Las Vegas Old War Style (Closed to Morire)

Near down town Las Vegas X-98B is tracking an enemy of the secret society that gave him his powers feeling tired, bored and hungry he sniffs the air and looks around for the unfirmiliar smell its starting to smell like a super human he follows the smell

The smell draws X-98B toward a park, out past the flashing neon lights that paint the skyline, and in that park holds a couple of trees and a bit of grass,

sitting on a small bench is the source of the smell, a small boy, his hands fiddling with some small trinket, whistling softly under his breath.

X-98B thinks this kid he sees is harmless but keeps at the ready to use his telekinetic abilities if he isnt.
"hey kid you okay? you lost?"

the boys head snaps up, looking at X-98B with disdain and annoyance. "No. I'm not lost, and I don't need your help."

He quickly hides the object between his palms, all you saw was light glinting off of the metallic object.

The stark contrast between the look on his face and his childish demeanor is unnerving

X-98B puts his hands in fists to prepare for anything and to prepare his titanium swords
"listen Kid im just trying to help you i know how it feels to be abandoned" X-98B is trying to pretend like he didnt see anything at all but gets into a ready position to attack or defend

"Get lost old man. You obviously don't know where you are or what you're doing, go home or get drunk...I honestly don't care which." the child snaps at you, showing no fear.

The backpack sitting beside him is a dusty denim color, and it appears that he has traveled a long way, and no one else is around, the park in sin city is empty save for the two and a few birds in a nearby tree,

"Old man? okay thats it kid" feeling annoyed by the boys comments he uses his telekinetic abilities to try and lift the kid and the bench in which he sits high in the sky "yeah what now huh kid?"

Schism's eyes widen as he is lifted bodily into the air, and struggles against the power, but seeing that it is hopeless, he calms, focusing inwards, manifesting his power into a rock, a heavy grey stone that flings itself at the man on the bench like a fast ball from a pitcher.

The birds that were in the tree take to the sky, disturbed by the floating people.

X-98B sees the rock flying towards him and reveals his titanium swords from his knuckles and trys to stop the rock in mid air and swings one of his swords at the rock

The rock splinters upon contact with the sword, exploding into sharp fragments of stone.

Schism takes advantage of the moment, calling two Ghii into being, the green pools of ooze below snake two tendrils upward, wrapping around Schism's waist and pull him downward, counteracting the lifting force of the mans telekinesis.

"you move like a professional" X-98B rolls away from the person...(for lack of better terms) now lets see how well you really fight moving as quickly as he can X-98B leaps at the person with his claws trying to stab the person.

The Ghii, their gelatinous forms moving with terrifying quickness, sweep their tendrils into an interwoven barrier, preventing the man from getting close to the child without coming into contact with the sticky tentacles and suffering the consequences of the Ghii's retaliation.

Behind the green tinted ooze the boy conjures a ball of fire and lighting, ready to hit the metal protrusions extending from the mans hands.

using his super hearing X-98B hears the fire and electricity ball forming he brings his titanium swords back into his body and slides towards the kid covering his face and trying not to get hit too badly

as X-98 hits the mass of woven tendrils they wrap around him with crushing force, straightening him up, and squeezing the breath from his lungs...

The glowing ball of fire rises into the air, Schism's clothes seem to blow in a ghostly wind, but the trees behind him are not swaying.

"You should have left old man... You shouldn't have tried to show superiority where none can be found..." his voice has a slight echo behind it, as if someone else is speaking the same words slightly out of sync...

Behind the boy a shadowy figure seems to waver and flicker... slowly becoming solid, a man with only a pair of eyes in his face... no nose, or mouth, no ears. Its hairless body is slim and tall, extending a lengthy arm to rest upon Schism's shoulder, its three fingered hand has no visible joints or wrinkles in its white skin...

Helia sat there and watched as the fight broke out. She had got there when the boy summoned some ooze monsters. She stood up on the branch she was on as the sun began to fully set on the event transpiring below. The man and the boy were pretty horrid fighters and helia was growing tired of the fight. She sent out a swarm of tendrils to save the guy with the psychic abilities.

"At least know how to fight if you're going to start one." Helia said with a smirk.

She jumped off the branch and landed on the ground elegantly. Her red hair swung sideways as the fog erupted around her and lashed out at the chub chub by the bench.