The next part. It's not as good as the first, but it's also 3:30 am. Enjoy. If you think a rewrite would be better, or if you think I should just forget the whole idea. or if you think I should continue (next chapter: July 22, 2014-the kids are all grown-up), then review and tell me. Thanks!


Part 2: The Experiments

October 19, 2000:

Oklahoma City, Oklahoma

Sabretooth paced the room nervously. He knew of a group of mutants, calling themselves the Master's Of Vengence. They were basically a kiddie hero-wannabe group, he thought, easily taken down. They basically dealt with the oppression or violence against fellow mutants, and humans, in their own hometown and surrounding area's. They were a fairly poor group, with little funds, and ranged in age from 13 to 19. The leader was a 17 year old Louisiana native by the name of Clive Juveau. He was known as "Gator" when fighting, as his abilities were similar to that of an alligator. His pupils were slits, as opposed to round, and his hair was naturally a dark green colour. His muscles were denser than a normal humans, and his fingernails were more like claws than anything. He was extremely muscular, especially considering his age, but of an average height. He had speed on his side, and was quite intelligent, but lacked real experiance, like the rest of their little "club", as Sabretooth refered to it. However, Clive wasn't the one Sabretooth was interested in.

The second oldest, 19 year old Maxwell "Trippy" Lewis had the mutant ability to create any kind of drug inside his system. He merely thought about what effect he wanted it to produce, and drain it out of one of his fingers on either hand. He basically could drain it out anywhere, but his fingertips seemd the most convenient. He sold it, and used the profits for the rent, utilities, and any other neccessities needed for the Masters Of Vengence. Sabretooth was one of his clients.

Sinister had left Sabretooth in charge of the Oklahoma lab, with specific instructions to watch out for his experiments. Three in particular were stored in the Oklahoma lab. Right before he left, Sinister warned Sabretooth to not do any dealings with the Master's Of Vengence drug squad, at least not until he got back. Unfortunately, Sabretooth wasn't very good at listening. As soon as Sinister had left, Sabretooth had called Clive and ordered some of the drug "Trippy" simply deemed 'Happy' and a little of what was refered to as 'Anger'... simply named, yes, but the effects were unparalleled-they did pretty much exactly as the name implied. Normally they met at a truck stop, or another public place, but not today; although Sabretooth wasn't very smart, he wasn't stupid-he knew that if he left the lab and anything happened, or if Sinister came back and he was gone, that he was dead-literally. Therefore, he asked for a delivery.

"Whadda ya say, kid? I'll pay ya extra. Look, my boss won't let me leave, and I'm fuckin' dyin' fer some of that 'Happy'. C'mon, I probably kept ya in business fer years now! Like I said, I'll pay ya extra. I know yer needin' the money." That was the closest he came to sucking up and begging. Despite the organic nature of the drugs, they were more addictive than anything he'd ever seen.

There was a pause on the other end, and Sabretooth feared he would say no. But, at last, he said, "Sure. Give me th' address, and I'll send three a us to get it to ya. Alright?"

Sabretooth gave him the address and waited for them to show up.

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*knock knock*

"Who is it?"

"Who do ya think? Open up." Sabretooth opened the door to let Clive in, along with a small blonde, curly haired, light-blue-eyed boy on a dragon that measured out to about 7 feet long, not counting the tail, and about 3 feet high, and a female with pointed teeth, bright green eyes, and black shoulder-length hair.

"Hello, Clive." Sabretooth said to the green haired boy. "Who're yer little friends?" At first Clive looked angry at once again being called a child by this beast, but merely stated their names. "This here is Morgan," he said, pointing to the girl, "and this is Toby and his dragon, Lucy."

Sabretooth invited them in to have a seat while he got his money together. He left them in the lobby of the building, and went to his quarters upstairs to retrieve his money. Shortly after he left, a small boy, about the age of 3, approached the 4 beings. At first they didn't notice him, but as he approached closer, Lucy picked up his scent and turned her head, alerting the others to the extra presence in the room. They all turned to see the small boy was thin and looked underfed. His head was shaved, and ZeyfPO2-4i94 was tatooed on the back of his head. His eyes were red and black, and seemed to have an eerie glow to them, but he seemed harmless overall.

Clive smiled to him, and silently motioned for him to come closer. The boy came within a few feet of the dragon and asked, "Can I pet?" Toby grinned and nodded his head. "I don't see why ya couldn't, kid."

The small boy's face lit up, and he started petting Lucy, who seemed to like the attention. Eventually, 2 more young children appeared. One was a black haired little boy, around 5 or 6, with large, pointed ears and large eyes. The other was a short, but bulky girl around 7. At first she appeared to be overweight, but upon closer examination they all realized she was very muscular. Her eyes were a glowing yellow color, and her skin was tinted blue. When she smiled, they noticed she had pointed teeth as well, and her blonde hair was similar to that of their client Sabretooth's. Clive assumed she was their client's daughter. The three Master's Of Vengence began talking to the three young children before them, and were instantly horrified by what they were told.

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"Where the hell is my money?" Sabretooth bellowed to himself. He pulled out drawer after drawer, desparately seeking some money. He was craving 'Happy' now more than ever. It had been about 5 minutes since he'd left the kids down in the lobby. He had only found about $20, and wasn't having any luck finding any more money in his room, so he moved on to Mystique's room. He'd pay her back-eventually-but this was an emergency. He needed money NOW.

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"They do 'speriment's on us," the boy with the shaved head told them. He lifted his plain black t-shirt to reveal long scars across his stomach and chest. They then noticed the small scars, almost like wrinkles had the child not been so young, on his face and head. He had a few fresh cuts criss-crossing with the healed wounds on his stomach. He had a black eye and busted lip, and when asked about it he stated that he had fixed "Mr. Creed" his dinner wrong and was punished. The other 2 children had similar stories. They had no mother's or father's (although they strongly suspected the girl to belong to 'Mr. Creed'), and seemed to have no emotional attatchments to anyone. They kids hardly understood what the visitors meant by "family" and "play". Clive had a dreadful feeling in the pit of his stomach, and turned to the other 3 in his group.

"We can't leave 'em here. I jus' couldn't live with m'self if we did." Lucy spoke telepathically to the group. *Toby and I should take them to the van. Tell them they're going on a trip. When Sabretooth comes back, if he asked where we went, tell him...* Lucy shook her head before she continued. She was a very intelligent dragon, but, as a dragon, people apparently thought she was more like a dog than a thinking being. *Tell him that Toby took me out to... urinate.* She looked embarressed by the role she would have to play, as the mindless pet who didn't have any bladder control to speak of. But she knew it was neccessary. The group nodded. "We gotta do this quick, 'fore he comes back though." Clive said, then turned to the children. "Hey, ya'll... how'd ya like ta go on a nice vacation with us? Just follow Toby and Lucy. You wanna play with Lucy?" The three children all brightened up and smiled, and nodded their heads excitedly. They'd never left the lab that they could remember, unless
they'd been unconscious or a baby. A trip with the pretty, slick, scaley dragon... it was their dream come true!

"Alright, then. Now, ya'll hurry up now. We'll get your stuff for ya. Where ya'lls rooms?"

The black-haired elfish boy, who they'd found out was named Yuffie, projected into their minds an image of a stark white room with 3 cots lined against the wall. The room was empty except for a few moniters beside each bed, no clothes or toys to be seen anywhere. At first, Clive, Morgan, Toby, and Lucy had been suprised that a child so young had been able to telepathically project into their mind, but were then shocked back into reality by the horrible images presented to them. Toby choked back a lump in his throat, and told the children to follow him and Lucy to the van. They did as told, obediently and without a word spoken.

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"Here is some money! Yes!" Cried Creed. After checking Mystique's room, he'd gone to Blur's quarters, Rodrigo's quarters, and finally, with a nagging voice telling him "NO!", he tried Sinister's room and was successful in finding some. He ran back down stairs, back to 2 of the orignal 4.

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"Where's the fag and the dragon?" Sabretooth asked. "Toby is taking Lucy out to relieve herself." Clive managed to bite his tongue and keep quite anything he could have said in response to him. "The money, Sabretooth? I've been waiting 15 minutes, and have grown quite imaptient. Now if you will..."

"Shit, don't get all bent outta shape. I got it right here. $750 dollars worth, is what I'll have."

Morgan pulled out a box of vials filled with clear liquid, some with red lids, the majority with yellow lids. "Now, you know how they're color coded, right? Red is the 'Anger'..."

"...an' yellow is th' 'Happy'. It ain't the first time I bought from ya. I ain't stupid. Here's yer money."

"$900, please."

"$900? Shit, I said I wanted $750 worth!"

"Look, we drove and hour and a half down here, risking getting caught by the cops, and then risking getting attacked here. Now, pay up all of it. Next time pick it up yourself, if you're so damn upset about the price."

He mumbled angrily, but still paid up. He grabbed the box of vials and shooed the kids out of the building. He immediately went to his room and drank a bottle of 'Happy', and was out for 18 hours straight. He didn't noticed the 3 missing "experiments" until the next morning, when Mystique's screaming woke him out of his near-trance-like slumber.