A Mutant Meeting(Closed)

[Michael Kenyon]

(Takes place after "Another Beginning")

Michael had stayed in a motel for a few days to try to figure out how to talk to Kylie. Last time they had talk had ended with them fighting, or rather him yelling and her crying. He had made things worse, and even though he was mad at her, she didn't deserve what he said.

He got his belongs which wasn't more then a backpack, cleaned up what he could of the motel room, returned the key and headed for his motorcycle. He needed to do this and do it now before he backed out. Swinging his back off his shoulders, placing it on the bike, he opened it to grab his bike keys. Just has he did, he felt the electricity within him start to come from his fingertips. "Not again" Michael spoke under his breathe as he tried to make it stop but felt his hands begin to shake.

He shot one of his hands out toward the pavement beside him making the electricity hit, causing him to discharge. Not many people were on the street at the moment but he hoped that the people that were hadn't seen. That was the last thing he needed, a fight that would most likely end up with him using his powers or hurting someone. Part of him still cared if people got hurt, it was just the other part that he had to control no matter how hard it was.

[Everyone Else]

::For the most part, nobody had paid the young man any mind. This area of the City wasn't particularly busy at this hour. However, he caught the attention of a small group of punks, mutant haters one and all. Not impressed with his electricity, and angry to see a mutant showing off in public, they came over to him. The leader stepped forward.:: "Mutant. What do you think you're doing?"

[Michael Kenyon]

Here we go Michael mumbled a few swears under his breath as he pushed his bag onto the bike to make it stay and turned to face the punks. The fact that he had the same attitude toward mutants before was kind of ironic. "What does it look like I'm doing?" His adrenaline was starting to pick up at the thought of a fight.

[Everyone Else]

::The leader of the gang took another few steps closer to him, invading his personal space.:: "It looks like you're asking for trouble."

[Michael Kenyon]

"You really don't want to do this" He told the leader looking at him, his hands forming into fists at his sides. The group was definitely asking for it and Michael wanted to take them out but he was controlling himself for the moment. Though he wasn't sure how long that would last.

[Everyone Else]

::The leader pulled a switch blade from his pocket and flicked it open.:: "Don't tell me what I want to do, mutant."

[Michael Kenyon]

Seeing the knife, he had a flashback of when he'd used his own knife on Kylie. Blinking he put the memory away. Michael gave a smirk at the man. "I'll give you one last chance to walk away, human" He could feel the electricity in him start to build in him again due to his adrenaline.

[Everyone Else]

"You're not in a position to give me orders," ::The leader said, and with that, he lunged at Michael, aiming to stab him in his stomach.::

[Michael Kenyon]

Seeing the leader head toward his stomach with the knife, Michael pulled his hips and stomach back sucking in. In this motion he also ended up stepping back slightly away from the plow and reached out to grab the leader's attack arm with his right hand to twist his arm to get him to drop the knife. He was ready to punch the man in the side of the face with his left.

[Everyone Else]

::The leader dropped the knife, when he found his arm suddenly twisted. He groaned in surprise and anger, and the other members of his gang stepped forward. One swung at Michael, while another drew his switchblade.::

"Why don't we make this a fair fight?" ::A voice came from behind Michael. A tall, middle-aged man wearing camouflage had seen the attack from down the street and had come over to help. A mutant himself, he couldn't stand anti-mutant violence. Pulling off his gloves, he shot a beam of blue energy at one of the gang members, knocking him backward.::

[Michael Kenyon]

Michael ended up guarding against the swing with his left arm and letting the leader's arm go once the knife had hit the ground. Electricity began to swarm around his hands and forming in his eyes as his anger increased. Hearing a voice he turned his head for a second to see a man and at first he thought the man was with the group till he saw the blue blast. He smirked as he did a front kick to the leader's chest.

[Everyone Else]

::The leader was pushed back from his arm being released. He hit the ground to avoid the blast and to search for his knife. The gang member hurt by the blue blast flew backward.

The man returned Michael's smile and came closer.:: "Who wants a piece of me?"

[Michael Kenyon]

He turned to the man he had blocked and throw a left hook at him ignoring the leader on the ground. Michael could feel his electricity continuing to build as it crawled up his hands and to his arms attempting to form around his entire body. He didn't want to use his power but soon he wouldn't have a choice.

"Mutant scum!" The man with the switchblade yelled as he flipped his knife before he ran at the new mutant attempting to stab him.

[Everyone Else]

::The other mutant fired another blast of blue energy at the man with the switchblade, and sidestepped. It was then that he noticed the reluctance on the young man's part to let himself loose.:: "Use your powers, kid. It's only fair."

::Michael's punch made partial contact, and the man retaliated, trying an uppercut with him.::

[Michael Kenyon]

Michael heard the mutant and when he saw the man come at him attempting to punch him he put out his arm, extending his fingers making electricity shot from his hand. For a second he closed his eyes due to the brightness but opened to watch what he was doing.