Alert! Silent gasses. (Alpha an NU.)

Nu was less than enthusiastic to fight this beastly teen. It was a huge plight of hers. Not being able to talk things out with people. Everything she did had to be done without any communication of any kind, especially in the heat of the moment like this. Though, after seeing her barrier get broken, Nu realized they were past the point of negotiation. More so now that the mutated teen had laid into the strange woman and sent her back into the gas with a brutal swing of his arms. Nu’s eyes narrowed in annoyance and anger. Why did everything have to be reduced to violence? She thought.

The young mute raised her hands up ready to brawl with the monstrous teen, only to lower her guard when he stopped suddenly in his tracks. Nu’s neon green eyes would quickly dart down to the ground. A patch of ice had crept up and seized the teens leg. It had to have been from the strange woman. She managed to set a trap just before she got knocked away. There would be no time for Nu to relax however. As the teen struggled to free himself, his body began to writhe and mutate further.

They would be here forever if Nu tried to fight this thing with her fists. She was still unaware of the physical power she actually possessed. There was one solution she instantly came to, as her eyes tracked up to meet the teens. A surefire way to knock him out without hurting him. A bright pink glow would envelope the young woman as she raised her right hand up in the mutated teen’s direction. A ring of pink energy would quickly form around the teens neck. Nu would tighten her hand and the ring would imitate the movement, tightening around the next of the monster.

His massive body struggled to fight free of the vice. Two of his four arms quickly shot up. His clawed fingers tried to dig in under the deadly collar, but it was to late. Nu had already tightened the ring to much, and now the teen was not only fighting to free itself, it was fighting just to breath. And within a matter of seconds, the teen would lose both battles. His body would go limp, all four arms dangling at his sides. Nu would release her grip and allow the teens body to slump to the ground. Hopefully by the time he came to, this nightmare would be over.

Following the sounds of heavy resistance and struggling, finding her way back towards the man and the woman slowly but surely, with a final thump of something heavy hit the ground, and in a fair distance, she sighted the... Strange one. Rylie still didn't have many words for the woman, and the man who spoke with thoughts was gone too. But the large teen was down and out, which must have meant that the woman was really strong!

"Hey! Heeeey!" Rylie would run over to Nu, her hair a little muffed and her clothes smelling sweet like the gas that surrounded them, but otherwise fine despite the hard wack she took from the four armed meta.

"If that is done, you should come with me! I found a manhole where the gas was coming from! I could tell because it looked really fresh and smelled suuuuuuuper strong... I'm... Just not strong enough to lift it, and I don't want to break it. So come on!" She'd say as she grabbed at the mutes hand and started in the direction she came from, her grip rather strong, and mildly cold.

"I'm Rylie, and I really want to ask. What are you? Well, I know what you are of course! I just don't know what you 'are' and it's really weird because I really feel like I should know what you are. I'm an angel myself. Well, at least, that's what I know what I am," Rylie would prattle on, not alert to the fact the woman was actually mute as she stopped by the manhole cover she had found.

"See! The gas is really strong here. Really smelly too. I'm not normally too affected by it, I learned when I first got in here, but the smell is starting to give me a headache," Rylie would point out the manhole cover as she poked her tongue out and spat, as if trying to get rid of the taste, but didn't seem to have too much luck.

With the rise of more gas clouds, Travis could only assume that more metahumans would be created from the mutagentic effects that were being spread around. An explosion rattled off in the distance, causing a small shower of dust to rain down on him with the threats of the tunnel collapsing following. He thought over the idea and shrugged, quickly rising through one of the manholes which weren’t spewing gas yet and landing on the street in a low crouch. All it took was a turn to the right to see a once might sky scraper having been turned into a great heap, dust having spread from the point which it fell. To think a quick metahuman outbreak could already be causing so much damage to the city.

Just imagine what a controlled mutation could cause.

That was when he noted that two shapes were running through the gas, one of which he was vaguely aware of the identity of. He would have approached them, but that was when he sensed someone close and felt the explosion impact his barrier. Collapsing the street around him to the point that the block began to collapse inwards.

Nu’s gaze scanned the surrounding area as she heard a woman’s voice ring out. The young mute recognized it as the strange young woman she had been left with. Her bright blue hair was the first thing that came into view for Nu, no amount of gas was going to block out that hue. Before Nu could even reach into her pocket for her phone, the young woman would take hold of Nu’s arm. She was so eager to show what she had found, that she nearly pulled poor Nu off her feet. There wasn’t much Nu could do but follow along.

The whole time Nu was being lead to the manhole cover, the strange woman bombarded her with a series of really strange questions. And of course, not being able to speak, all the mute could do, was flash a few confused glances and arch a brow. When they finally reached the manhole cover, Nu could see what Rylie had been talking about. The gas was particularly thicker in this area and was indeed pouring out of the holes in the cover. Before Nu would attempt to lift the cover, she’d motion for the ‘angel’ to wait a moment.

Nu would reach into her pocket to retrieve her phone. Her fingers began to write out a response to Rylie’s questions, with questions of her own. While Nu was in the middle of typing, there was a very loud boom. It was like an explosion. Nu’s head quickly snapped in the direction of the noise. Her eyes widened as she saw the street up ahead, begin to collapse down into the sewers below. It wasn’t just the road either, the entire block had begun to sink down. This prompted Nu to rush forward, both her her arms shooting skyward. The little mute would become enveloped in a thick pink aura that would then extend to the buildings and nearby debris as Nu attempted to keep them from collapsing. They hadn’t searched the buildings for any survivors yet, and that was the thought running though Nu’s mind. She couldn’t let these buildings go till she was sure it was safe. Rylie would have to wait a little longer to get that response from Nu.

While Rylie waited for the mute to do something, she soon realized that Nu was in fact, Mute, the way she got her phone out, typing into it after 'motioning' for the angel to wait. Rylie knew she wasn't always... In the moment, but she had enough common sense to realize this, and so she waited...

Right till the street ahead of them collapsed, then the buildings, the entire block really. "Oh! That isn't good!" Rylie, stating the obvious, frowned at the encroaching carnage, till the mute decided to stop it, creating that barrier around the collapsing buildings and rubble, leaving Rylie to stand back. Useless... But she didn't want to be useless.

Running after the woman, Rylie started forming orbs of ice into the palms of her hands, throwing them into the rubble, her mind only focused on creating platforms to help stabilize the buildings Nu was keeping up, and while she wasn't sure if this was helping, or if she was making it worse, she kept forming her orbs of ice, throwing them where she saw the most dangerous looking damage could be caused, in an effort to tide the mess before it got worse.

"Someone is doing this! Why? Why... They should be stopped." Rylie asked herself as she worked, frowning as she kept playing the thought over and over again. Why? Why? And... Why. This world was so full of good, how could someone do this? She often considered if she should be a hero, with all the others who called themselves such, yet here she was, and where were they.

Throwing the thoughts away for now, the angel just focused on freezing the collapsing rubble, till there was nothing left to do.