Disclaimer: Don't own X-Men. Short, simple...no headache for me. Yay.
Summary: Where will the search for the brotherhood on Cerebro lead the X-Men and Todd?
A/N: *ducks under desk to avoid death glares* I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update. This story has started giving me headaches I've started thinking about what I want to happen next. That and the start of school has slowed me down a little. Anyway, I'm sorry. I WILL finish it, of that you need have no fear. I couldn't just let you guys leave it to your own imaginations to figure out what happens next!
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Back down in the med room again, Todd sat on the cot as Storm wrapped gauze around his wrist and bottom half of his hand. He felt her pause, and looked over at the windrider to see what was wrong. Her blue eyes were fixed on his hand, brows furrowed in contemplation. Todd looked down at his mostly bandaged hand and noticed what was puzzling her. The slightly webbed area between his thumb and index finger.
"It ain't gonna hurt, just not too tight yo."
Storm looked up at him, the quizzual look gone.
"Are you positive?"
Todd nodded, watching her as she carefully wrapped the guaze over the webbing. He noticed her wince every time he did, and glanced up at her.
"Little nervous, eh?"
Storm looked at him, and gave a soft smile.
"I do not like seeing others in pain, especially if there is a doubt that I am causing it."
Todd gave a one shouldered shrug and closed his eyes. Damn he was tired, he hadn't realized what blood lose could do to you. Storm finished, applying a shell over the guaze that covered his wrist and silently walking out of the room. Todd opened his eyes only slightly to watch her leave, and as soon as she was out of view he lay down on the hospital bed and hit the light switch to off with his tongue. He let his eyes close, enveloping him in a secondary shield of darkness. The last concious thought he had was of Wanda and what she must be going through, and he felt a tear trickle down his cheek just before sleep consumed him.
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Xavier sat in front of Cerebro, donned in the usual head gear. Logan stood at his left, growling slightly when he saw Storm approach them.
"You left slime boy alone to reck havoc?"
Storm gave him a cold glare.
"The only havoc will be in his dreams more than likely. You need to have a little more faith in the brotherhood members Logan. Most of them just don't feel like they will fit in."
Logan furrowed his brows together, returning the cold glare.
"And maybe your too trusting 'Ro."
~Both of you stop it.~
The Professor said as calmly as possible through telepathy.
~Your breaking my concentration.~
Logan broke the glaring contest between himself and the weather witch, turning back towards Cerebro. Slowly the masses of red dots began to lessen as the complex computer narrowed down the brain waves.
It was serveral minutes later before Xavier opened his eyes, seeming puzzled. Logan looked at the wheel chair confined man, returning the curious look.
"Whats up?"
"Strange...Cerebro is reading the brotherhoods brain waves as coming from the center of the Bermuda Triangle...but its not coming up that there is any island near there."
"A laboritory ship perhaps?"
Storm offered, but Xavier shook his head.
"I highly doubt it, they aren't moving at all."
"Lets get the kids ready and load into the X-Jet. We can think of a plan on the way."
Logan growled. It was obvious that he wasn't too keen on helping the enemy escape.
"Logan, the Bermuda Triangle is ledgended to pull planes into the ocean. Even I couldn't save us if something were to happen."
Storm cautioned. Xavier nodded, a strange smirk played on his face.
"Luckily, we have a new line of defense. A fleet of jet skis, fully equipped to support two passengers and with specially made turbo jets. They could get the team there as quickly as the X-Jet."
Logan now shared the smirk.
"Charles, you think of everything. How fast do they go exactly."
"When last tested, close to 100. They have outfitted stabalizers, but for ocean travel, faster than 90 is too dangerous."
Logan smiled, nodding.
"Lets get the skis prepped then."
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Morning came too quickly in the opinion of the sleepy X-Kids, all except Kitty. She had been constantly pacing ever since she had discovered her Lance's fate. Her face seemed permanently stained with tears, always slightly wet with little rivers running down her cheeks. She finally was forced to sit on the end of her bed when her legs began to give out on her. She cradled her chin in her hands, sighing heavily.
'I wonder how Lance is...'
She thought, then a strange thought entered her mind.
'I wonder if Pietro's alright too...'
Her eyes snapped open a little more. Where had that come from? Sure...Pietro was cute, but he was far from charming towards her...or was he? She shook her head.
'Stop it!'
She shouted at herself. She didn't care about Pietro...she loved Lance.
'Or do you?'
The same small voice taunted in her mind. Before Kitty could utter an audible scream of frustration, Logan's fist assulted her door, making her jump.
"Get suited up, we're moving out at 0400 hours."
Then his heavy footsteps moved towards the next door. Kitty thought back, trying to remember when '0400' was. She looked at her digital clock, the glowing red numbers read 3:20. Logan never gave them enough time to do anything but get suited up..so she quickly figured out that they were leaving in 40 minutes. She leapt up, racing down to get ready. The sooner they got there, the better.
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Todd nearly toppled out of the cot when Logan's snarling voice reached him. He squinted against the lights which the metal man had turned on, and managed to shoot a glare at the black blur that he assumed was Logan.
"Get up, we're movin' out...now"
"Right now?"
"Yes, move it"
Logan growled again, stomping out of the room. Todd sat up, running his hand through his messy hair and yawning. He let himself slide to the floor, and staggered back to his feet. Blindly walking through the room, his outstretched hands met a wall, and he followed it until he found the doorway and finally made his way out into the darker hallway.
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Logan stood down at the hidden water bay, the new fleet of pitch black jet ski's with bright silver X's within a circle were still for the most part. Storm stood beside him, her arms folded across her chest, her battle face in place. Logan couldn't help but smirk a little, Ororo looked much more attractive when she was mad. The shuffling sounds of feet being drug sleepily across the floor reached Logan's ear, and he let out a commanding snarl.
"LET'S GO!"
The shuffling sound was abandoned for the sounds of sprinting, and Logan half smiled with satisfaction. Finally, all the students stood before the two teachers, Todd slightly farther away from the main group.
"Ok, only the older students can drive these babies, so listen up to who your paired with..."
There was an excited whelp of joy from Kurt, making some of the students cringe at the shrill noise so early. The younger students groaned a little, though their eyes had lit up a little at the sight of the massive jet ski's.
"Ok, here we go."
He turned to Ororo, who held a small paper in her hands.
"Teams, after I announce you, go to a jet ski and wait."
There was a nod from all, and she began to read.
"Scott and Rahne.
Jean and Amara.
Kurt and Bobby.
Kitty and Ray.
Rogue and Sam.
Evan and Jubilee."
The students all made their way to the jet ski's, and a large, deep blue form entered the door.
"I'm not late, am I?"
Came Beasts soft voice. The three remaining kids looked rather confused.
"No, your just in time."
Ororo reassured Beast, then looked at the last three.
"Jamie, your with Logan. Roberto, your with Beast, and Todd, your with me."
She said. Todd gave a nervous smile, warily approaching the jet ski Ororo indicated too. This was bound to be a long ride...
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A/N: Yes...it's kinda short. I'll try and write chapter 10 asap! I hope you guys enjoyed, please R&R. Yes...you may yell at me for not updating sooner if you feel compelled to do so.
Summary: Where will the search for the brotherhood on Cerebro lead the X-Men and Todd?
A/N: *ducks under desk to avoid death glares* I am so sorry it has taken me so long to update. This story has started giving me headaches I've started thinking about what I want to happen next. That and the start of school has slowed me down a little. Anyway, I'm sorry. I WILL finish it, of that you need have no fear. I couldn't just let you guys leave it to your own imaginations to figure out what happens next!
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Back down in the med room again, Todd sat on the cot as Storm wrapped gauze around his wrist and bottom half of his hand. He felt her pause, and looked over at the windrider to see what was wrong. Her blue eyes were fixed on his hand, brows furrowed in contemplation. Todd looked down at his mostly bandaged hand and noticed what was puzzling her. The slightly webbed area between his thumb and index finger.
"It ain't gonna hurt, just not too tight yo."
Storm looked up at him, the quizzual look gone.
"Are you positive?"
Todd nodded, watching her as she carefully wrapped the guaze over the webbing. He noticed her wince every time he did, and glanced up at her.
"Little nervous, eh?"
Storm looked at him, and gave a soft smile.
"I do not like seeing others in pain, especially if there is a doubt that I am causing it."
Todd gave a one shouldered shrug and closed his eyes. Damn he was tired, he hadn't realized what blood lose could do to you. Storm finished, applying a shell over the guaze that covered his wrist and silently walking out of the room. Todd opened his eyes only slightly to watch her leave, and as soon as she was out of view he lay down on the hospital bed and hit the light switch to off with his tongue. He let his eyes close, enveloping him in a secondary shield of darkness. The last concious thought he had was of Wanda and what she must be going through, and he felt a tear trickle down his cheek just before sleep consumed him.
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Xavier sat in front of Cerebro, donned in the usual head gear. Logan stood at his left, growling slightly when he saw Storm approach them.
"You left slime boy alone to reck havoc?"
Storm gave him a cold glare.
"The only havoc will be in his dreams more than likely. You need to have a little more faith in the brotherhood members Logan. Most of them just don't feel like they will fit in."
Logan furrowed his brows together, returning the cold glare.
"And maybe your too trusting 'Ro."
~Both of you stop it.~
The Professor said as calmly as possible through telepathy.
~Your breaking my concentration.~
Logan broke the glaring contest between himself and the weather witch, turning back towards Cerebro. Slowly the masses of red dots began to lessen as the complex computer narrowed down the brain waves.
It was serveral minutes later before Xavier opened his eyes, seeming puzzled. Logan looked at the wheel chair confined man, returning the curious look.
"Whats up?"
"Strange...Cerebro is reading the brotherhoods brain waves as coming from the center of the Bermuda Triangle...but its not coming up that there is any island near there."
"A laboritory ship perhaps?"
Storm offered, but Xavier shook his head.
"I highly doubt it, they aren't moving at all."
"Lets get the kids ready and load into the X-Jet. We can think of a plan on the way."
Logan growled. It was obvious that he wasn't too keen on helping the enemy escape.
"Logan, the Bermuda Triangle is ledgended to pull planes into the ocean. Even I couldn't save us if something were to happen."
Storm cautioned. Xavier nodded, a strange smirk played on his face.
"Luckily, we have a new line of defense. A fleet of jet skis, fully equipped to support two passengers and with specially made turbo jets. They could get the team there as quickly as the X-Jet."
Logan now shared the smirk.
"Charles, you think of everything. How fast do they go exactly."
"When last tested, close to 100. They have outfitted stabalizers, but for ocean travel, faster than 90 is too dangerous."
Logan smiled, nodding.
"Lets get the skis prepped then."
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Morning came too quickly in the opinion of the sleepy X-Kids, all except Kitty. She had been constantly pacing ever since she had discovered her Lance's fate. Her face seemed permanently stained with tears, always slightly wet with little rivers running down her cheeks. She finally was forced to sit on the end of her bed when her legs began to give out on her. She cradled her chin in her hands, sighing heavily.
'I wonder how Lance is...'
She thought, then a strange thought entered her mind.
'I wonder if Pietro's alright too...'
Her eyes snapped open a little more. Where had that come from? Sure...Pietro was cute, but he was far from charming towards her...or was he? She shook her head.
'Stop it!'
She shouted at herself. She didn't care about Pietro...she loved Lance.
'Or do you?'
The same small voice taunted in her mind. Before Kitty could utter an audible scream of frustration, Logan's fist assulted her door, making her jump.
"Get suited up, we're moving out at 0400 hours."
Then his heavy footsteps moved towards the next door. Kitty thought back, trying to remember when '0400' was. She looked at her digital clock, the glowing red numbers read 3:20. Logan never gave them enough time to do anything but get suited up..so she quickly figured out that they were leaving in 40 minutes. She leapt up, racing down to get ready. The sooner they got there, the better.
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Todd nearly toppled out of the cot when Logan's snarling voice reached him. He squinted against the lights which the metal man had turned on, and managed to shoot a glare at the black blur that he assumed was Logan.
"Get up, we're movin' out...now"
"Right now?"
"Yes, move it"
Logan growled again, stomping out of the room. Todd sat up, running his hand through his messy hair and yawning. He let himself slide to the floor, and staggered back to his feet. Blindly walking through the room, his outstretched hands met a wall, and he followed it until he found the doorway and finally made his way out into the darker hallway.
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Logan stood down at the hidden water bay, the new fleet of pitch black jet ski's with bright silver X's within a circle were still for the most part. Storm stood beside him, her arms folded across her chest, her battle face in place. Logan couldn't help but smirk a little, Ororo looked much more attractive when she was mad. The shuffling sounds of feet being drug sleepily across the floor reached Logan's ear, and he let out a commanding snarl.
"LET'S GO!"
The shuffling sound was abandoned for the sounds of sprinting, and Logan half smiled with satisfaction. Finally, all the students stood before the two teachers, Todd slightly farther away from the main group.
"Ok, only the older students can drive these babies, so listen up to who your paired with..."
There was an excited whelp of joy from Kurt, making some of the students cringe at the shrill noise so early. The younger students groaned a little, though their eyes had lit up a little at the sight of the massive jet ski's.
"Ok, here we go."
He turned to Ororo, who held a small paper in her hands.
"Teams, after I announce you, go to a jet ski and wait."
There was a nod from all, and she began to read.
"Scott and Rahne.
Jean and Amara.
Kurt and Bobby.
Kitty and Ray.
Rogue and Sam.
Evan and Jubilee."
The students all made their way to the jet ski's, and a large, deep blue form entered the door.
"I'm not late, am I?"
Came Beasts soft voice. The three remaining kids looked rather confused.
"No, your just in time."
Ororo reassured Beast, then looked at the last three.
"Jamie, your with Logan. Roberto, your with Beast, and Todd, your with me."
She said. Todd gave a nervous smile, warily approaching the jet ski Ororo indicated too. This was bound to be a long ride...
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A/N: Yes...it's kinda short. I'll try and write chapter 10 asap! I hope you guys enjoyed, please R&R. Yes...you may yell at me for not updating sooner if you feel compelled to do so.
