<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/XfHbD.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>  Name:</strong>Khutulan Karpitskaya<br/>  <strong>Title:</strong> Crimson Dynamo<br/>  <strong>Affiliation:</strong>  Resistance<br/>  <strong>Location:</strong>   Moscow<br/>  <strong>Tags:</strong> Selene, Black Widow, Magneto<br/></span></span><hr/><strong>   Present Time<br/>   Sorge AFB</strong><br/><br/>Khutulan stood against the wall as she heard the briefing the base commander gave him from what they knew. All communications down except shortwave radio and certain other lines. Casualties worldwide in the tens of millions. Bodies choking up the Moscow River. Los Angeles supposedly falling into the ocean with the rest of the state. SHIELD dismembered, the Avengers disassembled, the Fantastic Four lost and all of those other heroes of the West shown as useless as Khutulan had always suspected they were. When facing foes in garish costumes, they were formidable. But when they faced true enemies who could kick their teeth in for once, they folded easily.<br/><br/>It would be time for Russia to show the West, and the world, what true heroes are made of. She didn't need spandex or a cape to prove her utility. Just a one ton suit of armor based originally on a fifty year old design. Good old fashioned Russian Soviet knowhow combined with plenty of grit and guts behind it.<br/><br/>“As far as we can tell, this Magneto is the leader of the forces of Apocalypse,” the base commander, a bear of a man named General Brusilov, informed her before turning to the female AIM scientist flanking her. The one whom Khutulan had almost crushed the hand of during the surgery that implanted the cyberjack in the base of her neck. Her name was Damar.<br/><br/>“Our organization has a file on this Magneto. He has a history. He's the self proclaimed and quite literal Master of Magnetism and it is not just limited to the control of repelling and attracting metallic material with magnetic property, but control over the entire electromagnetic spectrum. He is known to be formidable enough to change and disrupt the orbits of satellites in space, and precise enough to clot the iron in a living creatures body to debilitate them. He can even manipulate the alloy known as adamantium.”<br/><br/>Khutulan's eyes narrowed. Everyone had heard of the mutant terrorist Magneto before, even if Russia. Here, where the Soviet Union euthanized most mutants upon their revelation, Magneto was just another example of how the West couldn't handle or police its own social problems and often exported them beyond. It was a mindset that carried through since the fall of the Soviet Union and one that held in her mind as well. “If this file is true, he is engaging in the very genocide he suffered from when he was a child,” Khutulan asked, raising an eyebrow.<br/><br/>“Blood begets blood. Magneto is a mutant supremicist and a terrorist,” General Brusilov stated gruffly.<br/><br/>“But a mass murderer?” Khutulan asked.<br/><br/>“It is immaterial, he is in command of the Moscovite forces. He must be slain and their headquarters crushed,” General Brusilov stated. “We lost contact with our special operations center in Moscow proper. All other forces are in retreat or disarray. Only you Khutulan and our Crimson Dynamo armor can threaten them now. You must strike a decisive counterblow for the Motherland. No one else can,” the General stated.<br/><br/>“No one else wants to get an implant planted into their brain stem?” Khutulan asked with a dry grin.<br/><br/>“No,” Deveraux, the other AIM scientist said. “Your new medical results have shown you have changed. As you stated in your briefing, you were unconscious for a great deal of time. As much as you and everyone else in this room have ignored it, you have been changed. Your body temperature is below sixty degrees. Your heart is barely pumping. Your blood has taken on a viscous, thick consistency more like a gel then a fluid. With the exception of certain nerve clusters in your sensory regions, they have been deadened. You are as close to living death without reanimation. When you encountered that creature that...” Deveraux started to speak before glancing at his clipboard. “Drained your vitality from you, you were then given this 'Judgement' injection while still suffering from the effects. You for all intents and purposes are unique. A mutation if you'll bear with me for a moment.”<br/><br/>Khutulans eyes narrowed. She didn't like being called a mutant and grouped with the rest of these genetic accidents with a proclivity for genocide. But she did nothing else but visually note her displeasure.<br/><br/>So Deveraux continued. “You are likely immune to the assaults of these psychic vampires which according to our reports, number more then a few including at least one high ranking female,” the AIM scientist said. “And as long as your electromagnetic shields are up, you should be resistant to Magneto directly applying his powers to manipulate your armor or systems,” he added, still adding his qualifiers. “So your General is right. You are the only one who can engage in this decapitation strike.”<br/><br/>Khutulan nodded grimly. “I am not a mutant,” she spat back first of all. “I'm not like those men,” she said, referring to the attackers who served Apocalypse and apparently this Magneto. “And I'll prove it. I'll bring the heads of both this Magneto and this head... vampire,” she said with a disgusting scoff. “I'll deliver them right to the doors of this base.” She then turned to the General. “Be ready General. I will return to report my success or not at all.”<br/><br/>“You don't have to be so fatalistic Khutulan,” Damar, the Dutch AIM scientist then said. “You just have to operate to the best of yours and the suit abilities. No need to martyr yourself.” Khutulan panned her vision to the female mad scientist and simply smiled, shaking her head as she headed off to the hangar to prepare herself for the mission.<br/><br/>Damar turned to the General as soon as she left. “You guys really raise em weird here in Russia,” she said.<br/><br/>General Brusilov stroked his bushy, Stalin-esque moustache. “It is not weird Miss. We Russians are fatalistic because we never trust in the better future. For us, we always have to fight for it, tooth and nail and over the bodies of many martyrs. The sooner you understand this, the sooner you will realize why Russia will never fall to these, or any invaders.”<br/>---<br/><strong>   Outskirts of Moscow</strong><br/><br/>Despite its unwieldy and top heavy appearance, the Crimson Dynamo armor was capable of silent running. And with most communications and radar down, her low level flight towards Moscow itself went smoothly, especially under the cover of darkness. She had passed out of communications range though and was passively trying to receive any transmissions. While her primary objective was to assassinate Magneto and the leading psychic vampire, another mutant named Selene and inflict as much damage on their command and control as possible, at the very last moment, and in complete secret, she had been given a secondary objective.<br/><br/>While officially secret, truth was anyone in the know of such matters had heard of the Red Room before. But it was one of those things barely anyone talked about, and beyond the rumors, anyone actually knew anything concrete about except it did exist for certain.<br/><br/>Out of the blue, General Brusilov confirmed those rumors and even more importantly, pointed her in the right direction. Not only was the Red Room real, like she always suspected, but their main complex was located directly under Moscow, lost in the labyrinth of the extensive Moscow underground and the current safe haven for likely tens of thousands of Russians undoubtedly cowering in the innumerable bunkers, stations, tunnels and shelters there.<br/><br/>Khutulan's secondary objective was simple. If practical make contact.<br/><br/>Then let them loose in an effective manner.<br/><br/>God Bless ambiguous orders.<br/><em><br/>NPC's:</em><br/>General Belisarius Brusilov: Sorge AFB Commander, Grandson of General Aleksei Brusilov (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Aleksei_Brusilov)<br/>Professor Gennady Gavrilov (http://imgur.com/UuE35) : Head Engineer of Crimson Dynamo Project<br/>AIM Scientist Deveraux: Male Biotechnology Specialist from France (http://marvel.com/universe/A.I.M.)<br/>AIM Scientist Damar: Female Intelligence Analyst from Netherlands (http://i1001.photobucket.com/albums/af134/MNBlend/Hayley%20Williams/HayleyGlasses.jpg)<br/>