Here's the fourth chapter. See who's next on the roster. Hope you enjoy!
Scrambles chapter four: Setting Sails
"Where am I?" Shadow thought, trying to adjust to the darkness that filled the room she was in. "It smells like metal, and coal burning, and what's that noise? I gotta get someplace where I cab see," then it hit her. "Wait a minute. I'm on a ship. What am I doing here?" She felt along side the walls for a door handle. She found one, then pulled the door open to reveal... "A bathroom!? Oh, well, I can at least try to adjust myself and at least it has lights." She walked over to the mirror to look at herself. "What!?" she screamed, jumping back from the reflection. "That's not my reflection! That's Saber's! I'm Saber?" she tried to remember what had happened. "The bright light in Forge's workshop! That must have done it. I must have been teleported into Illya's body, and this must be part of her past!" she thought, putting everything together.
About that time she heard someone open and shut a door. Turning off the lights she then ran to a hiding spot. All of a sudden she could see in the dark as clearly as the day. "Of course I can see in the dark. I'm Saber. She has cat eyes." Somehow her body just naturally reacted to what she heard. One man was walking right by her spot. She didn't move until she heard him leave. "Whew, that was too close." She sat and thought longer. "By how I look in the mirror I'd say Saber is about seventeen now. But she's never really spoken about her past. And she certainly never mentioned being on a ship. If this is a ship why would she be down here and not in a cabin? Unless she's a stow-away. That would explain why I hid from that guy." She was pleased with herself for her quick deductions, though conscience that she had been talking softly to herself. "I wonder where this ship is headed to anyway." She decided to go exploring.
She found the staircase that led to other levels. The next floor up was the F deck cabins. No one was around, but she decided to keep her guard up anyway. She found the Aft Staircase and decided to use them. She reached the D deck before she saw anybody, and hearing them coming from the deck above her she went through a door that led to a long hallway. The voices were getting louder so she started running. Around the corner she ran full force into a tall teenage boy. He had a hold of her arms, and she screamed at him to let go but it came out in Russian.
"Whoa, lass. I don't speak that gibberish. Maybe you could repeat yourself in my language," the man said calmly.
"I said let me go!" she screamed this time in American.
"All right! Settle down. I ain't going to harm ya. Or turn ya in." She looked at him in shock. "I kind of figured you were a stow-away. Never seen you before and I'm sure if I had I wouldn't forget you."
"What do you want from me?" Shadow was not in control of what she was saying at this point.
"Absolutely nothing. The name's Sean and you are?" he asked. He had sunburned like skin and bronzeish-blond hair.
"My name's Saber," she replied. 'Oh my goss. It's Hunter!'
"That's a curious name. Mind telling me how..."
"No." she butted in.
"Fine. Well, I'm assuming you're headed to the states like everyone else. Though there's not many Russians on board. Why a boat and not a plane?"
"I could ask you the same thing." she said. 'The US! This must be when Illya first came to America. Wow, I didn't realize she got here this way. Why didn't she and Sean say they met first like this?" Shadow thought.
They heard someone coming down the hallway. "You might want to get going. Don't worry, I won't tell a soul about you." She started walking away. "Hey! Are you hungry?" She stared suspiciously at him.
"A little. Why?"
"Meet me on the poop deck in a hour. I'll bring you something," he said, then walked away. Shadow/Saber walked the other way in disbelief. She went back to the room she had woken up in. There she found a little sleeping area, so she laid down and began to think. "Hunter was strong even for a teenager. I'd say he's at least nineteen, maybe. He looks very different with short hair. I'm pretty hungry now that I think about it. So in a hour I'll meet Sean on the poop deck. What a weird name for part of a ship." she finished her thought then said, "Nothing to do but wait til then." **************************************************************************** ****
An hour later Shadow/Saber was making her way to the poop deck for the meeting with Sean. She could smell the food before she was even at the top of the ladder.
"I was wondering if you would show up. I brought sugar cured ham, mashed potatoes, some grilled chicken and green peas. And for dessert a big slice of pecan pie." he stated. She walked over to the blanket where he had laid everything out. It all looked so good.
"Thank you. Can I ask why you are doing this?"
"Well, I figure they don't have very good food at the lowest levels of the ship, and I know how it is to be different." He pushed his short hair back revealing two long, pointy ears. "Are if you haven't noticed my skin isn't exactly normal. Besides, I wanted to. Now, eat up."
She sat down and he sat across from her. She decided to start with the chicken. When she was done stuffing her face she spoke. "So where are you from Mr. Sean...?"
"Hanrhan. I'm from Ireland. Lived on the outskirts of Dublin. Just finished up my military service. And you? Have any other name than Saber?"
"Illya. Illya Polav. Russia. Archangel actually. What part of the military were you in?"
"I'd rather not talk about it," he said a said expression on his face. "How about you. Why'd you leave home at such an early age?"
"I'd rather not talk about that."
"Fair enough," they continued in silence for a moment.
"Well, thank you for the wonderful meal. Do you mind if I take some of this with me?" she asked.
"No problem. Take all you want," He stood up with her, "Will I see you tomorrow?"
"I don't know. I try to stay hid most of the time. If not maybe I'll see you in America. How much longer 'til we reach the states?"
"Three more days they say. After so many weeks on this thing I'll be glad to see dry land," he stated.
"Same here. Thank you again," she left with a rolled up napkin of food. 'Sean was such a gentlemen as a teenager. I wonder if Saber does see him again on the ship?' Shadow thought.
Shadow/Saber returned to her little alcove and put the food somewhere safe. Then she found her way back to the bathroom to wash up a bit. She opened the door and flipped on the lights. Walking over to the basinet she ran water and splashed her face in it. When she looked back to the mirror she saw someone behind her. "Pixie!"
"That's me!" the girl cried cheerfully.
"Oh my goss. You scared me. What the heck are you doing here?"
"Ooh a shiny nail," she said picking one off the ground. "Can I have this?" Shadow/Saber nodded yes. "Oh, right. Forge sent me to tell you...to tell you...Ah I remember! To tell you that this will be over eventually. I'm pretty sure that's it. I should write this down someplace."
"Eventually?" Shadow questioned.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure that's right. Well, have fun!" With that she was gone. Shadow went back to her sleeping mat and laid down. If she was right it was around seven or eight at night. She hoped 'eventually' would come soon. Her stomach was full and she was semi warm, but truthfully she was ready to be Shadow again. **************************************************************************** ****
They were slowly getting closer to a solution. The tapes had revealed that the Pack were there, and instant later there was a flash of light, and the Pack was gone. What caused the light was still unknown. Knowing what had caused them to disappear helped in how they could bring them back. There were many possibilities, but they had to be tested first. He decided her could test some of the X-men and bring them back.
"We may have to send someone back and work on a way to get them back," Irona said stating his thoughts.
"It might come to that, Irona. Maybe we can create a beacon or something." With this new thought, they began the plans for a homing beacon.
End chapter four. Five coming, and with it another adventure. Keep tuned. You never know when your favorite will pop up.
Scrambles chapter four: Setting Sails
"Where am I?" Shadow thought, trying to adjust to the darkness that filled the room she was in. "It smells like metal, and coal burning, and what's that noise? I gotta get someplace where I cab see," then it hit her. "Wait a minute. I'm on a ship. What am I doing here?" She felt along side the walls for a door handle. She found one, then pulled the door open to reveal... "A bathroom!? Oh, well, I can at least try to adjust myself and at least it has lights." She walked over to the mirror to look at herself. "What!?" she screamed, jumping back from the reflection. "That's not my reflection! That's Saber's! I'm Saber?" she tried to remember what had happened. "The bright light in Forge's workshop! That must have done it. I must have been teleported into Illya's body, and this must be part of her past!" she thought, putting everything together.
About that time she heard someone open and shut a door. Turning off the lights she then ran to a hiding spot. All of a sudden she could see in the dark as clearly as the day. "Of course I can see in the dark. I'm Saber. She has cat eyes." Somehow her body just naturally reacted to what she heard. One man was walking right by her spot. She didn't move until she heard him leave. "Whew, that was too close." She sat and thought longer. "By how I look in the mirror I'd say Saber is about seventeen now. But she's never really spoken about her past. And she certainly never mentioned being on a ship. If this is a ship why would she be down here and not in a cabin? Unless she's a stow-away. That would explain why I hid from that guy." She was pleased with herself for her quick deductions, though conscience that she had been talking softly to herself. "I wonder where this ship is headed to anyway." She decided to go exploring.
She found the staircase that led to other levels. The next floor up was the F deck cabins. No one was around, but she decided to keep her guard up anyway. She found the Aft Staircase and decided to use them. She reached the D deck before she saw anybody, and hearing them coming from the deck above her she went through a door that led to a long hallway. The voices were getting louder so she started running. Around the corner she ran full force into a tall teenage boy. He had a hold of her arms, and she screamed at him to let go but it came out in Russian.
"Whoa, lass. I don't speak that gibberish. Maybe you could repeat yourself in my language," the man said calmly.
"I said let me go!" she screamed this time in American.
"All right! Settle down. I ain't going to harm ya. Or turn ya in." She looked at him in shock. "I kind of figured you were a stow-away. Never seen you before and I'm sure if I had I wouldn't forget you."
"What do you want from me?" Shadow was not in control of what she was saying at this point.
"Absolutely nothing. The name's Sean and you are?" he asked. He had sunburned like skin and bronzeish-blond hair.
"My name's Saber," she replied. 'Oh my goss. It's Hunter!'
"That's a curious name. Mind telling me how..."
"No." she butted in.
"Fine. Well, I'm assuming you're headed to the states like everyone else. Though there's not many Russians on board. Why a boat and not a plane?"
"I could ask you the same thing." she said. 'The US! This must be when Illya first came to America. Wow, I didn't realize she got here this way. Why didn't she and Sean say they met first like this?" Shadow thought.
They heard someone coming down the hallway. "You might want to get going. Don't worry, I won't tell a soul about you." She started walking away. "Hey! Are you hungry?" She stared suspiciously at him.
"A little. Why?"
"Meet me on the poop deck in a hour. I'll bring you something," he said, then walked away. Shadow/Saber walked the other way in disbelief. She went back to the room she had woken up in. There she found a little sleeping area, so she laid down and began to think. "Hunter was strong even for a teenager. I'd say he's at least nineteen, maybe. He looks very different with short hair. I'm pretty hungry now that I think about it. So in a hour I'll meet Sean on the poop deck. What a weird name for part of a ship." she finished her thought then said, "Nothing to do but wait til then." **************************************************************************** ****
An hour later Shadow/Saber was making her way to the poop deck for the meeting with Sean. She could smell the food before she was even at the top of the ladder.
"I was wondering if you would show up. I brought sugar cured ham, mashed potatoes, some grilled chicken and green peas. And for dessert a big slice of pecan pie." he stated. She walked over to the blanket where he had laid everything out. It all looked so good.
"Thank you. Can I ask why you are doing this?"
"Well, I figure they don't have very good food at the lowest levels of the ship, and I know how it is to be different." He pushed his short hair back revealing two long, pointy ears. "Are if you haven't noticed my skin isn't exactly normal. Besides, I wanted to. Now, eat up."
She sat down and he sat across from her. She decided to start with the chicken. When she was done stuffing her face she spoke. "So where are you from Mr. Sean...?"
"Hanrhan. I'm from Ireland. Lived on the outskirts of Dublin. Just finished up my military service. And you? Have any other name than Saber?"
"Illya. Illya Polav. Russia. Archangel actually. What part of the military were you in?"
"I'd rather not talk about it," he said a said expression on his face. "How about you. Why'd you leave home at such an early age?"
"I'd rather not talk about that."
"Fair enough," they continued in silence for a moment.
"Well, thank you for the wonderful meal. Do you mind if I take some of this with me?" she asked.
"No problem. Take all you want," He stood up with her, "Will I see you tomorrow?"
"I don't know. I try to stay hid most of the time. If not maybe I'll see you in America. How much longer 'til we reach the states?"
"Three more days they say. After so many weeks on this thing I'll be glad to see dry land," he stated.
"Same here. Thank you again," she left with a rolled up napkin of food. 'Sean was such a gentlemen as a teenager. I wonder if Saber does see him again on the ship?' Shadow thought.
Shadow/Saber returned to her little alcove and put the food somewhere safe. Then she found her way back to the bathroom to wash up a bit. She opened the door and flipped on the lights. Walking over to the basinet she ran water and splashed her face in it. When she looked back to the mirror she saw someone behind her. "Pixie!"
"That's me!" the girl cried cheerfully.
"Oh my goss. You scared me. What the heck are you doing here?"
"Ooh a shiny nail," she said picking one off the ground. "Can I have this?" Shadow/Saber nodded yes. "Oh, right. Forge sent me to tell you...to tell you...Ah I remember! To tell you that this will be over eventually. I'm pretty sure that's it. I should write this down someplace."
"Eventually?" Shadow questioned.
"Yes, I'm pretty sure that's right. Well, have fun!" With that she was gone. Shadow went back to her sleeping mat and laid down. If she was right it was around seven or eight at night. She hoped 'eventually' would come soon. Her stomach was full and she was semi warm, but truthfully she was ready to be Shadow again. **************************************************************************** ****
They were slowly getting closer to a solution. The tapes had revealed that the Pack were there, and instant later there was a flash of light, and the Pack was gone. What caused the light was still unknown. Knowing what had caused them to disappear helped in how they could bring them back. There were many possibilities, but they had to be tested first. He decided her could test some of the X-men and bring them back.
"We may have to send someone back and work on a way to get them back," Irona said stating his thoughts.
"It might come to that, Irona. Maybe we can create a beacon or something." With this new thought, they began the plans for a homing beacon.
End chapter four. Five coming, and with it another adventure. Keep tuned. You never know when your favorite will pop up.