Ok next chapter! I've had writer's block so sorry if this one isn't as good as previous. Read and review!
Crack was the sound John Allerdyce was greeted with as he entered the abandoned warehouse that was currently housing Bobby Drake.
John took one look at the scene before him and could feel the anger rising up inside his chest, threatening to burst out. "What ARE ya doin' Drake?" He growled at the mutant in-front of him who was busy banging his head against the brick wall behind him.
Bobby grinned. He had been knocking his head against the wall for going on 20 minutes. "You're late John," he droned out lazily, leaning his bleeding head back against the wall.
John took a menacing step forward and held out his lighter. He preferred the lighter to the flame-thrower for personal reasons. One could say he had bonded with the lighter, it was his only friend. "I'll ask again. What are you doing Mister Drake?" He asked sarcastically. "See I asked politely," he pointed out smugly.
Bobby just kept grinning. "It took you 20 whole minutes to get here."
John flipped off his lighter. "What of it?" He asked, mildly intrigued.
Bobby shook his head. "I've cracked my skull open," he pointed out "you're lucky I'm not dead."
John moved forward to get a better look at his head and saw the blood was freely flowing now and forming a small puddle on the warehouse floor. "Why would ya do that?" He demanded harshly. "Why?" He asked again, confused.
Bobby ignored him and started to giggle. "Ohhh you'll be in trouble when he finds out won't ya? Maybe he'll spank ya… Heh," he said and started bursting into a fit of giggles. He suddenly stopped and looked at John with a puzzled expression. "Uh, I think I hit my head a little too hard," he frowned as his eyes rolled back in his head.
John stared at his ex-friend, stunned. Bobby looked unconscious so John went forward to check on him, he knew how dangerous a knock to the back of the head could be from having a particularly nasty fall as a child. As he moved in on Bobby he saw the amount of blood and cringed, he knew he had to take him to Magneto and tried to put the thoughts of what Magneto would do to him once he found out what had happened to their captive aside while he untied Bobby's wrists and threw the ropes aside.
Warren Worthington II sat in his dingy New York apartment watching re-runs of Cheers and smoking his fifth cigarette. Looking at the man now in his ragged clothes and un-kept hair you would not be-able to tell he was once the respected and intelligent head of Worthington Labs.
Worthington stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray near his seat and started to get up from his chair to change the channel on his TV set when there was a loud knock on the door. He sighed and walked towards the door.
Worthington stood in-front of the closed door and gave a weary sigh. "If you're another news reporter you can get that camera of yours and shove it up you're…" He shouted angrily before a young voice called out from behind the door.
"Dad?" The voice inquired softly, nervously.
Worthington gasped and opened the door only to be greeted by the sight of his son, wings extended, holding a female mutant in his arms. "Warren?" He questioned.
Warren looked visibly uncomfortable in-front of the father who had tried his very best to 'cure' him of his so-called 'disease'. "Dad," he hesitated, withering under his father's intense gaze. "I need your help."
John dragged Bobby up and hoisted him over his shoulder with great difficulty. "Ya got fatter Bob?" He laughed and walked out the warehouse.
John walked into the open and breathed in the fresh air. He was glad to be out of the stinking warehouse. He started walking briskly towards where he knew Magneto would be trying his best to avoid where he knew the guards would be posted. The guards were just members of the Brotherhood there to make sure no unexpected visitors, like the police or X-Men broke into the hideout.
Suddenly, John paused as he felt a slight shiver run up his spine. He stood completely still but felt nothing so he shrugged it off as paranoia and started walking again. Then, without so much as another warning John felt a cold hand grip his shoulder from behind and felt himself going weak at the knees. He tried to grab the hand that was holding onto his shoulder but he was becoming too weak and was now shivering.
Bobby smiled to himself as he held onto John's shoulder. He moved his hand to John's neck and touched it, instantly knocking John unconscious. John dropped to the ground with a thud and Bobby managed to jump off him just before he fell. He then dragged Pyro back into the warehouse he had been held in and tied him up same as he had been tied, removing John's lighter and flame-thrower from his person.
Bobby looked down at Pyro and narrowed his eyes. "That was too easy," he scoffed, dabbing at the blood on the back of his head. "You're quite the crap jailer Allerdyce," he said as he walked out the warehouse, shutting the door behind him.
Bobby examined his surroundings and realized he had absolutely no idea whatsoever how to escape, the whole area seemed to be sealed off by electrical fences and gates. He looked behind him to the warehouse then looked around him and saw there were lots of warehouses. Then he noticed it, a building. It was surrounded by the warehouses but wasn't a warehouse itself, it looked just like an abandoned storage facility or something but Bobby figured the inside had been decorated a lot nicer by Magneto; Magneto wasn't the sort of guy to life in filth. Bobby decided that the warehouse's were just been used for storage and holding others like Bobby, he hoped none of the other X-Men had been kidnapped though. The real action was going on in the building he was currently navigating towards and he hoped there was an escape route inside the building.
Bobby laughed quietly to himself as he thought how easily it had been to get away from Pyro. Was his ex-friend slipping? He didn't know and didn't really care, he was just happy to be out of that disgusting warehouse. The plan had worked out perfectly. The minute Bobby noticed there was a camera in the corner of the warehouse following his every movement an idea had come to him and he knew what he had to do.
"You'll pay for this, they'll all pay," Pyro had said. Those words alone made Bobby realize it was not a good idea for him to stick around. He needed to get out and get back to the X-Men, he needed to know what had happened, and he needed to get back to Rogue. He needed to explain everything to her.
So Bobby started banging his head against the wall behind him, he timed the hits so he wouldn't damage his head so much. He then waited, and waited until Pyro arrived, like he knew he would. They couldn't let anything happen to their captive and Bobby knew Pyro was Magneto's little lapdog and if anything happened to Bobby it would be him that got in trouble. So when Pyro arrived he grinned to himself and started with the plan.
John wasn't the brightest mutant ever so when he told him he had cracked his skull open, he figured John would believe him and want to get him to see Magneto as quickly as possible. Most people knew if you cracked your head open you could die if it wasn't looked at so he knew he would get out of the warehouse. He of course, pretended that the knock to the head had done more to him then just make his head bleed and had easily convinced Pyro that he had fallen into an unconscious slumber. It had just been too easy. All Bobby had needed was his hands untying and then he was home free and John had done that almost straight away. Did his old friend still care about him or was it just John fearing he might get into trouble with the Brotherhood? Who knew but John himself?
Bobby ducked behind a wall when he saw a rather battered and bruised Callisto making her way to the same building he was. She was covered in mud and was soaking wet; she was striding up to the building dragging what looked like a broken ankle behind her and sported a very nasty gash on her forehead. She looked extremely angry. Bobby knew immediately who had done that to her – Storm. It gave Bobby hope to know that maybe Storm had bested Callisto in a fight.
Bobby continued to walk up to the building after Callisto had gone inside, he had seen her type in a key-code on a keypad that was located next to the door to the building so that didn't thrill him much but he would try and get in any way. He marched up to the door and typed in some codes that he thought might be the password to enter the building. He typed in B-R-O-T-H-E-R-H-O-O-D but that didn't work, he then tried M-A-G-N-E-T-O but that didn't work. Bobby tried a few more combinations before he sighed and took a step back from it.
He then decided to go round the back of the building and see if he could find any more entryways. It was hopeless finding an exit on the grounds because of the electrical fences.
Bobby ran quickly round the back as carefully as possible, he wouldn't let himself get caught. He got round the back and saw a window. He looked through the window and saw a huge dimly lit room. He couldn't see very well but he noticed Jimmy and someone he had never expected to see ever again – Doctor Jean Gray.
He gasped and recoiled back away from the window, only to bump into someone. Bobby spun round, a little too fast and fell over onto the hard concrete, groaning.
Stood looking down at him was Rogue looking as beautiful as ever.
"Bobby," Rogue breathed out, stunned. "Get up get up!" she urged, pulling him to his feet with one gloved hand. "Quickly," she said as her eyes darted around frantically.
Bobby looked down at Rogue's gloved hand as she pulled him behind another wall away from the window. "Rogue, Jeans in..." he started but she shut him up by putting a finger to his lips.
"Don't talk," she said softly. "They have camera's everywhere," she explained.
Bobby looked around him worriedly. "Rogue, what are you doing here? Did they take you as well?" He asked hurriedly, his voice trembling slightly as he kept hold of Rogue's hand.
Rogue stroked his face delicately with her covered hand. "No. Ah came to save you," she said smiling. "Listen. We gotta hurry," she said urgently, looking around her again.
Bobby looked at her puzzled, enjoying the feeling of the soft fabric of her glove against his face. "Where we going?" he asked inquisitively. "We're trapped in," he pointed out, gesturing towards the nearest fence pulsing with electricity.
Rogue took her hand away and saw Bobby's face drop at the loss of contact. "Ah found a way out," she said smiling and tugged on his hand again, urging him to follow her.
"Ya don't have to do this. There's other ways man!" Jimmy yelled nervously as he struggled to be free and away from Jean. Magneto had just explained his 'plan' to Jimmy and he was terrified.
"You care about the humans?" Magneto inquired, moving forward to stand in-front of Jimmy.
A look of indecision passed over Jimmy's face. No, he hated the humans but what Magneto was planning was just plain wrong in Jimmy's book. "That ain't the issue!"
Magneto grinned and patted him on the head. "Don't worry child. If you live through this I'll make your death quick and relatively painless," Magneto said smugly. He then moved forward to near the machine and picked up a helmet that was near it. He went back to Jimmy and placed the helmet over his head. He then got a wire from near the machine and connected it to Jimmy's helmet, then to Jeans. "Have fun," Magneto said as he bowed and left the room.
"WHERE ARE THEY?" Logan demanded as he slammed a huge fat mutant against a wall, knocking some of the plaster off the wall in the process.
Logan had been going round various New York bars and clubs that he knew mutants frequented looking for any information on where the Brotherhood could be hiding out. So far, he had found nothing and was well and truly pissed off.
The fat mutant shook his head. "I…I dunno anything, I swear!"
Logan held one claw up against the mutant's throat. "Ya worked for em' Blob," he sneered, leaning closer to the terrified mutants face. "Now," he breathed next to Blob's ear. "Where is Magneto?"
Blob gulped as beads of sweat formed on his forehead. "I tell ya, ya let me go yeah?"
Logan grinned. "Sure thing blobby," he said, putting an arm round Blob's huge shoulders and leading him over to a seat. "I'll even buy ya a beer."
Magneto stood looking through the door's small window at Jimmy and Jean Gray. He smiled to himself as he observed his plan slowly unfolding before his ageing eyes.
"What about the X-Freaks?" Callisto asked from behind him, looking through the window too.
Magneto's eyes stayed focused on what was going on inside the room. "What about them my dear?"
Callisto looked visibly irritated and let out a long sigh. "This all goes down, they ain't gonna be all too happy."
Magneto grinned. "That they won't."
A moments silence passed between the two before Magneto turned round to look Callisto in the eyes. She kept his eyes uncomfortably until he spoke.
Magneto's grin broadened. "Don't worry about the X-Men," he said casually, as he removed what looked like a small remote control device from his pocket. "They're already dead," he said softly, deadly as he pressed down on a red button on the control.
"What was that?" A young green mutant asked his companion, a furry purple mutant as they walked down the X-Mansions Lobby. They had just heard a kind of ticking sound coming from somewhere but they couldn't locate where. They had just been let out of the Danger Room after the school had been declared safe again by Storm.
Suddenly there was a loud boom and the mutants screamed as the whole school seemed to shake and a strange gas filled the air.
To be continued…
Yes I know. MORE HORRIBLENESS, I really do like seeing characters suffer, I'm cruel. Okay I'm sorry this chapter wasn't as long but I've been super busy so sorry. A lot of Bobby in this chapter which I hope you like : ) I'll update soon!
