A/N: Whoohoo!! Sorrie for the three day wait… haven't been feeling well and was typing real slow. But it's all good now! Yay, peepz!! Rogue's here!! Hmmz.. feel like eating chocolate now…
Repliez –
Chrissie: Need u to rewrite the word for the color of his hair and tail.. and thanx for the suggestion!! :) umnz.. not sure abt Storm and Logan. I definitely can't put Wolverine in… too hard. Storm?? Possible..
Raliena: Hahaz.. kewlz! I'll consider!! Thanx so muchiez!!
-- sylver_rain
The Clydesdales
Chapter 9: The Sky's the Limit
Quicksilver looked up at the branch that held the other end of the metal chain. The branch looked weak, and it was a pretty old tree.
He didn't have to back up at all, and in a burst of speed, he had ran up the tree and was now on the branch.
If you're wondering how the hell a horse could fit up on a branch, it was a big branch, and he could somehow balance on it.
The thing creaked a little, then didn't budge anymore. Damn… he thought to himself, and heard Rogue chuckle a little, despite the distressing situation they were in at the moment, "Ya really need to put on some weight, huh?"
Pietro rolled his eyes, then came up with some bright idea. It would wake the poachers up, but they'd deal with that later. He jumped high into the air, and once his hooves came in contact with the branch, it went toppling onto the ground.
This caused the leaves to rustle violently, making very loud noises, and thus the poachers awoke.
"What the fuck?" One of them said in bewilderment.
Pietro had managed to not fall along with the branch, and had landed quite safely. The chain was off the branch, so Rogue was free.
"There's two of 'em!!" The poachers began scrambling to get out of their sleeping bags and to get their tranquilizers, and Quicksilver brushed his muzzle over Rogue's cheek.
She felt the power while he felt the drain, and he quickly pulled back before his powers were completely sapped away. He stumbled back a bit, but regained composure in no time. The poachers were about to shoot.
"Let's go." He breathed out and dashed off, Rogue in pursuit.
It didn't take Gambit long to register the fact that he just got shot. He pulled himself up, as the other two Clydesdales neighed in panic.
Spyke immediately produced an armor of plates and spikes over his body, and started firing back at whatever was shooting at them.
The bullets and some sort of injection-looking things were flying out from the forest about fifteen meters away, and it was difficult to see exactly who were shooting them.
Angel trotted over to Remy, who hauled himself onto the Clydesdales back. With Gambit hanging on to his neck, Angel spread his wings and took off.
Remy felt Angel lift off the ground, with his wings flapping with all its might. The wind slapped his face as Remy looked down and saw people coming out from the forest trees and under the moonlight, where he could see were policemen from the Capital.
"There! The little rat's up there! Get 'im! Just don't hit the Clydesdale." One of them yelled, pointing up at him and Angel. Remy stole a quick glance at Spyke, to see that the Clydesdale was doing pretty well.
Tranquilizers bounced of Evan's body armor harmlessly as he shot out spikes, accurately hitting the policemen's weapons. As much as he hated them, he didn't have the heart to actually kill them.
The policemen were now shooting at Angel and Remy, and Angel was dodging the bullets, with a little difficulty due to the extra weight of Remy.
"Angel! Go first! I'll handle this myself!" He yelled out to the Pegasus. He was pretty sure that the policemen could only hear a shrill neigh coming from him. But Angel nodded reluctantly in acknowledgement flew off.
He turned back to face the policemen. Two horns appeared on his head, and a pair of small curved thorns came out from either sides of his muzzle. He concentrated and with the sound of a small crack, a symmetrical pattern of spikes, big and small, shot out from his back, and two long arched spikes, like the two side prongs of a trident, emerged from his shoulders, sticking out toward the front. This created a pretty intimidating image, and Evan didn't really blame the policemen for backing away in fear.
But he had to admit this was pretty fun. He stomped his forelegs and raked his right rear hoof against the ground, just like how a bull would, and he charged toward the people with his head bent low, displaying the sharp points of the horns.
The group of men parted like the Red Sea, screaming in fear, and he turned around to do it again. "This is getting fun…"
Remy held on tight to Angel's neck, as the Clydesdale's long blonde hair whipped at his face. They were in the clouds now, and out of bullet range, and Remy breathed in the fresh, moist night air. Angel wings gave a hard push, and they were up and above the clouds.
Although Remy's leg was still hurting like hell, it seemed like pure heaven up here, with an addition of one of the most angelic horses too, and he couldn't hold back a gasp of amazement. The sky was dark, but the clouds shone brightly, reflecting the moonlight's pale silver beams. It was extremely quiet, aside from the wind howling at his ears and Angel's breathing.
He breathed out the air that he had subconsciously been holding, and saw the mist of water vapor come out from his mouth. The 'skyscape' was breathtaking, and when Angel lowered down to the top of the clouds, it almost seemed like the Clydesdale was galloping over the surface of the flat hazy terrain.
Angel leaned to the left and stopped flapping, turning and gliding down into the clouds. They emerged from under the clouds and far down, they could see the little dots that were Spyke and the humans.
Remy had to squint a little before being able to tell what was going on down there. It looked like the policemen were shooting some sort of big, cloth thing at Spyke, and it seemed like the Clydesdale was in trouble.
His thoughts were confirmed when Angel neighed shrilly, swooping down in a large spiral descent.
The policemen were shooting out nets from some bazooka looking guns at him now. At first, it wasn't really a problem. A net would be thrown onto him and Spyke would send out rows of spikes, shredding the fabric to pieces.
But the nets just kept coming, and he had tried to run, but had tripped over the long material. And after a while, the spikes weren't working. It'd shoot out through the nets but somehow, the nets were getting entangled in each other, and they were getting heavier too.
Shouts of cheers erupted from the humans, and he heard the faint neigh from high above, no doubt Angel.
He was starting to stagger under the heavy weight of the layer of nets when he felt a strong breeze whip by. Then another. It blinded him for a second, but as soon as he got his eyes to function properly, he saw that all the policemen were on the ground.
He felt the nets getting tugged off by someone, and turned his head around to see Rogue trying to pull them off.
"Rogue?" She smiled at him through her gritted teeth that were still trying to tear the nets off, "Ah'll getcha outta this. Just hold on."
Another gust of wind, and the policemen who had just pulled themselves up where knock off their feet again. "Suckers." He heard the smug voice of Pietro from somewhere to the right.
Remy could see two horse-like figures enter the scene and he assumed that Quicksilver had probably found another Clydesdale.
But they both had super speed?
Angel swooped down further, knocking over some policemen, and turned back to do it again.
How the police from the Capital found him, he didn't know. But they probably suspected him for stealing the valuable Clydesdales and they were in some way, quite right. Since they were shooting bullets at him and hoping to hit him in some fatal body part, he naturally assumed they were out for his blood, and they were most probably ordered to.
He was jerked out of his thoughts when he felt Angel make a smooth landing. He alighted at once, and looked around to realize that the police were gone and a number of guns and weapons were stacked neatly in a pile next to a Quicksilver who was looking very proud of himself.
"Nice job, Quickie." He praised. Just as Remy got off the winged Clydesdale, he stumbled to the ground from the sharp pain that shot up with leg. Oh… he thought to himself, Forgot about it…
He sat down on the ground and tore at the bloodied part of his pants where he was shot. He ripped off a strip from his own sleeve and skillfully wrapped it around his thigh.
When he looked up, all the other Clydesdales were looking down at him in… was that concern? "What?" He asked, getting a little uneasy at their gaze.
That was when he got a good look at the new Clydesdale.
With brown and white blotches, it was a beautiful paint mare, with long white hair falling over her back. She had white hooves, and very tired looking eyes.
In fact, she seemed pretty exhausted.
He sighed. The Rogue. That was her name, right? But the news never said anything about her being another Speed Clydesdale. It was something about touch-and-die.
Remy pulled himself up with the help of a weary Spyke, and said, "Remy know you're all tired. But we gotta keep moving. Umn, any of you remember where Kar's castle is?" He was replied with them shaking their head in a negative.
Rogue tried to remember where they were last time when Kar had caught them. It was somewhere… no. She couldn't remember.
It felt as if her memory on it had been wiped out, as if they had never known anything of it. She was pretty sure that was how the others were feeling. They were clueless as to where Kar's castle was. No doubt the wizard had altered their memories.
Like all the others, she could recall what it was like in the castle and everything that had happened. It was just the castle's location that was a blank.
But somehow, she could feel the information lurking about somewhere in the depth of her mind. It was there, she knew it. But it just wouldn't come out.
Why did the knowledge of the castle stick with her? Why not the others? Damn, she was getting annoyed at it.
End of chapter 9
A/N: This chappie was pretty much for the sole purpose of describing the part where Angel was over the clouds… *sighx* I wish I could go there… I kinda got an idea of how it is up there when I go overseas. U know, when u're in the plane and u look out the window, and u can see the top of the clouds? Luv it…
