-----Disclaimer: Yeah..ya'll know I don't own X-men Evo, and I own Damia.
At least I hope you got that so far. Notes: ^^Thoughts^^, (Aussie/Greek
Translation), Telepathic Speaking ------
Chapter Nine: Glass Room and Metal Tables
Damia was sitting on her bed thinking, and trying to hold back the tears. She couldn't believe it, why would John do this to her. Didn't he care? But the worse thing was Scott had been right, or it least it appeared that way at the moment. She prayed that John was going to help them, but they had been in their glass prison for about a week.
Rogue walked over to her friend. "What's wrong sugah?"
"I can't believe." She broke into tears.
Rogue rubbed her back, trying to comfort her.
"God, like we need to figure out some sort of plan." Kitty said.
"What can we do? We don't have our powers." Amara told her.
"Kitty's right, we have to figure out how to get out of here." Jean replied.
"And we don't need our powers to figure out how to escape are you all forgetting that we know how to fight?" Jubilee added.
"Then what do you suggest?" Rahne questioned.
Damia stopped her crying. "We have to figure out their weaknesses, and face the fact that the team won't find us.very soon. So we need to get started. Think we know their weaknesses. There has to be something."
"Well, Lance and I went out so." Kitty thought. "He like is claustrophobic."
"That's a start." Jean said. "Let's see, we know Lance can't keep his tremor up for long or he'll eventually become unconscious if he pushes himself. Blob can't run very fast."
"Pyro can use fire unless he has a source, and water kills fire." Damia added.
"We could use their powers against them, I mean Wanda. Her power can reverse the effect, right. So we could use her to get the others that aren't as vulnerable like Quicksilver, Sabertooth, and Colossus." Jubilee stated.
"Okay, but how do we get out or the glass thing?" Tabby asked.
They were stopped in their conversation by Avalanche and Pyro bringing them lunch. They slid the tray's through the slots in the wall. Neither of them looked at the girls, they just did their job.
"Wow, servant's Ah feel so loved." Rogue said dryly.
"Yeah, all their missing is British accents, and those ugly uniforms." Tabby added coldly.
Lance turned and glared at Rogue "Funny, at least I'm not the one in a glass box."
"No, you wouldn't like that would you? Because you're like scared of small spaces." Kitty retorted.
"Be quiet Kitty." He said not looking at her.
"Make me." She glared at him.
"Oh Kitty darling, he isn't man enough to hit you. Besides his hand is probably tired from whacking off all day." Damia stated curtly.
"Common mate." John put his hand on Lance's shoulder trying to get him to move him along.
"Oh and let's not get started on fire fly." Jubilee replied.
"Cark it sparkle girl." John retorted.
"Yes, Jubs you'll hurt his feelings, but maybe that will give him something decent to write about." Damia told her harshly. "Even the muses can't help his sorry pieces of literature." She glared at him. She was standing close to the glass wall glaring at him. He turned to look at her.
"And you!" He pointed his finger at Damia.
"What?" Damia asked him, challenging him. "What are you going to do? Hurt me? Go ahead. I'd love to see you try. Nothing you can do would hurt me John, absolutely nothing. You're too weak. Now leave and go play fetch with your master. After all you are his dog."
"Sheila, I would watch what you say." John glared at her.
"Why? Am I supposed to be afraid?" She glared at him. "I am aren't I?" She made a fake and sweet innocent voice but her face and aura where completely challenging "Oh John save me, you're so powerful, and I'm so helpless, and so-"
"Enough!" A loud voice said, they couldn't see the source of the sound but they knew who it was.Magneto. "I think it's time you show what you're made of. Bring them to room 57."
Pyro looked shocked; apparently this was a bad thing. More of Magneto's men came to 'escort' the girls to the room.
"Let go." Damia hissed when Pyro grabbed her arms.
"I have-" He began.
"I'll follow, just don't touch me." She glared at him. This hurt him, but he didn't show it. He wished that this wasn't happening, but he couldn't help her.he could but he was scared.
When they entered the room, Magneto was seated in a leather chair. 'Welcome ladies."he began "I hope you are enjoying your stay-"
"Cut the crap." Rogue retorted.
He ignored her but did as she asked, he didn't say a thing. He just waved his hand and they heard a sound that looked as if a lever moved up. The room went darker and silver machine's appeared. There were odd machines and operating tables and the girls didn't need to ask what they were for.
"Get them ready." Magneto told them.
The girl's were each brought to a silver metal table, and strapped to it. They fought to get out of the straps but it was no use, they had no way out.
Pyro tightened the last strap on the metal table on Damia. "Is that too tight, love?" he asked her.
She glared at him "Why do you care?" she turned her head to the other side away from his eyes. The table was cold against her skin.
"Damia-"
"Don't." she told him then turned her face to look at him, she missed him so much. "Why are you always the one serving us the meals, taking us to the other rooms, and-"
"I have to see you somehow." He gave her a small smile, and ran his hand through her hair, and down her cheek. She leaned against his touch.
"John?" Damia asked warm tears falling from her eyes.
"Yes?" He answered her, he wish he was brave enough to help her.
"Kiss me." She told him. He leaned forward to the table and pressed his lips against hers, he could feel her tears. He wanted the kiss to last forever, but his boss broke it.
"John please leave." Magneto told him his eyebrow arched.
John broke the kiss and whispered in her ear. "I love you."
He eyes widened and she just looked at him. He gave her a small smile and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" Damia screamed "John please!" he stopped, and she begged Magneto. "Whatever you are going to do to me, can he please stay with me?"
Magneto looked at her, and shook his head. But, John just ran over "Yes, I'll stay." He grabbed her hand. He knew what Magneto was going to do and if could somehow make the pain less he would do whatever he could.
"Very well." Magneto replied, there was another sound and a door opened and men in white suits came in and one went to each table. A chair was brought in for John to sit on while he was with Damia. A man with brown hair and thick glasses was assigned to her; he seemed to be examining her. He stuck circular suction strips to her chest, and forehead. Then he pressed a red button, and she felt electricity serge through her, she let out a cry of pain. But, she didn't want to give in to Magneto's sick pleasure, so she bit her lip. She felt John's hand holding hers and she looked at him, she suddenly didn't want him here. The electricity stopped.
"Go, please and see the others. Please tell me what's happening to them." she bit down again as more electricity burned her veins.
John's eyes widened "No, I think-"
"Please, check on them. Make sure their alright. Make sure that they go easy on them." She told him.
"But you-"
"Help them not me." She begged him "Help them." She let out a small wiper as she felt the electricity run through her stronger than before.
John stared at her, and then walked away to check up on the others. He wanted to stay with her to make sure they didn't hurt her, but he knew that she was already hurting.
-----Please review, thanks! ~Alana-----
Chapter Nine: Glass Room and Metal Tables
Damia was sitting on her bed thinking, and trying to hold back the tears. She couldn't believe it, why would John do this to her. Didn't he care? But the worse thing was Scott had been right, or it least it appeared that way at the moment. She prayed that John was going to help them, but they had been in their glass prison for about a week.
Rogue walked over to her friend. "What's wrong sugah?"
"I can't believe." She broke into tears.
Rogue rubbed her back, trying to comfort her.
"God, like we need to figure out some sort of plan." Kitty said.
"What can we do? We don't have our powers." Amara told her.
"Kitty's right, we have to figure out how to get out of here." Jean replied.
"And we don't need our powers to figure out how to escape are you all forgetting that we know how to fight?" Jubilee added.
"Then what do you suggest?" Rahne questioned.
Damia stopped her crying. "We have to figure out their weaknesses, and face the fact that the team won't find us.very soon. So we need to get started. Think we know their weaknesses. There has to be something."
"Well, Lance and I went out so." Kitty thought. "He like is claustrophobic."
"That's a start." Jean said. "Let's see, we know Lance can't keep his tremor up for long or he'll eventually become unconscious if he pushes himself. Blob can't run very fast."
"Pyro can use fire unless he has a source, and water kills fire." Damia added.
"We could use their powers against them, I mean Wanda. Her power can reverse the effect, right. So we could use her to get the others that aren't as vulnerable like Quicksilver, Sabertooth, and Colossus." Jubilee stated.
"Okay, but how do we get out or the glass thing?" Tabby asked.
They were stopped in their conversation by Avalanche and Pyro bringing them lunch. They slid the tray's through the slots in the wall. Neither of them looked at the girls, they just did their job.
"Wow, servant's Ah feel so loved." Rogue said dryly.
"Yeah, all their missing is British accents, and those ugly uniforms." Tabby added coldly.
Lance turned and glared at Rogue "Funny, at least I'm not the one in a glass box."
"No, you wouldn't like that would you? Because you're like scared of small spaces." Kitty retorted.
"Be quiet Kitty." He said not looking at her.
"Make me." She glared at him.
"Oh Kitty darling, he isn't man enough to hit you. Besides his hand is probably tired from whacking off all day." Damia stated curtly.
"Common mate." John put his hand on Lance's shoulder trying to get him to move him along.
"Oh and let's not get started on fire fly." Jubilee replied.
"Cark it sparkle girl." John retorted.
"Yes, Jubs you'll hurt his feelings, but maybe that will give him something decent to write about." Damia told her harshly. "Even the muses can't help his sorry pieces of literature." She glared at him. She was standing close to the glass wall glaring at him. He turned to look at her.
"And you!" He pointed his finger at Damia.
"What?" Damia asked him, challenging him. "What are you going to do? Hurt me? Go ahead. I'd love to see you try. Nothing you can do would hurt me John, absolutely nothing. You're too weak. Now leave and go play fetch with your master. After all you are his dog."
"Sheila, I would watch what you say." John glared at her.
"Why? Am I supposed to be afraid?" She glared at him. "I am aren't I?" She made a fake and sweet innocent voice but her face and aura where completely challenging "Oh John save me, you're so powerful, and I'm so helpless, and so-"
"Enough!" A loud voice said, they couldn't see the source of the sound but they knew who it was.Magneto. "I think it's time you show what you're made of. Bring them to room 57."
Pyro looked shocked; apparently this was a bad thing. More of Magneto's men came to 'escort' the girls to the room.
"Let go." Damia hissed when Pyro grabbed her arms.
"I have-" He began.
"I'll follow, just don't touch me." She glared at him. This hurt him, but he didn't show it. He wished that this wasn't happening, but he couldn't help her.he could but he was scared.
When they entered the room, Magneto was seated in a leather chair. 'Welcome ladies."he began "I hope you are enjoying your stay-"
"Cut the crap." Rogue retorted.
He ignored her but did as she asked, he didn't say a thing. He just waved his hand and they heard a sound that looked as if a lever moved up. The room went darker and silver machine's appeared. There were odd machines and operating tables and the girls didn't need to ask what they were for.
"Get them ready." Magneto told them.
The girl's were each brought to a silver metal table, and strapped to it. They fought to get out of the straps but it was no use, they had no way out.
Pyro tightened the last strap on the metal table on Damia. "Is that too tight, love?" he asked her.
She glared at him "Why do you care?" she turned her head to the other side away from his eyes. The table was cold against her skin.
"Damia-"
"Don't." she told him then turned her face to look at him, she missed him so much. "Why are you always the one serving us the meals, taking us to the other rooms, and-"
"I have to see you somehow." He gave her a small smile, and ran his hand through her hair, and down her cheek. She leaned against his touch.
"John?" Damia asked warm tears falling from her eyes.
"Yes?" He answered her, he wish he was brave enough to help her.
"Kiss me." She told him. He leaned forward to the table and pressed his lips against hers, he could feel her tears. He wanted the kiss to last forever, but his boss broke it.
"John please leave." Magneto told him his eyebrow arched.
John broke the kiss and whispered in her ear. "I love you."
He eyes widened and she just looked at him. He gave her a small smile and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" Damia screamed "John please!" he stopped, and she begged Magneto. "Whatever you are going to do to me, can he please stay with me?"
Magneto looked at her, and shook his head. But, John just ran over "Yes, I'll stay." He grabbed her hand. He knew what Magneto was going to do and if could somehow make the pain less he would do whatever he could.
"Very well." Magneto replied, there was another sound and a door opened and men in white suits came in and one went to each table. A chair was brought in for John to sit on while he was with Damia. A man with brown hair and thick glasses was assigned to her; he seemed to be examining her. He stuck circular suction strips to her chest, and forehead. Then he pressed a red button, and she felt electricity serge through her, she let out a cry of pain. But, she didn't want to give in to Magneto's sick pleasure, so she bit her lip. She felt John's hand holding hers and she looked at him, she suddenly didn't want him here. The electricity stopped.
"Go, please and see the others. Please tell me what's happening to them." she bit down again as more electricity burned her veins.
John's eyes widened "No, I think-"
"Please, check on them. Make sure their alright. Make sure that they go easy on them." She told him.
"But you-"
"Help them not me." She begged him "Help them." She let out a small wiper as she felt the electricity run through her stronger than before.
John stared at her, and then walked away to check up on the others. He wanted to stay with her to make sure they didn't hurt her, but he knew that she was already hurting.
-----Please review, thanks! ~Alana-----