[hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=CFC500]⚡John Watts⚡[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/HnN1b1DX/giphy.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=CFC500]Location:[/color][/b] Big Bad HQ - Lowest Level: Elevator Room -> Hallway 
[b][color=CFC500]Skills:[/color][/b] Hand to Hand Combat, Superspeed[hr][/center]	The efforts of his teammates had taken care of Lady Deathstrike, leaving Mastermind to him. His glowing red eyes observed the ceiling starting to cave in on them and Watts reacted as fast as he could. His teammates could run to safety and if they didn't, he could grab them in a second - but he needed to take Mastermind off the board. He dashed forward and grabbed her, wrapping his hands around her neck as he choked the oxygen out of the poor villain. He was out in the hallway, not too far away from the room they had all been in, when Mastermind fell unconscious and the ceiling cave in stopped, as if it never happened in the first place. [color=CFC500]"...It wasn't real..."[/color] he muttered, before eyeing Deathstrike. 

	He got an idea and he threw Mastermind at the glorified popsicle like a bowling ball, sending the two villains colliding together. His heart was pounding as he looked at Sapphire, Nightingale, and Belladonna. [color=CFC500]"Are you all alright?"[/color] he asked them, a little bit of his rage dealt with during that fight. Anger needed a target and the two villains had been perfect for that, but they still were under a time constraint. He doubted those would be the last ones they had to fight and Andrew was trapped in this facility somewhere, clinging to life - he was certain of it. And while Watts would never tell this to another soul, he blamed himself for Andrew's death... It was his failure - he hadn't been fast enough, he hadn't been smart enough, he hadn't been clever enough. His anger with Bobbi and Wesley had been a way to conceal his own shame.

	And now he had a chance to fix things - to [i]be better[/i]. [color=CFC500]"Come on, we need to move."[/color][hr][hr][center][h3][b][color=107532]🏹 Arthur Twist 🏹[/color][/b][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/rwm9X09V/tumblr-ogjmddk-Tat1vq3qe1o1-500.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=107532]Location:[/color][/b] Big Bad HQ - Lowest Level: Machine Room
[b][color=107532]Skills:[/color][/b] Archery, Hand-to-Hand Combat [hr][/center]	There wasn't enough time for him to get an EMP arrow out as Andrew sent Arthur flying backwards, the heat of the flames continuing to bring him pain even after the initial blow was done. He didn't say a word as Andrew demanded to know who he was, as Andrew smirked about someone else making the machine, or any of the other intriguing statements. Quickly analyzing his surroundings, he noted the robotic glove on one of Andrew's hands and the leather glove on the other. He already had one arrow in his bow and he aimed for Andrew's neck, missing and hitting the wall behind him but it still helped, serving as a distraction. Arthur quickly shot off an EMP arrow, hitting Andrew in the right shoulder and the pulse emitted shut down the flamethrower. Arthur was by no means a science expert, but he was pretty certain that EMP should have killed most electronics in the room as well, unless they were protected somehow. 

	In a smooth movement, he rushed forward and knocked the flamethrower out of Andrew's hands, his green hood still hiding his face. [color=107532]"You can call me the Hood,"[/color] he told Andrew gruffly. He wasn't going to tell him who he was - he wasn't going to reveal that he was Arthur Twist, the illegitimate son of Harrison Snow, and supposed victim of the Sisterhood. He hadn't spent five years in hell on Krakoa just to lose one of his major advantages here and now - his anonymity. He knew who the Sisterhood was, but its members had no idea who was under the green hood. [color=107532]"Where is the Red Queen?"[/color] Arthur demanded.