In which they seek the Panhandler!
Helloo! This is the second chapter of Arcane! This is rated PG-13 because it does talk about killing, and I like being safe.
Disclaimer: Arcane Mine! X-men Not!
Saying of the fic?
Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change ready
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Logan stormed into Xavier's office. "Might wanna look at this, Chuck."
Charles Xavier, otherwise known as Professor X, glanced up from his computer. "Look at what?"
Logan slapped down a newspaper. On it, the headline:
Mysterious Killer! Eyewitness Remembers Nothing!
"Mysterious Killer? How can eyewitnesses see nothing?"
"Remember nothing Chuck. He saw the guy, but doesn't remember anything. According to the article, witness doesn't even know if it was actually a guy."
"And you suspect a mutant?"
"What else?"
"I see. Get a team together. Take Jean with you and see if she can find anything in the witness's mind."
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Three hours and twenty minutes later, Scott, Jean, Jubilee, Bobby, Logan, and Hank set. out to find the Eyewitness who remembered nothing. Jean nodded to them.
"Now remember, don't scare him to death-"
"Cuz we kinda need him alive.."
"Logan! We are here on a fact finding mission! He may be the only key we have to find the murderer, whether he's mutant or not!"
"Calm down Red. Alright, spread out! We're looking for a panhandler-"
Amara held up her hand. Logan glared at her. "What, princess?"
"What is a panhandler?"
"A panhandler," Hank stated calmly, " Is a person or persons who beg for change."
"Whoa! Hobos?"
"Err-sort of, Bobby." Hank scratched his head.
"Are hoboes like peasants?"
"Are you done now, or am I gonna have to search for this guy alone?!"
"Uh, that's all right Wolverine, we're done." Scott gave them all a meaningful look. He didn't want to think about what would happen to the hobo/panhandler if Logan got a hold of him.
They all split up, looking for the elusive panhandler who remembered nothing. Being a princess, Amara naturally thought of people below her as peasants. She took Bobby's words to heart and started asking everyone she saw if they were hobos.
Scott, being the dutiful and smart leader he was, followed a guy he thought would be a panhandler into a building only to find that the man was a stripper in a gay bar. They were sorry to see him go.
Jean wandered up to a woman in the park and asked her if she had seen any panhandlers. The lady directed her to a cooking shop in the supermarket.
Hank took to the roof tops, following Logan at a distance to make sure he didn't do something Wolverine was famous for.
Logan was being followed. He just knew it.
Bobby had done the quasi-smart thing and went to the police station to ask for a list of panhandlers. However, they suspected him of trying to pull some gang-related mischief and introduced him to Mr. Perreli, his cellmate.
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The room was Spartan. He had little time for play.
Across the wall were rows of pictures. Pictures of people. A sort of list.
Arcane was his name. A mutant? Yes.
The shadows played across the room. The room only had two pieces of furniture. A desk and a chair.
He plucked something from the desk. He strode across the bare floor to his 'list'.
"One down. They know now that I'm not joking. I certainly hope they understand."
And with that, he drew a red X through the picture of the man he had just killed.
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Ooh.... Arcane isn't playing nice.
No meeting between Arcane and the X-men yet! Maybe chapter after next.
Tune in next time:
The X-men (after posting Bobby's bail) meet the elusive panhandler!
Arcane still doesn't play nice.
Please review! Even if I get loads of flames for this, I'll probably keep posting for my own health.
Helloo! This is the second chapter of Arcane! This is rated PG-13 because it does talk about killing, and I like being safe.
Disclaimer: Arcane Mine! X-men Not!
Saying of the fic?
Madness takes its toll. Please have exact change ready
*^*^*^^*^*
Logan stormed into Xavier's office. "Might wanna look at this, Chuck."
Charles Xavier, otherwise known as Professor X, glanced up from his computer. "Look at what?"
Logan slapped down a newspaper. On it, the headline:
Mysterious Killer! Eyewitness Remembers Nothing!
"Mysterious Killer? How can eyewitnesses see nothing?"
"Remember nothing Chuck. He saw the guy, but doesn't remember anything. According to the article, witness doesn't even know if it was actually a guy."
"And you suspect a mutant?"
"What else?"
"I see. Get a team together. Take Jean with you and see if she can find anything in the witness's mind."
*^*^*^^*
Three hours and twenty minutes later, Scott, Jean, Jubilee, Bobby, Logan, and Hank set. out to find the Eyewitness who remembered nothing. Jean nodded to them.
"Now remember, don't scare him to death-"
"Cuz we kinda need him alive.."
"Logan! We are here on a fact finding mission! He may be the only key we have to find the murderer, whether he's mutant or not!"
"Calm down Red. Alright, spread out! We're looking for a panhandler-"
Amara held up her hand. Logan glared at her. "What, princess?"
"What is a panhandler?"
"A panhandler," Hank stated calmly, " Is a person or persons who beg for change."
"Whoa! Hobos?"
"Err-sort of, Bobby." Hank scratched his head.
"Are hoboes like peasants?"
"Are you done now, or am I gonna have to search for this guy alone?!"
"Uh, that's all right Wolverine, we're done." Scott gave them all a meaningful look. He didn't want to think about what would happen to the hobo/panhandler if Logan got a hold of him.
They all split up, looking for the elusive panhandler who remembered nothing. Being a princess, Amara naturally thought of people below her as peasants. She took Bobby's words to heart and started asking everyone she saw if they were hobos.
Scott, being the dutiful and smart leader he was, followed a guy he thought would be a panhandler into a building only to find that the man was a stripper in a gay bar. They were sorry to see him go.
Jean wandered up to a woman in the park and asked her if she had seen any panhandlers. The lady directed her to a cooking shop in the supermarket.
Hank took to the roof tops, following Logan at a distance to make sure he didn't do something Wolverine was famous for.
Logan was being followed. He just knew it.
Bobby had done the quasi-smart thing and went to the police station to ask for a list of panhandlers. However, they suspected him of trying to pull some gang-related mischief and introduced him to Mr. Perreli, his cellmate.
*^*^*^*^
The room was Spartan. He had little time for play.
Across the wall were rows of pictures. Pictures of people. A sort of list.
Arcane was his name. A mutant? Yes.
The shadows played across the room. The room only had two pieces of furniture. A desk and a chair.
He plucked something from the desk. He strode across the bare floor to his 'list'.
"One down. They know now that I'm not joking. I certainly hope they understand."
And with that, he drew a red X through the picture of the man he had just killed.
*^*^*^*^
Ooh.... Arcane isn't playing nice.
No meeting between Arcane and the X-men yet! Maybe chapter after next.
Tune in next time:
The X-men (after posting Bobby's bail) meet the elusive panhandler!
Arcane still doesn't play nice.
Please review! Even if I get loads of flames for this, I'll probably keep posting for my own health.