Chapter 6: Girls Day Out

Madelyn Pryor sat outside of a bistro on a New York street corner. The sun reflected off her ebony black sun glasses which shielded any sign of her eyes. With them on people could not tell where her eyes wandered. They had no clue if her stern regal expression was towards them or someone else in the area. It was intimidating to say the least. A cup of joe lay on the table in front of her untouched. The steam rose up slightly off the brown liquid. The busy bustling sounds of the city buzzed around her. Car horns, yelling people, construction work, "credit" by Megan trainer play on the stereo of the small bistro. It was magical to most but not to her. On top of telepathy she also had the magical power to tune it all out. Spite. Madelyn crosses her legs as she scans the row of tables in front her, watching the people talk and work publicly on their laptops. But one table in particular caught her eye. In the table directly next to her sat a lovely young lady squealing gaily at the remark of the man next to her who sat with a satisfied smirk on his face and a hint of lust in his eyes. He picks up his coffee and raises to his lips to take a sip from the cup. Madelyn lowers her glasses revealing her emerald green eyes. A sparkle appears in her eyes as the man spills the entire hot cup into his lap. A loud curse escapes his lips. Madelyn smiles sinisterly and turns her a attention back forward, pushing her glasses back over her eyes once again concealing her most mesmerizing feature. "Really Maddy?" A voice rings out behind her through the pained screams and pants of the man. "Was that necessary?" Madelyn smirks with hearing the voice. "Necessary? No. But we both know how I feel about P.D.A." She replies not bothering to turn to face the voice. An elegant ebony haired woman comes around Madelyn's left, caressing her shoulder as she passed to the seat across the small table. The woman wore a black leather jacket to compliment her curly hair, a white tank top and jeans. Hardly the attire she was accustom to. Selene Gallio was no normal woman. If being the former the former black queen of the hellfire club wasn't enough she also happened to be one of the most powerful mutants that ever existed. Like Madelyn, Selene was a telepath and thought to be dead. But Selene had a few more tricks up her sleeves then Madelyn including telekinesis and her favorite power, draining the life out of people, literally. She was only under the scarlet witch when it came to power and she knew it and needed everyone around her to also. Her stride was powerful yet graceful as she walk to the seat and took it out, sitting down across from the firey haired maiden. Selene smiled as she looked across at Madelyn. "Come now Maddy. I came back from the dead and flew across the world to be here. The least you could do is drop the shades and smile, sweetie" Madelyn sneered and glanced over the glasses at Selene. "Ok you were brought back same as me by that insane android who thought me of all people would take orders from her. If you go halfway across the world that's your fault not mine. I told you I'd need you one day."
"And here we are." Selene said gesturing around her. "So what's the deal? I'm guessing you didn't call me here to have a much needed girls night out... Or have you?" Selene raises her eye brow with the upward inflection.
Madelyn sighs. The plan was fresh in her head and undeveloped. She knew what she wanted but not how to obtain it. She wanted Scott to suffer. Suffer just like she had so many times. She wanted to rip his world away from him but that was difficult when he had nothing left. After the debacle with the Phoenix force Madelyn hardly saw anything else she could take from him. But she wanted it. She wanted it like a desert does a rain fall. It drove her insane not being able to find his weakness. His kryptonite.
"If you asking me if I am re-creating my sisterhood then the answer is no. Not yet anyway. I must save that for another occasion. No this needs a more personal touch. I'm sure you've been watching the news."
Selene slumped back in her seat with a pout, folding her arms across her chest. She knew exactly where this was heading and she did not like it. She did not like helping Madelyn with her marital issues. "Yes interesting thing the news," she remarked. " I heard last night that a man had Jumped out of a window of a hotel room not far from here. Crazy right? And get this... He was naked."
Madelyn blushed slightly. "Amazing things men can be when they are prompted to care more about the woman's needs then their own. Wish I could have used that in earlier relationships. They may have worked out. But then we wouldn't be here now would we?"
"So it is about him then. You're never going to get over summers are you?"
"He robbed me of my happy ending. My child, my friends, his love. You never get over it. When I needed him most where was he? With Jean grey. That coincide goody goody he's head over heels for."
"Let's not forget you both share a genetic code. I mean he basically cheated on you with you."
Madelyn glared angrily at the mention of her origin. "I may be her clone but Jean grey and I are nothing alive. I'm a survivor. She's a innocence and innocence don't survive," Madelyn responds bitterly. There is a long pause of awkward silence. Finally a minute later Selene rolls her eyes. "Fine I'm sorry queenie. You're right. As far as I'm concerned, you're the better version. But I've been told I'm insane."
"You are darling. You truly are. But that's why I admire you. A person like me , so we'll put together and benevolent could never get into the ride mind set for revenge like a mentally psychotic loom such as yourself could."
"Thank you Madelyn. And I admire the way you can turn a compliment into another statement that proves you're the biggest vindictive bitch on the planet."
Madelyn smiles, taking off her sun glasses. "There now we've both said something horribly passive aggressive. Now as for business. Last we spoke I vowed to bring the xmen to their knees with the sisterhood. But that's not what I had in mind this time around. I want to take out my dear husband. But nit just take him out. I need him to suffer. To have his entire life ripped for his hands. Everything he's ever loved burned till they are unrecognizable..."
Madelyn noticed something odd. During her rang Selene had been quiet. Too quiet. Selene sat, no longer daring to make eye contact with Madelyn. Madelyn raises an eye brow. She wanted to probe through Selena's thoughts and know everything the woman was thinking. But due to the psychic nature of Selena's powers, she had a block placed that only someone more powerful than herself could break and even then it was hard.
"There's something you're not telling me." Madelyn asks more as a statement then a question. Selene shivers slightly. She did not know why but Madelyn had always intimidated her. She could kill Madelyn with one touch yet the woman still sent chills through Selena's spine even though she'd never admit it out loud.
"Well it's just... No"
"Tell me," Madelyn demanded.
"It's too dangerous."
"I don't care."
"You'll die."
"I. Don't. Care." Madelyn restated more firmly this time, narrowing her eyes. Selene shivers once more but tries not to show it. She had to act like she wasn't afraid of Madelyn or she would walk all over her. She contemplates once more whether or not to say it aloud. It was a crazy idea. It would ruin everything they had worked for but it might solve Madelyn's problem. Finally Selene lets out a deep sigh.
"The five original xmen. Scott, Bobby, warren, hank... Doctor McCoy brought them to the present to teach Scott a lesson but it back fired and they're with him now."
"And?" Madelyn sneers. "How the hell does that... Wait. You said five yet you only listed four. Selene does that mean..." A sinister smile caresses Madelyn's face as the thought crosses her mind. "Is Jean grey alive?" She asks with a slight excited tone to her voice.
Selene nods silently. "This is amazing. We can slit her throat right in front of him. She'll never have existed. He'd never have found his true love and I'll finally have my happy ending."
"Madelyn stop!" Selene finally blurts out. "Yes you'd succeed for a moment but then you'd cease to exist. And who knows what else you could have changed."
"Yes who does know. As I recall you were the black queen until that tramp came in and ruined everything you had worked for. You'd still be the it girl if it weren't for her. You get a happy ending here too Selene. We all do. We need this."
The thoughts of being the black queen once more run through Selena's mind like a nostalgic blast from the past. She had the chance to be the black queen. Maybe more. Without Jean in her way she could achieve so much more than before. She'd finally be on top just like she'd dreamed of since she was a girl. Selene grins evilly. "I suppose that could work"
"I knew I could count on you Selene. Now how do you propose we go about this.? Scott's little weapons facility must be guarded in some fashion. What if we go in posing as-" before Madelyn could finish two young men approach the table. One blonde with a shaved head except for a small patch of hair in the middle running back like a Mohawk. The other a brunette. His hair swept over to the side with a beanie on his head. He looked shyer and stood behind the blonde man like a shadow. The blonde man stood straight, his large chest puffed out, showing off his abdominal muscles. He bent down and lean on the table between the two woman. "Hello ladies. My friend and I here just could not stop staring at you both from over there and would be total idiots if we didn't ha..."
"Sit!" Selene snarls cutting the man off. As if in a trance, both men squat down and sit on the ground like two trained dogs. "Men these days," Selene remarks taking the blonde man's cheeks into her hand. "... So savage and idiotic. Y'know I've been aching for mutts ever since I came back. With the right training and discipline you two would be perfect," she said to the men. Then she turned to Madelyn. "As for the security don't worry about it. I have something a little more sinister in mind. Now if you'll excuse me," Selene said standing. "I have to go buy some leashes." She walks off. Then whistles and the men follow on all fours, panting wildly.