<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://sm.ign.com/t/ign_ro/news/n/nbc-reduce/nbc-reduces-the-player-order-to-9-episodes_5rnh.640.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Salvation<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Common Room TV (Showing scenes in New Jersey)<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 4th, 8:00 PM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yolande, Kitty, Rogue, Highlights, Rahne<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Shocking Footage on TV (Some violence/Injury)<br/><hr/><br/>Salvation looked at the approaching girl with a serious expression, although of course nothing could be seen behind the mask. Although now the eyes lit up a piercing red, and the array of lethal weaponry at his shoulders trained itself on her. But gunfire was not the plan here, instead he needed to knock her down.<br/><br/>The girl broke into a run, then a sprint, as she approached him. Swinging her fist at a superhuman rate, with more than enough force to destroy steel or concrete. Her face fell from anger to confusion and panic as Salvation simply caught her fist in his, squeezing violently causing her to scream in sharp pain. She was resilient enough that he didn't shatter her hand, but he badly bruised her and caused some internal fractures. As she pulled around her other arm Salvation delivered a violent uppercut to her jaw. The blow was driven by servos and motors, as well as the raw kinetic energy his armour could expel. It connected with an echoing crack, and in the moment he let go of her fist and watched her soar backwards. When she crashed down he approached, examining her carefully.<br/><br/>Still alive, barely conscious. One more impact and she's ready to bring in. As he walked cautiously towards her she raised her palm lightly, gesturing to a nearby car and yanking her hand towards him. Instantly the car catapulted itself through the air towards him, a ton and a half of steel aimed at his chest. Salvation watched it briefly, then spun in impossible time to raise his palm flat at it. A split second before the car hit him his palm flashed a bright red, seeming to drain energy from across the suit. A wall of force erupted from his palm, not stopping the car but tearing it apart in mid-air. The entire vehicle was reduced to pieces smaller than a golf ball, which scattered across the pavement in front of, and behind, Salvation harmlessly. A few pieces clattered into his armour but did nothing more than make metallic clangs and fall to the floor.<br/><br/>At this point he knelt down beside the target, looking down into her eyes through his scarlet lenses. He grabbed her by the hair, hard, and yanked her head up. Gritting his teeth to make sure he went through with it he slammed his hand down, cracking her head against the pavement. The ground crunched under the impact, but he'd judged it just right to knock her clean unconscious without cracking her skull.<br/><br/><strong>"Target apprehended. Proceeding to Xavier's School for Mutants on your order, Sir."</strong><br/><br/>Salvation quickly reported the success to Director Charleston. Paperwork was other people's jurisdiction, and given that she was unconscious she could be dropped at the school and they'd let her decide if she wanted to stay when she woke up. The Director would make sure some teachers were on hand to greet Salvation on arrival. Meanwhile, he had to get there. Hauling the young mutant from the floor he wrapped his powerful mechanical arms around her. Making sure she was tight to his chest he looked directly up, lighting his jets and soaring  into the sky in seconds he was nothing but a distant speck rapidly en route to the school.