Gaea woke up inside a chair where she was strapped
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I'm really sorry, but I just realized that I left out a whole huge fight
with an enemy. Please don't flame me, I did put it in.
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Jean1-Thenkyu. I tried to
ake Diane as interesting as I could
Gaea woke up inside a chair where she
was strapped. She attempted to wiggle her cut-off arms, but she couldn't
budge. She had a nasty feeling that she couldn't use her powers either.
She turned her head. The others, all in a line, all in their costumes,
were held similarly, and Cyclops had a ruby-quartz mask over his face.
She saw the others beginning to stir. Nightcrawler opened his eyes next.
"Caer tywy fincayra." she hissed under
her breath. She watched as Nightcrawler tried to 'port, but couldn't. The
others were stirring now, and Diane continued to utter a continuous stream
of a fluent and beautiful language. "Vedwyd cayredd myrdinn, gwynedd wyydfa."
Nightcrawler was dismayed. He couldn't
even move. Couldn't port, couldn't anything. He turned to peer at Gaea,
who was muttering in some strange language. "Fraulin?" he asked, puzzled.
"Gododin catann hud lledrith wyddan
bellawn wen cabri dravia fincayra dagda gawr." Gaea muttered. She turned
to Nightcrawler. "Old Celtic." she explained. She didn't tell him it was
a muttered and continuous stream of curses at their captor.
Nightcrawler shrugged. "You casting
a spell?" he asks.
"Rhita emyrs branwen llyr!" she snapped
back at him. Then, once everyone was awake, a large screen in front of
them lit up. It was a man with a hooknose and a dazzling smile. He was
wearing a robinhood's cap with a pheasant's feather in it. He was carrying
a pipe.
"Good evening, my
guests. I am The Piper. I can create moods and feelings through the music
of my pipe. I simply captured you because I wanted to see what you could
do. If you can escape my trap, then I will set you free and never bother
you again, but if you don't…what can I say? I can create death with my
pipe. Any questions before I release you into the trap I have made?"
No one had any. "Gwent brycheiniog
powys fadog vedwyd." Gaea snapped at the screen with their offending captor
on it.
"Tsk, tsk, young
lady. Watch your mouth!" then the screen
went blank, and the locks on their chairs clipped free. Everyone jumped
to their feet. They all looked at each other, and Cyclops took off the
mask and slipped on his emergency visor. They all looked over each other,
asking if everyone was alright. Suddenly the floors dropped out from under
their feet, and they all fell into pits.
As Gaea fell and she considered stopping
in midair and floating back up to the top, when she saw a bright flare
as the room where they had been collapsed, locking them all down under
the rubble and in the pits. There really was no point in going up there
now, she couldn't move all that rubble without the help of the others and
their powers. But she forgot everything else as soon as she looked around
the room where she had fallen. It was empty. A featureless sphere of white.
Diane's pulse quickened, but nothing came at her like in the danger room.
Something seemed to swallow her, and she curled up on the floor…or at least
she thought it was the floor…
Nightcrawler fell. He reached out around
him for a handhold or a wall to grip, but he felt nothing. He looked up
as the ceiling collapsed, and then down. He landed on his feet in a room
like a fishbowl. It had smooth, frictionless sides, and he couldn't climb
up, or stick to the ceiling. He had not idea where he was, so he couldn't
'port out. He looked around quickly, sizing up everything. He was about
to blind 'port, when something clicked. He whirled…
As Kitty fell she phased so that whatever
she hit wouldn't hurt her. She landed in a huge forest. She slipped through
trees and rocks, until she landed. The she stood up. The forest was gorgeous.
The light shone through the misty trees and made a green halo around her.
When she looked up, she didn't see the top of the pit she'd fallen into.
As Storm fell, she teased a tiny wind
so that she could float harmlessly to the floor. However, she never landed
on a floor. She ended up in the middle of the worst storm she had ever
seen in her life. It raged completely out of control around, stray wind
picking her up and tossing her against a wall, where she thudded heavily.
She raised her power, trying to control the monster hurricane, but it wouldn't
bend to her will. She was thrown around the room by the rogue winds, as
she tried to think. She couldn't control it, and if it kept this up, it
would bash her into little pieces…
Colossus turned to his armored form
as he fell so that he wouldn't be injured when he landed. He didn't land.
He was in some kind of anti-grav chamber. He couldn't stand, he could only
tumble through space. He couldn't concentrate when he was tumbling free,
and he definitely didn't know what to smash to get him out of this…
Cyclops landed with a thud. He was
in a dark and damp cave. He ventured deeper, down one twisting turn, and
then through another. He caught a glint of metal as he headed down deeper
into the earth. Suddenly he broke into a huge cavern that was positively
covered with mirrors. A mirrored door slammed behind him. There was something
funny about these mirrors…
Wolverine landed with a thump. He instinctively
extended his claws. He looked around the room. Where was he? He was on
a blank plain, heading as far as the eye could see. Something was funny
about his. He knew there were walls somewhere. He tried to put his finger...or
claw…on what was wrong, but he couldn't touch on it…
Diane was completely helpless. She
was curled in a ball, something she didn't understand kept gnawing at her.
She whimpered…
Nightcrawler stared. A door that he
hadn't seen opened. In came a giant mechanical bear. He ported away from
it, but it simply turned around and headed for him again. He knew he couldn't
'port away for ever, and he really didn't have any protection from it…
Kitty started into the forest with
a shrug. She walked for a while, wondering at the beauty. She was so wrapped
up in it, she didn't hear the clicking of pincers above her head. She only
noticed when something huge, hairy, and many-legged leaped in front of
her. She screamed…
Storm slammed into another wall, she
kept trying to use her power to control the storm, but it was made by man,
and was controlled by machines. It wasn't real weather, so she her power
had no effect…
Colossus struck out around him with
armored fists. He hit something solid, but then he floated away again.
There were walls here! He floated around again, his hands out in
front of him, looking for the wall again.
Cyclops looked frowning at all the
reflections of him. He decided to try something. He fired one of his optic
blasts. He ducked. Now her knew what was wrong with the mirrors.
They had ruby quartz in them, so they only reflected his blasts. The ruby
red energy bounces around the room endlessly. Cyclops knew that he'd better
not fire anymore, or he'd have too many to dodge…
Wolverine was still in the plain, where
nothing seemed to be attacking him. He still tried to picture what was
troubling. Then he noticed something that made his hair stand on end. The
whole room had absolutely no smell. He couldn't find the walls if
he couldn't smell…
Diane was still curled in a ball, in
her smooth white tomb. She understood now, the feeling of was of a gut
wrenching, heart stopping, painful loneliness. And she had no way of pushing
it away. The empty space merely reminded her that she had no friends, no
help, nobody, all alone…
Nightcrawler had to do it. He had to
blind 'port out of there. He couldn't port away from the mechanical bear
forever. Hoping for the best, he 'ported to the opposite side of the room
from the bear. Then he fixed a image of white…
Kitty's scream faded into the uncaring
and yet still beautiful forest. She phased at the same moment, so the pincers
that reached for her went right through her body. She backed away from
the giant spider, another scream edging it's way out of her throat…
Storm decided that the way to get out
of here was not to control the storm, but to hold it at bay. She
created a fierce wind that blew the storm away from her. She found one
of the metal walls of her tomb. She fired bolt after bolt of lightning
into it, hoping it would melt it before the other storm burst past her
wind…
Colossus turned his head. Something
in the gray was brighter. A wall! It was glowing with light, electricity
was crackling over it's surface. STORM! Since the electricity didn't
affect his armored form, he waited impatiently to float over to the crackling
surface of the wall…
Cyclops ran the possibilities of the
mirrored room over in his mind, ducking every once and a while as his first
ruby blast bounced around him. He examined the bolt, watching and calculating
the mirrors it bounced off. He noticed, after a few rounds of bouncing,
that there was one mirror that it didn't bounce off of…
Wolverine stood in the middle of the
field. He cocked his head. He though he'd heard a scream. There! He listened
again. Another! He ran in the direction of the sound, until he crashed
into a wall that he hadn't seen…
Gaea lay there, hoping, wishing that
someone, anyone, would come and get her out of this white, lonely room…
Nightcrawler ported. He screamed, then
reappeared in a completely white sphere. Where was he? When he'd done that
before, he'd ended up outside…
Kitty heard a thump behind her, but
she was too busy dodging the killer spider to notice. She always danced
just out of it's reach, phasing and running though it every time it cornered
her against a tree…
Storm could feel her wind weakening,
her lightning was growing weaker, and the wall wasn't melting. She continued
to pour herself into holding the storm and creating bright lightning bolts…
Colossus could see that the lightning
on the wall was dimming. He had to get there fast, before it disappeared
and he didn't know where the wall was anymore. As he got closer, her heard
a roaring on the other side of the wall…
Seeing his chance, Cyclops dashed forward
towards the one mirror the bolt never bounced off of. He came up to it,
panting slightly. Then he stopped to rest, knowing he was safe here…
Wolverine allowed himself a smile as
he pushed his claws out. He felt along the wall to make sure there was
no door or something. Then he held his hand back, ready to punch through
the wall…
Gaea lay on the floor. She thought
she heard something, but it was just her imagination, telling her there
was someone here so she wouldn't be lonely anymore…
Nightcrawler gasped. Gaea was on the
floor, bunched up as though hurt. He crawled down the wall to her side,
all the while wondering how in the heck he got here…
Kitty dodged and ducked. Suddenly her
back slammed into a wall. She couldn't move now. The monster closed in
for the kill…
Storm's wind was weakening by the minute.
She could feel the wind of the rogue storm starting to whip her again,
but she continued to send bright bolts into the wall. She heard someone
on the other side of the wall…
Colossus, ignoring the lightning rippling
across the surface of the wall, smashed a whole in it. A fierce wind whipped
into the room where he floated. All of a sudden, he collapsed to the floor.
He'd destroyed the anti-grav…
Cyclops felt the mirror, looking for
clues as to how he could get out. Suddenly he began to stare into the glass.
Yes, this one was different. There was no faintly red tinge to it,
like all the others. It didn't have ruby quartz in it! he could punch a
whole out of the building. He flipped a switch on his glasses, and the
glass shattered, along with the wall behind it. He stepped into the room
beyond…
Wolverine slammed a whole though the
wall…straight into Kitty. At the same time, a ruby optic blast burst out
of the wall behind him. He managed to duck as the blast went straight where
his claws had just ripped a hole…
Gaea looked up, gasping in surprise.
She had heard something. It was Nightcrawler! She yelled something
unintelligible, and grabbed him. "Are you real?" she asked. Without
waiting for answer, she kissed him as hard as she could, sorry for anything
mean she had said to him, anytime.
Nightcrawler gasped. "I could say the
same for you leibling." he said when she was quite finished. He hugged
her tightly. "But I'd say I'm real enough, judging by the pain of 'porting
blind."
Kitty -luckily- happened to be phasing
as the pincers of the spider, the claws of Wolverine, and Cyclops's optic
blast had crashed through her. Luckily they killed the monster though.
She could hear more in the forest, and, gasping, she scrambled though the
hole, too tired to phase.
Storm gasped and flung herself through
the hole just as her wind petered to nothing. She fell, almost fainting,
into the arms of Colossus.
Colossus carefully caught Storm. He
set her onto the gray floor, and bent the metal back as best he could so
the wind didn't howl quite as loud in the room.
Cyclops caught Kitty. "What was that?"
He asked. He didn't wait. "We've got to find the others. I'll just…" he
fired once, and a sizzling whole appeared in what seemed to be empty space.
There was a white room beyond.
Wolverine grumbled something, and headed
for the new hole. There were two people in there. He identified them as
Nightcrawler and Gaea. "YO! Misfit! Shorty! Over here!"
Gaea gasped something against Nightcrawler's
fur. Nightcrawler nodded, and picked her up, because, between the two of
them, he was sure her legs wouldn't walk her. Wolverine looked worried
despite himself.
"You alright?" he asked Gaea. Gaea
nodded, but refused to let go of Nightcrawler. Cyclops nodded.
"We're only missing Storm and Colossus.
Let me try this again." He switches his glasses and fired a steady, piercing
a line all around the circular room. "There!" he yelled, pointing to a
gray room somewhere in the distance. Wolverine nodded.
"It's them. COLOSSUS!" he yelled, and
the armored form ran towards them, holding an unconscious Storm in his
arms.
Cyclops didn't look happy. "That's
three of our fighting team down!" Suddenly The Piper's voice echoed around
the chamber.
"Very
good, X-men. Now for the group effort."
All of a sudden, a bunch of robots
with spears came running from the torn walls. Gaea was huddled along the
wall, biting her hands and protecting her unconscious friends. She watched
as they fought. Cyclops blasted one robot after another, but they were
only replaced. The same with Wolverine slashing, and Colossus smashing.
Nightcrawler really wasn't much help in a fight with robots. He was knocked
out, and a robot help his spear up, about to stab him. Gaea yelled in defiance
of her life-debtor. She held up her hands, and, to her surprise, as well
as everyone else's, he began to dematerialize. He rematerialized behind
her with her other resting friends. It was then she noticed she hadn't
moved his clothes. Her hears turned a fiery red as the robot prodded his
empty suit, confused. Then Diane started to glow. She was the only one
of the X-men who had not had her powers drained. She held up her hands
and began to throw bolts of pure power. It melted the robots. Soon they
began to dwindle. She threw a few more bolts before solidifying the air
underneath everyone, and lifting the whole thing. The robots below wave
their spears. She rose them right out of the ground, and they found themselves
outside a concert hall with a large banner advertising THE
great Piper. Once above ground, she collapsed
against Nightcrawler, her power drained. "Lledra, druma…" she drifted off
into unconsciousness.
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