X-Men Evolution is a trademarked product from Marvel, all the characters are owned by Marvel and not me. This is a work of fiction based off of said series. I make no money off this, yadda yadda yah. This is my first X-Men Evolution, or even X-Men related fic I've written. Be gentle.
"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 17 - Epilogue
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After dinner that night, Kitty went up to her room to find out she had received the completed project from Doug. She smiled and saved the file to her computer, then closed it down for the night. Kitty went downstairs to look around for the familiar adult known as "Logan".
Kitty moved down a corridor and found him in the garage. "Just the man I'm looking for." She smiled, approaching Logan's side.
"Why is it your tone of voice makes me think you want a favor?" Logan sneered in a way only he can.
"You just might be right on that one." She leaned back against the jeep, facing Logan who was looking over his motorcycle. "What're you doing for the next two days?"
"Now that's a loaded question." He narrowed his eyes, "What'd ya think I might be doin'?"
"How about a road trip?" She smiled playfully.
"Half-Pint, you're not even fully healed." He pointed to her side.
"We can take the jeep instead of your bike. Safer, anyway." Kitty urged, "I've got somethin' I need to finish. I'd like it to be with you. And you know how I am, I'll do it whether you go with me or not."
"...you've got a point. Where're you wantin' to go, pun'kin?"
"Where you found my bag last week. To that seemingly abandoned airfield. We don't need to go in, I just need visit the area."
Logan raised an eyebrow, "What're needin' to go back there for?"
"Responsibility." She nodded, "Please?"
He looked her over, then said, "We don't go in."
"Right." Kitty smiled.
"Fine. Afterwards, we go fishing." Logan added.
"...what?" Kitty blinked.
"If I'm gonna drive that far out, we're goin' to also do something I want to do. It's also our cover story. Natural healin'." Logan grinned, crossing his arms. "I won't do it unless you agree."
"Fine, sure." She made a face, "The things I do."
Logan smiled and nudged Kitty, "I'll go talk to the Professor now, we'll leave in the mornin'. You sure you wanna do this?"
"More than anything. I'm ready." Kitty smiled.
"Then get packed."
***
The back was filled with fishing supplies and two bags, one Kitty's, the other Logan's. Logan drove the jeep along the semi-abandoned highway that ran along the train tracks for several hundred miles until it finally it came across that lone area where the fenced in air field resided. Kitty sat on the passenger side of the Jeep, wearing a casual style of dress along with the jacket Logan had given her the other day. Logan pulled to the side of the road just outside of the place.
Kitty got out of the jeep, sitting down on the hood. She pulled out her laptop and plugged in a card into the side of it. She also had a small, secondary device which somewhat looked like a tube can. She pointed the device at the building and looked over the screen.
Logan glanced over her shoulder, "Well, is it workin' like you wanted?"
"Wait. Just wait. These places generally have all their ports protected. Trying to find a way in..."
She got the signal and then started tapping away at the computer. Kitty looked frustrated, working for several minutes with no results.
"I so do not want to go in there." She rubbed the back of her neck.
"We *don't* go in." He growled and lit up a cigar.
Kitty grumbled, fumbling around through command menus until finally...
"... I'm in."
"What?"
"Gimme a sec."
Logan puffed away. He looked back over at her computer screen. Kitty had some sort of progress upload window up. "What's that for?"
"You'll see. Or you won't. This is a GOOD thing."
"Whatever, kid. I'm getting hungry. Let's pack up and get out of here."
"Just a minute." She rolled her eyes. Upload completed. Then she typed in a long command string then pressed 'enter'. Kitty smiled to herself before she started to pack up her equipment. "Alright, let's go."
"That's it?" Logan asked, putting out his cigar.
"Yup. We're done. Let's go fishing."
"You're a strange kid, you know that?"
"From your mouth to God's ear." Kitty smirked and waved a hand dismissing his vocalized thought as she got into her passanger side door and they headed out.
***
Back at the Xavier Institute, Dr. Hank McCoy walked down the hall to his laboratory. He made it over to his desk, taking a seat and leaning back with the newspaper. "Ah, to find simple pleasures in local news and comics." He commented only to himself. Hank propped a foot up on his desk, which caused something to knock over. He closed the newspaper and set it aside, "What was that?" He leaned down and picked up a cd-rom disc that was in a plastic case with a post-it note attatched, "For Mr. McCoy -From Kitty" He raised an eyebrow at the object.
Hank took the disc and placed into the drive on his computer. He accessed the disc and idly started to read through the files. He did a double-take, mouth opening in a slight gasp. He projected his mind to speak to Professor Xavier.
Hey Charles, isn't Kitty on a fishing trip with Logan? Hank wondered.
Why yes, Henry. Why do you ask? Xavier replied.
She left me a gift. Want to come down to the lab and look at this?
I'll be down in a few minutes, then. It's important?
Oh, I'd say so. Hank commented.
***
The alarms klaxoned throughout the building. "Intruders! Intruders!" It announced over the sound system. Any weaponary that came within range got destroyed instantly with a magnetic wave. The Acolytes, Magento's soldiers, stormed through the halls and showed no mercy. Pyro and Magneto kept any firing guards at bay while Gambit and Colossus went to the prisoner cells. Gambit held a small blueprint map of the area, leading the way through commands while Colossus stormed in front in his armored form, to protect just in case something surprised them. Doors were busted open. Guards were knocked unconscious. Things got messy.
Gambit pointed at a hall to a downstairs area. He and Colossus followed the path down to a dark, secluded, highly electronicly secure system.
"Start from that end, I'll start here. Let's take down deese doors and set deese folks free, right mon ami?" Gambit winked.
"Da, this is the last place." Colossus noted.
They worked separately, freeing each person. Some were barely teenagers, others were full grown adults. A few with obvious physical mutation, while most were scared, malnurished, and generally ill folks. They gathered near the exit, but were commanded by Gambit to wait.
"I'm gonna blow their computer before we leave dis place." Gambit moved over to the main system which was set up outside of the prison cells. He tapped at the keyboard then blinked. "What the... hey Colossus, you ev'r seen anythin' like dis?"
"What is it, tovarish?" Colossus moved from the group of people to Gambit's side.
"I think it's broke. See, I go to type like dis... and all I get is dat." He points to the screen.
Colossus looked it over, then nodded politely, "Someone else got here before us. Let's not worry and get these people to safety, da? If it makes you feel better, perhaps you could blow it up?"
Gambit grinned, "You don't have to tell Gambit twice." He placed his finger on the side of the monitor, charging it with kinetic engery. Colossus left to lead the group into the hall, while Gambit threw a final charged playing card at the screen, causing the computer and system to explode upon impact.
The evacuation went quickly. Magneto and his acolytes escaped the facility unharmed, rescuing those they had freed on that day. A success, in the highest form.
Later, at the base. Magneto paced back and forth, then looked at Gambit. "You're saying their system... wasn't working?"
"Dat's what I said." Gambit crossed his arms.
"He's telling the truth." The now unarmored Russian replied. "I saw."
"What did you see?" Magneto inquired.
"Anythin' I typed gave me da same response." Gambit shrugged.
"Da." Colossus nodded. "It said 'Never again.'."
*************************** The End ***********************************
"Angry Situation" - by Val Shrum (kiyonekatz at yahoo dot com)
Chapter 17 - Epilogue
***************************************************************************
After dinner that night, Kitty went up to her room to find out she had received the completed project from Doug. She smiled and saved the file to her computer, then closed it down for the night. Kitty went downstairs to look around for the familiar adult known as "Logan".
Kitty moved down a corridor and found him in the garage. "Just the man I'm looking for." She smiled, approaching Logan's side.
"Why is it your tone of voice makes me think you want a favor?" Logan sneered in a way only he can.
"You just might be right on that one." She leaned back against the jeep, facing Logan who was looking over his motorcycle. "What're you doing for the next two days?"
"Now that's a loaded question." He narrowed his eyes, "What'd ya think I might be doin'?"
"How about a road trip?" She smiled playfully.
"Half-Pint, you're not even fully healed." He pointed to her side.
"We can take the jeep instead of your bike. Safer, anyway." Kitty urged, "I've got somethin' I need to finish. I'd like it to be with you. And you know how I am, I'll do it whether you go with me or not."
"...you've got a point. Where're you wantin' to go, pun'kin?"
"Where you found my bag last week. To that seemingly abandoned airfield. We don't need to go in, I just need visit the area."
Logan raised an eyebrow, "What're needin' to go back there for?"
"Responsibility." She nodded, "Please?"
He looked her over, then said, "We don't go in."
"Right." Kitty smiled.
"Fine. Afterwards, we go fishing." Logan added.
"...what?" Kitty blinked.
"If I'm gonna drive that far out, we're goin' to also do something I want to do. It's also our cover story. Natural healin'." Logan grinned, crossing his arms. "I won't do it unless you agree."
"Fine, sure." She made a face, "The things I do."
Logan smiled and nudged Kitty, "I'll go talk to the Professor now, we'll leave in the mornin'. You sure you wanna do this?"
"More than anything. I'm ready." Kitty smiled.
"Then get packed."
***
The back was filled with fishing supplies and two bags, one Kitty's, the other Logan's. Logan drove the jeep along the semi-abandoned highway that ran along the train tracks for several hundred miles until it finally it came across that lone area where the fenced in air field resided. Kitty sat on the passenger side of the Jeep, wearing a casual style of dress along with the jacket Logan had given her the other day. Logan pulled to the side of the road just outside of the place.
Kitty got out of the jeep, sitting down on the hood. She pulled out her laptop and plugged in a card into the side of it. She also had a small, secondary device which somewhat looked like a tube can. She pointed the device at the building and looked over the screen.
Logan glanced over her shoulder, "Well, is it workin' like you wanted?"
"Wait. Just wait. These places generally have all their ports protected. Trying to find a way in..."
She got the signal and then started tapping away at the computer. Kitty looked frustrated, working for several minutes with no results.
"I so do not want to go in there." She rubbed the back of her neck.
"We *don't* go in." He growled and lit up a cigar.
Kitty grumbled, fumbling around through command menus until finally...
"... I'm in."
"What?"
"Gimme a sec."
Logan puffed away. He looked back over at her computer screen. Kitty had some sort of progress upload window up. "What's that for?"
"You'll see. Or you won't. This is a GOOD thing."
"Whatever, kid. I'm getting hungry. Let's pack up and get out of here."
"Just a minute." She rolled her eyes. Upload completed. Then she typed in a long command string then pressed 'enter'. Kitty smiled to herself before she started to pack up her equipment. "Alright, let's go."
"That's it?" Logan asked, putting out his cigar.
"Yup. We're done. Let's go fishing."
"You're a strange kid, you know that?"
"From your mouth to God's ear." Kitty smirked and waved a hand dismissing his vocalized thought as she got into her passanger side door and they headed out.
***
Back at the Xavier Institute, Dr. Hank McCoy walked down the hall to his laboratory. He made it over to his desk, taking a seat and leaning back with the newspaper. "Ah, to find simple pleasures in local news and comics." He commented only to himself. Hank propped a foot up on his desk, which caused something to knock over. He closed the newspaper and set it aside, "What was that?" He leaned down and picked up a cd-rom disc that was in a plastic case with a post-it note attatched, "For Mr. McCoy -From Kitty" He raised an eyebrow at the object.
Hank took the disc and placed into the drive on his computer. He accessed the disc and idly started to read through the files. He did a double-take, mouth opening in a slight gasp. He projected his mind to speak to Professor Xavier.
Hey Charles, isn't Kitty on a fishing trip with Logan? Hank wondered.
Why yes, Henry. Why do you ask? Xavier replied.
She left me a gift. Want to come down to the lab and look at this?
I'll be down in a few minutes, then. It's important?
Oh, I'd say so. Hank commented.
***
The alarms klaxoned throughout the building. "Intruders! Intruders!" It announced over the sound system. Any weaponary that came within range got destroyed instantly with a magnetic wave. The Acolytes, Magento's soldiers, stormed through the halls and showed no mercy. Pyro and Magneto kept any firing guards at bay while Gambit and Colossus went to the prisoner cells. Gambit held a small blueprint map of the area, leading the way through commands while Colossus stormed in front in his armored form, to protect just in case something surprised them. Doors were busted open. Guards were knocked unconscious. Things got messy.
Gambit pointed at a hall to a downstairs area. He and Colossus followed the path down to a dark, secluded, highly electronicly secure system.
"Start from that end, I'll start here. Let's take down deese doors and set deese folks free, right mon ami?" Gambit winked.
"Da, this is the last place." Colossus noted.
They worked separately, freeing each person. Some were barely teenagers, others were full grown adults. A few with obvious physical mutation, while most were scared, malnurished, and generally ill folks. They gathered near the exit, but were commanded by Gambit to wait.
"I'm gonna blow their computer before we leave dis place." Gambit moved over to the main system which was set up outside of the prison cells. He tapped at the keyboard then blinked. "What the... hey Colossus, you ev'r seen anythin' like dis?"
"What is it, tovarish?" Colossus moved from the group of people to Gambit's side.
"I think it's broke. See, I go to type like dis... and all I get is dat." He points to the screen.
Colossus looked it over, then nodded politely, "Someone else got here before us. Let's not worry and get these people to safety, da? If it makes you feel better, perhaps you could blow it up?"
Gambit grinned, "You don't have to tell Gambit twice." He placed his finger on the side of the monitor, charging it with kinetic engery. Colossus left to lead the group into the hall, while Gambit threw a final charged playing card at the screen, causing the computer and system to explode upon impact.
The evacuation went quickly. Magneto and his acolytes escaped the facility unharmed, rescuing those they had freed on that day. A success, in the highest form.
Later, at the base. Magneto paced back and forth, then looked at Gambit. "You're saying their system... wasn't working?"
"Dat's what I said." Gambit crossed his arms.
"He's telling the truth." The now unarmored Russian replied. "I saw."
"What did you see?" Magneto inquired.
"Anythin' I typed gave me da same response." Gambit shrugged.
"Da." Colossus nodded. "It said 'Never again.'."
*************************** The End ***********************************