Hidden Hospitality

by Lexi

Chapter Three: What Now?

Slade and Lexi walked side by side down the halls, now again filled with chattering students. You'd think they would have found it strange that a teen girl was walking outside of the school with a strange being in their midst, but nope. None of them even seemed to notice them. Lexi tucked her hands in the pockets of her school adressed skirt. "I don't get it, how did you get the office in to let you into the school without any proof of identity or whatever?" she asked curiously. Slade chuckled. "My all too overused friend, cloaking device." He held up his wrist and pointed at a small, black button. "You use that alot, eh?" she added. He simply nodded as they somehow transported through the main door mysteriously, like a ghost sliding through walls. "How did you-" "Some of my own effects..." He was always on the top of things, one step ahead of everything.

Slade stook his arm out to her. "Grab onto me unless you'd like to stay hidden the rest of your life." he said in a sort of playful manner. She did as he said, feeling abnormally awkard about it. She hadn't a clue what this was supposed to be doing. With a push of a button and a split second, she blinked as she appeared to be in some sort of... hideout, or something of that sort. Then again... this was a mega villain she was with. She released her grasp, that was slightly tighter than she had planned to make it, and scoped the room fasinated. "What is this place?" She wondered aloud. "Secret headquarters, if you want to sound techinical. Don't get to used to it, I never seem to be able to stay in one of these things for very long." She giggled slightly as they walked near the entrance. A small screen appeared asking for an identity scan. Slade ungloved his right hand and placed it on the scanner, soon opening the door.

Dim lights flashed on as they stepped in, almost on que. The place was huge, and I mean huge. "This place is bigger than my school..." she muttered to herself. Her eyes gazed around the hideout as Slade kept walking forward. "Follow me."

They entered a room that appeared to be... an infirmary of some sort. The lights were flickering, the walls were dead gray, the floor was cold, smooth, hard cement. There was also a sort of single bed that you would lay on in a hospital, and cabinets that probably held medical supplies or something, as Lexi asumed. It was strange, she thought to hersef, With a guy like Slade, you wouldn't really expect him to be so prepared for things. You might even wonder how he gets a hold of all the things he obtains.

"What are we-" she was interrupted by a piercing in right upper-arm. She yelped in surprise as he exited the needle from the injection out of her skin. "What the hell was that about!" She demanded highly irritated. "With that attitude, you'll find out soon enough. For now, don't fret over it." She raised her eyebrows in confusion and suspicion. "I-... uh... okay I'll bite. Besides that damn thing, what are we doing in her?" She questioned.

"Nothing," he replied with an almost up-beat attitude. "Just wanted to be prepared for things..." He pressed a small button on a panel next to the handel-less door, letting it open. "Your room is on the last door to the left in the east wing." he simply stated, and left.

Lexi blinked her eyes, stunned. He knew she would say yes, didn't he? He wouldn't have all this prepared if he hadn't. She shrugged and followed directions as they were instructed.

As she entered her room in a nonchalant manner, she came upon a twin sized bed, a single light hanging from the ceiling, a closet, and a chair in the far left corner of the room. Just the necessities, and a bathroom for personal use in the right corner, which she thanked God for not having to bear the idea of having to share one, for any given reason.

Then, as she walked over to the closet, which appeared to have been made just enough space for one, it came to Lexi's mind that she had came absolutely unprepared! No clothes, no coat, no anything! Just the clothes on her back and whatever was in the jungle that was her backpack, which, actually, might be all of the above. She opened the closet's double door type deal, and came to terms with something that baffled her. There, hung numerous, black and orange colored uniforms! A tight looking, half black, half orange, long sleeved belly shirt, cleverly accesorised with his little logo near the left shoulder, or rather right below it. Next, pairs of solid black leggings the would end approximately mid-way between her ankles and her knees, and an orange, leather, tight, short skirt.

She smirked in approval. It was definately her style, and she liked that, but she also needed under- Her eyes darted to the drawers sitting in the left corner of the closet. Her eyes widened as she opened one to find all the... necessary items... She felt a sort of mixture of disgust and curiosity. How the HELL does Slade get some of this stuff?

(Yes, it's short. I'm taking a break with this so chill out, it might be awhile before another chapter is posted.)