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Summary: When Lance convinces the Brotherhood to take up Kitty's offer, what misfortune waits for them?
A/N: Ok, this is a longer chapter where the plot really starts to shine through. I'm still open to future chapter ideas too! So, without further adue, here's Chapter 3!
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What Lurks in Shadow
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Pietro glanced up half-heartedly at Lance, looking as if he might actually care had there been something important going on there. New x-jet, one of Logan's custom bikes... something that they could actually wreck.
"Um, hmmm...Us crash the mansion...or us tag alone so you can crash AT the mansion with a certain Kitty."
He growled, turning back to the tv. Lance tugged the corner of his mouth up in a silent snarl.
"Watch it Maximoff."
Pietro didn't even bother to glance back at him.
"Ooooo...I'm shakin' Lance, I really am, see?"
He carelessly tossed his hand over the side of the couch, twisting his wrist first to as far right as it would go, then repeated it as he changed direction to left. Todd's face appeared from the doorway to the kitchen.
"Yeah, why do you want us to come all a sudden, yo?"
From Behind Todd, Freddy's face barely appeared, he was too intent on seeing what was at the very back of the refridgerator to tear his eyes away for too long.
"Yeah, little Lance suddenly afraid to go outside all by hims self?"
The larger teen taunted in a babyish voice...the kind that would be expected out of a girl baby-talking to a kitten or puppy. Todd's face disappeared, a small 'thump' was heard as he hit the floor in laughter. Lance growled audibly.
"I wouldn't be laughin' Todd. I seem to know a certain someone who wants his body guards with him during the day."
Todd's face quickly reappeared in the doorway, and angery scowl pasted on his face.
"I don't see you pick pocketing. Tons of people remember my face, yo, it's a serious health hazard to go out there in daylight alone when every other sane person is awake!"
"Well none of you are sane then. But...if I'm just now noticing then your starting to rub off on me."
An angery feminine voice snarled from the stairs as Wanda made her way down them. She had forced herself to get back up, sleep had abandoned her until tonight. Todd gave a small smile.
"Being insane is more fun than bein' sane though, sugarplum."
Wanda snarled again, giving Todd a look of certain death should he utter such a pet name again. Todd slowly slipped out of view into the kitchen, leaving only Freddy stuffing his face.
"Well...I never knew the Brotherhood would pass up an oppertunity to go crash the mansion...but I guess I can go alone."
Lance said casually, picking up his discarded keys to the jeep off of a small coffee table. Wanda gave him a testing look.
"Crash the mansion? How the hell did we get invited to crash the mansion."
Lance puffed out his chest a little.
"Well Wanda...you have my charming personality to thank for that..."
"Oh, all mighty King of Fantasy Land, how dare I have not thought of that first...for charm is simply radiating off you. Ha. Hate to break your heart, but you've got about as much charm as a fly."
When she noticed Todd's face appear in the doorway at the mention of a fly, she sighed, shaking her head.
"Or a certain Toad... We'll go crash the mansion, if anything it will keep me from dealing with alla you today."
Wanda scoffed, walking past Lance and standing in the doorway. Todd was making his way through the main room, as was Freddy, but Pietro was still planted to the couch.
"Whatsa matter Pietro...not enough Moutain Dew this morning?"
Wanda hissed, looking back at her brother. Pietro tilted his head backwards so that he saw the group standing in the doorway and waiting for him.
"Someone bought 'caffine free' again. Don't you notice the extra gold on the bottle!? And the big words 'Caffine FREE'!?"
"I'm sure they will have plenty at the mansion, oh brother of mine. Now get over here before I have too..."
She was stopped short, Pietro standing right in front of her.
"Fine, I'll go. But only for the Mountain Dew..."
Pietro grumbled.
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"Hey...come on! You guys go through zis every morning!"
Kurt pleaded as he, Jamie and Bobby were mercilessly backed into a corner by the mob of anger and drowsy students. Rogue was now their apparent leader.
"Say yours prayers, fuzzy."
She growled. She was still dressed in her black pajama pants and a black and blue tank top with skull and flame designs. Kurt held his hands out in front of him as if desperately trying to create of force field.
"Please Rogue! You knew 'dat it vould be an extra special vake-up call for summer!"
"Just when ah thought your excuses couldn't get any worse..."
She made a lung for Kurt, Jamie and Bobby had taken refuge behind the demonic looking teen to deal with his own relative. Kurt ducked, and Rogue ended up pouncing on Bobby. The ice maker let out a surprised yelp, and quickly scrambled away from her and further into the corner. Rogue made a sharp turn, leaping at Kurt again. He teleported back into the corner, leaving Rogue to crash into the group she was leading. Quickly grabbing Jamie and Bobby, Kurt teleported them outside the mansion.
From her window on the second story, Kitty looked out over the mansion ground towards the front gate, waiting hopefully for any sign of Lance's hunter green jeep. Her attention was only stolen away momentarily by the three boys appearances into the front ground. She shook her head a little and looked back at her alarm clock. She was getting worried, it had been and hour already, and Lance was never later than he had to be when it came to visiting Kitty.
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Miandering through the twisting roads, a small group of black clad men walked side by side. Each had an earpiece in one ear, and wore impossibly dark sunglasses. Hidden under their jackets were dart guns, and under their shirt, bullet proof vests. They were agents, sent to monitor and capture mutants who openly exposed themselves. So far the day had been peaceful and quiet, but never once did they let their guard down. It was rumored that a small gang of mutants often traveled through the road they currently walked down, and they weren't about to miss the oppertunity to try and capture a few. If they were lucky a couple might even put up enough of a fight to allow them to kill it. Either way, they didn't care. Muties were nothing but insects to them, a branch of creature that tried to call themselves humans and claim that they were superior. Fat chance of that. The rumble of an approaching vehicle sent them scattering into the bushes on either side, dart guns in hand and ready to open fire...
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The hunter green jeep sped down the dust road that lead to the Brotherhood, leaving a smokescreen behind them. Lance was in the driver seat, and by force over shotgun call, Wanda was in the passenger side seat with a pissed looking Pietro behind her, sitting as far away from Todd and Freddy as possible. Lance was pushing the jeep to its limits, at points hitting more bushes than road, making Wanda glare at him.
"Hey lover boy, watch the road a little better, will ya?"
Lance gave an evil smirk.
"My jeep, I'm in control."
He ducked suddenly as a hex bolt shot out at him. He didn't even look over, but pulled the jeep back onto the road.
"Yes Wanda."
He said quickly, slowing it down a little. Without warning, his hand shot up to his neck, and he pulled out a strange, three needled object.
"What the hell is that?"
Wanda demanded, but the question fell on a deaf ear. Lances eyes rols back into his head and he fell forward into the steering wheel. The jeep came to a swerving hault when it hit a tree as Lance passed out. Todd had unbuckled his seatbelt, ready to spring off to the side. He already knew what those darts meant, Mutant Control was near. But instead of leaping out as planned, he was flung from the backseat and into the trees without much notice from the others, they were all looking back at a small group of black clad men packing tranquilizer guns and pistols...
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A/N: ooooo...cliffy. I'm not real good at intentional cliffies, but here you go. Please R&R! I really want to know what you think so far! And for the people who have reviewed already, thanks so much!
~Dragonmistriss
Summary: When Lance convinces the Brotherhood to take up Kitty's offer, what misfortune waits for them?
A/N: Ok, this is a longer chapter where the plot really starts to shine through. I'm still open to future chapter ideas too! So, without further adue, here's Chapter 3!
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What Lurks in Shadow
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Pietro glanced up half-heartedly at Lance, looking as if he might actually care had there been something important going on there. New x-jet, one of Logan's custom bikes... something that they could actually wreck.
"Um, hmmm...Us crash the mansion...or us tag alone so you can crash AT the mansion with a certain Kitty."
He growled, turning back to the tv. Lance tugged the corner of his mouth up in a silent snarl.
"Watch it Maximoff."
Pietro didn't even bother to glance back at him.
"Ooooo...I'm shakin' Lance, I really am, see?"
He carelessly tossed his hand over the side of the couch, twisting his wrist first to as far right as it would go, then repeated it as he changed direction to left. Todd's face appeared from the doorway to the kitchen.
"Yeah, why do you want us to come all a sudden, yo?"
From Behind Todd, Freddy's face barely appeared, he was too intent on seeing what was at the very back of the refridgerator to tear his eyes away for too long.
"Yeah, little Lance suddenly afraid to go outside all by hims self?"
The larger teen taunted in a babyish voice...the kind that would be expected out of a girl baby-talking to a kitten or puppy. Todd's face disappeared, a small 'thump' was heard as he hit the floor in laughter. Lance growled audibly.
"I wouldn't be laughin' Todd. I seem to know a certain someone who wants his body guards with him during the day."
Todd's face quickly reappeared in the doorway, and angery scowl pasted on his face.
"I don't see you pick pocketing. Tons of people remember my face, yo, it's a serious health hazard to go out there in daylight alone when every other sane person is awake!"
"Well none of you are sane then. But...if I'm just now noticing then your starting to rub off on me."
An angery feminine voice snarled from the stairs as Wanda made her way down them. She had forced herself to get back up, sleep had abandoned her until tonight. Todd gave a small smile.
"Being insane is more fun than bein' sane though, sugarplum."
Wanda snarled again, giving Todd a look of certain death should he utter such a pet name again. Todd slowly slipped out of view into the kitchen, leaving only Freddy stuffing his face.
"Well...I never knew the Brotherhood would pass up an oppertunity to go crash the mansion...but I guess I can go alone."
Lance said casually, picking up his discarded keys to the jeep off of a small coffee table. Wanda gave him a testing look.
"Crash the mansion? How the hell did we get invited to crash the mansion."
Lance puffed out his chest a little.
"Well Wanda...you have my charming personality to thank for that..."
"Oh, all mighty King of Fantasy Land, how dare I have not thought of that first...for charm is simply radiating off you. Ha. Hate to break your heart, but you've got about as much charm as a fly."
When she noticed Todd's face appear in the doorway at the mention of a fly, she sighed, shaking her head.
"Or a certain Toad... We'll go crash the mansion, if anything it will keep me from dealing with alla you today."
Wanda scoffed, walking past Lance and standing in the doorway. Todd was making his way through the main room, as was Freddy, but Pietro was still planted to the couch.
"Whatsa matter Pietro...not enough Moutain Dew this morning?"
Wanda hissed, looking back at her brother. Pietro tilted his head backwards so that he saw the group standing in the doorway and waiting for him.
"Someone bought 'caffine free' again. Don't you notice the extra gold on the bottle!? And the big words 'Caffine FREE'!?"
"I'm sure they will have plenty at the mansion, oh brother of mine. Now get over here before I have too..."
She was stopped short, Pietro standing right in front of her.
"Fine, I'll go. But only for the Mountain Dew..."
Pietro grumbled.
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"Hey...come on! You guys go through zis every morning!"
Kurt pleaded as he, Jamie and Bobby were mercilessly backed into a corner by the mob of anger and drowsy students. Rogue was now their apparent leader.
"Say yours prayers, fuzzy."
She growled. She was still dressed in her black pajama pants and a black and blue tank top with skull and flame designs. Kurt held his hands out in front of him as if desperately trying to create of force field.
"Please Rogue! You knew 'dat it vould be an extra special vake-up call for summer!"
"Just when ah thought your excuses couldn't get any worse..."
She made a lung for Kurt, Jamie and Bobby had taken refuge behind the demonic looking teen to deal with his own relative. Kurt ducked, and Rogue ended up pouncing on Bobby. The ice maker let out a surprised yelp, and quickly scrambled away from her and further into the corner. Rogue made a sharp turn, leaping at Kurt again. He teleported back into the corner, leaving Rogue to crash into the group she was leading. Quickly grabbing Jamie and Bobby, Kurt teleported them outside the mansion.
From her window on the second story, Kitty looked out over the mansion ground towards the front gate, waiting hopefully for any sign of Lance's hunter green jeep. Her attention was only stolen away momentarily by the three boys appearances into the front ground. She shook her head a little and looked back at her alarm clock. She was getting worried, it had been and hour already, and Lance was never later than he had to be when it came to visiting Kitty.
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Miandering through the twisting roads, a small group of black clad men walked side by side. Each had an earpiece in one ear, and wore impossibly dark sunglasses. Hidden under their jackets were dart guns, and under their shirt, bullet proof vests. They were agents, sent to monitor and capture mutants who openly exposed themselves. So far the day had been peaceful and quiet, but never once did they let their guard down. It was rumored that a small gang of mutants often traveled through the road they currently walked down, and they weren't about to miss the oppertunity to try and capture a few. If they were lucky a couple might even put up enough of a fight to allow them to kill it. Either way, they didn't care. Muties were nothing but insects to them, a branch of creature that tried to call themselves humans and claim that they were superior. Fat chance of that. The rumble of an approaching vehicle sent them scattering into the bushes on either side, dart guns in hand and ready to open fire...
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The hunter green jeep sped down the dust road that lead to the Brotherhood, leaving a smokescreen behind them. Lance was in the driver seat, and by force over shotgun call, Wanda was in the passenger side seat with a pissed looking Pietro behind her, sitting as far away from Todd and Freddy as possible. Lance was pushing the jeep to its limits, at points hitting more bushes than road, making Wanda glare at him.
"Hey lover boy, watch the road a little better, will ya?"
Lance gave an evil smirk.
"My jeep, I'm in control."
He ducked suddenly as a hex bolt shot out at him. He didn't even look over, but pulled the jeep back onto the road.
"Yes Wanda."
He said quickly, slowing it down a little. Without warning, his hand shot up to his neck, and he pulled out a strange, three needled object.
"What the hell is that?"
Wanda demanded, but the question fell on a deaf ear. Lances eyes rols back into his head and he fell forward into the steering wheel. The jeep came to a swerving hault when it hit a tree as Lance passed out. Todd had unbuckled his seatbelt, ready to spring off to the side. He already knew what those darts meant, Mutant Control was near. But instead of leaping out as planned, he was flung from the backseat and into the trees without much notice from the others, they were all looking back at a small group of black clad men packing tranquilizer guns and pistols...
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A/N: ooooo...cliffy. I'm not real good at intentional cliffies, but here you go. Please R&R! I really want to know what you think so far! And for the people who have reviewed already, thanks so much!
~Dragonmistriss
