Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men
Note: Sequel to "Who's Got My Back?" Also for the girls telepathy, the ~ will be used to show when she is speaking.
Summary: When Todd discovers that his feeling for the ghost girl are deeper than just graditude, just how far is he willing to go to bring her back to the living world?
A/N: After the chapter name, there will be lyrics from Trapt's song "Stories". I think that the song goes along great, so bear with me. Of course as the story progresses the mood will change and I will add different song lyrics.
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Chapter 1: Promise Returned
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I found a line
and then it grew.
I found myself
still thinking of you.
I felt so empty,
but now I'm fine.
But still it's burning,
when will you be mine?
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Hopping back home through the shadows of impending darkness and night, Todd's mind was a blur. His thoughts raced around to fast for him to think about just one question. Who was she? Why had she helped him? Why had she healed him? He shook his head in a futile attempt to free his mind from some of the less important thoughts such as 'What will the guys think?' He gave a low, annoyed growl at himself. 'Why the fuck would they care?' he asked himself harshly before hopping onward up the the boarding house. He slowed his pace as he neared the door. He truely didn't want to go in, hell, he didn't even know why he had come back here in the first place. They were the ones who ditched him. But where else could he go? Running to the X-Geeks? Ha, fat chance of that ever happening. He sighed, his heart sinking as he was once again given a reason to remind himself that he had no where else to go unless he wanted to drop out of high school and live on the streets. He shuddered at the thought, the streets were almost worse than the Brotherhood. He stopped himself there as he reached for the doorknob, letting himself inside.
"Home."
He called out half-heartedly. From over the back of the couch he saw two bewildered faces glance back at him.
"Todd? Man! How'd you...what the...TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT!"
Lance spat out, nearly jumping over the couch in rage and confusion. He thought for sure they would never see Todd again, yet there he was, looking like nothing at all had happened. But he had seen Todd get shot twice with his own eyes. The second occupant of the couch, Pietro, just shrugged.
"Who cares...we got our famed pick-pocketer back."
Todd gave an angery glance at Pietro, but was jolted by Lance as the older mutant shoved him back against the wall.
"You tell us how the fuck you survived two bullet wounds and escaped capture, or I swear I'll..."
"Kill me? Go ahead Rocky, I ain't afraid a ya no more...and to be honest I don't give a damn about what you want to know."
Todd kicked up and hit Lance square in the stomach, the earth manipulator toppled backwards and slammed into the back of the couch.
"Yo, and thanks for introducin' me to someone who actually cares."
Todd scoffed at Lance and started up the stairs, but was intercepted by Pietro.
"Someone who cares? You find a new recruit too? Man, your good..."
"Oh, yeah, new recruit. Hope you don't mind livin' with a ghost."
Pietro for once was statue still, searching Todd's eyes for any hint of sarcasm only to find none.
"A ghost? Just how dumb do you think we are Tolansky?"
"Fine don't believe me. But theres your answer Rocky...a ghost mutant saved my ass. Happy now?"
Lance gave a low growl, standing up slowly and rubbing his shoulder.
"Your full of shit Todd. Ghosts don't exist."
Todd shrugged.
"You wanted an answer yo...so there it is."
Both Pietro and Lance shot Todd angry glances. Todd growled softly at both of them. Why had he even bothered to waste the energy to get back here only to be verbally abused. He was better off staying with the ghost girl...at least she seemed to understand. He hopped upstairs before they could say anything else, slamming his bedroom door behind him and locking it. He was about to flop down on his poor excuse for a matress before two sets of fists began pounding on his door.
"Toad! Get out here and tell us the truth!"
Lances voice snarled. Todd only pulled his pillow over his head and hid in the created darkness until he heard Pietro starting to ram into the door at nearly full speed. This wasn't the first time the speed demon had done this, and from experience Todd knew the door would only last another minute or less. He got up, walking over to the window and opening it. He crawled through carefully onto the roof and closed the window behind him. He slunk gently over to the edge of the roof, peering down to the ground. From inside he heard the door groan, it was about to give way. He took in a deep breath and let himself fall off the roof, hitting the ground hard on his feet but he made a quick rebound and rocketed through the air with the added momentum. Fuck Lance, Pietro, and the Brotherhood for now, he was going back into town. He knew someone who was waiting patiently for him.
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Pietro raced into the room when the door finally gave way. He coughed at the swampy smell inside, backing up and nearly tripping over Lance. Lance shoved him out of the way and walked inside. He glanced arounf the room fiercly, a snarl resting on his face.
"TODD! You maggot...come here!"
No reply. It wasn't until the sound of the tattered curtains ruffling in a breeze that he realized what had happened. He bolted over to the window, half hanging out to see Todd making his way back into town. He growled and shoved on the window sill to propel himself back into the room.
"Hurry it up, Maximoff...he's making a break for it."
"Why bother? He'll be back. Where do you think he'll go anyway? To a sleep-over at the x-geeks?"
Pietro snorted out in laughter. Lance glared at him.
"He's hiding something that could mean we never have to run from the Mutant Control again...and your just going to sit here and wait for him to come back?"
"Your a quick thinker, aren't you Alver's?"
Pietro scoffed at him ,a wide smirk playing upon his face. Lance growled, but sat down.
"Fine, we'll play the waiting game. But if he doesn't come back, your going to be the first person to do a one minute sweep of the city...got it?"
"Like you could make me."
Pietro chuckled back, shoving Lance to the other side of the couch and taking control of the remote.
"And while we wait...some extreme channel surfing is in order..."
Lance sighed, cradling his head in his hands as he listened to the voices change so rapidly that it sounded like an alien trying to communicate.
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It took him a little longer to get back into the city..but Todd managed to make it. The next problem was finding the right building. He wandered aimlessly through the streets, trying to remember where it had been. But his question was quicky answered...it was the building with the fresh blood splashed on the side of the second story window. He grimaced, realizing just then how much blood he had really lost. He looked around, but there were too many people walking down the streets. When no one was looking, he ducked inside and fumbled through the darkness until he tripped onto the staircase. He made his way slowly upward, the sound of rusting wrought iron clanged until his feet. He cringed a little, the stairs sounded like they would give way and topple down at any moment. Then his attention was grabbed by the dust floating through the air, and that there were no longer stairs to go up. Carefully he stepped closer to the window where he had been before, looking down at the pool of blood. He jumped when the ghosts form suddenly began to materialize out of the dust and unearthly mist. There she was, sitting beside the pool of blood, head bowed in sorrow and her shoulders heaving as if she was sobbing. But no tears hit the pool of blood, and Todd cursed at himself for tinking she could cry.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
He asked quietly, taking a cautious step forward. The ghost girls eyes looked up at him, even through the hollow black pits, the angle at which she held her dust formed brows showed sorrow.
~...I heard everything that they said to you....~
She whispered in his mind. Todd's eyes dropped down to the ground.
"That's just my life, yo. Don't cry over it...'k?"
~I can't cry anymore. Just mimic crying.~
Her voice came back. Todd raised his eyes from the ground, looking at her.
"Well, I'm back here to visit ya, just like I promised."
The girl smiled a little, standing and walking over to Todd.
~So you have...~
She gave a smile that brightened even the gloomy second floor, before placing her hand on his shoulder.
~Thank you.~
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A/N: Hey! Thanks for reading. It would be much appriciated if you would click on that wonderful lilac button down there and review ^.^ This 'supposed-to-be-a' songfic sequel just got a promotion to a full blown story. It is a pure Todd/OC sequel, so if you don't like Todd, might as well just stop reading now XP Tell me what you think, and what you would like to see in future chapters. The brilliant composers of the ideas I use will get credit where credit is due, so have no fear.
~Dragonmistriss
Note: Sequel to "Who's Got My Back?" Also for the girls telepathy, the ~ will be used to show when she is speaking.
Summary: When Todd discovers that his feeling for the ghost girl are deeper than just graditude, just how far is he willing to go to bring her back to the living world?
A/N: After the chapter name, there will be lyrics from Trapt's song "Stories". I think that the song goes along great, so bear with me. Of course as the story progresses the mood will change and I will add different song lyrics.
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Chapter 1: Promise Returned
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I found a line
and then it grew.
I found myself
still thinking of you.
I felt so empty,
but now I'm fine.
But still it's burning,
when will you be mine?
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Hopping back home through the shadows of impending darkness and night, Todd's mind was a blur. His thoughts raced around to fast for him to think about just one question. Who was she? Why had she helped him? Why had she healed him? He shook his head in a futile attempt to free his mind from some of the less important thoughts such as 'What will the guys think?' He gave a low, annoyed growl at himself. 'Why the fuck would they care?' he asked himself harshly before hopping onward up the the boarding house. He slowed his pace as he neared the door. He truely didn't want to go in, hell, he didn't even know why he had come back here in the first place. They were the ones who ditched him. But where else could he go? Running to the X-Geeks? Ha, fat chance of that ever happening. He sighed, his heart sinking as he was once again given a reason to remind himself that he had no where else to go unless he wanted to drop out of high school and live on the streets. He shuddered at the thought, the streets were almost worse than the Brotherhood. He stopped himself there as he reached for the doorknob, letting himself inside.
"Home."
He called out half-heartedly. From over the back of the couch he saw two bewildered faces glance back at him.
"Todd? Man! How'd you...what the...TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT!"
Lance spat out, nearly jumping over the couch in rage and confusion. He thought for sure they would never see Todd again, yet there he was, looking like nothing at all had happened. But he had seen Todd get shot twice with his own eyes. The second occupant of the couch, Pietro, just shrugged.
"Who cares...we got our famed pick-pocketer back."
Todd gave an angery glance at Pietro, but was jolted by Lance as the older mutant shoved him back against the wall.
"You tell us how the fuck you survived two bullet wounds and escaped capture, or I swear I'll..."
"Kill me? Go ahead Rocky, I ain't afraid a ya no more...and to be honest I don't give a damn about what you want to know."
Todd kicked up and hit Lance square in the stomach, the earth manipulator toppled backwards and slammed into the back of the couch.
"Yo, and thanks for introducin' me to someone who actually cares."
Todd scoffed at Lance and started up the stairs, but was intercepted by Pietro.
"Someone who cares? You find a new recruit too? Man, your good..."
"Oh, yeah, new recruit. Hope you don't mind livin' with a ghost."
Pietro for once was statue still, searching Todd's eyes for any hint of sarcasm only to find none.
"A ghost? Just how dumb do you think we are Tolansky?"
"Fine don't believe me. But theres your answer Rocky...a ghost mutant saved my ass. Happy now?"
Lance gave a low growl, standing up slowly and rubbing his shoulder.
"Your full of shit Todd. Ghosts don't exist."
Todd shrugged.
"You wanted an answer yo...so there it is."
Both Pietro and Lance shot Todd angry glances. Todd growled softly at both of them. Why had he even bothered to waste the energy to get back here only to be verbally abused. He was better off staying with the ghost girl...at least she seemed to understand. He hopped upstairs before they could say anything else, slamming his bedroom door behind him and locking it. He was about to flop down on his poor excuse for a matress before two sets of fists began pounding on his door.
"Toad! Get out here and tell us the truth!"
Lances voice snarled. Todd only pulled his pillow over his head and hid in the created darkness until he heard Pietro starting to ram into the door at nearly full speed. This wasn't the first time the speed demon had done this, and from experience Todd knew the door would only last another minute or less. He got up, walking over to the window and opening it. He crawled through carefully onto the roof and closed the window behind him. He slunk gently over to the edge of the roof, peering down to the ground. From inside he heard the door groan, it was about to give way. He took in a deep breath and let himself fall off the roof, hitting the ground hard on his feet but he made a quick rebound and rocketed through the air with the added momentum. Fuck Lance, Pietro, and the Brotherhood for now, he was going back into town. He knew someone who was waiting patiently for him.
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Pietro raced into the room when the door finally gave way. He coughed at the swampy smell inside, backing up and nearly tripping over Lance. Lance shoved him out of the way and walked inside. He glanced arounf the room fiercly, a snarl resting on his face.
"TODD! You maggot...come here!"
No reply. It wasn't until the sound of the tattered curtains ruffling in a breeze that he realized what had happened. He bolted over to the window, half hanging out to see Todd making his way back into town. He growled and shoved on the window sill to propel himself back into the room.
"Hurry it up, Maximoff...he's making a break for it."
"Why bother? He'll be back. Where do you think he'll go anyway? To a sleep-over at the x-geeks?"
Pietro snorted out in laughter. Lance glared at him.
"He's hiding something that could mean we never have to run from the Mutant Control again...and your just going to sit here and wait for him to come back?"
"Your a quick thinker, aren't you Alver's?"
Pietro scoffed at him ,a wide smirk playing upon his face. Lance growled, but sat down.
"Fine, we'll play the waiting game. But if he doesn't come back, your going to be the first person to do a one minute sweep of the city...got it?"
"Like you could make me."
Pietro chuckled back, shoving Lance to the other side of the couch and taking control of the remote.
"And while we wait...some extreme channel surfing is in order..."
Lance sighed, cradling his head in his hands as he listened to the voices change so rapidly that it sounded like an alien trying to communicate.
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It took him a little longer to get back into the city..but Todd managed to make it. The next problem was finding the right building. He wandered aimlessly through the streets, trying to remember where it had been. But his question was quicky answered...it was the building with the fresh blood splashed on the side of the second story window. He grimaced, realizing just then how much blood he had really lost. He looked around, but there were too many people walking down the streets. When no one was looking, he ducked inside and fumbled through the darkness until he tripped onto the staircase. He made his way slowly upward, the sound of rusting wrought iron clanged until his feet. He cringed a little, the stairs sounded like they would give way and topple down at any moment. Then his attention was grabbed by the dust floating through the air, and that there were no longer stairs to go up. Carefully he stepped closer to the window where he had been before, looking down at the pool of blood. He jumped when the ghosts form suddenly began to materialize out of the dust and unearthly mist. There she was, sitting beside the pool of blood, head bowed in sorrow and her shoulders heaving as if she was sobbing. But no tears hit the pool of blood, and Todd cursed at himself for tinking she could cry.
"Hey, what's the matter?"
He asked quietly, taking a cautious step forward. The ghost girls eyes looked up at him, even through the hollow black pits, the angle at which she held her dust formed brows showed sorrow.
~...I heard everything that they said to you....~
She whispered in his mind. Todd's eyes dropped down to the ground.
"That's just my life, yo. Don't cry over it...'k?"
~I can't cry anymore. Just mimic crying.~
Her voice came back. Todd raised his eyes from the ground, looking at her.
"Well, I'm back here to visit ya, just like I promised."
The girl smiled a little, standing and walking over to Todd.
~So you have...~
She gave a smile that brightened even the gloomy second floor, before placing her hand on his shoulder.
~Thank you.~
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A/N: Hey! Thanks for reading. It would be much appriciated if you would click on that wonderful lilac button down there and review ^.^ This 'supposed-to-be-a' songfic sequel just got a promotion to a full blown story. It is a pure Todd/OC sequel, so if you don't like Todd, might as well just stop reading now XP Tell me what you think, and what you would like to see in future chapters. The brilliant composers of the ideas I use will get credit where credit is due, so have no fear.
~Dragonmistriss