MatureImmaturity: Thanks. I've been trying to keep Batman in character
(cuz he rocks!) and keep Nichole fresh. It's nice to hear I'm
accomplishing that. Oh, and things should get even more interesting later
on. ^_^
Drunk on Tang: ^_^ Doctor Strange Rocks!! Although he doesn't make an appearance in this chapter (sorry) but I'm sure he'll be there for chapter 12.
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Batman looked through the papers again. "This just doesn't make sense." He repeated for the fifth time that day. The phrase was beginning to feel familiar and he hated that fact.
In his hands he held Hezekiah's papers. Every paper he could possible find on the man. Even his birth certificate. He glared at the certificate. At a closer glance he could tell it had been forged. In fact, every legal document he could find on the man had been forged. Hezekiah obviously had something to hide. If Batman didn't know any better he would have guessed that before his job at Metropolis Hezekiah hadn't even existed.
Shuffling through the papers once again, Hezekiah's application for his job appeared on the top. Batman took it into his hands and looked closer. How could he have missed this? Hezekiah had first applied for a job at Lex Luther Corps. It was time to pay Superman's old friend a visit.
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Professor Xavier opened his eyes. He was standing in a valley filled with flowers. Odd looking flowers at that. He leaned over and picked one. Odd but beautiful. Xavier looked out beyond the borders of the valley. It seemed that its borders were singed. As if there had been a huge fire there. Beyond the valley, from what he could see, was wasteland. Every once in a while in this wasteland little bright lights would flicker, and then brighten up into pictures. Then in an instant they would fade away.
As far as he could tell, there was no one to be seen. "Hello?" His voice echoed throughout the valley. "Hello?" He tried again.
"You shouldn't be so loud. You might wake her." Professor X looked behind him. There sat a little girl in a swing which hung from a big oak tree. She looked to be about ten.
"Are you Nichole?"
"Of course, silly. The real question is, who are you?"
"I'm Professor Charles Xavier."
The little girl smiled queerly. "I've heard of you. What do you want?"
"I would like to know what happened the night you came to my world."
The smile appeared again on her face. "No, you don't. You want to know what those creatures's weakness is. They were called the Esothen, right?"
Xavier smiled back. "Yes, to both counts. Can you tell me?"
The smile disappeared from her face as she hopped off the swing. She walked up to him slowly then gently tugged on his shirt. Xavier bent down. The little girl stared deep into his eyes for a long moment. Suddenly, she turned away. A long moment of silence followed.
"If I tell you, you'd tell everyone else, wouldn't you?" She finally asked.
"Of course I would." A confused Professor replied.
"Then I can't tell you, even with the little bits I know. I'm sure it'd be enough for you to put together the truth."
"Why don't you want them to know? Don't you want to help them defeat the Esothen?"
The little girl sighed. "Well, do you want to see her?"
"See who?"
"Why, Ambrose of course! Perhaps your presence has awoken her."
Before Xavier could reply, the girl had already grabbed his hand and proceeded to lead him past the valley, behind where he had been standing. Just beyond the wasteland sat a black mist, which was exactly where she was leading him.
She led him through the black mist quickly until they reached a clearing. In it was a beautiful young woman lying in the grass, asleep. She was wearing a beautiful blue-green medieval dress.
"Tell me, what do you see?" The girl asked the professor.
"I see a young woman sleeping in the grass."
"What does she look like?"
"She has a dark complexion with pitch black hair." Xavier replied. "Her name is Ambrose?"
"No." The little girl shook her head sadly. "I just call her Ambrose because that's the name she calls out in her sleep. She's been here for as long as I can remember. Always sleeping. Always dreaming."
"Who is she?"
"Look again, Professor. Do not let your mind deceive you this time. Try seeing her for who she really is."
Professor Xavier looked again. His eyes widened in disbelief. "This can't be..."
"Yes. And I must learn of this on my own. Please, I promise you, she promises you, the Esothen will be stopped. Go on with your alternative plan. It will work." She let out a sad, weary sigh. "It has to work."
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Short, I know. But I tried and it just doesn't seem right to add anything more to this chapter. I've already started the next one so hopefully it'll come just as fast....although I wouldn't count on it. I'm gonna try and shoot for the end of this month for the middle of the next....
Anyways, review, please! They're very much appreciated and pretty much make my day.
Drunk on Tang: ^_^ Doctor Strange Rocks!! Although he doesn't make an appearance in this chapter (sorry) but I'm sure he'll be there for chapter 12.
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Batman looked through the papers again. "This just doesn't make sense." He repeated for the fifth time that day. The phrase was beginning to feel familiar and he hated that fact.
In his hands he held Hezekiah's papers. Every paper he could possible find on the man. Even his birth certificate. He glared at the certificate. At a closer glance he could tell it had been forged. In fact, every legal document he could find on the man had been forged. Hezekiah obviously had something to hide. If Batman didn't know any better he would have guessed that before his job at Metropolis Hezekiah hadn't even existed.
Shuffling through the papers once again, Hezekiah's application for his job appeared on the top. Batman took it into his hands and looked closer. How could he have missed this? Hezekiah had first applied for a job at Lex Luther Corps. It was time to pay Superman's old friend a visit.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Professor Xavier opened his eyes. He was standing in a valley filled with flowers. Odd looking flowers at that. He leaned over and picked one. Odd but beautiful. Xavier looked out beyond the borders of the valley. It seemed that its borders were singed. As if there had been a huge fire there. Beyond the valley, from what he could see, was wasteland. Every once in a while in this wasteland little bright lights would flicker, and then brighten up into pictures. Then in an instant they would fade away.
As far as he could tell, there was no one to be seen. "Hello?" His voice echoed throughout the valley. "Hello?" He tried again.
"You shouldn't be so loud. You might wake her." Professor X looked behind him. There sat a little girl in a swing which hung from a big oak tree. She looked to be about ten.
"Are you Nichole?"
"Of course, silly. The real question is, who are you?"
"I'm Professor Charles Xavier."
The little girl smiled queerly. "I've heard of you. What do you want?"
"I would like to know what happened the night you came to my world."
The smile appeared again on her face. "No, you don't. You want to know what those creatures's weakness is. They were called the Esothen, right?"
Xavier smiled back. "Yes, to both counts. Can you tell me?"
The smile disappeared from her face as she hopped off the swing. She walked up to him slowly then gently tugged on his shirt. Xavier bent down. The little girl stared deep into his eyes for a long moment. Suddenly, she turned away. A long moment of silence followed.
"If I tell you, you'd tell everyone else, wouldn't you?" She finally asked.
"Of course I would." A confused Professor replied.
"Then I can't tell you, even with the little bits I know. I'm sure it'd be enough for you to put together the truth."
"Why don't you want them to know? Don't you want to help them defeat the Esothen?"
The little girl sighed. "Well, do you want to see her?"
"See who?"
"Why, Ambrose of course! Perhaps your presence has awoken her."
Before Xavier could reply, the girl had already grabbed his hand and proceeded to lead him past the valley, behind where he had been standing. Just beyond the wasteland sat a black mist, which was exactly where she was leading him.
She led him through the black mist quickly until they reached a clearing. In it was a beautiful young woman lying in the grass, asleep. She was wearing a beautiful blue-green medieval dress.
"Tell me, what do you see?" The girl asked the professor.
"I see a young woman sleeping in the grass."
"What does she look like?"
"She has a dark complexion with pitch black hair." Xavier replied. "Her name is Ambrose?"
"No." The little girl shook her head sadly. "I just call her Ambrose because that's the name she calls out in her sleep. She's been here for as long as I can remember. Always sleeping. Always dreaming."
"Who is she?"
"Look again, Professor. Do not let your mind deceive you this time. Try seeing her for who she really is."
Professor Xavier looked again. His eyes widened in disbelief. "This can't be..."
"Yes. And I must learn of this on my own. Please, I promise you, she promises you, the Esothen will be stopped. Go on with your alternative plan. It will work." She let out a sad, weary sigh. "It has to work."
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Short, I know. But I tried and it just doesn't seem right to add anything more to this chapter. I've already started the next one so hopefully it'll come just as fast....although I wouldn't count on it. I'm gonna try and shoot for the end of this month for the middle of the next....
Anyways, review, please! They're very much appreciated and pretty much make my day.