Disclaimer: Nope I don't own the X-Men. They belong to Marvel but most concepts in this story belong to me.
It's simply a release for my imagination. No serious plot development in the first chapter, although it may evolve later.
Who's in here? Anyone that I feel that just has to be in here that's who!
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The darkness obliterated every fragment of light in the immediate area.
The Seeker was on the move and it had her in its sight.
Times like these made her wish that she still had her shadow-porting ability.
The constant running, dipping, diving, and dodging strained her lungs and caused her to become short of breath. The suspense and the intensity were slowly devouring all of her energy. Why? Why was it only coming after her?
Her stealth ninja abilities did little to help her evade the Seeker's keen senses as every move she made left a trail of expensive designer perfume. Why one would wear perfume during a hunt such as this, well she had her reasons. She was about to put her strategy into play. It was closing in on her location. Gradually she rid herself of the excess layers of clothing as a method of deterrence for her predator. It threw The Seeker off long enough for her to make an escape.
Quickly maneuvering down the dark and desolate corridor, she ducked into a room that she thought was empty. Instead she is pulled into a smaller area by a six-and-a-half foot tall figure and above that figure bracing itself between the walls was a demon-esque man with hypnotic eerie gleaming eyes.
"WHAT THE B--- demmphhrmm!" her efforts to speak were muffled by a massive hand.
The giant figure signaled her a silent hush and peered out of the door to check if anyone was approaching.
Seeing that it was clear, the figure whispered, "Sorry about that, but we had to make sure you weren't being follow."
The bass of his voice tickled her ear as she responded in half angry half relieved loud whisper.
"Don't you ever pull something like that again you nearly gave me a bloody heart attack!" she exclaimed as she slapped him in the arm.
The demon-esque man tried to hold back his laughter but in doing so he lost his grip on the walls and fell on top of the two below him, knocking over various shelved items on his way down.
The noises that came out of the small room were like GPS to the Seeker and when it arrived, it was too late for the trio to escape!
"I FOUND BISHOP, KURT, AND BETSY, GAME OVER!" screamed The Seeker.
"AWW, DAMMIT!" said the three as they stumbled out of the chaos filled pantry…
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I miss hide and seek. Just because you're grown-up doesn't mean you can't still play a kid's game, right? There will be more…later.
