Gambit (IC)

"Very well" Nuke replied, spending a millisecond to consider his options.
Since the diplomatic approach wasn't going anywhere for now, it was time to pursue a bit more direct route.
He flicked his hand, and before him the gates to the compound were wrenched off their hinges and flew inward with the squeal of shearing metal. Nuke walked through the opening.

Zal-Tek blinked in awe. Not of Nuke's power, that was fairly normal, but of his sheer stupidity. What, he wondered, did Nuke think destroying the place could possibly give him? He watched Dee vanish with somewhat less surprise, then turned to Whitefire.

"Well," he deadpanned, "that went well. Remind me to kill him later."

The soldiers were able to get off some small bursts before they turned to dust, their weapons melting in their hands as this happened. The bullets' trajectories simply curved around Nuke and into the walls around him.
He turned towards the commander. "Once more, please put down your weapons, and surrender"

Zal-Tek snarled.  He was all for doing whatever it took for a worthy cause, and had killed many more people at once than Nuke was doing, but he had done so because he believed it was what needed to be done.  This?  This was just rediculous, there were many ways to avoid being hurt and intimidate people than killing everyone in the area.

Abruptly, he vanished in a flash of light and reappeared in front of Nuke, growling.  He brought up a golden shield around them, stopping the bullets and letting them simply fall harmlessly to the ground.

"What are you doing?" he hissed, glaring at Nuke.  "We wanted to know what was going on, not kill everyone!"

He almost instantly regretted using the term 'we' at all, not wanting to be associated with Nuke.  He put up with a lot from his brother, but that was different.  He too always had a reason, and something to gain, even if they didn't always see perfectly eye to eye.  Perhaps Nuke also had a reason, but Zal-Tek generally prided himself on reading people, and couldn't think of one, so he assumed it was probably a bad one.

Nuke looked Zal-Tek in the eye. "You want to know what is going on? This is another incident, like the last couple that we have been encountering. It is probably an illusion of some sort or something of that nature. We couldn't avoid the others, and we likely can't avoid this one. These soldiers stand in the way, and are aggressive."
He teleported himself outside of the golden sphere, and glanced over at Whitefire, then back at Zal-Tek.

Zal-Tek growled again. "You're willing to risk so many lives on the possibility that this is an illusion?" He snapped. "Besides, if it were, I would know."

He brought up another shield, replacing the original, this one more opaque and only inches from Nuke's face. "You could easily have done any number of other things, between teleportation, flight, and invisibility. Your insistence only makes me think that you are enjoying this."

He altered the shield slightly, so it showed his reflection, standing behind Nuke. His eyes were glowing. "I warn you, stop this now."

"I do not enjoy this, I only do what I think is necessary. Either way, remove your shield." he responded, his expression serious. He was starting to tire of these beings' company, although Dee hadn't really done anything. This one though.....

Zal-Tek frowned, "so what, mister 'great and powerful' has no way to avoid getting hurt walking through here than to kill everyone?" He laughed darkly, "I hardly have to try to do that, and I thought you were supposed to be bulletproof."

"I will remove my shield when you give me a single good reason to," he finished, not that he expected Nuke to do anything but teleport past him again.

Nuke smiled "You say you can sneak around past everything without trying, even though you didn't do it earlier. But that aside, being bulletproof doesn't mean that this is something that can just be avoided. So if you had been paying attention to everything that has gone on, and were listening, you would know that."
He extended his control aura, pushing against the golden shield near his face.

Zal-Tek laughed, "And if you had been listening, I did volunteer, but you left before anyone was done talking."

He dropped the shield and looked at Nuke thoughtfully, "honestly now I'm more curious as to why you think there's only one way to go about things, but I suppose you won't tell me," he said, "I suppose I'll just have to find out on my own."

With that, he simply vanished.

With a small flick of his paw, Nuke caused the soldiers and their weapons to turn to dust as he had with the others.
The commander hovered in the air, and floated over to Nuke, who turned to look at him. His radio and weapons disintegrating.
Nuke spoke coldly "So why don't you tell me all about your unit and what you are doing here"

Zal-Tek, who had invisibly teleported into a nearby tower, growled.  He slipped out along the wall and looked around, quickly taking in the rest of the camp.  He then turned and looked back at Nuke, irritated.  There was definitely something very wrong with Nuke, he decided.  He knew people who enjoyed killing, and yet there was nothing so utterly wrong as simply not feeling anything.

If anyone had been looking very closely, they might have seen the faint red mist that hovered around the commander for a split second, before fading away.  Zal-Tek just hoped Nuke wasn't very good at seeing through illusions.  Then again, if Nuke thought that obvious reality was an illusion, it was unlikely the master of illusion would have any trouble making, say, a fake commander who refused to reveal anything.

The real commander was abruptly brought to Zal-Tek's side, under the same cloak he himself was under.  They could see and hear each other, but their presence was near-perfectly masked from the outside.  They would only be found if someone happened to deliberately check that exact spot for them. He had already brought up a barrier between them, just in case, but he wasn't really paying attention to the commander.

"Let's just see what that idiot does if his last source of information refuses to tell him anything..."

Nuke noticed the matter/energy state of the being in front of him shift a little, and the various small details change. The brief red mist didn't help either.
He released his hold on the 'commander' he held, and let it drop to the ground. His senses scanned the area and picked up the air displacement from the real commander arriving at his new location. He turned towards the tower, displeased. Nuke couldn't be sure if it had been Zal-Tek or someone else had moved him, although Zal-Tek had seemed to be the most irritated about the past few minutes.

Nuke teleported up to the tower, in front of the commander. Deciding it was likely one of his former traveling companions that had done it, he broadcast his voice as he spoke "Funny you moved him when I was going to ask him what was going on, which is what I thought we all wanted to know"

Zal-Tek smirked, following Nuke's lead and throwing his voice to several different places around the base. "We? Surely you've noticed that there is no longer a 'we,'" he said, "doesn't that tell you anything?"

He laughed, "I'm nowhere near as curious about this anymore, there are more interesting things to find out now. Besides, this commander is more likely to tell me things than you, anyway, considering you just killed all his men."

He teported to a different section of the wall, taking the commander with him, both invisible. "So," he said, just to the commander, grinning, "how have you been?"