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Chapter 1 – Destiny's helping hand
"These three!" A cold and commanding voice said, as three files started to float.
"These three? But two of them are in teams, different ones, and the other one is going to be very hard to track! I know they are all very powerful but are they worth the bother?" said a second voice, this one although cold as well, it could certainly be said that its owner was a broken, weaker person.
"Are you questioning my orders! Are you questioning me!" The first voice yelled angrily.
"No master!" The owner of the second voice answered quickly, fear was obvious in that reaction "I listen and I obey, my lord!"
"Good!" the first voice said, content, either because of the answer it self or for the fear demonstrated by the owner of the second voice.
"But master, how should I persuade them into coming to our side?" The second voice asked, breathing deeply, expecting another yell.
"It is all a question of time. The right words, at the right moment can change the course of history. All that is necessary is Destiny's helping hand," The first voice said in a wise and deep tone. "Leave me with my guest now!"
"Yes master. I listen and I obey," The second voice said, then footsteps could be heard leaving the ancient room and then there was the sound of a heavy door closing.
"Now... are you going to tell me what I want to know?" The first voice said softly.
"No! I will never betray them!" A woman yelled.
"You will. In fact, I believe you know you are going to tell me all that I want to know and that your powers have already informed you of that. So why put up a fight?" The first voice said obviously smiling.
That sentence was followed by an intense moment of silence.
"Very well, if it will ease your conscience…" The first voice said sounding almost magnanimous.
And then the sound of a chained body being lifted, then transpassed by iron and a shrill scream filled the room, along with a macabre laughter.
A Few weeks after
"The right words at the right moment can change the course of history," Vertico mimicked. "Yeah right... if I was in that much pain I would say the first thing that popped into my head."
"I think Sini is going even more insane since he met this mystery man," Strong guy said scratching his head after looking at the map for the last five minutes, constantly turning it around.
"Yeah, but you have to admit that that shit is deep," Gorgeous Gorge said with a smirk.
"Will you all shut up? We need to find that girl," Rochus said.
Four of the Nasty Boys were in the middle of the wilderness. Mr. Sinister had given them specific coordinates to where to find the girl and even what to say. He made it clear that they were not to return without her.
"If you return without her, you will be the first on my weapon training list and somehow I don't think it will help neither your learning nor perfecting you shooting skill," Sinister had told them before they boarded the chopper.
Meanwhile in New Orleans
Belladonna was lying on her bed looking at one of the many pictures of him, the man she both hated and loved, but missed more than anything. She slowly closed her eyes to dream of him once more, when she suddenly heard a knock on her window. Her eyes widened as she saw who was on the other side, she got up and ran to the window and promptly opened it.
"Bonjour, mon cour," (1) Remy said with his usual grin.
"Remy!" Belladonna exclaimed as she wrapped her arms around his neck, and placed her head up against his chest.
Remy rolled his eyes, and then with a malicious grin he put his hands on her hips.
"Put on some weight Remy sees."
"Remy!" Belladonna protested, removing her head from his chest and looking straight into his red on black eyes, and then her eyes took a strange sweetness to them. "It is ok. I forgive you. Je t'aime mon amour." (2)
Then Belladonna closed her eyes and attempted to kiss him, Remy simply rolled his eyes again and walked passed her, saying "Yeah... me too," as he walked into her room.
He looked around and the only word that came to mind was "Prissy". The walls were a pale pink, the furniture was wood with pink and white flowers and such drawn on it; the lamp was a large, dark pink star with little stars cut in it, no doubt when she switched the light on at night, little stars would appear all over the ceiling. In contrast with such a girly, little girl decoration, there was a double bed with a white comforter and two bed side tables; both had wooden lamps on them and several pictures of Remy, at least three on each of them.
Remy laughed at the ones on the left. They were three pictures of children, Remy and Belladonna, in one of them- they couldn't be older than five. Belladonna was kissing Remy's cheek and he had the most disgusted expression on his face. Another one was of the two in costumes, it was probably Halloween, Belladonna was dressed as a princess and Remy as a prince, and once again the boy seemed disgusted by her. Then there was the one of the two of them in the pool, Remy was pushing her under water.
"Probably trying to kill the psycho," Remy thought.
He then looked at the ones on the right and it showed both of them in formal ware, since Belladonna was wearing a corsage, he assumed it was a prom picture. Then there was one of Remy coming out of the pool in his black swimming shorts. Another one that appeared to have been taken only a few minutes later, since Remy was still in his shorts and wet, he was now laying down drying in the sun. Finally the last picture, in a shrine to Remy LeBeau, was one that Belladonna had been holding, a close up of his face.
"Wow... cozy room…" Remy said trying to cover up his real thoughts.
"That's what you always said when ever you came in here…" Belladonna said as she passed him by, letting her hand rub against his ass. She walked sexily towards her bed and sat on it's edge crossing her legs.
It wasn't until now that Remy noticed what she was wearing, a white, silk night gown, that was quite tight on her upper body and showed a great deal of cleavage.
"…To make love to me," she finished, as she licked her lips slowly.
Remy smirked and walked towards her, Belladonna laid back as he laid on top of her looking straight into her eyes.
"I love you, Remy. I'm so glad you are here," Belladonna said as she closed her eyes and got ready for one of those kisses only Remy knew how to give. But when he took an awful long time to take action, she opened her eyes to see him laughing; she frowned deeply.
"What?" Belladonna snapped.
"You have to be the dumbest girl I have ever met," Remy said between laughs, causing Belladonna to flush in anger.
When she was about to say something, she saw Remy's figure disappear only to be replaced by another man's figure; he had black hair and wasn't nearly as attractive as Remy.
"I love you, Remy. I'm so glad you are here," The stranger mimicked in Belladonna's voice. "Pathetic, no wonder he ran away from you; you'd have to be a mentally challenged to marry you."
Belladonna was furious, and was ready to kill him, when he threw her a stack of photographs he kept in his trench coat. As Belladonna opened it she felt her anger re-directed.
"Who is this whore holding hands with MY Remy!" Belladonna roared, emphasizing the word 'my'.
"That my dear, is his girlfriend," The stranger said with a grin. "I guess he must have forgotten all about you."
'Yeah... twist that knife, baby,' Morph thought happily. He didn't like this blond, sure she was hot but everyone with a functional brain could see what she really was.
"Who ever this tramp may be I will kill her slowly and painfully!" Belladonna said as she crushed a few pictures.
"Use your brain, you blond bimbo. Do you really think I would come all the way to this hell hole, to have you do something my... associates and I could do ourselves!" Morph asked without a trace of amusement. "All you are going to do is..."
Back at the Woods
The four Nasty Boys had just found what they were looking for. In front of them was an abandoned military base; it had been there that Weapon X had gotten his metal skeleton. It had also been where the military had last heard of him, so here was to be if they hoped to find her. They got in and followed Sinister's instructions, heading directly to the computer room where the information was. They got there before she did, as planned. While Rockus looked in the computer, the other three looked for the hand written files. Rockus came up empty handed but the others didn't.
It was then that they heard the sound of adamantium cutting through the wall and a rectangular piece fell to the ground. A girl stepped forward, looking straight at the Nasty Boys; she unleashed her four claws and got into a fighting stance.
"Hey...we came in peace. Here we even looked for the file instead of you. We saved you some work," Rockus said as he took the files from Vertigo's hands and threw it at X-23.
"There isn't much. No recent news or even a place to go from here," Vertigo said as she glared at her team mate, she then looked at X-23 and watched the girl forge through it. "Good thing we know were he is," She said smiling.
X-23 froze, if they knew were he was what the hell were they doing here, and how did they know what she was looking for.
"Who are you?" X-23 asked, claws still out for the world to see.
"We are the Nasty Boys, but what you really should be asking is what we have to offer you," Gorgeous Gorge said smiling widely.
X-23 perked an eyebrow and asked "And what is that?"
"Him!" Vertigo said simply pointing at the picture of the file X-23 was holding.
X-23 was definitely giving them attention now; she wanted the man's head more than anything in her unhappy life. Revenge was the only thing that kept her alive, warm during the cold nights she spent sleeping under the stars, in the cold.
"And in exchange? You want..." She asked, though her expression was hard to determine what exactly she was thinking or feeling.
"Your help, in a thing or two. Nothing beyond your amazing capabilities," Gorgeous Gorge answered
Back at the secret base
"All is in motion master. One of them is on her way here as we speak. Everything is in motion, and going as planned with the second one as well," Mr. Sinister said, knowing his master would be happy to hear it.
"Wonderful. It took me a while to break her, but after a few stakes she sung like a canary," The mystery man said with a smile.
"When and were should I tell the Nasty Boys to collect the third one?" Mr. Sinister asked.
"The third one you are going to collect yourself, in a week, no need for plotting with this one. We are going to have some unexpected help. All you have to do is... be a nice, helping doctor," The mystery man explained looking Mr. Sinister straight in the eyes.
Sinister trembled before such angry, powerful eyes and asked trembling in fear. "What do I have to do?"
"Bonjour, mon cour." (1) Good mourning, my hart.
Je t'aime mon amour." (2) I love you my love.
This is the first crappy chapter of many to come. Write a review and tell me what you thought of it and how to improve it. You can also take a shoot at guessing who the obvious villain is.
Love, Anna