---------- An underground facility in a desert in an undisclosed location
in Nevada: Area 51---4 years later------
May,13 1999
NSA notes from: Agent John Doe
¡WARNING!
The safes containing the E-14 virus were stolen last night. It is imperative that we get them back. One of the Key Holders was murdered three nights ago and the key went missing. Yesterday, one of the people that know a combination was murdered, we can only assume for our safety that he told his murder the code. To look on the positive side, know one knows which safe the key goes to or the combination, hopefully the last key and the last combination is safe. Whoever is doing this must be stopped, there's enough of the virus in there to kill off two entire continents the size of Africa. We also must assume that whoever is doing this has inside information, we must plug that leak. ----------END-----------
June 11, 1999 3:00 PM
The Sanctuary:
Adam paced the lab, as the four mutants waited for him to continue.
"Brennan, Shalimar, I want you to work on getting that key back," Adam told them, "And Jesse I want you and Emma to find the last key and combination, after we make sure those are secure then we'll try for the safe, Eckhart can't be allowed to open them, Do you understand?"
"Got it, billions of countries billions of people, slow painful death, bad." Brennan said as if he was going of everything mentally.
"Can he cram a complex issue in a nutshell or what?" Jesse grinned halfway.
"Brennan I believe Eckhart's new head goon, for lack of a better term, either has the key on him or knows the whereabouts of it, now unfortunately I don't know who that is, but give me sometime and I can figure it out," Adam told him.
"Sure, let us know when you figure it out," Brennan said.
He stood up and started to walkout, gesturing for Shalimar to follow.
"Where are you going?" Adam asked.
"I got an idea," Brennan called back over his shoulder.
Shalimar shrugged when Adam gave her a questioning glance and followed behind Brennan. -------------END---------- Flaming Coyote: Bar
June 11, 1999 3:45 PM
Gambit sat in a nearly empty bar, he received glares from a few of the regulars. He was unsure why exactly, he figured he'd probably beat them at a few hands of poker and they lost a serious amount of money to him, or he'd slept with their girlfriend.one or the other. It didn't really matter, as long as they didn't approach him. When they came up to him, was usually when they wanted to fight, and of course, after that, not only did he take their money, or their girl, or both, but he'd kicked their ass too, solving no bodies problem. So they'd do better if they just stayed away, and glared from a distance.
In the background, from a jukebox in the corner 'I love Rock and Roll' played. The sound of the door burst open, made the words to the old song nearly inaudible for a second or two. Gambit didn't bother looking up, it was probably someone else there that was pissed at him, he order another beer.
He felt a hand clamp on his shoulder, and on instinct Gambit grabbed his wrist and twisted around and grabbed the guy's shirt and threw him on the bar. Only afterwards did he realize who it was.
" Sacre Bleu Mulwray? Dat you? Jeez, you nearly gave Ol' Remy a heart attack," Gambit said releasing him.
"So it would seem," Brennan gasped, rolling off the bar and onto his feet, still recovering from having the wind knocked out of him, and nearly the crap, beat out of him.
From behind the two Shalimar laughed a little.
"Oh real funny, Shal, next time you get his attention," Brennan muttered.
Gambit turned to face her, he looked her up and down, "Wouldn't have to do too much to get Remy's attention."
Shalimar rolled her eyes, but not the less offer him a hand, "Shalimar Fox."
"Remy Labeau, ma cher," he said taking her hand and kissing it.
Shalimar promptly pulled away her hand, "If you want to keep those teeth I wouldn't do that again."
Brennan glared at him for a split second then remember two things, Shalimar can take care of herself, and he also remembered why he was there.
"Mulwray been along time neh?" he said with a grin.
"Yeah it has, but not long enough," Brennan replied only halfway kidding, "Need you to help me out with something."
"Figures.But since I own you, What?" Remy shrugged grabbing his beer off the bar.
"I need to get a key from the GSA's new goon as Adam so nicely put it, you wanna help? Cause they ain't just gonna hand it over," Brennan asked.
"Da who?" Gambit asked taking a swig of his beer.
"The people who captured you," Brennan said rolling his eyes.
"Oh dem lovely folks," Gambit said with a slight hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Y'up, I'll explain it all to you later, but we really need to get that key," Brennan told him.
"Sure, why not? Let's have some fun neh?" Remy grinned, chugging down the rest of his beer, then dropping some money on the bar. -------------Xavier's institute for gifted children------------
June 11, 1999 9:00 PM
Logan was alone in the Rec. room shooting pool. It was pretty much silent except for the sound of pool balls cracking against one an other. He'd been back for a week now, and was still without the answers he needed.
Logan heard the door out front open, he paused and set down the pool stick. Then silently made his way out there. He searched the area but didn't find anyone, but he smelled someone. Logan extended his claws on one hand, and sniffed the air. Logan whipped around and grabbed the girl he knew would be there by the hair and slammed her into the wall and aimed his claws at her throat.
"Okay, ow jeez Logan most people say 'hi'," the girl said.
Logan's eyes widen and then he immediately released her. He recognized her immediately. She smoothed out her long dark hair.
"You tryin' to get yourself killed kid?" Logan said, but the surprise on his face was highly evident.
"Well it was on my to do list to day but I guess I can put it off until tomorrow," She smirked.
"You've changed, How you been Cori?" Logan asked, but was really scared to know the answer.
"Yes it's been four years, I hope there was change.I mean damn that would suck if I still looked 15," she said.
"I didn't mean." Logan started.
"I know jeez, relax a little I was just kidding, you know you're a hard person to find," Cori told him.
"Glad to hear it," he grinned, "What've you been up to?"
"Actually I just started working in a club as a bartender," she said.
"Really.can you even drink?" he asked her.
"Legally? Nope. But I can serve drinks and mix them," she told him, "You should stop by sometime."
May,13 1999
NSA notes from: Agent John Doe
¡WARNING!
The safes containing the E-14 virus were stolen last night. It is imperative that we get them back. One of the Key Holders was murdered three nights ago and the key went missing. Yesterday, one of the people that know a combination was murdered, we can only assume for our safety that he told his murder the code. To look on the positive side, know one knows which safe the key goes to or the combination, hopefully the last key and the last combination is safe. Whoever is doing this must be stopped, there's enough of the virus in there to kill off two entire continents the size of Africa. We also must assume that whoever is doing this has inside information, we must plug that leak. ----------END-----------
June 11, 1999 3:00 PM
The Sanctuary:
Adam paced the lab, as the four mutants waited for him to continue.
"Brennan, Shalimar, I want you to work on getting that key back," Adam told them, "And Jesse I want you and Emma to find the last key and combination, after we make sure those are secure then we'll try for the safe, Eckhart can't be allowed to open them, Do you understand?"
"Got it, billions of countries billions of people, slow painful death, bad." Brennan said as if he was going of everything mentally.
"Can he cram a complex issue in a nutshell or what?" Jesse grinned halfway.
"Brennan I believe Eckhart's new head goon, for lack of a better term, either has the key on him or knows the whereabouts of it, now unfortunately I don't know who that is, but give me sometime and I can figure it out," Adam told him.
"Sure, let us know when you figure it out," Brennan said.
He stood up and started to walkout, gesturing for Shalimar to follow.
"Where are you going?" Adam asked.
"I got an idea," Brennan called back over his shoulder.
Shalimar shrugged when Adam gave her a questioning glance and followed behind Brennan. -------------END---------- Flaming Coyote: Bar
June 11, 1999 3:45 PM
Gambit sat in a nearly empty bar, he received glares from a few of the regulars. He was unsure why exactly, he figured he'd probably beat them at a few hands of poker and they lost a serious amount of money to him, or he'd slept with their girlfriend.one or the other. It didn't really matter, as long as they didn't approach him. When they came up to him, was usually when they wanted to fight, and of course, after that, not only did he take their money, or their girl, or both, but he'd kicked their ass too, solving no bodies problem. So they'd do better if they just stayed away, and glared from a distance.
In the background, from a jukebox in the corner 'I love Rock and Roll' played. The sound of the door burst open, made the words to the old song nearly inaudible for a second or two. Gambit didn't bother looking up, it was probably someone else there that was pissed at him, he order another beer.
He felt a hand clamp on his shoulder, and on instinct Gambit grabbed his wrist and twisted around and grabbed the guy's shirt and threw him on the bar. Only afterwards did he realize who it was.
" Sacre Bleu Mulwray? Dat you? Jeez, you nearly gave Ol' Remy a heart attack," Gambit said releasing him.
"So it would seem," Brennan gasped, rolling off the bar and onto his feet, still recovering from having the wind knocked out of him, and nearly the crap, beat out of him.
From behind the two Shalimar laughed a little.
"Oh real funny, Shal, next time you get his attention," Brennan muttered.
Gambit turned to face her, he looked her up and down, "Wouldn't have to do too much to get Remy's attention."
Shalimar rolled her eyes, but not the less offer him a hand, "Shalimar Fox."
"Remy Labeau, ma cher," he said taking her hand and kissing it.
Shalimar promptly pulled away her hand, "If you want to keep those teeth I wouldn't do that again."
Brennan glared at him for a split second then remember two things, Shalimar can take care of herself, and he also remembered why he was there.
"Mulwray been along time neh?" he said with a grin.
"Yeah it has, but not long enough," Brennan replied only halfway kidding, "Need you to help me out with something."
"Figures.But since I own you, What?" Remy shrugged grabbing his beer off the bar.
"I need to get a key from the GSA's new goon as Adam so nicely put it, you wanna help? Cause they ain't just gonna hand it over," Brennan asked.
"Da who?" Gambit asked taking a swig of his beer.
"The people who captured you," Brennan said rolling his eyes.
"Oh dem lovely folks," Gambit said with a slight hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Y'up, I'll explain it all to you later, but we really need to get that key," Brennan told him.
"Sure, why not? Let's have some fun neh?" Remy grinned, chugging down the rest of his beer, then dropping some money on the bar. -------------Xavier's institute for gifted children------------
June 11, 1999 9:00 PM
Logan was alone in the Rec. room shooting pool. It was pretty much silent except for the sound of pool balls cracking against one an other. He'd been back for a week now, and was still without the answers he needed.
Logan heard the door out front open, he paused and set down the pool stick. Then silently made his way out there. He searched the area but didn't find anyone, but he smelled someone. Logan extended his claws on one hand, and sniffed the air. Logan whipped around and grabbed the girl he knew would be there by the hair and slammed her into the wall and aimed his claws at her throat.
"Okay, ow jeez Logan most people say 'hi'," the girl said.
Logan's eyes widen and then he immediately released her. He recognized her immediately. She smoothed out her long dark hair.
"You tryin' to get yourself killed kid?" Logan said, but the surprise on his face was highly evident.
"Well it was on my to do list to day but I guess I can put it off until tomorrow," She smirked.
"You've changed, How you been Cori?" Logan asked, but was really scared to know the answer.
"Yes it's been four years, I hope there was change.I mean damn that would suck if I still looked 15," she said.
"I didn't mean." Logan started.
"I know jeez, relax a little I was just kidding, you know you're a hard person to find," Cori told him.
"Glad to hear it," he grinned, "What've you been up to?"
"Actually I just started working in a club as a bartender," she said.
"Really.can you even drink?" he asked her.
"Legally? Nope. But I can serve drinks and mix them," she told him, "You should stop by sometime."