Neko: *with freaky horror music* I'm Ba-ack
Scott: RUN AWAY!
Neko: I see you're feeling better,
Scott: My dosage of Prozac was upped.
Fred: Mmmm, pizza.
Neko: *-_- At least I don't pay you guys, gimme some pizza Freddy!
Lance lie in the back of the jeep being starred at through ruby quartz from the front seat. A worried expression etched the owner of the lenses' face as he looked over the passenger's seat doubting if he should have told him or not. For close to half an hour neither said anything.
Scott, the Professor addressed him after a discovery had been made, I've found Whirlwind's signature and by reading the dog we found at their house's mind they all seem to be alright. Scott.
Yeah? The shaded mutant answered reaching out to poke Lance and get his attention. Where are they?
In the same place I detected that new mutant signature, I'll give you directions.
A mental road map appeared in Scott's mind and he poked Lance again. "Come on, I know where they are."
"Not like we'd get there before something bad happens to them," Lance muttered smacking Scott's poking hand.
"We can try," Scott clambered into the driver's seat. "Get up here."
"Whatever," Lance sighed getting up and hopping over the passenger's seat barely have time to put his buckle on before Scott stepped on the gas pedal and followed the route given to him like a bat out of hell.
X
Maya Alvers paced through the halls that were frighteningly clean, it was an endless twisted maze of corridors and doors with brightly colored labels over them. She'd managed to discover she was in New Hampshire, the perfect place to hide a lab like this where no one would think of looking for it, and that she'd been dead for eight years. How old her little Lance must look, he'd be eighteen now.
"How do I get out of this place?" she suddenly asked herself in frustration brushing her chocolate brown hair back near violently. That was when she noticed that things looked different and closed her good eye. "What the heck?" As her real eye snapped open she came to the realization that the metal on her face was connected to an artificial eye. "Great, I'm part Borg now or something!"
"Actually, Maya, when they killed you they basically shattered your eye." As the mutant whipped around the tall man braced himself for being thrown against the wall but wasn't. Deciding she wasn't going to hurt him, he continued. "I prevented him from making you like those other one's he's resurrected, he always has to try and make them more powerful as his own assistance."
"Are you?"
"No, I'm his cousin and therefore second in charge of this facility, I'm afraid that it's all I can do to keep him from doing actual experiments on mutants or killing them. He has a twisted mind but has the power and knowledge to make another lab if I got this one shut down."
Maya blinked turning the rest of the way around, black cloth from the robe she was wearing swishing across the tile of the floor. "What's your name?"
"Brooks, Jonathan Brooks." He motioned her to follow him, "I have someone to show you, Maya."
"My son?" She asked hopefully stepping forward.
"No, your daughter."
X
"He looks like one of those tigers at the zoo," Fred commented as he watched Pietro pace the cell with Ray and Todd.
"I'm getting dizzy watching him," Ray remarked, he had a feeling that Pietro wasn't going to calm down until Cami was back.
"Lance is like his best friend, yo," Todd retorted crouching in the corner with his eyes half close, a single noise that was out of place would sent him to his feet and in defense mode. "Anything happens to Cami, Lance never talking to him again is the least of his problems, least of any of our problems. He'd avalanche our asses."
Fred nodded, slightly amazed that Pietro hadn't said anything about him being right there. The speed demon just continued pacing as much with worry as with stored up energy. It was like the prison all over but his father wouldn't be coming to get him out.
"Where are they?" The sudden outburst brought the three other boys to attention as Pietro slammed his fist on the nearest wall. "She should be back by now, I shouldn't have let her go!" Lance was going to kill him that was a fact. When he'd first arrived at the Brotherhood Boarding House Pietro had developed a crush on Lance, he'd known he was bi, but he'd never thought Lance would even think of another guy that way. Then Cami had showed up and after a while Lance's little sister had taken the earth shaker's place. No one but him would ever know that though.
"Relax, Pietro," Fred settled back down, "I'm sure Cami is perfectly capable of taking care of herself."
"Not-in-the-condition-she-was-in!" He took up pacing again this time stopping before turning around and looking toward the door. Then something hit him. "If they study mutants here where are the others?"
"Beats me," Todd looked around the cell like he could see through the metal walls when suddenly the lights went out. "What the fu," his sentence dropped as his eyes, which were capable of seeing through darkness, caught a shadow coming toward them right before a giant spot light temporarily blinded them all.
X
The steady beat of the heart monitor and the slow swoosh of the breathing machine had eventually lulled Cami to sleep despite her state and where she was. And I.V. had been slipped beneath her skin and into a main vein and a clear liquid was slowly dripping into her blood stream. It made every spot that had been injured tinkle and sting at the same time, but not in a way that it hurt. She was a bit distressed when she couldn't feel Pietro's finger on her lips.
"Camilla?" The wind creator wasn't sure if she was dying or if someone in the real world was calling her name, there was no bright light or tunnel, but after a while she realized that was her mother's voice.
I must be dead, she thought to herself. That thought was quickly destroyed as a sharp pain jolted up her arm like electricity and her wounds started to ache again. "No, stop it!" She could almost hear her skin splitting apart again and fought with tears.
"What's happening?" her mother demanded placing her warm hand on her daughter's forehead, stroking her hair with her other hand as she had done when Cami had been sick as a little girl.
"Her body is rejecting the healing juice. It was never used on mutants before; we thought it'd have the same effect as it did on humans and heal her." Brooks pulled the I.V. out and washed the area. "We were able to make this from the blood of a mutant who could heal herself and others. On all the volunteers we tested it on were healed noticeably, even the one with A.I.Ds showed improvement. I don't know what's happening but it seems that her X-gene is attacking the other."
The pain subsided and the click of a keyboard started up as Cami opened her eyes before squeezing them shut due to the intense light.
"As I expected, since the medicine contained a foreign X-gene her body rejected it after it was identified. If I'd known it would have this reaction I would've never tried it." He continued typing.
"So your inventions won't help mutants! So we are like animals to you," Maya looked at her daughter and brushed light brown hair from her face, "you get benefits but we only get experimented on."
"That's not true, Maya. Perhaps if our advances do make it to the public they'll accept mutants."
"Or raise us like livestock."
Cami tried opening her eyes again, and this time got her lids parted and when she adjusted to the light she saw someone she never thought she'd see again. "Momma?"
X
"Scott, you're going to fucking kill us!" Lance covered his head as Scott drove through a 'short cut' that consisted of avoiding cows, chickens, sheep, and other barnyard animals. The seismic enhanced mutant looked in front of them to see a fleeing flock of poultry. "I'm all for doing what you want, but I think the farmer just called the cops."
"We can out run them," Scott said casually like he'd done this before.
"In this jeep? Why do you think I generally stay out of trouble in Bayville?"
"You could've told me that before I started through the field."
"CORN!" Lance ducked again as they entered the corn field, which thankfully had been mostly harvested. "Ok, so aside from going to jail we've destroyed three fences, put a whole bunch of livestock in therapy, and maimed a corn field. I didn't know they grew corn up here."
"I'm sure the Professor can pay for it, we're in a hurry."
"Man, I bet Batman didn't have a psycho partner."
"Wait, why am I your partner?"
"Because you're fruitier than I am and everybody knows Robin was Batman's bitch."
"So now I'm your bitch."
"Yep. Look out for the truck!" They were once again back on the road, right in front of a sixteen wheeler. The truck's driver slammed on the brake making the trailer slide to the side and traffic become blocked. "In one day you are being more of a delinquent than I have in my entire life!"
"Nah," Scott waved his hand in dismissal, "I haven't destroyed a gym, or half a school, or caused a cave in on my team mates."
"I get your point. You're getting close though."
"I'm not your partner."
"Yes you are they're my team."
"Ok, good point." Scott tapped the side of the door as he drove seeming completely oblivious to the fact he was driving near twice the speed limit and that the men in blue would be joining them at anytime. "We need some good chase music."
Having learned not to argue with him about three fences ago (he's just not going to let that go) Avalanche went through his tapes until he saw the one Pietro had made. That'd do. He slid the tape into the crappy tape player and turned it up so 'Stupefy' blasted on the speakers.
"This'll make a great movie one day," Lance muttered as they passed the 57th speed limit sign since they started.
X
"So they temporarily blinded us, slapped these collars on us and threw us outside." Ray itched at the mechanical device as he sized up the situation. "Hopefully they double as flea collars because I think Todd's have migrated over to me."
Pietro ignored the sarcastic light bulb and looked around their surroundings, it was like a prison yard surrounded by more, let's say comfortable, areas. There was actually a library to one side, a cafeteria on the other, and a park set off from the rest. "They have children here."
It was true, there were kids ranging from nine to twelve at the play ground, some looking like they were at a normal park and some standing off from the others scared.
Pietro tried to run over there, but ended up doing it at a normal speed which caused him to stop. "Man, our powers are still blocked."
"Well of course, silly." The boys whipped their heads around to see a petite blonde with radiant purple eyes who could be anywhere from he early teens to her early twenties. "How else would they keep us from escaping?"
"I don't know," Pietro replied sarcastically, "fences?"
The girl laughed and walked up to Fred with vibrant purple eyes trained on his face. "That's also what the collars do, I'm Phoebe, but people also call me Ghost."
"Blob, I mean Fred," the large mutant practically stuttered not used to female attention. He blushed when she giggled.
"You're cute; they're just kind of freaky." She looked at the other three boys who all dropped their jaws. She turned around and studied Ray before pointing at his hair. "Is that some sort of disease?" she asked referring to the red.
"What? No it's not!"
Ghost saw she had insulted the boy and frowned before smiling nervously, "Sorry, I guess I've just been in here too long."
"How long would that be?" Fred asked as Ray glowered, Todd tried to be unnoticeable not knowing what the girl would say about him, and Pietro looked around at his surroundings nervously.
"Uh," Phoebe bit her tongue in thought, "I don't remember, I was there age though." She pointed at the playground.
"How old are you now?"
"I don't know I lost track."
A/N: Yes, I added another OC because Freddy needs some lovin'! Come to think of it Phoebe is actually closer to me than Cami, that's kind of scary. Oh well, I like Fred. Sure he has a bad attitude sometimes and all that, but still. Don't you just want to hug him? Yes, as I've said before, he needs more screen time and all that so I'm giving him some more fic time. Though 'The Stuff of Villains' did have a healthy dosage of Fred, and the rest of the BH. *makes mental note to add Lance playing guitar into fic*
Lance lie in the back of the jeep being starred at through ruby quartz from the front seat. A worried expression etched the owner of the lenses' face as he looked over the passenger's seat doubting if he should have told him or not. For close to half an hour neither said anything.
Scott, the Professor addressed him after a discovery had been made, I've found Whirlwind's signature and by reading the dog we found at their house's mind they all seem to be alright. Scott.
Yeah? The shaded mutant answered reaching out to poke Lance and get his attention. Where are they?
In the same place I detected that new mutant signature, I'll give you directions.
A mental road map appeared in Scott's mind and he poked Lance again. "Come on, I know where they are."
"Not like we'd get there before something bad happens to them," Lance muttered smacking Scott's poking hand.
"We can try," Scott clambered into the driver's seat. "Get up here."
"Whatever," Lance sighed getting up and hopping over the passenger's seat barely have time to put his buckle on before Scott stepped on the gas pedal and followed the route given to him like a bat out of hell.
X
Maya Alvers paced through the halls that were frighteningly clean, it was an endless twisted maze of corridors and doors with brightly colored labels over them. She'd managed to discover she was in New Hampshire, the perfect place to hide a lab like this where no one would think of looking for it, and that she'd been dead for eight years. How old her little Lance must look, he'd be eighteen now.
"How do I get out of this place?" she suddenly asked herself in frustration brushing her chocolate brown hair back near violently. That was when she noticed that things looked different and closed her good eye. "What the heck?" As her real eye snapped open she came to the realization that the metal on her face was connected to an artificial eye. "Great, I'm part Borg now or something!"
"Actually, Maya, when they killed you they basically shattered your eye." As the mutant whipped around the tall man braced himself for being thrown against the wall but wasn't. Deciding she wasn't going to hurt him, he continued. "I prevented him from making you like those other one's he's resurrected, he always has to try and make them more powerful as his own assistance."
"Are you?"
"No, I'm his cousin and therefore second in charge of this facility, I'm afraid that it's all I can do to keep him from doing actual experiments on mutants or killing them. He has a twisted mind but has the power and knowledge to make another lab if I got this one shut down."
Maya blinked turning the rest of the way around, black cloth from the robe she was wearing swishing across the tile of the floor. "What's your name?"
"Brooks, Jonathan Brooks." He motioned her to follow him, "I have someone to show you, Maya."
"My son?" She asked hopefully stepping forward.
"No, your daughter."
X
"He looks like one of those tigers at the zoo," Fred commented as he watched Pietro pace the cell with Ray and Todd.
"I'm getting dizzy watching him," Ray remarked, he had a feeling that Pietro wasn't going to calm down until Cami was back.
"Lance is like his best friend, yo," Todd retorted crouching in the corner with his eyes half close, a single noise that was out of place would sent him to his feet and in defense mode. "Anything happens to Cami, Lance never talking to him again is the least of his problems, least of any of our problems. He'd avalanche our asses."
Fred nodded, slightly amazed that Pietro hadn't said anything about him being right there. The speed demon just continued pacing as much with worry as with stored up energy. It was like the prison all over but his father wouldn't be coming to get him out.
"Where are they?" The sudden outburst brought the three other boys to attention as Pietro slammed his fist on the nearest wall. "She should be back by now, I shouldn't have let her go!" Lance was going to kill him that was a fact. When he'd first arrived at the Brotherhood Boarding House Pietro had developed a crush on Lance, he'd known he was bi, but he'd never thought Lance would even think of another guy that way. Then Cami had showed up and after a while Lance's little sister had taken the earth shaker's place. No one but him would ever know that though.
"Relax, Pietro," Fred settled back down, "I'm sure Cami is perfectly capable of taking care of herself."
"Not-in-the-condition-she-was-in!" He took up pacing again this time stopping before turning around and looking toward the door. Then something hit him. "If they study mutants here where are the others?"
"Beats me," Todd looked around the cell like he could see through the metal walls when suddenly the lights went out. "What the fu," his sentence dropped as his eyes, which were capable of seeing through darkness, caught a shadow coming toward them right before a giant spot light temporarily blinded them all.
X
The steady beat of the heart monitor and the slow swoosh of the breathing machine had eventually lulled Cami to sleep despite her state and where she was. And I.V. had been slipped beneath her skin and into a main vein and a clear liquid was slowly dripping into her blood stream. It made every spot that had been injured tinkle and sting at the same time, but not in a way that it hurt. She was a bit distressed when she couldn't feel Pietro's finger on her lips.
"Camilla?" The wind creator wasn't sure if she was dying or if someone in the real world was calling her name, there was no bright light or tunnel, but after a while she realized that was her mother's voice.
I must be dead, she thought to herself. That thought was quickly destroyed as a sharp pain jolted up her arm like electricity and her wounds started to ache again. "No, stop it!" She could almost hear her skin splitting apart again and fought with tears.
"What's happening?" her mother demanded placing her warm hand on her daughter's forehead, stroking her hair with her other hand as she had done when Cami had been sick as a little girl.
"Her body is rejecting the healing juice. It was never used on mutants before; we thought it'd have the same effect as it did on humans and heal her." Brooks pulled the I.V. out and washed the area. "We were able to make this from the blood of a mutant who could heal herself and others. On all the volunteers we tested it on were healed noticeably, even the one with A.I.Ds showed improvement. I don't know what's happening but it seems that her X-gene is attacking the other."
The pain subsided and the click of a keyboard started up as Cami opened her eyes before squeezing them shut due to the intense light.
"As I expected, since the medicine contained a foreign X-gene her body rejected it after it was identified. If I'd known it would have this reaction I would've never tried it." He continued typing.
"So your inventions won't help mutants! So we are like animals to you," Maya looked at her daughter and brushed light brown hair from her face, "you get benefits but we only get experimented on."
"That's not true, Maya. Perhaps if our advances do make it to the public they'll accept mutants."
"Or raise us like livestock."
Cami tried opening her eyes again, and this time got her lids parted and when she adjusted to the light she saw someone she never thought she'd see again. "Momma?"
X
"Scott, you're going to fucking kill us!" Lance covered his head as Scott drove through a 'short cut' that consisted of avoiding cows, chickens, sheep, and other barnyard animals. The seismic enhanced mutant looked in front of them to see a fleeing flock of poultry. "I'm all for doing what you want, but I think the farmer just called the cops."
"We can out run them," Scott said casually like he'd done this before.
"In this jeep? Why do you think I generally stay out of trouble in Bayville?"
"You could've told me that before I started through the field."
"CORN!" Lance ducked again as they entered the corn field, which thankfully had been mostly harvested. "Ok, so aside from going to jail we've destroyed three fences, put a whole bunch of livestock in therapy, and maimed a corn field. I didn't know they grew corn up here."
"I'm sure the Professor can pay for it, we're in a hurry."
"Man, I bet Batman didn't have a psycho partner."
"Wait, why am I your partner?"
"Because you're fruitier than I am and everybody knows Robin was Batman's bitch."
"So now I'm your bitch."
"Yep. Look out for the truck!" They were once again back on the road, right in front of a sixteen wheeler. The truck's driver slammed on the brake making the trailer slide to the side and traffic become blocked. "In one day you are being more of a delinquent than I have in my entire life!"
"Nah," Scott waved his hand in dismissal, "I haven't destroyed a gym, or half a school, or caused a cave in on my team mates."
"I get your point. You're getting close though."
"I'm not your partner."
"Yes you are they're my team."
"Ok, good point." Scott tapped the side of the door as he drove seeming completely oblivious to the fact he was driving near twice the speed limit and that the men in blue would be joining them at anytime. "We need some good chase music."
Having learned not to argue with him about three fences ago (he's just not going to let that go) Avalanche went through his tapes until he saw the one Pietro had made. That'd do. He slid the tape into the crappy tape player and turned it up so 'Stupefy' blasted on the speakers.
"This'll make a great movie one day," Lance muttered as they passed the 57th speed limit sign since they started.
X
"So they temporarily blinded us, slapped these collars on us and threw us outside." Ray itched at the mechanical device as he sized up the situation. "Hopefully they double as flea collars because I think Todd's have migrated over to me."
Pietro ignored the sarcastic light bulb and looked around their surroundings, it was like a prison yard surrounded by more, let's say comfortable, areas. There was actually a library to one side, a cafeteria on the other, and a park set off from the rest. "They have children here."
It was true, there were kids ranging from nine to twelve at the play ground, some looking like they were at a normal park and some standing off from the others scared.
Pietro tried to run over there, but ended up doing it at a normal speed which caused him to stop. "Man, our powers are still blocked."
"Well of course, silly." The boys whipped their heads around to see a petite blonde with radiant purple eyes who could be anywhere from he early teens to her early twenties. "How else would they keep us from escaping?"
"I don't know," Pietro replied sarcastically, "fences?"
The girl laughed and walked up to Fred with vibrant purple eyes trained on his face. "That's also what the collars do, I'm Phoebe, but people also call me Ghost."
"Blob, I mean Fred," the large mutant practically stuttered not used to female attention. He blushed when she giggled.
"You're cute; they're just kind of freaky." She looked at the other three boys who all dropped their jaws. She turned around and studied Ray before pointing at his hair. "Is that some sort of disease?" she asked referring to the red.
"What? No it's not!"
Ghost saw she had insulted the boy and frowned before smiling nervously, "Sorry, I guess I've just been in here too long."
"How long would that be?" Fred asked as Ray glowered, Todd tried to be unnoticeable not knowing what the girl would say about him, and Pietro looked around at his surroundings nervously.
"Uh," Phoebe bit her tongue in thought, "I don't remember, I was there age though." She pointed at the playground.
"How old are you now?"
"I don't know I lost track."
A/N: Yes, I added another OC because Freddy needs some lovin'! Come to think of it Phoebe is actually closer to me than Cami, that's kind of scary. Oh well, I like Fred. Sure he has a bad attitude sometimes and all that, but still. Don't you just want to hug him? Yes, as I've said before, he needs more screen time and all that so I'm giving him some more fic time. Though 'The Stuff of Villains' did have a healthy dosage of Fred, and the rest of the BH. *makes mental note to add Lance playing guitar into fic*