Fusion
Author's Note: So I am re-writing my x-men fanfic. Its been forever and I feel that it needs to be revamped so here goes. Haven't written fanfic in probably two years so please be kind.
Chapter One
Darkness is everyone's friend these days. They enjoy their sleep yet Darkness and I have a special bond. We have come to know one another intimately. I do not sleep for fear the voices will overwhelm me but yes I know Darkness and it knows me, and it is afraid.
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It has been years since I have thought about my past. Some people cannot remember when they were a child. But I remember my past, and with clarity too. Lucky me. But let's not get ahead of ourselves. For now I'll just tell you about how this story really begins. It isn't about me, it's about one person who has more of an impact than anyone else. We shall start the story when I first laid eyes on him, James…or as he now likes to be called, Wolverine.
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"Are you ready Fusion?"
I looked up at the man sitting across from me in the army truck. He was older maybe in his forties with slightly graying hair. Not an unpleasant looking man yet there was something in his eyes that made you think twice about crossing him. I nodded slowly. Two years I had been the personal assistant to this man. Two long years but he treated me better than how everyone else did.
"We will be acquiring two today. Are you sure you are ready? There can be no mistakes these two are important."
"Yes sir, I'm sure I'm ready." The truck bounced to a halt and we jumped out. We were greeted by two prison guards and the warden.
"Stryker, good to see you again. Come for a few more have you?" the warden said as he shook Stryker's hand.
Stryker nodded his sunglasses glinting. "You know as I told you over the phone these two are particularly interesting. You should see what they did to their last command!" the warden rambled on as he led his way down through the cells.
I had glanced at the files that Stryker had gotten on the two men. The warden was right on calling them interesting. Both had lived for a very long time and both were extremely dangerous and with the fact that they could not die Stryker was practically salivating over the fact that he wanted him for his team. We reached the last cell door in the hall. The warden spoke with the two guards and they let us in. the room was dark with only small patched of light. Two pairs of legs poked into one of the patches of sunlight but the darkness covered their faces.
"Well brother, it seems we have visitors" a dark gravelly voice sneered from the darkness. There was silence for a moment before Stryker spoke. He offered them a chance of a life time to be free from prison and to do something they enjoyed, killing.
"I heard you faced a firing squad at oh-one hundred hours…how was that?" Stryker asked.
The gravelly voice spoke again, "It tickled." I had to hide a smile. Finally they both emerged. One was tall and rather imposing with short hair. The other was shorter but just as strongly built his hair wild, with blue eyes like ice. The one with the short hair grinned wickedly when he saw me, "Well you didn't mention you had a lady along! We would have shown more manners." He chuckled and took a menacing step closer. I eyed him up and glared at him, "I'm not afraid of you." He grinned, "Ah but you should be girlie, you should be." I raised an eyebrow, "We shall see who should be afraid."
"Fusion!" Stryker barked, "save it for back at the complex. C'mon boys." And we headed back to the truck for the ride back.
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We reached the complex. Four buildings lay spread out on a space of land surrounded by a huge fence. The main building held the training room, and a place to eat and the meeting room. We were heading towards the main building. We reached the meeting room and stryker nodded to me.
I turned to the tallest one, "This won't hurt…much." I opened myself to my power feeling it flow and ebb in my veins the only outward sign that anything was happening was my eyes took on a faint glow that seemed to get brighter and brighter. Reaching out with my hand I touch the taller one, Victor's face. Every memory, every thought flooded into my head. Swirling and bashing together. I held on. The reason Stryker kept me so close was that I was his fail safe for his team. His team of mutants, who so easily could crush him if he so much as looked at them wrong. And yet with me, his guard dog as they called me, all I had to do was concentrate a little too hard on them and poof they were one the ground dying a slow and painful death.
Finally the flow stopped. We both sunk to the ground. I moaned trying to keep everything in place. So much pain….so much suffering. I grasped at my head trying to keep it together. I felt a hand on my shoulder. Muffled sounds like voices started to make their way into my head. I opened my eyes.
"Fusion, are you alright?" Stryker stood over me, "Can you take in James too?" I nodded weakly, "I think so.
Slowly I rose to my feet. James glared at me those piercing eyes full of hate and distrust, " What did you do to my brother!"
"Its only a little safety measure," Stryker said, "So I can sleep peacefully at night."
With that I reached out and touched James, then everything went black.
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A/N More to come soon hopefully.