'Ello, 'ello, 'ello, this is the fourth chapter. Hope you've enjoyed the
story thus far. This chapter was written by the Fourth Mind. You'll learn
more about that weird little girl, Pixie. On to it!
Disclaimer: Don't own the X-men, own the Pack
The Four Minds
Blood Kin chapter 4: Villains Point
"Okay," the girl thought, "which one should I take?" She was standing in her hotel lobby looking in the clear water of the enormous fountain. From anyone else's view the "girl", who was actually twenty, could be thought to be admiring the hotel's design. In all truth, the dark-haired pixie was searching for something to steal. Irona, as was her name, had come to New York from Boston, and Boston from San Francisco. Irona couldn't remember much about her flights, but she had a hazy memory of almost killing a guy, in San Francisco, while riding her bike to the terminal.
At the moment she was deciding on which stone to steal. This was hard because there were about 2000 different rocks in the bottom of the fountain. Finally, she just turned around and tapped a guy on the shoulder. He was tall with sandy brown hair and a pair of unique, red sunglasses. Remembering her manners she said, "Excuse me, sir, but could you help me?"
After hearing her question Scott Summers, the guy she had talked to, became ready to help the short and beautiful girl. "Yes, what do you need?" he asked, thinking it was an emergency.
"Well," Irona voiced, "I can't decide which rock to take (gesturing towards the fountain). Will you help me choose one?"
Giving her a look of bewilderment, Scott tossed her one of the stones, then watched as she climbed on a small pink bicycle, placed her rock in a basket surrounded with streamers, and rode away.
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Meanwhile, Sinister was sitting in his lair awaiting the arrival of his assistant. When she appeared, he jumped up and shouted, "Well, did you succeed?" Irona nodded her head and, with a dazed look, pulled out the purse that contained 500 million in jewels. Sinister knew his plan would work, all he had to do was brainwash a mutant to obey him. Then, he could make it look like the mutant was stealing stupid and uncanny things while his servant was actually stealing something of great value. This is what Irona had done. She had acted like she was taking an unimportant stone, while she was truly sneaking a small purse off of the baggage cart. Sinister's plan was so ingenious that Irona didn't even have to use her powers, yet.
(That night) Irona woke up in her hotel room. She couldn't remember anything about her day, except that she had talked to a handsome stranger. Considering that this had been happening lately, her forgetting everything, she decided she must be sick. Trying hard to think about her day, Irona settled back into her bed. Right before she drifted into sleep, Irona recalled an evil looking man, so evil he looked positively sinister.
Sinister had only one thing on his mind that night. He wanted Shadow, dead. But, now that the X-men had her, he would have to find a way to defeat them. This way was through Irona, but first he would have to infiltrate the institute with some of his lesser servants.
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(The next day at the museum) Irona, although unaware of it, was doing another job for Sinister. She was standing near a plant that had mulch chips surrounding it. Not being able to decide on what to take she turned to ask the woman next to her.
Logan, Wolverine, was out patrolling the area because of recent thefts. When he walked past a short, pixie-like lady. He got there in time to overhear her saying, "What do you think? Should I steal the mulch chip, or the flower? (indicating a plant). I'm just so indecisive!" Logan, taken aback at the stupid question, walked over to the lady. "Where'd you escape from girl?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, you must have the wrong impression of me," she retorted. Then barely even touching him, sent him sprawling backwards forty feet from the strength in her arms. Surprised, Logan watched her ride away on her childish, pink bike, honking her horn for amusement.
Irona went from the museum to Sinister's lair, and handed him the priceless painting. Sinister noticed that she had the stupid items, and had her dispose of them. Tonight would be the night, he decided. He had to kill Shadow!
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(That night at Xavier's mansion) Logan had just gotten back from his patrol, and was talking about his day. "The museum was pretty normal, but there was a weird moment that put me off the rest of the day."
"Tell us about it," Storm prompted.
"Well," Logan said, "I was walking through the museum when I came upon a dark-haired, pixie girl. I walked past her in time to hear her ask another woman if she should steal a piece of mulch, or a flower."
"Really?" Scott asked, "That sounds like the girl from the hotel. She asked me to help her choose a rock from the 2000 in the fountain. She then proceeded to ride away on a pink bicycle."
"You have got to be kidding me!" Hunter exclaimed, "That's the girl from the airport in San Francisco Dodger was telling me about!"
Logan replied, "Not only that, but she is a mutant. She tried to move me out of her way, and sent me flying 40 feet behind her."
Hunter answered, "Where's that Shadow when you need a witty comment?" Just then, the alarm went off.
End chapter four. Five coming. Oh, boy an alarm! Wonder what that means. Evil cackle.
Disclaimer: Don't own the X-men, own the Pack
The Four Minds
Blood Kin chapter 4: Villains Point
"Okay," the girl thought, "which one should I take?" She was standing in her hotel lobby looking in the clear water of the enormous fountain. From anyone else's view the "girl", who was actually twenty, could be thought to be admiring the hotel's design. In all truth, the dark-haired pixie was searching for something to steal. Irona, as was her name, had come to New York from Boston, and Boston from San Francisco. Irona couldn't remember much about her flights, but she had a hazy memory of almost killing a guy, in San Francisco, while riding her bike to the terminal.
At the moment she was deciding on which stone to steal. This was hard because there were about 2000 different rocks in the bottom of the fountain. Finally, she just turned around and tapped a guy on the shoulder. He was tall with sandy brown hair and a pair of unique, red sunglasses. Remembering her manners she said, "Excuse me, sir, but could you help me?"
After hearing her question Scott Summers, the guy she had talked to, became ready to help the short and beautiful girl. "Yes, what do you need?" he asked, thinking it was an emergency.
"Well," Irona voiced, "I can't decide which rock to take (gesturing towards the fountain). Will you help me choose one?"
Giving her a look of bewilderment, Scott tossed her one of the stones, then watched as she climbed on a small pink bicycle, placed her rock in a basket surrounded with streamers, and rode away.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Meanwhile, Sinister was sitting in his lair awaiting the arrival of his assistant. When she appeared, he jumped up and shouted, "Well, did you succeed?" Irona nodded her head and, with a dazed look, pulled out the purse that contained 500 million in jewels. Sinister knew his plan would work, all he had to do was brainwash a mutant to obey him. Then, he could make it look like the mutant was stealing stupid and uncanny things while his servant was actually stealing something of great value. This is what Irona had done. She had acted like she was taking an unimportant stone, while she was truly sneaking a small purse off of the baggage cart. Sinister's plan was so ingenious that Irona didn't even have to use her powers, yet.
(That night) Irona woke up in her hotel room. She couldn't remember anything about her day, except that she had talked to a handsome stranger. Considering that this had been happening lately, her forgetting everything, she decided she must be sick. Trying hard to think about her day, Irona settled back into her bed. Right before she drifted into sleep, Irona recalled an evil looking man, so evil he looked positively sinister.
Sinister had only one thing on his mind that night. He wanted Shadow, dead. But, now that the X-men had her, he would have to find a way to defeat them. This way was through Irona, but first he would have to infiltrate the institute with some of his lesser servants.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(The next day at the museum) Irona, although unaware of it, was doing another job for Sinister. She was standing near a plant that had mulch chips surrounding it. Not being able to decide on what to take she turned to ask the woman next to her.
Logan, Wolverine, was out patrolling the area because of recent thefts. When he walked past a short, pixie-like lady. He got there in time to overhear her saying, "What do you think? Should I steal the mulch chip, or the flower? (indicating a plant). I'm just so indecisive!" Logan, taken aback at the stupid question, walked over to the lady. "Where'd you escape from girl?" he asked.
"I'm sorry, you must have the wrong impression of me," she retorted. Then barely even touching him, sent him sprawling backwards forty feet from the strength in her arms. Surprised, Logan watched her ride away on her childish, pink bike, honking her horn for amusement.
Irona went from the museum to Sinister's lair, and handed him the priceless painting. Sinister noticed that she had the stupid items, and had her dispose of them. Tonight would be the night, he decided. He had to kill Shadow!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
(That night at Xavier's mansion) Logan had just gotten back from his patrol, and was talking about his day. "The museum was pretty normal, but there was a weird moment that put me off the rest of the day."
"Tell us about it," Storm prompted.
"Well," Logan said, "I was walking through the museum when I came upon a dark-haired, pixie girl. I walked past her in time to hear her ask another woman if she should steal a piece of mulch, or a flower."
"Really?" Scott asked, "That sounds like the girl from the hotel. She asked me to help her choose a rock from the 2000 in the fountain. She then proceeded to ride away on a pink bicycle."
"You have got to be kidding me!" Hunter exclaimed, "That's the girl from the airport in San Francisco Dodger was telling me about!"
Logan replied, "Not only that, but she is a mutant. She tried to move me out of her way, and sent me flying 40 feet behind her."
Hunter answered, "Where's that Shadow when you need a witty comment?" Just then, the alarm went off.
End chapter four. Five coming. Oh, boy an alarm! Wonder what that means. Evil cackle.