Chapter 3
Power
Part 1
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Charlie followed the two men out the side door into the gardens. "Wait, please," she called to them.
Remy stopped and Peter stumbled to a halt before running over his friend. They turned and watched the little African girl catch up to them. She was so teeny! She only reached to Remy's shoulder and mid upper-arm on Peter. Her hair was buzzed close to her head and her liquid sherry colored eyes shone brightly.
"Why did you leave like that? Was it something I said?" she asked breathlessly.
"Non, cheri," Remy replied with a smile, hiding the shadows in his eyes.
"Don't lie to me, Mr. le Beaux. I am a trained medic and I see pain when idiots try to hide it," she fired back at him.
Peter sighed and looked to his Cajun companion. It was always like that with him, he thought.
"It's just that what yah described is sometin' that Ah have seen mahself, cher," he said, sitting on a little bench. "It just brought back bad memoirs is all."
Charlie stood, almost looking him in the eye where he sat, and smiled. "Don't worry about it anymore, Remy. Nothing here, from what I have observed could hurt you like that here."
Remy and Peter exchanged looks. Was this little girl for real?
Before she could say anything else, Victor came crashing through the gradens smiling. Remy took another look. Smiling? Sabretooth? He hoped that Magneto didn't see that.
"What is that great hulk smiling about?" Erik asked rising from behind a hedge.
Remy groaned and turned to him. "Ah guess from that little tete-a-tete he had wit Leona, boss man."
"The greatest assasin on the planet in love...GREAT!" Erik stormed away, leaving his paints and brushes behind.
Charlie looked confused. "Assasin?"
Peter decided it was time to tell her about them.
"Ve are not vith za Professor. Vell, ve kinda are, but...." he clammed up and blushed.
Charlie understood. "Your uneasy allies?" Both of the men nodded. "But what about Victor being an assasin?" she prompted them again.
Remy judged what to reveal and what to keep hidden, but was cut short when Logan came running from the mansion.
"Where is he?" he ground out, panting a little.
"Who?" Remy asked, being deliberately stupid.
"Don't play with me, Cajun."
"Ah don't know, Wolverine."
"Wolverine?" Charlie's voice broke in.
Logan looked toward the girl. Hell, she was shorter than he was! Just under his chin. "That's my name."
"I thought it was Logan," she looked confused.
"It is," he ground out, growing impatient.
"I get it! You have codenames!" Charlie clapped her hands together in delight. "Whoa....I haven't done that since I was in high school. Weird."
Logan snorted. She looked like she should still be in the schoolroom.
Before anyone could say anything, there was a scream of pure terror from the mansion. Everyone looked to one another and looked at the house.
"Shall we? I know this tune, but we better hurry before someone gets killed," Charlie answered the unspoken question as she tore off for the dining room.
Remy, Peter, and Logan stared after her for two seconds and then took off after the girl.
They all arrived, watching in fascination as Moose shoved a biscuit into a struggling girl's mouth. Logan growled yet again and was about to leap to her defense when Charlie held onto his arm and shook her head.
"It's better this way. She can be a real pain when she hasn't eaten."
Charlie then noticed a fuzzy, blue....elf. He even had a tail, which was twitching in what appeared amusement. Charlie missed her cat. Now where did that come from? she asked herself. She was also wondering why Major was in a skin with a muscle shirt over it when the little blue fuzzball turned to see them.
"Ve seem to have drawn a crowd, Major" Kurt said, his gold eyes lit up in merriment.
Major turned to his squad mate and smiled, dragging the now happily crumb encrusted CM with him. "Hey, Charlie. Just feeding time at the zoo." He grunted in pain when CM jabbed an elbow into his ribs.
"You can put me down now, Major," CM replied, wiping her mouth. "And who are you?" she asked pointing to the three men behind Charlie.
Charlie introduced them to Katyln, Brandon, and Tagawa.
CM stomped over to the table and grabbed another biscuit and spread strawberry preserves over it, stuffing half of it into her mouth. Sh smiled happily and sat down. "Where's Lt. Wolfe?"
Charlie shrugged her shoulders. The trio looked stunned and thought about the earlier events. Things were going to be interesting here at the Institute for a while.
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Leona sighed and raised her mug to her lips. Empty. She closed the book she was reading and replaced it on the shelf. The library here was huge. She could die happy right here and now. But that was not what was planned for her this morning. Not long after she replaced the book she heard what was definitly CM screaming. Not good.
Leona raced for the dining room only to find a now happily munching CM and the hall full of Cajun and Russian maleness. She admired the rear view and then tapped Remy on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, Cajun," she said walking by.
She ran right into Logan. Rolling her eyes, she edged past him.
"Didn't ya hear us calling ten minutes ago, LT?" Moose asked standing as far from CM as he could.
"I've learned to tune you out. I came only because I heard CM screaming in anger. She worries me," she answered staring at the contented girl. Leona groaned. Not her too!
"Me, worry you, Wolfe? Yeah, right," CM said around a bite of biscuit.
Leona was saved from answering when Charles rolled into the room.
"I see you have eaten. Care to come with me?" he asked looking up at Leona.
"Sure. Form up," she called to her group.
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"Do we have to take these tests!?" Moose wailed as Hank shoved a needle into his arm.
Leona grinned evilly at the poor boy. "Yes. Now CAN IT!"
She watched as Dr. McCoy happily puttered around his lab, looking very eager and a little unbalanced. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to get her blood or not.
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Ha! *looks around* Okay so I was waxing a little to the serious again.....*sighs* I need help.
Digression sucks...Logan torture and hijinks coming your way in Part 2!
*falls off her chair into the lamp* OWWWIIEEE!!!
Power
Part 1
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Charlie followed the two men out the side door into the gardens. "Wait, please," she called to them.
Remy stopped and Peter stumbled to a halt before running over his friend. They turned and watched the little African girl catch up to them. She was so teeny! She only reached to Remy's shoulder and mid upper-arm on Peter. Her hair was buzzed close to her head and her liquid sherry colored eyes shone brightly.
"Why did you leave like that? Was it something I said?" she asked breathlessly.
"Non, cheri," Remy replied with a smile, hiding the shadows in his eyes.
"Don't lie to me, Mr. le Beaux. I am a trained medic and I see pain when idiots try to hide it," she fired back at him.
Peter sighed and looked to his Cajun companion. It was always like that with him, he thought.
"It's just that what yah described is sometin' that Ah have seen mahself, cher," he said, sitting on a little bench. "It just brought back bad memoirs is all."
Charlie stood, almost looking him in the eye where he sat, and smiled. "Don't worry about it anymore, Remy. Nothing here, from what I have observed could hurt you like that here."
Remy and Peter exchanged looks. Was this little girl for real?
Before she could say anything else, Victor came crashing through the gradens smiling. Remy took another look. Smiling? Sabretooth? He hoped that Magneto didn't see that.
"What is that great hulk smiling about?" Erik asked rising from behind a hedge.
Remy groaned and turned to him. "Ah guess from that little tete-a-tete he had wit Leona, boss man."
"The greatest assasin on the planet in love...GREAT!" Erik stormed away, leaving his paints and brushes behind.
Charlie looked confused. "Assasin?"
Peter decided it was time to tell her about them.
"Ve are not vith za Professor. Vell, ve kinda are, but...." he clammed up and blushed.
Charlie understood. "Your uneasy allies?" Both of the men nodded. "But what about Victor being an assasin?" she prompted them again.
Remy judged what to reveal and what to keep hidden, but was cut short when Logan came running from the mansion.
"Where is he?" he ground out, panting a little.
"Who?" Remy asked, being deliberately stupid.
"Don't play with me, Cajun."
"Ah don't know, Wolverine."
"Wolverine?" Charlie's voice broke in.
Logan looked toward the girl. Hell, she was shorter than he was! Just under his chin. "That's my name."
"I thought it was Logan," she looked confused.
"It is," he ground out, growing impatient.
"I get it! You have codenames!" Charlie clapped her hands together in delight. "Whoa....I haven't done that since I was in high school. Weird."
Logan snorted. She looked like she should still be in the schoolroom.
Before anyone could say anything, there was a scream of pure terror from the mansion. Everyone looked to one another and looked at the house.
"Shall we? I know this tune, but we better hurry before someone gets killed," Charlie answered the unspoken question as she tore off for the dining room.
Remy, Peter, and Logan stared after her for two seconds and then took off after the girl.
They all arrived, watching in fascination as Moose shoved a biscuit into a struggling girl's mouth. Logan growled yet again and was about to leap to her defense when Charlie held onto his arm and shook her head.
"It's better this way. She can be a real pain when she hasn't eaten."
Charlie then noticed a fuzzy, blue....elf. He even had a tail, which was twitching in what appeared amusement. Charlie missed her cat. Now where did that come from? she asked herself. She was also wondering why Major was in a skin with a muscle shirt over it when the little blue fuzzball turned to see them.
"Ve seem to have drawn a crowd, Major" Kurt said, his gold eyes lit up in merriment.
Major turned to his squad mate and smiled, dragging the now happily crumb encrusted CM with him. "Hey, Charlie. Just feeding time at the zoo." He grunted in pain when CM jabbed an elbow into his ribs.
"You can put me down now, Major," CM replied, wiping her mouth. "And who are you?" she asked pointing to the three men behind Charlie.
Charlie introduced them to Katyln, Brandon, and Tagawa.
CM stomped over to the table and grabbed another biscuit and spread strawberry preserves over it, stuffing half of it into her mouth. Sh smiled happily and sat down. "Where's Lt. Wolfe?"
Charlie shrugged her shoulders. The trio looked stunned and thought about the earlier events. Things were going to be interesting here at the Institute for a while.
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Leona sighed and raised her mug to her lips. Empty. She closed the book she was reading and replaced it on the shelf. The library here was huge. She could die happy right here and now. But that was not what was planned for her this morning. Not long after she replaced the book she heard what was definitly CM screaming. Not good.
Leona raced for the dining room only to find a now happily munching CM and the hall full of Cajun and Russian maleness. She admired the rear view and then tapped Remy on the shoulder.
"Excuse me, Cajun," she said walking by.
She ran right into Logan. Rolling her eyes, she edged past him.
"Didn't ya hear us calling ten minutes ago, LT?" Moose asked standing as far from CM as he could.
"I've learned to tune you out. I came only because I heard CM screaming in anger. She worries me," she answered staring at the contented girl. Leona groaned. Not her too!
"Me, worry you, Wolfe? Yeah, right," CM said around a bite of biscuit.
Leona was saved from answering when Charles rolled into the room.
"I see you have eaten. Care to come with me?" he asked looking up at Leona.
"Sure. Form up," she called to her group.
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"Do we have to take these tests!?" Moose wailed as Hank shoved a needle into his arm.
Leona grinned evilly at the poor boy. "Yes. Now CAN IT!"
She watched as Dr. McCoy happily puttered around his lab, looking very eager and a little unbalanced. She wasn't sure if she wanted him to get her blood or not.
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Ha! *looks around* Okay so I was waxing a little to the serious again.....*sighs* I need help.
Digression sucks...Logan torture and hijinks coming your way in Part 2!
*falls off her chair into the lamp* OWWWIIEEE!!!