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The doors opened and Ororo poked her head out into the hallway--empty. Slowly stepping from the elevator, she cautiously made her way down the floral carpeted hallway; treading lightly so as not to alert anyone of her presence.
Ororo looked behind her to assure no one was following her, but as she turned the corner she stopped dead in her tracks. She was greeted by another big gentlemen guarding the door to the office containing the files she needed to obtain. Ororo slowly backed away, her eyes never losing sight of him.
She backed into a shadow filled hallway that ran perpendicular to where the guard stood. Still keeping a watchful eye on the man, who was obviously armed, Ororo slipped off the silver bracelet she wore and tossed it into the opposite direction. Making a slight 'clang' on the marble tiles, it was sure to get his attention.
Sure enough the guards ears perked up, he looked around, and when he saw no one approaching he headed toward the noise leaving the office unprotected. Ororo hid in the darkness as the guard rounded the corner looking for the source of the noise. When he was far enough away, Ororo emerged from the shadows and ran towards the door. Even in heels she was light on her feet, barely making a sound as she reached the door.
Ororo then pulled a hairpin from her hair and began picking the lock. Being that she was a master at picking locks, she unlocked the door in seconds. The office was small and dark, but her cat eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness. Ororo ran to desk, turned on the computer, and within a few key strokes she was in their files. The light from the computer illuminated her face while she inserted the disk to copy their files. As she waited for the files to copied, she read a few bits of the information they had collected.
"Oh my goddess", she whispered to herself.
Ororo's eyes widened at the realization that the DOAM was more dangerous then they let on. Apparently, their goal was not only to destroy mutants, but to take the most powerful mutants and perform experiments on them to later use them as human weapons. Her mouth further dropped when she saw the names of all the X-men in their files; only three names were highlighted: Charles Xavier, Scott Summers, and Ororo Munroe. Anger began to build in her eyes upon seeing this. Ororo quickly replaced the copied files with a disk containing a virus. The virus quickly ate through their system, destroying all files and any hopes of retrieving any information on mutants. She placed the minute disk, no bigger than the size of her thumb, down the front of her dress concealing it in her cleavage.
Within seconds Ororo was out the door and heading towards the elevator. Just then she heard the heavy footsteps of the guard coming towards her. As if on automatic, she turned on her heel and fled in the other direction towards the stairwell. The guard spotted her and yelled for her stop, but she was already to the door. The guard took off after her, his heavy footsteps filling the stairwell.
The clicks of Ororo's heels echoed in her ears as she raced down the gray, cement steps; the guard not far behind. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as he pursued her relentlessly. Finally, Ororo reached the last set of stairs and kicked open the door to the basement with her strong legs. Not breaking stride she headed for the end of the dark, sterile cemented hallway. The guard stumbled into the hallway continuing his pursuit of this dark-haired mysterious woman.
"Hey you, stop or I'll shoot you ass!!!"
When she didn't he pulled out his gun and fired a shot at her, which bounced off the wall near her ankle. But this didn't frighten her; she continued to flee down the poorly lit hallway. Ororo was more than halfway down when she spotted the exit and began to pick up her pace. She had never moved so fast, the layers of her sheer black dress and her silky black tresses flapping wildly behind her.
Ororo was only a few yards from the door when she heard another shot from behind. She let out a gasp as she felt a sudden pain shoot up her back. The force of the shot knocked her forward causing her steps to stutter as she tried to keep her balance. Ororo suddenly felt a numbness coming over her body. Her steps slowed as she struggled to lift her legs while her arms tried to steady her against the wall. She looked behind her and saw the guard swiftly gaining on her, his gun still in his hand.
Just as she turned back, still struggling towards the door, she heard another set of slowly nearing footsteps advancing towards her. Her breathing began to slow and her eyelids felt heavy. With her last bit of strength Ororo managed to stand by bracing herself against the wall. But as she inched herself closer to the exit a figure moved in front of her, dressed in an all black suit and a red tie. Ororo stumbled into his arms, her blue eyes gradually moving up to see his face. The figure held her to him closely, positioning his hand firmly against her neck tilting her face so that he could gaze into their blue depths. He could feel her chest rise and fall against him as uneven breaths escaped her slightly parted mouth.
Ororo's eyes seem to glaze over as she stared into the figures fierce, crimson eyes that were immersed in blackness. She knew who it was.
"Remy?!", she uttered in disbelief, her voice almost in a whisper.
"Oui chere, Remy's here", he said gently while stroking the side of her smooth angelic face. He continued to stroke her face as she went unconscious, falling limp in his arms.
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Don't worry, there's plenty more to come in chapter 4, but I'm not sure whether I want an interlude to occur between them after that. I'd really like to hear what you guys think since ya'll always give me such good feedback.
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The doors opened and Ororo poked her head out into the hallway--empty. Slowly stepping from the elevator, she cautiously made her way down the floral carpeted hallway; treading lightly so as not to alert anyone of her presence.
Ororo looked behind her to assure no one was following her, but as she turned the corner she stopped dead in her tracks. She was greeted by another big gentlemen guarding the door to the office containing the files she needed to obtain. Ororo slowly backed away, her eyes never losing sight of him.
She backed into a shadow filled hallway that ran perpendicular to where the guard stood. Still keeping a watchful eye on the man, who was obviously armed, Ororo slipped off the silver bracelet she wore and tossed it into the opposite direction. Making a slight 'clang' on the marble tiles, it was sure to get his attention.
Sure enough the guards ears perked up, he looked around, and when he saw no one approaching he headed toward the noise leaving the office unprotected. Ororo hid in the darkness as the guard rounded the corner looking for the source of the noise. When he was far enough away, Ororo emerged from the shadows and ran towards the door. Even in heels she was light on her feet, barely making a sound as she reached the door.
Ororo then pulled a hairpin from her hair and began picking the lock. Being that she was a master at picking locks, she unlocked the door in seconds. The office was small and dark, but her cat eyes adjusted quickly to the darkness. Ororo ran to desk, turned on the computer, and within a few key strokes she was in their files. The light from the computer illuminated her face while she inserted the disk to copy their files. As she waited for the files to copied, she read a few bits of the information they had collected.
"Oh my goddess", she whispered to herself.
Ororo's eyes widened at the realization that the DOAM was more dangerous then they let on. Apparently, their goal was not only to destroy mutants, but to take the most powerful mutants and perform experiments on them to later use them as human weapons. Her mouth further dropped when she saw the names of all the X-men in their files; only three names were highlighted: Charles Xavier, Scott Summers, and Ororo Munroe. Anger began to build in her eyes upon seeing this. Ororo quickly replaced the copied files with a disk containing a virus. The virus quickly ate through their system, destroying all files and any hopes of retrieving any information on mutants. She placed the minute disk, no bigger than the size of her thumb, down the front of her dress concealing it in her cleavage.
Within seconds Ororo was out the door and heading towards the elevator. Just then she heard the heavy footsteps of the guard coming towards her. As if on automatic, she turned on her heel and fled in the other direction towards the stairwell. The guard spotted her and yelled for her stop, but she was already to the door. The guard took off after her, his heavy footsteps filling the stairwell.
The clicks of Ororo's heels echoed in her ears as she raced down the gray, cement steps; the guard not far behind. Her heart was beating a mile a minute as he pursued her relentlessly. Finally, Ororo reached the last set of stairs and kicked open the door to the basement with her strong legs. Not breaking stride she headed for the end of the dark, sterile cemented hallway. The guard stumbled into the hallway continuing his pursuit of this dark-haired mysterious woman.
"Hey you, stop or I'll shoot you ass!!!"
When she didn't he pulled out his gun and fired a shot at her, which bounced off the wall near her ankle. But this didn't frighten her; she continued to flee down the poorly lit hallway. Ororo was more than halfway down when she spotted the exit and began to pick up her pace. She had never moved so fast, the layers of her sheer black dress and her silky black tresses flapping wildly behind her.
Ororo was only a few yards from the door when she heard another shot from behind. She let out a gasp as she felt a sudden pain shoot up her back. The force of the shot knocked her forward causing her steps to stutter as she tried to keep her balance. Ororo suddenly felt a numbness coming over her body. Her steps slowed as she struggled to lift her legs while her arms tried to steady her against the wall. She looked behind her and saw the guard swiftly gaining on her, his gun still in his hand.
Just as she turned back, still struggling towards the door, she heard another set of slowly nearing footsteps advancing towards her. Her breathing began to slow and her eyelids felt heavy. With her last bit of strength Ororo managed to stand by bracing herself against the wall. But as she inched herself closer to the exit a figure moved in front of her, dressed in an all black suit and a red tie. Ororo stumbled into his arms, her blue eyes gradually moving up to see his face. The figure held her to him closely, positioning his hand firmly against her neck tilting her face so that he could gaze into their blue depths. He could feel her chest rise and fall against him as uneven breaths escaped her slightly parted mouth.
Ororo's eyes seem to glaze over as she stared into the figures fierce, crimson eyes that were immersed in blackness. She knew who it was.
"Remy?!", she uttered in disbelief, her voice almost in a whisper.
"Oui chere, Remy's here", he said gently while stroking the side of her smooth angelic face. He continued to stroke her face as she went unconscious, falling limp in his arms.
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Don't worry, there's plenty more to come in chapter 4, but I'm not sure whether I want an interlude to occur between them after that. I'd really like to hear what you guys think since ya'll always give me such good feedback.