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The next to arrive was Warren. His winged unfurled, flying easily through the air, he landed gracefully. He drank the offered drink, and looked round in surprise.
"What's going on?"
"Did you hear about Apocalypse?"
"Yes. Who are you? Where am I?"
"I'm Rac, you're at the Xavier mansion. Will you help fight Apocalypse?"
"Yes, of course! But what am I doing here?"
"Go ask the prof. He's down in the mansion."
"Right. Nice meeting you, Rac. I'm Warren Worthington III. But call me Angel."
"I'm also known as Creator."
"Right! See you!"
"I will."
The next to arrive was a jet, it landed easily, and the Fantastic Four got out. Once they'd drunk, the Fantastic Four looked at their surroundings, and saw Rac, standing by her container of liquid.
"Who are you?"
"And where are we?"
"Why are we here?"
"How'd we get here?"
"Answering your questions, in order: I'm Rachael; you're at the 'Xavier Institute for Gifted Children'; you came here, because you were called; and you arrived in your plane."
"I don't remember a phone call."
"Nor me."
"Same here."
"Explain."
"O.k. Apocalypse gave you all headaches, so you couldn't attack him. As the headaches rendered you incapable of moving. I sent a mental call, which forced you to come here, more powerful than the headache. I countered the headache, when you got here, with a drink. Oh, you were going to attach Apocalypse, weren't you?"
"Who's Apocalypse?"
"You know that guy, who wanted to destroy all humans."
"Oh, him."
"Yeah, we were."
"You said you sent the call."
"Yes!"
"But the headache?"
"Didn't affect me."
"You're powerful, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"What's your power?"
"Control of illusions, creation, shape-shifting."
"And that means, what?"
"I can change my shape, see through and create illusions, and create stuff."
"O.k."
A figure landed on the ground, in front of the mansion gates. Rac stared, then slowly poured out a cup of drink, and took it to the figure. The drink was drunk, and the figure looked up.
"Hello, twin!" Helen sneered.
"Will you join us? To fight Apocalypse?"
"No! He will win! Mutants will rule! You are fighting a losing battle! Join me!"
"Never. Please."
"No! You'll see, I'm right!" Helen turned, and flew away, turning invisible. Rac stared after her, with a tear-stained face. She rubbed the tears away, with the back of a hand, biting her lip, in an attempt to stop the tears.
Susan ran forward, instinctively, picking up Rac.
"Don't cry little one."
"Who was that?"
"The person, who was my sister. Who was my twin."
"'Was'? As in, 'isn't anymore'?"
"Yes." Fresh tears welled up in Rac's eyes
"I don't understand."
"Try not to cry, little one."
"I'm not little. How old do you think I am?"
"15?"
"14?"
"17?"
"19?"
"I'm 12. I don't even turn 13, for another few months."
"When's your birthday?"
"The 4th of the 4th."
"Wipe those tears away. And tell us your story."
"O.k. Brotherhood, come out! I can see you."
The Brotherhood appeared. Fred was hiding behind a large bush, Todd was up a tree, Tabitha was perched on a branch, Lance was using the Fabulous Four's jet to hide, as was Simon, Pietro was lying flat in the long grass, and Wanda was using the shadows.
"Who are they?"
"Fantastic Four, meet the Brotherhood: Lance, AKA Avalanche; Freddy, AKA The Blob; Todd, AKA Toad; Tabitha, AKA Boom-Boom; Simon, AKA Music; Pietro, AKA Quicksilver; and last, but not least, Wanda, AKA Scarlet Witch. Brotherhood, meet the Fantastic Four: Susan Storm, AKA the Invisible Lady; Reed Richards, AKA Mister Fantastic; Jonathan 'Johnny' Storm, AKA the Human Torch; Benn Grimm, AKA the Thing."
"Nice to meet ya!"
"Hi!"
"Well, glad to meet you."
"Hello!"
"How ya doing?"
"Hi!"
"Didn't think I'd meet you."
"Hello."
"Nice to see you."
"Hi."
"We're doing great."
"Now, Rac."
"Rac? That's a weird name."
"Nah, her nickname."
"Why not Rae?"
"'Cos we've already got a Ray."
"Oh."
"Rac, you've never told us your history."
"So, spill!"
"O.k. I'll tell you.
***
Now, I've been on holiday, so I'm putting up 3 new chapters, but I want some reviews in return.
Or I'll put in a cliff-hanger and leave it like that!
RAe
I want more reviews people!
If you don't review, I'll set the 3 H's on you.
(Trust me you don't want that!)
***
The next to arrive was Warren. His winged unfurled, flying easily through the air, he landed gracefully. He drank the offered drink, and looked round in surprise.
"What's going on?"
"Did you hear about Apocalypse?"
"Yes. Who are you? Where am I?"
"I'm Rac, you're at the Xavier mansion. Will you help fight Apocalypse?"
"Yes, of course! But what am I doing here?"
"Go ask the prof. He's down in the mansion."
"Right. Nice meeting you, Rac. I'm Warren Worthington III. But call me Angel."
"I'm also known as Creator."
"Right! See you!"
"I will."
The next to arrive was a jet, it landed easily, and the Fantastic Four got out. Once they'd drunk, the Fantastic Four looked at their surroundings, and saw Rac, standing by her container of liquid.
"Who are you?"
"And where are we?"
"Why are we here?"
"How'd we get here?"
"Answering your questions, in order: I'm Rachael; you're at the 'Xavier Institute for Gifted Children'; you came here, because you were called; and you arrived in your plane."
"I don't remember a phone call."
"Nor me."
"Same here."
"Explain."
"O.k. Apocalypse gave you all headaches, so you couldn't attack him. As the headaches rendered you incapable of moving. I sent a mental call, which forced you to come here, more powerful than the headache. I countered the headache, when you got here, with a drink. Oh, you were going to attach Apocalypse, weren't you?"
"Who's Apocalypse?"
"You know that guy, who wanted to destroy all humans."
"Oh, him."
"Yeah, we were."
"You said you sent the call."
"Yes!"
"But the headache?"
"Didn't affect me."
"You're powerful, aren't you?"
"Yes."
"What's your power?"
"Control of illusions, creation, shape-shifting."
"And that means, what?"
"I can change my shape, see through and create illusions, and create stuff."
"O.k."
A figure landed on the ground, in front of the mansion gates. Rac stared, then slowly poured out a cup of drink, and took it to the figure. The drink was drunk, and the figure looked up.
"Hello, twin!" Helen sneered.
"Will you join us? To fight Apocalypse?"
"No! He will win! Mutants will rule! You are fighting a losing battle! Join me!"
"Never. Please."
"No! You'll see, I'm right!" Helen turned, and flew away, turning invisible. Rac stared after her, with a tear-stained face. She rubbed the tears away, with the back of a hand, biting her lip, in an attempt to stop the tears.
Susan ran forward, instinctively, picking up Rac.
"Don't cry little one."
"Who was that?"
"The person, who was my sister. Who was my twin."
"'Was'? As in, 'isn't anymore'?"
"Yes." Fresh tears welled up in Rac's eyes
"I don't understand."
"Try not to cry, little one."
"I'm not little. How old do you think I am?"
"15?"
"14?"
"17?"
"19?"
"I'm 12. I don't even turn 13, for another few months."
"When's your birthday?"
"The 4th of the 4th."
"Wipe those tears away. And tell us your story."
"O.k. Brotherhood, come out! I can see you."
The Brotherhood appeared. Fred was hiding behind a large bush, Todd was up a tree, Tabitha was perched on a branch, Lance was using the Fabulous Four's jet to hide, as was Simon, Pietro was lying flat in the long grass, and Wanda was using the shadows.
"Who are they?"
"Fantastic Four, meet the Brotherhood: Lance, AKA Avalanche; Freddy, AKA The Blob; Todd, AKA Toad; Tabitha, AKA Boom-Boom; Simon, AKA Music; Pietro, AKA Quicksilver; and last, but not least, Wanda, AKA Scarlet Witch. Brotherhood, meet the Fantastic Four: Susan Storm, AKA the Invisible Lady; Reed Richards, AKA Mister Fantastic; Jonathan 'Johnny' Storm, AKA the Human Torch; Benn Grimm, AKA the Thing."
"Nice to meet ya!"
"Hi!"
"Well, glad to meet you."
"Hello!"
"How ya doing?"
"Hi!"
"Didn't think I'd meet you."
"Hello."
"Nice to see you."
"Hi."
"We're doing great."
"Now, Rac."
"Rac? That's a weird name."
"Nah, her nickname."
"Why not Rae?"
"'Cos we've already got a Ray."
"Oh."
"Rac, you've never told us your history."
"So, spill!"
"O.k. I'll tell you.
***
Now, I've been on holiday, so I'm putting up 3 new chapters, but I want some reviews in return.
Or I'll put in a cliff-hanger and leave it like that!
RAe