Ahhh, its good to be back…
You all know what's coming. And you know you want it… ON WITH THE SHOW!
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The Mayors office
"I can't believe this…" Kelly stated in terror. "Five different mutant groups have sworn death against me!" Kelly shouted as he paced back and forth, pulling at his hair. "And now my own security team says they can't handle the problem!"
"Don't worry sir…" Kelly's bodyguard, a tall black man, stated as he looked out the window down at the street. His head was bald, with an M tattooed through his eye. He wore a business suit, with a pair of sunglasses sticking out of the pocket. "I called in a group trained to deal with mutant terrorists."
"Trained? By whom?" Kelly shouted.
"By the government sir. They're the former members of X-Factor, gone freelance."
"Bishop. Please tell me you did not hire the Brotherhood to protect me…" Kelly stated as he put his head in his hands.
"Okay. I didn't." Bishop stated simply as he looked at Kelly.
"Oh dear God. I'm doomed…" Kelly moaned, as there was a rap at the door.
"Who is it Dorothy?" Bishop asked, speaking into his com-link.
"The Brotherhood is here sir. HEY! GET OUT OF THAT JAR OF CANDY! IT'S MEANT FOR KIDS!" She then shouted.
"Well Pietro acts childish enough." Betsy voice was then heard over the com-link.
"Me thinks you might have been right about this sir." Bishop stated as Lance walked into the room with Blob and Omega in toll.
"Sup Kelly?" Blob asked as Kelly opened a bottle of aspirin and took a few of them.
"Besides my life being threatened by several different mutant terrorist groups, my campaign manager running of with my last bodyguard, and now putting my life in the hands of a group of delinquents who by all right should have perished several times already due to nature law? Absolutely nothing. I'm peachy. How about you?"
"Well this morning, I woke up and had some toast and bacon. Then I did my exercises. And them I had some brunch, and then I decided to watch some TV, and then I had second breakfast…" Blob began to prattle on as a loud smack was heard against the giant glass window in Kelly's office.
"AH! IT'S AN ATTACK!" Kelly shouted as he ran and hid behind Bishop, who pulled out his gun and pointed it at the window. And a very surprised Toad.
"Sup yo." Toad asked as he opened the window and leapt into the room. The perimeters secure, not a bug in sight."
"Good, so there are not any surveillance systems around here." Kelly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Surveillance?" Toad asked as he scratched his head.
"Oh God I'm doomed…" Kelly moaned in agony.
"Shut it you. So long as we're around you won't get hurt." Mike replied as he slapped Kelly on tha back, putting him through the wall. "And then again… there is something to be said about the witness protection program."
"It was so much easier when I could just give them detention…" Kelly moaned as he passed out.
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A big Ritzy Charity Ball (I think you all know where this is going…)
"All clear…" Betsy said as she held her ear, the hidden earpiece picking up her message. She watched the room carefully, her eyes catching Wanda and Pietro on either side of Kelly as he met with people and made small talk. Lance stood with Bishop at the entrance, keeping a vigil out for any signs of danger. They were all dressed in super-fine getup.
"We're getting you in loud and clear Bets." Mike stated as he sat in a van outside with Toad, X and Blob. Blob was in the drivers seat with X riding shotgun. Mike and Todd were watching the monitors that the Brotherhood had placed earlier, observing the entire ball.
"So why couldn't we go in with the others?" Toad asked as he cleaned out his ear with his pinky.
"Something about us being uncultured, boorish, louts." Mike stated as he burped as he scratched his balls.
"I'm making another Wendy's run. Anyone want anything?" Blob stated as he got out of the van.
"Na. I'm good." Mike replied.
"Same here yo." Toad stated.
"The usual big man." X stated.
"I'll be back." Blob muttered as he waddled down the street.
"So do you really think these nuts will make a move on Kelly?" Toad asked, speaking into the com-link.
"No idea." Lance stated. "They might be dumb enough, and a lot of those death threats seemed real enough."
"Lance, we sent half of those." Wanda spoke into her com-link.
"And did we mean them?" Lance stated dryly.
"Well, yea. But still…" Wanda stated
"What was that?" Kelly asked.
"Nothing." Wanda added with a sugarcoated smile.
"Right.' Kelly stated as he walked over to a waiter. "Vodka Stinger with a whiskey back. And step on it. Something tells me I'm going to need a few more of these tonight." Kelly stated as the waiter nodded and walked away.
"You think?" Pietro asked with a smirk.
"What did you do?" Kelly asked in a monotone voice.
"What do you mean?" Pietro asked as his eyes shifted back and forth.
"I was a principle for ten years, and a teacher for fifteen. I know mischief when I see it." Kelly stated tiredly.
"Mischief? People still say mischief?" Pietro asked in a confused tone as he looked at Wanda.
"What did you do…" Wanda asked as she put her hands on her hips.
"God, doesn't anybody think I'm innocent anymore." Pietro stated in flourish.
"Stop stalling Pietro…" Toad's voice came over the com-link.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Pietro shouted. The Guests all stared at him, and the ruckus he created. "Before that outburst." Pietro added sullenly. Suddenly an explosion rocked the hall, debris falling from the ceiling. The screams of the guest filled the hall as they fled in panic.
"Pietro!" Lance shouted.
"It wasn't me!" Quicksilver screamed.
"We got company…" Wanda stated as Lance and Bishop ran over, forming a defensive position around Kelly. The dust began to settle as more debris trickled down, the guest all frozen in fear as they looked around.
"Foolish Americans…" Came a thick Russian voice from the rafters above. A large man dropped down in front of Kelly, a meaty hand firmly implanted in front of him as he slowly stood up. He stood there, six and a half feet tall, pale white skin with deep crimson eyes. Metal plates extended from the sides of his mouth and up into his honey blond hair which was pulled back into a tight ponytail.
"And you are?" Lance asked as the air around him slowly started to ripple, the seismic energy of the earth being channeled by the young mutant.
"Wait I know you!" Pietro stated as he ran forward and patted the man on the chest. "Your Ivan. From the Boondock Saints. Am I right?" Pietro asked simply. He suddenly became pale as he fell to one knee, coughing. "What…"
"The Death Spore Virus in my blood, you American Pig." The man stated. "I am Omega Red. And I have come to kill the one called Senator Kelly." Omega red stated.
"Um, he's Kelly." Kelly stated as he pointed at Bishop.
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Next Time on The Brotherhood Chronicles: From Russia with Death. Omega Red has come to Kill Kelly. But unfortunately for him, he has to deal with the Brotherhood. Not a nice place to be if you ask me.
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Well, things are kicking off quite nicely. Please review and let me know what you all think. I look forward to reading what you all have to say. Oh, and by the by,
Peace out,
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