Author's Note:
So, here's the chapter! Please review and tell me what you think. I have the story planned out for about ten more chapters, but after that I need more plot ideas.
And here's the story!
Sam's POV:"No!" I screamed. I wouldn't let Douglas be turned into a mindless slave of Frost. Having Logan hate me was enough to break my heart, if my best friend did too… I just couldn't let that happen. I lunged out at Frost angrily, smashing her into a wall with my telekinesis. She jumped back up, but didn't do anything. I knew she was trying to get into Douglas's mind, and I knew what I had to do. I would take a lot of willpower, but I could protect Douglas.
Douglas! I reached out to his mind. It was dormant, and I got no response. I plunged into Douglas's head, trying to ignore all his thoughts. I erected strong barriers so that no one could control him. Satisfied, I withdrew from his mind, and quickly turned to face Frost. "You can't control him now." I said fiercely.
She smiled, and I felt a burst of fear. "That was never my plan, you fool." She laughed, and retreated out the door. "Have fun, Sabretooth."
I whirled around, and saw a hulking creature staring at me with black eyes. He had golden fur all over his face, and two sharp fangs.
"Hello." He said. "I'm supposed to kill you."
There was a chair in the corner, and I telekinetically lifted it so it was hovering behind Sabretooth. "Hey," I said. "Look up."
Sabretooth looked up, and grunted in surprise. "It's floating." He mumbled.
"Not for long." I let the chair fall, and it landed on Sabretooth's face. He roared, and tossed it away.
The next couple of minutes consisted of mentally tossing furniture around at the mutant. I was very careful not to let anything hit Douglas, who was still lying on the ground. I hoped he would wake up soon.
"Argh!" Sabretooth bellowed. I had launched a table at his head, and now he was lying on the floor, unconscious. I was exhausted. I had already used up a lot of energy protecting Douglas from Frost, and now I had just levitated about two tons worth of household items. I almost collapsed, but then I heard another voice.
"You weren't supposed to defeat him, but since you did, I'll have to capture you." It was Toad. He sprung at me, and I didn't react. My brain was too tired. Toad was about to tackle me, and there was no way I could stop him.
Then a roaring Griffin slashed out at Toad with his claws. Toad hit the wall, and slid to the ground, unconscious. Douglas turned to me, and for an instant I was terrified to look into his eyes. What if I had failed? What if Douglas was being controlled by Frost? I forced myself to look, and smiled. Douglas didn't have black eyes. He was still my friend.
I reached out, and pulled Douglas to me. I hugged him, so glad that I hadn't lost my best friend. His wings curled around me, and he whispered, "You're okay."
Then we were tossed backward by Toad. He wasn't unconscious, after all. Douglas lashed out at him, but Toad shot a gooey green liquid at him that bound his claws and wings to him. Then Toad whacked me on the head, hard. I fell to the ground, fainting. And this time I wasn't having a flashback.
Author's Note:
To Risika:
Yes, I know Pyro usually works with Magneto, not Frost. But all will be explained... later. And I'm glad you want to help Sam. She needs all the help she can get. Especially with what's coming next.. DUN DUN DUN!
Review, please!