Disclaimer: I don't own anyone except Henry, Rac and Simon.
This is just a quick filla story. You see I need Wanda for the next story, so I'm trying to explain where she's been, and what she's like in this story. She's been abroad finding new mutants.
Also every program has happened, except for the ones after 'Hex Problem'. As I hate, hate, hate, hate 'Day of ..'
Oh, Auroris, I am British, or at least partially. How on earth did you guess?
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Music of the Brotherhood
Rac and Henry's room was empty of people, the slightly open window allowed the curtains to blow in the wind, which brought in the rain, from the storm outside.
Rac's laptop screen flickered for a moment. Then a crowd of people appeared. It was the New Recruits, all dressed up in battle gear, cut and bruised. They were laughing, and chatting.
Rac's attention turned to the door, the handle was moving. She snapped her fingers.
Jean opened the door. She saw the New Recruits, in casual clothes. Amara was on Henry's bed, along with Jubes, they were both plugged into minidisk player, and paid no attention to Jean. Bobby lounged on the only chair in the room, playing on a game boy.
Ray was sprawled on a sag bag, shoved it in front of the chest of drawers; he was tickling Rahne's stomach, as she was in wolf form. Roberto sat on the wardrobe, looking down on everyone, clicking along to the music, blasting out of Rac's stereo. Jamie sat on the desk, his legs swinging, playing on his game boy.
Henry was relaxing on Rac's bed, reading 'Lord of the Rings', for about the 20th time (she knew the book inside out, had the script for 'The Fellowship of the Ring' on her laptop, had seen 'The Fellowship of the Ring' about 14 times and was waiting for the next film). At the other end of the bed was Rac, she was also reading one of her favourite books, and she was snorting every so often. Beside her, near the door, was a tapestry frame, the design being sewn by several needles, moving of their own accord.
"I wish you wouldn't do that, Rac!" Jean said, firmly
"What?" Rac asked, not even looking up from her book.
"The tapestry. The needles."
"No different to your TK." Rac said, almost chiding
"Yes, but I have to pay attention. You don't. It freaks me out."
"Sorry. What did you want?"
"Just wanted to say that the Bond film starts in 5."
"Right."
"We tried to tell you over the telecom, but." Rac turned to the 'com system, it was in tatters.
"My fault." Jubes piped up "Rac wanted to see if I could blow things up, you know, like Tabitha. And that happened." Rac waved a hand and it was mended. Jean shivered.
"You coming down?"
"Nah, we'll stay up here."
"O.k." Jean closed the door.
7 figures faded, as 7 more came into view. Bobby, Jubes, Amara, Jamie, Roberto, Ray and Rahne walked out from where they were standing.
"Good illusion, Rac!" Jubes said.
"Yeah, and a good thing you disabled the 'com system."
"Thanks." Rac said, shutting her book. Her cupboard door opened, and 2 boxes, full of stuffed carrier bags, flew out, the doors shutting behind them. "Boys in that corner. Girls in that." She said pointing to different corners, before turning her back.
Illusions covered the designated areas, allowing the New Recruits to change. When they stepped out, the illusions vanished. Meanwhile Henry had pulled the cover off the 'com system, and was passing Rac tools, so Rac could replace some wires.
"What would we do without you?" Amara asked
"Get in trouble." Rac shrugged, screwing the cover back on
"Who wants some popcorn, for the Bond?" Henry asked
"Me!" they chorused
"Right, come on Henry. Let's get some for these gluttons." Rac smiled
"O.k. The television is where it normally is." Henry said, grabbing Rac's wrist and vanishing.
The others threw themselves in front of the cupboard. Ray opened the cupboard, and pushing Rac's clothes to the far end. Inside was a flat, wide screen T.V., Rahne grabbed the remote and switched it on. Just as the Bond theme tune started up, Rac and Henry returned carrying several bowls of popcorn, which were quickly claimed.
Henry pulled Rac away from the others,
"Rac, I found it!" she whispered, her voice jubilant
"What?"
"That disk, which Risty stole, before we arrived. The one you wanted me to find."
"Oh! That disk! Great!"
"What do I do, now? We can't tell the prof, he doesn't know, that we know it's stolen."
"Has it been copied?"
"Nope, nor printed."
"Right, replace it."
"What?"
"Wipe the DVD clean, and replace it with this." Rac grabbed a random c.d. off her desk.
"She'll go mad!"
"So?"
"Good point. I'll do it!"
"Thought you would."
"When?"
"I'll do at the ad. If I miss anything, we can watch the Bond later."
"You've worked it out, then?"
"Yeah, no movie is safe from me. I can even get hold of the uncut version of the next 'Bond'!"
"Way to go!"
A flash of lightening and a roll of thunder interrupted the conversation. Rac walked over to the window, pulling the curtain aside to watch the storm.
"What's up?" Henry asked joining her, placing her hand on Rac's shoulder.
"Someone's coming."
"Who?"
"I don't know. But I can feel it."
"I can feel something, too. More than 1 person, I'd say."
"2."
"Mutants or Humans?"
"Mutants."
"Do you know them?"
"No. But I think I know of one of them. But I can't place it."
"Are they coming here?"
"No. They're going there." Rac pointed out of her window, towards a house, in the distance.
The house seemed to be falling apart, even though it was in fairly good nick. The garden was a mess. And a tattered, warped, wooden, painted sign, at the gate, read 'The Brotherhood'.
Two figures, both with black hair, though the taller of the two's had a slight red tinge to it. They walked up to the door, and the taller flung the door open.
"I'm back!" she yelled.
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I want more reviews.
This is just a quick filla story. You see I need Wanda for the next story, so I'm trying to explain where she's been, and what she's like in this story. She's been abroad finding new mutants.
Also every program has happened, except for the ones after 'Hex Problem'. As I hate, hate, hate, hate 'Day of ..'
Oh, Auroris, I am British, or at least partially. How on earth did you guess?
***
Music of the Brotherhood
Rac and Henry's room was empty of people, the slightly open window allowed the curtains to blow in the wind, which brought in the rain, from the storm outside.
Rac's laptop screen flickered for a moment. Then a crowd of people appeared. It was the New Recruits, all dressed up in battle gear, cut and bruised. They were laughing, and chatting.
Rac's attention turned to the door, the handle was moving. She snapped her fingers.
Jean opened the door. She saw the New Recruits, in casual clothes. Amara was on Henry's bed, along with Jubes, they were both plugged into minidisk player, and paid no attention to Jean. Bobby lounged on the only chair in the room, playing on a game boy.
Ray was sprawled on a sag bag, shoved it in front of the chest of drawers; he was tickling Rahne's stomach, as she was in wolf form. Roberto sat on the wardrobe, looking down on everyone, clicking along to the music, blasting out of Rac's stereo. Jamie sat on the desk, his legs swinging, playing on his game boy.
Henry was relaxing on Rac's bed, reading 'Lord of the Rings', for about the 20th time (she knew the book inside out, had the script for 'The Fellowship of the Ring' on her laptop, had seen 'The Fellowship of the Ring' about 14 times and was waiting for the next film). At the other end of the bed was Rac, she was also reading one of her favourite books, and she was snorting every so often. Beside her, near the door, was a tapestry frame, the design being sewn by several needles, moving of their own accord.
"I wish you wouldn't do that, Rac!" Jean said, firmly
"What?" Rac asked, not even looking up from her book.
"The tapestry. The needles."
"No different to your TK." Rac said, almost chiding
"Yes, but I have to pay attention. You don't. It freaks me out."
"Sorry. What did you want?"
"Just wanted to say that the Bond film starts in 5."
"Right."
"We tried to tell you over the telecom, but." Rac turned to the 'com system, it was in tatters.
"My fault." Jubes piped up "Rac wanted to see if I could blow things up, you know, like Tabitha. And that happened." Rac waved a hand and it was mended. Jean shivered.
"You coming down?"
"Nah, we'll stay up here."
"O.k." Jean closed the door.
7 figures faded, as 7 more came into view. Bobby, Jubes, Amara, Jamie, Roberto, Ray and Rahne walked out from where they were standing.
"Good illusion, Rac!" Jubes said.
"Yeah, and a good thing you disabled the 'com system."
"Thanks." Rac said, shutting her book. Her cupboard door opened, and 2 boxes, full of stuffed carrier bags, flew out, the doors shutting behind them. "Boys in that corner. Girls in that." She said pointing to different corners, before turning her back.
Illusions covered the designated areas, allowing the New Recruits to change. When they stepped out, the illusions vanished. Meanwhile Henry had pulled the cover off the 'com system, and was passing Rac tools, so Rac could replace some wires.
"What would we do without you?" Amara asked
"Get in trouble." Rac shrugged, screwing the cover back on
"Who wants some popcorn, for the Bond?" Henry asked
"Me!" they chorused
"Right, come on Henry. Let's get some for these gluttons." Rac smiled
"O.k. The television is where it normally is." Henry said, grabbing Rac's wrist and vanishing.
The others threw themselves in front of the cupboard. Ray opened the cupboard, and pushing Rac's clothes to the far end. Inside was a flat, wide screen T.V., Rahne grabbed the remote and switched it on. Just as the Bond theme tune started up, Rac and Henry returned carrying several bowls of popcorn, which were quickly claimed.
Henry pulled Rac away from the others,
"Rac, I found it!" she whispered, her voice jubilant
"What?"
"That disk, which Risty stole, before we arrived. The one you wanted me to find."
"Oh! That disk! Great!"
"What do I do, now? We can't tell the prof, he doesn't know, that we know it's stolen."
"Has it been copied?"
"Nope, nor printed."
"Right, replace it."
"What?"
"Wipe the DVD clean, and replace it with this." Rac grabbed a random c.d. off her desk.
"She'll go mad!"
"So?"
"Good point. I'll do it!"
"Thought you would."
"When?"
"I'll do at the ad. If I miss anything, we can watch the Bond later."
"You've worked it out, then?"
"Yeah, no movie is safe from me. I can even get hold of the uncut version of the next 'Bond'!"
"Way to go!"
A flash of lightening and a roll of thunder interrupted the conversation. Rac walked over to the window, pulling the curtain aside to watch the storm.
"What's up?" Henry asked joining her, placing her hand on Rac's shoulder.
"Someone's coming."
"Who?"
"I don't know. But I can feel it."
"I can feel something, too. More than 1 person, I'd say."
"2."
"Mutants or Humans?"
"Mutants."
"Do you know them?"
"No. But I think I know of one of them. But I can't place it."
"Are they coming here?"
"No. They're going there." Rac pointed out of her window, towards a house, in the distance.
The house seemed to be falling apart, even though it was in fairly good nick. The garden was a mess. And a tattered, warped, wooden, painted sign, at the gate, read 'The Brotherhood'.
Two figures, both with black hair, though the taller of the two's had a slight red tinge to it. They walked up to the door, and the taller flung the door open.
"I'm back!" she yelled.
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