LC: Super Scrubs Issue #1

As Atrophy turns the tank -- and much of the surrounding landscape -- to ruin and wreckage, the third drone buzzes forward, joining the two that now loiter over top of the building that may have infantry or soldiers of some kind in it. But then, visible to virtually the whole team, a green laser emits from that third drone, painting the already on-fire bus behind Atrophy. There's a flash as a sizzle as a homing missile races forward, leaving a contrail behind it as it streaks towards its target!

Sable, standing atop the building and watching the carnage unfold, sees the rocket spat from its launcher and then orient itself in the direction of the bus!

There was little else the young hero could do besides reach out a desperate hand and wordlessly battle with the trajectory of the weapon with her mind. She reaches for the thing, and tries to impose her will on it, so that she might toss it harmlessly into the trees!

She strains as she concentrates on the feat…

The young hero reaches out. She can feel the presence and the pressure of the thing. She can feel its intent, and the velocity that was sending it to fulfill that intention. She pushes against it, and then tries to grab on to it.

If she could just get under it… If she could just force the thing up and away from the bus. She focuses her mind, extending her hand out. She feels herself envelop the deadly weapon, and then she summons all of strength to fling the thing wildly away, sending it into the wilderness and letting the energy behind the thing resume control just as it smashes into the rocks!

As the missile wavers in the air and then streaks off to the west, exploding dramatically against the cliff face framing that edge of the base, rubble rains down on the westernmost buildings. Luckily the integrity of the mountainside seems intact and the rain is short-lived.

Atrophy, in the middle of it all, having just watched the jet-propelled munition race past him, clearly under one of his teammate's control, sees two of the airborne drones buzz in closer to him -- and open fire with chattering, rapid-fire machine guns! Orange tracers light the air as the pair of UAVs try to knock the would-be hero from the sky!

Down near the second bus -- the one Arachknight webbed up, the robot jags are on the move. One bears down on the highly mobile heroine; the other goes for the small pack (15) of robot civilians that have climbed off the bus!

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The missile would've presented more danger, but Sable took care of that. Atrophy turned to the UAVs to contain the hail of bullets so that none of them hit the bus. If he could deflect them back with his invulnerability, that would reduce the number of enemies they had.

Psion flies closer, all the while watching the pile of robots attacking each other. So much metal. So few minds. Nothing like the real world. He remembers another bus in another time, soldiers with guns, someone on the bus he cared for... those soldiers had been easy. He'd force them to turn their guns on each other. These mechanical cats and flying gun turrets would not respond. Which left him only one option.

High in the air, tracers lance into -- and bounce off of -- Atrophy!

The projectiles ping and pang as they ricochet all over, into the ground, the air... and back at the drones. One of the machines warbles and shudders in the air as a round takes out one of its four rotors, sending it spinning.

Elsewhere, Psion is cruising in closer to where Arachknight is trying to hold back a small army of big metal cats. They don't see him, or perhaps they do and they ignore him. Either way, the mentalism uses his mind to lift one of the two-thousand pound monsters from the ground, straining under the pressure, he then tries to slam it into one of its fellows!

Psion watches the robot cat slam into its counterpart and grins gleefully. They had told him they'd be keeping him in check, but this was a free for all of carnage, and the thought of destroying their expensive robots amused him. He looked at the other cat-bots. He'd have to do it again.

But then he remembers Atrophy's command... link us up. He reaches out to the minds of all of his teammates. He's never done this before. His power was always to read their minds, control their thoughts, make them do the things he wanted them to do. Just... communicating... seemed like such a waste. But he was game to give it a go... for the team.

Sable feels something at the fringes of her mind and pushes against it!

I don’t think so, old man… she says, trying to keep the one-time villain out of her mind. They had comms for that!

She sizes up one of the panthers below her, on street level, and gets ready to pounce on it herself. She leaps from the building, and ignites when blade as she falls! She aims down, hoping to skewer the thing with plasma energy as she lands!