Chapter Eleven: Dramatic misspellings
Disclaimer: I own nothing that already belongs to Marvel. For some absurd reason, they just won't give me these things... Especially not for free...
......... Here it is! The first official appearance of Magda! *crickets chirp* Okay, so no one cares, except for those who will hate me over it, but hey! It's all fun, right? R-i-g-h-t?
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That afternoon, after a "lovely" tour of a museum, Logan was bored out of his mind. Sure, it was interesting to see artistic things once in a while, but he would have been much happier had it not been in a public place. And to top it off, he was getting hungry.
"I'm gonna go get a hot dog." Logan declared as they exited the 3rd museum of the day. Xavier nodded approval, and Logan walked toward a hot dog vendor that was on the corner.
As he received the hot dog he ordered, his ears twitched. He could hear violin music coming from the park that was nearby. He looked toward the park, straining to hear more. Xavier came over, curious as to what Logan was doing.
"What is it, Logan?" He asked.
"Music." Logan looked at Xavier. "Comin' from the park."
"I did not realize that there was a performance today." Xavier said thoughtfully. "Shall we investigate it?"
Logan smiled. "You bet." Anything to get me out of those musty museums.
Be careful what you ask for. Xavier thought to himself.
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When they found the source of music in the park, they were quite surprised. It was not a performance of any official type.
Rather, it was a woman dressed in a shabby pale blue dress that appeared to be more rags than anything else. She had red hair that fell to her waist in graceful, loose waves. Her eyes were closed as she drew the bow across the strings of the violin. She was not tall, being perhaps only inch taller than Logan.
Xavier and Wolverine stood back a little ways, just enjoying the music.
"Do you hear it, Logan?" Xavier asked quietly. "The violin is crying."
"Yeah." Logan nodded, feeling unusually emotional. It was as though the music was telling of every time someone had lost a loved one. As he listened, Logan remembered nearly every woman he had ever loved, and could feel the sorrow from those wounds returning.
Xavier felt this way as well. He remembered vividly the feelings of losing Amelia and Moira, among others.
They both had closed their eyes to enjoy the music, and were quite startled when the music abruptly stopped with a discordant note, and was punctuated by a scream. Naturally, they opened their eyes, and saw that the woman who had been playing the violin was being assaulted by a man with blonde hair that was tied back in a ponytail at the base of his neck.
"You were not to escape." The man said, taking the woman's face. As Wolverine made to intervene, Xavier motioned for him to wait.
"What for?!!" Wolverine demanded. Now that his battle awareness had been activated, he was ready to fight, and did not like this interference.
"I can sense that this woman is a mutant." Xavier explained. "Let us wait a moment longer."
But even as Xavier spoke, wolverine was dashing toward them. The man sprouted a pair of scaly wings, remarkably not tearing his clothing, and began to carry the woman away.
However, before he was ten feet off the ground, the woman screamed again, letting loose a wave of power.
The man shrieked malignantly, dropping the woman, and falling to the ground himself. Wolverine caught the woman, who was now unconscious, and pointed a handful of claws at the man, who was shaking his head trying to get over whatever the woman had just done to him.
"It ain't nice to do that to women, bub!" Wolverine growled as the man seemed to gain some orientation. At least enough to glare at Wolverine. He glanced quickly to Xavier, and began to swear under his breath.
"We'll meet again, Xavier!" He launched in to the air, becoming a long serpent with wings to keep in aloft. "She will not tolerate this failure!" It hissed, and flew away.
"What was that, Logan?" Xavier asked, approaching Wolverine, who was still holding the woman in his arms. Wolverine frowned.
"Smelled like a Sea Blob, swore like a vampire and acted like a coward." Logan shrugged. "Who do you suppose this is?"
"I do not know." Xavier studied the woman's face. "I feel as though I have seen her before, yet I cannot remember where."
The woman moaned softly, as her eyes struggled to open. They were a deep emerald green, so deep that you could lose yourself in them.
"Was... Anyone... Injured?" She breathed these words out quietly, before surrendering her consciousness to the darkness once more.
There was a moment of silence, before Wolverine spoke.
"What now?"
"It would be best if we took her back to the mansion with us." Xavier stated. "If she is indeed a target of hostile intentions, it would be best for her to be in a place she could be protected. Also, she may require medical treatment."
And that was that.
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Mouse was somewhat put out by Beast at this moment. She was currently trying to get in to the infirmary, but Beat, who had only met her in the hallway by coincidence, was quite against it.
"But..." Her eyes filled up with tears that were obviously just for show. "Why can't I go in to the infirmary? That's the only place that has Hydrogen Peroxide in this whole mansion, and I can't order any for myself..."
Although Beast was not the least bit swayed nor convinced by Mouse's tears, he saw the point about the Hydrogen Peroxide. After all, where else in the mansion would she find rubbing alcohol? But still, Professor Xavier had decided to limit her supply of chemicals, after the rather nasty chemical experiment that had gotten loose in the septic system and dissolved most of the pipes in the mansion. They were only recently working again, fully repaired.
Also, Beast felt the need to keep Mouse away from the unconscious patient for as long as possible, lest she try to "barrow" the woman for some bizarre experiment.
"All right, I will retrieve the Hydrogen peroxide for you, but you mustn't enter the infirmary." Beast said, almost urgently.
"Deal struck." Mouse smiled. She waited very quietly while Beast opened the door and went in, and peered around the door that Beast had carelessly left open. She, naturally, could tell that they were trying to keep her out of the infirmary, and was quite curious as to why.
Her mouth dropped open when she saw the unconscious patient.
It's... HER! Mouse thought in alarm. How did she escape my prison? Why is she here? Thoughts of panic raced through her mind, as she slowly realized how much trouble she was going to be in with Adrianna.
Magda... You shouldn't have escaped... I am doomed. Mouse thought to herself as she stumbled down the hallway, completely forgetting about the Hydrogen peroxide.
A moment later, Beast returned to the doorway with the Hydrogen peroxide, and was puzzled for a moment.
"Miss Devinshire?" He asked in a bemused tone.
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........ By the way, I blame Andrew for my fingers trying to type "Andrianna" instead of "Adrianna." Anyways, isn't this getting interesting? For reasons I do not know, my OC's seem less interested in participating in this story... .............Maybe I should bribe them?