Two months later
12:03 p.m., Bayville, New York
"MUTANT MENACE MY A-"
"Chill, chick."
Audrey Kay was frustrated. And angry. It was all the Senator's fault. How would he know what it's like to be different? He just doesn't understand.
"I'm getting a… a… a something." Audrey stormed off to the nearest Starbucks Coffee Hut. Alissa Avila followed her, turning around and rolling her eyes at her other two companions, Sara Cass and Lizzy Fiacco. Then she resumed crossing the street after her caffeine-seeking friend.
"Gimme a chocolate milk. Cold." Audrey grunted at the poor old man behind the service counter. "And speed it up." Shaking, the man went out back, poured the girl's milk into a large Styrofoam cup, and brought it out to her.
Storming back across the street, Audrey was followed again by Alissa, who was shaking her head. As she did so, Alissa walked right into someone, and both of them fell to the ground. She stood up sheepishly and was about to apologize to the man who she just knocked down when she looked into his eyes.
His cold, blue eyes.
Alissa bolted. Scrambling past Senator Kevin, she dashed across the street. The two accompanying bodyguards made a frantic chase after her, only to almost be hit head-on by an SUV.
"Ah!" came the sudden cry of Scott Summers, a local mutant of the Bayville community. He also happened to be part of a group of mutants who lived together at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. He slammed on the brakes of the SUV right before her almost hit two men in tuxedos who were mindlessly crossing the street.
"Like, Scott! Watch where you're driving!" scoffed Kitty Pride, another local mutant. Also in the vehicle was Bobby Drake, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner, and Rogue, who also happened to be mutants as well. After recovering from the shock, the two men continued across the street.
"I wonder where they're going in such a hurry." Jean questioned, as the occupants of the silver SUV watched the men.
"Let's wait and find out." Scott answered as he parked the car alongside the curb.
Sara's quick reflexes readily perceived the fact that they were being chased after, shot up from her chair, and scanned the area around them. 'Ah!" she thought to herself, spotting a convertible yellow taxi that was just about to be boarded by a middle aged man. She ran over, threw the door on the driver's side open, flung the taxi driver out, and shifted the car into "reverse". Stomping on the gas pedal, she screeched to a stop, just as Alissa jumped into the convertible and flung her into the passenger seat.
Lizzy and Audrey shortly followed, Lizzy jumping into the seat behind
Alissa, and Audrey behind Sara. Appalled at her friend's rough behavior, Sara gasped, "Alissa! Do you know how to drive?"
"...." And with that, she shifted the car into "drive", and hit the gas pedal with her foot, causing the taxi to spring forward and speed off down the road. "I do now!"
Audrey called after the confused bodyguards as they reached the table, "Screw coffee, this is great!" She then proceeded in blowing a large raspberry after them.
Back at the café, Senator Kevin ordered his bodyguards into his expensive, leather interior, black limousine. Commanding his personal driver to "follow that taxi", he sat back, and poured himself a glass of expensive wine, toasting himself. It wasn't everyday that you bump into someone who had recently rescued all of your mutant lab rats.
Lowering his newspaper, Eric Lenshire, also known as Magneto, smirked at a nearby van. This van also happened to hold his crew of mutants. Of those mutants were St. John Allerdyce (in the drivers seat), Remy LeBeau (in the passenger seat), Piotr Rasputin and Pietro Maximoff (in the back seats). In the back of the van there was also Clarice Ferguson, Jonothan Starsmore, Fabian Cortez, Fred Dukes, Todd Tolansky, Wanda Maximoff, and Lance Alvers.
"Gun it." Remy said quickly to St. John, who also sped off after the taxi.
'Scott, I want you to follow that taxi,' came the voice of Professor Charles Xavier, mutant and founder of the Institute for Gifted Youngsters.
"We're on it, Professor." Scott responded, as he followed the line of cars that led up to the taxi, not bothering to question the professor.
"Car chase! Car chase!" Lizzy's lungs exploded in a frenzy of shouting as the seventeen year old leaned over the side of the convertible taxi, watching as the limosine, van and SUV frantically followed Alissa's maniac driving.
"Woah, Alissa, maybe you should slow down just a bit?" Sara suggested, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the dashboard.
"What, and spoil your initiation into the world of my driving capabilities? Don't think so!" With that, Alissa hooted and slammed on the gas pedal, causing the car to lurch forward suddenly.
"Oh this is so cool!" Audrey bellowed, placing a lot of emphasis on the word "cool". The three laughed, Sara panicked. That is, until the first stop light came into view.
'Green,' Sara sighed to herself, only to double take as the light turned red. That's when the laughing stopped. Alissa sped the car forward, just in time for the Sabb opposite of her to hit its breaks and curse angrily as she sped on past, through the red light.
"That was nuts!" Audrey cried as she glanced over her shoulder to see that the other three cars that were following them had been stalled at the red light. "Yeah! You like that, you stupid Americans?!" Audrey bellowed after them in a fake French accent, even though she knew that she couldn't be heard by the cars behind them.
Alissa snagged a corner sharply, to once again almost hit a small blue Honda which was turning. The owner of the Honda honked at them.
"We love you too!" Alissa turned and waved in her seat, taking her eyes off of the road.
"Alissa! Watch where you're going!!!!!!" Sara screamed as the car went spinning out of control into the middle of the buisy four-way intersection. Alissa quickly regained control of the car and rammed the gas pedal with her foot, and the car rocketed down the street. Buildings lined the roads, and cars were in all directions. Checking to make sure they still weren't being followed, and they weren't, Sara spoke to Alissa. " Were not being followed, why don't you just park alongside that Kentucky Fried Chicken and we'll just get out and walk away?"
If Alissa had an answer, it was droned out by the sound of police sirens. Lizzy and Audrey swiveled in their seats to confirm their suspicion, and they were correct- three police cars were now hot on their tails, sirens blaring and flashing like mad.
"Or not." Sara murmered as Alissa continued her escape from the following cars.
"So you guys were following them, too?" Scott Summers warily questioned the oranged-haired pyromaniac standing in front of him.
"Got that right, mate. Don' know how, but tha' shelahs seemed to vanish into thin air." St. John Alerdyce responded. The parties of both the van and SUV were parked behind a car ramp that was placed alongside the road for the use of tow-trucks. They did this partially to avoid the senator, who was, at the present time, somewhere else in the city.
Scott's patience was tried. He knew that the girls they were chasing must be mutants, but where the hell were they? He burst out in anger, "That's it! I've had it! If those four don't show up in five seconds, the search is over for us!" He started counting. " Five… four… three… two…" . But his counting was cut short be the sound of a revving engine, and also by the sight of a large convertible taxi flying over their heads after launching itself off of the tow ramp. Music was blasting from the stereo of the taxi, and a quick blurb was caught from it. But that was all they heard, because at that precise moment, the limosine that belonged to Senator Kevin came speeding past them on hot pursuit of the taxi's occupants closely followed by three police cars. The party of mutants gathered at the side of the road scrambled into their vehicles and began their chase once more.
"Alissa?"
No answer. Alissa was playing the music too loud. Sara spoke up.
"Alissa?"
Still no response.
"ALISSA!"
"Yeah?" Alissa answered dumbly as if she was sitting in a field of flowers in July. Which she wasn't.
"Just in case you wanted to know," Sara said in a fake charmed voice, "We are currently being followed by a limosine, three police cars, an SUV, and a van, in that order."
"Shake 'em off?"
"Yeah."
" 'K. Hold on."
" Why don't you let me driiiiiaaaaah!!!"
Alissa swerve in a complete "U" turn and shot like a bolt of lightning in the opposite direction.
"Aw, shit, here we go again." St. John exclaimed as he followed Alissa's daring action.
"John, watch your mouth!" Came a sharp command from Clarice, who was thrown to the opposite side of the van as John turned the vehicle around to follow the taxi.
"Maybe you should lemme drive, mon ami." Remy suggested.
"Na' way, mate. You can't handle it."
"Remy can handle a lot more den you know." He sneered.
"John! Stop fighting and stay focused!" Clarice spoke up from the back once again. Remy childishy stuck his tongue out at St. John and then grinned.
'Oi think tha' someone more sane should be drivin'.' Jonothon said telepathically to Clarice, and she giggled.
"Just shut up and follow de carr!" The voice of Fabian Cortez snapped through the van as John sped up.
"Hey, why don' we sing a song, yo? It'll make y'all feel better! I know a song that gets on everybodys nerves, everybody's…"
Lanced huffed and crossed his arms. "Great."
"Va-room!" Alissa stated in a stupified voice as she sped on through the streets, swerving on the wrong side of the road, dodging slower cars, and being completely oblivious to the look of complete terror on the face of Sara. The six cars behind them kept changing position, passing each other from time to time. Finally, the SUV was in the lead, and only a few yards behind the taxi. From inside the vehicle, Scott decided that enough was enough.
"Bobby," the youth perked up at the mention of his name. "I'm gonna get up alongside the taxi, and I want you to freeze the tires. Got that?"
"Yes sir!" Bobby answered back, a slight humorous tone to his voice.
"Rems, I wan' you to pop the tires when oi pull up alongside tha taxi. Got it?" St. John commanded his friend.
"Oui." Was Remy's response.
"This is not being to drastic?" Piotr questioned.
"Naw, you wont feel a thing."
Alissa noticed the steep decline in the pavement as she furiously drove the car onward. She also happened to notice all of the pedestrians fleeing in terror of the rampaging car. Or rather, the rampaging teens in the car.
Slowly, the SUV pulled up to the right side of the taxi, and the back window was rolled down. Meanwhile, the van pulled up on the left side of the taxi, and the passenger side window was rolled down. Remy peered out through the window and spotted Sara and grinned at her. She turned her head away from him, arms crossed and pouting. She was als
"And…NOW!" Scott shouted and Bobby let out a stream of ice as he reached out of the car window.
"And…NOW!" St. John hollered as Remy flicked the playing card from his had at the taxi.
Alissa revved the car, stomped on the brakes and stepped on the gas pedal in three seconds flat. The wheels of the taxi caught fire, causing it to shoot forward like a bullet and literally fly down the sloping road.
"Look ma, no hands!" Alissa cryed and let go of the steering wheel.
"We're still being followed," Lizzy murmered.
"Do it again!" Audrey screamed.
"Holy sh-"
The card and the ice hit each other at the same moment and caused a small, mid-air explosion.
It all seemed to be going quite well for the occupants of the taxi. Alissa glanced behind her in glee and watched as the six cars stopped before going down the slope. Unfortunately, she could have either taken a sharp turn left or a sharp turn right once she arrived at the end of the street, but at the time, her hands didn't seem to want to turn the steering wheel either way. Instead, the taxi collided head-on to a large brick apartment building in front of them.
The occupants of the van, the SUV, the limosine and the six police cars ran down the street to the accident area, where the four girls were escaping from the burning taxi whose air bag was buisy deflating. Sara and Audrey were busy carrying an unconscience Lizzy out of the car. The six accompaning officers pulled out pistols, and pointed them at the girls.
"Well girls," one woman officer began, pointing her gun down and taking out a pair of handcuffs, "what do you got to say for yourselves?"
"Uhh…" said Audrey.
"Ugggh…" moaned Lizzy.
"Uh?" said Alissa looking skeptically at the other two for their mindless answers.
"No one's perfect?" said Sara sheepishly. The girls put their hands in the air.
"Right." The woman said again. "Looks to me like two years in the slammer, not to mention a LOT of volunteer work. Alright boys, pack 'em up."
The mutants standing alongside the scene frowned.
"Shame, ain't it?" Remy stated as he blew a kiss to Sara, who was being handcuffed behid the back. She snarled at him and looked away. The girls all had minor cuts and bruises, Lizzy bleeding from the forehead and Sara limping on her left leg.
"Hold on a second!' Scott stated as he stepped forward. "Can't we talk this over or something?"
"'Fraid not." A second male officer responded. "Strict regulations, you know." He handcuffed Lizzy as another officer did the same to Alissa. The final two officers circled around Audrey smugly.
"What do you think they'll do to this one?" one asked the other.
"Don't know. Prolly somethin' bad."
At this comment, Audrey promptly rolled her eyes. The officers stepped forward to take hold of her, and she proceeded to hurl a large, spit covered lugie at them. They stumbled backwards in disgust, giving Audrey a chance to run. She flew down the street to her left, zigzagging as she went to avoid the bullets shot at her. Sara growled.
"AUDREY, YOU COWARD! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! GET BACK HERE AND HELP US!" Her voice was droned out as she, Alissa and Lizzy were forced (or placed, in Lizzy's case)into separate police cars and towed to the city jail.
'Scott,' The voice of Professor Xavier ran through Scott's head once again.
"Yeah, Professor?" Scott questioned outloud.
'I would like you to bring Magneto's group and the Brotherhood back to the mansion immediately. There is a very important matter that we would like to discuss with everyone."
"You got it, Professor." Scott proceeded to gather the teams together and drive to the other side of Bayville where he knew the Professor was waiting for them.
12:03 p.m., Bayville, New York
"MUTANT MENACE MY A-"
"Chill, chick."
Audrey Kay was frustrated. And angry. It was all the Senator's fault. How would he know what it's like to be different? He just doesn't understand.
"I'm getting a… a… a something." Audrey stormed off to the nearest Starbucks Coffee Hut. Alissa Avila followed her, turning around and rolling her eyes at her other two companions, Sara Cass and Lizzy Fiacco. Then she resumed crossing the street after her caffeine-seeking friend.
"Gimme a chocolate milk. Cold." Audrey grunted at the poor old man behind the service counter. "And speed it up." Shaking, the man went out back, poured the girl's milk into a large Styrofoam cup, and brought it out to her.
Storming back across the street, Audrey was followed again by Alissa, who was shaking her head. As she did so, Alissa walked right into someone, and both of them fell to the ground. She stood up sheepishly and was about to apologize to the man who she just knocked down when she looked into his eyes.
His cold, blue eyes.
Alissa bolted. Scrambling past Senator Kevin, she dashed across the street. The two accompanying bodyguards made a frantic chase after her, only to almost be hit head-on by an SUV.
"Ah!" came the sudden cry of Scott Summers, a local mutant of the Bayville community. He also happened to be part of a group of mutants who lived together at the Xavier Institute for Gifted Youngsters. He slammed on the brakes of the SUV right before her almost hit two men in tuxedos who were mindlessly crossing the street.
"Like, Scott! Watch where you're driving!" scoffed Kitty Pride, another local mutant. Also in the vehicle was Bobby Drake, Jean Grey, Kurt Wagner, and Rogue, who also happened to be mutants as well. After recovering from the shock, the two men continued across the street.
"I wonder where they're going in such a hurry." Jean questioned, as the occupants of the silver SUV watched the men.
"Let's wait and find out." Scott answered as he parked the car alongside the curb.
Sara's quick reflexes readily perceived the fact that they were being chased after, shot up from her chair, and scanned the area around them. 'Ah!" she thought to herself, spotting a convertible yellow taxi that was just about to be boarded by a middle aged man. She ran over, threw the door on the driver's side open, flung the taxi driver out, and shifted the car into "reverse". Stomping on the gas pedal, she screeched to a stop, just as Alissa jumped into the convertible and flung her into the passenger seat.
Lizzy and Audrey shortly followed, Lizzy jumping into the seat behind
Alissa, and Audrey behind Sara. Appalled at her friend's rough behavior, Sara gasped, "Alissa! Do you know how to drive?"
"...." And with that, she shifted the car into "drive", and hit the gas pedal with her foot, causing the taxi to spring forward and speed off down the road. "I do now!"
Audrey called after the confused bodyguards as they reached the table, "Screw coffee, this is great!" She then proceeded in blowing a large raspberry after them.
Back at the café, Senator Kevin ordered his bodyguards into his expensive, leather interior, black limousine. Commanding his personal driver to "follow that taxi", he sat back, and poured himself a glass of expensive wine, toasting himself. It wasn't everyday that you bump into someone who had recently rescued all of your mutant lab rats.
Lowering his newspaper, Eric Lenshire, also known as Magneto, smirked at a nearby van. This van also happened to hold his crew of mutants. Of those mutants were St. John Allerdyce (in the drivers seat), Remy LeBeau (in the passenger seat), Piotr Rasputin and Pietro Maximoff (in the back seats). In the back of the van there was also Clarice Ferguson, Jonothan Starsmore, Fabian Cortez, Fred Dukes, Todd Tolansky, Wanda Maximoff, and Lance Alvers.
"Gun it." Remy said quickly to St. John, who also sped off after the taxi.
'Scott, I want you to follow that taxi,' came the voice of Professor Charles Xavier, mutant and founder of the Institute for Gifted Youngsters.
"We're on it, Professor." Scott responded, as he followed the line of cars that led up to the taxi, not bothering to question the professor.
"Car chase! Car chase!" Lizzy's lungs exploded in a frenzy of shouting as the seventeen year old leaned over the side of the convertible taxi, watching as the limosine, van and SUV frantically followed Alissa's maniac driving.
"Woah, Alissa, maybe you should slow down just a bit?" Sara suggested, her knuckles turning white as she gripped the dashboard.
"What, and spoil your initiation into the world of my driving capabilities? Don't think so!" With that, Alissa hooted and slammed on the gas pedal, causing the car to lurch forward suddenly.
"Oh this is so cool!" Audrey bellowed, placing a lot of emphasis on the word "cool". The three laughed, Sara panicked. That is, until the first stop light came into view.
'Green,' Sara sighed to herself, only to double take as the light turned red. That's when the laughing stopped. Alissa sped the car forward, just in time for the Sabb opposite of her to hit its breaks and curse angrily as she sped on past, through the red light.
"That was nuts!" Audrey cried as she glanced over her shoulder to see that the other three cars that were following them had been stalled at the red light. "Yeah! You like that, you stupid Americans?!" Audrey bellowed after them in a fake French accent, even though she knew that she couldn't be heard by the cars behind them.
Alissa snagged a corner sharply, to once again almost hit a small blue Honda which was turning. The owner of the Honda honked at them.
"We love you too!" Alissa turned and waved in her seat, taking her eyes off of the road.
"Alissa! Watch where you're going!!!!!!" Sara screamed as the car went spinning out of control into the middle of the buisy four-way intersection. Alissa quickly regained control of the car and rammed the gas pedal with her foot, and the car rocketed down the street. Buildings lined the roads, and cars were in all directions. Checking to make sure they still weren't being followed, and they weren't, Sara spoke to Alissa. " Were not being followed, why don't you just park alongside that Kentucky Fried Chicken and we'll just get out and walk away?"
If Alissa had an answer, it was droned out by the sound of police sirens. Lizzy and Audrey swiveled in their seats to confirm their suspicion, and they were correct- three police cars were now hot on their tails, sirens blaring and flashing like mad.
"Or not." Sara murmered as Alissa continued her escape from the following cars.
"So you guys were following them, too?" Scott Summers warily questioned the oranged-haired pyromaniac standing in front of him.
"Got that right, mate. Don' know how, but tha' shelahs seemed to vanish into thin air." St. John Alerdyce responded. The parties of both the van and SUV were parked behind a car ramp that was placed alongside the road for the use of tow-trucks. They did this partially to avoid the senator, who was, at the present time, somewhere else in the city.
Scott's patience was tried. He knew that the girls they were chasing must be mutants, but where the hell were they? He burst out in anger, "That's it! I've had it! If those four don't show up in five seconds, the search is over for us!" He started counting. " Five… four… three… two…" . But his counting was cut short be the sound of a revving engine, and also by the sight of a large convertible taxi flying over their heads after launching itself off of the tow ramp. Music was blasting from the stereo of the taxi, and a quick blurb was caught from it. But that was all they heard, because at that precise moment, the limosine that belonged to Senator Kevin came speeding past them on hot pursuit of the taxi's occupants closely followed by three police cars. The party of mutants gathered at the side of the road scrambled into their vehicles and began their chase once more.
"Alissa?"
No answer. Alissa was playing the music too loud. Sara spoke up.
"Alissa?"
Still no response.
"ALISSA!"
"Yeah?" Alissa answered dumbly as if she was sitting in a field of flowers in July. Which she wasn't.
"Just in case you wanted to know," Sara said in a fake charmed voice, "We are currently being followed by a limosine, three police cars, an SUV, and a van, in that order."
"Shake 'em off?"
"Yeah."
" 'K. Hold on."
" Why don't you let me driiiiiaaaaah!!!"
Alissa swerve in a complete "U" turn and shot like a bolt of lightning in the opposite direction.
"Aw, shit, here we go again." St. John exclaimed as he followed Alissa's daring action.
"John, watch your mouth!" Came a sharp command from Clarice, who was thrown to the opposite side of the van as John turned the vehicle around to follow the taxi.
"Maybe you should lemme drive, mon ami." Remy suggested.
"Na' way, mate. You can't handle it."
"Remy can handle a lot more den you know." He sneered.
"John! Stop fighting and stay focused!" Clarice spoke up from the back once again. Remy childishy stuck his tongue out at St. John and then grinned.
'Oi think tha' someone more sane should be drivin'.' Jonothon said telepathically to Clarice, and she giggled.
"Just shut up and follow de carr!" The voice of Fabian Cortez snapped through the van as John sped up.
"Hey, why don' we sing a song, yo? It'll make y'all feel better! I know a song that gets on everybodys nerves, everybody's…"
Lanced huffed and crossed his arms. "Great."
"Va-room!" Alissa stated in a stupified voice as she sped on through the streets, swerving on the wrong side of the road, dodging slower cars, and being completely oblivious to the look of complete terror on the face of Sara. The six cars behind them kept changing position, passing each other from time to time. Finally, the SUV was in the lead, and only a few yards behind the taxi. From inside the vehicle, Scott decided that enough was enough.
"Bobby," the youth perked up at the mention of his name. "I'm gonna get up alongside the taxi, and I want you to freeze the tires. Got that?"
"Yes sir!" Bobby answered back, a slight humorous tone to his voice.
"Rems, I wan' you to pop the tires when oi pull up alongside tha taxi. Got it?" St. John commanded his friend.
"Oui." Was Remy's response.
"This is not being to drastic?" Piotr questioned.
"Naw, you wont feel a thing."
Alissa noticed the steep decline in the pavement as she furiously drove the car onward. She also happened to notice all of the pedestrians fleeing in terror of the rampaging car. Or rather, the rampaging teens in the car.
Slowly, the SUV pulled up to the right side of the taxi, and the back window was rolled down. Meanwhile, the van pulled up on the left side of the taxi, and the passenger side window was rolled down. Remy peered out through the window and spotted Sara and grinned at her. She turned her head away from him, arms crossed and pouting. She was als
"And…NOW!" Scott shouted and Bobby let out a stream of ice as he reached out of the car window.
"And…NOW!" St. John hollered as Remy flicked the playing card from his had at the taxi.
Alissa revved the car, stomped on the brakes and stepped on the gas pedal in three seconds flat. The wheels of the taxi caught fire, causing it to shoot forward like a bullet and literally fly down the sloping road.
"Look ma, no hands!" Alissa cryed and let go of the steering wheel.
"We're still being followed," Lizzy murmered.
"Do it again!" Audrey screamed.
"Holy sh-"
The card and the ice hit each other at the same moment and caused a small, mid-air explosion.
It all seemed to be going quite well for the occupants of the taxi. Alissa glanced behind her in glee and watched as the six cars stopped before going down the slope. Unfortunately, she could have either taken a sharp turn left or a sharp turn right once she arrived at the end of the street, but at the time, her hands didn't seem to want to turn the steering wheel either way. Instead, the taxi collided head-on to a large brick apartment building in front of them.
The occupants of the van, the SUV, the limosine and the six police cars ran down the street to the accident area, where the four girls were escaping from the burning taxi whose air bag was buisy deflating. Sara and Audrey were busy carrying an unconscience Lizzy out of the car. The six accompaning officers pulled out pistols, and pointed them at the girls.
"Well girls," one woman officer began, pointing her gun down and taking out a pair of handcuffs, "what do you got to say for yourselves?"
"Uhh…" said Audrey.
"Ugggh…" moaned Lizzy.
"Uh?" said Alissa looking skeptically at the other two for their mindless answers.
"No one's perfect?" said Sara sheepishly. The girls put their hands in the air.
"Right." The woman said again. "Looks to me like two years in the slammer, not to mention a LOT of volunteer work. Alright boys, pack 'em up."
The mutants standing alongside the scene frowned.
"Shame, ain't it?" Remy stated as he blew a kiss to Sara, who was being handcuffed behid the back. She snarled at him and looked away. The girls all had minor cuts and bruises, Lizzy bleeding from the forehead and Sara limping on her left leg.
"Hold on a second!' Scott stated as he stepped forward. "Can't we talk this over or something?"
"'Fraid not." A second male officer responded. "Strict regulations, you know." He handcuffed Lizzy as another officer did the same to Alissa. The final two officers circled around Audrey smugly.
"What do you think they'll do to this one?" one asked the other.
"Don't know. Prolly somethin' bad."
At this comment, Audrey promptly rolled her eyes. The officers stepped forward to take hold of her, and she proceeded to hurl a large, spit covered lugie at them. They stumbled backwards in disgust, giving Audrey a chance to run. She flew down the street to her left, zigzagging as she went to avoid the bullets shot at her. Sara growled.
"AUDREY, YOU COWARD! I THOUGHT WE WERE FRIENDS! GET BACK HERE AND HELP US!" Her voice was droned out as she, Alissa and Lizzy were forced (or placed, in Lizzy's case)into separate police cars and towed to the city jail.
'Scott,' The voice of Professor Xavier ran through Scott's head once again.
"Yeah, Professor?" Scott questioned outloud.
'I would like you to bring Magneto's group and the Brotherhood back to the mansion immediately. There is a very important matter that we would like to discuss with everyone."
"You got it, Professor." Scott proceeded to gather the teams together and drive to the other side of Bayville where he knew the Professor was waiting for them.