The Dragon Tamer: Spellbound
(PG-13 for swearing and suggestive actions and words. This is Part II in The Dragon Tamer series. I think most of you know as well as I do that I don't own X-Men or the characters (except the ones I make up, you should be able to tell who those are.) Enjoy!
Chapter 9: Evan's Promise
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Evan Hope paced the halls of the Xavier mansion. It was late, but he had too much on his mind to sleep. 'How dare she do that to me!' No one had ever broken up with him before. It was always he who had done the heartbreaking. Not that his heart was broken, because he hadn't really cared for Amanda. He wasn't even sure why he asked her out in the first place, the attention was nice though. It's not that she wasn't pretty or fun, she was, but she wasn't his type.
He liked the ones who couldn't think on their own. Even he had to admit that some of the girls he dated never seemed they like were all there. That wasn't the point though. Nobody had ever done this to him and he wasn't sure how to take it. Now he believed he at least had a taste of what his ex-girlfriends went through. He, Evan Hope, had been dumped by a girl who would rather have a flame-throwing creep who was now on the 'dark' side.
'I've got to find out where they went. I have to talk to her, convince her to get back with me, so that I can dump her.' He frowned, 'That may not work. But I've gotta give it a shot. And if that John guy is there, well, I'll just let him have it.' He fixed a confident smirk on his face and stalked off towards the good Professor's office. Jubilation, Allen, Kitty, and Jake were all in the main room watching television with the smaller children. So there was no one to stop him. "I don't know what I have to do. But some way or another Amanda will pay for doing this."
Ten minutes later he was still rummaging through the desk when he came across the papers left for the 'baby-sitters'. "Yes!" He smirked again as he briefly read through them. 'Somewhere in here there has got to be…' There it was. They went to Copal's Forest. 'No directions…. Damn.' He sighed and leaned back in the chair he had pulled up. Wait! Didn't Dr. Grey keep a map of the city in her room? Evan shot out of the seat and stalked as silently as he could back down the hall and tiptoed up the staircase. 'Just a few more steps…There!' He was safe. Now all he had to do was get the good Dr.'s bedroom and find the map. Was it still considered Dr. Jean Grey's bedroom, even though she was dead? Should he instead call it Professor Summers' bedroom?
Evan quickly shrugged the thought off as he slipped silently into the dark room. 'If I were living in here, where would I keep a map?' He could think of nothing. 'Fine then, I'll just have to be careful and not let anything get out of place while I search.' He put his cocky smile back on his face and began promptly rummaging through the nightstands, the desk, and the closet. He found it in that last place. 'Perfect!' He nearly stopped breathing when he heard footsteps from outside the door. Fast as he could he turned the light off. Within moments the footsteps continued down that hallway and he felt confident there was no one there. So he reached over and clicked on the little lamp on the nightstand. It provided just enough light to read the map clearly.
'Copal's Forest…. Where is it?' His forehead creased as he squinted at the map. 'There it is!' The map was old, real old, one would have thought the government would have sold the land before now. However, he noticed there was a little line around the forest, looking at the legend he noticed that meant the field was privately owned. 'I'm getting off the purpose now.' He took a deep breath and returned the map. "Here we go." He stretched and headed down the staircase, hoping he didn't look as if he were up to something.
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Cheyenne frowned as she stared at the ceiling. Why did she have to take over John for him to like her? Why couldn't he just look at her the way he looked at that Amanda bitch? 'What's so special about her anyway? He looked at her as if she were the only thing that mattered on this planet… Stupid male.' Her scowl deepened as she remembered the other two. 'Those friends of his, they don't like me either. I can tell.' Of course, she could always force them to like her, but that wouldn't be the same.
All at once she stopped everything. She could have sworn she heard that guy in the wheelchair talking to himself out there. 'What a weirdo.' She hasn't liked him from the moment she saw him. He reminded her of her grandfather—he was always a do-gooder, who made her think of her father, and she hated her father. She never really knew him, he left when she and her brother were babies. Her mother was a bit of a drunk, and addicted to drugs on top of that. And only seven years later her aunt and uncle came and took away her brother, but Cheyenne refused to leave her mom. She never heard from her father or brother again.
So Cheyenne grew up with her mother Sheridan Hope. She frowned again, her mother and father were never married, and instead of giving Evan and she his last name, she gave them hers. She sighed again, 'Oh well. That's in the past, I have a new life now. And with some luck and a few pulled tricks, it will be with St. John Allerdyce.' Her face twisted into a superior smirk at this. 'He will learn to like me more than he likes Amanda. And when he does, I'll rub it all in her face.'
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"Bobby, I know you're awake. So can we talk about something?" Iceman looked up as his girlfriend walked into the tent Wolverine was sound asleep across the way. Softly he answered her, "Sure. Just be quiet about it. Don't want to wake Logan up now do we?" She smiled and he returned it. Sitting up and patting the side of his mattress. "What do you want to talk about?" She sat down, "John and that Cheyenne girl." He frowned, "What about them?" Marie looked at him pleadingly and he wiped the frown off his face. "Well. It didn't sound like John talking… Ya know? I mean, it was his voice, but those weren't words he would say. You've known him longer than I have, do you really think he would say something like that?" Bobby sighed, "Well. No, but he did didn't he? I guess he has changed. I never thought he would, at least not that much, but I was wrong. How else would those words have stumbled out of his mouth?"
Rogue bit her bottom lip, "Cheyenne is also known as Enchantra. I was just thinking, well, what if she had something to do with it?" Her boyfriend raised an eyebrow, "Of course she had something to do with it Marie, It was about her." She scowled at him, "You know what I mean. We never did find out what her powers are." Bobby sucked in a breath, beginning to catch her drift. It was a long shot, but what if someone really was controlling his friend. What could they do to stop it? "I think we should talk to Jean." Bobby nodded. With her evolved powers, maybe she could find something out. "That's a good idea. But for now, Logan is starting to move. You'd better get back to your tent." She nodded, gave him a peck on the cheek and walked out.
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