X-Men "An Unnatural Omega"
Chapter 11: Endurance of will, Part 1
Jean Kurt and Laura were getting nervous of what was about to transpire as they escorted Derrick to the waiting room while he had that same look on his face that indicated fascination like a child that had seen a movie theater for the first time. On each of their faces was a look of a mix between grief and shock at his response to what they told him.
"Jean wasn't joking when she said he wasn't right in the head". That much was clear at this point.
He was looking around at the various tools and trays along with a metal surgical tray in front of him like it was something he'd seen for only the fourth time.
It was then they sat down next to him in a chair off to the side while Jean held onto his hand on his left side while Kurt had his blue hand on Derrick's right shoulder trying to give him what council they could while they waited for Mr. Sinister to violate his privacy the way he was going to do. Kurt was wishing he would already be in hell for this.
They had dark looks on their faces that was noticed by Rogue, and kitty pride on their way outside of their rooms which were a few hallways down from his then they decided to follow to see how this would all play out, especially after Laura pulled them to the side and begged them to put their personal feelings aside and give him support, "the Laura", who was almost as brutal as logan who was no stranger to violence, and death!
You can imagine the surprise on their faces when they saw the look on her face as she asked this of them considering they were still a little upset and angry at what he did to logan and his comments to Scott who, surprisingly, softened his approach a little bit. The same Laura who he fought a just two days ago with a ferocity of nearly going feral! She looked genuinely saddened and disheartened by Derricks reaction to what they told him. Though they eyed him suspiciously as Laura leaned against the door that Mr. Sinister was going to arrive through any moment now.
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After a few quiet moments, "He", arrived. With that smile on his face.
"I'm pleased that you saw reason", he acknowledged to Derrick who turned his head to look at him. "Fortunately, I only need three samples from the subject to get conclusive results". He stated.
While he said this Laura and Jean shot him scornful looks and Kurt didn't even look up.
On Rogue and kitty's side they were starting to feel annoyed that he was playing these games with the obviously distraught trio who spoke to Derrick.
"Now, now this will only take a moment". He responded to them just then noticing that Laura who was giving him a death glare. Which made him visibly swallow in response before stepping to the side showing the medical chair with metal straps. And put prepared a suture in hand. Next to a series of containers.
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He strapped Derrick down tightly while Laura had to look away in shame that she added to this situation. He then put the needle next to his elbow after he pulled his jacket and hoodie up.
He applied a bit of pressure. Only for it to halt once it touched his skin.
He blinked as he applied a bit of pressure. Nothing happened. He applied it a bit more forcefully.
Same thing. He then noticed two things, one, something was slightly moving around under his arm and two, Derrick was slightly frowning now.
"Did I happen to mention I hate going to the doctor's office". He stated. While his eyes looked a little like they had crimson and yellow in them.
This made Mr. sinister visibly sweat as he adverted his eyes that were focusing intently on him now.
Everyone shifted nervously in their seats.
He then made a smart-ass comment that he would come to regret in a moment.
It was. "Did your mother never take you to the doctor"? He asked attempting a cruel joke that was mixed with a genuine question.
"….". Silence followed as one thought went through the three who escorted him there starting with Laura then Kurt and finally jean as they looked shocked knowing something bad was going to happen next. While Rogue and Kitty Pride shot him a glare before they noticed the others looks.
Something awakened inside of Derrick.
A low inhuman Arora escaped Derricks very being who had full blown red eyes now while a pinging sensation went off in the air as far back as the council chambers. It was so intense that they all felt light headed. Laura was visibly shaking as she felt nothing of the like before, something that caused her to be a little girl again. This feeling was pure darkness, like something dumped her at the bottom of the ocean where the crushing water was over her body.
She noticed the others were having trouble breathing as the air seemed to morph around the, well, "Air". "What, what is this", Laura gasped as she clenched her head in horror of what was happening.
Mr. Sinister was the worst off as his nose was starting to leek blood as his ears did the same while he stood there frozen. Still looking down into Derrick's crimson and yellow eyes with the needle still in hand. Rogue looked like she was going to puke as she fell out of her seat. While kitty was feeling like her skull was on fire. Clenching her head as she too fell on the knees.
At this point Mr. Sinister's skin started to bleed on several points of his body and through his suit as his eyes remained unflinching.
Then it stopped.
Everyone greedily gulped down air as they all looked up to see a slightly bloodied Mr. sinister frozen with blood running down his nose and ears.
"I've changed my mind", Derrick said as the straps busted loose when he flexed his muscles. "Screw your samples".
Mr. Sinister's eyes rolled upwards at this point.
"And screw, you, Mr. What-chya-call-it". He said with a frown as he grabbed the syringe and set it down before he stood up and walked out saying, "Sorry for the mess and the lack of air", he said to jean and the others with a bit of genuine sorrow in his voice. Just then Mr. sinister collapsed on the ground with a gasp of air as he did. "Apparently that's a touchy subject for him", he breathed out with some effort before going into shock and passing out making some spasms as he did from the lingering effects of the display of, "whatever that was".
And with that he walked out the door. Closing it with a click.
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