Livelon Research Facility, Genetics Department

[Nightshade]

It was quiet about the room, a few scientists in white coats moving quietly, murmuring amongst themselves and taking small notes. In the center of the room was a tall cylinder filled with blue liquid, suspending a man in limbo. His red hair looked purple through the liquid, his dark skin looked nearly black. He was wearing odd clothing, that ended in nearly bare feet.

In his sleep the man looked peaceful, limp and unresponsive, the liquid keeping him unconscious and dream free. The scientists vaguely charted and made notations. Having been on this experiment for nearly fifty years there was a sort of monotony to it. The cycle seemed wholly uninteresting to those monitoring, and where actually talking about the latest baseball game that the Yankees had won.

[fqtt]

Flipswitch's next stop after the Xavier Institute was Livelon Research Facility. He had warned that stuck-up old hag, Xavier, about the impending doom that loomed over his precious school. Now it was time to move on to bigger things... He had heard of Nightshade and his powers, and knew that he would be a big help to whichever side he chose to join. Quite frankly, he himself didn't care what side Nightshade decided to fight for. For him, it was just a way to make things more interesting. He knew Xavier would win in the end anyways, even if he had to help make it happen.
As his more docile personality faded into the background, Breakdown blasted open the door to the genetics department of the research facility. He wasn't afraid of what the doctors there would attempt to do to stop him, if anything. He knew their attempts would be futile.

[Nightshade]

The scientists called the security guards, who told the intruding mutant to 'Freeze and put his hands where they could see them'. While the scientists fled to hide, locking down the building, and encasing the handful of technicians with Nightshade in the room with him.

[fqtt]

Breakdown ignored them, not really interested. If they had brought in a mutant or two to stop him, maybe then he would have been. He liked to show off his powers to other, lesser mutants. He rested a hand on the cylinder that held Nightshade, studying him for a moment. "Let's see what you can do..." He murmured, and the sudden increase in gravity around the area shattered the glass that held Nightshade in, spraying the liquid out with tiny bits of glass, all of which flowed like water around Kaden, instead of at him.

[Nightshade]

Once the liquid had slithered free of the mans body, his eyes came open. Slowly, the red on black eyes gleamed with knowledge of the world and its black underbelly. A slow test of his muscles and how slowly they reacted, still in a haze from the drug induced sleep of the past fifty years. His gaze lit on the other mutant however, and his muscles rippled as if in a long sigh, coming to life rather easily. "Who are you?" His accent German, but not too rich and thick. Too much time spent in multiple countries perhaps.

[fqtt]

"They call us Flipswitch," Kaden answered easily with a faint smile. "But they call me Breakdown." He said. He had no fear of the guards in the lab. If they tried to shoot him, he would just pull the bullets down with gravity. The same if any of the guards tried to physically assault him.

[Nightshade]

Us, and then him. But it wasn't a mental disorder, he could see that much in the mans eyes. Frowning he shook himself, eyes scanning the room briefly. "...what year is it?" He by no means was disillusioned that he'd been held here for a very long time. By his tone he had expected it even before he agreed.

[fqtt]

"2009." Kaden replied. "Magneto, Sinister, and Xavier are the most known powerhouses of the time. Magneto continually attacks Xavier's institute of mutant children, trying to bring them down. Xavier fights for mutant rights. Sinister... is just an all-around bad guy." He said, leaning back against one of the counters, explaining quickly and simply the situation. "Magneto and Sinister have recently entered a pact with several other mutant powerhouses to try and destroy Xavier once and for all. This is the battle currently looming over our heads, waiting to begin. It will decide much for the future."

[Nightshade]

2009? Interesting. Fifty years. It wasn't a bad chunk of time, just enough to completely flip what he knew. Sinister's name caught his attention and he frowned faintly. He said nothing for a long moment before his gaze met Kaden's, eyes hollow and blank as they always were. "Mmm....a shift of power is not what the world needs." He said, contemplatively, "Xavier has no allies, I assume?"

[fqtt]

"None but his own students." Kaden replied, curiosity showing clearly in his eyes. He wanted to know which side this mutant would choose... although he had a pretty good idea.

[Nightshade]

"Hmph." Nightshade frowned faintly as he noticed the others gaze. "Why did you wake me?" He asked suddenly, changing the topic completely. He was not one to give himself away, ever. His 'poker face' therefore was quite powerful.

[fqtt]

Kaden shrugged slightly. "To shake things up." He said frankly. He wasn't about to beautify what he had done just for this mutant. There was nothing beautiful about it. In truth, he had done it to help add to the chaos. He didn't care if Nightshade had wanted woken or not.

[Nightshade]

Shake things up? At least it was an honest response. "Consider things shaken." Nightshade managed, looking around the room before making a shadow portal near himself. "To what end I suppose you are only interested in the results, ja?"

[fqtt]

Kaden shrugged again. "It all depends." He grinned, revealing sharply pointed teeth. "If the results are desireable, yes. If not... we'll see." He said, something in his voice turning his words sneaky, deceptive.

[Nightshade]

"Hmph....you are interesting. But I have no time to talk further." He had to find out what was going on in the world...and just what position he would have to take.