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Note: I set this story between season one and (what will become) an alternate season two.
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The quick-tempered redhead did not know the reason for this swarm of New Mutants coming after her, but she knew they had ill intentions for her. Allison Preston had to escape. The trouble was, these goons after her seemed to grow in numbers around her as she fled. It was like some twisted video game that got that much harder as she went along.
But this redhead was a clever one. Running from cops half her life, she learned a thing or two about evasive manuevers. It was about time these creeps learned who they were messing with.
Presently, she was dashing through the maze of underground passages belonging to one of the city's major office complexes. This was where all the building's water and power connected to the city's reserves. Pipes and cables stretched all along the ceiling.
The water lines were the target.
She aimed one powerful high kick at them and she burst a pipe open the first try. Water began to spill out everywhere, and she stood waiting in the middle of it. Soon, her new-found stalkers approached, looking smug because they thought they'd won.
"There's no reason to run," One of them spoke. "Gabriel will make you see that, Allison."
An angry frown appeared on Allison's face. "I'm not interested." They still advanced on her, and walked right into her wrath. "And just one thing. DO NOT call me Allison." She thrust out her hands, which glowed red, and in an instant the water vapourized and the intense heat of it burned all but the redhead.
Above the screams of pain she said, "My name is Ally." Then she turned back to her intended direction and broke out running again.
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She eventually found a flight of stairs that led her to a deserted lobby. This New Mutant was home free now!----
Suddenly a wall of fire burst up, blocking the exit in front of her, and she saw the figure that caused it on the otherside. Her mutant power not involving mind-reading, Ally couldn't possibly have known the woman's name was Kelly Rice, and that the blonde was one of Gabriel Ashlocke's favorites. However, what Ally did know, was that she was about to teach this blonde a lesson.
She picked up speed, closing the distance between herself and the flames, and then she dove forward and through the blaze, slamming square into Kelly and sending them both down.
Kelly slammed hard into the marble floor with Ally straddled on top, her hand to Kelly's throat.
"FYI Blondie," Ally hissed. "A huge wall of fire doesn't phase someone with my abilities."
She released her grip on Kelly's throat so her hand was free to make a fist and knock the blonde out cold.
Ally rose to her feet quickly and turned towards the exit----landing herself squarely in Gabriel Ashlocke's grasp.
"Maybe my gifts will merit some reaction." He murmured.
Her delayed reaction a squeal, Ally let instinct take over and her hands glowed red and reached for Ashlocke's face. He was ready for it the first time, but once she added a knee to his groin, she made contact and burned him good!
Ally backed off in time to see Ashlocke's swarm regrouping and relinquished all conscious control of her powers.
As Ally begun to run back out of the room, she ment to fire off a few fireballs at her attackers.
Something completely different was the reality.
Her feet left the ground and the power behind the lift-off, forced her into a back flip.
The open lobby had an upper level lining the edges, that was used as a rotunda. When she found her footing again, Ally found herself on this rotunda, right in front of the stairwell doors. She wasted no time and pointed herself to the stairs going up.
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The building she'd surfaced in was conjoined to an identical one, via a skywalk, and Ally hoped she could make her escape that way. She hoped.
The farther across the skywalk she got, the more confident she was that she was going to get away. But suddenly, a man with shaggy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes seemed to appear out of nowhere and stood in her path.
Ally formed a fireball, and threw it at him. It landed square at his chest and just snuffed itself out.
Ally prepared to attack again when he spoke. "Whoa! Wait a minute! We're here to help you!"
Ally frowned. "We?" She questioned.
"Get down!" Another man's voice shouted in warning.
Ally dropped to the floor. She looked up, only to see the definition of tall, dark and handsome, fire bolts of electricity in the direction she'd just come from. She looked behind her to see the swarm had caught up with her and now carried weapons. If that guy hadn't warned her...
Ally looked back and now saw a third person, a woman with short brunette hair. But the woman was still looking behind Ally, so the firebug guessed things weren't through. Tall, Dark and Handsome's actions, added to the body language she was seeing now, told Ally she could turn her back to these three for at least a moment so she could help fight off the true threat of the swarm. But she hadn't even stood up straight before the blonde guy grabbed her and spun around to stand between her and the swarm.
She became paralized as she heard shots going off and then the sound of them connecting with something hard, very near to her person, and finally more electricity followed by collapsing bodies...
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Emma Delauro was picking up a lot of fear and confusion from this Thermal Elemental they'd come to rescue, but she got the feeling it was more deep-rooted then their current situation.
"If those guys are any indication, we can expect more company, including Ashlocke." She informed her companions.
Brennan Mulwray nodded. "Yeah, we should get outta here. You okay, Allison?" He asked the New Mutant, concerned when he saw her expression.
"DON'T CALL ME ALLISON!" She snapped, though her voice wavered. "My parents call me that, I hate that name." She explained, whimpering.
Jesse Kilmartin frowned, not quite understanding. "So what do we call you?"
"A--Ally. Just...just Ally."
"Well Ally, you're not looking so hot. Uh...sorry about the pun. Are you okay?" Brennan asked again.
"They...they shot at me...at us. Only two minutes ago they just wanted to talk." Ally was quavering and sweating.
"They were traq darts." Jesse offered.
"Yeah well, with an egomaniac like Gabriel AShlocke you never know what's next." Brennan explained.
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"Oh, I'm sure I can predict the next few moments for you."
They all spun to see an angered Ashlocke had brought more goons.
"Geez," Brennan exclaimed, seeing Ashlocke's face. "Is that your work, Ally? No wonder he's pissed off!"
"One chance," Ashlocke said. "One chance for Mutant X to clear out and leave Miss Preston to me."
"Sorry Ashlocke," Jesse replied. "But she's coming with us."
"I'm the one who's sorry." Ashlocke responded. A small arsenal of weapons were then pointed in the quartet's direction. "I did give you that chance you must remember."
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Ally felt like she was going to be sick as her stress level shot through the roof. Her skin started to glow red and the intensity of the glow grew with every breath she took.
Emma picked up on something dangerous fast approaching as she witnessed this. "Guys..." She beckoned, backing away towards the emergency stairwell as the air around Ally began to heat up. Jesse and Brennan looked between her and Emma, confused.
"You'll want to duck and cover at this point." Emma warned them.
When Ally screamed in pain they followed Emma in a rush, closed the door behind them and croutched low.
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A moment later, a powerful wave of heat exploded, shattering nearly every window in the conjoined buildings.
Note: I set this story between season one and (what will become) an alternate season two.
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The quick-tempered redhead did not know the reason for this swarm of New Mutants coming after her, but she knew they had ill intentions for her. Allison Preston had to escape. The trouble was, these goons after her seemed to grow in numbers around her as she fled. It was like some twisted video game that got that much harder as she went along.
But this redhead was a clever one. Running from cops half her life, she learned a thing or two about evasive manuevers. It was about time these creeps learned who they were messing with.
Presently, she was dashing through the maze of underground passages belonging to one of the city's major office complexes. This was where all the building's water and power connected to the city's reserves. Pipes and cables stretched all along the ceiling.
The water lines were the target.
She aimed one powerful high kick at them and she burst a pipe open the first try. Water began to spill out everywhere, and she stood waiting in the middle of it. Soon, her new-found stalkers approached, looking smug because they thought they'd won.
"There's no reason to run," One of them spoke. "Gabriel will make you see that, Allison."
An angry frown appeared on Allison's face. "I'm not interested." They still advanced on her, and walked right into her wrath. "And just one thing. DO NOT call me Allison." She thrust out her hands, which glowed red, and in an instant the water vapourized and the intense heat of it burned all but the redhead.
Above the screams of pain she said, "My name is Ally." Then she turned back to her intended direction and broke out running again.
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She eventually found a flight of stairs that led her to a deserted lobby. This New Mutant was home free now!----
Suddenly a wall of fire burst up, blocking the exit in front of her, and she saw the figure that caused it on the otherside. Her mutant power not involving mind-reading, Ally couldn't possibly have known the woman's name was Kelly Rice, and that the blonde was one of Gabriel Ashlocke's favorites. However, what Ally did know, was that she was about to teach this blonde a lesson.
She picked up speed, closing the distance between herself and the flames, and then she dove forward and through the blaze, slamming square into Kelly and sending them both down.
Kelly slammed hard into the marble floor with Ally straddled on top, her hand to Kelly's throat.
"FYI Blondie," Ally hissed. "A huge wall of fire doesn't phase someone with my abilities."
She released her grip on Kelly's throat so her hand was free to make a fist and knock the blonde out cold.
Ally rose to her feet quickly and turned towards the exit----landing herself squarely in Gabriel Ashlocke's grasp.
"Maybe my gifts will merit some reaction." He murmured.
Her delayed reaction a squeal, Ally let instinct take over and her hands glowed red and reached for Ashlocke's face. He was ready for it the first time, but once she added a knee to his groin, she made contact and burned him good!
Ally backed off in time to see Ashlocke's swarm regrouping and relinquished all conscious control of her powers.
As Ally begun to run back out of the room, she ment to fire off a few fireballs at her attackers.
Something completely different was the reality.
Her feet left the ground and the power behind the lift-off, forced her into a back flip.
The open lobby had an upper level lining the edges, that was used as a rotunda. When she found her footing again, Ally found herself on this rotunda, right in front of the stairwell doors. She wasted no time and pointed herself to the stairs going up.
# # # # # # # # # # # # # # # # #
The building she'd surfaced in was conjoined to an identical one, via a skywalk, and Ally hoped she could make her escape that way. She hoped.
The farther across the skywalk she got, the more confident she was that she was going to get away. But suddenly, a man with shaggy dirty blonde hair and blue eyes seemed to appear out of nowhere and stood in her path.
Ally formed a fireball, and threw it at him. It landed square at his chest and just snuffed itself out.
Ally prepared to attack again when he spoke. "Whoa! Wait a minute! We're here to help you!"
Ally frowned. "We?" She questioned.
"Get down!" Another man's voice shouted in warning.
Ally dropped to the floor. She looked up, only to see the definition of tall, dark and handsome, fire bolts of electricity in the direction she'd just come from. She looked behind her to see the swarm had caught up with her and now carried weapons. If that guy hadn't warned her...
Ally looked back and now saw a third person, a woman with short brunette hair. But the woman was still looking behind Ally, so the firebug guessed things weren't through. Tall, Dark and Handsome's actions, added to the body language she was seeing now, told Ally she could turn her back to these three for at least a moment so she could help fight off the true threat of the swarm. But she hadn't even stood up straight before the blonde guy grabbed her and spun around to stand between her and the swarm.
She became paralized as she heard shots going off and then the sound of them connecting with something hard, very near to her person, and finally more electricity followed by collapsing bodies...
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Emma Delauro was picking up a lot of fear and confusion from this Thermal Elemental they'd come to rescue, but she got the feeling it was more deep-rooted then their current situation.
"If those guys are any indication, we can expect more company, including Ashlocke." She informed her companions.
Brennan Mulwray nodded. "Yeah, we should get outta here. You okay, Allison?" He asked the New Mutant, concerned when he saw her expression.
"DON'T CALL ME ALLISON!" She snapped, though her voice wavered. "My parents call me that, I hate that name." She explained, whimpering.
Jesse Kilmartin frowned, not quite understanding. "So what do we call you?"
"A--Ally. Just...just Ally."
"Well Ally, you're not looking so hot. Uh...sorry about the pun. Are you okay?" Brennan asked again.
"They...they shot at me...at us. Only two minutes ago they just wanted to talk." Ally was quavering and sweating.
"They were traq darts." Jesse offered.
"Yeah well, with an egomaniac like Gabriel AShlocke you never know what's next." Brennan explained.
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"Oh, I'm sure I can predict the next few moments for you."
They all spun to see an angered Ashlocke had brought more goons.
"Geez," Brennan exclaimed, seeing Ashlocke's face. "Is that your work, Ally? No wonder he's pissed off!"
"One chance," Ashlocke said. "One chance for Mutant X to clear out and leave Miss Preston to me."
"Sorry Ashlocke," Jesse replied. "But she's coming with us."
"I'm the one who's sorry." Ashlocke responded. A small arsenal of weapons were then pointed in the quartet's direction. "I did give you that chance you must remember."
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Ally felt like she was going to be sick as her stress level shot through the roof. Her skin started to glow red and the intensity of the glow grew with every breath she took.
Emma picked up on something dangerous fast approaching as she witnessed this. "Guys..." She beckoned, backing away towards the emergency stairwell as the air around Ally began to heat up. Jesse and Brennan looked between her and Emma, confused.
"You'll want to duck and cover at this point." Emma warned them.
When Ally screamed in pain they followed Emma in a rush, closed the door behind them and croutched low.
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A moment later, a powerful wave of heat exploded, shattering nearly every window in the conjoined buildings.