Title: In the End: Forsaken
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Summary: Two mutants, with only eachother make a run to a supposed safe haven for others like them, what they find is neither safe nor welcoming. Can the X-men save them from a cruel fate? And will a hiding evil, rise to power once more to claim the earth. ~
Disclaimer: Yup! It's end of the world time once more in the land of the X- men, and as always I don't own any of them. I only call claim to my little oc's.
Chapter One: Ship Shape
" Do you think-----do you think they'll like us?" Her bright eyes gazed up, tiny flicks of blue drowning in deep green. Small angelic face, seeped with worry. She turned her head, gazing over the old water worn crates towards the ship. Docking had been going on for about and hour, baggage handlers rushed back and forth, securing, shouting, numbering. Passengers filed in a long precession along the dock and up towards the massive ocean freighter.
" How should I know." He snapped quickly, dark eyes darting towards her as his legs started to grow numb from crouching for so long. The sun was setting and the ship would be completely docked and boarded in a little less then an hour, the perfect time for an "unseen" problem. This plan, brewing for weeks had looked solid in his mind then, but quickly, upon seeing the heap of security guards standing by the docking ramps entrance made him reconsider.
" I thought you said they were nice people." The girl continued on, scooting over a bit to be closer to him, this place was dark and unfriendly, as if the places in England she had lived in before were much different. Her hand grazed his softly, causing her companion to jerk suddenly and glare at her, drawing his hand away from hers.
" You think too much." He whispered coarsely, trying to keep his concentration. Getting on this boat would be one thing, staying on it would be another. But if he had to stay in this city one day longer, he'd would go mad, and anything would be better then staying her with the kid, pestering him constantly, giving him puppy eyes when she thought he wasn't looking. Besides, where they were heading would be better and safer for them both, at least maybe there he could find a good home for her, some place where she could grow up proper, not with him.
" Sorry." She mumbled, pulling away, wrapping her thin coat around her tighter. She'd never been on a ship before, let along stowed away on one. But they hadn't the money for tickets, she sure knew that, they had barely enough cash to get them some food for the walk here, the rest would be snatched from the ship.
" So is----is America nice?" She asked softly after a long pause, glaring down at the tip of her nose finding it far too short, she scrunched it up as she looked to him.
" Have I ever been there? Hush up you're gonna give us away." He growled gently nudging her with his elbow, letting out a long drawn out breath, watching it catch cloud slightly in the chilly eve. It was slipping towards then end of September and the weather in jolly old England was keeping up a nice dreary rain spell, always keeping the air bothersome and cold.
" Sorry." The girl grumbled again wincing slightly at having annoyed her companion, even if she was far younger then him, he could have at least treated her with a bit more respect. She was 12 after all, going on 13 in a few months, and that was teens, that was huge, but not as big as this whole trip to the States though. Her thoughts were broken as the lad leaned in looking down at her.
" And quit apologizin, now, you remember what I told ya right?" He spoke just above a whisper, his deep voice nearly lost with the crowd of boarding passengers that had begun to complain most verbally about the hold up. Granted this ship was just a small carrier ship, goods, people, nothing like a cruse ship or anything, that would have been far too hard to get onto.
" Cart, ship, cabin." She spoke up with a smile, giving him a nod with each step of the plan she relayed back, proud of herself that she remembered it all.
" Right, don't you go screwing up, or we'll both be in the water." He frowned, pulling her coat over her chest and button up the few remaining buttons that hadn't fallen off over time. He looked her over, so thin and feeble, what was he thinking taking her with him all this way. He should have left the kid where he found her, but it was too late for it now, and though he hated to admit, grown rather attached to her company, though have the time he did want to throw himself into traffic, or better yet her.
" I'm scared." She said suddenly looking up as her eyes narrowed and her brows knitted together. He in turn, shook his head, glancing over the crates and spotting one of the last baggage carts to be rolled up the long wooden plank-way. The traffic of passengers had been cleared and now only a few remained at the ticket check near the door of the ship. He watched as these people were let in, the ticket worker slipping in behind them and being replaced by two very large security guards. Perfect.
" You ready---" He whispered, looking as if he was ready to leap over the crates himself. But it would be her move first, then his. If it wasn't to happen now, it never would.
" No." She whined softly, balling her hands and sucking in her breath. She didn't want to leave his side, here she was safe, out there, it was just her, little her and the rest of the big old crazy world.
" Good enough, alright-----wait for it-----Go!" The boy hissed keeping his eyes glued to the cart as a docking man started his way over towards it, still talking to another dock worker, the man's head was turned as he walked slowly, yelling goodbye to his buddy.
"Now?" She gasped feeling the need to cry, fear slipping down her throat as she gulped it back, it hit her stomach like a brick.
" Go damn it!" He snarled, shoving her out from behind the crates.
Instinct seemed to take over as she hurried along, keeping her back bent in a right angle as the girl scurried along the wooden dock. Keeping low the girl crept next to the cart, feeling the shaking of the wood below her as the dock worker came near and the cart jerked and began to move. She stayed with it, blending in with the baggage nearly unseen as they both, her and the cart made their way up the ramp and onto the ship.
The lad watched on, a little private smile curling the corners of his mouth as he stood quickly, clearing his throat he ran forward catching one of the dock workers that had a suspicious look on his face. As if the worker had seen something slip behind the last baggage cart moving up the ramp.
" Excuse me sir, have you ah, seem me little sister." The lad caught him by the arm, spinning him round to turn the works back to the ramp.
" What? No boy, what she look like?" The worker spoke slowly seeing the boy was in a state of distress.
" Short, ah choppy dark hair, looks like, Oh! there she is! Little brat. Hold on I'll fetch her." Called the boy waving his hands at no one, trying to rush passed the worker.
" Wait, the ship'll be leavin soon, you can't go on there, I'll call security." The worker stepped in front of him blocking his way.
" NO, no I mean, she'll run from a bunch of big strangers." He panicked slightly, trying to keep his cool. "And it might take hours for you to find her, come on sir it'll take me, five minutes, not even. Let me go find her." The boy pleaded, trying to keep the worker from calling anyone.
" You got five minutes." The worker replied with a shake of his head, moving out of the lad's way.
" Thanks sir!" He smiled, running across the docks, the lad clamored up the wooden plank-way making quick time before he was stopped by one of the ships security guards. The dock worker called up from below, telling the guards that the boy was getting his sister. One guard scowled, looking down at the young man, not moving.
" There she is!" he cried excitedly pushing past the guards who in turn went to make a grab for him when suddenly a passenger ran from somewhere on the upper deck complaining that his car wasn't secured down enough. Making such a huge commotion that the boy easily slipped away into the ship's doorway.
He had told her not to stay in the upper levels, go down deeper, as far as she could. The freightliner had only three levels, upper deck, passenger and dining, and then engine and worker quarters. He worked his way down, trying to keep with groups of people, passengers and crew alike to keep from the watchful eye of any security men, so far it was all going smoothly----
Being with all these strange people made her uneasy. She had managed to slip away from the baggage cart as it had entered an elevator headed down to the storage rooms and ran down the halls to be lost in the maze of passenger cabins. One long hallway that ran nearly the length of the fret ship was lined with smaller hallways branching off, here passengers moving large shipments cross the world could rest, and she could finally find a bed to sleep in. Rounding the corner she made her way down a abandon hallway, keeping close to the wall she eased her way down to a walk, ever watchful behind her and in front.
She neared the end of the hall, it sounded to her like the place was empty, counting her blessing for picking a hallway that was unoccupied by anyone. When suddenly a large hand gripped tightly around her shoulder and she froze, turning around slowly to look all the way up to the face of a most irritated looking security guard.
" Aye, now there you are little miss, your brother's been lookin for you, now come with me please." The guard spoke calmly, trying to force a smile.
She stared up at him, eyes widening, remembering her signal she suddenly began to scream, high-pitched and earsplitting, echoing down the halls.
It wasn't long before a small soft noise trickled passed his ears, it grew louder as he moved deeper into the ships innards, moving down into the passenger area. He had just left the cafeteria hall when the sound caught his attention. " Damn it all." The lad hissed quietly, looking down the main hall as he moved on passed a few passengers, glancing down hall after hall wondering if the sound was coming from his companion or some other little twerp.
As he went along, the passengers grew less and the cries grew louder, he pushed passed some folks that were remarking to hearing a child throwing a temper-tantrum somewhere, and how their parents must want to throw the kid overboard. He nearly laughed as he shot passed, taking off to a jog, he had wondered why he hadn't done the same thing long ago-----
" Now, now little miss, it's alright----there's no need to be scared." The guard spoke grouchily as he took hold of the girl's arm, pulling her back towards the main hall. Her screams grew louder and more hysterical as she suddenly kicked him hard right in the shin, taking off down the hall wailing her head off. The guard cursed, casing after her as he easily caught up and took her by the hood of her worn coat, wrenching her back and pulling her upwards into the air.
" Let----me----gooooooooo!" The girl cried kicking violently as she was twisted around by the guard, his large arms wrapping around her pinning her own arms down as she struggled to get free. She managed to turn them around, putting the guard's back to the entrance to the main hall as she hissed and caterwauled like a angry cat. The guard in the meantime trying to move himself down the hall with a squirming young lady.
" Quiet now you little----" He was cut off by a sudden tap on his shoulder, the guard turned round, the girl moving with him as she stopped her crying and smiled up.
" You?" the guard glared angrily, recognizing the lad he had stopped at the ship's door.
" Nick!" she exclaimed happily, letting her emotions get the better of her, she kicked back on the guard's knees and suddenly disappeared, literally. Slipping into thin clear air it seemed.
The security guard looked down in wonder, his astonishment was shared only by him. He could feel the girl's body still in his arms yet, it looked as if he was making some sort of circle with his arms. " What the hell?!" The guard went wide eye as he glanced up to the lad, letting his hands free and dropped to his sides, not having a chance to say anything else as a swift fist punched him right in the nose, sending the guard sailing back onto the floor, knocked out cold.
" YAY!" Came an echoing shrill voice sounding muffled at times, like it was slipping in and out. The lad felt someone take hold of him round the waist, squeezing him tightly.
" Lay off!" Nick exclaimed, tearing away at arms he couldn't see. Thoroughly pissed off at her being so chipper considering she had nearly got them busted.
" You saved me Nick!" The girl cried happily her voice becoming more solid as she finally reappeared right in front of him.
" You could have gotten us both caught with that yelpin of yours!" Nick whipped his head round to glare down at her, long nostrils flaring, as his lips thinned into an enormous frown, thrusting his arms over his chest, crossing them.
" Well how else was I gonna get you to me huh? Send you a telegram eh?" She replied with a cunning smile, knowing he was just trying to be superior. She looked down then to the guard's heaped body. " What are we gonna do with him?" The girl pointed down a short finger, chipping purple polish on her nail.
" I shouldn't have to do anythin with him, Runt." Nick growled, stepping over the guard's body as he lifted him up by the arms and glanced over to a cabin door. " Open that, and knock first!" He spat.
" Ok." She replied sweetly, walking over to the cabin door and wrapping loud on it with her fist, she leaned her ear against the door. " I don't hear nothin."
" Good, open it then." Nick ordered softly, grunting as he dragged the guard's heavy body into the room, pulling it as far as he could before the sat him down and left the room swiftly, closing the door behind him.
" I'm starvin." The girl looked up with a big grin.
Nick shook his head, and held out his long hand, which she took quickly as they walked down the hall and onto the main hallway. " I thought I saw a small eats table set up in the dinnin hall, I want you to slip in, slip out, got it, and no hysterics."
" Sure thing!" She smiled up at him, feeling her heart skip a beat, for once he was being nice to her, this she liked, though she did like him more then ever when he was kind to her, which wasn't often at all.
The two kept quiet, moving round passengers in the small main hall. Many watched the odd pair behind their backs. Nick couldn't help but smile once more, wondering what they were all thinking, knowing that they'd probably skin him and the kid alive if they knew mutants were stowing away with their precious junk.
TBC...ah please review, for the runt's sake. ;)
Summary: Two mutants, with only eachother make a run to a supposed safe haven for others like them, what they find is neither safe nor welcoming. Can the X-men save them from a cruel fate? And will a hiding evil, rise to power once more to claim the earth. ~
Disclaimer: Yup! It's end of the world time once more in the land of the X- men, and as always I don't own any of them. I only call claim to my little oc's.
Chapter One: Ship Shape
" Do you think-----do you think they'll like us?" Her bright eyes gazed up, tiny flicks of blue drowning in deep green. Small angelic face, seeped with worry. She turned her head, gazing over the old water worn crates towards the ship. Docking had been going on for about and hour, baggage handlers rushed back and forth, securing, shouting, numbering. Passengers filed in a long precession along the dock and up towards the massive ocean freighter.
" How should I know." He snapped quickly, dark eyes darting towards her as his legs started to grow numb from crouching for so long. The sun was setting and the ship would be completely docked and boarded in a little less then an hour, the perfect time for an "unseen" problem. This plan, brewing for weeks had looked solid in his mind then, but quickly, upon seeing the heap of security guards standing by the docking ramps entrance made him reconsider.
" I thought you said they were nice people." The girl continued on, scooting over a bit to be closer to him, this place was dark and unfriendly, as if the places in England she had lived in before were much different. Her hand grazed his softly, causing her companion to jerk suddenly and glare at her, drawing his hand away from hers.
" You think too much." He whispered coarsely, trying to keep his concentration. Getting on this boat would be one thing, staying on it would be another. But if he had to stay in this city one day longer, he'd would go mad, and anything would be better then staying her with the kid, pestering him constantly, giving him puppy eyes when she thought he wasn't looking. Besides, where they were heading would be better and safer for them both, at least maybe there he could find a good home for her, some place where she could grow up proper, not with him.
" Sorry." She mumbled, pulling away, wrapping her thin coat around her tighter. She'd never been on a ship before, let along stowed away on one. But they hadn't the money for tickets, she sure knew that, they had barely enough cash to get them some food for the walk here, the rest would be snatched from the ship.
" So is----is America nice?" She asked softly after a long pause, glaring down at the tip of her nose finding it far too short, she scrunched it up as she looked to him.
" Have I ever been there? Hush up you're gonna give us away." He growled gently nudging her with his elbow, letting out a long drawn out breath, watching it catch cloud slightly in the chilly eve. It was slipping towards then end of September and the weather in jolly old England was keeping up a nice dreary rain spell, always keeping the air bothersome and cold.
" Sorry." The girl grumbled again wincing slightly at having annoyed her companion, even if she was far younger then him, he could have at least treated her with a bit more respect. She was 12 after all, going on 13 in a few months, and that was teens, that was huge, but not as big as this whole trip to the States though. Her thoughts were broken as the lad leaned in looking down at her.
" And quit apologizin, now, you remember what I told ya right?" He spoke just above a whisper, his deep voice nearly lost with the crowd of boarding passengers that had begun to complain most verbally about the hold up. Granted this ship was just a small carrier ship, goods, people, nothing like a cruse ship or anything, that would have been far too hard to get onto.
" Cart, ship, cabin." She spoke up with a smile, giving him a nod with each step of the plan she relayed back, proud of herself that she remembered it all.
" Right, don't you go screwing up, or we'll both be in the water." He frowned, pulling her coat over her chest and button up the few remaining buttons that hadn't fallen off over time. He looked her over, so thin and feeble, what was he thinking taking her with him all this way. He should have left the kid where he found her, but it was too late for it now, and though he hated to admit, grown rather attached to her company, though have the time he did want to throw himself into traffic, or better yet her.
" I'm scared." She said suddenly looking up as her eyes narrowed and her brows knitted together. He in turn, shook his head, glancing over the crates and spotting one of the last baggage carts to be rolled up the long wooden plank-way. The traffic of passengers had been cleared and now only a few remained at the ticket check near the door of the ship. He watched as these people were let in, the ticket worker slipping in behind them and being replaced by two very large security guards. Perfect.
" You ready---" He whispered, looking as if he was ready to leap over the crates himself. But it would be her move first, then his. If it wasn't to happen now, it never would.
" No." She whined softly, balling her hands and sucking in her breath. She didn't want to leave his side, here she was safe, out there, it was just her, little her and the rest of the big old crazy world.
" Good enough, alright-----wait for it-----Go!" The boy hissed keeping his eyes glued to the cart as a docking man started his way over towards it, still talking to another dock worker, the man's head was turned as he walked slowly, yelling goodbye to his buddy.
"Now?" She gasped feeling the need to cry, fear slipping down her throat as she gulped it back, it hit her stomach like a brick.
" Go damn it!" He snarled, shoving her out from behind the crates.
Instinct seemed to take over as she hurried along, keeping her back bent in a right angle as the girl scurried along the wooden dock. Keeping low the girl crept next to the cart, feeling the shaking of the wood below her as the dock worker came near and the cart jerked and began to move. She stayed with it, blending in with the baggage nearly unseen as they both, her and the cart made their way up the ramp and onto the ship.
The lad watched on, a little private smile curling the corners of his mouth as he stood quickly, clearing his throat he ran forward catching one of the dock workers that had a suspicious look on his face. As if the worker had seen something slip behind the last baggage cart moving up the ramp.
" Excuse me sir, have you ah, seem me little sister." The lad caught him by the arm, spinning him round to turn the works back to the ramp.
" What? No boy, what she look like?" The worker spoke slowly seeing the boy was in a state of distress.
" Short, ah choppy dark hair, looks like, Oh! there she is! Little brat. Hold on I'll fetch her." Called the boy waving his hands at no one, trying to rush passed the worker.
" Wait, the ship'll be leavin soon, you can't go on there, I'll call security." The worker stepped in front of him blocking his way.
" NO, no I mean, she'll run from a bunch of big strangers." He panicked slightly, trying to keep his cool. "And it might take hours for you to find her, come on sir it'll take me, five minutes, not even. Let me go find her." The boy pleaded, trying to keep the worker from calling anyone.
" You got five minutes." The worker replied with a shake of his head, moving out of the lad's way.
" Thanks sir!" He smiled, running across the docks, the lad clamored up the wooden plank-way making quick time before he was stopped by one of the ships security guards. The dock worker called up from below, telling the guards that the boy was getting his sister. One guard scowled, looking down at the young man, not moving.
" There she is!" he cried excitedly pushing past the guards who in turn went to make a grab for him when suddenly a passenger ran from somewhere on the upper deck complaining that his car wasn't secured down enough. Making such a huge commotion that the boy easily slipped away into the ship's doorway.
He had told her not to stay in the upper levels, go down deeper, as far as she could. The freightliner had only three levels, upper deck, passenger and dining, and then engine and worker quarters. He worked his way down, trying to keep with groups of people, passengers and crew alike to keep from the watchful eye of any security men, so far it was all going smoothly----
Being with all these strange people made her uneasy. She had managed to slip away from the baggage cart as it had entered an elevator headed down to the storage rooms and ran down the halls to be lost in the maze of passenger cabins. One long hallway that ran nearly the length of the fret ship was lined with smaller hallways branching off, here passengers moving large shipments cross the world could rest, and she could finally find a bed to sleep in. Rounding the corner she made her way down a abandon hallway, keeping close to the wall she eased her way down to a walk, ever watchful behind her and in front.
She neared the end of the hall, it sounded to her like the place was empty, counting her blessing for picking a hallway that was unoccupied by anyone. When suddenly a large hand gripped tightly around her shoulder and she froze, turning around slowly to look all the way up to the face of a most irritated looking security guard.
" Aye, now there you are little miss, your brother's been lookin for you, now come with me please." The guard spoke calmly, trying to force a smile.
She stared up at him, eyes widening, remembering her signal she suddenly began to scream, high-pitched and earsplitting, echoing down the halls.
It wasn't long before a small soft noise trickled passed his ears, it grew louder as he moved deeper into the ships innards, moving down into the passenger area. He had just left the cafeteria hall when the sound caught his attention. " Damn it all." The lad hissed quietly, looking down the main hall as he moved on passed a few passengers, glancing down hall after hall wondering if the sound was coming from his companion or some other little twerp.
As he went along, the passengers grew less and the cries grew louder, he pushed passed some folks that were remarking to hearing a child throwing a temper-tantrum somewhere, and how their parents must want to throw the kid overboard. He nearly laughed as he shot passed, taking off to a jog, he had wondered why he hadn't done the same thing long ago-----
" Now, now little miss, it's alright----there's no need to be scared." The guard spoke grouchily as he took hold of the girl's arm, pulling her back towards the main hall. Her screams grew louder and more hysterical as she suddenly kicked him hard right in the shin, taking off down the hall wailing her head off. The guard cursed, casing after her as he easily caught up and took her by the hood of her worn coat, wrenching her back and pulling her upwards into the air.
" Let----me----gooooooooo!" The girl cried kicking violently as she was twisted around by the guard, his large arms wrapping around her pinning her own arms down as she struggled to get free. She managed to turn them around, putting the guard's back to the entrance to the main hall as she hissed and caterwauled like a angry cat. The guard in the meantime trying to move himself down the hall with a squirming young lady.
" Quiet now you little----" He was cut off by a sudden tap on his shoulder, the guard turned round, the girl moving with him as she stopped her crying and smiled up.
" You?" the guard glared angrily, recognizing the lad he had stopped at the ship's door.
" Nick!" she exclaimed happily, letting her emotions get the better of her, she kicked back on the guard's knees and suddenly disappeared, literally. Slipping into thin clear air it seemed.
The security guard looked down in wonder, his astonishment was shared only by him. He could feel the girl's body still in his arms yet, it looked as if he was making some sort of circle with his arms. " What the hell?!" The guard went wide eye as he glanced up to the lad, letting his hands free and dropped to his sides, not having a chance to say anything else as a swift fist punched him right in the nose, sending the guard sailing back onto the floor, knocked out cold.
" YAY!" Came an echoing shrill voice sounding muffled at times, like it was slipping in and out. The lad felt someone take hold of him round the waist, squeezing him tightly.
" Lay off!" Nick exclaimed, tearing away at arms he couldn't see. Thoroughly pissed off at her being so chipper considering she had nearly got them busted.
" You saved me Nick!" The girl cried happily her voice becoming more solid as she finally reappeared right in front of him.
" You could have gotten us both caught with that yelpin of yours!" Nick whipped his head round to glare down at her, long nostrils flaring, as his lips thinned into an enormous frown, thrusting his arms over his chest, crossing them.
" Well how else was I gonna get you to me huh? Send you a telegram eh?" She replied with a cunning smile, knowing he was just trying to be superior. She looked down then to the guard's heaped body. " What are we gonna do with him?" The girl pointed down a short finger, chipping purple polish on her nail.
" I shouldn't have to do anythin with him, Runt." Nick growled, stepping over the guard's body as he lifted him up by the arms and glanced over to a cabin door. " Open that, and knock first!" He spat.
" Ok." She replied sweetly, walking over to the cabin door and wrapping loud on it with her fist, she leaned her ear against the door. " I don't hear nothin."
" Good, open it then." Nick ordered softly, grunting as he dragged the guard's heavy body into the room, pulling it as far as he could before the sat him down and left the room swiftly, closing the door behind him.
" I'm starvin." The girl looked up with a big grin.
Nick shook his head, and held out his long hand, which she took quickly as they walked down the hall and onto the main hallway. " I thought I saw a small eats table set up in the dinnin hall, I want you to slip in, slip out, got it, and no hysterics."
" Sure thing!" She smiled up at him, feeling her heart skip a beat, for once he was being nice to her, this she liked, though she did like him more then ever when he was kind to her, which wasn't often at all.
The two kept quiet, moving round passengers in the small main hall. Many watched the odd pair behind their backs. Nick couldn't help but smile once more, wondering what they were all thinking, knowing that they'd probably skin him and the kid alive if they knew mutants were stowing away with their precious junk.
TBC...ah please review, for the runt's sake. ;)