Author's Note: Chapter is kind of short. Writer's block kicking in hardcore. R&R. First fanfic people, be nice. Too many ideas floating around for me to think right now. The story is going to go one of two ways so hopefully it will go good. J
Chapter Four--The Mission
Storm raised her eyebrow as she saw Dragon walk in with Alexa right behind him, and then narrowed her eyes as she noticed the calm cat-with-cream expression on Dragon's face. Beast looked from the experienced Mutant to the new girl, his blue face a mask of confusion. Dragon smirked and sat down, giving Alexa enough space to sit right next to him. Beast looked over at Angel, who looked back and shrugged confused. Storm rolled her eyes as Beast's bewildered look moved to her questioningly.
"Logan, I mean Wolverine, is still critical," Rogue, the resident nurse, said, walking into the meting late and sitting down in the next available seat that she could find. "I have him on a respirator. He is not doing good at all. The steel on his claws has been melted off."
Dragon started to smirk at that but was stopped by Alexa, who was giving him a glare that would have made Hell freeze over. Dragon promptly sat up with a blank expression on his face, making Alexa heave a very audible sigh of frustration. Dragon looked over at her, about to say something, but then thought better of it. He really did not understand women at all, so he was going to leave her huff and sigh all she wanted. He would figure her out later.
"Well, now that we are all here," Beast started, looking around at everyone who showed up, "I have a very important mission for a select few of you to go to."
Dragon sat up even more and leaned in to hear better. A mission was just what he needed right about now. He needed a break from Alexa. She was messing with his head in ways that he could not even imagine, and he was letting it happen. He wanted to bash his head into one of the mansion's numerous steel doors until he was unconscious. That sounded like a very good idea right about now.
"Storm, Iceman, Rogue, Angel, and Dragon, you are going to go to France. Word has it that Pyro, Magento, and Agent Orange are recruiting more members for The Brotherhood," Beast said, looking at each one of the chosen five in turn.
Dragon sat back, very pleased with being chosen to go on his first mission. They were keeping him a secret. They did not want Agent Orange to sense their weapon, the only chance that they had at winning this war. He heard a thud behind him which snapped him out of his joyous thoughts. He turned around, but he was too late. Alexa was already gone, her chair tipped over from how quick she left it. Dragon stood up and went after her.
