******AT ATTENTION******
<Catzy> @@
<Kurt> @@
<Remy> @@
<Trav> @@
<Ice> @@
<Lensherr> Last time, the school camping trip hit a few snags when a bunch of unknown soldiers burst into camp and attempted to round up the students. Kurt 'ported away. Raven was shot twice--in the side, and in the leg. Emma was clubbed in the back of the head and is out cold.

********PROLOGUE********
<Lensherr> SCENE> THE FOREST. A GROUP OF UNIFORMED AND ARMED SOLDIERS MILLS IN CONFUSION, SHOUTING ORDERS AND GRABBING AT THE PRISONERS. RAVEN IS BADLY WOUNDED AND IS HAVING TROUBLE MOVING.
You are now known as Pietro
<Kurt> ::scrambles further up into the tree he's in, mind racing:: ((No! Raven! I have to.. but.. there's too many!))
<Pietro> ACTION> A SOLDIER DIVES AT CATZY. TWO MEN HAVE PIETRO'S ARMS PINNED, AND HE DOESN'T SEEM TO BE ABLE TO PUT WEIGHT ON ONE ANKLE. EMMA IS UNCONSCIOUS. SEVERAL SOLDIERS ARE TAKING PANICKY POT-SHOTS AT THE TREES EVERY TIME THEY SEE MOVEMENT, AND ARE GETTING UNCOMFORTABLY CLOSE TO KURT'S HIDING PLACE
<Raven> ::collapse upon the ground, not moving::
<Pietro> ACTION> CATZY SEES AN OPENING IN THE MILLING SOLDIERS AS SOMEONE GRABS HER SHOULDER ROUGHLY... THE COVER OF THE TREES IS TANTALIZINGLY CLOSE
<Raven> <<Soldier> ::sprays Catzy with a squirt bottle::>>
<Catzy> ::turns her head to bite the hand on her shoulder:: no touch catzy!
<Pietro> <Leader> [[Shit. Get them to the trucks!]]
<Pietro> ACTION> THE SOLDIER WHO GRABBED CATZY LETS GO WITH A SURPRISED CRY
<Catzy> ::scrambles to her feet and tries to run for the opening::
<Pietro> ACTION> CATZY HEARS A COUPLE BULLETS WHIZ PAST AS SHE BOLTS--THEY MISS, FORTUNATELY, AND SHE REACHES THE EDGE OF THE FOREST
<Pietro> ACTION> A SOLDIER BENDS DOWN, PRODDING AT RAVEN, THEN FEELS FOR A PULSE WITH A SCOWL
<Kurt> ::looks around quickly, particularly eyeing in the direction of the mansion:: ((...Herr Lensherr will know what to do! Won't he?)) ::stays still for a moment, then tries to 'port to a spot on the ground a bit of a distance away from the soldiers::
<Catzy> ::bolts into the underbrush and keeps running, pushing low lying limbs out of her way::
<Pietro> ACTION> KURT 'PORTS WITHOUT DIFFICULTY. CATZY IS RUNNING WHEN, SUDDENLY, TWO MORE SOLDIERS LOOM IN FRONT OF HER, HEADING FOR THE MAIN GROUP OF TROOPS
<Pietro> Soldier> ::shouts over at the leader:: [[Hey, I think this one's dead. Still want it?]]
<Catzy> ::points and screams at the men as she tries to assume her feline form::
<Kurt> ::starts moving back towards the direction of the school, periodically looking back over his shoulder, relunctantly trying to put distance between himself and the commotion::
<Pietro> <Leader> [[No, don't waste time on a corpse. Back to the trucks!]]
<Pietro> ACTION> CATZY FEELS HER SKIN AND BONES SHIFT WITH THE CHANGE, BUT HER PERSPECTIVE IS STRANGE--RATHER THAN LOOKING UP AT THE MEN FROM HER CUSTOMARY HEIGHT, SHE FEELS MUCH BIGGER AND STRONGER--ROUGHLY THE SIZE OF A PANTHER, ALTHOUGH HER FUR IS STILL A MUTED PURPLE-GRAY
<Pietro> ACTION> THE SOLDIER WALKS AWAY, LEAVING RAVEN LYING IN THE CLEARING. PIETRO AND EMMA ARE BEING CARRIED AWAY. THE REMAINING SOLDIERS IN THE CLEARING ARE BACKING AFTER THEIR FELLOWS, WARILY.
<Catzy> ((what happen to catzy?)) ::tries to meow but instead growls loudly::
<Pietro> ACTION> THE TWO SOLDIERS IN FRONT OF CATZY STARE, THEN START SCRAMBLING TO GET AWAY
<Catzy> ::tilts her head and growls again:: ((hehe, catzy big!)) ::looks around:: ((but where others go?))
******END PROLOGUE******

********SIM START********
<Pietro> SCENE> THE FOREST. TRAV HEARD GUNSHOTS ABOUT TEN MINUTES AGO, AND DECIDED TO TURN BACK TOWARDS CAMP AND FIND OUT WHAT IS GOING ON. HE'S ALMOST BACK, BUT HE HASN'T SEEN ANY SIGN OF THE OTHERS YET, AND THE FOREST IS STARTING TO SEEM EERILY QUIET.
<Trav> :::Running towards the camp, panting::: ((Where is everybody? I like it bein' this quiet.))
<Pietro> ACTION> KURT SEES MOTION THROUGH THE TREES, QUICKLY RECOGNIZING TRAV A SHORT DISTANCE AHEAD OF HIM, RUNNING CLOSER
<Trav> :::Frowns, coming to a stop, trying to slow his breathing::: Hello? Anybody here?
<Kurt> ::hisses softly between his teeth, scrambling towards him:: Travis! Einhalt!
<Trav> :::Looks around, then sees Kurt::: Hey, where's everybody? Got awful quiet while I was gone
<Kurt> ::slows down his pace, fairly agitated in both manner and speech:: Men with guns.. soldiers.. they took the others. We have to go, now!
<Trav> Soldiers? Here? :::Smirks at Kurt::: What, another test or somethin'? I mean, why would soldiers be out here?
<Pietro> ACTION> A TWIG SNAPS, LOUDLY
<Kurt> I don't- ::gives a start, then grabs Trav's arm and starts running in the opposite direction, dragging him along if need be::
<Trav> Wow, Kurt! Slow down! :::Trying to keep pace, his body protesting:::
<Kurt> ::keeps going for enough of a distance to be beyond out of sight from where they had been standing before, then slows to a pace easier to keep up:: Ah.. es tut mir leid.. but.. we have to hurry!
<Pietro> ACTION> KURT AND TRAV BURST ONTO A RUTTED DIRT ROAD. A FAINTLY FAMILIAR LOOKING VEHICLE IS PARKED THERE, AND BOBBY AND REMY LOOK UP FROM WHERE THEY ARE LEANING AGAINST IT, EXAMINING A MAP
<Remy> ::looks up from the map:: Oh. Hey guys.. we were jus' comin' t' find ya'll.
<Trav> Well, that was fun. :::Crouches, trying to catch his breath:::
<Bobby> ::looks to Kurt and Trav, eyes moving from the one to the other:: Way to follow that buddy system, you two.. ::grins:: Now would you mind telling us just where we're supposed to go so I can prove him wrong?
<Kurt> Gott sei dank! ::lets go of Travis' arm, moving quickly towards the vehicle:: Nowhere. We *can't* go back. Raven, and the others, they're been captured...
<Remy> I ain't wrong... eh?
<Bobby> Captured? ::raises a brow:: You're talking about some sort of game like Capture the Flag... ..right?
<Remy> Capture de flag? Ain't played dat in hella long.
<Trav> Uhm...I don't know. :::Gets back to his feet, then shrugs:::
<Kurt> ::tail lashing impatiently, having to remind himself to speak english:: Nein. There were gunmen. This is no game.
<Remy> Is de campsite like de otha teams base or somethin'?
<Remy> Nah... seriously, man. Where de camp at?
<Trav> :::Motions over his shoulder, badly imitating Remy::: Back dat way.
<Bobby> ..::hand moves to his cane:: Yes, then we must head toward these people who've attacked us, post haste.. We four, geek, thief, beast and cripple, shall beat back any attackers! Rally ho! ::eyes narrow::
<Remy> Y'sure dey ::uses quote fingers:: "captured"?
<Kurt> ::eyes widening:: Are you serious? Es ist uns unmöglich... ::forces himself to take a deep breath, then looks to Remy:: Ja. They.. they shot Raven, and hurt the others.
<Bobby> Okay, let's say for a second that you're right, and a group of commandos somehow managed to attack and capture some of the others.. just what do you expect us to do? About the only person of us who can do anything's Remy.. well, I suppose I could always cool off some of their beers for them.. ::mock evil look:: yess.. I could make it so when they drink their beverages, they end up with horrible brain freeze..
<Pietro> ACTION> A YOWL ECHOES THROUGH THE TREES. IT SOUNDS LIKE SOMETHING... BIG.
<Kurt> ::looks quickly towards the sound, crouching slightly:: ...
<Bobby> ::jumps, almost dropping his cane as he looks over toward the noise, thorougly shaken from his pessimism for the time being::
<Remy> ::head quickly jerks to the direction of the yowl..:: Dat didn't sound good.. I dunno 'bout ya'll.. but I t'ink we should go check an' see if dey actually capture o' not.. dat an' I don't wanna sit 'round here an' get eaten by whatever dat was..
<Trav> :::Eyes widen::: What the hell was that?
<Bobby> ::rubs his forehead, scowling:: Damnit, if we're really going to check things out, we probably shouldn't take the atv.. it's too noisy.. ::mutters:: ..hate hiking..
<Kurt> ... ...Okay. But... we have to tell Herr Lensherr about this, before...
<Trav> Well, if we go back, can we not run? I've gotten enough of a workout today.
<Pietro> ACTION> THE UNEARTHLY YOWL IS CLOSER, THIS TIME. REMY GETS THE SENSE OF SOMETHING MOVING SLOWLY THROUGH THE TREES, HALTINGLY... MAYBE WOUNDED?
<Remy> ::looks to Kurt:: You guys can go tell 'im.. ::starts off back towards the campsite..eyes travel up::
<Kurt> ::with an almost bitterly amused look:: You call that a workout? ::blinks and clenches a fist, taking a step back from the noise::
<Remy> ::slows, eyes scanning from the treetops.. back down to his eye level::
<Trav> More of a workout than I usually get. :::Keeps sweeping the trees with his eyes, looking for the source of the sound:::
<Remy> ((Awright.. where are ya..)) ::digs into his jack for his staff.. pulls it out and uncollapses it..:: ((C'mon doggy..))
<Pietro> ACTION> RAVEN COMES INTO VIEW, BLEEDING, LIMPING AND LEANING HEAVILY ON A GIGANTIC PURPLE-GRAY CAT THAT BEARS A RESEMBLANCE TO CATZY'S FELINE FORM.
<Bobby> ..::slightly envious look at Remy's staff, eyes flitting down to his own, uncollapsable cane::
<Bobby> ::looks over to Kurt and Trav:: Well, that solves the problem of going to look for them..
<Trav> :::Doesn't seem to hear Bob, rushes towards Raven and Catzy:::
<Remy> ..::calls back to Kurt:: ..Knew ya were wrong! ::looks back to Raven and Catzy, moves over to Raven:: Makin' new frien's dere Ravey?
<Remy> ..::inspects her wounds::
<Pietro> ACTION> RAVEN BEARS OBVIOUS GUNSHOT WOUNDS TO HER SIDE AND ONE LEG. IT'S SURPRISING THAT SHE'S MOBILE, ACTUALLY.
<Kurt> ((I can't leave them here.. not with the soldiers..)) ...Raven! ::moves quickly towards her, unheeding the large kitty:: Sin sie ganz richtig?! Wohen das übrige?
<Catzy> ::makes an unintelligible sound as she sits down and watches the others::
<Raven> ::ignores their pointless banter and shoots Kurt a knowing look to say she is fine:: Get into the car, everyone.
<Bobby> ((...even Catzy's more useful than I am, now.. I'm so pathetic..))
<Catzy> ::jumps up into the jeep:: ((catzy going for a ride!))
<Remy> ::moves over to help Raven towards the vehicle::
<Trav> :::Looks Raven over::: We need to get you to a hospital or somethin'.
<Kurt> ::considerably less agitated now that Raven's safe and sound, he moves to hop in the back of the jeep::
<Remy> ::to Raven as he helps her along..:: Kurt was sayin' that ya'll were shot at.. weren't dere more of ya?
<Raven> I'll live. ::grabs onto the back of the jeep with Remy's help and then pulls herself over the side to land upon her back inside::
<Catzy> ::sniffs Kurt's hair::
<Trav> :::Looks nervous, then frowns and climbs into the jeep::: I don't like this at all.
<Bobby> ::sighs and puts the cane in first before getting into the vehicle with the others::
<Raven> Pietro and Emma were captured. We need to find them before...you all understand.
<Kurt> ::blinks, turning his attention to the purple-furred thing beside him:: ...Purple.. ... Catzy?
<Remy> ..::collapses his staff and sticks it back in his jacket, climbs into the driver's seat:: We goin' back to de castle?
<Raven> ::takes a deep breath:: Catzy...you can smell Emma, right?
<Catzy> ::nods::
<Raven> Good...Lebeau, continue heading east along this road for another mile. Catzy you tell me when you smell Emma.
<Catzy> ::lifts her head up and sniffs the air::
<Remy> ::starts up the car.. starts driving down the road::
*********SIM END*********