Hot Time in the Old Town

[Sabretooth]

((OOC: I'm posting all their powers just for the first post, just a little intro to the characters, basically))

Masque – psionically sculpt flesh with a touch, rearranging the features of living beings to alter their hair, skin or eye color, add on additions such as tentacles and extra eyes or mouths, seal off body orifices and transform others into grotesque creatures.
Senyaka – drain lifeforce energies from his opponents, convert his absorbed life energy into augmented physical vitality and psionic whips that can burn and paralyze others with bioelectrical charges
Sunder - enhanced physical body mass gives him superhuman strength, stamina, and resistance to physical injury
Fever Pitch – reduced to a flaming skeleton by organic flame abilities, allowing him to radiate intense heat, fly, and discharges explosive plasma
Tar – secretes a highly adhesive tar-like substance through his pores that causes him to stick to anything he touches, an effect that he can neutralize within minutes by oxidizing the tar so that it breaks free from his body
Pester – heightened agility, reflexes, vision, and sharpened teeth
Boost – converts into an energy state matching the frequency of his own mutagenic aura, enabling him to enter the body of another mutant and feed massive amounts of power to their own mutant genes, augmenting their abilities a hundred fold

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Masque threw his hat on the ground, cursing up a storm. “Goddamn it, Tar! I’ll turn you back when it’s over!” He stood at the top of the hill, glaring down at the town of Arbol Pequeño.

“I’m just not comfortable with you rearranging my face, Masque,” said Tar.

Senyaka came up behind Tar and grabbed his shoulders firmly. “It doesn’t matter if you’re comfortable with it. Those are our orders. Creed will know exactly who we are unless we change.”

Tar thought briefly of struggling against Senyaka’s grasp, then remembered the new member’s power of sucking the life out of others, and thought better of it. “Fine, do it.”

Masque shook his head and picked up his hat, dusted it off, and placed it back on his head. “You’re such a baby.” He cracked his old knuckles, the leaned close to Tar’s face. The younger man cringed at Masque’s old yellow teeth and bad breath, and the sensation got even worse when he touched him.

Masque had already formed the other’s faces in new ways; he transformed Senyaka’s normally angular and angry features into a soft, schoolboy look; he turned Sunder’s face and body from a thick bald visage to a skinny frail young man; Pester changed from his usual grotesque and gnarly look into a handsome Greek-like face (which Tar was sure Pester would attempt to make permanent).

Boost was to stay in support mode until they intercepted Creed once more, and Fever Pitch was going to provide air attacks.

Masque’s fingers worked over Tar’s face, molding his long black spiky hair into loose flowing blonde locks, his small nose into a pert little turned up version, and his long jaw into a smaller, rounder version. Tar ground his teeth in his new face, wrinkling it up and feeling the new skin move around.

“Gross,” he said to Masque.

“Yeah, well, your powers no great delight either, son.” The older man turned away in a huff.

The group moved down the hill towards the town. Masque, Boost, and Fever Pitch stood just below the top of the hill, watching the other four slip and slide slowly downwards.

“Now you just have to find the bastard!” shouted Fever Pitch.

“Don’t worry, children,” said a voice from behind them.

The group turned, startled and caught off-guard. Victor Creed towered over them from the top of the hill. “I think you’ll find him.”

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Sunder was the first to charge forward at the hulking man. Swinging his fists ham handedly, he barreled into Sabretooth. Creed turned with the man’s weight – startling from his altered appearance, he used to be even larger that Sabretooth himself – and pushed a hand up under his chin, forcing him to lean back and stumble over the side of the hill. With a grunt, Sunder tumbled down the slope, grinding and rolling through the rocks and sand.

Fever Pitch gave a yell and clapped his hands together. A burst of fire and energy erupted from them, then flew towards Sabretooth. Creed tumbled right as the fire burned past him, igniting his coat and blasting sand into the air. He launched himself upwards, his clothes igniting even further, and came crashing down upon the group, sending up a shower of fire, ashes, and dirt.

Creed grabbed Fever Pitch, despite the intense flames radiating from his body, and hurled him headlong into Masque. The old man held up his gnarled hands and screamed as the fiery mutant smashed into him. The two crumpled to the ground, both unconscious.

Pester and Tar circled Sabretooth from behind while Senyaka moved in from the front, creating his whips from his wrists. Of all the group, Senyaka and Fever Pitch were the only two Creed was concerned about, and one of them was already out. Sabretooth smiled as they came down upon him.

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Pester bit deeply into Sabretooth’s arm, gnashing his sharp teeth into his flesh. Sabretooth used his opposite hand to reach for the pipsqueak, only to find it coming short. Senyaka had wrapped both his whips around Creed’s wrist and was pulling in the opposite direction. The whips charred and burned into his skin, melting deep divots into his flesh. The smell of burned hair and skin was already in the air from grabbing Fever Pitch, but now it was overpowering. Sabretooth grunted and bared his teeth, attempting to break free of Senyaka’s hold.

Suddenly, his other arm became weighted even more, as Tar attached himself to it. “Pull him to his knees, Senyaka!” Tar screamed.

While Pester’s weight was easy enough to carry, the force of three men pulling down upon him caused Victor’s arms to weaken. Senyaka’s whips were digging further in, and Vic could feel his strength being pulled out through the wound. He snarled, saliva dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Pester released him, only to bite down harder on Victor’s shoulder. Sabretooth roared in the tiny man’s face, but Pester only smiled around a mouthful of Victor’s flesh.

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Sabretooth struggled against his captors, straining to bring his arms up, together, anywhere. Senyaka's hold on his left arm was clearly too much - but Pester and Tar, on the other hand...

With a roar, Sabretooth swung his right arm directly towards his own face, colliding his skull with Pester's. The much smaller man's eyes rolled back in his head, and he released his hold on Creed's arm.

Tar hung from Sabretooth's wrist, his powers holding him firmly sealed on. Seeing Pester collapsed to the ground, however, he reevaluated his attack.

"Shit!" Tar yelled as he released Sabretooth's arm from his grasp.

"Tar! You idiot!" Senyaka screamed at the man. Tar made as if to run, then stopped as he felt his face shift. His features rearranged, as did Senyaka's and the unconcious Pester's as Masque died from being underneath Fever Pitch.

The small hesitation ended Tar's life. Sabretooth strained against Senyaka's whips, and grabbed the back of Tar's neck. The man gave a shriek and flailed, spraying tar all around himself. Creed lifted him off the ground, then slipped his hand fully around the man's neck. With a firm squeeze, Sabretooth crushed the life from Tar.

He flung the man away from himself just as Sunder came charging back up the hill.

"Forget about me, Sabretooth?" The huge man yelled. Sabretooth took his free hand and grabbed Senyaka's whips, ripping them from his arm. From within the wound they had created, he briefly saw his own bones, but then he was swinging the man by his own whips towards Sunder. Sabretooth's palm smoked and sizzled as he let go of Senyaka, throwing him directly at the charging behemoth.

Surprisingly, Sunder managed to duck under the flying man, and Senyaka continued to fly across the hill and over the side, where he landed in the rocks with a sickening crunch.

Sunder drew back a fist, ready to pummel Sabretooth. "You're not so bad, Creed!"

Sabretooth slid to the side as Sunder threw his punch. His fist flew past Creed and into the open air just as Sabretooth poked out two sharp claws, which he slid easily into Sunder's eye sockets.

"AAAIIIIIIIIIIRGGHGH!"

The huge man clapped his meaty hands over his destroyed face and stumbled backwards, screaming and crying. Looking around, Sabretooth surveyed the scene.

Pester lay unconcious at his feet. Sunder screamed wildly to his left. About ten feet in front of him, Masque slowly burned underneath Fever Pitch's body. Tar and his collapsed throat lay near Pester. And off the hill, Senyaka was lying on a pile of rocks, his body in a series of unnatural angles.

Sabretooth put his foot on Pester's throat and pushed down. The little man gave a small grunt, then a squishing noise emmitted from his mouth. He twitched and shuddered, then gradually stopped moving.

Sunder gave another terrible scream and then collapsed to his knees, moaning.

Sabretooth smiled and walked away from the hill, back towards the town.

Love it when they scream.