X-Traction

Cyclops reaches for his visor, ready to blast that whistle.

Jubilee dashes to the man and rips the whistle off the cord around his neck before he can blow it.

"Not so fast," Kurt saw that Jubilee had dashed forward to grab the whistle, so he followed up with by sliding low and scything his leg to trip the guard up before he could pull his gun.

Gambit jumps to grapple the guard to possibly tie him up or gag him so he cannot shout.

With incredible teamwork, Nightcrawler sweeps the guard's legs out from under him and he crashes to the ground. In a flash Gambit is on top of him with a hand over his mouth and kicks away his gun out of reach. The man tries to shout but it is muffled and indistinct.

Several of the captives are awake and begin cheering quietly. Some begin talking at once.
"Yeah, you get that sucka!"
"These guys deserve a kick to the head!"
"I can't believe you're here!"
"Are you hear to rescue us?"

"Yes, we're here to take you home," Scott answers. He takes a close look at the captives, looking for who might be a solid fighter. He plans to optic blast their collar first.

Jubilee searches the guard for something like keys to open the cells.

Jubilee doesn't find any keys on the guard. However there is a single pushbutton on the wall in the middle of the wall opposite the cells. Looking at the cell doors shows they lack any keyhole. Your best guess is the cells are electromagnetically locked and can be opened with the push of a button.

"Oh, that's convenient. Boop."

Jubilee pokes the button and opens the cells.

As Gambit keeps the guard subdued, he keeps an eye out for any guard patrolling nearby as the others check on and free the prisoners.

Kurt expected that Cyclops or Gambit, or Wolverine, would be able to cut through the cell doors if the button Jubilee was pressing did not activate them.

The trickiest bit would be moving them back to the jet, he thought to himself.

Surprisingly, their is a small buzzing sound and a loud cthunk as the magnetic lock is deactivated from the metal cage doors. They swing open easily. The captives slowly start moving forward, amazed to be freed. Looking over them, you don't see anyone you recognize. It seems the FoH were collecting relatively new or low powered mutants who haven't made a name for themselves yet. One woman steps forward among the rest. She has dark straight hair and deep tanned skin and looks to have indigenous blood in her. "Thank you. We didn't hear any fighting outside... Did you take them all out? Are we free to go?"

"Well, we's workin' on dat petite. We're here to rescue you, but workin' on de escape plan. Ever notice de guards leavin' a different way or anyone good at sneakin'?"

At least he didn't have to bamf each and every of them through the cell doors. "Everyone okay? They simply held you here? No one else taken away elsewhere?" He recalled Logan blurting out some of his Weapon X ordeals before, and it was important to know that this facility was simply a prison and not also a mutant test lab.

The woman introduces herself as Nayla. "Not taken away, but we were 'processed' before being thrown in here. The place is run by Dr. Strain. He has created technology that steals mutant powers and lets anyone wearing them use those powers. They're a kind of cybernetic glove. They took all of our powers and then put these collars on us just in case. He is making these gloves for all of his goons, but only the highest ranking ones have them now until he can manufacture more. They have a wide range of powers now and can steal yours just by touching you. Please be careful."

A bit hypocritical of them, isn't it? Or is it ironic?

"Huh, so you guys don't have your mutant powers right now? I wonder how we can get them back for you...what do you guys think?"

Jubilee looks at her fellow X-men. If Beast was here, she'd be sure that he'd know the tech without even looking at it.

Scott exhales slowly. "This is bad," he thinks to himself. He pushes a confident look onto his face and addresses the de-powered mutants, "Alright, we're going to go and retrieve these gauntlets. We need all of you to stay here right now, but when things start exploding... make your way to the Blackbird - that's our jet parked outside. I'll open up the gangway remotely. Don't worry, we'll be grabbing all of the guards' attention if that happens. For right now, sit tight. Help each other. We will be back soon."

He looks to Wolverine and since his game face is on, he uses his mutant name, "Wolverine, can you find where this Dr Strain is? Any ideas?" He looks around at the rest of the team for ideas.

Kurt's frown grew deeper, his face darkening at the thought of mutant powers being stolen to be used for ill. "First, we take out those helicopters, ja? Knock out the goons first. That will give us some breathing space to find where this Dr Strain is."

"Sounds like a plan to me, anyting to tie dis one up?"

Wolverine slinks into the building just as the mutants are being freed from their cages! He had been keeping an eye on the outside, in case the game was up and the place got surrounded.

He sniffs the air when Cyclops asks him about finding Strain.

"Oh, I’ll find him alright! Give him a taste of his own medicine!" he says, menacingly. "We should handle those birds out there first! We’ll be sitting ducks otherwise!"

He then imagined himself being thrown at the two helicopters and slicing them both in half at once. Beast or Colossus would get the job done easily enough! They’d need to improvise with the current crew!