So, I'm not gonna quit on ya. I was testin ya. Yeah you heard me, I said
it! Muahahahahahahahahahah ha. Well. After having a near heart attack when
my bus rolled up to my stop (which happens to be my driveway) and I caught
sight of my car, I wanted to write. Yes, I have a car. Parents, hide your
boys, Tigereyes is on the prowl!!! *Tigereyes's dad's eyes bulge and he
grabs for keys* GIMME THOSE BACK! *chases father*
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Griffin landed on the other side of the fence and started to pick the lock to get them in.
"Ronin, you're not listening to me. This is a ginormously bad idea," Taryn pleaded as Griffin popped the lock. Blade and Owen were out of the Land Rover and waiting patiently. It wasn't to be said that either one of them didn't want to fight the X-Men and kick the living shit out of them but they weren't as vocal as Griffin or Ronin, which wasn't their style.
Griffin pushed the gate open with a whine from the hinges and Ronin walked in, ignoring Taryn's protests and pleas. The X-Men had heard their coming and they were waiting, very clichély, in front of the front door to the mansion. All in uniform, they looked like a movie poster. Ronin's eyes burned amber and he glared at Rogue in particular. He stopped about 10-15 feet from them, the rest of the pack standing behind him. Ronin drew his sword slowly, the ring of the blade echoed against the building.
"Thought that was funny? Knockin me out? How about I knock you out and we'll see how you feel about it," Ronin challenged.
"You're not all there in your head Ronin, let us help you," Rogue pleaded.
"What do you care? I have all I need. A family," he gestured to the others standing behind him, "control, and more power than you could imagine." As he spoke, his eyes dimmed to black and his voice took on a malevolent tone. "Hell, what do I even need this for?" he asked no one in particular. He sheathed the sword and laid it on the ground before his feet. Half of a smile quirked on his face and the air temperature began to rise. A wind picked up and was hot, swirling hair and leaves.
'This is a bad idea.'
'They can't stop us, the only ones who can didn't come back.'
'Ones who can?'
'Don't worry about them.'
'But,'
'Just forget I said that.'
'..'
'Fine, but later. Now time to show them whose boss?'
'Wasn't that a show in the eighty's or somethin?'
Fire began to swirl in trails around Ronin as he smirked. Taryn backed up from him as the flames intensified. The flames were hot, hotter than Taryn could believe that he could make them.
"Ronin," she began.
He gave her a sidelong glance and she said no more. The flames swirled faster, hotter and brighter around him. It came to a point that Ronin couldn't see through the flames.
"So Dragon, always the show. Ever think of moving to Vegas?" a female voice asked through the flames.
The flames dissipated and Ronin stared shocked at the two figures standing between him and the X-Men. A girl and a boy about the same ages as Ronin. The girl had long brown hair with hazel eyes. She could have even been a walking arsenal, she had a katana hanging from a thick leather belt on her waist, there were loops on her baggy black pants, each holding a throwing knife, and a pouch hung from the leather belt. The boy was shorter than the girl by a little. He had dark brown short hair and bluish gray eyes. He wore baggy black pants and a black T-shirt. He had a long wooden staff, only a head shorter than he.
"YOU!" Ronin/the Dragon hissed.
"Long time no see eh? Miss us?" the boy inquired.
"How did you. how." Ronin grunted in frustration.
"Oh, yeah, we don't really die. We just come back when you do. I thought you would have gotten that by now," the girl said, picking her nails with a throwing knife.
"Listen here Assassin," Ronin began but she cut him off.
"No, YOU listen Dragon. I'm growing tried of these games. One of these days I'd like to actually rest. And you just don't quit!" the Assassin retorted.
'Who are they?'
'Remember the ones who I was telling you about?'
'Yeah.'
'You're looking at them. The only ones who can stop me. er. us are standing right there.'
'So let me burn them to a crisp. They aren't invincible are they?'
'No, but almost. The boy, he's a cleric. He can heal both himself and the Assassin. All attacks on him are deflected. The only way to bring him down is the girl.'
'Oh. So why don't we get out of here? I mean if we die now, what good will that do?'
'I don't die, you do. And the Dragon does not run.'
The flames reappeared and Ronin wasted no time in throwing them full force at the two before them. It looked like curtains for the X-Men and the two but inches from the cleric; the flames met a blue wall. They lapped at it but didn't pass. This only proceeded to piss Ronin off more and he threw more at them and the cleric continued to block it. The Assassin began to dig around in her deep pocket in her pants and pulled out a long dart and a tube. She loaded the dart in the tube and shot it at Ronin's throat. He expected it to burn up in the flames but it remained intact all the way to his neck. He crumpled to the ground and the flames subsided.
Almost as soon as Ronin hit the ground, Owen, Griffin and Blade were on the two. But they too were brought down by the Assassin's darts. Taryn knelt beside Ronin and looked at the Assassin with tear-filled eyes.
"He's not dead. I've done this plenty of times before. Trust me, he'll be fine," she said resting a hand on Taryn's shoulder. There was a ring on practically every finger, and even two on some. One that was predominating was a sliver snake biting its tail on her first finger. The snake had ruby eyes and she fingered it when she removed her hand from Taryn's shoulder. The Assassin turned to the X-Men.
"They will not be too happy when they wake, that they will not. Is there a place that they can be safe from themselves as well as us from them?"
"I agree. They'll be pretty mad. Dragon never takes being beaten well," the Cleric said to the Assassin who stood next to him.
"I am sure that we can find room," the Professor said from the entry to the mansion. "Would all of you be so kind as to find them rooms in the lower levels?" The X-Men nodded affirmation. "Good, now would you like to join me in my study? I think we have a bit to talk about," he said to the two and they nodded almost simultaneously. The Professor wheeled down the hall and Assassin and the Cleric followed.
If they were impressed with the building, they did not show it. They followed the Professor's quick pace step for wheel and they made it to his study in record time. Xavier wheeled behind his desk and Assassin and Cleric stood before the desk. It disturbed Xavier a little that the shadows seemed to surround the Assassin and shift to accompany her. He cleared his throat and his mind at the same time.
"Have a seat if you will," he began but they remained standing.
"No disrespect, but I prefer to be on my feet, that I do. Just because I am standing, doesn't make me any more or less comfortable or attentive. Please, continue," the Assassin said.
"Alright then. You mentioned before that you don't die and come back when he does. And that you have done this many times before, were you being hypothetical or were you serious?" Xavier questioned.
"Uh, well, let's go with serious. We've been around for what, a thousand years you think?" he asked the Assassin and she shrugged.
"Lost count. Somewhere around 1500 to 2000 years. This has been goin on for way too long. It needs to end sometime. I mean to end it this one," the Assassin said darkly.
Xavier looked at her and wondered. 'She's not telling something or she's just creepy.'
"I don't appreciate you calling her creepy, Professor," the Cleric said.
Xavier looked as stunned as the man gets. The Cleric tapped his forehead.
"Magic works in wonderful ways," he said mysteriously.
"So what do I call you? Just Cleric and Assassin? I don't think that would go over well with the student body thinking there's a killer amongst them," Xavier said matter-of-faclty.
"Well, that's the only name I've used and will continue to be so. If your students have problems, maybe I won't go among them. I've done it before," Assassin said incredulously.
"But one of us must and I suppose that you're sticking that bill on me again?" Cleric asked. Assassin shot him a sheepish smile and he sighed. "Fine."
"I can have a room arranged for you-" Xavier began.
"I believe I will guard the Dragon and the rest of his crew. Wherever he goes, there's either lawsuits or destruction. I can keep it to a minimum," she cut in.
"I will stay with her, but I will wander the grounds," Cleric added.
"Fine then. I will show you where they're being held," Xavier said, wondering where his air of authority went.
Behind his back, the Assassin and the Cleric shot each other smiles and victorious winks. They made their way to an elevator and to the lower levels of the mansion. Big heavy doors that slid open lined the hall. Most were open, save for four. They were closed tight and Cyclops and Wolverine were sitting between them. They stood as the Professor wheeled up to them.
"Scott, Logan, this is Assassin and Cleric. They will be aiding in watching them," Xavier said.
"Aiding?" both the Assassin and the Cleric said at the same time.
"There is no way that they know how to handle them if they got out. And simple slashing and blasting will get you nowhere with them," Cleric said in an all too knowing tone.
"There is a crater in Nevada that is 150 km long and 200 deep. Yeah, that was once a city that thought they could hold the Dragon on their own. Notice the lack of town now," Assassin said.
"Ok, so we're worthless. Is that what you are saying," Scott asked with a tone in his voice that wasn't in the least bit respectful.
"You aren't worthless, you just don't know what you are doing," Cleric said smoothly.
"And that is no way to talk to your elders," Assassin added.
"You're what 15, 16? Yeah right," Scott said.
"Try 1516 years old," Assassin said, raising her eyebrow.
"No way," Scott began and she shot him a berating look. "Fine, whatever," he mumbled as he stormed away.
"Ignore him, he just doesn't like getting his ass saved by anyone, let alone getting embarrassed afterward. Excuse me," Logan said and walked past them.
"If you need anything, please, don't hesitate to ask," Xavier said, turning to leave.
"Thank you for you hospitality, it does help us greatly. Perhaps we can avoid any misfortunate disasters," Cleric said smoothly.
Xavier nodded and left them to themselves.
"It really won't be any different from any other time, you know that," Assassin whispered to the Cleric once Xavier had gone.
"Yes, but it was nice to see him relax a little," Cleric said.
"I wonder where the counterpart is, normally he is with the Dragon when we meet him," Assassin wondered aloud.
"Probably around here somewhere. Couldn't you feel it? Someone took the Dragon down not too long ago; he's only like at half strength. That's never happened before," Cleric said.
"The Last Battle. The battle against the Dragon to end all ages," Assassin quoted.
"Never good for retirement fund," Cleric said with a grin.
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So, just when you thought I couldn't add more characters, I did! It's kinda an inside joke with me and a friend from study hall but you know, I thought it would be fun to add. *winks* Reviews are nice! YAY!
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Griffin landed on the other side of the fence and started to pick the lock to get them in.
"Ronin, you're not listening to me. This is a ginormously bad idea," Taryn pleaded as Griffin popped the lock. Blade and Owen were out of the Land Rover and waiting patiently. It wasn't to be said that either one of them didn't want to fight the X-Men and kick the living shit out of them but they weren't as vocal as Griffin or Ronin, which wasn't their style.
Griffin pushed the gate open with a whine from the hinges and Ronin walked in, ignoring Taryn's protests and pleas. The X-Men had heard their coming and they were waiting, very clichély, in front of the front door to the mansion. All in uniform, they looked like a movie poster. Ronin's eyes burned amber and he glared at Rogue in particular. He stopped about 10-15 feet from them, the rest of the pack standing behind him. Ronin drew his sword slowly, the ring of the blade echoed against the building.
"Thought that was funny? Knockin me out? How about I knock you out and we'll see how you feel about it," Ronin challenged.
"You're not all there in your head Ronin, let us help you," Rogue pleaded.
"What do you care? I have all I need. A family," he gestured to the others standing behind him, "control, and more power than you could imagine." As he spoke, his eyes dimmed to black and his voice took on a malevolent tone. "Hell, what do I even need this for?" he asked no one in particular. He sheathed the sword and laid it on the ground before his feet. Half of a smile quirked on his face and the air temperature began to rise. A wind picked up and was hot, swirling hair and leaves.
'This is a bad idea.'
'They can't stop us, the only ones who can didn't come back.'
'Ones who can?'
'Don't worry about them.'
'But,'
'Just forget I said that.'
'..'
'Fine, but later. Now time to show them whose boss?'
'Wasn't that a show in the eighty's or somethin?'
Fire began to swirl in trails around Ronin as he smirked. Taryn backed up from him as the flames intensified. The flames were hot, hotter than Taryn could believe that he could make them.
"Ronin," she began.
He gave her a sidelong glance and she said no more. The flames swirled faster, hotter and brighter around him. It came to a point that Ronin couldn't see through the flames.
"So Dragon, always the show. Ever think of moving to Vegas?" a female voice asked through the flames.
The flames dissipated and Ronin stared shocked at the two figures standing between him and the X-Men. A girl and a boy about the same ages as Ronin. The girl had long brown hair with hazel eyes. She could have even been a walking arsenal, she had a katana hanging from a thick leather belt on her waist, there were loops on her baggy black pants, each holding a throwing knife, and a pouch hung from the leather belt. The boy was shorter than the girl by a little. He had dark brown short hair and bluish gray eyes. He wore baggy black pants and a black T-shirt. He had a long wooden staff, only a head shorter than he.
"YOU!" Ronin/the Dragon hissed.
"Long time no see eh? Miss us?" the boy inquired.
"How did you. how." Ronin grunted in frustration.
"Oh, yeah, we don't really die. We just come back when you do. I thought you would have gotten that by now," the girl said, picking her nails with a throwing knife.
"Listen here Assassin," Ronin began but she cut him off.
"No, YOU listen Dragon. I'm growing tried of these games. One of these days I'd like to actually rest. And you just don't quit!" the Assassin retorted.
'Who are they?'
'Remember the ones who I was telling you about?'
'Yeah.'
'You're looking at them. The only ones who can stop me. er. us are standing right there.'
'So let me burn them to a crisp. They aren't invincible are they?'
'No, but almost. The boy, he's a cleric. He can heal both himself and the Assassin. All attacks on him are deflected. The only way to bring him down is the girl.'
'Oh. So why don't we get out of here? I mean if we die now, what good will that do?'
'I don't die, you do. And the Dragon does not run.'
The flames reappeared and Ronin wasted no time in throwing them full force at the two before them. It looked like curtains for the X-Men and the two but inches from the cleric; the flames met a blue wall. They lapped at it but didn't pass. This only proceeded to piss Ronin off more and he threw more at them and the cleric continued to block it. The Assassin began to dig around in her deep pocket in her pants and pulled out a long dart and a tube. She loaded the dart in the tube and shot it at Ronin's throat. He expected it to burn up in the flames but it remained intact all the way to his neck. He crumpled to the ground and the flames subsided.
Almost as soon as Ronin hit the ground, Owen, Griffin and Blade were on the two. But they too were brought down by the Assassin's darts. Taryn knelt beside Ronin and looked at the Assassin with tear-filled eyes.
"He's not dead. I've done this plenty of times before. Trust me, he'll be fine," she said resting a hand on Taryn's shoulder. There was a ring on practically every finger, and even two on some. One that was predominating was a sliver snake biting its tail on her first finger. The snake had ruby eyes and she fingered it when she removed her hand from Taryn's shoulder. The Assassin turned to the X-Men.
"They will not be too happy when they wake, that they will not. Is there a place that they can be safe from themselves as well as us from them?"
"I agree. They'll be pretty mad. Dragon never takes being beaten well," the Cleric said to the Assassin who stood next to him.
"I am sure that we can find room," the Professor said from the entry to the mansion. "Would all of you be so kind as to find them rooms in the lower levels?" The X-Men nodded affirmation. "Good, now would you like to join me in my study? I think we have a bit to talk about," he said to the two and they nodded almost simultaneously. The Professor wheeled down the hall and Assassin and the Cleric followed.
If they were impressed with the building, they did not show it. They followed the Professor's quick pace step for wheel and they made it to his study in record time. Xavier wheeled behind his desk and Assassin and Cleric stood before the desk. It disturbed Xavier a little that the shadows seemed to surround the Assassin and shift to accompany her. He cleared his throat and his mind at the same time.
"Have a seat if you will," he began but they remained standing.
"No disrespect, but I prefer to be on my feet, that I do. Just because I am standing, doesn't make me any more or less comfortable or attentive. Please, continue," the Assassin said.
"Alright then. You mentioned before that you don't die and come back when he does. And that you have done this many times before, were you being hypothetical or were you serious?" Xavier questioned.
"Uh, well, let's go with serious. We've been around for what, a thousand years you think?" he asked the Assassin and she shrugged.
"Lost count. Somewhere around 1500 to 2000 years. This has been goin on for way too long. It needs to end sometime. I mean to end it this one," the Assassin said darkly.
Xavier looked at her and wondered. 'She's not telling something or she's just creepy.'
"I don't appreciate you calling her creepy, Professor," the Cleric said.
Xavier looked as stunned as the man gets. The Cleric tapped his forehead.
"Magic works in wonderful ways," he said mysteriously.
"So what do I call you? Just Cleric and Assassin? I don't think that would go over well with the student body thinking there's a killer amongst them," Xavier said matter-of-faclty.
"Well, that's the only name I've used and will continue to be so. If your students have problems, maybe I won't go among them. I've done it before," Assassin said incredulously.
"But one of us must and I suppose that you're sticking that bill on me again?" Cleric asked. Assassin shot him a sheepish smile and he sighed. "Fine."
"I can have a room arranged for you-" Xavier began.
"I believe I will guard the Dragon and the rest of his crew. Wherever he goes, there's either lawsuits or destruction. I can keep it to a minimum," she cut in.
"I will stay with her, but I will wander the grounds," Cleric added.
"Fine then. I will show you where they're being held," Xavier said, wondering where his air of authority went.
Behind his back, the Assassin and the Cleric shot each other smiles and victorious winks. They made their way to an elevator and to the lower levels of the mansion. Big heavy doors that slid open lined the hall. Most were open, save for four. They were closed tight and Cyclops and Wolverine were sitting between them. They stood as the Professor wheeled up to them.
"Scott, Logan, this is Assassin and Cleric. They will be aiding in watching them," Xavier said.
"Aiding?" both the Assassin and the Cleric said at the same time.
"There is no way that they know how to handle them if they got out. And simple slashing and blasting will get you nowhere with them," Cleric said in an all too knowing tone.
"There is a crater in Nevada that is 150 km long and 200 deep. Yeah, that was once a city that thought they could hold the Dragon on their own. Notice the lack of town now," Assassin said.
"Ok, so we're worthless. Is that what you are saying," Scott asked with a tone in his voice that wasn't in the least bit respectful.
"You aren't worthless, you just don't know what you are doing," Cleric said smoothly.
"And that is no way to talk to your elders," Assassin added.
"You're what 15, 16? Yeah right," Scott said.
"Try 1516 years old," Assassin said, raising her eyebrow.
"No way," Scott began and she shot him a berating look. "Fine, whatever," he mumbled as he stormed away.
"Ignore him, he just doesn't like getting his ass saved by anyone, let alone getting embarrassed afterward. Excuse me," Logan said and walked past them.
"If you need anything, please, don't hesitate to ask," Xavier said, turning to leave.
"Thank you for you hospitality, it does help us greatly. Perhaps we can avoid any misfortunate disasters," Cleric said smoothly.
Xavier nodded and left them to themselves.
"It really won't be any different from any other time, you know that," Assassin whispered to the Cleric once Xavier had gone.
"Yes, but it was nice to see him relax a little," Cleric said.
"I wonder where the counterpart is, normally he is with the Dragon when we meet him," Assassin wondered aloud.
"Probably around here somewhere. Couldn't you feel it? Someone took the Dragon down not too long ago; he's only like at half strength. That's never happened before," Cleric said.
"The Last Battle. The battle against the Dragon to end all ages," Assassin quoted.
"Never good for retirement fund," Cleric said with a grin.
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So, just when you thought I couldn't add more characters, I did! It's kinda an inside joke with me and a friend from study hall but you know, I thought it would be fun to add. *winks* Reviews are nice! YAY!