So, here is another chapter. Thank you, Todd fan, for your review! And Dont
worry, I won't hurt Forge. Much! LOL! Maybe not at all.. He's moved to the
centre of my brain (like he did with yours! LOL!) Along with a couple of
other characters (Multiple and Pyro)
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except Mýa. And Oxedubh.
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"We can do this." Mýa muttered to Forge, who was cowering in the corner.
"No we cant! We're gonna DIEEE!" screamed Forge.
Mýa rolled her eyes. "Where are you? Why aren't you showing yourself?"
"Because.theres nothing to show," the voice said evilly, "And I'm over here."
"What's the deal? Why won't you let us out?" Forge whimpered.
"Heres the deal: you stay in here and fight me, you get your powers back," the voice said seriously, "And if you don't want to..well, I'll let you out now, home free. But you wont get your powers back."
***
'RING! RING!'
"Toad! Get the phone!" Lance yelled.
Todd didn't answer.
"Fine! I'll get it MYSELF!" Lance shouted, "But I won't tell you who it was!"
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hello, Lance," said a familiar voice, "It's Oxedubh."
"Oh, hey Oxedubh," Lance replied, "I'm sorry, Mýa's out."
"I didn't want to talk to her." Oxedubh sighed, "Not yet, anyway."
"You-you didn't?" Lance asked.
"No, I was hoping to catch one of you," Oxedubh said, almost in a whisper, "I wanted to talk to you..about our losing our powers."
"Yeah, it's a real pain," muttered Lance, "When I find who took 'em, I'm gonna rip out their guts."
"Well, one of my powers was immortality," Oxedubh told him, "And I'm an old man."
"No, your not.." Lance panicked, "You can't be!"
"Lance, I'm over two hundred years old," sighed Oxedubh, "And I have lived a good life."
"But.but you..how do you know?" Lance was speechless.
"I..I can feel it." Oxedubh replied, "And I had a premonition of all of this years ago."
"Mýa.what about her? She'll be devastated!" protested Lance.
"Yes, I know," Oxedubh really sounded weak, "That's why you MUST NOT tell her."
"WHAT!"
"Not anyone else either, I want to tell her myself." Oxedubh answered.
"Well..when she comes back..I'll get her to call you.." it was all Lance could do not to express his sadness in his voice.
"Thank you, Lance, you're a good boy," said Oxedubh sleepily, "I wont be long now.."
"Hold on until she comes back!" Lance pleaded, "PLEASE!"
"I will..get her to call.." Oxedubh murmured sleepily.
"Well..get good bye.." Lance hung up and made his way back to the sitting room where he sat down and put his head in his hands.
***
In the common room in the Xavier institute, Rogue and Scott were making out. Suddenly, Jamie walked in.
"Ahem," he grunted.
"Uh.." Scott and Rogue sat back in different places.
"Taking advantage of the situation?" chuckled Jamie.
"Something like that," Scott replied, looking at Rogue. There she sat, right beside him, and all he wanted to do was kiss her. Heck, all he ever had wanted to do was kiss her.
"I'll, ah, leave you too alone," Jamie walked out of the room, presumably to the kitchen.
Scott leaned forward again, this time Rogue was lying back.
"No-Scott-Ah think this is wrong." Rogue sighed.
"What?" Scott was alarmed, "Rogue, have I ever told you how I feel about you? I like you a lot, Rogue, a lot more than anyone else in my entire life."
"Yes, but," sighed Rogue again, "Ah feel so darn guilty," darn her conscience! "Ah no me and Jean nevah really got on well, but Ah feel bad- stealin' her guy."
"Your not, Rogue, I'm not her guy," Scott muttered, thinking all the while why wouldn't she just kiss him.
"But, Ah-" Rogue was cut off by Scott's kiss.
Scott sat up on the couch. It was all a dream. He had wished it were real.
***
"Fine. We'll fight." Mýa said sternly.
"No, no, no! Mýa, no," Forge was hyperventilating.
"Don't say you don't want your powers back," Mýa rolled her eyes.
"I do, I just want to GET OUT!" replied Forge.
"Fine. Out." The voice said silently.
They found themselves outside the mall.
"Thanks a lot," Mýa sighed, punching Forge in the stomach, "I hate you."
With that, Mýa stormed off.
"MÝA! WAIT!" Forge called, "I HAVE A WAY-"
"Don't," she replied, "Just don't."
***
Lance was lying on the couch, lost in his thoughts. He was pretty much dropped back to reality by the door slamming.
He flinched and fell off the couch. "Mýa?"
"WHAT!" she yelled.
He flinched once more, "Come in here for a second."
He heard her cursing.
"WHAT!" shouted Mýa.
This girl needs anger control, thought Lance. "Oxedubh phoned earlier," he sighed.
"Oh god! What is it?" Mýa asked, worried and she almost fell to the floor.
"I..I'm sorry, I can't tell you," Lance replied, "He said for me to tell you to phone him back."
Mýa immediately ran to the phone and dialled.
***
An hour later, Mýa stumbled back into the living room. She seemed numb and oblivious to her surroundings. She fell into a chair.
The phone rang again. Lance got it.
"Hello?" said Tabitha's voice.
"What?" snapped Lance quietly.
"Jeez, why so quiet?" Tabby asked.
"Mýas..sleeping.." he said even quieter, "Why did you phone anyway?"
"Oh, just me and Kevin are at Xaviers right now," began Tabby.
"What the heck are you doing there?" Lance felt like roaring, but instead he said it quietly.
"Umm..that's the thing, we aren't coming back. Bye, Lance, and say goodbye to Mýa too," Tabitha hung up.
Lance cursed into the phone. Then he went back to the living room. He figured he might as well tell Mýa.
***
"How did it go?" Morph asked urgently.
"Not very well." Tabitha smiled.
***
"Mýa..are you ok?" Lance asked, after about 2 hours of quietness.
"Yeah..yeah, I'm just..just fine.." muttered Mýa. Lance was worrying; she hadn't shed a tear. Although that was just the girl she was.
"Did he tell you.." Lance trailed off.
"That he was dying? Yeah, he did," Mýa sighed, "And when I find whoever took away our powers, I'll rip their insides out, go rock climbing and use them for safety nets and ropes."
"And anything else?" Lance wondered.
"Yes, a few more things." Mýa replied, "First of all, I won't be staying here."
"Don't tell me your going to Xaviers?" Lance moaned, "That'll be 3 we've lost to them in 1 DAY!"
"No, I'll be further away." Mýa answered, "I'm going to Moira Mc Taggart on Muir Island in Scotland if we don't get our powers back in three days. She will keep me there until we get them back, and then tell me what to do after that. She's Rahne Sinclair's, a new recruit, adoptive mother."
Someone knocked the door.
"I'LL GET IT!" yelled Pietro, running downstairs slowly. He wasn't all that fast anymore.
"You!" gasped Pietro.
"I'm not too happy to see you either, y'know mate." A boy a bit older than Pietro stood there. He was taller and he had red hair.
"What do you want?" snapped Pietro.
"The boss man wants you and a girl called..what was it..I cant remember now..Mýa?" asked John.
"Yeah, that's probably it alright, to what?" Pietro muttered.
"To come canoeing with us tomorrow," John rolled his eyes.
"No." Pietro replied simply. He was _NOT_ going anywhere with them unless he had a fire extinguisher. A very LARGE fire extinguisher.
"It wasn't a question," replied John staring Pietro straight in the eyes, "It was a demand."
"Says who?" Pietro snapped, staring right back at John.
"Your dad, that's who." John snapped back.
"Fine, fine, we'll be there," Pietro sighed, hating John more by the second.
***
There, another chapter done. And after this, I really WILL start changing things. Check back again, but make sure you REVIEW! Please?
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Except Mýa. And Oxedubh.
***
"We can do this." Mýa muttered to Forge, who was cowering in the corner.
"No we cant! We're gonna DIEEE!" screamed Forge.
Mýa rolled her eyes. "Where are you? Why aren't you showing yourself?"
"Because.theres nothing to show," the voice said evilly, "And I'm over here."
"What's the deal? Why won't you let us out?" Forge whimpered.
"Heres the deal: you stay in here and fight me, you get your powers back," the voice said seriously, "And if you don't want to..well, I'll let you out now, home free. But you wont get your powers back."
***
'RING! RING!'
"Toad! Get the phone!" Lance yelled.
Todd didn't answer.
"Fine! I'll get it MYSELF!" Lance shouted, "But I won't tell you who it was!"
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hello, Lance," said a familiar voice, "It's Oxedubh."
"Oh, hey Oxedubh," Lance replied, "I'm sorry, Mýa's out."
"I didn't want to talk to her." Oxedubh sighed, "Not yet, anyway."
"You-you didn't?" Lance asked.
"No, I was hoping to catch one of you," Oxedubh said, almost in a whisper, "I wanted to talk to you..about our losing our powers."
"Yeah, it's a real pain," muttered Lance, "When I find who took 'em, I'm gonna rip out their guts."
"Well, one of my powers was immortality," Oxedubh told him, "And I'm an old man."
"No, your not.." Lance panicked, "You can't be!"
"Lance, I'm over two hundred years old," sighed Oxedubh, "And I have lived a good life."
"But.but you..how do you know?" Lance was speechless.
"I..I can feel it." Oxedubh replied, "And I had a premonition of all of this years ago."
"Mýa.what about her? She'll be devastated!" protested Lance.
"Yes, I know," Oxedubh really sounded weak, "That's why you MUST NOT tell her."
"WHAT!"
"Not anyone else either, I want to tell her myself." Oxedubh answered.
"Well..when she comes back..I'll get her to call you.." it was all Lance could do not to express his sadness in his voice.
"Thank you, Lance, you're a good boy," said Oxedubh sleepily, "I wont be long now.."
"Hold on until she comes back!" Lance pleaded, "PLEASE!"
"I will..get her to call.." Oxedubh murmured sleepily.
"Well..get good bye.." Lance hung up and made his way back to the sitting room where he sat down and put his head in his hands.
***
In the common room in the Xavier institute, Rogue and Scott were making out. Suddenly, Jamie walked in.
"Ahem," he grunted.
"Uh.." Scott and Rogue sat back in different places.
"Taking advantage of the situation?" chuckled Jamie.
"Something like that," Scott replied, looking at Rogue. There she sat, right beside him, and all he wanted to do was kiss her. Heck, all he ever had wanted to do was kiss her.
"I'll, ah, leave you too alone," Jamie walked out of the room, presumably to the kitchen.
Scott leaned forward again, this time Rogue was lying back.
"No-Scott-Ah think this is wrong." Rogue sighed.
"What?" Scott was alarmed, "Rogue, have I ever told you how I feel about you? I like you a lot, Rogue, a lot more than anyone else in my entire life."
"Yes, but," sighed Rogue again, "Ah feel so darn guilty," darn her conscience! "Ah no me and Jean nevah really got on well, but Ah feel bad- stealin' her guy."
"Your not, Rogue, I'm not her guy," Scott muttered, thinking all the while why wouldn't she just kiss him.
"But, Ah-" Rogue was cut off by Scott's kiss.
Scott sat up on the couch. It was all a dream. He had wished it were real.
***
"Fine. We'll fight." Mýa said sternly.
"No, no, no! Mýa, no," Forge was hyperventilating.
"Don't say you don't want your powers back," Mýa rolled her eyes.
"I do, I just want to GET OUT!" replied Forge.
"Fine. Out." The voice said silently.
They found themselves outside the mall.
"Thanks a lot," Mýa sighed, punching Forge in the stomach, "I hate you."
With that, Mýa stormed off.
"MÝA! WAIT!" Forge called, "I HAVE A WAY-"
"Don't," she replied, "Just don't."
***
Lance was lying on the couch, lost in his thoughts. He was pretty much dropped back to reality by the door slamming.
He flinched and fell off the couch. "Mýa?"
"WHAT!" she yelled.
He flinched once more, "Come in here for a second."
He heard her cursing.
"WHAT!" shouted Mýa.
This girl needs anger control, thought Lance. "Oxedubh phoned earlier," he sighed.
"Oh god! What is it?" Mýa asked, worried and she almost fell to the floor.
"I..I'm sorry, I can't tell you," Lance replied, "He said for me to tell you to phone him back."
Mýa immediately ran to the phone and dialled.
***
An hour later, Mýa stumbled back into the living room. She seemed numb and oblivious to her surroundings. She fell into a chair.
The phone rang again. Lance got it.
"Hello?" said Tabitha's voice.
"What?" snapped Lance quietly.
"Jeez, why so quiet?" Tabby asked.
"Mýas..sleeping.." he said even quieter, "Why did you phone anyway?"
"Oh, just me and Kevin are at Xaviers right now," began Tabby.
"What the heck are you doing there?" Lance felt like roaring, but instead he said it quietly.
"Umm..that's the thing, we aren't coming back. Bye, Lance, and say goodbye to Mýa too," Tabitha hung up.
Lance cursed into the phone. Then he went back to the living room. He figured he might as well tell Mýa.
***
"How did it go?" Morph asked urgently.
"Not very well." Tabitha smiled.
***
"Mýa..are you ok?" Lance asked, after about 2 hours of quietness.
"Yeah..yeah, I'm just..just fine.." muttered Mýa. Lance was worrying; she hadn't shed a tear. Although that was just the girl she was.
"Did he tell you.." Lance trailed off.
"That he was dying? Yeah, he did," Mýa sighed, "And when I find whoever took away our powers, I'll rip their insides out, go rock climbing and use them for safety nets and ropes."
"And anything else?" Lance wondered.
"Yes, a few more things." Mýa replied, "First of all, I won't be staying here."
"Don't tell me your going to Xaviers?" Lance moaned, "That'll be 3 we've lost to them in 1 DAY!"
"No, I'll be further away." Mýa answered, "I'm going to Moira Mc Taggart on Muir Island in Scotland if we don't get our powers back in three days. She will keep me there until we get them back, and then tell me what to do after that. She's Rahne Sinclair's, a new recruit, adoptive mother."
Someone knocked the door.
"I'LL GET IT!" yelled Pietro, running downstairs slowly. He wasn't all that fast anymore.
"You!" gasped Pietro.
"I'm not too happy to see you either, y'know mate." A boy a bit older than Pietro stood there. He was taller and he had red hair.
"What do you want?" snapped Pietro.
"The boss man wants you and a girl called..what was it..I cant remember now..Mýa?" asked John.
"Yeah, that's probably it alright, to what?" Pietro muttered.
"To come canoeing with us tomorrow," John rolled his eyes.
"No." Pietro replied simply. He was _NOT_ going anywhere with them unless he had a fire extinguisher. A very LARGE fire extinguisher.
"It wasn't a question," replied John staring Pietro straight in the eyes, "It was a demand."
"Says who?" Pietro snapped, staring right back at John.
"Your dad, that's who." John snapped back.
"Fine, fine, we'll be there," Pietro sighed, hating John more by the second.
***
There, another chapter done. And after this, I really WILL start changing things. Check back again, but make sure you REVIEW! Please?