Jubilee
“Hands off sleezoid!”
This was bad. Like for real bad. So maybe taking a one woman war against a Friends of Humanity rally wasn’t the smartest idea Jubilee ever had. But the other X-Men kept treating her like a little kid! She was 18 now!
The assault went great at first but the jerkbags caught Jubilee off guard. They had modified a net launcher to launch power dampener collars. It felt like a chokehold that knocked Jubilee off her feet. Her fireworks were reduced to nothingness and the hate filled mob approached.
Like you’d expect of a mob, they all had different ideas. Some kicked Jubilee, others shouted vile slurs, and the worst started ripping at her clothes, her favorite yellow trench coat torn to shreds, soon ripping her out of her black leather jumpsuit.
Despite how much Jubilee screamed or pleaded the hate filled mob had no mercy for mutant scum.
The nude mutant found herself led to a van which had a large cross in the back of it.
Jubilee would be returning to the mansion sooner than she thought and with a message to deliver.