Chapter 2. Lemme know what you think.I need advice here, because I'm not
liking the flow of this chappie. Thanx to those who reviewed! I'd do
personal responses, but im uber busy and just wanted to get this up
quick..so know I love you all!
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"Senator, there is a young woman here to see you."
"Please, send her in Anna," Graydon responded to the box. His office door opened, and the young mutant stepped inside.
Graydon motioned to a chair at his desk. "If you would."
Current sat down, watching the Senator carefully. He seemed to sense her distrust, because he spoke up.
"You have no reason not to trust me. This is business, and simply that," he told her, walking around his desk to stand before her. "Besides, we may have more in common than you would think."
Current scoffed. What could she possibly have in common with him?
"We both know the pain of finding out our family is what we hate more than anything. Our parents discarded us, without care. Yours because you inherited the mutant gene, and mine because I didn't." He turned away from her. "My mother was not what you would deem as the most loving. A mutant, she raised me until it became obvious that I did not inherit that accursed gene. And then she abandoned me. I was twelve years old, and completely alone."
His story did seem familiar to Current, as she recurred her own family life. She could relate.
"I loved her. She was my mother. And she left me. As I grew up, I learned more and more about mutants, as well as my family. And you can imagine how disgusted I was to find that my father also had this mutant gene. And to top it off, I also have a brother and sister who inherited mutations. They were given what I wasn't, what caused my mother to hate me."
"Ok, Creed, I can see where we're going here," Current interrupted. "Who do you want me to off?"
Graydon circled to his desk, and opened a drawer, pulling out a file. He flung it across the desk. "Don't open it in here. Take it with you. In there you'll find the most recent information on our four mutants, dating back maybe three or four years. Hopefully, it will give you what you need." Graydon walked to the door and opened it. "I hope to be seeing you again in the near future, Miss Bradley."
Current sneered at the name and made for the door, folder in hand. As soon as she had made it to the front, she noticed a cab waiting for her. She climbed in, and opened the file as the driver sped off, to whatever destination Creed had set for her.
She noted the first name and face. Victor Creed, aka Sabertooth. She read through his small file. Yes, he looked to be a tough one, but nothing she couldn't handle. The next, Raven Darkholme, sks Mystique. A shape shifter. Slightly more difficult, as she had the advantage of hiding. But Current was confident she could take care of it. Next, Rogue. No name just......wait. That picture looked very familiar. Current was sure she'd seen this girl before. But, no matter. Two million dollars was two million dollars. Finally the last. Kurt Wagner aka.....Current shook her head. Kurt? A flood of memories came forward. She gasped.
KURT! Oh my god, it had been such a long time. She had nearly forgotten all about him. His warm touches, the look of genuine concern in his eyes. His friendship, companionship. The kiss. She felt her lips, remembering the feel of his own. He was the only person who'd ever cared for her. And she felt the same for him. Perhaps stronger. Lazily, she lay back in the seat, forgetting her mission, and wrapping herself in nostalgia. Everything about him enchanted her. Everything about him made her feel warm inside. It had to make her wonder, did he feel the same? Did he ever think of her? Did he miss her? What was his life like now, anyhow?
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"Get back here ya little runt!"
The little girl squealed in excitement as she ran down the hallways, as naked as the day she was born. She turned a corner and ducked through Logan's legs as he watched her scamper around another. Logan shrugged and turned his head, just as Rogue flew right into him.
"Sorry," Rogue apologized as she collected herself and bolted after the little one.
The girl looked behind her to see Rogue chasing not far back. She sped up as much as she could, but suddenly felt herself elevated slightly. She looked ahead to see a very angry Scarlet Witch in front of her.
"Talia Josephine," Wanda scolded. "Didn't you say you would be good for your Aunt Rogue?"
"But I don't wanna take a bath, Mommy," little Talia argued. "I'm all clean!" Suddenly she was snatched from the air by the other woman.
"Sorry bout that, Wanda," Rogue apologized, holding the squirming child close. "Lil chick's a slippery one. I got it now, though, ya know ya really shouldn't be outta bed."
"I know, I know," Wanda answered. "Thanks again, Rogue." She turned back into her room.
"I don't need a bath Aunt Rogue!" Talia protested.
"Oh yes ya do. Now stop yer squirming, and relax. I promise this wont take long, alright?"
Talia sighed. "Ok." She settled into the water and let her Aunt scrub her back. She turned her attention to the wealth of toys floating in the water around her. "Where's Daddy anyway?"
"You know your Daddy teaches on Tuesdays. Now head back," Rogue responded. "Good girl."
Talia let Rogue rinse through her hair, raising her toys to her upwards eye level so she could continue play. Finally, Aunt Rogue let her know she was finished and the three year old was lifted out of the bath and wrapped in a large plush towel. "Now, ya wanna go show Mommy how clean you are?"
"Yeah!" Rogue lifted the girl and carried her to her parents room.
"All clean now?" Wanda asked from the bed, handkerchief over her mouth, as her toweled beauty clambered up onto the bed.
"Yup!" Talia responded, cuddling close to her mother.
Wanda ran her fingers through the child's long indigo curls. "I'll dress her, Rogue. Thanks so much."
"No problem, Wanda. Bout time I found out what Remy's been up to anyhow." Rogue walked off down the hall.
"I don't wanna get dressed yet, Mommy," Talia told her.
Wanda cuddled her closer. "You don't seem to want to do anything today." She gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Daddy'll be home in a little bit, and you can stay in the towel until he comes in, ok?"
Mother and daughter lie together in cuddling embrace, Wanda's hands still absently patting through Talia's hair. Talia held onto her mother, her eyelids growing heavy. She had missed her nap that morning playing with Uncle Remy and was feeling the consequences. Just as she was drifting off the door opened. She popped her head up and smiled.
"Daddy!" The girl bounded out of the bed, and her towel, and flung herself into her father's awaiting arms.
Kurt picked his daughter up into the air, hugging her close. "Hallo liebling! Taking good care of your Mama I see?"
"Yep! I been takin care of Mommy all day!" Wanda, for her part, rolled her eyes and greeted her husband with a kiss as he sat on the bed next to her.
"How have you been feeling, liebeschen?"
"Better now." She pulled him in again for another kiss. Talia squirmed between them and slid to the floor.
"EW! Yucky!" she exclaimed as she watched her parents kiss.
The two parted and looked to their daughter. "You, little miss, need to get some clothes on," Wanda said, as Talia climbed back onto the bed and under the towel.
"Nuh uh!" she responded from below.
Kurt looked back to his wife. "And how is the other?" he asked, resting his hand on Wanda's bulging stomach.
"Feeling fine. I can't wait to get out of this bed, though," Wanda told him.
"Well, you know what the doctor said. Not until birth. No nothing. That's what we're all here for," Kurt kissed her hand. "Can I get you anything for now?"
"Ice cream!" Talia screeched, jumping out of the towel.
"Nien, I believe YOU need some clothing, mien nacktes mädchen." Kurt grabbed her and pulled her up on his shoulder. "I'll be back in a bit."
Wanda blew him a kiss as he walked out of the room carrying their protesting child.
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Current looked back to her four potential victims. Their pictures spread on the floor of her hotel room, she paced beside them, looking from one to the next. They would be easy kills, she could get them done quite quickly. Well, three of them. She stopped on Kurt's picture. Would she be able to do it? She shook her head. There was no way that she could ever kill him. The only man she ever loved. Maybe she could find him. She had his information now, she could go back to him. He'd be happy to see her again. He'd embrace her, kiss her maybe even. Sweep her off her feet. They could live happily ever after. Just like she'd always dreamt. She'd have the life she'd always wished for. Making her decision, Current threw her things together, and made for the door. On a second thought, she grabbed up the four pictures, stuffing them in her bag. She walked out of her hotel, and in her mind, out of her old life. She had a new life to begin.
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Well, won't she be disappointed??? R&R!!
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"Senator, there is a young woman here to see you."
"Please, send her in Anna," Graydon responded to the box. His office door opened, and the young mutant stepped inside.
Graydon motioned to a chair at his desk. "If you would."
Current sat down, watching the Senator carefully. He seemed to sense her distrust, because he spoke up.
"You have no reason not to trust me. This is business, and simply that," he told her, walking around his desk to stand before her. "Besides, we may have more in common than you would think."
Current scoffed. What could she possibly have in common with him?
"We both know the pain of finding out our family is what we hate more than anything. Our parents discarded us, without care. Yours because you inherited the mutant gene, and mine because I didn't." He turned away from her. "My mother was not what you would deem as the most loving. A mutant, she raised me until it became obvious that I did not inherit that accursed gene. And then she abandoned me. I was twelve years old, and completely alone."
His story did seem familiar to Current, as she recurred her own family life. She could relate.
"I loved her. She was my mother. And she left me. As I grew up, I learned more and more about mutants, as well as my family. And you can imagine how disgusted I was to find that my father also had this mutant gene. And to top it off, I also have a brother and sister who inherited mutations. They were given what I wasn't, what caused my mother to hate me."
"Ok, Creed, I can see where we're going here," Current interrupted. "Who do you want me to off?"
Graydon circled to his desk, and opened a drawer, pulling out a file. He flung it across the desk. "Don't open it in here. Take it with you. In there you'll find the most recent information on our four mutants, dating back maybe three or four years. Hopefully, it will give you what you need." Graydon walked to the door and opened it. "I hope to be seeing you again in the near future, Miss Bradley."
Current sneered at the name and made for the door, folder in hand. As soon as she had made it to the front, she noticed a cab waiting for her. She climbed in, and opened the file as the driver sped off, to whatever destination Creed had set for her.
She noted the first name and face. Victor Creed, aka Sabertooth. She read through his small file. Yes, he looked to be a tough one, but nothing she couldn't handle. The next, Raven Darkholme, sks Mystique. A shape shifter. Slightly more difficult, as she had the advantage of hiding. But Current was confident she could take care of it. Next, Rogue. No name just......wait. That picture looked very familiar. Current was sure she'd seen this girl before. But, no matter. Two million dollars was two million dollars. Finally the last. Kurt Wagner aka.....Current shook her head. Kurt? A flood of memories came forward. She gasped.
KURT! Oh my god, it had been such a long time. She had nearly forgotten all about him. His warm touches, the look of genuine concern in his eyes. His friendship, companionship. The kiss. She felt her lips, remembering the feel of his own. He was the only person who'd ever cared for her. And she felt the same for him. Perhaps stronger. Lazily, she lay back in the seat, forgetting her mission, and wrapping herself in nostalgia. Everything about him enchanted her. Everything about him made her feel warm inside. It had to make her wonder, did he feel the same? Did he ever think of her? Did he miss her? What was his life like now, anyhow?
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"Get back here ya little runt!"
The little girl squealed in excitement as she ran down the hallways, as naked as the day she was born. She turned a corner and ducked through Logan's legs as he watched her scamper around another. Logan shrugged and turned his head, just as Rogue flew right into him.
"Sorry," Rogue apologized as she collected herself and bolted after the little one.
The girl looked behind her to see Rogue chasing not far back. She sped up as much as she could, but suddenly felt herself elevated slightly. She looked ahead to see a very angry Scarlet Witch in front of her.
"Talia Josephine," Wanda scolded. "Didn't you say you would be good for your Aunt Rogue?"
"But I don't wanna take a bath, Mommy," little Talia argued. "I'm all clean!" Suddenly she was snatched from the air by the other woman.
"Sorry bout that, Wanda," Rogue apologized, holding the squirming child close. "Lil chick's a slippery one. I got it now, though, ya know ya really shouldn't be outta bed."
"I know, I know," Wanda answered. "Thanks again, Rogue." She turned back into her room.
"I don't need a bath Aunt Rogue!" Talia protested.
"Oh yes ya do. Now stop yer squirming, and relax. I promise this wont take long, alright?"
Talia sighed. "Ok." She settled into the water and let her Aunt scrub her back. She turned her attention to the wealth of toys floating in the water around her. "Where's Daddy anyway?"
"You know your Daddy teaches on Tuesdays. Now head back," Rogue responded. "Good girl."
Talia let Rogue rinse through her hair, raising her toys to her upwards eye level so she could continue play. Finally, Aunt Rogue let her know she was finished and the three year old was lifted out of the bath and wrapped in a large plush towel. "Now, ya wanna go show Mommy how clean you are?"
"Yeah!" Rogue lifted the girl and carried her to her parents room.
"All clean now?" Wanda asked from the bed, handkerchief over her mouth, as her toweled beauty clambered up onto the bed.
"Yup!" Talia responded, cuddling close to her mother.
Wanda ran her fingers through the child's long indigo curls. "I'll dress her, Rogue. Thanks so much."
"No problem, Wanda. Bout time I found out what Remy's been up to anyhow." Rogue walked off down the hall.
"I don't wanna get dressed yet, Mommy," Talia told her.
Wanda cuddled her closer. "You don't seem to want to do anything today." She gave her a kiss on the forehead. "Daddy'll be home in a little bit, and you can stay in the towel until he comes in, ok?"
Mother and daughter lie together in cuddling embrace, Wanda's hands still absently patting through Talia's hair. Talia held onto her mother, her eyelids growing heavy. She had missed her nap that morning playing with Uncle Remy and was feeling the consequences. Just as she was drifting off the door opened. She popped her head up and smiled.
"Daddy!" The girl bounded out of the bed, and her towel, and flung herself into her father's awaiting arms.
Kurt picked his daughter up into the air, hugging her close. "Hallo liebling! Taking good care of your Mama I see?"
"Yep! I been takin care of Mommy all day!" Wanda, for her part, rolled her eyes and greeted her husband with a kiss as he sat on the bed next to her.
"How have you been feeling, liebeschen?"
"Better now." She pulled him in again for another kiss. Talia squirmed between them and slid to the floor.
"EW! Yucky!" she exclaimed as she watched her parents kiss.
The two parted and looked to their daughter. "You, little miss, need to get some clothes on," Wanda said, as Talia climbed back onto the bed and under the towel.
"Nuh uh!" she responded from below.
Kurt looked back to his wife. "And how is the other?" he asked, resting his hand on Wanda's bulging stomach.
"Feeling fine. I can't wait to get out of this bed, though," Wanda told him.
"Well, you know what the doctor said. Not until birth. No nothing. That's what we're all here for," Kurt kissed her hand. "Can I get you anything for now?"
"Ice cream!" Talia screeched, jumping out of the towel.
"Nien, I believe YOU need some clothing, mien nacktes mädchen." Kurt grabbed her and pulled her up on his shoulder. "I'll be back in a bit."
Wanda blew him a kiss as he walked out of the room carrying their protesting child.
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Current looked back to her four potential victims. Their pictures spread on the floor of her hotel room, she paced beside them, looking from one to the next. They would be easy kills, she could get them done quite quickly. Well, three of them. She stopped on Kurt's picture. Would she be able to do it? She shook her head. There was no way that she could ever kill him. The only man she ever loved. Maybe she could find him. She had his information now, she could go back to him. He'd be happy to see her again. He'd embrace her, kiss her maybe even. Sweep her off her feet. They could live happily ever after. Just like she'd always dreamt. She'd have the life she'd always wished for. Making her decision, Current threw her things together, and made for the door. On a second thought, she grabbed up the four pictures, stuffing them in her bag. She walked out of her hotel, and in her mind, out of her old life. She had a new life to begin.
~&~
Well, won't she be disappointed??? R&R!!