xXxX Forever in debt to your priceless advise XxXx
The creature threw back it's head and the massive muscles of it's chest and sides flexed as it let loose with a howl so loud it threatened the girl's sanity. The sound was over bearing, exploding in her head and though she was aware of other sounds around her, the howl muted them all to meaningless noise. Then everything seemed to move in slow motion as an angry yell boomed over the howl and put a stop to it.
"Quit playing with her you useless mutt!" The voice yelled, and the animal turned around. There standing before the large beast was the figure of a small woman dressed in dark clothing. The girl starred with wide blue eyes at her savior, no not savior... that didn't sound right.
"What the hell did you do Matt? God damn it I told you to leave her unscathed!" The woman bellowed, anger clearly evident in her voice. The beast growled in reply, then the most astonishing happened, the beast shifted into a boy. In all his glory he stood stark naked, eyes never leaving the woman in dark drab before him. The boy stood at least a foot taller then the woman, and looked to be no older then sixteen or seventeen.
"Get dressed, no one wants to see your little wolfie parts" The woman commanded, and tossed the boy a bundle of clothes with a smirk on her face. The boy did as he was told, all the while grumbling something about the fact that they aren't small.
The girl still on the ground, had to stifle her laughter despite the terrifying experience she just had.
"Chelsea is it?" The woman offered her had to the girl on the ground.
"Who are you?" The girl asked, refusing the hand and standing on her own. As the woman came closer, the girl realized that this was no woman at all, in fact, she looked to be only a few years younger then herself.
"You can call me, Pandora" The woman smiled wickedly.
"Pandora huh? What kind of fucked up parents would give a child a name like that?" The girl, now known as Chelsea asked, looking the girl up and down. There wasn't much that she could see of the girl but very pale skin, thin purple lips and a head devoid of any hair beside a slim blonde and black strand that stuck to her forehead in a curly cue.
"Your one to talk, seeing as both of your parents are deceased" Pandora retorted, glaring at the girl from behind her dark sunglasses.
Did I ever have parents?
Pandora shook the thought from her head, allowing the thoughts of all the people she has "absorbed" to override what little thoughts she herself held anymore.
"How do you..."
"I do my research" Pandora cut the girl off, surprising her with her answer. Chelsea's eyes narrowed as she glared at the mysterious girl before her.
"What's this all about? Why patronize me like this?" Chelsea spoke up.
"Patronize you? My dear girl, you've got it all wrong. I made the wrong decision when I sent this buffoon to get you, I should have just gone myself, it would have been cleaner. I apologize for his inconvenience. You see, I have a proposition for you" Pandora finished.
"Hey!" A cry of defiance from Matt followed shortly after.
"Shoot" Chelsea replied, although peeved from the resent events, she was now interested in this offer.
"I'd like you to be my Delta" Pandora replied.
"Excuse me?"
"Alpha, Bravo, Charlie... Delta. Surely you know your military abcs?" Pandora paused for a minute, Chelsea merely shook her head. "No? You see, I have created a resistance group against the government, code name Medusa. I am code name Alpha, and Matt here is Bravo, Charlie is at base on watch, I need a Delta, what do you say? Want to join an elite group of fighters and help take down the government or would you rather be hunted for the rest of your life?" Pandora finished.
"I..." Chelsea began.
"Tell ya what. You come back to base with me, I'll give you shelter for the night, even food and you can think it over" Pandora suggested.
"Fine, fine I'll go with you but that doesn't guarantee I'll join, got it?" Chelsea replied.
"Good. Bravo head back to base, we'll be there shortly, I want to explain Medusa better to Chelsea" Pandora said, Matt complied and dashed off in the opposite direction.
She will join us, she has no other choice. I have my Delta... Echo will be joining us next... Foxtrot soon to follow, then Medusa will be complete and the real destruction can begin...
(yes, I did get the idea of Medusa and the code names from Bourne series as well as some other aspects in the story)
xXxX Under everything, just another human being uh huh XxXx
"So Natalie tells me, your healing very quickly...almost too quickly" Andre, Natalie's boyfriends and the father to her unborn child said as he helped the injured teen slip on a pair of dark jeans.
"What do you mean too quickly?" Axel asked, eyes focused on the tall man before him, never wavering.
"It's almost like you... like your a mutant. Are you?" Andre asked, handing Axel a red shirt.
"A mutant? I..." Axel began to say as he struggled to get the shirt on.
"It's ok, if you are one, you're safe here. We won't hurt you, in fact almost everyone here is a mutant" Andre replied, helping Axel with the shirt after watching him fail to get it over his head.
"Are you one?" Axel asked, leaning up against the bed, and gritting his teeth when a wave of pain washed over him.
"What a mutant? nope, not me, but they accept me just the same. I mean, some are still wary but there coming around" Andre smiled curtly, then his smile dropped when he saw the grimace on Axel's face.
"You should probably sit down, exerting yourself too much can't be good. I'm no doctor man, but Natalie, she knows what she's doing. You know, before the war broke out, she was going to go to school to become a nurse" Andre said, gathering the clothes Axel was previously reluctantly, Axel sat down.
"Look I've got to go and help get things ready to move. You should get some rest, and if... if you're feeling up to, come down the hall and meet the rest of the group. I'm sure their anxious to meet you" And with that Andre walked out of the room, closing the door tightly behind him.
Axel sighed when the man left, and brought his bag to his lap.
Fingers traced around the edges of a small rectangular item, then stopped when they hit the body of the rectangle.
"Blank" Axel's whispered.
"Why would they be blank? Are they even mine?" Axel asked himself as he studied the dog tags that have been given to him, or well given back to him. He sighed heavily and placed the few items he dug out, back in the bag.
"Axel" The boy without a memory whispered to himself, trying to make sense of the name.
"Axel, who are you really?" he asked himself. These words must have triggered something because as soon as they escaped his lips an overwhelming pain erupted in his chest, spread rapidly throughout his body and grabbed a firm hold of his right hand. He arched his back and yelled in agony as the pain increased. His vision left him and his hearing moved in and out before everything became silent.
A boy stood in the middle a room, his eyes bewildered, crazed almost. His lips were pursed in frustration, anger even.
ragged breathing was all that could be heard through out the room.
He looked to his right and standing before him was an older man with hair as white as snow, a crooked nose and large bags under his eyes. He parted his lips, about to speak, but he never got the chance.
"What were you thinking!" The boy yelled his voice laced with an anger so great it was hardly containable.
"I was thinking that I wanted you to live. Do you understand what you did? What the consequences were? For fucks sake child! You killed his son! The head master's son, and he would have killed you for it!" The old man yelled back.
"It was an accident and you know that" The boy paused, staring up at the man with a face aged beyond his years. All his child like innocence was lost in those hardened eyes of his.
"You've committed treason! And you'll die for it! Tell me, how is that any better?" The boy spat out. The elderly man took a few calm steps toward the boy and placed a shaking hand on his shoulder.
"You have a life ahead of you child, you have a chance. I lost my life long ago, I no longer have a chance. It's better if I keep your chance alive." The elderly man replied. The boy angrily shook the old man's his hand off his shoulder.
"I've been beaten since as long as I can remember, tortured to the point of loosing my voice from screaming. I could have handled it! You bastard! Now they'll kill you!" The boy yelled, his angry voice shadowed with pain.
"You don't understand what your doing to me!" The boy cried, glaring at the elderly man with fierce blue eyes.
"You're... you're the only one who didn't treat me like the animal I am, your the only one that cared. This gave me hope! Hope that I might survive! You're going to take that away from me? " The boy ended his rant in a whisper.
"You're not an animal! Don't you ever say that! I believe in you and that will never die, even if I have to." The old man said, with a reassuring smile which faltered when the door was jerked open. Two large men trotted in and went for the boy. The boy raised his hands which were crackling with electricity and warned the guards to stay back, they only laughed and lunged at the boy, grabbed his wrists, pulled his arms behind him and held him there. They had learn along time ago not to confront the boy without specially made electricity proof suits.
Not a moment later and another man walked into the room, a man who's face had been burned beyond repair. Only a small tuft of hair clung to the man's scalp, making his presence all the more eerie.
"You've committed treason Axel, and now you'll pay with your life. And you, boy! You'll deliver his death!" The man yelled, and the boy was shoved forward.
"Here." The man said simply, handing the boy a gun.
"No!" The boy shoved the gun out of his face, refusing to take it.
"Take it! Now!" The man yelled and forced the gun into the boy's hand. The boy's hand fell limp to his side and tears welled in his eyes as he stared at the elderly man.
"Anyone you so much as get close to will only get killed in the end. This is a lesson that will be well learned you understand me?" The man asked sternly, raising the boy's arm to where the gun was pointed at the man's head.
"Take him now!" The man demanded. The boy looked back at the man behind him and lowered the gun
"I...I can't!" The boy cried, his vision beginning to blur.
"Do it now!" The man yelled.
The boy lifted the gun once again, knowing that if he didn't take the elderly man's life, they would torture him to death, and he wouldn't have that.
"I'm sorry." The boy apologized, wiping away his tears with his left hand and gripping the gun with his right.
"It's alright child, I don't blame you. It was my mistake, and now your only taking orders, doing what you were brought up to do. " The elderly man replied.
"Goodbye Axel." The boy whispered a barely audible farewell, and thumbed the hammer, but paused before pulling the trigger.
"Go ahead child. Do it. I forgive you." The elderly man said staring at the boy with sad, tired eyes.
Silence.
"Do it!" The elderly man yelled, before the deafening shot of the gun echoed throughout the room, and the man fell limp.
As the images faded into nothing, the boy found himself yelling at the top of his lungs and gripping the sides of the bed. He was surrounded by people, but he couldn't tell who, his vision was so blurred. Voices found their way to him but he couldn't hear them over the blood curdling scream which he realized was his own. A powerful heat emanated throughout his body and a soft crackling sound surrounded him.
The scream stopped suddenly and his vision was slowly coming clear once again. The heat left slowly and the crackling disappeared. Andre, Natalie, and the little girl from before who's name he could not remember stood around him, along with a few new and unknown faces. They stared at him with shocked expressions, but stood a few feet back from him as if he was some sort of...animal...
"No no no no no!" He repeated over and over, unable to believe what he just saw.
"Axel, are you ok?" A feminine voice asked. Axel looked around and his eyes landed on Natalie.
"Just a... nightmare. I'm fine" The French boy replied, scanning the people around him with wary eyes.
"Here, this is my teddy. He helps me when I have bad dreams, he can help you too" A young boy with tan skin and dark hair said, walking up to Axel and handing him a beaten up old brown stuffed bear. Axel hesitated, but after a moment the kid's eager eyes persuaded him, and he awkwardly took the teddy from the boy. Axel held the bear by it's leg, unsure of what to do with it.
"No, like this" The said, fixing the teddy so that Axel had it up hugged against his chest.
"His name is Dr, Bear, and he'll make everything ok" The child said smiling.
"Uhh... thanks" Axel said hesitantly. After the rest of the group left, Natalie stayed behind to make sure Axel was ok, then left him in peace.
xXxX I must confess that I feel like a monster XxXx
The choppy cross-cutting tape continued as the bounty hunter grew weary of the seemingly endless and pointless visual recording. Then, suddenly there was an exterior shot of a huge cathedral, crowds thinning on the pavement surrounding it, the light indicating late evening. The screen became murky, the vibrating focus briefly and wildly swaying; the camera had moved into the cathedral as the agent operating it was jostled by an exiting crowd. The, it became steady, the focus now on an elderly man who's hair was snow white in contrast to the black raincoat he wore. He was walking down a side aisle, pensively glancing at the succession of icons and the higher majectic glass windows.
"A target or..." A musing, whispered voice trailed off.
The man on the screen proceeded into what appeared to be a large stone corner of the cathedral where too thick pedistaled candles threw moving shadows against the walls. The video camera jerkily moved about for a moment before becoming steady once again. The picture grew sudden;y more detailed, the figured larger as the zoom lens was activated, thrusting through the dissipating crowds of tourists. The white haired subject approached a what looked to be a woman completely shrouded in shadows.
The two began to talk, their laughing and subtle hand gestures masking their whispered and secretive conversation. Soon the conversation escalated, their gestures becoming more frantic, the man waved his arms wildly in the air. Then, the man grew still, his body collapsing to the ground, but before it even landed it fell away in tiny particles of dust. For a fraction of a second the woman's face could be seen, then the video fizzed out.
"Go back to the last few seconds" A deep voice commanded, and the video was rewound then paused. A beautiful heart shaped face accompanied by small, delicate nose, sun-glassed eyes and thin lips could be seen barely protruding out of the shadows.
"I've seen all I need to" A tall seemingly lanky man in black drab stood up and pocketed the switchblade he had been fiddling with during the tireless video. Although the video gave him a little more info on this mysterious shape-shifting, soul-less killing machine that seemed to appear out of no where.
sientence porfavor, there is much you still need to know about this... woman" A middle aged man with hair as black as night, despite a small sliver of grey said, turning the projector off and gesturing toward the chair. The man in black complied, agitated.
"We have word from a... anonymous source that the chameleon has invaded the white house. Since she cant take the shape of anyone she please, we don't know how to find her and what influence she has in the white house. If we don't stop her now..."
"She'll fake the president, corrupt the states and progress the war further..." The bounty hunter replied, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Ci Amigo, and that would be disaterous. She must be stopped"
"Oh, it would be disastrous indeed..." The bounty hunter said almost dreamily.
"So you'll do it then?" The Hispanic man asked the man he had been working for, for years.
"Consider it done" The bounty hunter said,eyes gleaming with determination.
"Now where's my money. You know how the system works Felipe. I don't get the first half of my pay, you don't get your corpse" The bounty hunter demanded, standing up once again.
"Now, Felipe" He demanded, eyes burning with impatience and desire for the kill, and the money, but mostly the kill.
"I trust you amigo, but I will have my men watching your every move. This is one of the most dangerous assaignments I've given you, and I don't want you bailing on me got it?"
"I'm hurt" The bounty hunter puted his lips, but soon they stretched into a sly grin, and both men laughed half heartily.
"Understandable, now, the money. Please Felipe, I want to get started as soon as possible"
"Alright, alright" The aging Mexican handing a wade of greens to the impatient bounty hunter.
"Be careful Blade. We go back, way back, and I don't want to loose a comrade" Felipe said, releasing his hold on the money.
"I'll be fine, you worry to much old friend" The bounty hunter, also known as Blade, left the room with a new burning desire in his eyes.
xXxX She's the girl all the bad guys want! XxXx
"Hey toots, how's about you, and me see how hot we can make this fire burn eh?" A blonde haired teen said, and the fire dancing just bellow the ceiling shifted positions. Laughter rang through out the room as the fire changed effortlessly into the shape of two people in a doggie position.
"Not even you could take this heat Pyro." Another teen with long raven black hair with purple highlights, wearing a mini shirt, a skin tight, low cut tank top, black fishnet leggings and high heeled boots waltzed across the room, her hips swaying perfectly to the rhythm of her steps. The fire then changed into the shape of a broken heart. A chorus of "ooohhs" swept around the room.
"ya want some ice with that burn there Pyro?" Another male teen with long dark brown hair laughed.
"Shut the hell up Gambit! I bet you couldn't even sway this broad." Pyro roared in anger.
"Wanna make it a bet hot head?" Gambit shot back.
Both guys stopped arguing when they heard the door slam.
"Hey hey hey where's she going?" Pyro asked as both the guys ran for the door. Gambit got to the door first and yanked it open.
"Hey! Mila! The hell you going?" Pyro shouted once the door was open.
"Man! Quit shouting in my ear! I use that ya know! Besides that's no way to talk to a lady." Gambit said.
"Hey Mila, mind telling us where your going? We are a team after all!" Gambit shouted to the girl who had stopped in the middle of the driveway.
"Not anymore boys. I'm leaving." Mila replied, shifting her weight impatiently.
"And when did you decide this? You just joined us; you can't just leave like this Mila!" Pyro yelled stepping out the door.
"Yeah well, this is me, leaving." Mila scoffed, tossing her hair over her shoulder and began to walk away. Pyro tried to fallow after her but was stopped by Gambit.
"Let her go man. Soon, she'll come to realize she can't stand to live without the LeBeau charm." Gambit said, forcing pyro back inside.
"Fuck you man!" Pyro said shoving Gambit into the wall.
Gambit cleared his throat, and nonchalantly brushed Pyro off.
"I was only joking man chill out. She wasn't right for the team anyway. She was only in it for the money, besides you didn't have the slightest chance with her." Gambit said, walking back to the couch.
"She's only gone because you let her go!" Pyro yelled, getting in a battle stance.
"Alright if you want to play that way, but I warn you this time I'm not going easy on you." Gambit said, grabbing his bo stick, and flipping over the couch.
And here is the next chapter! Hope you like the story so far!
I apologize if I haven't gotten your character in yet, there are a lot of characters I'm working with here so you'll just have to be patient, when the time is right, they will show up. Some may end up being introduced later on in the story, for an example, I don't plan on introducing the Bandits until at least another chapter or so, when I get more of the recently introduced characters more time to develop then I'll move on to introducing more.
I planned to have the next chapter up today as well but I'm having a problem fixing something, so it may be a while. I do have part of it written though :)
Anyway, please read and review!
I feel like I'm repeating myself in every authors note...
Oh! One more thing! I need a few more students or I can't really move on with the story, the students will be introduce in the next chapter, most likely anyway so please submit some students! I'm only taking about 3 or 4 more so be creative!
