**Thank you to all my reviewers! The upcoming mission/recruitment is a two
parter (chaps 13-14) then after that I think it is time for a certain Goth
to get a lover. What do you think? Here is Chapter 13!! Also a big surprise
is going to happen in this or the next chapter!**
Chapter Thirteen: San Francisco Treat Pt. I
Darren awoke to his alarm going off at seven o'clock. He wanted to sleep in but he remembered about his mission. He quickly showered and dressed in clothes that would be suitable for California. It was late October, Halloween was in a week, so it was bound to be a little nippy.
He threw on a pair of blue jeans, and a blue/white pinstripe button down (of course it was untucked, buttoned and the sleeves were rolled), on his feet he placed his sneakers, they were easy to run in if the situation called for it. On his chair, by his bed, was his X-Man uniform. He grabbed it and his sunglasses and went to meet everyone in the kitchen.
Amara and Strom were the only ones in the kitchen when he arrived.
Storm was in dark purple pants, a pale pink shirt and a purple coat. On her feet were purple heels. "Storm? Why are you wearing heels? What if we have to like run or something?" asked Darren as he took a seat next to Amara. "I can fly, so it doesn't matter." laughed Storm as she placed five plates of bacon and eggs on the table. "Now where are Jean and Rogue?" asked Storm to no one on particular.
(Amara was wearing khaki pants, sneakers, and a red corseted top, over that was a black zip sweater, which was unzipped. Lastly her hair was in a pony tail)
About five minutes later, Rogue and Jean entered the room smiling. Rogue was busy putting her hair in a pony tail, while Jean was trying to comb her hair.
"Looks like some people over slept." laughed Darren through a mouthful of bacon. "Bite me." said Rogue with a playful death glare. "No way Jose." laughed Darren, as Jean clocked him in the back of the head. "Ow."
"Jean, you look very nice." commented Amara. "Thank you, Amara." smiled Jean.
Jean was wearing blue jeans, and a purple belly shirt whose sleeves were 3/4 length, on her feet were sneakers as well. Rogue wore black tights, a black skirt, and a green hoodie, with her usual black gloves and she had black converses on her feet.
"Okay, eat fast because we should leave soon. It is going to take at least four hours to get there." said Storm as she conjured up a little rain storm over the sink to wash the pans. "Lazy." said Amara as she took a bite of toast.
The four ladies and Darren made their way to the jet. "Here I want each of you to take one in case we get separated." explained Storm as she handed each mutant a com link bracelet. Each mutant put it on their wrist and boarded the jet.
Four and a Half hours later....
The jet ride from New York to San Francisco was long and overly exhausting. Amara slept the whole ride. Storm was in the drivers seat for a little bit, then went to sleep after placing it on auto pilot. Jean, Rogue and Darren played cards in the back of the jet. Rogue was glad that Jean made up with Darren, because Rogue didn't feel like kicking her ass.
They were finally there. They hid put the plane on stealth mode which turned it invisible, and they landed on a field about two miles outside of the city. They then decided to get in a cab and go in the city after a nineteen dollar price.
"Cabs are highly over priced." muttered Storm as she took out a tracer from her purse. The Professor gave her a tracer with her mutant signature from Cerebro. "She lives on Boyd and Prescott." said Storm as she looked for a map.
"Here is the plan. I am going to fly around and search for any sign of her. Amara and Rogue I want you two to search Boyd and Prescott looking for any clues. Jean and Darren, search the parks and teen hangouts in the surrounding area. I'll be in contact. Approach her gently. Her power won't be able to work on you if you keep your shields up like the Professor taught you. Be careful." said Storm as she gently lifted into the air.
"Okay, let's go!" said Rogue as she and Amara went right, and Jean and Darren went left.
Jean and Darren....
Jean and Darren continued down the street looking for any teen hangouts. People were talking on their cell phones, a man in a brown trench coat was hustling fake Rolexs, a woman trying to sell herself for some action, and a small homeless girl. Jean was overwhelmed with a sense of sorrow that she threw five dollars in the girl's cup. The girl smiled and Jean continued walking.
"Look, an Arcade. We can check there." said Darren as he put his sunglasses on. He noticed as they walked along, his eyes were drawing attention, since losing most of their blue.
"Good idea. I feel as if something is about to happen. Something mutant related." said Jean as they crossed the street. "Is it Myra?" asked Darren. "No, it's someone who has been a mutant longer than I, and I have been one since I was twelve." said Jean, her telepathy was prickling with disaster. "There!" said Jean pointing to the record shop next to the arcade.
Both Jean and Darren started to run, running as fast as they can.
They entered the record store to find a young woman floating in mid air.
It's her! said Darren telepathically to Jean. I know, we need to stop her.
"Give me all the money in the cash box!" yelled the girl to the cashier. The cashier looked scared and didn't know what to do. The people in the store were huddled in the corner crying.
The old man cashier gave Myra the cash box. "I don't think so!" yelled Jean who used her telekinesis to send the cash box flying back into the drawer.
"I think so!" yelled Myra as she telepathically searched Jean's mind, but was kicked out. "Why don't you leave the mind tricks to telepaths like myself!" yelled Jean as she sent a mind bolt at the girl, but the girl levitated out of the way.
"My turn!" yelled Darren as he stepped forward, his eyes letting off a golden glow from underneath his sunglasses. He extended his fingers on his right hand a blast of light was ejected. The light hit the girl and she was de-levitated so to speak.
"Asshole!" screamed Myra as she levitated and kicked Darren. Darren's sunglasses were knocked off as he was thrown into a record rack. Jean was angry.
"Two can play the flying game." said Jean as she used her power to levitate herself. Jean threw out her arm and Myra was ejected backwards.
Just then one of the women in the store walked up to Myra and offered her a hand, the woman then morphed in a swish to reveal Mystique. "They are those X-Men I warned you about." whispered Mystique. "Destroy them."
Darren was back up on his feet again. "Ow that hurt." said Darren as he put his glasses back on to hide his eyes. Just then there was a crackle of lightning. The sky turned black and Storm appeared.
"I command you to put the young girl down Mystique!" yelled Storm, whose eyes were whiter than snow.
"Oh fuck off Weather Witch or should I say Bitch!" yelled Mystique, who watched as Myra used her anger power on Storm.
The once gentle woman turned angry in a second. Myra telepathically ordered for Storm to attack Jean and Darren.
A lightning bolt was thrown at Darren, who rolled out of the way.
Darren (into communicator): Magma, Rogue we need you! Hurry! Record Store on Pine!
Jean put up a purple psi-shield to protect her and the civilians from Storm. Lightning was thrown at Jean full force.
Darren, on the other hand, was kicking the crap out of Mystique. Mystique was dodging his kicks, but she wasn't able to dodge his light beams. His eyes began to glow a bright gold, and every light in the building went out. He had absorbed all the light in the building. He placed both his palms forward and two light blasts were released. Mystique was hit and she was thrown through the opposite wall.
Jean was telekinetically fighting off Storm, but it wasn't enough. Darren rushed over to help her, but he collapsed after using all his power to beat Mystique.
Amara and Rogue you wanna hurry! Darren is unconscious, Storm is attacking us, and I can barely keep this chick preoccupied! screamed Jean in a telepathic message to Amara and Rogue.
Darren was stirring around, he was unable to move because part of the wall had fell on his leg. "Help." he muttered weakly to one of the men standing nearby. A young man came over and helped Darren. Darren thanked him and went to help Jean. He was however not ready for what was about to happen.
*To Be Continued...*
**Read and Review!!! I hope you like! Oh my what could happen that Darren would not be ready for?? Chapter 14 coming up next!!! Damien455**
Chapter Thirteen: San Francisco Treat Pt. I
Darren awoke to his alarm going off at seven o'clock. He wanted to sleep in but he remembered about his mission. He quickly showered and dressed in clothes that would be suitable for California. It was late October, Halloween was in a week, so it was bound to be a little nippy.
He threw on a pair of blue jeans, and a blue/white pinstripe button down (of course it was untucked, buttoned and the sleeves were rolled), on his feet he placed his sneakers, they were easy to run in if the situation called for it. On his chair, by his bed, was his X-Man uniform. He grabbed it and his sunglasses and went to meet everyone in the kitchen.
Amara and Strom were the only ones in the kitchen when he arrived.
Storm was in dark purple pants, a pale pink shirt and a purple coat. On her feet were purple heels. "Storm? Why are you wearing heels? What if we have to like run or something?" asked Darren as he took a seat next to Amara. "I can fly, so it doesn't matter." laughed Storm as she placed five plates of bacon and eggs on the table. "Now where are Jean and Rogue?" asked Storm to no one on particular.
(Amara was wearing khaki pants, sneakers, and a red corseted top, over that was a black zip sweater, which was unzipped. Lastly her hair was in a pony tail)
About five minutes later, Rogue and Jean entered the room smiling. Rogue was busy putting her hair in a pony tail, while Jean was trying to comb her hair.
"Looks like some people over slept." laughed Darren through a mouthful of bacon. "Bite me." said Rogue with a playful death glare. "No way Jose." laughed Darren, as Jean clocked him in the back of the head. "Ow."
"Jean, you look very nice." commented Amara. "Thank you, Amara." smiled Jean.
Jean was wearing blue jeans, and a purple belly shirt whose sleeves were 3/4 length, on her feet were sneakers as well. Rogue wore black tights, a black skirt, and a green hoodie, with her usual black gloves and she had black converses on her feet.
"Okay, eat fast because we should leave soon. It is going to take at least four hours to get there." said Storm as she conjured up a little rain storm over the sink to wash the pans. "Lazy." said Amara as she took a bite of toast.
The four ladies and Darren made their way to the jet. "Here I want each of you to take one in case we get separated." explained Storm as she handed each mutant a com link bracelet. Each mutant put it on their wrist and boarded the jet.
Four and a Half hours later....
The jet ride from New York to San Francisco was long and overly exhausting. Amara slept the whole ride. Storm was in the drivers seat for a little bit, then went to sleep after placing it on auto pilot. Jean, Rogue and Darren played cards in the back of the jet. Rogue was glad that Jean made up with Darren, because Rogue didn't feel like kicking her ass.
They were finally there. They hid put the plane on stealth mode which turned it invisible, and they landed on a field about two miles outside of the city. They then decided to get in a cab and go in the city after a nineteen dollar price.
"Cabs are highly over priced." muttered Storm as she took out a tracer from her purse. The Professor gave her a tracer with her mutant signature from Cerebro. "She lives on Boyd and Prescott." said Storm as she looked for a map.
"Here is the plan. I am going to fly around and search for any sign of her. Amara and Rogue I want you two to search Boyd and Prescott looking for any clues. Jean and Darren, search the parks and teen hangouts in the surrounding area. I'll be in contact. Approach her gently. Her power won't be able to work on you if you keep your shields up like the Professor taught you. Be careful." said Storm as she gently lifted into the air.
"Okay, let's go!" said Rogue as she and Amara went right, and Jean and Darren went left.
Jean and Darren....
Jean and Darren continued down the street looking for any teen hangouts. People were talking on their cell phones, a man in a brown trench coat was hustling fake Rolexs, a woman trying to sell herself for some action, and a small homeless girl. Jean was overwhelmed with a sense of sorrow that she threw five dollars in the girl's cup. The girl smiled and Jean continued walking.
"Look, an Arcade. We can check there." said Darren as he put his sunglasses on. He noticed as they walked along, his eyes were drawing attention, since losing most of their blue.
"Good idea. I feel as if something is about to happen. Something mutant related." said Jean as they crossed the street. "Is it Myra?" asked Darren. "No, it's someone who has been a mutant longer than I, and I have been one since I was twelve." said Jean, her telepathy was prickling with disaster. "There!" said Jean pointing to the record shop next to the arcade.
Both Jean and Darren started to run, running as fast as they can.
They entered the record store to find a young woman floating in mid air.
It's her! said Darren telepathically to Jean. I know, we need to stop her.
"Give me all the money in the cash box!" yelled the girl to the cashier. The cashier looked scared and didn't know what to do. The people in the store were huddled in the corner crying.
The old man cashier gave Myra the cash box. "I don't think so!" yelled Jean who used her telekinesis to send the cash box flying back into the drawer.
"I think so!" yelled Myra as she telepathically searched Jean's mind, but was kicked out. "Why don't you leave the mind tricks to telepaths like myself!" yelled Jean as she sent a mind bolt at the girl, but the girl levitated out of the way.
"My turn!" yelled Darren as he stepped forward, his eyes letting off a golden glow from underneath his sunglasses. He extended his fingers on his right hand a blast of light was ejected. The light hit the girl and she was de-levitated so to speak.
"Asshole!" screamed Myra as she levitated and kicked Darren. Darren's sunglasses were knocked off as he was thrown into a record rack. Jean was angry.
"Two can play the flying game." said Jean as she used her power to levitate herself. Jean threw out her arm and Myra was ejected backwards.
Just then one of the women in the store walked up to Myra and offered her a hand, the woman then morphed in a swish to reveal Mystique. "They are those X-Men I warned you about." whispered Mystique. "Destroy them."
Darren was back up on his feet again. "Ow that hurt." said Darren as he put his glasses back on to hide his eyes. Just then there was a crackle of lightning. The sky turned black and Storm appeared.
"I command you to put the young girl down Mystique!" yelled Storm, whose eyes were whiter than snow.
"Oh fuck off Weather Witch or should I say Bitch!" yelled Mystique, who watched as Myra used her anger power on Storm.
The once gentle woman turned angry in a second. Myra telepathically ordered for Storm to attack Jean and Darren.
A lightning bolt was thrown at Darren, who rolled out of the way.
Darren (into communicator): Magma, Rogue we need you! Hurry! Record Store on Pine!
Jean put up a purple psi-shield to protect her and the civilians from Storm. Lightning was thrown at Jean full force.
Darren, on the other hand, was kicking the crap out of Mystique. Mystique was dodging his kicks, but she wasn't able to dodge his light beams. His eyes began to glow a bright gold, and every light in the building went out. He had absorbed all the light in the building. He placed both his palms forward and two light blasts were released. Mystique was hit and she was thrown through the opposite wall.
Jean was telekinetically fighting off Storm, but it wasn't enough. Darren rushed over to help her, but he collapsed after using all his power to beat Mystique.
Amara and Rogue you wanna hurry! Darren is unconscious, Storm is attacking us, and I can barely keep this chick preoccupied! screamed Jean in a telepathic message to Amara and Rogue.
Darren was stirring around, he was unable to move because part of the wall had fell on his leg. "Help." he muttered weakly to one of the men standing nearby. A young man came over and helped Darren. Darren thanked him and went to help Jean. He was however not ready for what was about to happen.
*To Be Continued...*
**Read and Review!!! I hope you like! Oh my what could happen that Darren would not be ready for?? Chapter 14 coming up next!!! Damien455**