CHAPTER VII
ESCAPE FROM WEAPON X
Since everyone had left the room he was in, Curt tried to find a way out of his shackles. It was true that his intelligence was dimming, but he still had enough smarts left in him to know his right from his left. The only way he could think of getting out was to turn back to normal, but the Director said he used drugs to get him in this form. He noticed he was tied to some large machine. If there was a way to get the machine to get him out of the shackles...
"BINGO!" exclaimed Curt. Right next to curt was a grenade. Maybe if he could blow the machine there would be several sharp surfaces all around him, some sharp enough that might even cut the metallic shackles. It was very dangerous, but it was his only option. He grabbed the device with his foot claws, brought them up to his mouth, popped the top with one of his razor sharp teeth, and spit it somewhere close to the machine. In less than two seconds the grenade exploded, causing sharp metal parts to fly everywhere. The section of the machine that Curt was tied to fell forward, causing him to fall flat on his face and hurt his muzzle. He realized that a large section of the metal block was still in chains.
"There must be another way!" exclaimed Curt. "I am the Lizard! I am stronger than this! I AM SUPREME!" Suddenly, with one great motion he pulled his arms apart, causing he shackles to split up and the wood block to fly away. He was at ultimate strength, but not of ultimate intelligence.
"Well, well, well", said a voice behind him. "You aren't so dumb after all". Curt whipped his body around and saw Mystique walking towards him in an exotic way, wearing nothing and armed with nothing.
"What do you want?" exclaimed Curt.
"Well", said Mystique, "I was going to be your friend, but since you're being a bad boy, I'll have to destroy you."
"Bah!" exclaimed Curt. "No one can destroy the Lizard!"
"I'd like to see you prove it", exclaimed Mystique. She jumped up and spun herself around, causing Curt to get hit several times in the face with her feet. Once she was on the floor he leaped up and tried to pounce her, but she slid herself out of the way while Curt landed face down on the floor. "Pathetic. I was hoping for a challenge. Even my friend Toad can fight better than that." With one swift motion Curt swept his leg around in a circle, causing Mystique to fall down. He leaped up and was about to stab her with his claws but she slithered out of the way, climbed around to his back and slammed her fists on his back. Barely feeling a thing, he whipped around; causing his arms to hit her and making her fly back into the pile of machinery. She grabbed one of the broken pieces of machinery and slammed it at Curt. It was deadly painful, for the fuses caused a burning sensation throughout his body.
"Some one shall die today!" exclaimed Curt. "And it shall not be me!"
"How do you know?" asked Mystique. "You're not a fortune teller!"
"Neither are you!"
"Well, I'm going to do my best to make the future the way I want it!" She kicked him really hard, but it did not affect him whatsoever. He then grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the nearest wall and squeezed the hardest he could.
"So am I, and you are defiantly not a part of it!" His grip was a grip of death, preventing any air from going into Mystique's body. Curt knew nothing of peace or his old life. He was the Lizard, supreme master of all reptiles. None could get in is way, and none of them should live!
"Put the girl down!" exclaimed someone. Curt turned his eye around and noticed that someone was the Director, who was holding a gun to his head.
"You fool!" exclaimed Curt. "Fire arms can't hurt me!"
"Not anymore", said the Director. "My drugs accidentally made your armor, let's say somewhat less powerful, so you would be more obedient if you resisted. Now drop the girl or you shall die!"
"Then I shall die with her!" exclaimed Curt. "The Lizard shall not face defeat!"
"Well, I'm sorry then", said the Director. He put the gun to Curt's head and began to squeeze the trigger when a bright red blast came out of nowhere and made the gun fly out of his hand. Almost at the exact same second, a flaming playing card hit Curt's arm and caused him to get off of Mystique, who was alive, but barely. Curt whipped his large, Reptilian head around to notice that a strange group of men were there. One wore funny glasses, the other had claws, another had a flaming card in his hand, the other was all blue, and there a couple girls. They all wore black leather suits with a large X in the middle, and they all looked like trouble.
"The Lizard one is our friend", said the blue man.
"Okay then", said one of the women. This one had dark skin, white hair, and wore the same suit as the rest. "I'll get them." She then raised her arms up, and suddenly the whole room became dark and lightning flashed everywhere. The dark girl slowly glided towards the Director and Mystique while the director was shaking nervously.
"Do something!" exclaimed the Director to Mystique.
"You do something you pig!" exclaimed Mystique, who was still trying to catch her breath. Suddenly, lightning shot through the roof and hit the two Weapon X workers, causing then to through the wall and into the cold of the Canadian Rockies.
"Hello", said the dark woman to Curt. "My name is Storm. What is yours?"
"You should know!" exclaimed Curt. "I am the Lizard! I am supreme! All should know me! You shall die for that!"
"This one's gone mental", said the man with the claws. "I'll go get this bub."
"Stop!" exclaimed the other girl while taking one of her gloves off. "I'll deal with him".
"No!" exclaimed the card man. "Let me deal with this!"
"It's the only way, Remy", said the girl. She began to walk up to him in a peaceful fashion, which was not how Curt liked it. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to feel your skin for infections..."
"No one touches me without my permission!" exclaimed Curt. He roared at her and was about to charge at her when the man with the funny glasses shot a red beam at him, which made him fall down. The girl suddenly touched him, and he felt the life drain from him. Life would never be the same for him.
ESCAPE FROM WEAPON X
Since everyone had left the room he was in, Curt tried to find a way out of his shackles. It was true that his intelligence was dimming, but he still had enough smarts left in him to know his right from his left. The only way he could think of getting out was to turn back to normal, but the Director said he used drugs to get him in this form. He noticed he was tied to some large machine. If there was a way to get the machine to get him out of the shackles...
"BINGO!" exclaimed Curt. Right next to curt was a grenade. Maybe if he could blow the machine there would be several sharp surfaces all around him, some sharp enough that might even cut the metallic shackles. It was very dangerous, but it was his only option. He grabbed the device with his foot claws, brought them up to his mouth, popped the top with one of his razor sharp teeth, and spit it somewhere close to the machine. In less than two seconds the grenade exploded, causing sharp metal parts to fly everywhere. The section of the machine that Curt was tied to fell forward, causing him to fall flat on his face and hurt his muzzle. He realized that a large section of the metal block was still in chains.
"There must be another way!" exclaimed Curt. "I am the Lizard! I am stronger than this! I AM SUPREME!" Suddenly, with one great motion he pulled his arms apart, causing he shackles to split up and the wood block to fly away. He was at ultimate strength, but not of ultimate intelligence.
"Well, well, well", said a voice behind him. "You aren't so dumb after all". Curt whipped his body around and saw Mystique walking towards him in an exotic way, wearing nothing and armed with nothing.
"What do you want?" exclaimed Curt.
"Well", said Mystique, "I was going to be your friend, but since you're being a bad boy, I'll have to destroy you."
"Bah!" exclaimed Curt. "No one can destroy the Lizard!"
"I'd like to see you prove it", exclaimed Mystique. She jumped up and spun herself around, causing Curt to get hit several times in the face with her feet. Once she was on the floor he leaped up and tried to pounce her, but she slid herself out of the way while Curt landed face down on the floor. "Pathetic. I was hoping for a challenge. Even my friend Toad can fight better than that." With one swift motion Curt swept his leg around in a circle, causing Mystique to fall down. He leaped up and was about to stab her with his claws but she slithered out of the way, climbed around to his back and slammed her fists on his back. Barely feeling a thing, he whipped around; causing his arms to hit her and making her fly back into the pile of machinery. She grabbed one of the broken pieces of machinery and slammed it at Curt. It was deadly painful, for the fuses caused a burning sensation throughout his body.
"Some one shall die today!" exclaimed Curt. "And it shall not be me!"
"How do you know?" asked Mystique. "You're not a fortune teller!"
"Neither are you!"
"Well, I'm going to do my best to make the future the way I want it!" She kicked him really hard, but it did not affect him whatsoever. He then grabbed her by the throat and pinned her against the nearest wall and squeezed the hardest he could.
"So am I, and you are defiantly not a part of it!" His grip was a grip of death, preventing any air from going into Mystique's body. Curt knew nothing of peace or his old life. He was the Lizard, supreme master of all reptiles. None could get in is way, and none of them should live!
"Put the girl down!" exclaimed someone. Curt turned his eye around and noticed that someone was the Director, who was holding a gun to his head.
"You fool!" exclaimed Curt. "Fire arms can't hurt me!"
"Not anymore", said the Director. "My drugs accidentally made your armor, let's say somewhat less powerful, so you would be more obedient if you resisted. Now drop the girl or you shall die!"
"Then I shall die with her!" exclaimed Curt. "The Lizard shall not face defeat!"
"Well, I'm sorry then", said the Director. He put the gun to Curt's head and began to squeeze the trigger when a bright red blast came out of nowhere and made the gun fly out of his hand. Almost at the exact same second, a flaming playing card hit Curt's arm and caused him to get off of Mystique, who was alive, but barely. Curt whipped his large, Reptilian head around to notice that a strange group of men were there. One wore funny glasses, the other had claws, another had a flaming card in his hand, the other was all blue, and there a couple girls. They all wore black leather suits with a large X in the middle, and they all looked like trouble.
"The Lizard one is our friend", said the blue man.
"Okay then", said one of the women. This one had dark skin, white hair, and wore the same suit as the rest. "I'll get them." She then raised her arms up, and suddenly the whole room became dark and lightning flashed everywhere. The dark girl slowly glided towards the Director and Mystique while the director was shaking nervously.
"Do something!" exclaimed the Director to Mystique.
"You do something you pig!" exclaimed Mystique, who was still trying to catch her breath. Suddenly, lightning shot through the roof and hit the two Weapon X workers, causing then to through the wall and into the cold of the Canadian Rockies.
"Hello", said the dark woman to Curt. "My name is Storm. What is yours?"
"You should know!" exclaimed Curt. "I am the Lizard! I am supreme! All should know me! You shall die for that!"
"This one's gone mental", said the man with the claws. "I'll go get this bub."
"Stop!" exclaimed the other girl while taking one of her gloves off. "I'll deal with him".
"No!" exclaimed the card man. "Let me deal with this!"
"It's the only way, Remy", said the girl. She began to walk up to him in a peaceful fashion, which was not how Curt liked it. "I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to feel your skin for infections..."
"No one touches me without my permission!" exclaimed Curt. He roared at her and was about to charge at her when the man with the funny glasses shot a red beam at him, which made him fall down. The girl suddenly touched him, and he felt the life drain from him. Life would never be the same for him.