Ok, I've waited for like the last minute to write this. I read yourcu- er I
mean- mycuz's review and I realized that I hadn't even written this one! My
heavens. I was workin so hard on my RK fic that I spaced it.
Review time!
Binsbins you only get one recognition thingie even if you reviewed twice! You try writing a story and tell me that I take forever!
Firestarter: I think that I like your reasoning. Perhaps I'll take it to heart!
Griffin: Evil guys are the best! Only I don't know if the Dragon's funny. if you think so. hey its your head
So here goes. It might be the last time I update before school starts (in two days) so I'll try to make it as long as possible.
*deep breath* ok, here goes
Tigereyes
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The jet landed in the center of the street. Taryn and Blade gaped and Owen folded his arms across his chest. Ronin's back was turned and he didn't make any move to show recognition that the jet was there. Griffin scowled.
"Who's got the jet?" Owen asked.
The hatch on the bottom of the jet opened and eight leather clad people stood as if they were in a poster. Lippoli was standing between Bobby and St. John and his eyes were closed. He was trying to talk to Ronin like he had before, but he couldn't get through for some reason.
'Can't get through to him?' the Dragon asked Lippoli.
'Who are you?' Lippoli demanded.
'I am a part of Ronin. Now leave before it gets-forgive the pun-hot in herre.'
Lippoli's eyes shot open. Ronin turned slowly to face the X-Men. His head was bowed but he raised it slowly. Scruffy bangs covered his eyes slightly but the color change was obvious. White and violet to black and amber.
"Can we help you?" Ronin asked in the malevolent tone that was the Dragon's.
"Ronin," Lippoli said as he stepped forward, "this Dragon's trouble. You have to fight him."
"They don't look like that much trouble," Scott/Cyclops said with a smirk.
Ronin's irises shone brighter than they had ever before.
"What did you say," Ronin hissed.
Cyclops shifted his weight under Ronin's fiery gaze.
"Don't think we're a problem," Griffin said with black eyes, "I'll show you a problem." With that he took to the sky. Griffin flew with ease and power to several stories above the earth. He drew his bow, a beautiful and deadly work of art. Eagles were engraved in the strong wood. It was a longbow that could shoot great distances. A malevolent smile was fixed on Griffin's face as he drew two arrows. He nocked them and drew the fletching to his cheek, his eye. The tips of the arrows began to glow blue.
"I'll show you trouble," Griffin said. And before he could loose the arrows, a red beam shot him in the wing. His bow fell from his hand as did the arrows as gravity took its toll. Griffin began to fall to earth, half- unconscious.
He hit the ground with a horrifying thud. Taryn's eyes widened and then she narrowed them in his rage.
"You killed mY FRIEND!!!" she screamed and she shot a heavy barrage of spines at the X-Men. Jean held them in place with her telekinesis but nothing could stop Owen. The instant that Griffin was hit, he was on Cyclops. Owen held him up by the neck, his feet were above the ground by at least a foot and a half. Cyclops was gagging and his face had taken on a slight purple hue.
"NO ONE hurts one of MY friends while I'M here," he bellowed.
Taryn was still firing spines and Jean was still holding them, but she was losing her hold on them. Bobby/Iceman began to try to pry Cyclops out of Owen's tight grip, but to no avail.
Ronin and Blade were kneeling over Griffin. Griffin was in bad shape; his wing was severely burned and the other broken. His leg was at a ninety- degree angle and he was barely conscious.
"This is really bad. Look at him, he's going to die," Blade said with his eyes slightly gray.
Ronin took note of this and he looked Blade in the eyes.
"Do you feel that? The pull? Let it go it'll be a big help if you do. Stay with Griff, I've got a bone to pick with my dear brother," Ronin said standing.
Ronin moved to be straight behind the jet. His eyes were still amber and black and he had a smirk on his face.
"Drop him Owen," he muttered.
Owen did and backed out of the jet.
Ronin stood with his palm open. He made a little dragon out of flame.
"You came here and ruined our privacy, so now you pay the price," Ronin said with all his attention on his little flame dragon.
St. John/Pyro lifted his hand and the flame dragon disappeared. Ronin smirked at the boy. It seemed that Ronin was a great deal older than Pyro when he was only a few months older.
"Cute party trick. But can you do this?" Ronin asked as a great dragon of fire rose above him and gave a terrible roar. Pyro stepped down a little but then found the courage that was inside him and tried to make the new dragon disappear. But he couldn't. He burned his hand and forearm. Pyro yelled in surprise and drew his arm to his chest. He whimpered quietly and he retreated back wit Bobby.
"Ronin, don't do this, you don't want to," Lippoli pleaded.
"And I suppose that you know what would happen if I didn't? Griffin would die and I doubt I'll get a chance to avenge his death."
"And if he doesn't die? What then," Lippoli asked.
"All the better then," Ronin said as flame wreathed around him.
Lippoli closed his eyes and called on any water available.
But none came.
"Having trouble?" Ronin smiled evilly.
Lippoli looked at him with wide eyes.
"Don't you think I knew what your talent is? All of the water mains are bone dry, fire hydrants haven't worked here in at least five years and our apartment doesn't get water. So how are you planning to stop me?"
Thunderclouds began to rumble in the distance. Lightening danced from cloud to cloud and rain began to fall.
"You think that a little rain will stop me? Wow weather witch, you do underestimate me. I'm beginning to think-" but he was cut off.
Rogue was holding onto his cheek and the veins on his face began to bulge and Ronin began to gasp for air. He fell to the ground unconscious and the fire that was above him vanished.
Rogue was breathing heavily and she held her head. Wolverine/Logan ran to her and caught her as she fainted. She hung limply in his arms as he looked down at the boy below him.
'What did you get yourself into kid?' he thought to himself. Taryn began to run to Ronin but stopped just short of him. Logan was looking at her threateningly as he stood over Ronin. She stared defiantly back but made no move to reach Ronin.
The silence was suffocating and no one moved save for Blade who was trying to keep the now conscious Lippoli from moving too much. Taryn was the first to speak.
"Move away from him."
Logan said nothing but took several steps back. Taryn lifted his head into her lap as she sat down. Her tears mingled with the falling rain. She gently stroked his face, tracing his scar with her thumb. She muttered softly to him but he did not stir.
Owen came and knelt down next to Taryn. He sat silently and looked up briefly to glare sharply at Rogue who was in Wolverine's arms. Blade was helping Griffin to hobble over to Ronin. Griffin's wings didn't look quite so broken and the burn was healing. Owen looked up at Griffin and looked at him quizzically, but not for long. In the commotion he had forgotten that Griffin could heal himself.
Blade and Griffin stood above them.
"I'll be fine Blade, help Owen carry him inside," Griffin said.
Blade looked uneasily at him and let him stand on his own to help Owen lift Ronin. Taryn also stood and watched the boys go back inside. Lightening flashed and thunder roared.
Lippoli started to follow them inside but Taryn stopped him with a glare and sharp words, "You've done enough to 'help' your brother. Go back where you came from." And with that she turned and left.
Lippoli looked helplessly after his brother and watched them go around the building. When Ronin was out of sight, Lippoli growled and punched the side of the jet. An imprint of the impact bulged out and he yelped. He had broken his hand.
"Lippoli-" Jean began but he glared at her with amber eyes. She said no more and he stormed out of the jet into the pouring rain.
The rest of the X-Men went into the jet and out of the rain.
"Shouldn't we follow him? I mean it's pouring down rain!" Bobby said desperately as Logan lay Rogue down on a reclined seat.
"He'll be fine kid. He just needs time to calm down. All we can do now is take care of Rogue and," Wolverine paused to sigh, "Scott. So make yourself comfortable."
Bobby sat down in a seat with a little more force than necessary and crossed his arms.
It was going to be a long evening.
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So, what do you think? I'm sorry if you like Bobby and you think I made him weak. Lemme tell ya, I think that Shawn Ashmore is the hottest thing ever and I know that he has a lesser part in my story but I'm sorry. It's just how it happened.
Review and I'll write faster. Really! Though I won't quit on my Kenshin ficcie, that I won't! It's not up yet but when it is, I'll let ya know ^o^
[reviews make the world go round]
Review time!
Binsbins you only get one recognition thingie even if you reviewed twice! You try writing a story and tell me that I take forever!
Firestarter: I think that I like your reasoning. Perhaps I'll take it to heart!
Griffin: Evil guys are the best! Only I don't know if the Dragon's funny. if you think so. hey its your head
So here goes. It might be the last time I update before school starts (in two days) so I'll try to make it as long as possible.
*deep breath* ok, here goes
Tigereyes
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The jet landed in the center of the street. Taryn and Blade gaped and Owen folded his arms across his chest. Ronin's back was turned and he didn't make any move to show recognition that the jet was there. Griffin scowled.
"Who's got the jet?" Owen asked.
The hatch on the bottom of the jet opened and eight leather clad people stood as if they were in a poster. Lippoli was standing between Bobby and St. John and his eyes were closed. He was trying to talk to Ronin like he had before, but he couldn't get through for some reason.
'Can't get through to him?' the Dragon asked Lippoli.
'Who are you?' Lippoli demanded.
'I am a part of Ronin. Now leave before it gets-forgive the pun-hot in herre.'
Lippoli's eyes shot open. Ronin turned slowly to face the X-Men. His head was bowed but he raised it slowly. Scruffy bangs covered his eyes slightly but the color change was obvious. White and violet to black and amber.
"Can we help you?" Ronin asked in the malevolent tone that was the Dragon's.
"Ronin," Lippoli said as he stepped forward, "this Dragon's trouble. You have to fight him."
"They don't look like that much trouble," Scott/Cyclops said with a smirk.
Ronin's irises shone brighter than they had ever before.
"What did you say," Ronin hissed.
Cyclops shifted his weight under Ronin's fiery gaze.
"Don't think we're a problem," Griffin said with black eyes, "I'll show you a problem." With that he took to the sky. Griffin flew with ease and power to several stories above the earth. He drew his bow, a beautiful and deadly work of art. Eagles were engraved in the strong wood. It was a longbow that could shoot great distances. A malevolent smile was fixed on Griffin's face as he drew two arrows. He nocked them and drew the fletching to his cheek, his eye. The tips of the arrows began to glow blue.
"I'll show you trouble," Griffin said. And before he could loose the arrows, a red beam shot him in the wing. His bow fell from his hand as did the arrows as gravity took its toll. Griffin began to fall to earth, half- unconscious.
He hit the ground with a horrifying thud. Taryn's eyes widened and then she narrowed them in his rage.
"You killed mY FRIEND!!!" she screamed and she shot a heavy barrage of spines at the X-Men. Jean held them in place with her telekinesis but nothing could stop Owen. The instant that Griffin was hit, he was on Cyclops. Owen held him up by the neck, his feet were above the ground by at least a foot and a half. Cyclops was gagging and his face had taken on a slight purple hue.
"NO ONE hurts one of MY friends while I'M here," he bellowed.
Taryn was still firing spines and Jean was still holding them, but she was losing her hold on them. Bobby/Iceman began to try to pry Cyclops out of Owen's tight grip, but to no avail.
Ronin and Blade were kneeling over Griffin. Griffin was in bad shape; his wing was severely burned and the other broken. His leg was at a ninety- degree angle and he was barely conscious.
"This is really bad. Look at him, he's going to die," Blade said with his eyes slightly gray.
Ronin took note of this and he looked Blade in the eyes.
"Do you feel that? The pull? Let it go it'll be a big help if you do. Stay with Griff, I've got a bone to pick with my dear brother," Ronin said standing.
Ronin moved to be straight behind the jet. His eyes were still amber and black and he had a smirk on his face.
"Drop him Owen," he muttered.
Owen did and backed out of the jet.
Ronin stood with his palm open. He made a little dragon out of flame.
"You came here and ruined our privacy, so now you pay the price," Ronin said with all his attention on his little flame dragon.
St. John/Pyro lifted his hand and the flame dragon disappeared. Ronin smirked at the boy. It seemed that Ronin was a great deal older than Pyro when he was only a few months older.
"Cute party trick. But can you do this?" Ronin asked as a great dragon of fire rose above him and gave a terrible roar. Pyro stepped down a little but then found the courage that was inside him and tried to make the new dragon disappear. But he couldn't. He burned his hand and forearm. Pyro yelled in surprise and drew his arm to his chest. He whimpered quietly and he retreated back wit Bobby.
"Ronin, don't do this, you don't want to," Lippoli pleaded.
"And I suppose that you know what would happen if I didn't? Griffin would die and I doubt I'll get a chance to avenge his death."
"And if he doesn't die? What then," Lippoli asked.
"All the better then," Ronin said as flame wreathed around him.
Lippoli closed his eyes and called on any water available.
But none came.
"Having trouble?" Ronin smiled evilly.
Lippoli looked at him with wide eyes.
"Don't you think I knew what your talent is? All of the water mains are bone dry, fire hydrants haven't worked here in at least five years and our apartment doesn't get water. So how are you planning to stop me?"
Thunderclouds began to rumble in the distance. Lightening danced from cloud to cloud and rain began to fall.
"You think that a little rain will stop me? Wow weather witch, you do underestimate me. I'm beginning to think-" but he was cut off.
Rogue was holding onto his cheek and the veins on his face began to bulge and Ronin began to gasp for air. He fell to the ground unconscious and the fire that was above him vanished.
Rogue was breathing heavily and she held her head. Wolverine/Logan ran to her and caught her as she fainted. She hung limply in his arms as he looked down at the boy below him.
'What did you get yourself into kid?' he thought to himself. Taryn began to run to Ronin but stopped just short of him. Logan was looking at her threateningly as he stood over Ronin. She stared defiantly back but made no move to reach Ronin.
The silence was suffocating and no one moved save for Blade who was trying to keep the now conscious Lippoli from moving too much. Taryn was the first to speak.
"Move away from him."
Logan said nothing but took several steps back. Taryn lifted his head into her lap as she sat down. Her tears mingled with the falling rain. She gently stroked his face, tracing his scar with her thumb. She muttered softly to him but he did not stir.
Owen came and knelt down next to Taryn. He sat silently and looked up briefly to glare sharply at Rogue who was in Wolverine's arms. Blade was helping Griffin to hobble over to Ronin. Griffin's wings didn't look quite so broken and the burn was healing. Owen looked up at Griffin and looked at him quizzically, but not for long. In the commotion he had forgotten that Griffin could heal himself.
Blade and Griffin stood above them.
"I'll be fine Blade, help Owen carry him inside," Griffin said.
Blade looked uneasily at him and let him stand on his own to help Owen lift Ronin. Taryn also stood and watched the boys go back inside. Lightening flashed and thunder roared.
Lippoli started to follow them inside but Taryn stopped him with a glare and sharp words, "You've done enough to 'help' your brother. Go back where you came from." And with that she turned and left.
Lippoli looked helplessly after his brother and watched them go around the building. When Ronin was out of sight, Lippoli growled and punched the side of the jet. An imprint of the impact bulged out and he yelped. He had broken his hand.
"Lippoli-" Jean began but he glared at her with amber eyes. She said no more and he stormed out of the jet into the pouring rain.
The rest of the X-Men went into the jet and out of the rain.
"Shouldn't we follow him? I mean it's pouring down rain!" Bobby said desperately as Logan lay Rogue down on a reclined seat.
"He'll be fine kid. He just needs time to calm down. All we can do now is take care of Rogue and," Wolverine paused to sigh, "Scott. So make yourself comfortable."
Bobby sat down in a seat with a little more force than necessary and crossed his arms.
It was going to be a long evening.
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So, what do you think? I'm sorry if you like Bobby and you think I made him weak. Lemme tell ya, I think that Shawn Ashmore is the hottest thing ever and I know that he has a lesser part in my story but I'm sorry. It's just how it happened.
Review and I'll write faster. Really! Though I won't quit on my Kenshin ficcie, that I won't! It's not up yet but when it is, I'll let ya know ^o^
[reviews make the world go round]