[hr][hr][center][h1][color=FB5A7E]Leighton Brooks[/color][/h1][img]https://thumbs.gfycat.com/DecentFlippantAbyssiniangroundhornbill-size_restricted.gif[/img][hr][color=FB5A7E][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Cherry Bomb - Washington D.C.
[color=FB5A7E][b]Skills[/b][/color] Ice Manipulation[/center][hr][hr]

Leighton felt assured before she heard popping noises as the room filled with darkness. Before she could speak or move, she saw something yellow in front of her. It took her a minute to realize they were eyes. She felt herself get grabbed and moved rather quickly before she fell to the ground. Or rather, the armchair. She rubbed her injured hip. She was pissed now, but she was also right. The basement was the right way to go, they just had to deal with this idiot.

She heard Max call out to her and then she saw something glow. It wasn't super bright, but it lit up its own area. And it looked so fashionable too! She slipped over and grabbed her poncho, putting it on. She still couldn't see the room, but it helped. [color=FB5A7E]"Thanks, now let's deal with this guy."[/color] Pinpointing where he was proved to be difficult, but she managed somehow, finding him and using her ice powers to unleash a freeze blast on him. It hit her mark and he appeared frostbitten. She then heard voices as Callie came into the room. [color=FB5A7E]"Me and Tome are down here too Spark Plug. It might get chilly in here."[/color] Leighton tried to use her sense to find the door and she threw an ice blast at it, but it missed its mark. Thankfully, no one else got hurt. But she wanted to get the room as cold as possible. It would, hopefully, slow the demon down.

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=9A86AD]Anastasia Reinhardt[/color][/h1][img]https://em.wattpad.com/2a471cc0cd00bdbfb5df1fc3fa679f39fb498a35/68747470733a2f2f73332e616d617a6f6e6177732e636f6d2f776174747061642d6d656469612d736572766963652f53746f7279496d6167652f31536f304c466d433132693244673d3d2d3632373836383137382e313535316161373631386531393564643438323930343139383539322e676966[/img][hr][color=9A86AD][b]Location[/b][/color]: Hellfire Club
[color=9A86AD][b]Skills[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Ana listened as the Three-in-One put down Jinx repeatedly, and did their very best to try to get her as well. It was cute how jealous they proved to be at her promotion. She would have to see to showcasing her potential and power to them at a later date. For now, she had a mission to do. [color=9A86AD]"Our task is to infiltrate the train and find Legion and his sister. Or Dave and Valentine Haller as they said. They are not to be harmed as they are potential recruits, but they did not say that they had to come in conscious. However, I feel discretion is key here. No need to start anything if we do not have to. So please, do try not to mess things up in there with your jinxes if you can help it. We don't need a train crashing to further stigmatize mutant kind and make our jobs harder."[/color]

Ana waited for the train to come so they could get on. She was confident in herself, not so much in the others with her, but that was the price one paid for leadership, wasn't it? You could never truly believe in those beneath you, especially when it was so clear they did not have your best interests at heart. It mattered little. She would handle this task and then take the next step in her plan with the Hellfire Club. That name would have to go though, it just sounded like they were trying too hard. She'd think of a name later. Perhaps even a uniform or dress code. Can't have her subordinates looking like anything but the best, could she?