Missing: Amara, Kurt, Desiree, Jubilee, Ryo, Amanda, Athena, Kitty, Alexandria, Jamie, Ivonne, Rahne, Amy, Lance, Pietro, Chloe, Jennifer, Mike, Kyle, Piotr, and Wanda. We think…

Disclaimer: We the koosh balls of the United States do grope and rescue this balcony for the United States of America. To put or keep it in useful order for wisdom or insanity. All is greasy. We don't own X-men.

*Telepathy*

[Thoughts]

\\Tree Talk// 

 [Lucifer talking] Lucifer is in control

[Luna talking] Luna is in control

[(Damen talking to either)]

Emerald: I meant the people who made Logan Weapon-X, I don't know what they're called so….

Zozma: We forgot to explain that, sorry guys! Thanks for the reviews! *Gives Amara a cookie*

Amara: Chocolate Chip! Yay!

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Scene: Hallway Outside of Cells

                "I knew this was a bad idea." Chloe sighed. Both Lance and Kyle were in battle stances, looking around. Amara was closing the door to their cell.

                "Why didn't you tell us?" Lance asked.

                "You didn't ask." Amara and Chloe said at the same time.

                "Look can you get us out or not?" The person snapped, annoyed.

                "Hold on. Chloe, break down the door." Kyle looked at Amara.

                "If they're the bad guys, they now know my name. And it's your fault, and I'm gonna haunt you if I get killed." Chloe scowled, but broke down the door. Desiree, Jamie, Rahne, and Kurt stepped out.

                "Guys!" Amara shrieked and hugged all four of her friends.

                "Why did we have to get stuck with more X-geeks?" Lance muttered.

                "'Cause we're cool!" Desiree answered.

                "Duh." Jamie added.

                "Kid, you have great timing." Kyle smirked.

                "Hear that?" Kurt asked.

                "What, elf?" Lance whispered back.

                "Listen." Kurt said. Everyone listened.

                "Still don't hear anything, Kurt." Desiree whispered.

                "That's just it! There vas an odd humming noise, like machines, but now it stopped!"
                "Hey! You're right!" Jamie exclaimed, eyes wide with terror.

                "Well, I don't know about the humming sound, but am I the only one hearing the whimpering?" Kyle asked.

                "No. It sounds like a woman." Chloe answered.

                "Rahne, can you find a scent?" Kurt asked.

                "Yes, hold on." Rahne nodded her head and transformed into her full wolf form. Nose pressed to the ground, she led the way.

                "Can ve let go now?" Kurt was holding Desiree's hand. Rahne rolled her wolfish eyes.

                "Very funny Wagner." Lance muttered. They followed Rahne and the whimpering out of the hallway and into a large room.

                "Is it me, or does this look remarkably like a torture chamber?" Jamie whispered. As if realizing his fear, Lance and Kyle moved slightly in front of him.

                "Miss Small!" Rahne exclaimed after transforming back into her human (Zozma: Isn't that weird to say for a 'mutant'?) form. The kind Principal was strapped to an examination table. Amara cried out when she saw that Miss Small was bleeding badly from a gunshot wound. Chloe quickly moved towards the table and removed the gag from Miss Small's mouth.

                "Miss, don't speak." Chloe ordered as she carefully unlatched the belts.     

Miss Small nodded and smiled weakly at Rahne and Amara. Jamie and his multiples were setting up a stretcher. Kyle and Lance were guarding the two doors. Desiree was preparing bandages. As Chloe moved out of the way, Kurt started to bandage the wounds.

"There you go, Miss. You'll be alright." Kurt said. Desiree and Chloe gently moved Miss Small onto the stretcher.

"Be careful." Kurt murmured, as they got ready to push the stretcher towards the exit.

"Lance and me will be last, so guys go on ahead. Rahne, Amara, you two need to be prepared to

use your powers at any moment." Kyle ordered, unused to be the leader of something.
                The group moved out of the torture chamber, down the hall. Rahne was concentrated on anything that might be moving towards them; Amara's hands were flamed up. Kurt and Jamie walked beside the stretcher, and Desiree and Chloe were pushing the stretcher. Finally, they came to a door. Kyle moved up front.

                "It's the exit. Kurt, you can teleport us to the mansion or the boarding house, right?" Kyle asked.

                "It vill be hard, but I can take us all to the mansion." Kurt replied nervously.

Kyle slowly pushed open the door and held it open as Amara, Rahne, and Kurt walked out. Jamie multiplied and sent three on each side of the stretcher to help Chloe and Desiree lift it up. Being careful to not jar Miss Small, they carried the stretcher down the short flight of stairs. Lance came out and waited to see what would happen next.

"Kurt, teleport everyone but me and Lance to the mansion. Then come back for us." Kyle said. Kurt nodded his head and teleported everyone to mansion.

"'Kay Lance. Get to shakin'." Kyle grinned broadly.

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Zozma: There you go!

Emerald: Tell us what you think!

Amara: Tell them to give me another cookie! Tell them to make it an Oreo™ Cookie!

Emerald and Zozma: … *Exit Emerald, Amara, and Zozma*