<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/h3ZzKUc.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Cyclops"<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Danger Room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 1st, 1:45 pm<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Wolverine, Psylocke, Shadowcat, Chamber, Colossus<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Cyclops leads the team into the fray, she makes her entrance speech and feels that moment before the duel. Then she fires at Pyro, convinced the mutant is about to launch fire at all of them. Cyclops also does some damage to Scarlet Witch, but doesn't eliminate her. Pyro's damage is also indistinguishable. The fight has started. The list of enemies is in a previous Juggtacular post.<br/><hr/>Down from the building where they’d planned, and prepared to engage the situation before her, Salem checked the eyes of those around her. Psylocke and Shadowcat were already around the backside of the bank. Cyclops had taken the lead with Colossus, Wolverine, and Chamber behind her.<br/><br/>The program had made a path through the police barricades, and the x-men arrived on the simulated scene. Cyclops had boughten into the bit. Everything felt real. She didn’t bother talking to the program at all, there were virtual police outside, but unlike the real world, they weren’t stopping the x-men to fill them in on what had already happened. Instead, Salem led her team past the shouting civilians on the street and toward the front Entrance of the bank.<em>“My father’s in there, please, help him!” - “Mutant scum!” - “Please stop all of this!” - “My baby! Will somebody save my baby!”</em>The shouts from the people gathered outside of the police barricade served as distractions. Salem couldn’t even be sure if the words being shouted toward her were indicators of what was inside or not.<br/><br/>The bank had a glass window up front. Salem’s team could see the enemies inside. She could see the bank staff, and the Brotherhood. The hostages weren’t visible from the front of the building. Salem could tell that the glass doors had been locked and secured with additional hardware. She had no time to be messing around with doors. Her pace didn’t slow down, she brought her hand up to her visor, brought the beam up a few notches and blew away the glass entryway to the bank.<br/><br/>It had been a grand entrance, and it might have left her whole team vulnerable in the first moment, not hiding behind cover, coming in to the bank with their proverbial zipper’s down and their chins held high.<br/><br/>She announced their entrance as well.<strong>“This is over! Come forward peacefully! There’s no need for violence!”</strong>With her right hand on her temple and her stance in an athletic and static position, she helf herself there with her eyes focused on the enemy. She watched them, waiting for just one of them to show hostility. Her words said that she was here to preserve the peace. But her real goal was to take down and incapacitate as many enemies as possible as fast as possible to reorder the Brotherhood’s priorities.<br/><br/>But she needed to wait for one of them to make a hostile move. At first, she was counting them, trying to figure out how many of the Brotherhood were here. The lack of hostages was alarming. Salem was inside the bank now. And she still didn’t see anyone but Brotherhood.<strong>“Lay down your arms if you have them! And, put her hands on the floor!”</strong>Salem almost felt like she was robbing the bank. But, she was actually commanding the bank robbers to do things that bank robbers usually command other people to do.<br/><br/>Salem could feel the tension growing tight. Breath was suddenly frozen, the sands of time slowed down like the wind on the desert with still tumbleweed. She was frantic, her eyes growing wide under her visor. Her mouth was going dry. She could feel the fight about to explode into madness. She was scanning her enemies, desperately trying to find who would raise the first weapon, who would take the first charge. Then she saw it. Someone’s shoulder shifted backwards, they were in action. Time was tricky, it almost felt like she could see the movement in slow motion. It was Pyro, he was moving, shifting, pulling his body back. Preparing to throw it forward... and with it, his fire was coming too.<br/><br/>Salem wasn’t surprised that he was the first to move. Her Fingers knotched her Visor back down to 12%, about two points below a lethal impact. She aimed her beam and fired true into Pyros chest, sending him backwards four feet through the air and onto the ground.<br/><br/>Just as Cyclops made her first strike, a projectile was coming her way from Scarlett Witch. The battle was on. Salem leaped back, turned up her intensity to combat against the Witch’s powerful attacks, and aimed directly into the center of the strike. The optic beam fired, but it missed Scarlet Witch’s shot. Instead, she hit Scarlet Witch’s shoulder, shattering the woman’s upper arm bones with the impact. Meanwhile, Salem was struck with the Witch’s blast, and a wave of pain swept down her back. She lowered down to a knee.<br/><br/>Raising her head, Salem was just trying to make sure a follow up wasn’t on the way. She felt her team engage behind her, and she started to watch as everyone started the brawl. It was chaos, but it was satisfying. She looked for her next target, prepared to fire from one knee if she needed to.