He heard a creaking of boards and then was suddenly face to face with two men half wearing purifier uniforms. They froze for just a moment and that was all it took for him to charge them, stealth done. In his organic steel form, they were no match for him, and his charge slammed them into a wall and through it. He found himself face to face with several men, a few holding weapons, all staring, afraid, or angry, and he felt rage stir in him again.
"More Mutie scum! Kill him!"
Without hesitation, he threw himself forward. The first one swung a gun as if it were an axe, and the gun broke across him as he used one fist to put the man into the next wall. The second man had the presence of mind to fire at Piotr, sending ricochets around the room. His fellows ducked, and one tried to run out of the room, but Piotr used the remaining member of the group to fell him with a throw. Approaching the one who had fired, he disarmed the man and lifted him in his hands. Part of him wanted to pull and tear the man apart. He hated this, all of the hate and destruction, and he wanted nothing more than for it to be over. In silence he pulled the man down, pulling his face very close to Piotr's own.
"Where is Kitty Pride?"
The words were slow and low, and filled with anger, and Piotr could feel the man trembling in his hands.
"I-- I don't got to tell you anything, mutie!"
"Perhaps not... but you will..."
Piotr's grin was full of his anger now and he shook the man, feeling no compunctions about it, and then turned as he heard more footsteps.
Three more men ran in, one holding a device, and there was a humming sound as they came in.
"This'll get him!"
Piotr suddenly felt a wave of pain and he sank toward the ground, losing the other man as he felt himself shift back to human form. A nulifier! No! He would not fail! He could not!