sorry it took so long. im still trying to decide where i want to take this story. :) anyway here is the next chapter to Untitled....enjoy!
Chapter Nine
"What happened?"
"Some boys from school got ahold of him. I believe he's suffered a few broken ribs, a shattered knee cap and possibly some internal bleeding as well as a concussion."
"Did he fight back?"
"What?"
"Did he fight back?"
"No sir, there isn't any indication of injuries on any of his attackers."
"Did it seem to be a result of his mutant abilities?"
"No sir."
"Interesting. Where is he now?"
"I…We're not sure. They haven't checked him into any of the local hospitals. Wanda may have tried to fix the injuries herself but that's very unlikely."
"Hmm…Have Pyro pay them a visit and find out the whole story. Dismissed."
Mystique nodded her head and left the large office with a sigh of relief. As soon as the doors closed behind her, Erik Lehnsherr, more commonly known as Magneto, keyed an intercom on his desk.
"Sabertooth?"
From a concealed door Victor Creed entered, his huge feral form looking grossly out of place in the elegant room. Magneto offered him a seat which was refused with a quick shake of the head.
"I would like you to follow Pyro into Bayville. He is being sent to the Brotherhood to follow up on Todd's condition this morning."
"Condition?"
"The boy was attacked last night. He was badly injured and he wasn't checked into any of the local hospitals last night."
Victor nodded.
"As I said follow Pyro and make sure he finds Todd. If you don't see the boy for yourself try to find him as well."
"Yessir."
"Thank you; also make sure you are not seen by anyone if you please."
"Of course."
The Brotherhood House was quiet. A light fog surrounded it and the nearby woods as Pyro wheeled his motorcycle up the driveway. It was barely past six, time for Pietro to take his usual morning run while the others slept in.
Carefully John suck around to the back end of the house and untied a concealed rope from amongst the vines that had claimed most of the lower level of the house. Within a few moments he had scaled the wall up to the second level window that was always left unlocked for him. He pulled the rope inside and shut the window softly.
Across the room a pale figure stirred in the bed. John paused for a few seconds then proceeded to unlace his boots and set them by the dresser, out of sight from the door. On tiptoe he crept across the creaky floor over to the bed. He sat down gingerly on the side, causing its occupant to grumble quietly.
"Sheila?" his gloved hand brushed the pale cheek and he smiled as green eyes flickered open. "Shh…" he warned, putting a finger to his lips.
"What in the hell are you doing here?" Wanda demanded in a soft whisper. Her face was streaked with black makeup and her eyes were bloodshot.
"Easy sheila, I'm here to check up on Todd."
"How do you know about that?"
John winced slightly and Wanda snorted.
"I thought so."
"I'm just following orders."
"If you were following orders you would've come when Pietro was home and everyone else was awake."
A sheepish smile crossed the Australian's face, like a child who'd been caught stealing cookies. "I can leave if you want me to."
"Don't play the guilt card with me." Wanda grumbled but she sat up and wiped at her face with a sound of disgust. "Can I wash my face?"
"I don't have much time. Your brother left about ten minutes ago."
Wanda rolled her eyes slightly but made no further protest, instead scooting closer to John, her arms wrapping around his waist gingerly. Used to this routine John didn't make a move, instead he leaned backwards on the heels of his hands while Wanda made herself comfortable, her head eventually ending up in his lap, looking up at him sleepily.
"Why did he send you?"
"He wants to know where Todd is. He said he got jumped by some kids from school and you guys didn't check him into a hospital. So he figured you might've tried to fix him up."
"How stupid does he think I am?" Wanda growled. "I would never-."
John quickly silenced her, covering her mouth with his hand. Outside he could see a flash of brown amongst the trees, heading deeper into the woods. His eyes widened in alarm and he dove for his boots.
"John!" Wanda yelped.
"It's Victor! We gotta stop him. Wake the others; get Pietro to go after him. You gotta make him forget!"
"What?!"
"Do it! Now!" John ordered as he jumped out the window, a ball of flame flowering in his hands.
Twins are always special. To be created from the same cell, the same DNA is an undeniable bond. You are essentially two halves of the same person. Connected on such a level you can never escape it not matter how fast or how powerful you are.
Pietro and Wanda had grown up together, playing in a little world where only they mattered. For the first five years of their lives they hadn't spoken. There hadn't been any need. Ideas, pictures and emotions flowed easily between their minds like telepathy. But years of separation and anger had damaged the link. Damaged but not broken.
Pietro savored his morning run above all things. It was like a drug to him. Without it he was an absolute mess for the rest of the day. Currently he was almost halfway to Niagara Falls when suddenly his feet turned back towards Bayville. He knew where he was headed without even having to wonder.
Wanda needed him. Sabertooth was prowling. Had to stop him. Had to go!
A sonic boom could be heard that morning in a little field somewhere between Bayville and the Falls as Pietro raced faster and faster towards home. Towards his Wanda.
"Which way?" he gasped, as he roared to a stop inside the kitchen.
"Towards the woods, John already went after him. You have to stop him!"
"Consider it done."
Wanda braced herself for the burst of wind but still skidded backwards into the pantry door. Across the table Rahne and Lacey stared at her wide-eyed. Lance and Fred, used to Pietro's random coming and goings but not such an urgent order from Wanda herself, looked to the witch for an explanation.
"Sabertooth is here. He wants to know where Todd is."
Lance's face went white as a sheet and he looked to the phone instinctively. "We don't have time to call them. You gotta get out there. Rahne I need you to track a scent for me outside. Lacey, you and Fred take the Jeep up to the Institute and make sure Todd's safe. Move!"
John could feel his lungs burning as he raced through the forest. Pietro was ahead of him, trying to herd Sabertooth back towards the Boarding House but it seemed in vain. Then out of the woods a red wolf broke into view, darting in between trees, its nose plastered to the ground. John grinned and picked up his pace even as the earth began to tremble beneath his feet. It was only a matter of time now; Sabertooth was fighting a loosing battle.
All Pietro could see was green as he danced and twirled past Victor's razor sharp claws and teeth. In a few minutes Wanda would be here and then all hell would break loose. He laughed in anticipation and spun away from another attack.
"Gonna skin you alive kid!"
"Gotta catch me first."
Victor roared in anger.
"Testy."
Another swipe.
"That one was closer."
"Coward! Hold still and fight like a man."
"With pleasure." Pietro retorted as he landed a harsh kick in Victor's ribs.
The bigger mutant yowled like his namesake and reached for him. With grace Pietro slipped away, grinning madly as the ground began to shake.
"Here comes the calvary!"
Victor had barely any time to look up before a huge wave of fire swept inches past his nose. Within moments the inferno became a wall, encaging the prowling mutant. John emerged from the trees, sweat and dirt covering his face. Rahne, Lance and Wanda followed; the latter looking ready to kill.
"Stay away from me!" Victor yelled, as Wanda approached, her hands glowing with power.
"Don't be such a sacred little kitty. I'm not going to hurt you." the witch growled as she flung her hands out. Blue lightning encircled Victor's body and he let out a horrible yell of pain. Wanda's lips twitched, "Much."
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