Walter was pre-occupied doing what he does with a selected harm of ladies, having them treat him like royalty in a back room when the shit had hit the fan in less than proverbial words as a small army flooded the party.<br/><br/>"What the Hell?" He asked none of the girls in particular as they ran screaming from the room. The soldiers, who were decked out in military gear and wearing night vision type goggles were each holding high assault grade weaponry, Walter tried to think of what to do, where to go but he hadn't any way out without being found out.<br/><br/>"Ladies and Gentlemen!" One of the soldiers declared as he kicked an unsuspecting young mutant to the ground, "this isn't a robbery, it's simply rounding up the Gene Hazards." He declared and pointed his weapon at the kid's head. "If no mutants come with us in the next five seconds, this underage kid will die an untimely death, as will any who step forwards to speak their minds."<br/><br/>It seemed like time had slowed to a crawl for Walter as he tried to figure out what to do. On one hand he could run away from here and forget this whole night had ever happened, but on the other he couldn't stand by let these people be slain like sheep, whoever they were.<br/><br/>"5...," the lead spoke and pushed the muzzle of the gun into the boy's skull, "5 seconds before the mutant community shall be ripped apart by the Dogs!" He said, almost giddy with anctipation...