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Backdated to last weekend, 1/22/2005, finally, the offical introduction of Tommy and his gang of FOHers. They set up, wait for the mutant kids to arrive, then send everything up in flames. Everything goes perfectly to plan.


Sighing deeply and taking a long drag on the remains of his cigarette,
Thomas Jones stood across the street from the targeted cafe, leaning
on a street lamp as he watched his gang's progress. He grinned to
himself as he dropped the stub and crushed it under a worn sneaker,
thinking to himself the freak children would be around soon.
Everything was going to plan.

As members of the junior division of the Friends of Humanity, Tommy
and his small gang had been planning this for months. It would be
their first and would establish their place in the organization for
the future. It had to be perfect. It had started when Josh Foley had
heard from an older sibling about the mutant children and their
monthly meetings at a local cafe, away from their carefully guarded
school. Tommy, who was the tactical brains of the bunch, had then come
up with a basic plan while Duncan Brooks worked out the details, with
little help from his father to make sure the police and fire
department would be conveniently delayed. With that in place, the next
part of the plan had been for one of them to get a job at the cafe,
and it had landed on one of the Struckerson twins Andrea and Andrew.
this mission was especially important to them as since Tommy, Josh and
Duncan came from families already in the organization, these two were
new blood and had to prove that they belonged there. Andrea went to
work and then they just had to wait for the perfect opportunity.

Tonight had been the night. After waiting for the cafe to be mostly
empty, Andrea slipped a sleeping drug into the drinks she delivered to
the customers and those drunk by the staff. Soon, the two other staff
members and one remaining customer were dosing. Josh and Duncan had
driven up in a van and loaded the slumbering people while Andrew
unloaded the gas cans, with while he and his sister began dousing the
place as Josh and Duncan dumped the sleeping people a couple alleys
away. From his few point across the street, Tommy was surveying
everything, making sure everything was going according to plan.

He saw Duncan and Josh hiding the van, while Andrea and Andrew were on
their last can, making a trail to where he stood. Tommy grinned as he
took another cigarette from his pocket and let it dangle from his lips
unlit. Now for the mutant children to arrive and he hoped their freaky
asses would get here soon. He couldn't wait for the fun to begin.

Across the street, Andrew's lip curled up in a sneer as he tugged his
cap a fraction lower over his eyes. "There he is. Can we do it now,
Tommy?"

"Please, Tommy," his sister echoed. "I wanna see their faces when we do it."

Tommy couldn't hid the grin on his face as the muties and traitorous
humans started showing up and bantering playfully, as they had no idea
what was about to happen. "We wait for Josh, Duncan and the van.
They're almost done. Patience..." He spoke around the unlit cigerette
in his mouth, slowly pulling a box of matches from his jacket pocket
as he saw Duncan back the van out of the alleyway and head toward
them. Smirking, he looked at the twins. "Get thier attention."

They went at it with relish, cupping their hands over their mouths to
make sure they were heard.

"Hey freaks! What, did your precious school kick you out?"

"Yo Madrox! They kick you off the farm and no one else would take you?"

"Jamie Madrox, the dirty family and race traitor. Don't get much lower do ya?"

"Hey look at the guy with the metal arm, his parents probably couldn't
bare to look at him."

"And yo, check out the wings man! You guys accepting over-grown fowl
at your school now?"

Tommy put a hand up up to stop the twins heckling as Josh got out of
the van and joined them. Duncan stayed in to keep it primed and ready
to go, a few feet away from them along the curb. The twins fell back,
Andrea sticking close to Tommy's side, both sporting looks of
disappointment from not being able to continue. Mental rolling his
eyes, he smirked out at the small crowd of teenagers whose attention
he now had and began to speak before any of them could start.

"It is so nice of you all to join us here thie evening. Unforunatly,
your little gathering has been cancelled by orders of the Friends of
Humanity." Tommy did a small sarcastic bow, well aware of the stoney
looks from across the street and the giggles of the twins behind him.

Josh stepped up slightly, a grin spread on his face as he cockily
crossed his arms. "Take this as a lesson and warning. A lesson to you
to leave our neighborhoods and children alone and a warning to those
who would support mutant activities."

Striking the match on the lamp post to both stop the twins from
starting their own taunts (Tommy knew if they both started they would
never stop, not to mention they got on his nerves) and some advancing
teens from across the street, Tommy lit the cigarette in his mouth. He
puffed it once before removing it, a fiendish grin on his face. "And now
the main event. Let it be our gift to you, the resident freaks and
friends."

With that he dropped the match on the trail of gasoline, which was
instantly chased by gasps across the street before it found it's
destination and: BOOM!

Josh quickly ran to the back of the van and opened the back doors,
shooing the twins inside as they began to throw more taunts and
insults at the Xavier students. Tommy stood for a moment, cigarette in
his mouth and hands in his pockets, surveying their handywork. He
couldn't stop the grin that appeared as he slowly approached the
passenger side of the van and climbed in shot gun. Duncan hit the gas
and they drove off as fire sirens approached, leaving mess and mayhem
behind.

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