AHHHHH!!!!!! I LOVE THESE REVIEWS!!!! These are the best reviews ever, and
I love you all so much!!!!!!!! SO much, that I'm gonna reply individually:
Neva: It's always a pleasure getting your review! Yes, there will be some anti-Xavier. But it's not going to be blatant. He'll just be making a mistake that will lead to..something...
AngieX: Why would Xavier want to suppress memories?? Hehe, you'll see!! And about the anti-Xavier, read above...
Jebrylla: I'm so glad you like it! Thanx for reading and reviewing, and taking the tiem to write such a great review! I am a HUGE Simpsons fan, and self-proclaimed expert. I can finish any quote, answer any question....
Cheesy Monkey: I made ya cuss, it must be good! Thanx for reading! Mmmmmm chicken.
Dr. Lauryl: I didn't know you were still reading. Thanx for checking in though! She is most definitely not ready for a relationship. Anyway, keep reading! I'm so glad you like it!
Kiki: Oh man, you and Neva, I can always expect two reviews for each chapter, no matter what! I didn't think this chapter would draw the reviews it did, but I'm thrilled. I'm glad you like the name too ;).
A lot of people mentioned the whole speaking thing. I didn't think it was really a big thing that everyone would notice, but thanx!! I love when people appreciate small things like that! It makes me feel so good! Anyway, you guys are so awesome! I love ya so much! Thanx for reviewing! And for those who didn't review, hell, thanx for reading!
By the way, someone had mentioned what her codename was going to be? Well, it took me a while to think of it, but I got it! And you'll learn it before the end of the story, I promise...it's such a great name, I'm proud of it. I dunno what the rest of you will think though....
Wow, this is a long author's note! I better get into the story, before I bore yall to death. Remember to review!!!!
Disclaimer: "I've got Kitty Pryde. And Nightcrawler too. Waiting there for me yes I do. I do. :D"
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"Trask, my patience is wearing thin," Senator Bradley said through the phone. "It has now been a month! She could be speaking at this point, regaining memories. What the hell is the matter with you?"
"I understand, sir. But we are dealing with a lot more than we bargained for. We need to outline every step of the plan, otherwise we could fail. And we can only do this once, after that, they'll expect us," Trask explained as best he could. To be honest, he was getting sick of dealing with Bradley. He planned to kill the girl as quickly as possible, just to get the damn guy off his back.
"Well, hurry the hell up! I can't wait much longer. If the girl is neither in your care or dead by the end of the week, I will pull your funding. No discussion about that, Mr. Trask," Bradley informed the man.
"Yes sir," Trask replied. "I guarantee to you, she will be taken care of this week."
"Good, I expect a full report from you. And Trask? If anything goes wrong-" Bradley started. Trask could almost hear him smirk down the line. "Well, you better pray that nothing goes wrong." With that, Bradley hung up.
Trask cursed at the phone and slammed it onto it's cradle. What an asshole! He couldn't wait for this to all be over, Bradley was more than he could deal with. It sickened him that he was forced to act subordinate to that jackass! He sat down at his desk, angrily, as Matthews entered. "Sir?"
"What the hell do you want?" Trask snapped.
"Well, the plan has been completed. We are waiting for your approval and briefing."
Trask felt himself fill with joy. It was almost over. "Excellent, let's take a look at it."
~&~
"Hey, Jean! Over here!" Bobby called, running down the field. Jean threw the Frisbee. It wobbled away from Bobby, but somehow straightened itself and landed neatly in his arms. He looked behind him to see Scott and Kurt close on his tail. He ran down the field, looking for another of his teammates. "Jubes! Catch!" and he threw the Frisbee.
Jubilee jumped and grabbed hold of the bee, as Kitty plowed her down. The bee was snatched up by Torey, who ran it further down the field. She took a step and threw it into the air toward Evan.
"Got it!" Evan said, as he jumped up, just to have a red beam hit the Frisbee away, and into Ray's hands. Ray ran it down the field, and threw it into goal. "YEAH! Alright! Two to NOTHING!" He jumped up as Kitty, Kurt, Scott, Sam and Rahne joined in his celebration.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Rogue argued. "We agreed, no powers, remember?"
"Well, it just went off! I didn't mean it," Scott tried.
"Oh, I am so sure!" Jean yelled. "It just happened to go off and hit the Frisbee right as Evan was grabbing it!"
"Whatever, you guys are just jealous because you suck at ultimate Frisbee," Kitty reasoned.
"You should talk, Kitty!" Jubilee countered. "Or is picking flowers part of the game?"
"I saw a weed, and picked it out! Is that a crime????" Kitty yelled, furiously. This just started a huge brawl between all of them. Torey stepped out of it all. While she was comfortable enough with them all, and she had gained quite a bit of control of her powers in the month she had been at the institute, she still didn't want to get herself into a situation where something could go wrong. She looked down at her watch. It was almost time for her speech lesson. She hurried into the house and up to the library.
"Torey, we may have to start you on punctuality lessons soon," Ororo teased.
"Sorry Ms. Munroe," Torey apologized. "I was playing the game."
Ororo glanced out the window at the brawl in the backyard. "Well, looks like you left it just in time. Now, let's begin, shall we?"
Torey had come a long way, especially in the past two weeks. She could make basic sentences, hold her own in a conversation, but she was still slightly nervous in doing so. Ororo had been teaching her just basic structure rules of the English language lately, and Torey was catching on fast. The ease that it came to her with was attributed to the fact that this was all stuff she already knew. All they were really doing was retrieving it from her brain.
Torey was thrilled with how well she was doing with her language and her powers. But she was disappointed in her lack of memories. The Professor really hadn't made any attempt to help her with this, and the one time she brought it up, he had told her it would come, just to be patient. But she didn't want to be patient. She wanted to know everything. She wanted to remember who she was. What if she had parents who were worried and looking for her? Actually, she was almost sure she had parents who loved her, the one memory she had retrieved from before she had been incarcerated was of someone who loved her dearly. Why was she not allowed to know more?
And what of this Bradley man? There was no doubt in her mind that she somehow knew him, but she couldn't retrieve anything to help her. Every time he seemed to be on television or in a magazine or newspaper, the Professor would turn it off, or throw it away. "It's best we ignore him." She didn't want to ignore him! He was something from her past, and she wanted to know!
The lesson ended rather well, and Torey made her way to her room to wash up. She passed the TV room and peeked in to see Kurt, Jean and Scott watching together, and Kitty on her laptop next to them. They all looked rather scruffy and obviously had just come inside from their fight. She decided to forgo her shower and joined them.
"So, who won?" she asked as she entered.
"We did, obviously. You girls just-" Kurt tried.
Jean shoved him and placed a hand over his mouth. "It was a tie."
"Good." She glanced at the TV. "Yu-Gi-Oh?"
"I know, it's just, like, so stupid!" Kitty said, not looking up from her computer.
"What are you doing?" Torey asked, sitting beside her.
"Just looking some stuff up on the internet for my paper. Ugh, who, like, even cares about ancient Greece?" Kitty replied.
"Internet?" Torey questioned. "What is the internet?"
Kitty looked up at the girl sideways. "You don't know what the internet is?"
Torey crossed her arms and scowled. "Forgive me. What is it?"
"Well, it's this place where you can find out information about, well, anything, I guess."
Torey's eyes lit up. "Anything?"
~&~
"Alright men, that is our mission. Our target is the girl, we must bring her back, dead or alive. Preferably dead." Trask finished his briefing with the soldiers. "Get ready, we are leaving for Westchester within the hour. Time is of the essense here, people!"
"Yes, sir!" The soldiers replied, before scrambling out to get prepared.
Matthews stayed behind. "Are you alright, sir?"
Trask sighed heavily, leaning himself against the wall. " Are we sure this will work?"
"Positive, sir. We know everything about them, and they know nothing about us. There is no way it can fail."
"Good," Trask replied, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Now let's move out."
~&~
"Why do you want to know about Senator Bradley? The guy's a jerk!" Kitty asked. She sat cross legged at her desk, laptop in front of her. She had returned from dinner to find Torey staring blankly at her computer. Upon asking her what she was doing in her room, Torey had explained.
"There's something. I think I know him," Torey replied.
Kitty sighed. "Ok, I'll help a little. But I gotta get to bed soon, I've got school tomorrow."
Torey smiled. "Thank you Kitty!"
Kitty set to work on finding out about Bradley. She typed his name into a few search engines and came up with a ton of results. She really didn't have the time to go through them all, and felt it would be best if Torey really didn't know too much about him, so she just pulled up a profile of him and read.
"It just says basic stuff about him, ya know? Like, he's a Republican Senator from Pennsylvania. He hates mutants and-" Kitty paused, upon reading the next entry. "Wow, I guess he has a reason to. It says here that four years ago his daughter was killed by a mutant."
Torey didn't even get a chance to let this sink in. The Professor showed up at Kitty's door. "Good evening, girls. Kitty, I was wondering if perhaps I could speak with you for a moment?"
"Uh, sure, Professor." Kitty stood, and walked over to him.
"Torey? Why don't you run along downstairs? I think Kurt was looking for you." The Professor suggested.
She nodded, but decided instead to go to her room. She lay on her bed and thought through what she had just learned. Bradley's daughter had been killed by a mutant. Bradley, the man who seemed so familiar. The man who seemed to be linked to her hazy past. The man whose face she couldn't even remember, his daughter was killed by a mutant. Then it hit her.
"Oh my God!" she gasped to herself. "I killed her!"
~&~
Ok, end Chapter 8....I love yall so much. Anyway, hmm, yeah, the plot thickens. Again. But please, don't give up here. There are plenty more twists and turns ahead of us. All still has yet to be revealed, this story is nowhere near over. I hope this chapter didn't come as a disappointment to some, but if it did, please, I assure you that this will get more involved, and it will get better. In the next chapter, Trask mission will materialize and Torey will undoubtedly learn a whole lot more about her connection with Bradley..
Upon rereading this, I may change it. But I'm gonna upload it anyway, to let yall know how much I love ya! If you can see anything in this chapter that needs improvement, let me know. Danke!
Neva: It's always a pleasure getting your review! Yes, there will be some anti-Xavier. But it's not going to be blatant. He'll just be making a mistake that will lead to..something...
AngieX: Why would Xavier want to suppress memories?? Hehe, you'll see!! And about the anti-Xavier, read above...
Jebrylla: I'm so glad you like it! Thanx for reading and reviewing, and taking the tiem to write such a great review! I am a HUGE Simpsons fan, and self-proclaimed expert. I can finish any quote, answer any question....
Cheesy Monkey: I made ya cuss, it must be good! Thanx for reading! Mmmmmm chicken.
Dr. Lauryl: I didn't know you were still reading. Thanx for checking in though! She is most definitely not ready for a relationship. Anyway, keep reading! I'm so glad you like it!
Kiki: Oh man, you and Neva, I can always expect two reviews for each chapter, no matter what! I didn't think this chapter would draw the reviews it did, but I'm thrilled. I'm glad you like the name too ;).
A lot of people mentioned the whole speaking thing. I didn't think it was really a big thing that everyone would notice, but thanx!! I love when people appreciate small things like that! It makes me feel so good! Anyway, you guys are so awesome! I love ya so much! Thanx for reviewing! And for those who didn't review, hell, thanx for reading!
By the way, someone had mentioned what her codename was going to be? Well, it took me a while to think of it, but I got it! And you'll learn it before the end of the story, I promise...it's such a great name, I'm proud of it. I dunno what the rest of you will think though....
Wow, this is a long author's note! I better get into the story, before I bore yall to death. Remember to review!!!!
Disclaimer: "I've got Kitty Pryde. And Nightcrawler too. Waiting there for me yes I do. I do. :D"
~&~
"Trask, my patience is wearing thin," Senator Bradley said through the phone. "It has now been a month! She could be speaking at this point, regaining memories. What the hell is the matter with you?"
"I understand, sir. But we are dealing with a lot more than we bargained for. We need to outline every step of the plan, otherwise we could fail. And we can only do this once, after that, they'll expect us," Trask explained as best he could. To be honest, he was getting sick of dealing with Bradley. He planned to kill the girl as quickly as possible, just to get the damn guy off his back.
"Well, hurry the hell up! I can't wait much longer. If the girl is neither in your care or dead by the end of the week, I will pull your funding. No discussion about that, Mr. Trask," Bradley informed the man.
"Yes sir," Trask replied. "I guarantee to you, she will be taken care of this week."
"Good, I expect a full report from you. And Trask? If anything goes wrong-" Bradley started. Trask could almost hear him smirk down the line. "Well, you better pray that nothing goes wrong." With that, Bradley hung up.
Trask cursed at the phone and slammed it onto it's cradle. What an asshole! He couldn't wait for this to all be over, Bradley was more than he could deal with. It sickened him that he was forced to act subordinate to that jackass! He sat down at his desk, angrily, as Matthews entered. "Sir?"
"What the hell do you want?" Trask snapped.
"Well, the plan has been completed. We are waiting for your approval and briefing."
Trask felt himself fill with joy. It was almost over. "Excellent, let's take a look at it."
~&~
"Hey, Jean! Over here!" Bobby called, running down the field. Jean threw the Frisbee. It wobbled away from Bobby, but somehow straightened itself and landed neatly in his arms. He looked behind him to see Scott and Kurt close on his tail. He ran down the field, looking for another of his teammates. "Jubes! Catch!" and he threw the Frisbee.
Jubilee jumped and grabbed hold of the bee, as Kitty plowed her down. The bee was snatched up by Torey, who ran it further down the field. She took a step and threw it into the air toward Evan.
"Got it!" Evan said, as he jumped up, just to have a red beam hit the Frisbee away, and into Ray's hands. Ray ran it down the field, and threw it into goal. "YEAH! Alright! Two to NOTHING!" He jumped up as Kitty, Kurt, Scott, Sam and Rahne joined in his celebration.
"Hey! That's not fair!" Rogue argued. "We agreed, no powers, remember?"
"Well, it just went off! I didn't mean it," Scott tried.
"Oh, I am so sure!" Jean yelled. "It just happened to go off and hit the Frisbee right as Evan was grabbing it!"
"Whatever, you guys are just jealous because you suck at ultimate Frisbee," Kitty reasoned.
"You should talk, Kitty!" Jubilee countered. "Or is picking flowers part of the game?"
"I saw a weed, and picked it out! Is that a crime????" Kitty yelled, furiously. This just started a huge brawl between all of them. Torey stepped out of it all. While she was comfortable enough with them all, and she had gained quite a bit of control of her powers in the month she had been at the institute, she still didn't want to get herself into a situation where something could go wrong. She looked down at her watch. It was almost time for her speech lesson. She hurried into the house and up to the library.
"Torey, we may have to start you on punctuality lessons soon," Ororo teased.
"Sorry Ms. Munroe," Torey apologized. "I was playing the game."
Ororo glanced out the window at the brawl in the backyard. "Well, looks like you left it just in time. Now, let's begin, shall we?"
Torey had come a long way, especially in the past two weeks. She could make basic sentences, hold her own in a conversation, but she was still slightly nervous in doing so. Ororo had been teaching her just basic structure rules of the English language lately, and Torey was catching on fast. The ease that it came to her with was attributed to the fact that this was all stuff she already knew. All they were really doing was retrieving it from her brain.
Torey was thrilled with how well she was doing with her language and her powers. But she was disappointed in her lack of memories. The Professor really hadn't made any attempt to help her with this, and the one time she brought it up, he had told her it would come, just to be patient. But she didn't want to be patient. She wanted to know everything. She wanted to remember who she was. What if she had parents who were worried and looking for her? Actually, she was almost sure she had parents who loved her, the one memory she had retrieved from before she had been incarcerated was of someone who loved her dearly. Why was she not allowed to know more?
And what of this Bradley man? There was no doubt in her mind that she somehow knew him, but she couldn't retrieve anything to help her. Every time he seemed to be on television or in a magazine or newspaper, the Professor would turn it off, or throw it away. "It's best we ignore him." She didn't want to ignore him! He was something from her past, and she wanted to know!
The lesson ended rather well, and Torey made her way to her room to wash up. She passed the TV room and peeked in to see Kurt, Jean and Scott watching together, and Kitty on her laptop next to them. They all looked rather scruffy and obviously had just come inside from their fight. She decided to forgo her shower and joined them.
"So, who won?" she asked as she entered.
"We did, obviously. You girls just-" Kurt tried.
Jean shoved him and placed a hand over his mouth. "It was a tie."
"Good." She glanced at the TV. "Yu-Gi-Oh?"
"I know, it's just, like, so stupid!" Kitty said, not looking up from her computer.
"What are you doing?" Torey asked, sitting beside her.
"Just looking some stuff up on the internet for my paper. Ugh, who, like, even cares about ancient Greece?" Kitty replied.
"Internet?" Torey questioned. "What is the internet?"
Kitty looked up at the girl sideways. "You don't know what the internet is?"
Torey crossed her arms and scowled. "Forgive me. What is it?"
"Well, it's this place where you can find out information about, well, anything, I guess."
Torey's eyes lit up. "Anything?"
~&~
"Alright men, that is our mission. Our target is the girl, we must bring her back, dead or alive. Preferably dead." Trask finished his briefing with the soldiers. "Get ready, we are leaving for Westchester within the hour. Time is of the essense here, people!"
"Yes, sir!" The soldiers replied, before scrambling out to get prepared.
Matthews stayed behind. "Are you alright, sir?"
Trask sighed heavily, leaning himself against the wall. " Are we sure this will work?"
"Positive, sir. We know everything about them, and they know nothing about us. There is no way it can fail."
"Good," Trask replied, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Now let's move out."
~&~
"Why do you want to know about Senator Bradley? The guy's a jerk!" Kitty asked. She sat cross legged at her desk, laptop in front of her. She had returned from dinner to find Torey staring blankly at her computer. Upon asking her what she was doing in her room, Torey had explained.
"There's something. I think I know him," Torey replied.
Kitty sighed. "Ok, I'll help a little. But I gotta get to bed soon, I've got school tomorrow."
Torey smiled. "Thank you Kitty!"
Kitty set to work on finding out about Bradley. She typed his name into a few search engines and came up with a ton of results. She really didn't have the time to go through them all, and felt it would be best if Torey really didn't know too much about him, so she just pulled up a profile of him and read.
"It just says basic stuff about him, ya know? Like, he's a Republican Senator from Pennsylvania. He hates mutants and-" Kitty paused, upon reading the next entry. "Wow, I guess he has a reason to. It says here that four years ago his daughter was killed by a mutant."
Torey didn't even get a chance to let this sink in. The Professor showed up at Kitty's door. "Good evening, girls. Kitty, I was wondering if perhaps I could speak with you for a moment?"
"Uh, sure, Professor." Kitty stood, and walked over to him.
"Torey? Why don't you run along downstairs? I think Kurt was looking for you." The Professor suggested.
She nodded, but decided instead to go to her room. She lay on her bed and thought through what she had just learned. Bradley's daughter had been killed by a mutant. Bradley, the man who seemed so familiar. The man who seemed to be linked to her hazy past. The man whose face she couldn't even remember, his daughter was killed by a mutant. Then it hit her.
"Oh my God!" she gasped to herself. "I killed her!"
~&~
Ok, end Chapter 8....I love yall so much. Anyway, hmm, yeah, the plot thickens. Again. But please, don't give up here. There are plenty more twists and turns ahead of us. All still has yet to be revealed, this story is nowhere near over. I hope this chapter didn't come as a disappointment to some, but if it did, please, I assure you that this will get more involved, and it will get better. In the next chapter, Trask mission will materialize and Torey will undoubtedly learn a whole lot more about her connection with Bradley..
Upon rereading this, I may change it. But I'm gonna upload it anyway, to let yall know how much I love ya! If you can see anything in this chapter that needs improvement, let me know. Danke!