Whoosh! I'm back, but only until I go to Canadian Idol. I figured you should get what I promised for Christmas. I'm sorry I'm late, I just haven't been compeled lately.
I had been training for a while with Donovan. He wouldn't tell me who was funding things, but I saw Colosus around and I knew he was a former X-Men, so it couldn't be too bad.
"So how much time has really passed since I disappeared?" I asked.
"Not quite a year. Trust me, you're certifiably dead. That's why we need you for our next mission. They can't prosecute a dead girl." Colosus was explaining.
"But I don't see what I'm supposed to do. How will wiping these records help anything?" I asked. I knew about rebelions of course, but this had a different feel to it...
"Because it will," was the only answer I got.
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The pentagon was a large place. I had been tested and found out I could fly and all manner of other things. I snuck in careful not to trip the alarms too early. It wasn't too hard to find the computers and all I really had to do was erase some files and then I was gone.
"Access granted." The computer's disembodied voice said. I plugged in the numbers but before I could hit delete there was an explosion. I was knocked back but quickly recovered.
"Come on Captain!" Donovan called to me. Chris was right beside him. Something was wrong.
"What about the people?" I called back. They looked at each other.
"That was just a test to see if you could follow orders. Now come on!" Chris yelled.
"No! There are injured people down here! I'm going to help them first!" I yelled back.
The helicopter flew up and away and I was left in the rubble of one of the sides of the pentagon.
"Help..." was being moaned and cried out every where, intermingled with prayers and cursing of God.
I tried my best to triage everyone, but I wasn't a doctor and I didn't know the severity of half of what I was dealing with. I did my very best to get people out but it was hard because I couldn't run as fast as I wanted to. It would have hurt them.
"Here, I'll give you a hand." A woman's voice came from over my shoulder.
"Thank you." I replied. She helped me carry some of the more wounded people to safety.
"I'm sorry about all of this. I didn't know this was what they had planned." I said, seeing her pentagon tag.
"They?" She asked. Her face was soot covered but you could still feel the glow she had around her.
"I'm not sure who they are." This wasn't a lie now. Before I thought they might have been X-Men, but the X-Men wouldn't do this...
Would they?
Sorry it's short, but this is for all you Brittany fans out there. It ties into to The X-factor story which I think I might have called The New Kids...
I had been training for a while with Donovan. He wouldn't tell me who was funding things, but I saw Colosus around and I knew he was a former X-Men, so it couldn't be too bad.
"So how much time has really passed since I disappeared?" I asked.
"Not quite a year. Trust me, you're certifiably dead. That's why we need you for our next mission. They can't prosecute a dead girl." Colosus was explaining.
"But I don't see what I'm supposed to do. How will wiping these records help anything?" I asked. I knew about rebelions of course, but this had a different feel to it...
"Because it will," was the only answer I got.
*****************************************
The pentagon was a large place. I had been tested and found out I could fly and all manner of other things. I snuck in careful not to trip the alarms too early. It wasn't too hard to find the computers and all I really had to do was erase some files and then I was gone.
"Access granted." The computer's disembodied voice said. I plugged in the numbers but before I could hit delete there was an explosion. I was knocked back but quickly recovered.
"Come on Captain!" Donovan called to me. Chris was right beside him. Something was wrong.
"What about the people?" I called back. They looked at each other.
"That was just a test to see if you could follow orders. Now come on!" Chris yelled.
"No! There are injured people down here! I'm going to help them first!" I yelled back.
The helicopter flew up and away and I was left in the rubble of one of the sides of the pentagon.
"Help..." was being moaned and cried out every where, intermingled with prayers and cursing of God.
I tried my best to triage everyone, but I wasn't a doctor and I didn't know the severity of half of what I was dealing with. I did my very best to get people out but it was hard because I couldn't run as fast as I wanted to. It would have hurt them.
"Here, I'll give you a hand." A woman's voice came from over my shoulder.
"Thank you." I replied. She helped me carry some of the more wounded people to safety.
"I'm sorry about all of this. I didn't know this was what they had planned." I said, seeing her pentagon tag.
"They?" She asked. Her face was soot covered but you could still feel the glow she had around her.
"I'm not sure who they are." This wasn't a lie now. Before I thought they might have been X-Men, but the X-Men wouldn't do this...
Would they?
Sorry it's short, but this is for all you Brittany fans out there. It ties into to The X-factor story which I think I might have called The New Kids...