Chapter 4:One Down
Quicksilver P.O.V.
"Are you sure this is the best way to go? I mean seriously, wouldn't it be easier to take them at the same time?" Toad questioned.
"Mystique said that this is what Magneto instructed, to take them one at a time. He says that all four of us combined are no match for both of them. He doubts that we have even a chance of forcing one of them to come with us." I snipped.
"Hey! What about Mystique? Won't she help catch Magneto's "important people in his big plan"? I bet with her that we'd get at least one of them easy."
"You know how it is, Toad, Mystique won't help us." Lance replied bitterly.
"She can't help us, even if she wanted to." I commented. "If she's gone for to long and this gets out of hand her cover could be blown wide open, and if that happens getting out of trouble at school will be a lot more harder. Besides, she is kind of helping us."
We heard a rustling as our prey came closer and closer and we all fell silent.
RoseMarie Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
"Goooooaaaaaaalllllll!" I shouted as I kicked the soccer ball into the net. My new found friends and I bounced around excitedly, my hair in a high ponytail swaying and tickling the back of my neck.
"You should really try out for the soccer ball team next year, RoseMarie! You would be awesome!" Ming said.
"Oh, I'm not all that good. I'm not really the athletic type." I replied, and I felt my cheeks grow rosy.
"Maybe compared to your sister, but you're better than some of the athletes on our sports teams!" Chloe commented. "I mean, look how well you play soccer at PE. You're not the average nerd that gets picked last, girl. No offense Trisha!"
"And yet I'm offended!" Trisha shouted back.
The loud speaker crackled to life.
"Would RoseMarie... I am not even going to try to pronounce your last name, come up to the front office?" Principal Darkholme asked.
"Well, it looks like I have to go guys. See ya in Spanish 3!" I called as left. I didn't bother grabbing my things. I could change after I visited the principal, right? I don't think Xavier had any plans to pick me up early.
I took the shortest way there, which was a shortcut that went behind the school and partially through some trees.
"Hey, look who it is." A dark and sinister voice commented. Pietro stepped out of the shadows with his three other friends from the Brotherhood, all them dressed up like big bad super villains. I was only half way there, if I could just get away soon enough, I'd be among normal people and they wouldn't try anything then.
"What do you guys want? My sister and I already made it quite clear that we have no interest in joining your little group of evil." I commented coolly, raising my guard.
"It doesn't matter if you're interested or not. My dad wants you and that's all that matters." He sneered.
A breeze blew through the tense atmosphere, brushing my baggy, black PE shorts against my legs as I assumed a defensive stance, curling my hands into fists in preparation of the inevitable fight.
Pietri darted forward and without a second thought a large ring of ice surrounded my feet. He slipped and slided, narrowly missing me.
"Come on guys!" A brunette with what looked a clear bowl on his head, called. "Pietro's going to be useless in this fight!"
The big guy reached my ring of ice, and with all his might he stomped on it and shattered it. I quickly reformed it and had his legs encased in large pieces of ice. Then the smallest one jumped onto and then off his large buddy and shot his tongue at me, I quickly sidestepped, waling on the ice as if it was the regular ground. He landed and tried to retract his tongue, only to find it stuck to the ice.
"No fair, man!" He cried indignantly around his tongue.
I couldn't help but smile in slight amusement as with a flick of my fingers the ice crept up his tongue.
"Not cool! Not cool!" He spluttered.
"Arrrghhh!" a voice cried.
I turned to see that the larger man had broken free of his icicle prison and I had to turn myself into water in order to avoid his incredibly large fist. I quickly reformed and with a fling of my hands I sent icicles flying, pinning him to a nearby tree. Unfortunately, it did not hold him for long.
The brunette was smarter than the rest and had yet to venture out onto my island of ice, but he was beginning to grunt and his face bore and expression of strain. The earth began to rumble and my ice ring shattered. They all converged towards me at once, everyone except the brunette,who kept the ground shaking, making it impossible for my ice to remain in one piece. I quickly abandoned that tactic and I began flicking icicles at them, doing my best to avoid vital points. I could have frozen them all with a sling wave of my hand, my there was no guarantee that they'd all be alive once thawed.
I didn't want to kill. Killing is wrong. My parents taught me that. They'd still tell me that if they were still alive. It was all my fault. If I hadn't- No, I thought shaking my head, I have to focus on the fight. But when I put my mind back into the fight, all I saw was a large rock flying towards me and then everything went black.
Lance P.O.V.
The young girl crumpled to the ground the moment the rock hit her. I quickly ran over to her and place her head in my lap to check for a pulse.
"Blob, you big idiot!" I shouted at the man responsible for the terrible cut across her forehead. "You almost killed her! Magneto wants her alive!"
"Is she going to be alright?" Quicksilver asked.
"I think so. We just need to get her treated and she'll be fine. Probably a concussion and she has a nasty cut, but she'll be fine."I replied. "Thanks goodness for whatever distracted her though, otherwise we might be the ones unconscious right now."
"Yeah, for a scrawny little thing she was quite difficult to kidnap." He agreed. "I'll let Magneto know we need a water proof and ice proof prison cell set up for our guest." He ran off to alert Magneto.
Shadow Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
"And I accepted the challenge, although the coach wasn't all to thrilled with having one of his boys go as low as wrestling a girl. I had the dude pinned to the mat in seconds." I bragged to Bobby and we walked into the mansion, just getting home from school.
"Man, I'd hate to get into a fight with you!" He joked.
"Yeah! Even with your powers I'd turn you into a crispy piece of meat!" I joked, although being serious at the same time. Bobby wasn't my sister and I sure knew that he was now where near her level.
Professor Xavier noticed us and maneuvered his wheel chair to us.
"Do you two know where RoseMarie is?" He asked.
"No. Why? She isn't home?"
"No, and she did not alert me of any plans after school."
"I didn't here anything either. She was called to the front office though. Maybe whatever Principal Darkholme wanted involved her staying after school. I can go check." I offered.
"Thank you. Take a couple others with you. I don't feel something right about this."
"Of course, Prof. Be back in a bit. Bobby, go see if Jean wants to come. I'm gonna check with Wolvie. It'd be smart to have some adult supervision, and I don't think it'd be best to send you since you were the one to freeze the gas tank in his motorcycle." I teased.
"You were the one who actually burned the sides of it with actually flames." He retorted.
"Yeah, but he didn't catch me in the act, Ice Boy. He doesn't know it's me." I snorted in victory.
"Now I do." A deep and rather ticked off voice said behind me.
I turned around to see the one and only Wolverine glaring at me.
"Hey, Logan." I greeted him nervously. "Wanna go see if my sister is still at school?"
"Why should I?"
"Please Logan," the Professor pleaded, "Something about this doesn't sit right with me."
"Fine, but the girl gets her punishment when we get back." He snarled.
"I agree."
"Oh, this is just great." I moaned.
A few minutes later we were at school. We searched every square inch of that place, but there was no sign of her.
"This is just great." Logan grumbled. "I could be fixin' up my ride, but I'm stuck tracking a girl who been off campus so long that all her previous scents are mixin' with the freshest one."
"Well, she was at PE when she was called. She'd take the shortest route there, being the nerd and goody-goody she is-" I began.
"Too bad her sister can't have the same qualities." Logan snorted.
"Oh, come on. I know I'll suffer when we get home, so can you just drop it and help me look for my sister?"
"I've been doin' that!"
"Whatever! As I was saying, she'd take the shortest route. Let's retrace her steps and see from there."
"That's a reasonable plan." Jean agreed. "Lead the way Shadow."
We were about half way to the front office when Bobby suddenly stopped.
"What is it, Bobby?" Jean asked.
"I've got that feeling."
"What feeling?" I asked.
"That feeling when I'm around your sister's ice. You see, her ice gives me this creepy feeling. You see, unlike my ice, your sister's ice doesn't melt unless she wills it too and for some reason that just makes me feel weird around her ice." He explained.
"Okay, slightly weird, but that's good. We've got a lead. Everyone look around her carefully." I commanded.
Within minutes we found something.
"Hey! Guys! Come over here! I think I found something!" Jean called.
We all ran over to her.
"Look here," she said, pointing at tiny piece off ice that were hiding in the grass, "I think this is shattered ice. It's everywhere in this area."
"It's definitely RoseMarie's." Bobby confirmed. "It's given me that creepy feeling."
Wolverine stood up from his squatted position and sniffed the air.
"RoseMarie was definitely here, as well as the Brotherhood kids from your school. I don't have to be all that smart to figure out that this was an ambush." He reported.
"Yeah, but she whooped their butts right?" I asked.
He walked a few paces before squatting back down, sniffing a certain portion off the grass.
"I don't think so, kid." He replied after a few minutes. "Come over here."
I cautiously went over to him, pretty sure that I would not be happy with why he didn't think so.
He pointed towards a reddish patch of grass. "I can smell five different scents of blood, four of them I am unfamiliar with that it must be the four that attacked her. Those scents are so weak that they most likely only received nicks, however this stain right here smells like your sister's blood, and since she hasn't been home to receive treatment and no ambulances have been to your school today, I must assume that they have her."
My brain, of course, did not want to acknowledge this and so it went down a road that I wish it hadn't.
"Wait a second, how do you know what my sister's blood smells like?" I asked suspiciously.
"She's a girl isn't she?"
"Yeah, so what?" Then it clicked. "Oh dude, that is beyond disgusting. You can actually smell that? Oh man, that is disgusting. So you know when every girl is- I don't even want to finish that question. That is just so gross."
"You don't have to tell me about it." He commented. "I'm the one who has to smell it constantly. I'd actually like it if you girls over did it on the perfume on those days."
"Okay, back onto the more important topic." Jean reminded us, though she looked grossed out herself. "We gotta tell the Professor. He may be only person able to locate RoseMarie."
RoseMarie Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
When I woke up I had a headache the size of Duncan's ego and I was in what appeared to be a prison cell made out of steel. The room was perfectly smooth, there were absolutely no cracks or crevices that I could use ice to expand or break to get out. I touched my head and found not only a tightly wrapped bandage, but also that my wrist and ankles had shackles on them. I was about to turn into water to try and get out, but a voice stopped me.
"I wouldn't try that if I were you."
I look up to see a man clad in purple and red standing safely on the other side of the prison bars.
"And why's that?" I snapped.
"Simply because this room is rigged to release a gas that reacts very strongly with liquid water that is not either in a warm body or in a cup that will be given to you when you need water. You'd turn into a pile of goo if you tried to turn into water." He explained.
"Who are you? What do you want?"
"I'm sorry, excuse my poor manners. I am Magneto, and as for what I want, that will all be explained once we have you and your sister."
"Magneto." I whispered. That was the man in charge of the Brotherhood.
"I'm sorry for such poor accommodations, but since you refused to willingly join us, this is the best I can due. It steel with no cracks or crevices that you could freeze to expand and break. And you are already aware of the water feature."
"What about gaseous water?"
"You could try that, but the electrified force field would split the gaseous water into oxygen and hydrogen, and I don't believe that you'd be able to return to normal that way, or that you'd even be alive to do so."
I couldn't help but growl in frustration and then I screamed, allowing ice to coat everything in my cell and it even managed to get down the hall, but I quickly collapsed and clutched my head in agony.
"Ah yes, your head. You received a nasty cut across your forehead and a concussion. Someone will come to check on you and change your bandages shortly, but I recommend that you rest 'til then." He commented, then he left without another word.
Too bad I didn't have an ice form that worked. I did have one, but I couldn't move in that form. I just turned into a human statue. My only hope was that someone from the institute could locate me and come to the rescue.
Shadow Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
I sat smoldering on my bed. It'd been a week since my sister had gone missing. I had nearly incinerated five random criminals, Logan's bike, and various other things in my frustrated search for my sister. I had even questioned Lance, Fred, Pietro, and Mortimer about my sister's abduction the next day, but they told me nothing. What I learned I saw with my eyes. They were beat up and covered in scratches and Mortimer talked like his tongue was frozen. Rosie had given 'em a good beaten before they managed to take her down.
Lance, however, had told me something interesting after school today.
~Flashback~
"If it wasn't the fact that you're sister hadn't been distracted by something, I don't think that we would have been able to kidnap her."
"What distracted her?"
"I don't know, but whatever it was, she looked pretty sad."
~Flashback Ends~
After talking around I found out that Lance kind of had a soft spot towards the X-Men. Apparently he had been one once, just out of for a certain girl.
Crap, Rosie is still shouldering all the guilt that is not hers to bear. It wasn't her fault and whenever she concentrated on not killing someone in a fight it always reminded her of that guilt, causing her to zone out for a minute and most of the time losing the fight.
Crap, crap, crap! She's a complete idiot! She's strong and would be able to handle herself if she'd just give up on the guilt and figure out that it wasn't her that killed them, it was our uncle, not her.
The torches shined bright with my frustration.
My bedroom door slammed open and Jean and Scott came bursting in.
"What is it?" I snapped.
"It's... it's RoseMarie." They panted.
"We think... we've found her." Scott panted.
"There have... been some weird... weather around an area... at the bottom of some... nearby mountains. The temperatures.. have dropped drastically... in that area and... the weatherman said... that it's strange... because of the time... of year and because... no cold fronts have been... moving towards that area." Jean explained.
"Is this something that our scientists think too?" I asked, trying to keep my hopes down.
"Yes, Beast agrees with this. He's quite confident that it is your sister." Scott continued, finally catching his breath. "He also says that while the temperatures have dropped drastically that there is no signs of cool weather like snow, rain, or even wind. It's just cold."
"We're going to do a fly by in the jet with a few experienced members of the X-Men and Bobby. He'll be able to tell if your sister is the cause of this. You want to come?" Jean offered.
"Of course!" I shouted. "Did you really have to ask?"
A few hours later we were flying around the base of the mountains in the area that Jean and Scott had been talking about.
"Man," Kitty sniffed. "I should've totally, like, brought a jacket. Can't we turn up the heat?"
"No." Logan replied sternly. "Due to someone having a phasing accident, our heater isn't working."
"Oops. Sorry." Kitty apologized.
"Anything yet, Bobby?" Jean asked the living RoseMarie detector.
"Nah, I'm just feeling the cold." He responded. "No, wait. Down there." He pointed.
It was an almost castle like building and every time we flew directly above it, the temperature dropped even more drastically than the surrounding area.
"I think he's he's right." Beast agreed, looking at a map on his laptop. "This is the exact certain of the area that the temperatures are dropping in."
"Hey Shades, why can't you heat this bird up?" Kitty asked, being completely off topic.
"Because, unlike my sister, I don't know how to emit an aura off my power... yet. No can we get back on topic here? You know, the one about rescuing my sister."
"I think I can land in that clearing a few miles from the building." Logan reported.
"Yeah, let's do that." Scott agreed. "We'll try stealth first. We don't know how many of them are in there. Oh, and a heads up Yang, we try to call each other by our code names on the field."
"Got it, Cyclops."
He smiled. "Perfect."
The stealth thing turned into a complete failure. Kitty sneezed the moment we got inside and it echoed throughout the entire building. We had not only the Brotherhood members we knew, but also some veterans, on us in seconds.
"Great, this saves us the trouble of waiting for her to let her guard down to kidnap her." Pietro commented, who I had learned earlier was code named Quicksilver. He released a sneeze soon afterwards.
"Why does your father want the girls so badly, Quicksilver?" Cyclops asked.
"I don't know, he hasn't told any of us. We've just been taking care of the brat ever since we caught her. I've slipped so many times in the ice in her cell I think I'm going to have permanent bruise on my butt." He complained.
"Enough talk, Quicksilver." A large hairy man with fangs and claws ordered. "Let's fight." And he instantly lunged for Wolverine.
I let in a ferocious battle cry as I leapt into the battle.
RoseMarie Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
A small, feminine sneeze echoed throughout the building. It wasn't one that I had grown used to hearing over the past week, whose was it? I heard a fight break out and a familiar battle cry ring throughout the building. Could it be the X-Men and my sister? Were they really able to find me because of the strange temperatures I created here?
With renewed vigor, I created ice and screamed. Hoping that one of my friends would come and release me from my prison before a foe came to knock me out. I tried to reach for my sister with my emotions, hoping she'd sense me in here despite our lack of telepathy. I cried out in my mind with all my heart, I'm here! Please come quickly!
Shadow Leistungsstarke P.O.V.
I heard intense screaming, liking the screaming of a caged animal that desperately wants to be released, in the middle of the battle. I soon become swarmed by emotions that were not my own. The desperation to be free, fear, and confusion, but I did feel one that was mutual... hope.
Suddenly, a voice cried out in my head, I'm here! Please come quickly!
3rd Person P.O.V.
Simultaneously, the two girls clutched their heads as sudden agony ripped through their skulls. They fell to ground, both their cries of pain in perfect sync. The body of the one in the cell was emitting bursts of flames, and the body of the other had a ring of ice surrounding it and her normal flaming body was extinguished. They did not notice this exchange in powers as they clutched their heads, wondering were this agony was coming from.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Was their final cry before both of their consciousnesses became dark.
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