A/N: Woo! Thanks for the reviews guys! It's nice to know people actually like my story. :D Sorry it too so long to update, this chapter was a hoarcrux to write.
As usual, I don't own any of the XMFC characters, though I'd love to own Sean. Marceline and Lisel, however are mine. :D
For the two, they thought that the whole 'we work for the C.I.A business' was a stiff to get them into the car with them. They're alternative plan once they had arrived to where ever the men had taken them, was to have Marceline shock them. Mutant or not. But to their surprise, they had taken them to a facility a few hours away in Washington D.C. Lisel looked around at the sterile-looking building. Everything seems to have a place; making the two girls stand out as they followed Charles diligently (Erik had gone off somewhere to 'clear his head of the annoyance').
"What's this button do?" Marceline asked, turning to a red button that stood in front of her.
"That-"He stopped, for she had already pushed it, defeating the purpose. "Opens the curtains."
Lisel twisted her face, "I give," She sat down in one of the chairs, staring around the lounge. "Why are we here?" Her brilliant blue orbs finally landing on Charles.
He gave her a small smile, resting a hand on her arm lightly, "You're here to help. You see, we've found ourselves in a war or sorts,"
"War? I'm not going to have to fight am I?" Marceline asked a worried looked on her face.
"I hope not, but that's why you're here." Charles sighed lightly, "Besides, this place is a lot better than stealing from strangers isn't it?" He shot Marceline a smirk, watching as the ginger grew bright red and took a seat next to her best friend. "Look, I've got to go; Miora's calling me for a meeting. A blonde should be in soon, she'll show you to a place where you can shower and freshen up. Her name's Raven. I'll see you both later," As he finished, he gave a small bow, and went off, leaving the two.
Marceline bit her lower lip, turning to Lisel. "Lil, what if I have…I have to use my powers…"
"Marcie, I'm sure they'll help you. You'll be alright, okay?" She gave her a big smile, turning to look at her, "They seem to be intent on helping us both."
"But you don't need help with your powers, do you? All you have to do is change…me; I kill people if I get too mad."
"Marceline Jane McHale, you stop that right now. You're not going to kill anyone,"
"Why would you kill someone?" A higher pitched female voice came from the doorway. The blonde that Charles had mentioned stop there, a surprised look on her face.
"It's nothing." Marceline shrugged, putting a smile on, "I'm Marceline, and you must be the girl Charles was talking about."
"Lisel," The dark headed girl stated, following her best friend.
"Raven, it's nice to meet you both." She smiled sincerely, "Bet you'd love a shower and some food, huh?"
"That would be amazing," Lisel answered, face lighting.
"Well then follow me!" Raven giggled lightly, walking out of the room and down a couple hallways.
The three walked in silence; Lisel and Raven not knowing what to say, while Marceline was too preoccupied worrying about certain things to keep her usually bubbly personality. What if she had to use her powers? No good has ever come from them, so what made it different about using them here? Marceline sighed heavily, looking down at her hand and noticed sparks flying off. She had to get her emotions together, or this building might as well be burnt down. Suck it up.
"The bathrooms are through here," Raven finally spoke, pointing to the white door, "If you guys want to go ahead in, I'll get you some clothes. You both seem to be my size, though they may be a bit long on you, Marceline."
Lisel smiled, "Thanks a bunch, Raven. You have no idea how long it's been since we've taken a nice shower."
The blonde gave them both a smile, "It's no problem. I'll see you two back in the lounge when you're done."
The remaining two exchanged looks before darting into the bathroom, only to be hit by its humidity. Never in their lives, had they enjoyed a shower more than this moment. It had been so long since they had actually been able to take a shower, that they almost forgot the feeling. The feeling of wiping the grime and dirt off of their bodies, to actually be able to smell their skin without dying from stench. Marceline being the faster one quickly stepped out of the shower, a towel around her body. She looked her appearance over in the mirror, and then turned down to her hand watching as a spark flew off the ends of her fingertips. She frowned, turning to the light above her. If only she could manage to control her powers, then she might not have to put on a front all the time.
"Marcie, are the clothes out there?" Lisel called, still in the shower. Marceline quickly dismissed the stray sparks, looking around and seeing a nicely placed stack of clothes.
"Yeah," Was all she said as she began sorting out the pairs. She placed the clothes onto her body, staring at herself in the mirror once more. The girl she had once known wasn't there anymore; in her place was a grown woman in desperate need of help.
Lisel stepped out, a fresh smile on her face, "I feel better." She grinned widely, taking a pair of clothes and slipping them on.
Marceline nodded in agreement, "I can't remember the last time I took a shower."
The dark headed girl looked herself over in the mirror, straightening out the wrinkles in her shirt. She turned to her best friend, "We should probably head back to the lounge now," As she finished, she walked out of the room, followed closely by Marceline.
Her face twisted, looking down the unfamiliar corridors, trying to make out where they were. Several minutes later, the two still hadn't found their way back. Marceline huffed, looking down at a strand of curling wet hair. "I thiinnkk we're lossttt." She sang lightly, her expression changing as Lisel gave her a death glare. "Alright, alright…" A couple minutes of silence passed the two, "You know I bet Snuffle's could find ou-"
"No."
"Fine, but we're going to end up lost in here for eternity, and we'll grow old and become legends. I can see it now, 'The Legend of The Lost Mutants'."
Lisel's brows came together, looking at her friend. "Sometimes I worry about you,"
"No need to worry, I'm just stating the obvious."
"Hey, you two lost or something?" A deeper male voice called behind them, causing the two to turn around fast.
"Why yes, we are. You wouldn't know how to get back to the lounge would you?" Lisel answered, watching the blonde headed boy laugh lightly.
"You must be the new guys. Name's Alex. I'm actually about to head back to the lounge, Sean made me go get Oreos." He glanced down at the boxes in his hands.
"Did you say Oreos?"
"Oh god, here she goes." Lisel sighed, rolling her eyes. Marceline had already snatched one of the boxes out of his hands and was ripping it open. She looked up at the two, a smile on her face.
"I love Oreos."
"I can tell," Alex laughed, shaking his head, "Better get these back before there's none left." He began to lead the way, Lisel and Marceline falling behind him.
Lisel turned to the red head beside her (who was happily stuffing the chocolate cookies into her face), nudging her side. "He's cute, yeah?"
Marceline blinked a couple of times, face still full of cookie. She tilted her head, the shrugged. "Not really, I never really liked blondes." She murmured, turning back to her food. Lisel bit her lower lip, he was a couple years younger than her, but for her to find someone attractive was a rare thing.
Approaching the room, Alex began to sort out the many boxes in his hands, looking for some way to open the door. Lisel, being the observant one, noticed he needed help, and jumped in front of him opening the door, earning a smile in return. Marceline look from Alex to Lisel, a quizzical look on her face. She had never held the door for her when she needed help. Shrugging it off, she walked in, hands still full of cookies.
"Aw, you're so sweet, Alex." A lanky ginger smirked from one of the seats. He walked over to the blonde and pinched one of his cheeks. "You didn't have to go get me anything, snookum."
"Get off, Sean. I didn't get them just for you." He said, setting down the boxes on the coffee table and turning to the group of people already there. "Uh, don't think you guys have met our new guys."
"Hey! Someone's eaten out of these!" Sean cried, looking down the box. He turned to Alex, a frown on his face.
"As I was saying, this is…uh…"
"Lisel," She spoke first, giving a smile to the group. She nudged Marceline who was too busy trying to hide her remaining cookies.
"Oh, uh, Marceline."
"You stole my cookies!" Sean exclaimed, a pout on his face.
"I was hungry! There's plenty more!"
"That's not the point." He was now staring her down, a glare in his eyes. "You. Stole. My. Oreos."
Marceline huffed, "As I was taught, sharing is caring." She glared right back, watching as his eyes narrowed, then left her completely.
Sean sat back down in his seat, a box of Oreos in his lap. "Eh, it's alright. I'll lose my Oreos to a girl with such a nice as-"
"Sean!" Raven shouted, glaring at him.
"What? Just stating the obvious."
Marceline blinked a couple times, not fully understanding. It took her a couple of minutes, and as she realized it, her mouth began to widen, and a glare was shot his way. In a futile attempt, she walked over to the lanky boy, smacking him against the head. "Why were you staring down there anyways?"
Sean laughed to himself, watching as the furious girl took a seat across from him with Lisel, a content smile on his face. "Anyways," He started, stuffing an Oreo into his face, "It doesn't matter, it's all said and done."
Raven pursed her lips together, "Since everyone's here, we should think of codenames, since we're government agents now. I want to be called Mystique."
"Damn, I wanted to be called Mystique." Sean called, leaning back in his chair.
"Well tough, I called it," Raven laughed, quickly shifting into a replica of a classy Sean. Caught by surprise, the ginger nearly fell back in his chair. Lisel's eyes widened, surprised by the sudden change. Marceline clapped her hands together excitedly, a huge smile on her face. This was going to be fun. "And I am way more mysterious than you." She continued, and then turned back to the Raven they all knew. The group began to clap in surprise, smiles on their faces. She turned to Darwin. "Darwin, what about you?"
"Well, Darwin's already a nickname, and you know, sorta fits, adapt to survive and all." He stood up, "Check this out." He smirked, walking over to the nearby fish tank and sticking his head under the water. Marceline made a jump, but was pushed down by Lisel, a small smile on her face. The group watched as he began to grow gils and sure enough, adapted to the water, causing the whole of them to whoop in excitement. "Thank you, thank you." He said one more time, standing up and taking his seat back, he turned to Sean." What about you?"
"I'm going to be," Sean thought for a moment, a serious look on his face, "Banshee."
"Why do you want to be named after a wailing spirit?" Hank asked wholeheartedly.
"You might want to cover your ears," Sean answered, standing up and sending a smirk to Marceline. As they all covered their ears, he kneeled down to the coffee table, and took a deep breath, holding it on for a second, then released it, causing a high pitched wail to shatter the window in front of them.
He smiled contently, "What about you, sweetheart?" He asked, pointing to Marceline. The ginger's face froze, not knowing what to do.
"Uh well," She started, looking around at the group," I can't really show you."
"Aw, why not?" Raven asked a pout on her face.
Marceline pressed her lips together, "Bad things happen when I try to use my powers."
"I'm sure they can't be that bad," Sean smirked, "Go ahead, do it. I promise I can withhold anything you can throw at me."
"Gee, thanks for being so keen on everyone else safety." Angel sighed, rolling her eyes.
Sean then turned to her, "Fine, your turn."
"Well, my, uh, stage name was Angel," She began taking off her jacket to reveal large insect wing tattoos. As she turned around, the tattoos came off her body and formed wings, flapping around. "Kind of fits,"
"You can fly?" Raven asked a big smile on her face.
"Uh huh, and uh." She turned to the broken window, throwing a spit ball at the statue outside, causing everyone to laugh in excitement. "What's your name?" She called to Lisel, who was contently, watching the group.
"Hm, Marcie always calls my power's Snuffles, so I guess it fits," She then reveal her powers, slowly morphing into a large black dog. She wagged her tail, as the group, filled with smiles, laughed in amazement.
"That's awesome," Hank grinned, watching as she turned back to the human Lisel.
Angel tilted her head, turning to Hank," What's your name?"
"How 'bout Big Foot?" Alex laughed, taking a drink of his soda.
Hank's face reddened, as Raven turned to Alex, a frown on her face, "Well you know what they say about guys with big feet, and yours are kind of small." Causing the group to go into an uproar.
"Okay, Alex what is your gift? What can you do?" Darwin asked, leaning back in his chair.
Alex rubbed the back of his head," Uh, it's not uh," He stammered, "I just can't do it."
Marceline pressed her lips together. So she wasn't the only one.
"Can you do it out there?" Darwin continued, point outside.
"Come on!" Raven asked, "Alex. Alex! Alex!" And soon enough the whole room was chanting his name. The blonde finally gave in, and stood up, walking towards the broken window.
"Get down when I tell you," He said seriously, jumping over the ledge. The group had made a point to stand behind the wall, looking out at him. "Get back," He told them, watching as they retreated behind the wall only to come back a couple of seconds later," Get back!" No movement, "Whatever." He finally gave up; thrusting is arms and chest in a circular motion. Lisel watched as red rings of energy began to form around his body, then left causing chaos and slicing through the statue. Very impressed, the group jumped up and down, smiles on their faces.
"Man, you sure know how to cause havoc!" Marceline grinned, watching him step back into the room.
"That's it!" Raven smirked, "Havoc, it's perfect for you."
"Alright, yeah, I like it." Alex turned to Marceline, "What about you now? Don't tell me you can't use your powers after that display."
"Yeah! He's right; Havoc just decapitated a statue, now it's your turn." Sean added, wrapping an arm around the tiny girl.
Marceline easily pushed, him off, sending a glare his way. "Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you." She climbed over the ledge, staring around at the area, eyes falling on a power generator. She quickly took a deep breath, holding her hand out in front of it.
"Anytime today, sweetheart!" Sean called one more time, earning himself a smack on the head from Lisel.
Marceline took another deep breath, focusing on her hand as a pull of electricity came from the generator and into her hand, shooting wildly around her body. She turn turned to the statue and aimed her other had at it, causing the lightening to attack the already broken statue. The group stared in amazement until Hank finally spoke.
"So you conduct electricity?" He asked, a look of astonishment on his face. Marceline nodded, rubbing the back of her head.
"I got it, let's call her Lightening Rod," Raven asked turning to the group.
"Too lengthy," Angel crossed her arms, thinking, "Who was it that inventing electricity again?"
"Ben Franklin," Hank answered a smirk on his face, "Franklin. That's perfect. Franklin."
Marceline smiled to herself, walking back into the room. She liked it. She turned to Lisel who could only help but have a huge grin on her face.
Raven turned to the the radio beside it, turned it up, jumped on the couch, and began to dance. Angel nodded, flying up and began to dance along. Alex smirked, turning to Darwin (who had changed his skin to a hard rock), picked up a chair and began swinging at it, trying to break it. Sean, seeing the fun in this, decided to join in. Hank, not wanting to be a party pooper, took off his shoes, and hung from the ceiling, dancing along to the music.
Lisel laughed lightly, turning into her dog form and began running around and wagging her tail. Marceline smirked; taking turned jumping on the couch and singing the lyric to the song.
"What are you doing?" A female voice shouted, as the group turned to a very irritated Miora. She stood there, her hands on her hips. "Who destroyed the statue?" She continued, pointing to the broken bronze behind her.
"It was Alex," Hank confessed as Alex shot him a glare.
"No, Havoc. We have to call him Havoc. That's his name now," Raven corrected. "And I was thinking, you should be Professor X, and you should be Magneto." She pointed out, looking at the two men.
Erik pressed his lips together, "Exceptional." He murmured quickly, before walking off, Miora behind him.
Charles turned to Raven, "I expected more from you," He said sternly, and then followed the other two. Raven turned back to the group, a look of shunned on her face.
Marceline sighed, sitting down in her seat. This was indeed going to be an experience she'd never forget.
