Brenna's eyes shifted around the darkness of the hallway as she nodded James forward, they left without anyone noticing their absence... for now. Once they left school grounds and were moving through the dark streets of New York it ceased to be Brenna that James followed, but rather a totally different young woman. When they entered a building she shifted again, skin now blue. She left James behind with Pyro who had been waiting there for them, making her way onwards to find Erik...
Magneto already knew she was coming. His best spy and warrior, not to mention most loyal follower, always came just when he thought of her. He didn't even have to turn around as she came into his office, and he was fiddling with two small lead balls. "Hello, Mystique," he said in his soft voice.
Mystique grinned a bit in reply, sliding into his office. "Hello Erik," she said softly, eyes slipping around the room in a single sweep.
He smiled a little, and looked up at her. His office was bare steel, cold, but closed. "You have something to report?" he asked.
Mystique nodded lightly. "The boy is restless, it won't take much to get him out of the school, he's only there still because of the girl. If she left he would follow, and if she was taken out of the picture he wouldn't remain there. No matter what Xavier did to try and convince him he should..."
Magneto nodded softly, and looked up at her again. "Love can be a very powerful weapon, for or against someone. If we bring her here, he'll do anything we want of him."
Mystique's smile broadened just slightly, "Which will be done, very soon. James has helped greatly in that, and I'll be picking up where he left off in scaring her away..."
"Good. After she is away from the boy, gather her up and bring her to me. You figure out how to get him to come to her... That's what you do best." She smiled almost affectingly
Mystique's grin became almost a smirk. "It'll be easy," she said, shifting to Chameleon's form as she spoke, voice shifting along with her.
He smiled proudly at that. "Good. Very good. Do it as quickly as you can. The more the girl displays her want to be there, the less eager he will be to leave."
Mystique nodded simply, shifting back to her natural form. "It should be done by the end of the day tomorrow," she said.
"Good... Very good." He smiled as he twirled the two balls together. "I am looking forward to your handy work."
"I should be back to the school, before it is late enough that my re-entry might be noted," she said smoothly, smiling to Erik, looking forward to this.
He turned towards her. "Feel free to bring Toad and Sabertooth with you in assistance in gathering the girl. They are at least useful in those areas."
Mystique nodded simply, "I'll have them waiting." She turned, heading for the door of his office, "Goodbye Erik." When she left the office she found Pyro and James in the middle of a fight, Toad and Sabertooth merely watching and goading it on. She eyed the group in it's current disarray with a slight shake of her head, before gesturing Toad and Sabertooth to the door, not bothering to break up the other two. She would explain the plan on the way back to the school...
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Back at the school, Fox woke to find that he was not alone in the bed. Chamille had cuddled up beside him in the night, arm over his chest, face nuzzled into his shoulder.
Fox grinned just a bit, shaking his head, this girl was insane, not that he minded too much. He shook her lightly, "Heya beautifu' wha' brings ya ta dis side ah deh room?"
She smiled, not opening her eyes. "That side's not comphy enough." She wiggled against him and smiled wider. "But you certainly are."
Fox smirked impishly hugging her for a moment. "Glad I cin make yer sleepin' moh soun'," he said softly, "but dat dun mean ya dun gotta wake up in deh mornin'..."
"Bah. Morning, smorning." She giggled, and leaned up, kissing his chin softly. "Who needs mornin', huh?"
"Mah stomach fer one," he replied simply, shaking his head that held a grin he couldn't wipe off.
She grinned and leaned down, kissing his stomach through his shirt before sitting up. "Well, I love your stomach better than morning too." She grinned widely, eyes glittering with mirth.
Fox grinned, pushing her playfully away somewhat, "C'mon, lez go geh breakfas'..."
She nodded, and got to her feet. "You go ahead. I gotta go get dressed, alright? I'll be down in a second." She moved over to the dresser.
Fox nodded slightly. "Aight, I'll meet ya deh," he said before leaving.
As he left, a student was right outside, passing by. She and Fox bumped each other, and she touched his arm slightly with her fingers. "Oh, excuse me. Terribly sorry." She offered a smile, before moving on.
"Yeah, whate'er." Fox muttered with a wince, moving onward to breakfast with a slight shake of his head.
The girl stopped and looked back at Fox. Once he was one down the corner, her skin flashed and she smirked. Slowly, the girl's skin shone, and a slow slurping noice was made as she became Fox.
Straightening the gloves that had appeared with him, he moved into the room, and saw Chameleon holding her clothing.
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'Fox' smirked a bit. "Decided I'd ratheh' wait fer ya," he said to explain his reappearance.
She looked up, and smiled warmly at him. "How sweet of you, Fox." She pulled her jeans on under her nightgown, and fastened them. "You gave up food to wait for me!" she grinned a little teasingly.
Fox smirked, heading across the room to glance out the window. "Of cou'se," he said simply, still looking out the window. "It'sa nice day, duncha think." he questioned, glancing back her way.
she turned her back to him, and quickly dressed as he was looking out the window. She turned back to him, buttoning up her blouse. "Aye, it's very pretty." She smiled, and was soon standing beside him.
Fox smirked lightly and gave a slight but sharp nod. It was Toad that responded first, almost before he had entered view he shot out a glob to cover Chameleon's mouth. Fox's smirk grew dark, "Sorreh 'bout dat," he said, voice and form shifting as he spoke "couldn' have ya screamin' for Fox, could we?" Finished Mystique, pushing her out the window for Sabertooth and Toad to deal with.
Chameleon screamed behind the gag, struggling sharply as Sabertooth grabbed her in his fierce arms. The hulking figure growled sharply. "That's it... scream for me." She vanished from site, but it didn't matter. He already had her in a tight hold. Toad looked up at Mystique and grinned, then he and Sabertooth disappeared into the brush, leaving Mystique with part two of the mission alone.
Mystique smirked, and shifted to Chameleon's form. "Careful with her," she called after. "Erik wants her in one piece at least." She smirked, and left the room to find Fox.
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Fox had started on his breakfast, eating in the field, and actually feeling a bit lonely, so used to having Chameleon there that it was weird not to. He shrugged it off. He thought he heard Chameleon's voice in a call at one point, head darting up, but he couldn't make out what was said and shook it off as hearing things.
She smiled as she leaned down, whispering into his ear. "Miss me?" She grinned and sat beside him.
Fox grinned when Chameleon showed up, "Wha 'appened, geh los' on yer way down?"
"Just couldn't decide on the blouse," she said with a shrug, leaning back a bit. "And I was thinking..."
Fox tilted his head just lightly, chewing a bit and swallowing before speaking, not due to etiquette, but rather the increased danger of biting his tongue while chewing and talking both. "Thinkin' 'bout wha?"
She looked down at her hands. "... I don't wanna stay at the school," she murmured.
Fox blinked, head tilted in confusion. "Buh.... I thoughtcha wan'ed ta be an Xman, ya seemed ta be lookin' fo'ward ta it yeste'day..."
"I do... but I feel tied down... I'm young, Fox, I don't want to be tied down already. I want to LIVE... I want to go see the world. I want to be with you..."
Fox grinned, head tilted, still confused. He almost doubted her, but for the intense feeling of restlessness he himself had already been experiencing. "Ya suh' dis isn' jus fer me," he questioned softly, not wanting to be the reason she left...
She smiled softly. "Positive. I want this for me, too, Fox... Let's take a year off, and just go. We have your money, and I have some of my own... Let's just go see the world together..."
Fox was silent for a long moment. "I like de soun' ah dat," he admitted softly, "Whe'eve' ya go I'm wid ya."
"Good. We'll leave a note for Xavier and the others." She kissed him softly. "It'll be just the two of us..."
Fox winced just a bit, pulling his head back slightly. She must have forgotten to kick in her power, or been too tired to do so, but... "Yeh," he said softly, standing and holding his gloved hand down to her. "Sa shall we geh' ouh stuff?"
She took it and looked excited. "Yes... Let's!" she quipped, and soon, they were back at their room, packing.
Fox didn't take too long, never having put anything back into drawers, all he had to do was put the clothes he'd worn the day previous into his bag and sling it over his shoulder. He glanced to Chameleon, smirking lightly as he quipped questioningly, "Waz takin' ya so lon'?"
"Hey now," she giggled. "You know what they say about women and packing." She looked back at him. "Did you write the note?"
Fox shook his head light, scrounging up paper and a pen. "Nah yeh," he said simply as he began writing, "Shouldn' we jus' tell 'em in pe'son though?"
"Why? They'd try and stop us. We don't need that, do we?"
Fox tilted his head slightly, shrugging, as he finished up the note, setting it down, "Yeh... guess nah..."
She slung her bag over her shoulder, and smiled a bit. "C'mon, Fox... Let's go."
Fox turned from the note to follow her, "Aight, lez..."
She led him out of the room, and down the deserted halls. Class was in session, but no one would really miss them for a while. They hurried out the side door, and out of the mansion's lot. She looked up at him, and smiled.
Fox grinned eyes sliding around. "Is good ta be outta der, I liked it, yeh, buh," he paused, shrugging.
Chameleon's response was a soft shrug, smile staying on her face, as she looked around as well, waiting, it almost seemed.
"Kids..." a growling voice said from the brush, "should stay where they can't get hurt." The hulking figure of Sabertooth stalked from the roadside brush, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
Fox blinked, eyes darting up as he moved backwards, skin shifting slightly, his eyes darting to Chameleon to make sure she was alright. Chameleon, however, wasn't there, but rather a blue skinned woman. He turned to dart off, his first instinct to escape, all the training with Wolverine seeming to fade in one instant.
Mystique merely watched for the moment, giving the boys a chance at sport before she would bring in mention of Chameleon.
He heard a muffled cry from the bushes where Toad held Chameleon. Normal ears wouldn't hear it... but Fox's ears were anything but normal. Sabertooth growled darkly, and almost smirked, but said nothing. He left it up to Mystique to do the... negotiating. Fox knew the chips they held.
Fox paused virtually mid-stride, turning on his heel, not only having heard, but recognized the muffled cry. "Leh 'er ga, now," he snarled softly, hands going into his pockets, eyes burning dangerously.
Mystique smirked darkly at the boy as his demeanor got threatening. "You are hardly in a position to negotiate." Her smile fell and she became very cold. "You'll do exactly as you're told.. or we will kill the girl. Understood?"
Fox narrowed his eyes, shaking his head lightly at that. "Wha' de hell da ya wan ah me," he snarled in question, body shivering just slightly with pent in anger.
"Just come with us. No questions, no fighting." He felt Sabertooth right behind him. "Magneto wants a word or two with you." She smirked, and then turned away, walking towards the vehicle they'd brought with them.
Fox closed his eyes, shuddering just a bit. He had to follow, it seemed, but would that guarantee that they'd not hurt Chameleon?
Toad was small, but Chameleon was smaller. He followed Mystique out of the brush, hauling Chameleon over his shoulder. Her head was down, exhausted from struggling. Her hands were bound with the same sticky substance that covered her mouth. She weakly rose her head, and looked at Fox. Sabertooth shoved Fox forward, smirking at his reaction. "Move!"
Fox snarled as he was shoved. "I'm movin' damnit," he hissed softly, looking at Chameleon, confused as he followed. Why was this happening?
They got to the waiting van, and Toad literally threw Chameleon inside. Sabertooth lifted Fox up by the shoulders easily, pain coursing through poor Fox's body. He smirked as he held him like that, trying to get him to scream. "Not now, Victor," Mystique hissed. "There will be time for that later. Right now, we're running late."
Fox tried his best to squirm loose of the painful hold, eyes shut at it. He just hoped this guy would listen and stop with it. He didn't know how much more he could take.
Sabertooth snarled, and tossed him into the back with Chameleon. "We'll have time t'play later, runt," he snorted, and slammed the door.
Fox whimpered moving to check on Chameleon. "Ya aight," he questioned softly, rather fond of the idea of killing all these cursed bastards at the moment.
Chameleon opened her eyes and gave a small whimper. She could hardly breath, her face pale, and her hands red. The sticky substance stuck fast to her, and couldn't be removed.
Fox closed his eyes, pulling his arms around her shoulders. He didn't now what was happening, but all that mattered was getting her through it. All that mattered was keeping her safe.
She leaned into him, tears sliding down her cheeks, and she murmured softly from behind the gag. "M's srry, Ffos..."
Fox just held her close, "Is aight," he whispered softly in response, "it'll ah work ouh, some'ow..."
She sobbed in silence as the van pulled forward, and their trek began.
By the time they arrived at the Brotherhood's base, Chameleon had cried herself to sleep, exhausted from fighting and crying. Finally, the van stopped, and the doors opened soundly.
Fox glared at the opened door, not intending to move while he still held Chameleon close, frightened as to what would happen next, but not about to show it, his hand resting on his gun where it was concealed.
Chameleon slowly woke, opening her eyes. Mystique and Magneto himself were standing at the open door, Magneto smiling a little as Fox reached for the weapon. He'd expected nothing less from the former street fighter. "What do you expect to accomplish with that, hmm?" he asked almost mockingly.
Fox paused for a moment, suddenly getting the feeling that the weapon would be useless, but he pulled it out anyway, shivering lightly. "We'h fin' out, now, won' we," he questioned darkly as he aimed.
Magneto sighed softly, and raised his hand. Before Fox could even think of firing, the barrel of the gun collapsed in on itself. If he fired now, it would only backfire. "Come out of the van," he commanded, stepping back. "Do not force me to send Mr. Creed in after you... I guarantee, he won't be as gentle as he was last time."
Fox blinked at the weapon. "Hell," he murmured softly, as he let the now useless gun fall, that was what, two of his three weapons destroyed now? He pushed himself out of the van then, glaring at the man. "Deh, I'm ouh, 'appy now," he snarled questioningly.
He smiled coolly. "You have no idea." He motioned to Mystique. "Take him inside." Mystique turned to him, her skin flashing dangerously, a warning of what would happen of he tried anything. Before he could answer her 'threat', he heart Toad a few feet away, then felt something hot against his hands. He suddenly couldn't move them. He was bound as Chameleon was. "You'll make it tighter if you struggle," Toad croaked with a twisted grin.
Fox blinked, startled, stopped by Toad's words as he started to try to pull his hands free. He nodded then, glaring darkly, as he stepped towards the woman. And still, he was confused. Why the hell was this happening? He still didn't understand a cursed thing about it, what was so special about him?
Chameleon let out a strangled yelp as Sabertooth yanked her from the van, holding her by the t-shirt before pulling him over his shoulder effortlessly. He and Magneto soon followed the other's into the building.
Once inside, Fox was taken into a small steel room, with a desk and chair. Obviously Magneto's private office. Chameleon was taken down the hall, and that's all he saw before Mystique shut the side door they'd come in on.
Fox winced just slightly when the door shut, eyes darting about nervously. Unfortunately, he had no idea what to do, how to escape, nothing. He snarled at himself, but said nothing, merely waited.
A few moments passed, and Toad and Mystique said nothing, not to him, and not to each other. Finally, a door at the back of the office opened, and Magneto sauntered through, his helmet glittering in the light. He smiled slightly. "Welcome, young Fox. Please forgive my lack of hospitality when you first arrived and before hand. I'm afraid there was no other way to get you here..."
Magneto already knew she was coming. His best spy and warrior, not to mention most loyal follower, always came just when he thought of her. He didn't even have to turn around as she came into his office, and he was fiddling with two small lead balls. "Hello, Mystique," he said in his soft voice.
Mystique grinned a bit in reply, sliding into his office. "Hello Erik," she said softly, eyes slipping around the room in a single sweep.
He smiled a little, and looked up at her. His office was bare steel, cold, but closed. "You have something to report?" he asked.
Mystique nodded lightly. "The boy is restless, it won't take much to get him out of the school, he's only there still because of the girl. If she left he would follow, and if she was taken out of the picture he wouldn't remain there. No matter what Xavier did to try and convince him he should..."
Magneto nodded softly, and looked up at her again. "Love can be a very powerful weapon, for or against someone. If we bring her here, he'll do anything we want of him."
Mystique's smile broadened just slightly, "Which will be done, very soon. James has helped greatly in that, and I'll be picking up where he left off in scaring her away..."
"Good. After she is away from the boy, gather her up and bring her to me. You figure out how to get him to come to her... That's what you do best." She smiled almost affectingly
Mystique's grin became almost a smirk. "It'll be easy," she said, shifting to Chameleon's form as she spoke, voice shifting along with her.
He smiled proudly at that. "Good. Very good. Do it as quickly as you can. The more the girl displays her want to be there, the less eager he will be to leave."
Mystique nodded simply, shifting back to her natural form. "It should be done by the end of the day tomorrow," she said.
"Good... Very good." He smiled as he twirled the two balls together. "I am looking forward to your handy work."
"I should be back to the school, before it is late enough that my re-entry might be noted," she said smoothly, smiling to Erik, looking forward to this.
He turned towards her. "Feel free to bring Toad and Sabertooth with you in assistance in gathering the girl. They are at least useful in those areas."
Mystique nodded simply, "I'll have them waiting." She turned, heading for the door of his office, "Goodbye Erik." When she left the office she found Pyro and James in the middle of a fight, Toad and Sabertooth merely watching and goading it on. She eyed the group in it's current disarray with a slight shake of her head, before gesturing Toad and Sabertooth to the door, not bothering to break up the other two. She would explain the plan on the way back to the school...
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Back at the school, Fox woke to find that he was not alone in the bed. Chamille had cuddled up beside him in the night, arm over his chest, face nuzzled into his shoulder.
Fox grinned just a bit, shaking his head, this girl was insane, not that he minded too much. He shook her lightly, "Heya beautifu' wha' brings ya ta dis side ah deh room?"
She smiled, not opening her eyes. "That side's not comphy enough." She wiggled against him and smiled wider. "But you certainly are."
Fox smirked impishly hugging her for a moment. "Glad I cin make yer sleepin' moh soun'," he said softly, "but dat dun mean ya dun gotta wake up in deh mornin'..."
"Bah. Morning, smorning." She giggled, and leaned up, kissing his chin softly. "Who needs mornin', huh?"
"Mah stomach fer one," he replied simply, shaking his head that held a grin he couldn't wipe off.
She grinned and leaned down, kissing his stomach through his shirt before sitting up. "Well, I love your stomach better than morning too." She grinned widely, eyes glittering with mirth.
Fox grinned, pushing her playfully away somewhat, "C'mon, lez go geh breakfas'..."
She nodded, and got to her feet. "You go ahead. I gotta go get dressed, alright? I'll be down in a second." She moved over to the dresser.
Fox nodded slightly. "Aight, I'll meet ya deh," he said before leaving.
As he left, a student was right outside, passing by. She and Fox bumped each other, and she touched his arm slightly with her fingers. "Oh, excuse me. Terribly sorry." She offered a smile, before moving on.
"Yeah, whate'er." Fox muttered with a wince, moving onward to breakfast with a slight shake of his head.
The girl stopped and looked back at Fox. Once he was one down the corner, her skin flashed and she smirked. Slowly, the girl's skin shone, and a slow slurping noice was made as she became Fox.
Straightening the gloves that had appeared with him, he moved into the room, and saw Chameleon holding her clothing.
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'Fox' smirked a bit. "Decided I'd ratheh' wait fer ya," he said to explain his reappearance.
She looked up, and smiled warmly at him. "How sweet of you, Fox." She pulled her jeans on under her nightgown, and fastened them. "You gave up food to wait for me!" she grinned a little teasingly.
Fox smirked, heading across the room to glance out the window. "Of cou'se," he said simply, still looking out the window. "It'sa nice day, duncha think." he questioned, glancing back her way.
she turned her back to him, and quickly dressed as he was looking out the window. She turned back to him, buttoning up her blouse. "Aye, it's very pretty." She smiled, and was soon standing beside him.
Fox smirked lightly and gave a slight but sharp nod. It was Toad that responded first, almost before he had entered view he shot out a glob to cover Chameleon's mouth. Fox's smirk grew dark, "Sorreh 'bout dat," he said, voice and form shifting as he spoke "couldn' have ya screamin' for Fox, could we?" Finished Mystique, pushing her out the window for Sabertooth and Toad to deal with.
Chameleon screamed behind the gag, struggling sharply as Sabertooth grabbed her in his fierce arms. The hulking figure growled sharply. "That's it... scream for me." She vanished from site, but it didn't matter. He already had her in a tight hold. Toad looked up at Mystique and grinned, then he and Sabertooth disappeared into the brush, leaving Mystique with part two of the mission alone.
Mystique smirked, and shifted to Chameleon's form. "Careful with her," she called after. "Erik wants her in one piece at least." She smirked, and left the room to find Fox.
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Fox had started on his breakfast, eating in the field, and actually feeling a bit lonely, so used to having Chameleon there that it was weird not to. He shrugged it off. He thought he heard Chameleon's voice in a call at one point, head darting up, but he couldn't make out what was said and shook it off as hearing things.
She smiled as she leaned down, whispering into his ear. "Miss me?" She grinned and sat beside him.
Fox grinned when Chameleon showed up, "Wha 'appened, geh los' on yer way down?"
"Just couldn't decide on the blouse," she said with a shrug, leaning back a bit. "And I was thinking..."
Fox tilted his head just lightly, chewing a bit and swallowing before speaking, not due to etiquette, but rather the increased danger of biting his tongue while chewing and talking both. "Thinkin' 'bout wha?"
She looked down at her hands. "... I don't wanna stay at the school," she murmured.
Fox blinked, head tilted in confusion. "Buh.... I thoughtcha wan'ed ta be an Xman, ya seemed ta be lookin' fo'ward ta it yeste'day..."
"I do... but I feel tied down... I'm young, Fox, I don't want to be tied down already. I want to LIVE... I want to go see the world. I want to be with you..."
Fox grinned, head tilted, still confused. He almost doubted her, but for the intense feeling of restlessness he himself had already been experiencing. "Ya suh' dis isn' jus fer me," he questioned softly, not wanting to be the reason she left...
She smiled softly. "Positive. I want this for me, too, Fox... Let's take a year off, and just go. We have your money, and I have some of my own... Let's just go see the world together..."
Fox was silent for a long moment. "I like de soun' ah dat," he admitted softly, "Whe'eve' ya go I'm wid ya."
"Good. We'll leave a note for Xavier and the others." She kissed him softly. "It'll be just the two of us..."
Fox winced just a bit, pulling his head back slightly. She must have forgotten to kick in her power, or been too tired to do so, but... "Yeh," he said softly, standing and holding his gloved hand down to her. "Sa shall we geh' ouh stuff?"
She took it and looked excited. "Yes... Let's!" she quipped, and soon, they were back at their room, packing.
Fox didn't take too long, never having put anything back into drawers, all he had to do was put the clothes he'd worn the day previous into his bag and sling it over his shoulder. He glanced to Chameleon, smirking lightly as he quipped questioningly, "Waz takin' ya so lon'?"
"Hey now," she giggled. "You know what they say about women and packing." She looked back at him. "Did you write the note?"
Fox shook his head light, scrounging up paper and a pen. "Nah yeh," he said simply as he began writing, "Shouldn' we jus' tell 'em in pe'son though?"
"Why? They'd try and stop us. We don't need that, do we?"
Fox tilted his head slightly, shrugging, as he finished up the note, setting it down, "Yeh... guess nah..."
She slung her bag over her shoulder, and smiled a bit. "C'mon, Fox... Let's go."
Fox turned from the note to follow her, "Aight, lez..."
She led him out of the room, and down the deserted halls. Class was in session, but no one would really miss them for a while. They hurried out the side door, and out of the mansion's lot. She looked up at him, and smiled.
Fox grinned eyes sliding around. "Is good ta be outta der, I liked it, yeh, buh," he paused, shrugging.
Chameleon's response was a soft shrug, smile staying on her face, as she looked around as well, waiting, it almost seemed.
"Kids..." a growling voice said from the brush, "should stay where they can't get hurt." The hulking figure of Sabertooth stalked from the roadside brush, his eyes gleaming dangerously.
Fox blinked, eyes darting up as he moved backwards, skin shifting slightly, his eyes darting to Chameleon to make sure she was alright. Chameleon, however, wasn't there, but rather a blue skinned woman. He turned to dart off, his first instinct to escape, all the training with Wolverine seeming to fade in one instant.
Mystique merely watched for the moment, giving the boys a chance at sport before she would bring in mention of Chameleon.
He heard a muffled cry from the bushes where Toad held Chameleon. Normal ears wouldn't hear it... but Fox's ears were anything but normal. Sabertooth growled darkly, and almost smirked, but said nothing. He left it up to Mystique to do the... negotiating. Fox knew the chips they held.
Fox paused virtually mid-stride, turning on his heel, not only having heard, but recognized the muffled cry. "Leh 'er ga, now," he snarled softly, hands going into his pockets, eyes burning dangerously.
Mystique smirked darkly at the boy as his demeanor got threatening. "You are hardly in a position to negotiate." Her smile fell and she became very cold. "You'll do exactly as you're told.. or we will kill the girl. Understood?"
Fox narrowed his eyes, shaking his head lightly at that. "Wha' de hell da ya wan ah me," he snarled in question, body shivering just slightly with pent in anger.
"Just come with us. No questions, no fighting." He felt Sabertooth right behind him. "Magneto wants a word or two with you." She smirked, and then turned away, walking towards the vehicle they'd brought with them.
Fox closed his eyes, shuddering just a bit. He had to follow, it seemed, but would that guarantee that they'd not hurt Chameleon?
Toad was small, but Chameleon was smaller. He followed Mystique out of the brush, hauling Chameleon over his shoulder. Her head was down, exhausted from struggling. Her hands were bound with the same sticky substance that covered her mouth. She weakly rose her head, and looked at Fox. Sabertooth shoved Fox forward, smirking at his reaction. "Move!"
Fox snarled as he was shoved. "I'm movin' damnit," he hissed softly, looking at Chameleon, confused as he followed. Why was this happening?
They got to the waiting van, and Toad literally threw Chameleon inside. Sabertooth lifted Fox up by the shoulders easily, pain coursing through poor Fox's body. He smirked as he held him like that, trying to get him to scream. "Not now, Victor," Mystique hissed. "There will be time for that later. Right now, we're running late."
Fox tried his best to squirm loose of the painful hold, eyes shut at it. He just hoped this guy would listen and stop with it. He didn't know how much more he could take.
Sabertooth snarled, and tossed him into the back with Chameleon. "We'll have time t'play later, runt," he snorted, and slammed the door.
Fox whimpered moving to check on Chameleon. "Ya aight," he questioned softly, rather fond of the idea of killing all these cursed bastards at the moment.
Chameleon opened her eyes and gave a small whimper. She could hardly breath, her face pale, and her hands red. The sticky substance stuck fast to her, and couldn't be removed.
Fox closed his eyes, pulling his arms around her shoulders. He didn't now what was happening, but all that mattered was getting her through it. All that mattered was keeping her safe.
She leaned into him, tears sliding down her cheeks, and she murmured softly from behind the gag. "M's srry, Ffos..."
Fox just held her close, "Is aight," he whispered softly in response, "it'll ah work ouh, some'ow..."
She sobbed in silence as the van pulled forward, and their trek began.
By the time they arrived at the Brotherhood's base, Chameleon had cried herself to sleep, exhausted from fighting and crying. Finally, the van stopped, and the doors opened soundly.
Fox glared at the opened door, not intending to move while he still held Chameleon close, frightened as to what would happen next, but not about to show it, his hand resting on his gun where it was concealed.
Chameleon slowly woke, opening her eyes. Mystique and Magneto himself were standing at the open door, Magneto smiling a little as Fox reached for the weapon. He'd expected nothing less from the former street fighter. "What do you expect to accomplish with that, hmm?" he asked almost mockingly.
Fox paused for a moment, suddenly getting the feeling that the weapon would be useless, but he pulled it out anyway, shivering lightly. "We'h fin' out, now, won' we," he questioned darkly as he aimed.
Magneto sighed softly, and raised his hand. Before Fox could even think of firing, the barrel of the gun collapsed in on itself. If he fired now, it would only backfire. "Come out of the van," he commanded, stepping back. "Do not force me to send Mr. Creed in after you... I guarantee, he won't be as gentle as he was last time."
Fox blinked at the weapon. "Hell," he murmured softly, as he let the now useless gun fall, that was what, two of his three weapons destroyed now? He pushed himself out of the van then, glaring at the man. "Deh, I'm ouh, 'appy now," he snarled questioningly.
He smiled coolly. "You have no idea." He motioned to Mystique. "Take him inside." Mystique turned to him, her skin flashing dangerously, a warning of what would happen of he tried anything. Before he could answer her 'threat', he heart Toad a few feet away, then felt something hot against his hands. He suddenly couldn't move them. He was bound as Chameleon was. "You'll make it tighter if you struggle," Toad croaked with a twisted grin.
Fox blinked, startled, stopped by Toad's words as he started to try to pull his hands free. He nodded then, glaring darkly, as he stepped towards the woman. And still, he was confused. Why the hell was this happening? He still didn't understand a cursed thing about it, what was so special about him?
Chameleon let out a strangled yelp as Sabertooth yanked her from the van, holding her by the t-shirt before pulling him over his shoulder effortlessly. He and Magneto soon followed the other's into the building.
Once inside, Fox was taken into a small steel room, with a desk and chair. Obviously Magneto's private office. Chameleon was taken down the hall, and that's all he saw before Mystique shut the side door they'd come in on.
Fox winced just slightly when the door shut, eyes darting about nervously. Unfortunately, he had no idea what to do, how to escape, nothing. He snarled at himself, but said nothing, merely waited.
A few moments passed, and Toad and Mystique said nothing, not to him, and not to each other. Finally, a door at the back of the office opened, and Magneto sauntered through, his helmet glittering in the light. He smiled slightly. "Welcome, young Fox. Please forgive my lack of hospitality when you first arrived and before hand. I'm afraid there was no other way to get you here..."
