Well, at least his friends are safe. But with them out of the way, a dark, menacing look flashes over Tommy's face. There is violence there, and it comes with green sparks dancing around his body. The barrier stops and Tommy thrusts his hands out, lightning striking each of the guards that would have shot Billy's friends.

"No. Now it's time for me to have fun," he counters, turning and walking out through the arch, and then he's not on the ground anymore. No, he's hovering in the air, sending blasts of lightning off at a pair of approaching robots. "You have no idea, Billy, what this has been like! They've kept me locked up for months."

More blasts, these time flashes of green energy, like balls of pure energy. Somewhat like what the Scarlet Witch's powers.

"Testing me. Probing me," he snarls, more sparks as he shoots a powerful blast at the nearest guard tower, shorting out a siren. "Trying to turn me into a living weapon."

Another armor clad person or robot approaches, gun raised. And Tommy's hand goes up, another green barrier raising in front of him.

"Well congratulations, officers. It worked."

The barrier moves forward, expanding and wrapping around the armor and contracting, crushing until the machines protest and fall to the ground as Tommy releases the energy.