Immovable Chapter 2
Authors notes: First of all, I'd like to say a big Thank You! to everybody who reviewed:
todd fan, Foxglove33, Trouble Maker, X-fan, me, and Darkfire! You're comments were muchly appreciated, and helped me write this chapter much more quickly than I had expected to! This chapter has a little more action than the last, and I certainly hope you enjoy it!
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I stepped out of my cell, and was immediately greeted by Mystique's scowl. I could guess that things were not going as she had planned.
"Come on." She sounded impatient already. I followed her down the hall, and then realized we were going in the opposite direction from the other's cells. "What about..."
She cut me off with the wave of a blue hand. She shook her head, red locks swaying, and I understood. This was a single-inmate jailbreak. I followed Mystique through countless halls, all void of human life, or life of any kind, for that matter. I was starting to get convinced that Bosslady was lost, as confused by the countless, identical sterile hallways as I was, when she stopped. She motioned for me to be silent, and then she shifted into the form of a guard, and put a set of handcuffs on me.
She pressed a button on the wall that blended in so well that I hadn't even noticed it, and said, "Prisoner transport. Clear for Exit."
A tiny, fuzzy voice replied. "Approved. Password?"
"Alpha 12 37 beta."
"You're cleared for exit." With a quiet swoosh, a door slid open. I trailed along behind her as we entered a tiny room, barely big enough for the both of us. The room, actually, an elevator, lurched gently, and we began our ascent to the surface.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door swooshed back open, and we emerged in what looked like a hospital hallway. A scrubs-clad man went by pushing an empty gurney. Yep, definitely a hospital. We walked down the stark, sterile hallway, and emerged into the sunshine. I blinked, unused to brightness after so long in my gray prison cell. Mystique led me to a sleek black car, a Mercedes-Benz, I do believe, and we left the parking lot, and headed for...
Somewhere.
"This isn't the way to the boarding house." I said. In fact, we were heading the exact opposite direction, towards the ritzy part of town.
"We've got a new house now." Mystique replied, gunning the engine and passing a sedan. She'd shifted back to her Raven Darkholme facade, and tossed me the key to the handcuffs.
"Umm, why weren't there any guards in all those hallways?" I asked, rubbing my wrists. The handcuffs had been too small, but then again, what wasn't? I thought it was really too convenient how easy it was for Bosslady to spring me.
"Because it was lunchtime. The guards were part of a union, apparently." Wow, she actually told me. I sat back, marveling at the sensation of being outside until we pulled up at a house. Wait, did I say house? I mean mansion. This place was swank, really. It looked like the kind of houses a Columbian drug lord would retire to.
"Come on, quit your gawking." Mystique said, and lead me to the front door. As soon as we got inside, Todd hopped around the corner.
"Yo, Freddy! My man, good to see ya!" Todd said enthusiastically, hopping up and down.
"Good to see you too, little buddy." I replied. I've called Todd 'little buddy' ever since that time we watched a Gilligan's Island marathon and I noticed the parallels in our friendships. Of course, it didn't work to well for the rest of the 'hood. Pietro could pass as Thurston Howell III, I guess, he has the ego for it, and Rogue could have been Maryanne, she had the country-girl accent, too. I guess Tabitha was Ginger, even though she wasn't really part of the 'hood, but that leaves Lance as the Professor, which isn't really even close, and Wanda as Mrs. Howell, and that's just wrong. So, basically, Todd and I are the only ones who really fit the Gilligan's Island personas.
"Todd, why don't you show Fred around, and to his room. I have business to attend to." Mystique said, and strolled off in the opposite direction. Todd led me to a stairway that put the X-Geek's to shame, and we headed up.
"It's been really weird, man." Todd said as we reached the top. He led me to the right. "This whole thing's got everybody paranoid. Especially Wanda, but she was off her rocker to begin with. I mean, it was unexpected."
"What was? I still don't know the whole story." I said. I only knew the basic parts, like the Professor's kidnapping.
"This is your room, man. I'm across the hall. Lance is next to you, on the left." Todd paused, and shut the door. "Okay, I'll tell you what I know. Mystique never stopped working for Magneto. That whole disappearance thing was just a ploy to see how we would handle being left alone, and to give Mystique and Magneto time to find their new recruits."
"Right." I said. The new recruits. That was an impressive bunch. Their powers were better than ours, and they had more training. The Aussie kid, the one who could control fire, was the least trained of all of them, and he was still twice as good as any of the 'hood. Except, of course, Wanda, but she was in a completely different league from the rest of us. The Russian guy, the one who was almost as big as I am, was an amazing fighter, and the Cajun was a professional thief, and had skills that made Houdini look like an amateur. Magneto even had Sabretooth working for him. Man, the X-Men are doomed.
"So," Todd continued, "Once our little spy got the Prof outta the way, we did the whole join and betray thing to the X-men. Then, after the battle, Mystique told the X-Geeks that she'd replaced their Prof. She didn't even tell them how long she had been doing that, wither, just left them hanging. Then we, the 'hood, took off, and set up here, leaving them leaderless and homeless. Magneto got roughed up quite a bit in the fight, apparently Wanda went hard on him, and he's still in the infirmary."
"We have an infirmary?"
"Yep, just like the spoiled kids." Todd grinned. There was a knock at the door just then, and Lance stuck his head in the door. "Time for dinner. Bosslady said we all hafta show."
"Okay." Me and Todd chorused, and Todd led the way to the dining room.
Well, comments are the ambrosia and nectar for this goddess, so please don't let me starve!
~Persephone
Authors notes: First of all, I'd like to say a big Thank You! to everybody who reviewed:
todd fan, Foxglove33, Trouble Maker, X-fan, me, and Darkfire! You're comments were muchly appreciated, and helped me write this chapter much more quickly than I had expected to! This chapter has a little more action than the last, and I certainly hope you enjoy it!
**
I stepped out of my cell, and was immediately greeted by Mystique's scowl. I could guess that things were not going as she had planned.
"Come on." She sounded impatient already. I followed her down the hall, and then realized we were going in the opposite direction from the other's cells. "What about..."
She cut me off with the wave of a blue hand. She shook her head, red locks swaying, and I understood. This was a single-inmate jailbreak. I followed Mystique through countless halls, all void of human life, or life of any kind, for that matter. I was starting to get convinced that Bosslady was lost, as confused by the countless, identical sterile hallways as I was, when she stopped. She motioned for me to be silent, and then she shifted into the form of a guard, and put a set of handcuffs on me.
She pressed a button on the wall that blended in so well that I hadn't even noticed it, and said, "Prisoner transport. Clear for Exit."
A tiny, fuzzy voice replied. "Approved. Password?"
"Alpha 12 37 beta."
"You're cleared for exit." With a quiet swoosh, a door slid open. I trailed along behind her as we entered a tiny room, barely big enough for the both of us. The room, actually, an elevator, lurched gently, and we began our ascent to the surface.
After what seemed like an eternity, the door swooshed back open, and we emerged in what looked like a hospital hallway. A scrubs-clad man went by pushing an empty gurney. Yep, definitely a hospital. We walked down the stark, sterile hallway, and emerged into the sunshine. I blinked, unused to brightness after so long in my gray prison cell. Mystique led me to a sleek black car, a Mercedes-Benz, I do believe, and we left the parking lot, and headed for...
Somewhere.
"This isn't the way to the boarding house." I said. In fact, we were heading the exact opposite direction, towards the ritzy part of town.
"We've got a new house now." Mystique replied, gunning the engine and passing a sedan. She'd shifted back to her Raven Darkholme facade, and tossed me the key to the handcuffs.
"Umm, why weren't there any guards in all those hallways?" I asked, rubbing my wrists. The handcuffs had been too small, but then again, what wasn't? I thought it was really too convenient how easy it was for Bosslady to spring me.
"Because it was lunchtime. The guards were part of a union, apparently." Wow, she actually told me. I sat back, marveling at the sensation of being outside until we pulled up at a house. Wait, did I say house? I mean mansion. This place was swank, really. It looked like the kind of houses a Columbian drug lord would retire to.
"Come on, quit your gawking." Mystique said, and lead me to the front door. As soon as we got inside, Todd hopped around the corner.
"Yo, Freddy! My man, good to see ya!" Todd said enthusiastically, hopping up and down.
"Good to see you too, little buddy." I replied. I've called Todd 'little buddy' ever since that time we watched a Gilligan's Island marathon and I noticed the parallels in our friendships. Of course, it didn't work to well for the rest of the 'hood. Pietro could pass as Thurston Howell III, I guess, he has the ego for it, and Rogue could have been Maryanne, she had the country-girl accent, too. I guess Tabitha was Ginger, even though she wasn't really part of the 'hood, but that leaves Lance as the Professor, which isn't really even close, and Wanda as Mrs. Howell, and that's just wrong. So, basically, Todd and I are the only ones who really fit the Gilligan's Island personas.
"Todd, why don't you show Fred around, and to his room. I have business to attend to." Mystique said, and strolled off in the opposite direction. Todd led me to a stairway that put the X-Geek's to shame, and we headed up.
"It's been really weird, man." Todd said as we reached the top. He led me to the right. "This whole thing's got everybody paranoid. Especially Wanda, but she was off her rocker to begin with. I mean, it was unexpected."
"What was? I still don't know the whole story." I said. I only knew the basic parts, like the Professor's kidnapping.
"This is your room, man. I'm across the hall. Lance is next to you, on the left." Todd paused, and shut the door. "Okay, I'll tell you what I know. Mystique never stopped working for Magneto. That whole disappearance thing was just a ploy to see how we would handle being left alone, and to give Mystique and Magneto time to find their new recruits."
"Right." I said. The new recruits. That was an impressive bunch. Their powers were better than ours, and they had more training. The Aussie kid, the one who could control fire, was the least trained of all of them, and he was still twice as good as any of the 'hood. Except, of course, Wanda, but she was in a completely different league from the rest of us. The Russian guy, the one who was almost as big as I am, was an amazing fighter, and the Cajun was a professional thief, and had skills that made Houdini look like an amateur. Magneto even had Sabretooth working for him. Man, the X-Men are doomed.
"So," Todd continued, "Once our little spy got the Prof outta the way, we did the whole join and betray thing to the X-men. Then, after the battle, Mystique told the X-Geeks that she'd replaced their Prof. She didn't even tell them how long she had been doing that, wither, just left them hanging. Then we, the 'hood, took off, and set up here, leaving them leaderless and homeless. Magneto got roughed up quite a bit in the fight, apparently Wanda went hard on him, and he's still in the infirmary."
"We have an infirmary?"
"Yep, just like the spoiled kids." Todd grinned. There was a knock at the door just then, and Lance stuck his head in the door. "Time for dinner. Bosslady said we all hafta show."
"Okay." Me and Todd chorused, and Todd led the way to the dining room.
Well, comments are the ambrosia and nectar for this goddess, so please don't let me starve!
~Persephone
