<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/xmenmovies/images/b/b4/Nightcrawler_creepy_smile.jpg)</div><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>      Kurt Wagner<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong>         Nightcrawler<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  The Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Part Said<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong>          Open, Agent Brand<br/><br/></span></span><hr/><br/>I did some good in Kurt's heart to see just how good the battle went for Humanity. All the death and carnage around him was horrifying but he could take some solace in the fact that the beasts had been driven back. This was not time to rest though, not with the information that he had.<br/><br/>Most of Apocalypse's remaining forces had been routed and were fleeing back to Cairo as he understood it, but so few were heading back that it was hard to tell if that was the truth or not. The pittance that trickled back were easy to avoid at any right- the smoke and chaos on the horizon told him that he was getting close.<br/><br/>It didn't take a telepath to see what was still going on. There was still fighting in Port Said of course- but it gave up on even the pretext of being organized long ago on at least one side of the battle. Now Apocalypse's remaining forces weren't even pretending that this was anything but spreading slaughter.<br/><br/>Entering the city itself, he has no idea where to start looking for leaders of the Resistance or even who they were- but he knew how to get their attention. Or at least he knew how to ask. Teleportation clouds of Brimstone top the cityscape as Kurt looks for a fight with a bit of care. They will all have to be dealt with of course, but fighting lonely troops now could cost someone else their life fighting elsewhere.<br/><br/>There. The library just down the block from the roof he is standing on. Some Muslim Brotherhood Militia and SWORD Agents pinned down with some blessed Refugees. Pinned down by what looks like an androgynous electricity thrower, a man who shoots of black eye-beams, a strong man, and what looked like a woman with at least 6 arms- guns in two of them and swords in the other four. He sees a militia man rise to bravely open fire, a SWORD agent try to tackle him to get him back under cover, a black eye-beam lances out and soon the militia man- a man who Kurt couldn't help but imagine was just someone trying to protect people they cared about, was just gone. Disintegration maybe? They'd pay for that.<br/><br/>Kurt didn't like killing, but this was War. He draws his swords- a thin and almost graceful rapier for his right hand, a parrying dagger for his left hand, and a second shorter rapier for his tail.<br/><br/>The first strike against the four murderous Mutates, he still refuses to consider them brother and sister Mutants, is silent and sudden. Leaping from the rooftop for some extra momentum he disappears. . .<br/><br/>. . .Reappearing in a collision course with the large, strong mutate that had distracted himself with finding some larger rubble to throw. The contact is so sudden the large man doesn't even have time to make noise before Kurt takes him right out of his armor in a puff of brimestone smoke. . .<br/><br/>. . .And they reappear not quite straight up but closeby. Kurt then lets go before the large man gets any ideas and another puff of smoke. . .<br/><br/>. . .Putting the electricity thrower between him and the black eye-beam shooter he speaks for the first time, with a Swashbuckler's smile and pose, a loud "<strong>En Garde!</strong>" goes threw the air. Of course, these amatuer fighters go with their first instincts- the Swordswoman locks in place as she raises her swords while the Eye-beamer turns his head and fires. The Eletricity Thrower is soon little more then skeleton with bits of armor hanging on- and Kurt doesn't wait to see what happens when the beams are done with their work, he jumps and disappears. . .<br/><br/>. . .To deliver a hard stab with his dagger to the back of the neck of the beam shooter. Inwardly he curses himself for it going so well as the man drops in his armor. Maybe later he'll wish he'd made the man suffer more but no, that wasn't in this moment. The woman with the swords draws beads with her guns just as the shadow and the shouting voice over her starts to form. Like an amateur, she looks up instead of does the sensible thing like get out of the way.<br/><br/>Kurt really doesn't like what the mess of flesh looks like a scant moment later, shying his eyes away. Kurt didn't like using his powers to kill- but it was hard to deny that when he put his mind to it they were frighteningly effective. He wonders how much of the violence was his own heart, how much was trained into him by Xavier, and how much was just from how ugly the world had become.<br/><br/>"<strong>DEMON!</strong>" a shocked Militia Man calls out and raises his weapon, but another SWORD Agent steps in the way.<br/><br/>"<strong>Look at the Uniform. He's one of the X-Men. He's a Superhero.</strong>" the Agent replies, and decides wisely to leave out the part that the X-Men were all mutants in membership by design. They'd need all the help they can get.<br/><br/>"<strong>Nightcrawler, right? You with Tony Stark's group?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Ja, though he doesn't know it yet. Abigail Brand still Director of SWORD? Do you know where she is?</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Set up our HQ in one of the Mosques. We got scared civilians in here, could use the Escort- I'll take you right to her myself.</strong>"<br/><br/>"<strong>Danke! Lead the way. But we must be fast and I need you to pass on a message to leadership right now. You fought back better then Apocalypse was expecting, and he's on his way to end this himself.</strong>"