Superhero Anarchy

James landed outside the TMX headquarters, the large skyscraper in the middle of Possibility City. James waited, Jennifer as if on que pulled up street size to the building. She looked up. \"Wow, Its Huge!\"

Hurricane smirked. She walked upto the door and walked inside. James and Jennifer followed. The inside of the TMX Building was very exquisit, very elequant and defined. Marble floors and pilars. At the front desk sat a secretary. Hurricane waved to her and lead the two to the elevator. \"We\'oingoing to see Vintage. He\'ll help us.\"

James nodded \"The leader of TMX. He better, he may be the only one concerned about this issue, nobody else seems to be.\" He entered the elevator after Jennifer. Hurricane pressed a code on the pad, and a new set of buttons opened, she pressed the one \"X2\" and the elevator began moving.

\"This place is Huge.\" Jennifer commented as they rose in the elevator. The glass case letting them watch how high they were going as they rose upwards. Jennifer looked. \"Looks like you guys have ammounted quite the wad of cash over the years, since the war eh?\"

Hurricane shook her head \"No, many buisnesses and factions donate large sums of money. We make a large difference. Im sure Vintage is very stressed looking for Slash, Dranzior and Odin.\"

James nodded, the door opened. \"Lead the way Hurricane.\"

Hurricane lead them into the upper most levels of the skyscraper. She lead them down the hall, a left turn and into an office, the mammoth of a man. Vintage, the leader of Team Mutant X sat at a desk. \"Yes, Hurricane im glad to see you\'ve broughten them here.\"

James walked upto Vintage, who stood up. They shook hands and exchanged pleasentries. \"I belive that we are on the verge of a grave encountehe ghe government strides to enslave mutants.\" He places the files down on the table.

Vintage looked. \"You must be joking, right?\" He looked very serious. \"These are very serious accounts against our government. Punishable by death.\" He looked. \"Hurricane, do you believe this man?\"

Hurricane nodded. \"He sent one of his own, on a life or death mission to recover these files Vintage, if its anything to beleive, its these files.\"

Vintage sat down. \"I will read them over, but Mr. Cain.\" He looked. \"Hurricane, lead these two out of here. We need to have a talk.\"

James was oddly suspicious, Vintage the leader of TMX the formost leader for mutant rights was very unwilling to listen to a claim as serious as his. Even when he had the substancial evidence proving it, they were official government doccuments. Hurricane looked to James as she walked him and Jennifer to the Elevator. \"Im sorry, I dont know whats gotten into him. I\'ll keep in touch, we\'ll figure this out, with or without Vintage\'s help.\"

James simply nodded. Jennifer lead him to the elevator. \"We\'ll make sure Rayvin pays you a visit too kay?\" Hurricane nodded, before the elevator door closed, and Vintage walked up. \"Sever ALL ties with him and his faction Hurricane, they\'re nothing more than a rebellios group of mutants, looking for attention. The kind of mutants that give us mutants that fight day and day a bad name.\"

Hurricane glared at Vintage \"Dont you dare say that. I stayed with him and his faction for nearly a month, they do nothing but good. I suggest you read those files. And ggesggest you concidre what they\'re trying to share with you.\"

Vintage glared at Hurricane. \"Dont talk to me like that. I have seen more than you\'ve even dreamed about. You realize this isnt the first group to try and way me against our government that\'s lead us in peace since the war. How dare you question their loyalty, especially with all they\'ve done for us.\"

Hurricane walked off. \"For once father..\" she looked back. \"You\'re wrong.\"

James looked to Jennnifer as they decended down the elevater. \"Jennifer. Tonight, I want you to break in here, retrieve all the information of TMX\'s activities that you can.\"

Jennifer smirked \"You know thats what I do best.\" she said. As they got to the bottom, James walked out of the building. \"Lets get a hotel room. Tonights gonna be a busy night for you.\"

Rayvin looked at Duane and Vincent. \"Just what possesed the two of you to go out and destroy the whole town?\"

Duane looked. \"Take the stick out of your ass Rayvin. We were fighting crime. We saved a bank from getting robbed, we prevented a gang war and a mass slaughter.\"

Vincent looked. \"Speak for yourself Duane, we got the job done.\"

Kevin looked. \"I just saved their asses. God only knows what would\'ve happened if I never showed up in that park.\"

Rayvin just shook his head \"We got to stay out of trouble for now. We\'ve got to keep a low profile. My mug shot is all over authorities for breaking into that \'government building\'. And Duane, you\'re already in enough crap as is for that highway destruction, and breaking out of Jail. Who knows what Vincent has on his head. The only one of us with relative freedom is Kevin, so he will be doing the patrols for this week.\"

Duane shook his head \"You\'re sending a ticking time bomb out on patrol.\"

Kevin stood up, looking at Duane. \"Hey! I\'ve been apart of this team just as long as you hav des deserve my shot to show i can do patrol as well. I may get angry once n\' a while but Im capable of doing anything I have to.\"

Rayvin nodded. \"Noone is doubting your abilities Rage, you\'re a valued memeber of this team.

Vincent looked at Rayvin. \"Pardon me, but, I am not technically part of this \'team\' so am I exempt from this conversation.\"

Rayvin looked to Vincent with a nod. \"Well, really as far as the rant went, I was just talking to Duane.\" Duane punched Rayvin in the arm with a glare. \"Hey!\" He said walking into the kitchen. \"Just because I got a twitchy trigger finger, doesnt mean Im a bad person.\"

Rayvin looked to Kindred, rubbing his arm with a slight wince. He packed a punch. \"Noone is saying you\'re a bad person, you just tend to kill your share of innocent people.\"

Kindred shook his head \"Its not my fault they cant dodge a speeding bullet. Hell, I can.\"

Rayvin raised an eyebrow. Duanes self confidence was radiating off of him like sunshine and Rayvin was almost disgusted by it. \"Not everyone can dodge bullets. I simply would just opt to cut the guns in half before you could even react.\"

Duane looked at Rayvin, holding his guns out he looked at him. \"Try It..\"

Rayvin shook his head. \"Put those away Duane.\"

Duane put them away, nearly reluctantly and looked at Rayvin. \"Sorry Ray, Im a bit thick skulled at times.\"

Rayvin nodded \"Your forgiven, although your ego can be a sizeable frustration sometimes.\"

Vincent looked to the two of them. \"If anyone needs me, I\'ll be in my quarters.\"

Kevin sat on the couch, he looked to Duane and Rayvin, he was thinking \"So guys, what exactally do I do on patrol, I dont know If I\'d be as good with the rooftop patrol as the two of you guys are.\"

Duane shrugged \"You have a car, use it.\" Rayvin nodded. \"Yes, or you can always walk the streets, its not illegal for mutants to walk the streets. You\'ll just look a little odd if you get all costumed up.\"

Kevin nodded \"Im sure I\'ll think of something.\" He shrugged. \"What about the sewers?\"

Duane raised an eyebrow, his obvious holding back of the laughter imminent. \"Umm, dude, theres like mutated alligators and shit down there. Hell for all I bet theres god dammned mutant turtles or something!\"

Rayvin raised an eyebrow \"Duane, you\'re one for the farfetched, mutant turtles, you\'re fucked up.\"

They both looked to Rayvin with an awestruck look. He\'d never cursed, ever. Not even in the angriest of times. Kevin looked to Rayvin, standing up. \"Dude, you need some sleep.\" He said, patting him on the shoulder before walking off.

Kindred looked jaw dropped. \"Dude, you just said fuck. I bet Mrs. Mitchells crying all the way in Japan at this very moment to know her little baby boy Rayvin said a bad word. Hell, your father would probably ever forget you fell in love with a girl if he found out you said a curse.\" He chuckled. \"Sorry dude, I know its a soft topic.\"

Rayvin nodded. \"Just be glad you\'re my friend, or you\'d quite possibly be dead at this moment.\". He watched as Duane walked away, shaking his head. \"What, I\'ve said bad words before, Damnit! listen to me, ... you... you... you bastard!\" Duanes laughter was heard off down the hallway. Rayvin just shook his head \"My mother would have my head.\"