Disclaimer:
Yup, I stole someone else. Glorificus,
or Glory, doesn't belong to me either. She belongs to Mutant Enemy Inc. Or Joss Whedon, or whoever owns the rights to Buffy The Vampire
Slayer. Do I have to do a disclaimer
for the Sears Tower? Well, I don't own
that either. Although that would be
cool. Do you know how much money I'd
get!
Destiny
Chapter Ten
Hola! The name's Skin. Or Angelo, if you want. I'm telling this chapter. I hope mine will be a little easier to understand than Remy's. I was listening as he told it, and, Dios! was that hard to understand! I'll try to make my chapter a little more understandable. So, here we go.
Anyway, we kept walking for a while. It took us a long, long, long time to get to the tower. By the time we got there I was so tired, my skin was falling away. Which believe me, isn't a pretty picture.
We finally got to the tower. Man was that thing tall! It made the Sears Tower in Chicago look like a child's toy!
"Alright. Now we're here. How do we get inside?" Everett asked.
"Um, well. That's an excellent question." Hank replied.
"How 'bout we use the door?" Logan suggested, pointing to a person-sized hole in the wall nearby.
Beast sighed and slapped his palm to his forehead. "Of course. How dumb of me."
So we headed towards the door. Wolverine went in first, to see if anyone was there. There wasn't, and we all followed. We entered a tunnel that was so dark I couldn't see my hand when it was three inches in front of my face. The walls were so close that I could reach out and touch them on both sides.
"This is really creepy." I heard Jubilee say in the dark. "It reminds me of a haunted house I went to when I was a kid."
"But that was fake." Nightcrawler said. I glanced over to where his voice came from. His eyes glowed in the dark, casting weird shadows on his face. "If anything jumps out of the shadows at us in here, it's real, and dangerous."
"Thank you, 'Crawler." Jubilee said with obvious distaste. "That's so helpful."
"Don't worry." Wolverine called from the front of the line. "If anythin' is around, I'll smell it, and give ya a warnin'."
"You didn't smell the Killer Turkeys coming." Jubilee pointed out.
"She has you there." I said.
"Gambit tell you wha'. He'll charge a card, an' make light so you can see." Gambit suggested. A second later a card glowed with a soft purplish/yellowish light from his hand.
"Thank you, Remy." Jubilee said.
"Yes, thank you, Remy." Bobby and I teased at exactly the same instant, then broke down into peals of laughter. We looked up at Remy, and jumped back in fear, because his red eyes were glowing demonically in the light from his card. He looked very evil, until he grinned his lopsided grin and lowered the card away from his face.
"Ahh!!! Jeez, Gambit! You scared us!" I cried as Remy and Jubilee started laughing hysterically.
"That was so funny!" Jubilee managed to say.
"Children… " Storm warned. "Act your age."
"Yes mother." Bobby and I said simultaneously, laughing out loud. Storm sighed audibly and continued on, the rest of us following, still giggling.
"How did Raiden ever believe this bunch of nutcases could ever save the world?" Wolverine asked rhetorically.
"That's a very good question, my friend." Hank said as we continued on down the corridor by the light of Gambit's card.
For some reason, you measure time differently when you are in the dark, and can't see anything. But by any clock it still took a long time to get out into light. When we finally emerged into what passed as light in this dimension, we were in a huge room that looked to be about the size of a couple football fields put side by side, with a huge engraving of a dragon in a circle in the middle of the floor. There was also stairs, big wide stairs, leading up to a second floor balcony.
"You finally arrived! I was wondering if you would make it at all!" That strange chica who had been following us said. We looked around,
"Where is she?" Husk asked.
Wolverine pointed up to the second level,
"There."
: Finally: Jono said. : It's about time we got to see her:
I studied her. She was short. Not as short as Wolverine, but shorter than Remy. She had long, curly blond hair. I couldn't tell what color her eyes were from down here. And did she have a body or what! To top that all off, she was wearing a slinky red dress, that accentuated the color of her hair.
"Who are you?" Storm asked.
"I'm Glorificus. I've been waiting to see what kind of heroes Lord Raiden picked out this time." She said as she made her way down the flight of stairs. "I had hoped they would have better fashion sense. It would see my hopes were in vain."
We all looked down at the uniforms that Raiden had given us. She's got that right. I thought.
Psylocke caught on to something. "This time?"
"Oh, yeah." She came all the way down and stopped in front of us. "This happens every Generation. I try to take over Earth Realm, and he finds a bunch of Mortals to fight off my warriors." She studied us. "Although I wasn't expecting a bunch of kids. Is Earth Realm all out of adult warriors?"
We all looked at each other.
"Raiden picked us?" Monet asked.
"Yeah, girly." Glorificus said. "Raiden picks his Mortals, and I pick my warriors. Then they go at it, and if the mortals win ten straight tournaments, I don't get Earth Realm."
"And if your warriors win ten straight tournaments?" Nightcrawler asked.
"I get Earth Realm."
"What number is this?" Beast asked
"This could be the tenth that Earth Realm could win."
: Oh, great: Chamber muttered. :I bloody well knew there was gonna be a catch:
Well there you go. A nice, juicy cliffhanger, just for you. All compliments of your old pal Skin. Now get ready for Psylocke's part of the tale. Skin out.
Author's Note: That was my favorite chapter so far! Did everyone else like it? Hey, remember to review!
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