Scott and Hank's Mystery Trip
"Umm, Scott where ah we going?" Theresa asked with sincerity. She went along with Beast, covered in his trenchcoat to hide his blue fur and large build.
"The Professor detected a mutant stuck in a werehouse around the docks, he have to find and protect him. He could be in danger." Scott explaned behind the wheel. "Out of curiousity, Theresa, What can you do?"
"Aye, me powers hereditary, like me ol' man I can create a supersonic scream. Ah can even fly with it, but one drawback. It's more dangerous an' less controlled. Ah can never talk again if I overused it. An' you?"
"Well," Scott was uneasy, he didn't like his power. One mistake and he could take out a whole city block. "I...release an uncontrollable blast out of my eyes, I have to wear these Ruby-Quartz sunglasses to stop them from hurting anyone."
"Oh," it was all she could say. She thought her power was bad at least she could control.
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Soooo, Mr. McCoy, what do you know about our Mystery Mutant?"
"I'm in same boat as you are Scott, next to nothing."
"I wish he would be a little less vague about this new guy, or girl." Scott was trying to sound calm but too many things were happening at once. The man that killed the mutant girl was caught at least, but they had no information on who he is, who sent him, why or with what. He just couldn't keep his mind straight.
"Scott, you missed our exit."
"Huh...Wha?"
"You missed our Exit, do you want me to drive."
"Uhh...sure go ahead, I got too many things on my mind at the moment."
"What's going on?" Theresa piped in, the eager fifteen year old asked.
Beast sighed, "There was a murder in the city, we say the news report before you came."
"It is New York, didn't ye think it would happen?"
"It was of a mutant girl, she was raped, killed, then dumped. It is all we know." It was the second time she put her foot in her mouth.
They pulled to side and they switched sides. It was pretty much silent the whole to nowhere.
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Longshot sat in the werehouse silent, asleep. He wasn't exactly running, nor scared. Just happy, he was safe. No-one could touch him, or at least where he was from. The only thing he thought was weird was the strange black raven that only stared at him. He thought about it only a little bit, then slipped into the calm, warming blackness of sleep.
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Mystique waiting for a moment like this, all she had to do was sedate him then take him to the Brotherhood Boardinghouse. She morphed into her normal, blue self. She maticulously pulled out her syrige, ready to knock him out for hours. She slowly raised her arm, keeping in mind that she needs to hit a vein or it wouldn't work.
She waited for this moment all day, a time when he was distracted. She brought the needle all the way down and struck... the ground. The needle snapped as it hit the bottem. That's all it needed to wake Longshot up. He jerked awake and saw this beautiful, BLUE, woman? "Hey lady, what's your problem?"
"I've been ordered to bring you in, I know someone who is very interested in you."
"Uhhhh, couldn't you just ask like a normal person?" Longshot asked.
"You are coming with me, whether you like it or not," her voice hardened but still very casual.
"And if I refu....whoa," he never had a chance to answer. Mystique lounged at him with a flying kick, but Longshot bent over backwards, narrowly missing the kick. "He evil lady, what I do to you?"
The fight continued on as they got closer and closer to the window. "Look Lady. I don't know who you are or what's going on but if your trying to make a friend, it's not the way to go," Longshot casually remarked.
"You dare mock me!" Mystique went to to do a flying back kick, but Longshot backflipped...right out the window. "NOOOOOO!!!!" she morphed into he Raven form and quickly went to find him.
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Longshot had to keep himself from laughing; his good, no great luck had saved himself again. As he went out the he grabbed a near by flagpole and flipped himself into safety, and best of all the evil blue lady couldn't get him.
Mojo never got any information on her, whoever she is. He very carefully climbed up the building and to his home away from home.
Then drifted back to sleep.
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"HELLOOOOOOOOO!" Scott called out, this was the place but there was no answer."Mr. McCoy, do you think this is the right place."
"I'm sure Scott, just keep calling,"
Longshot jerked awake again,was she attacking again? He looked around to find that Luck just struck him again. "Lady Luck, I love you," he said to himself. "HEY, just a minute." Longshot jumped off the loft, swung on the already dead overhead lamp, slid down the handrail. Obviously flaunting his acrobatics, and landed in front of them.
"Hi, my name's Longshot, I'm here to warn you. There's some serious Danger ahead of us."
"Us?" Beast asked.
"Yes, us."
"Umm, Scott where ah we going?" Theresa asked with sincerity. She went along with Beast, covered in his trenchcoat to hide his blue fur and large build.
"The Professor detected a mutant stuck in a werehouse around the docks, he have to find and protect him. He could be in danger." Scott explaned behind the wheel. "Out of curiousity, Theresa, What can you do?"
"Aye, me powers hereditary, like me ol' man I can create a supersonic scream. Ah can even fly with it, but one drawback. It's more dangerous an' less controlled. Ah can never talk again if I overused it. An' you?"
"Well," Scott was uneasy, he didn't like his power. One mistake and he could take out a whole city block. "I...release an uncontrollable blast out of my eyes, I have to wear these Ruby-Quartz sunglasses to stop them from hurting anyone."
"Oh," it was all she could say. She thought her power was bad at least she could control.
There was an uncomfortable silence.
"Soooo, Mr. McCoy, what do you know about our Mystery Mutant?"
"I'm in same boat as you are Scott, next to nothing."
"I wish he would be a little less vague about this new guy, or girl." Scott was trying to sound calm but too many things were happening at once. The man that killed the mutant girl was caught at least, but they had no information on who he is, who sent him, why or with what. He just couldn't keep his mind straight.
"Scott, you missed our exit."
"Huh...Wha?"
"You missed our Exit, do you want me to drive."
"Uhh...sure go ahead, I got too many things on my mind at the moment."
"What's going on?" Theresa piped in, the eager fifteen year old asked.
Beast sighed, "There was a murder in the city, we say the news report before you came."
"It is New York, didn't ye think it would happen?"
"It was of a mutant girl, she was raped, killed, then dumped. It is all we know." It was the second time she put her foot in her mouth.
They pulled to side and they switched sides. It was pretty much silent the whole to nowhere.
...........................................................
Longshot sat in the werehouse silent, asleep. He wasn't exactly running, nor scared. Just happy, he was safe. No-one could touch him, or at least where he was from. The only thing he thought was weird was the strange black raven that only stared at him. He thought about it only a little bit, then slipped into the calm, warming blackness of sleep.
...........................................................
Mystique waiting for a moment like this, all she had to do was sedate him then take him to the Brotherhood Boardinghouse. She morphed into her normal, blue self. She maticulously pulled out her syrige, ready to knock him out for hours. She slowly raised her arm, keeping in mind that she needs to hit a vein or it wouldn't work.
She waited for this moment all day, a time when he was distracted. She brought the needle all the way down and struck... the ground. The needle snapped as it hit the bottem. That's all it needed to wake Longshot up. He jerked awake and saw this beautiful, BLUE, woman? "Hey lady, what's your problem?"
"I've been ordered to bring you in, I know someone who is very interested in you."
"Uhhhh, couldn't you just ask like a normal person?" Longshot asked.
"You are coming with me, whether you like it or not," her voice hardened but still very casual.
"And if I refu....whoa," he never had a chance to answer. Mystique lounged at him with a flying kick, but Longshot bent over backwards, narrowly missing the kick. "He evil lady, what I do to you?"
The fight continued on as they got closer and closer to the window. "Look Lady. I don't know who you are or what's going on but if your trying to make a friend, it's not the way to go," Longshot casually remarked.
"You dare mock me!" Mystique went to to do a flying back kick, but Longshot backflipped...right out the window. "NOOOOOO!!!!" she morphed into he Raven form and quickly went to find him.
......................................................................
Longshot had to keep himself from laughing; his good, no great luck had saved himself again. As he went out the he grabbed a near by flagpole and flipped himself into safety, and best of all the evil blue lady couldn't get him.
Mojo never got any information on her, whoever she is. He very carefully climbed up the building and to his home away from home.
Then drifted back to sleep.
.......................................................................
"HELLOOOOOOOOO!" Scott called out, this was the place but there was no answer."Mr. McCoy, do you think this is the right place."
"I'm sure Scott, just keep calling,"
Longshot jerked awake again,was she attacking again? He looked around to find that Luck just struck him again. "Lady Luck, I love you," he said to himself. "HEY, just a minute." Longshot jumped off the loft, swung on the already dead overhead lamp, slid down the handrail. Obviously flaunting his acrobatics, and landed in front of them.
"Hi, my name's Longshot, I'm here to warn you. There's some serious Danger ahead of us."
"Us?" Beast asked.
"Yes, us."