THAT ONE LITTLE THING
BY: SAGE360
Disclaimer: Mutant X, Don't own them. Enjoy!
Thanks to everyone for all thee fabulous reviews! I know I caused some tears, but I promise to make up for it. So, have a good New Year and don't cause too much trouble.
Thorne had proven himself a patient man. The knowing of what his creation would cause gave him ample time to get ready. Mutant X would come to visit him soon. He couldn't wait.
Even now, his screens caught sight of the large Harley Davidson pulling into the Genomax garage. Thorne's blue eyes danced at the possibilities. Nearly in his grip was the one person he dreamed of destroying. "Just nearly." He whispered.
"I owe you one."
Before he could turn, the blast hit his shoulder, sending the man flying into his desk. Smoke curled around him, stinging his eyes and mouth. Thorne sat up, focusing to activate his powers. The sight before him made him pause. "Lexa Pierce."
The brunette stood in the doorway, arms folded over the sleek curves of her long duster. But as meticulous as she looked, all thee evidence was there. Her eyes sat puffy and red, and her normally beautiful face, pale. Thorne's mouth twitched in belief. His plan had worked. "Ms. Pierce, I am sorry for your lo-"
"Shut up." She snapped. In a gesture similar to Brennen's, her hands conjured the most intense ball of energy, it glowed a fiery orange red, pulsating with the very anger of her being. The color begged to emulate her daughter's name.
Thorne stood, adjusting his suit egotistically before her. His fingers twitched before they rose to his left temple. Lexa stepped forward, and in the quickest moment, they both let go.
The Helix soared over the downtown skyline. In it, Jesse, Shalimar and a very nervous Adam sat anticipating their destination. The molecular found no ability to look upon the man he called a father. Even though, in his heart of hearts, he knew Adam had done all he could to save the baby. The man sighed, their reconciliation wasn't exactly a priority right then.
"God," Shalimar whispered. "The tracker shows that Lexa' already in Genomax."
Jesse rolled his eyes. "What can I say, she does have 'connections'."
"How long before we get there?"
"Any moment." He replied. "Adam, is there anything we need to know before we go in?" The question had been more of a demand, causing the doctor to raise his head in shock. Jesse still didn't look at him. "Adam?"
"No, son." He could see the molecular flinch. "No."
Shalimar's lips curled in anticipation. "Then let's go."
In stealth mode, the plane raced towards Geneomax and inside three members on Mutant X secretly prayed. Naxcon was raining on them al over again.
He'd seen the blast when coming around the corner. Dark eyes narrowed at the intense heat vibrating from Thorne's office. Debris spit forward, like a bitter taste, settling on the lobby floor and as far back as the elevators. Curling smoke preceded the most terrible moans.
Thorne could feel the blood rushing from his head. And in his mouth, he tasted the new craters formed by several now absent teeth. "Damn that bitch," he muttered. "Pierce always had speed, I'll give her that."
Partially beneath the rubble of his once stellar workplace, the man pulled himself forward. He could feel the broken ribs, and the bruised swelling on his face. Around him, small fires blazed on broken wood and other materials. All he had to do was get to the door.
But his vision was blurry, and only relying on his hearing gave way to the sounds of footsteps coming towards him. They were too heavy to be Pierce's high heels or dress shoes. He exhaled in anticipation of his guards. "Here," he managed. "Over here."
The blow to his back made him scream like a girl. Fingers gripped his head, pulling him backwards, and causing water to spill from his eyes. "Thanks for the warning." Lexa leaned over him, small fingers wrapped tightly around his neck. "Everything you taught me, huh, Thorne?" Her grip started the most beautiful shade of purple on his neck. "Everything you bolted into me with electroshock and the pods. Everything you did to make me Mason's perfect killer. All came back at you like a bitch!" The man was turning blue beneath her. Lexa tightened her grip again, forcing his back into the most shattering curve. "I know you made this too easy, so tell me what you're really up to. What else are you hiding?"
His contorted face pulled the most secretive smirk. "You'll see. I'll be laughing at you from hell, Ms. Pierce."
"I'll be glad to drop you off." Her fingers tightened, ready to push the man over his edge. The vein in his throat swelled for oxygen, begging with the tightest pain. He readied himself to die.
But she let go, and violently his head fell forward, hitting a broken table with blunt force. If he could have screamed, he would have. But his voice suddenly found itself absent. The slim hips and thighs once sitting on his spine, pulled back, allowing him to slump forward. But he knew better, Lexa wasn't giving up.
Something was seriously wrong.
And that something gripped the short strands of his hair, beginning a tortured descent to pull him off the ground. A second, much larger hand wrapped around his neck, Freeing the other. Thorne's ears picked up the intense buzzing. Through is one open eye, he froze and came face to face with Brennen Mulwray. Lexa had made sure to deliver him into hell.
BY: SAGE360
Disclaimer: Mutant X, Don't own them. Enjoy!
Thanks to everyone for all thee fabulous reviews! I know I caused some tears, but I promise to make up for it. So, have a good New Year and don't cause too much trouble.
Thorne had proven himself a patient man. The knowing of what his creation would cause gave him ample time to get ready. Mutant X would come to visit him soon. He couldn't wait.
Even now, his screens caught sight of the large Harley Davidson pulling into the Genomax garage. Thorne's blue eyes danced at the possibilities. Nearly in his grip was the one person he dreamed of destroying. "Just nearly." He whispered.
"I owe you one."
Before he could turn, the blast hit his shoulder, sending the man flying into his desk. Smoke curled around him, stinging his eyes and mouth. Thorne sat up, focusing to activate his powers. The sight before him made him pause. "Lexa Pierce."
The brunette stood in the doorway, arms folded over the sleek curves of her long duster. But as meticulous as she looked, all thee evidence was there. Her eyes sat puffy and red, and her normally beautiful face, pale. Thorne's mouth twitched in belief. His plan had worked. "Ms. Pierce, I am sorry for your lo-"
"Shut up." She snapped. In a gesture similar to Brennen's, her hands conjured the most intense ball of energy, it glowed a fiery orange red, pulsating with the very anger of her being. The color begged to emulate her daughter's name.
Thorne stood, adjusting his suit egotistically before her. His fingers twitched before they rose to his left temple. Lexa stepped forward, and in the quickest moment, they both let go.
The Helix soared over the downtown skyline. In it, Jesse, Shalimar and a very nervous Adam sat anticipating their destination. The molecular found no ability to look upon the man he called a father. Even though, in his heart of hearts, he knew Adam had done all he could to save the baby. The man sighed, their reconciliation wasn't exactly a priority right then.
"God," Shalimar whispered. "The tracker shows that Lexa' already in Genomax."
Jesse rolled his eyes. "What can I say, she does have 'connections'."
"How long before we get there?"
"Any moment." He replied. "Adam, is there anything we need to know before we go in?" The question had been more of a demand, causing the doctor to raise his head in shock. Jesse still didn't look at him. "Adam?"
"No, son." He could see the molecular flinch. "No."
Shalimar's lips curled in anticipation. "Then let's go."
In stealth mode, the plane raced towards Geneomax and inside three members on Mutant X secretly prayed. Naxcon was raining on them al over again.
He'd seen the blast when coming around the corner. Dark eyes narrowed at the intense heat vibrating from Thorne's office. Debris spit forward, like a bitter taste, settling on the lobby floor and as far back as the elevators. Curling smoke preceded the most terrible moans.
Thorne could feel the blood rushing from his head. And in his mouth, he tasted the new craters formed by several now absent teeth. "Damn that bitch," he muttered. "Pierce always had speed, I'll give her that."
Partially beneath the rubble of his once stellar workplace, the man pulled himself forward. He could feel the broken ribs, and the bruised swelling on his face. Around him, small fires blazed on broken wood and other materials. All he had to do was get to the door.
But his vision was blurry, and only relying on his hearing gave way to the sounds of footsteps coming towards him. They were too heavy to be Pierce's high heels or dress shoes. He exhaled in anticipation of his guards. "Here," he managed. "Over here."
The blow to his back made him scream like a girl. Fingers gripped his head, pulling him backwards, and causing water to spill from his eyes. "Thanks for the warning." Lexa leaned over him, small fingers wrapped tightly around his neck. "Everything you taught me, huh, Thorne?" Her grip started the most beautiful shade of purple on his neck. "Everything you bolted into me with electroshock and the pods. Everything you did to make me Mason's perfect killer. All came back at you like a bitch!" The man was turning blue beneath her. Lexa tightened her grip again, forcing his back into the most shattering curve. "I know you made this too easy, so tell me what you're really up to. What else are you hiding?"
His contorted face pulled the most secretive smirk. "You'll see. I'll be laughing at you from hell, Ms. Pierce."
"I'll be glad to drop you off." Her fingers tightened, ready to push the man over his edge. The vein in his throat swelled for oxygen, begging with the tightest pain. He readied himself to die.
But she let go, and violently his head fell forward, hitting a broken table with blunt force. If he could have screamed, he would have. But his voice suddenly found itself absent. The slim hips and thighs once sitting on his spine, pulled back, allowing him to slump forward. But he knew better, Lexa wasn't giving up.
Something was seriously wrong.
And that something gripped the short strands of his hair, beginning a tortured descent to pull him off the ground. A second, much larger hand wrapped around his neck, Freeing the other. Thorne's ears picked up the intense buzzing. Through is one open eye, he froze and came face to face with Brennen Mulwray. Lexa had made sure to deliver him into hell.