I can't believe it. I just finish Chapter 6 and I immediately start
working on Chapter 7. *shakes head* So sad. Oh well. I's going to get
this done even if it kills me!!
Chapter 7
By: Bladefire
"Those Jerks!!" Whitewing swore, "They distracted us and grabbed Amanda! If they wanted telepaths why didn't they try to grab us all?"
No one had an answer. It was an hour or two after the fight and the X-men were all gathered in the Professor's office.
"Maybe they're trying to take you one at a time. An all out attack didn't work last time." Scott suggested.
"I'm inclined to agree." The Professor stated rather calmly.
"But that's not the point now! What do we do to get Amanda back?" Ken asked.
"Nothing until she uses her powers. I can only trace her by her power signature." Xavier said with regret, "And I'm afraid even that might not work since you four, for some reason, can't be read. I haven't ever been able to capture a glimpse of what you're thinking."
Whitewing slumped into his chair, "We're never going to find her. Amanda's practically sworn of using her telepathy and I don't think she'll be able to use it anyway. Her mental shield is in ruins. The only way is if she uses one of her other powers."
"What about the telekinesis? That's her main gift!" Draco protested.
Whitewing shrugged, "I don't know. Amanda gets really weird when she's in trouble. I've accidentally wandered around her mind once and it's not a comfortable place to be."
Professor Xavier looked at Whitewing curiously, "How so?"
"Amanda had family problems that forced her to move out. My life looks like a cakewalk compared to hers. But if she's in a tough situation she'll either wither away or tear the apart the enemy like he were a rag doll."
Draco and Ken nodded,
"That's what we feel when we're around her. Sometimes we used to share our thoughts, it was easier to deal with pain that way. But Amanda held a lot back. Like she didn't want to burden us." Ken said softly.
"Very well. I shall work with Cerebro and you all should get some rest. As soon as I find out anything I'll tell you."
Reluctantly and with more than a few protests they filed out of the room leaving Logan and Xavier alone.
"I wish Storm had stayed around instead of leaving to visit family. We could really use her help in dealing with the children." Xavier said thoughtfully.
"They aren't children Charles. You know that. They've got to grow up sometime and now's as good a time as any."
"You're right my friend. But I wish you weren't." Professor X said as he rolled his wheel chair to the door, "I don't know what we'll find with Amanda and I not sure I want to."
Amanda woke up with a splitting headache. Chains rattled as she moved a hand to her head. But it wasn't so much the physical pain as the mental. All the voices, each throwing itself at her mind in pain and sorrow. She blocked them the best she could and attempted to open her eyes. Thankfully wherever she was, was dark. Her eyes easily picked out the shape of someone sitting next to her.
"Well, it's about time you woke up. I was beginning to think that Sabertooth had hit you to hard." Came a masculine voice.
Amanda glared at the figure beside her, "Who are you? Where am I?"
"My name is Skyler and you're my guest here." The man said in amusement.
"Guests don't wear chains." Amanda snapped.
Skyler laughed, "A mere technicality."
This guy's crazy, Amanda thought as she tugged at the chains on her wrists.
"Ah, no trying to get away." Skyler warned, "The Master gave me instructions, that in his absence all telepaths were to be taken captive."
"The Master? Why telepaths?" Amanda demanded, she gave up trying to break the chains and instead tried to keep her shield up. It was weakening by the minute.
"Yes, Magneto the Master and he needs the telepaths to take control of the world. Isn't that a worthy goal? It would mean a better life for mutants."
"Sorry to disappoint you, but my telepathy isn't that strong." Amanda said, "It's only my secondary gift."
"Doesn't matter. The Master said all." For some reason the man started giggling.
"What's so funny?" Amanda growled.
"The Master said that if I should find four bound telepaths that I should contact him. But how does one contact the dead?" Skyler giggled insanely.
"How many telepaths have you captured?" Amanda asked, trying to ignore the man's insane laughter.
"10, 11, 15. I don't really know."
"What are you doing with them now?" Amanda looked around the room looking for a way out.
"Nothing. They are all in rooms like this. Some chained, others not." He said cheerfully.
They're all going insane. Amanda realized. They can't handle it. The untrained ones are going insane from the voices and the trained ones are picking up things from the untrained ones. Another wave of physic pain crashed against her shields and she gasped in pain.
"It's not that bad." Skyler pouted, misunderstanding the cause of Amanda's pain.
Amanda said nothing; she just concentrated on breathing to make the pain go away.
"Well fine, if you don't like my company I'll just leave." The childish man stood and Amanda realized this was her chance. Ruthlessly, she shoved away the pain and focused on changing her shape. As a cat she slipped off the bed and silently followed Skyler. A door opened and Amanda snuck out and immediately hid in the shadows. Skyler locked the door behind him. As he passed through the light Amanda saw blonde hair and a childish face twisted in a sadistic grin. She shivered and ran down the hall as far away from Skyler as possible.
Amanda heard a door open and close and looked up from her spot under on of the long drapes in the hall. The place where they held her turned out to be an old broken down mansion. She watched as a man pushed a trolley down the hall. He opened the doors, left food for whoever was inside and then left. Amanda waited until the man was actually in another room before sneaking in and hiding under a dresser. The man left the tray of food on a table and left. Locking the door behind.
Amanda waited and saw a young woman walk to the table. The short, brown haired woman sat and lifted the top of the try to reveal a plate with bacon, eggs, toast, milk and orange juice.
"You can come out. There are no surveillance cameras in here and I won't hurt you." Came the soft voice.
Slowly Amanda crept out from under the dresser. She walked into the middle of the room before returning to her normal form.
"How did you know?" Amanda asked.
"I have an enhanced sense of smell as well as telepathy. Please sit down. My name is Darlene. Who are you?"
"The name's Amanda, but my friends think it's funny to call me Catseye."
Darlene giggled.
Amanda rolled her eyes. She was about to speak when the shields shook at another wave of pain hit them. She fell to her knees. She was away of Darlene rushing to her side.
"Are you alright?" She asked anxiously.
"I'm fine." Amanda ground out, "How do you stand all this pain?"
"I haven't been here long enough for it to start effecting me. My mental shields are all intact."
"Then do me a favour," Amanda said through gritted teeth, "Send out a call for Whitewing, Draco or Ken. If you can't reach them try Charles Xavier."
"Why can't you?" The young woman looked worried.
"Just do it." Amanda snapped.
Darlene nodded and closed her eyes and sent out the call.
To be continued…
*screams in frustration* I can't seem to remember why I started this thing. It's evil!! Stupid Draco for making me write it. That girl is down right scary when she wants to be!! Anyway, please excuse typos. I'm not perfect I can't catch them all.
Chapter 7
By: Bladefire
"Those Jerks!!" Whitewing swore, "They distracted us and grabbed Amanda! If they wanted telepaths why didn't they try to grab us all?"
No one had an answer. It was an hour or two after the fight and the X-men were all gathered in the Professor's office.
"Maybe they're trying to take you one at a time. An all out attack didn't work last time." Scott suggested.
"I'm inclined to agree." The Professor stated rather calmly.
"But that's not the point now! What do we do to get Amanda back?" Ken asked.
"Nothing until she uses her powers. I can only trace her by her power signature." Xavier said with regret, "And I'm afraid even that might not work since you four, for some reason, can't be read. I haven't ever been able to capture a glimpse of what you're thinking."
Whitewing slumped into his chair, "We're never going to find her. Amanda's practically sworn of using her telepathy and I don't think she'll be able to use it anyway. Her mental shield is in ruins. The only way is if she uses one of her other powers."
"What about the telekinesis? That's her main gift!" Draco protested.
Whitewing shrugged, "I don't know. Amanda gets really weird when she's in trouble. I've accidentally wandered around her mind once and it's not a comfortable place to be."
Professor Xavier looked at Whitewing curiously, "How so?"
"Amanda had family problems that forced her to move out. My life looks like a cakewalk compared to hers. But if she's in a tough situation she'll either wither away or tear the apart the enemy like he were a rag doll."
Draco and Ken nodded,
"That's what we feel when we're around her. Sometimes we used to share our thoughts, it was easier to deal with pain that way. But Amanda held a lot back. Like she didn't want to burden us." Ken said softly.
"Very well. I shall work with Cerebro and you all should get some rest. As soon as I find out anything I'll tell you."
Reluctantly and with more than a few protests they filed out of the room leaving Logan and Xavier alone.
"I wish Storm had stayed around instead of leaving to visit family. We could really use her help in dealing with the children." Xavier said thoughtfully.
"They aren't children Charles. You know that. They've got to grow up sometime and now's as good a time as any."
"You're right my friend. But I wish you weren't." Professor X said as he rolled his wheel chair to the door, "I don't know what we'll find with Amanda and I not sure I want to."
Amanda woke up with a splitting headache. Chains rattled as she moved a hand to her head. But it wasn't so much the physical pain as the mental. All the voices, each throwing itself at her mind in pain and sorrow. She blocked them the best she could and attempted to open her eyes. Thankfully wherever she was, was dark. Her eyes easily picked out the shape of someone sitting next to her.
"Well, it's about time you woke up. I was beginning to think that Sabertooth had hit you to hard." Came a masculine voice.
Amanda glared at the figure beside her, "Who are you? Where am I?"
"My name is Skyler and you're my guest here." The man said in amusement.
"Guests don't wear chains." Amanda snapped.
Skyler laughed, "A mere technicality."
This guy's crazy, Amanda thought as she tugged at the chains on her wrists.
"Ah, no trying to get away." Skyler warned, "The Master gave me instructions, that in his absence all telepaths were to be taken captive."
"The Master? Why telepaths?" Amanda demanded, she gave up trying to break the chains and instead tried to keep her shield up. It was weakening by the minute.
"Yes, Magneto the Master and he needs the telepaths to take control of the world. Isn't that a worthy goal? It would mean a better life for mutants."
"Sorry to disappoint you, but my telepathy isn't that strong." Amanda said, "It's only my secondary gift."
"Doesn't matter. The Master said all." For some reason the man started giggling.
"What's so funny?" Amanda growled.
"The Master said that if I should find four bound telepaths that I should contact him. But how does one contact the dead?" Skyler giggled insanely.
"How many telepaths have you captured?" Amanda asked, trying to ignore the man's insane laughter.
"10, 11, 15. I don't really know."
"What are you doing with them now?" Amanda looked around the room looking for a way out.
"Nothing. They are all in rooms like this. Some chained, others not." He said cheerfully.
They're all going insane. Amanda realized. They can't handle it. The untrained ones are going insane from the voices and the trained ones are picking up things from the untrained ones. Another wave of physic pain crashed against her shields and she gasped in pain.
"It's not that bad." Skyler pouted, misunderstanding the cause of Amanda's pain.
Amanda said nothing; she just concentrated on breathing to make the pain go away.
"Well fine, if you don't like my company I'll just leave." The childish man stood and Amanda realized this was her chance. Ruthlessly, she shoved away the pain and focused on changing her shape. As a cat she slipped off the bed and silently followed Skyler. A door opened and Amanda snuck out and immediately hid in the shadows. Skyler locked the door behind him. As he passed through the light Amanda saw blonde hair and a childish face twisted in a sadistic grin. She shivered and ran down the hall as far away from Skyler as possible.
Amanda heard a door open and close and looked up from her spot under on of the long drapes in the hall. The place where they held her turned out to be an old broken down mansion. She watched as a man pushed a trolley down the hall. He opened the doors, left food for whoever was inside and then left. Amanda waited until the man was actually in another room before sneaking in and hiding under a dresser. The man left the tray of food on a table and left. Locking the door behind.
Amanda waited and saw a young woman walk to the table. The short, brown haired woman sat and lifted the top of the try to reveal a plate with bacon, eggs, toast, milk and orange juice.
"You can come out. There are no surveillance cameras in here and I won't hurt you." Came the soft voice.
Slowly Amanda crept out from under the dresser. She walked into the middle of the room before returning to her normal form.
"How did you know?" Amanda asked.
"I have an enhanced sense of smell as well as telepathy. Please sit down. My name is Darlene. Who are you?"
"The name's Amanda, but my friends think it's funny to call me Catseye."
Darlene giggled.
Amanda rolled her eyes. She was about to speak when the shields shook at another wave of pain hit them. She fell to her knees. She was away of Darlene rushing to her side.
"Are you alright?" She asked anxiously.
"I'm fine." Amanda ground out, "How do you stand all this pain?"
"I haven't been here long enough for it to start effecting me. My mental shields are all intact."
"Then do me a favour," Amanda said through gritted teeth, "Send out a call for Whitewing, Draco or Ken. If you can't reach them try Charles Xavier."
"Why can't you?" The young woman looked worried.
"Just do it." Amanda snapped.
Darlene nodded and closed her eyes and sent out the call.
To be continued…
*screams in frustration* I can't seem to remember why I started this thing. It's evil!! Stupid Draco for making me write it. That girl is down right scary when she wants to be!! Anyway, please excuse typos. I'm not perfect I can't catch them all.