Queen Sheeva; Man this song rulz!!!! (P.O.D- Sleeping awake, you would know it if you downloaded it or if you've seen The Matrix Reloaded and waited to see the trailer at the end the credits!) man, it's been a long day! But tomorrow is Saturday and that means I have nothing to do, sept go visit my dear friend. She's sick, but nothing bout that now, I hope you guys are enjoying my story! PLZ R+R!!!!!!!!!!!
Plot; After another attack on the President he goes forth with the mutant registration laws but they go too far. Everyone is captured, even professor Xavier and Magneto, but there are a few who happened to escape. Kurt, Remy and Pietro. Now they are on the run to try and free their friends in time! K+A, R+R, P+K (Kurt + Amanda) (Remy + Rogue) (Pietro + Kitty...I like that pairing!!!) I'm still deciding on the whole Jean and Scott thing.......NAH THEY DESERVE EACH OTHER!!! They are too cute together to not be.
Disclaimer; I don't own any rights to any marvel comics and defiantly not to X-men. I don't own any rights except the rights to my stories I guess...if I came up wit the idea and someone else steals it...course I'm gonna be pissed off!
Freedom
Chapter 4. Conditions
The mansion was ghostly quiet. Windows had been broken, doors had been forced open and various items were lying upon the ground broken. It seemed so horrible, so frightening. It didn't seem real anymore. Why were they capturing all of the mutants in Bayville? How did they know where to look, which ones to choose?
Blood dripped silently to the ground as Kurt wondered around the empty rooms. His arm felt heavy and weak and his whole side ached in pain. He placed a trembling hand up to the wound and applied pressure to it, trying to stop the bleeding. A strong wind whipped around him violently, knocking Kurt to the ground.
"Hey blue boy!" a voice said coming from an unknown source.
"Huh?" Kurt stuttered looking up. Pietro grinned down at him.
"Where'd you come from?" Kurt asked.
"Wow, what happened here?" Pietro replied distracted by the mess of the once tidy household.
"Help me up." Kurt groaned trying not to lean on his bad arm. Pietro reached down and grabbed Kurt's good hand and pulled him up. Kurt winced in pain and looked down, noticing that he'd trailed blood everywhere he'd gone.
"What the hell?" Pietro said slowly, glancing at his hand covered in crimson red blood.
"I vas shot..." Kurt said feeling quiet sick now. His head was swimming and he couldn't keep balance.
"What's going on?" Pietro said but Kurt couldn't really hear him. His voice seemed distant and trailed off.
The room swirled all of the colours blurring together. He wobbled around on the spot as his body ached.
"Kurt?" Pietro said, but Kurt couldn't hear him anymore or see him. All he could feel was the rushing coldness of the dark.
****
It was pitch black and the ground shook. A rumble was all Rogue could hear but she could feel somebody near her. She tried to moved her hands but they were being held back to whatever she was leaning on. She tried to pull her legs up but couldn't. She wasn't strong enough to break the restraints.
"Where tha hell am ah?!" Rogue cried angrily a bit shocked. She heard the clanking of chains from somewhere around her.
"Who's that?" a voice whispered.
"Who's that?" Rogue croaked back peering into the darkness, wishing that it was light enough for her to see.
"Teren...who're you?" a French accented voice asked. (Q.S; I'm adding my own characters! Bleh! ^^')
Rogue was silent unsure whether to answer or not.
"Ah'm...Rogue..." she said hesitantly. She heard the chains again moving and felt very scared, which was a new feeling for her.
"Do you know what's going on?" Teren asked. Rogue closed her sore eyes and slipped down to the ground, her arms being pulled above her head.
"Wouldn't hav a clue..." she answered her neck suddenly aching as if she had whip lash.
There was an uncomfortable silence, as they listened to the rumbling and tried to summarize what had happened. But nothing they could think of came up. All Rogue could remember was getting ready for school and then the rest was blurry.
"Um...I know this may sound awkward...to ask right now...but..." Teren stuttered.
"What?" Rogue said hanging her head and twisting her neck to get rid of the pain.
"Um...well...are you...a...mutant?" she asked hesitantly. Rogue's eyes snapped open. Should she tell her? Should she even answer at all? She didn't know.
"Why?" Rogue snapped pulling herself up.
"Cause...I...am...and...well...I can't...use my powers...cause if I could use em we'd be outta here already..." she said with an airy chuckle at the end. Rogue felt somewhat annoyed by her question.
"Well ma powers aren't exactly ones you'd wanna use!" she spat, "Ergh, lemme outta here!!" Rogue struggled with the chains binding her to the wall and ripped at them angrily. Suddenly they stopped moving and everything came to a halt. She could hear footsteps on the ground outside walking closer. Suddenly the wall opened up and let blinding flood in making Rogue cringe.
****
"We don't want to hurt anyone, but it's now a law, that all mutants be tagged and placed into work, for the worlds safety." A man, heavily armored in armor and weaponry explained to some mutants, including Professor Xavier and Magneto. There were other mutants around them, with chains around their hands, feet and necks. The Professor was spared the restraints as they knew a disabled mutant without his powers could not stop them. Magneto kept rubbing his fists together, angered by the fact that he could not control any of the metal binds around him.
"All of you and your followers will be placed to work , except for a few exceptions...any questions..." the man grunted. No one spoke but glared angrily and evilly at them all.
"I have one..." a soft voice asked.
The guards looked at each other and then looked back at the man. The Professor pointed to one of the guards making them jump.
"Why do you say you don't want to hurt anyone when he already shot one of my students back in Bayville." He said calmly. The man in the middle who had explained the conditions to them didn't answer.
"Take them away, put that guy in a cell." He grunted. The guards filed out and struggled to take away their prisoners. The mutants who were fine in health were guided down a light filled corridor but the Professor was wheeled down a dank dark, smelly corridor, by some big guy. They stopped and the man moved around the Professor and opened a door.
It was lighter in there, but still dirty and dank. It smelled of moldy clothes and rotten food and only had a small bed and toilet. He wheeled him inside and left him in the middle. The tall man bent down and placed a big key into a padlock. It clicked and the wall slid open to reveal the outside world, with bars across it. Another big padlock was locking the bars to the small room. The man replaced the keys on his belt and walked out, clicking the big iron door shut.
The Professor released a long sigh and looked outside, his eyes grew wide at what he saw.
****
"Give those back, please, I must wear them!" Scott shouted closing his eyes quickly as the guards took away his red tinted glasses.
"We don't care kid, you don't hav ta look fashionable here!" one of them cried placing them into a bag along with other possessions they taken away from mutants.
"You don't understand..." Scott cried covering his eyes with his hands making his ankles throb, "I can't open my eyes without them..."
"Who cares, now open your fucking eyes kid!" the same man yelled angrily annoyed by Scott's complaints.
"I can't-" Scott started but fell backwards as someone grabbed him roughly.
"No, don't!" Scott yelled as they tried to force him to open his eyes. He tried his hardest to get up again but they were so strong. He saw light and suddenly had no choice. He opened his eyes and shut them again quickly.
Scott struggled to feel his way around and pulled himself up from the slimy and muddy ground. He then realized he couldn't hear any scolding fires or screaming of people who'd been hit by his blasts that normally came from opening his eyes. He cautiously opened his eyes with his hands in front of them. Nothing happened, he could see everything but everything was in a normal colour. For once in his entire life he'd seen colour.
"What...the..." he said slowly, confused and also shocked. He could see everything, his blasts weren't working.
"I...can...see...everything..." he said slowly feeling a jolt of happiness in his heart. He suddenly fell forward as his knees bent forward with a hard slap of a rod.
"Getta move on boy!" a gruff man growled waving a metal pole around.
****
Queen Sheeva; I don't wanna continue wit this chp anymores so I'll jus get a move on and start no.5!!!!! Scotty boy can see can he?! Wowy, I'm makn this a strange story aye!!!!!! Hehehe plz R+R!!!!
Plot; After another attack on the President he goes forth with the mutant registration laws but they go too far. Everyone is captured, even professor Xavier and Magneto, but there are a few who happened to escape. Kurt, Remy and Pietro. Now they are on the run to try and free their friends in time! K+A, R+R, P+K (Kurt + Amanda) (Remy + Rogue) (Pietro + Kitty...I like that pairing!!!) I'm still deciding on the whole Jean and Scott thing.......NAH THEY DESERVE EACH OTHER!!! They are too cute together to not be.
Disclaimer; I don't own any rights to any marvel comics and defiantly not to X-men. I don't own any rights except the rights to my stories I guess...if I came up wit the idea and someone else steals it...course I'm gonna be pissed off!
Freedom
Chapter 4. Conditions
The mansion was ghostly quiet. Windows had been broken, doors had been forced open and various items were lying upon the ground broken. It seemed so horrible, so frightening. It didn't seem real anymore. Why were they capturing all of the mutants in Bayville? How did they know where to look, which ones to choose?
Blood dripped silently to the ground as Kurt wondered around the empty rooms. His arm felt heavy and weak and his whole side ached in pain. He placed a trembling hand up to the wound and applied pressure to it, trying to stop the bleeding. A strong wind whipped around him violently, knocking Kurt to the ground.
"Hey blue boy!" a voice said coming from an unknown source.
"Huh?" Kurt stuttered looking up. Pietro grinned down at him.
"Where'd you come from?" Kurt asked.
"Wow, what happened here?" Pietro replied distracted by the mess of the once tidy household.
"Help me up." Kurt groaned trying not to lean on his bad arm. Pietro reached down and grabbed Kurt's good hand and pulled him up. Kurt winced in pain and looked down, noticing that he'd trailed blood everywhere he'd gone.
"What the hell?" Pietro said slowly, glancing at his hand covered in crimson red blood.
"I vas shot..." Kurt said feeling quiet sick now. His head was swimming and he couldn't keep balance.
"What's going on?" Pietro said but Kurt couldn't really hear him. His voice seemed distant and trailed off.
The room swirled all of the colours blurring together. He wobbled around on the spot as his body ached.
"Kurt?" Pietro said, but Kurt couldn't hear him anymore or see him. All he could feel was the rushing coldness of the dark.
****
It was pitch black and the ground shook. A rumble was all Rogue could hear but she could feel somebody near her. She tried to moved her hands but they were being held back to whatever she was leaning on. She tried to pull her legs up but couldn't. She wasn't strong enough to break the restraints.
"Where tha hell am ah?!" Rogue cried angrily a bit shocked. She heard the clanking of chains from somewhere around her.
"Who's that?" a voice whispered.
"Who's that?" Rogue croaked back peering into the darkness, wishing that it was light enough for her to see.
"Teren...who're you?" a French accented voice asked. (Q.S; I'm adding my own characters! Bleh! ^^')
Rogue was silent unsure whether to answer or not.
"Ah'm...Rogue..." she said hesitantly. She heard the chains again moving and felt very scared, which was a new feeling for her.
"Do you know what's going on?" Teren asked. Rogue closed her sore eyes and slipped down to the ground, her arms being pulled above her head.
"Wouldn't hav a clue..." she answered her neck suddenly aching as if she had whip lash.
There was an uncomfortable silence, as they listened to the rumbling and tried to summarize what had happened. But nothing they could think of came up. All Rogue could remember was getting ready for school and then the rest was blurry.
"Um...I know this may sound awkward...to ask right now...but..." Teren stuttered.
"What?" Rogue said hanging her head and twisting her neck to get rid of the pain.
"Um...well...are you...a...mutant?" she asked hesitantly. Rogue's eyes snapped open. Should she tell her? Should she even answer at all? She didn't know.
"Why?" Rogue snapped pulling herself up.
"Cause...I...am...and...well...I can't...use my powers...cause if I could use em we'd be outta here already..." she said with an airy chuckle at the end. Rogue felt somewhat annoyed by her question.
"Well ma powers aren't exactly ones you'd wanna use!" she spat, "Ergh, lemme outta here!!" Rogue struggled with the chains binding her to the wall and ripped at them angrily. Suddenly they stopped moving and everything came to a halt. She could hear footsteps on the ground outside walking closer. Suddenly the wall opened up and let blinding flood in making Rogue cringe.
****
"We don't want to hurt anyone, but it's now a law, that all mutants be tagged and placed into work, for the worlds safety." A man, heavily armored in armor and weaponry explained to some mutants, including Professor Xavier and Magneto. There were other mutants around them, with chains around their hands, feet and necks. The Professor was spared the restraints as they knew a disabled mutant without his powers could not stop them. Magneto kept rubbing his fists together, angered by the fact that he could not control any of the metal binds around him.
"All of you and your followers will be placed to work , except for a few exceptions...any questions..." the man grunted. No one spoke but glared angrily and evilly at them all.
"I have one..." a soft voice asked.
The guards looked at each other and then looked back at the man. The Professor pointed to one of the guards making them jump.
"Why do you say you don't want to hurt anyone when he already shot one of my students back in Bayville." He said calmly. The man in the middle who had explained the conditions to them didn't answer.
"Take them away, put that guy in a cell." He grunted. The guards filed out and struggled to take away their prisoners. The mutants who were fine in health were guided down a light filled corridor but the Professor was wheeled down a dank dark, smelly corridor, by some big guy. They stopped and the man moved around the Professor and opened a door.
It was lighter in there, but still dirty and dank. It smelled of moldy clothes and rotten food and only had a small bed and toilet. He wheeled him inside and left him in the middle. The tall man bent down and placed a big key into a padlock. It clicked and the wall slid open to reveal the outside world, with bars across it. Another big padlock was locking the bars to the small room. The man replaced the keys on his belt and walked out, clicking the big iron door shut.
The Professor released a long sigh and looked outside, his eyes grew wide at what he saw.
****
"Give those back, please, I must wear them!" Scott shouted closing his eyes quickly as the guards took away his red tinted glasses.
"We don't care kid, you don't hav ta look fashionable here!" one of them cried placing them into a bag along with other possessions they taken away from mutants.
"You don't understand..." Scott cried covering his eyes with his hands making his ankles throb, "I can't open my eyes without them..."
"Who cares, now open your fucking eyes kid!" the same man yelled angrily annoyed by Scott's complaints.
"I can't-" Scott started but fell backwards as someone grabbed him roughly.
"No, don't!" Scott yelled as they tried to force him to open his eyes. He tried his hardest to get up again but they were so strong. He saw light and suddenly had no choice. He opened his eyes and shut them again quickly.
Scott struggled to feel his way around and pulled himself up from the slimy and muddy ground. He then realized he couldn't hear any scolding fires or screaming of people who'd been hit by his blasts that normally came from opening his eyes. He cautiously opened his eyes with his hands in front of them. Nothing happened, he could see everything but everything was in a normal colour. For once in his entire life he'd seen colour.
"What...the..." he said slowly, confused and also shocked. He could see everything, his blasts weren't working.
"I...can...see...everything..." he said slowly feeling a jolt of happiness in his heart. He suddenly fell forward as his knees bent forward with a hard slap of a rod.
"Getta move on boy!" a gruff man growled waving a metal pole around.
****
Queen Sheeva; I don't wanna continue wit this chp anymores so I'll jus get a move on and start no.5!!!!! Scotty boy can see can he?! Wowy, I'm makn this a strange story aye!!!!!! Hehehe plz R+R!!!!
