<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://68.media.tumblr.com/325f4ad9f15014754e2adb0f9e335c4f/tumblr_nycd0ttvBu1swwx3co4_250.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Robert Kelly<br/><strong>Location:</strong>In a convoy, Kansas<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday 8th, late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Magneto, Vanisher<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Driving, feeling nervous, panicking<br/><hr/><br/>Senator Kelly was almost painfully nervous as the limo he was in rolled over the bridge to head down onto the interstate highway. They had four police cars with them, and all his security was armed. The threat of Magneto's retribution hung over him like a sword. And there was nothing he, or anyone else, could really do. He knew full well that guns or armour were no real defense. He shivered and shook his head. No. Someone else would suffer the consequences. Director Charleston maybe. He didn't much care, as long as it was someone else.<br/><br/>He needed to be around. To run for presidency and control the mutants. Otherwise they would run wild and destroy everything that makes this nation great. No. He couldn't afford to die now, it was too soon. Too many more laws needed passing for control and security. The security men in the back gave him a bit of security. They were big men. But Robert himself stayed dead silent and just kept in his own mind. Security levels were flying up the longer it went between the Salvation incident and Magneto's inevitable retribution.<br/><br/>As the convoy rolled over the bridge Robert heard a panicked voice over the radio. The car ground to a halt, as did the ones behind them and in front. He started panicking immediately. The driver stamped down on the accelerator but nothing happened at all. As the men beside him loaded their weapons he felt the pull. A sudden, violent tug. Like a wall of force around him. Their weapons were yanked from their hands. And then the sound of horrific, screeching metal. Robert couldn't help nervously looking over his shoulder, only to see what he feared. The two police cars behind them had crumpled into wrecks, crushing the drivers and all the passengers. Not even a chance of fighting back. Then the two cars in front of him, crushed by an invisible force in the exact same way.<br/><br/>Eventually Robert looked dead ahead and saw a single figure standing in the center of the road. He silently prayed for any miracle, but he knew who it was. Magneto stood tall and confident, fully adorned in his armour. He had a look of perfect calm on his face as the metal of the police cars finally crumpled into orbs only about three feet across. Blood dripped from the crumpled metal. Robert shivered, beginning to incoherently yell at his men to kill the attacker. But inevitably Magneto simply raised his palm. The right side of the limo crumpled down smoothly, killing the passengers in an instant. In the same second the metal of the roof crashed down on the driver, leaving Robert isolated in the back of the car. He knew Magneto was approaching, beginning to shake uncontrollably before he saw the door tear itself away like nothing. It scattered across the road and he stumbled out. Before he could even take a step the metal of the door whipped away, tearing off a smooth strip. It hit Robert in the ankles, hard, and knocked him to the floor. He yelped in pain as it wrapped around his skin and trapped him there on the floor. All he could do was struggle to look up, to at least look as his assailant.