Dark History
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: "All right!. You my main elf".
My reviewers are the best people, EVER!. Many have asked if Sidney will be in this fic any more, i don't know..maybe, maybe not.
Chapter 8 - A passing.
Todd sighed as he stepped out of the airport gate. The few days he'd spent in Avalon with Sidney had done wonders for him. He felt like himself again, he even felt strong enough to take a flight back home. He smiled, he knew he could count on Sidney, once again, she hadn't let him down. He only wished that he could return the favor some day. He grabbed his bag from the luggage pickup and headed out into a busy New York city. He was looking forward to getting back to the Boarding house, but he had to do something first....
"Yes, well i think we have a deal Mr Olvan. I think that it is a great buisness venture for both of us", said Daniel Toynbee, shaking a man's hand and leading him to the door of his office, "yes, i hope to be in contact with Mr Spear soon. Have a nice day".
Daniel opened the door and let his new investor's accountant step out. He smiled and waved at him before closing the door. He turned around to see Todd hop though his window.
"Hey pops", said Todd coldly, "we need ta have a little chat. Father ta son".
"Todd!", said Daniel in surprise, "look, i have just made an important buisness deal and i need to sort out my paper work. We can talk later?, how about over lunch?. Theres a new exquiste resteraunt just opened over on....".
"No", said Todd, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall, "we'll talk..now".
Daniel sighed and sat down behind his desk. He gestured to the chair on the other side. Todd jumped on it and sat in a crouch.
"Very well then", he said with a sigh, "what is it you want to talk to me about?".
"Do you remember the orphanage ya abandoned me in?", asked Todd, then he narrowed his eyes, "i'm sure ya do. The one ya left me at after ya killed my mother".
"I did NOT kill your mother", said Daniel defensively, "it was an accident".
"You keep tellin' yerself that", said Todd, "but however much i hate ya fer that, i have somethin' else ta talk ta ya about. A little place called 'The Black womb'".
Daniel's eyes widened.
"How do you...", he began.
"Well one'a the residents there has been sent over ta try an' get me back", said Todd, "she made me remember. Ya know dad, i hated ya before, but now..now it's taking all of my will not ta kick ya out of this eight storey window and let ya fall ta ya death".
"I...i only wanted to try and make you better", said Daniel, "i..i wanted my son back. I thought if they cured you....things would be okay".
"Make me better?. Cure me?", said Todd, shaking his head, "if i've told ya once, i've told ya a thousand time, dad. A mutation is not an illness, ya can't make it 'go away' or 'cure' it. It'll be wit' me until the day i die. It's part of my DNA, no one, not even you wit' all ya money, can change that. So here's somethin' fer ya ta think about. Any minute chance that i'd even consider becoming anythin' like a family ta ya again is now offically terminated. Ya won't be seein' me again, i hope ya money'll keep ya company when ya old an' alone".
With that, Todd walked to the window and leapt out of it. He climbed down the wall for a few stories then leapt to the ground. He walked away from the building without so much as a backwards glance. Daniel sighed from the window and turned to his desk. He picked up some of the paper works of his latest business deal. It was a huge investment that would no doubt prove most profitable. He had to fight tooth and claw with several other firms to get it, but he had won. He smiled at the logo on the top of the paper. Power8. Yes, a most profitable investment indeed.
Todd stepped out of his cab and payed the driver. He looked up at the Brotherhood of Bayville boarding house and sighed. Despite the fact the place was falling apart, it never looked better. He smiled and walked up the steps. He put his key in the door and steped inside. As soon as he could find Wanda, he'd tell her everything. The house was very quiet, not many people could be in.
"I'm home", he shouted.
He heard a sniffle come from the living room. He narrowed his eyes and put his bag down, heading into the room. Wanda was curled up on one of the chairs, hugging her knees. Todd noticed that her cheeks were moist and her eyes watery. She had been crying. Any thoughts that Todd had of telling her the truth were brushed aside for new concern.
"Wanda?", he asked, his voice full of concern, "what's wrong?".
Wanda looked up, surprised to see Todd. She cleared her throat and blinked, trying to cover up how upset she was.
"Oh, hey Todd", she said with a watery smile, "good to see you're back home. Feeling okay now?".
Todd sighed.
"Yeah i'm fine...Wanda, what's wrong?", he said.
"Nothing, everything's..fine", Wanda lied, forcing a chuckle, "i'm just dandy".
"No, you're not", said Todd gently, "you're upset..what happened?. You don't have to hide anythin' from me".
Wanda looked up at Todd and sighed. He had the most sincere look on his face. She closed her eyes, she didn't like opening up to people but..somehow, it seemed that if anyone, Todd was the person to talk to. She felt safe bearing her soul to him, why she couldn't figure out.
"It's...Agatha", said Wanda sadly, "she..she died this morning".
Todd blinked. Agataha was dead?. He sighed when he saw Wanda's downtrodden face. She had idolised the old witch. Agatha was almost a mentor for her. She had taught her how to control her powers. She was one of the few people Wanda could count on as a friend.
"Wanda...i'm so sorry", he said, "what happened?".
"She got hit by some idiot who ran a red light", said Wanda, the lights in the house flickered a little with her anger, then she sighed, "she..she didn't stand a chance".
Wanda put her hands on her face and sniffled again. Todd sighed, though he'd probably get a hex-bolt for this, he couldn't stand by and watch Wanda like this. He walked over to her and carefully put and arm around her shoulder. Wanda blinked, she would have normaly hit Todd for trying something like that. But...she needed someone there right now. She rested her head on his chest and burried her face in his shirt. She started to cry again.
"Hey...shhhh, it's okay", said Todd, patting her shoulder, surprised at what Wanda had just done, "you're okay".
Wanda stopped crying yet stayed where she was for a while. She felt secrure and safe resting against Todd. She sighed and lifted her head up.
"I got your shirt wet", she said with a watery smile, looking at him.
"It'll dry", said Todd with a shrug.
He brushed his hand against her cheek, wiping off a stray tear. Once again, Wanda didn't make any attempt to end his life.
"Thank you"she said quietly, "i..needed someone to talk to".
"Any time", said Todd gently.
"Her funeral's next week", said Wanda with a sigh, "i..i'll have to go. She didn't have many friends, and i think she only had one son. They..they can't find him anywhere and Mystique and i were the only friends she really had. And we both know that Mystique could be anywhere right now".
Todd nodded.
"You want me to go wit' you?", he asked, "fer some moral support?".
Wanda sighed and closed her eyes, then smiled slightly.
"Yes please", she said, "i don't think i could face it alone".
"You don't have ta face anythin' alone", said Todd, "ya will always have me, no matter what".
"I know", said Wanda with a sigh, "i know".
There you go, another one done. I know you people probably hate me for killing off a character, but lets face it. Agatha only appeared once, i doubt she'll show up again. If she does, i'll look like an idiot. But that's normal.... Please review. Until next time...
By Todd fan
Disclaimer: "All right!. You my main elf".
My reviewers are the best people, EVER!. Many have asked if Sidney will be in this fic any more, i don't know..maybe, maybe not.
Chapter 8 - A passing.
Todd sighed as he stepped out of the airport gate. The few days he'd spent in Avalon with Sidney had done wonders for him. He felt like himself again, he even felt strong enough to take a flight back home. He smiled, he knew he could count on Sidney, once again, she hadn't let him down. He only wished that he could return the favor some day. He grabbed his bag from the luggage pickup and headed out into a busy New York city. He was looking forward to getting back to the Boarding house, but he had to do something first....
"Yes, well i think we have a deal Mr Olvan. I think that it is a great buisness venture for both of us", said Daniel Toynbee, shaking a man's hand and leading him to the door of his office, "yes, i hope to be in contact with Mr Spear soon. Have a nice day".
Daniel opened the door and let his new investor's accountant step out. He smiled and waved at him before closing the door. He turned around to see Todd hop though his window.
"Hey pops", said Todd coldly, "we need ta have a little chat. Father ta son".
"Todd!", said Daniel in surprise, "look, i have just made an important buisness deal and i need to sort out my paper work. We can talk later?, how about over lunch?. Theres a new exquiste resteraunt just opened over on....".
"No", said Todd, crossing his arms and leaning on the wall, "we'll talk..now".
Daniel sighed and sat down behind his desk. He gestured to the chair on the other side. Todd jumped on it and sat in a crouch.
"Very well then", he said with a sigh, "what is it you want to talk to me about?".
"Do you remember the orphanage ya abandoned me in?", asked Todd, then he narrowed his eyes, "i'm sure ya do. The one ya left me at after ya killed my mother".
"I did NOT kill your mother", said Daniel defensively, "it was an accident".
"You keep tellin' yerself that", said Todd, "but however much i hate ya fer that, i have somethin' else ta talk ta ya about. A little place called 'The Black womb'".
Daniel's eyes widened.
"How do you...", he began.
"Well one'a the residents there has been sent over ta try an' get me back", said Todd, "she made me remember. Ya know dad, i hated ya before, but now..now it's taking all of my will not ta kick ya out of this eight storey window and let ya fall ta ya death".
"I...i only wanted to try and make you better", said Daniel, "i..i wanted my son back. I thought if they cured you....things would be okay".
"Make me better?. Cure me?", said Todd, shaking his head, "if i've told ya once, i've told ya a thousand time, dad. A mutation is not an illness, ya can't make it 'go away' or 'cure' it. It'll be wit' me until the day i die. It's part of my DNA, no one, not even you wit' all ya money, can change that. So here's somethin' fer ya ta think about. Any minute chance that i'd even consider becoming anythin' like a family ta ya again is now offically terminated. Ya won't be seein' me again, i hope ya money'll keep ya company when ya old an' alone".
With that, Todd walked to the window and leapt out of it. He climbed down the wall for a few stories then leapt to the ground. He walked away from the building without so much as a backwards glance. Daniel sighed from the window and turned to his desk. He picked up some of the paper works of his latest business deal. It was a huge investment that would no doubt prove most profitable. He had to fight tooth and claw with several other firms to get it, but he had won. He smiled at the logo on the top of the paper. Power8. Yes, a most profitable investment indeed.
Todd stepped out of his cab and payed the driver. He looked up at the Brotherhood of Bayville boarding house and sighed. Despite the fact the place was falling apart, it never looked better. He smiled and walked up the steps. He put his key in the door and steped inside. As soon as he could find Wanda, he'd tell her everything. The house was very quiet, not many people could be in.
"I'm home", he shouted.
He heard a sniffle come from the living room. He narrowed his eyes and put his bag down, heading into the room. Wanda was curled up on one of the chairs, hugging her knees. Todd noticed that her cheeks were moist and her eyes watery. She had been crying. Any thoughts that Todd had of telling her the truth were brushed aside for new concern.
"Wanda?", he asked, his voice full of concern, "what's wrong?".
Wanda looked up, surprised to see Todd. She cleared her throat and blinked, trying to cover up how upset she was.
"Oh, hey Todd", she said with a watery smile, "good to see you're back home. Feeling okay now?".
Todd sighed.
"Yeah i'm fine...Wanda, what's wrong?", he said.
"Nothing, everything's..fine", Wanda lied, forcing a chuckle, "i'm just dandy".
"No, you're not", said Todd gently, "you're upset..what happened?. You don't have to hide anythin' from me".
Wanda looked up at Todd and sighed. He had the most sincere look on his face. She closed her eyes, she didn't like opening up to people but..somehow, it seemed that if anyone, Todd was the person to talk to. She felt safe bearing her soul to him, why she couldn't figure out.
"It's...Agatha", said Wanda sadly, "she..she died this morning".
Todd blinked. Agataha was dead?. He sighed when he saw Wanda's downtrodden face. She had idolised the old witch. Agatha was almost a mentor for her. She had taught her how to control her powers. She was one of the few people Wanda could count on as a friend.
"Wanda...i'm so sorry", he said, "what happened?".
"She got hit by some idiot who ran a red light", said Wanda, the lights in the house flickered a little with her anger, then she sighed, "she..she didn't stand a chance".
Wanda put her hands on her face and sniffled again. Todd sighed, though he'd probably get a hex-bolt for this, he couldn't stand by and watch Wanda like this. He walked over to her and carefully put and arm around her shoulder. Wanda blinked, she would have normaly hit Todd for trying something like that. But...she needed someone there right now. She rested her head on his chest and burried her face in his shirt. She started to cry again.
"Hey...shhhh, it's okay", said Todd, patting her shoulder, surprised at what Wanda had just done, "you're okay".
Wanda stopped crying yet stayed where she was for a while. She felt secrure and safe resting against Todd. She sighed and lifted her head up.
"I got your shirt wet", she said with a watery smile, looking at him.
"It'll dry", said Todd with a shrug.
He brushed his hand against her cheek, wiping off a stray tear. Once again, Wanda didn't make any attempt to end his life.
"Thank you"she said quietly, "i..needed someone to talk to".
"Any time", said Todd gently.
"Her funeral's next week", said Wanda with a sigh, "i..i'll have to go. She didn't have many friends, and i think she only had one son. They..they can't find him anywhere and Mystique and i were the only friends she really had. And we both know that Mystique could be anywhere right now".
Todd nodded.
"You want me to go wit' you?", he asked, "fer some moral support?".
Wanda sighed and closed her eyes, then smiled slightly.
"Yes please", she said, "i don't think i could face it alone".
"You don't have ta face anythin' alone", said Todd, "ya will always have me, no matter what".
"I know", said Wanda with a sigh, "i know".
There you go, another one done. I know you people probably hate me for killing off a character, but lets face it. Agatha only appeared once, i doubt she'll show up again. If she does, i'll look like an idiot. But that's normal.... Please review. Until next time...