"AH!?" he exclaimed.

"Sir!? What's wrong!?" one of the followers asked.

"GAAAH!" the leader yelled.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" he screamed.

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD, FREAK!"

The commander seemed to collapse to the floor in a comatose state, while the two soldiers started to yell out.

The rest of them responded by aiming their guns at them.

And then firing upon them.

The men were riddled with the bullets, before they collapsed to the floor, dead.

However, the rest of them continued to fire blindly in her general direction.

One by one, the soldiers were shot down, until there was one left.

He was shaking visibly, and backing up, waving his firearm around.

"Stay back!" he yelled.

"Don't come near me!" he said.

"I'm warning you...!" he went on, before reaching into his jacket and taking out a few grenades.

"I'LL BLOW THIS WHOLE ROOM DOWN!" he shouted.

The man froze where he was.

He was shaking and quivering still, and trying his best not to breathe.

'No...' he thought.

'No, no, no!' he panicked mentally.

'I was just following orders!' he screamed internally, as he felt himself reaching his limit for how long he could hold his breath. His panic wasn't helping much in that regard.

The man let out one last gasp of air... before he collapsed to the floor.

As he did, the grenades landed on the floor in such a way, that their triggers had been set.

Which caused massive explosions to rock the room, causing debris to fall everywhere.

As soon as that happened, she heard and felt more rocking and tremors from all around.

This was truly an all-out attack on the place.

Both alumni... AND structural.

As she ran through the halls, she noticed that there was damage everywhere, and the sounds of fighting everywhere.

However, she saw something that was both a relief... and horrifying.

Statues. Statues of soldiers were littered everywhere, here and there... which meant that Jackson was around, using his mutant powers on them.

One one hand, it was good. It seemed he was really helping the cause.

But... he wasn't in one of the shelters.

Jackson and men he was fighting stopped for a moment when they heard a couple of the other ones screaming.

"What!?" one asked.

".....Sierra?" Jackson muttered.

"NOW!" one of them yelled.

Suddenly, a small box was placed on the floor, and a button was pressed.

Instantly, Sierra felt her being course with electricity. It hurt her, and it pushed her back, until she was forced out of the room... and couldn't make her way back in.

Jackson continued to beat down on those that were swarming him... and he seemed to actually be winning. More and more of them were falling, either fully or partially petrified... until 5 more showed up, wearing what looked to be like special mesh.

"These suits will stop your little petrification powers from affecting us." one said.

"And that box will keep your little ghost friend from interfering." another said further.

"What!?" Jackson exclaimed.

"It helps to have information on your enemy." one responded, before they swarmed him once more.

As she ran through the halls, she heard something.

A yell. A scream. One that was filled with anger... frustration... agony... and sadness.

It was Jackson.

And the scream was cut short.

Also, as she ran, she noticed that the mutants were being taken down with alarming ease.

Every soldier group seemed to be equipped with some weapon or device that cancelled out a specific power or ability.

She kept running, but she only found death and hopelessness around her.

Until she found one of the staff members with some of the soliders, standing over the dead bodies of some of the other staff members.

"Heh." he chuckled.

"Child's play." he said.

"You were far too trusting." he gloated.