<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/WPmxT6V.jpg?1)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Project XIII<br/>(Optional)<strong>WEARING:</strong> Control Suit[Minus Helmet]<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> 08-25-2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong> 0320<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Project Cadmus<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong> Answering a Call to Arms? Or following orders? [Bit of both]<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open, Vixen, Supergirl, Stargirl</span><br/><hr/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"> His attacks were ruthlessly efficient and calculated, with Vixen being taken out of commission for a few moments, while Stargirl had to turtle behind her forcefield and all Supergirl could do was block his heat vision. But she did block it, while most people would have been burned in half. She cried out if that was the best he had, and he increased the pressure.<br/><br/> "You don't want to see my best. Trust me." He was Waller's secret weapon for a reason. His multi-tiered assault put them all on the back foot, but the women quickly started to retaliate. Vixen was healing herself behind his back while he continued blasting the Supergirl, but Stargirl was the first to fight back. As bodies as whatnot bounced off of her forcefield, she let loose a torrent of red energy that flashed into his vision and he felt actually impact his face since his visor was retracted.<br/><br/> He <em>should</em> have been able to dodge if he wanted, but he wouldn't have been fast enough. Instead, however, he tanked it. Or he thought he did, but a few seconds after he got hit, he suddenly felt his equilibrium shift and he fell to one knee against his will. "Wha? Wha happ...nnnng?" He was confused, dazed, and as weak as a newborn calf for a few moments. And Waller saw it all on his suit cam as well as the surveillance feeds in the area.<br/><br/> She screamed in fury as Thirteen's vitals spiked in all sorts of crazy ways. They knew of Kryptonite, but utilizing red sunlight wasn't something they had researched too often. It worked, but it wasn't lethal. Only a power dampener. He stood with a grunt, and took a few shaky steps towards Stargirl, while his heat vision faltered and shorted out. Suddenly he felt the ground thud before impossible force gripped his skull and ripped his helmet clean off it. <br/><br/>Then those same super hands squeezed his head and held him still while a swift kick to the back of his knee dropped him once more. Despite his struggles, the red sunlight did a superb job at keeping him from fighting back, and his strength was now insufficient in prying Vixen's pachyderm powered hands off of him. <br/><br/>But then the pressure vanished, although his strength didn't return, so when he tried to stand up too fast, he only fell back down to his knees, panting with exertion. Supergirl stepped up, talking to him, and he shook his head, aiming a weak and useless punch at her. "Free? What is <em>freedom</em>?!" <br/><br/>He roared, spittle flying out as he stood up, then fell back over on his butt. He'd never been weak before, and his body didn't know how to handle it, nor did his brain know how to handle moving that frame without the massive power behind it. He was like a newborn trying to walk. Suddenly though, his eyes glazed over, and he threw his head back, shrieking as Vixen cut the connection he'd been linked with since birth.<br/><br/> It was the first time a constant stream of data, commands, and other information wasn't constantly pumped into his head. The intense and nearly instant data purge caused him to vomit on the floor, then look up at Supergirl as she was passed his data bomb. He held his hand out, trying to tell her to wait, but he couldn't form the words.<br/><br/> He could only watch as she crushed the device...and a cloud of green dust powdered the air around the only two Kryptonians in the room. Thirteen nor Kara could help breathe it in, and immediately thick blue veins bulged across their faces, joints, arms; everywhere. It was only a small rock, that when combined with the explosive would have been sufficient to weaken Thirteen at the time of detonation to the point that it would have blown his head off. But with the stone simply crushed, it was enough to temporarily hurt, but not kill the two aliens. "Kryptonite," he finally managed to choke out too late to help. <br/><br/>While Thirteen fought off, or tried to at least, the three women in the room, more troops mobilized, with G-Gnomes as well as G-Elves. While the Gnomes were tiny and weak, they were masters of the mind. On the other hand, the Elves were roughly human-sized, however, like chimpanzees they were far stronger than a human, and had built-in combat techniques implanted in their minds to make them even more effective. So when Robin's smoke poured thick into their entry point, the soldiers panicked as an invisible enemy was a dangerous one.<br/><br/> And sure enough, moments later men started dropped like flies. The closest Gnome's eyes glowed as he searched for a mind, and when it found one, it linked with an Elf who flipped up onto the ceiling, then pounced down at Robin's mental signature with a clawed swipe aiming at his chest. The others elves attacked Aqualad as he was visible and a bigger physical threat due to his Atlantean physiology setting something off in the Gnome's mind. "Who the hell are these people?!" When no one had an immediate answer, Waller squeezed the phone in her hand so hard it broke. "And someone get me another goddamn phone!!"<br/></span><br/>