trying to take out the fear pushing her into a run to destroy everything in front of her.

[hellfire_empath]

Out of all of those bullets going everywhere, it was perhaps thankful that more than one didn't hit Brooke.

But one did hit Brooke. In the back, on the shoulder. A pain of the sort that she had never felt before violently blossomed, and she saw red. Brooke stumbled. The bullet didn't go all the way through. She fell to her knees and lashed out with her powers, using the newfound pain to her advantage.

They weren't reacting the way she wanted them to. This was a first.

Breathing heavily, she struggled to stand up and continued trying to get away. It would need to be a panic room nearby, now.