"He's waking up."
"Joy. Praise to be Allah," came the sarcastic reply.
"Lance? Are you all right and do you have cookies?" another much more familiar voice asked.
"What? Xi?" Lance Alvers opened his sleepy eyes and saw two familiar faces and one unfamiliar face against a very unfamiliar background. One of the familiar faces belonged to the genderless Xi. Another belonged to Lina Charkam, AKA Dragonfly. The third was that of a rather good looking girl with nice features and very short, very neat, black hair. When she spoke it was very clear that she was the first voice he heard.
"Are you alright? I'm Stacy, by the way. I take it your Lance."
Lance tried to move but found he couldn't. When he looked down he discovered his arm and his chest were covered in Lina's silk.
"You took quite a beating at the manor. So just relax." Lina smiled nervously at him. "Don't worry you'll be fine and Xi says you won't have another attack for awhile. Try to sleep"
"There should someone else here. Shouldn't there be?" Lance knew there was another voice.
"OH! You mean Sunshine here."
"Don't call me that."
Lance shifted and saw a tallish boy with long blond-brown dressed in black. He was sitting against the wall, apparently reading something.
"Ignore Lord of Evil over there. He's aaaalllllways like that. At heart he's completely sweet. AREN'T you?"
"I hate you."
"Hehehehehe! SWEET SWEET SWEET SWEET SWEET!"
"You can't make listen."
Lance looked up at his teammates questioningly. "They've been doing that for hours. We think it's a barbed friendship or something…" Lina sighed, clearly having heard similar conversation several times.
"So… where are we?"
"I can answer that," came the voice of Dr. Mindbender. He swaggered out of the shadows looking incredible confidant. "You are now the genetic toys of glorious COBRA. It was surprisingly easy to capture you for 'superior beings', 'great fighters' and 'ninjas'. The pathetic sailor was riddled with bullet holes the moment he set foot outside his house. He would have been on the floor screaming from a telepathic seizure, but he was surprisingly resilient. Pity the same couldn't said of the little frog we brought here in 76 small plastic bags or-"
"You sick, sick bastard. You do realize it's futile to lie to a telepath. To think one can is rather demeaning." Stacy folded her arms and looked haughtily towards a fuming Mindbender.
"You're not a telepath you little minx, you're just sensitive to pheromones."
"And the ones you're giving off are usually associated with lying, you overblown pompous, arrogant, self absorb-"
"Enough freak! Now, are going to imagine yourself into a position of power or are you going to face reality and admit I'M in charge?"
"Only in your unhealthy delusions."
"Laugh all you want freak-"
"I will, thanks."
"Hmpph."
With that, Mindbender turned and stalked off, muttering. Stacy turned around went over to bench and laid down. With that she turned over and promptly fell asleep,
"Well, that was anticlimactic." Lina observed with a raised eyebrow. She glanced over at 'Sunshine', who had gone back to reading was ignoring them completely.
"He's been systamaticly ignoring us ever since we got here. The time he reacted was when Xi tried to hug him."
"Lina?"
"Yes, Lance?"
"It's blurry. Why I am I here?"