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Okay, I have now officially been informed that Nightcrawler can see in the dark. I thought so but I wasn't entirely sure, due to my limited X-men knowledge, so I added the night-vision goggles just to be safe. I shall not ere again! (This statement is not binding by law, some exceptions may apply…)
I can't believe it! I've already had 13 reviews and this fanfic has only been up for what, two days? Keep 'em comin'! I thank everyone who has already sent them! Oh wait! What's that? My e-mail thingy just popped up and now I've had fourteen reviews! Yay! Wow, I bet nobody's reading this anymore!
By the way, I do not own the x-men, nor do I want to own the x-men because in my eyes this disturbing trend of cartoon character slavery has to end. But on with the story…
Whoa, whoa! It's up to sixteen!
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As the bright red convertible reached the crest of the hill an unwelcome sight greeted the eyes of the X-men. Ahead of them on the road a large white semi-trailer was stopped, and in front of that stood a half-circle of grinning teenage boys.
"There they are!" Jean called. Rogue rolled her eyes, "Thank you Mrs. Obvious," she muttered.
The sports car ground to a halt about a block away from the scene. Around them cars honked and people shouted angrily at the holdup. The five teens leapt out of the car and raced down the street, bracing for a confrontation.
"Remember you guys, watch it. We don't want people hating us anymore than they already do," Scott cautioned.
Fred laughed heartily as a person on the road beyond yelled some obscene thing about mutants and he crunched the front of their sedan.
"Huh, tell that to them," Kitty groaned.
"Where is she?!" Lance asked folding his arms and starting to get aggravated, "We been standin' here for five minutes and she ain't showed yet."
"Yeah but it is kinda fun huh?" Pietro said characteristically fast, "I mean it's not like anyone can move us." He beckoned his head towards the extremely agitated police huddled on the sidewalk. "Hey look there they are!" He pointed up to the top of a four story building where two shadowy figures stood.
"But look who else is here!" Toad moaned as the X-men raced down the center of the road towards them.
"Well, well, well, if it isn't the X-Dorks," Pietro sniggered as they halted about twenty feet away. In the cab of the truck the driver slipped quietly out the door, fearing the fresh wave of mutants who had just appeared on the scene.
Lance glanced up at the two on the roof, "Come on…" he willed silently.
"What have we told you about causing trouble?" Scott shouted confidently, hand at his visor.
"Don't know, guess we wasn't listenin'," Toad taunted back.
"Put these on," Mystique whispered urgently as she caught a quick view of the teams facing off below. She pressed a pair of thick gloves into to Kurt's hands. "Be careful," she added as he teleported away.
On the ground the fight had commenced. Pietro had said something particularly nasty about Evan and he, having no self control had launched a spike at his opponents head. Now the two groups went at it with a will, the Brotherhood with little regard to the damage they were causing. As Jean deflected a sewer cover with her powers she turned to Scott, "Cyclops! There's someone in the truck! I don't know where they came from!"
Scott acknowledged her with a nod and regrouped his team. By this point the street was empty of humans and the Brotherhood had been soundly trounced. Fred had been phased halfway into the street by Kitty, Pietro had been knocked unconscious by an optic blast, Toad pinned to the ground by spikes, Lance retreating as his teammates fell. Mystique bit her lip and balled her fists.
Kurt was having trouble finding the box. He searched frantically up and down the dim interior, but found nothing. He swore and started again at the back. Outside somebody hit the truck hard and several boxes fell around him. He was about to swear again when something caught his eye. There, in a far dark corner was nestled a small white metal box. He reached eagerly for it but stopped short. A girl had walked through the wall in front of him! Then again, stranger things had happened…
The girl screamed at the sight before her and promptly dashed back out the way she'd come.
"There's like, some kind of freak in there!" Kitty panted before fainting.
Now was his chance! He grabbed the box. But before he could move there was terrible crash and a ripping of metal as Scott blew a gaping hole in the side of the truck. Kurt jumped in surprise, but was stunned momentarily by another blast. He felt himself being lifted from the floor by some unknown force.
Evan wrinkled his lip, "What is that thing?!"
"Better question is, what's he doing here?" Scott exclaimed as he ran to where the dazed individual hung in the air.
As Scott neared him Jean called predictably, "Hurry up! I can't hold him much longer!"
"Let me get 'em!" Rogue yelled darting forward. She touched a bare hand to the stranger's face.
Kurt screamed, he had never felt anything like this before. The box dropped from his nerveless gloved hands. Blackness overtook him and he fell.
"God damn them!" Mystique half-shrieked into the wind.
Scott stopped by the unusual creature's side and picked up the box. "What's this-" But that was all the further he got. He sprawled to the ground as the young mutant before him tripped him deftly. The effects of Rogue's touching him had worn off quickly and now he was up. Baring his teeth and howling a war cry he leapt at Jean who stood close by. In a desperate attempt to defend herself Jean raised a hand but was knocked to the ground as the stranger planted his oddly shaped feet squarely into her shoulders, putting the full force of his leap into her body. Evan shot a volley of spikes past her prone figure narrowly missing the mutant as he easy somersaulted out of the way. There was a loud 'bamf!' and Evan was hit from behind by a similar kick. Rogue gritted her teeth as she and the stranger squared off.
"Ah have your power Blue Boy and I have your thoughts!" She said trying to intimidate him. She blocked the punch he threw and she smiled triumphantly, "Anythin' you can do ah can do better!"
Kurt smiled back, but his was as cold as ice. He had been well trained in the martial arts since he could walk, he was not about to be defeated by some punky girl. The two lunged at each other, Kurt lashing out, Rogue returning his efforts blow for blow.
Kitty moaned and looked up. Oh man, now that thing is like, killing everyone, she thought to herself. A glimmer of glass caught her eye as a tiny vial of clear liquid rolled past her face. She grabbed it curiously and pocketed it, the professor might like this, she thought. Just beyond it a little white box lay, its lid popped open by the impact of its fall. Just out of her line of sight Rogue yelped as a well aimed blow caught her in the stomach. Kitty had just clicked the box shut again, wondering what it had held when a shadow passed over her. She looked up fearfully and saw the mutant looming over her. She gulped.
"I'll take that," he demanded not so nicely and snatched the box from her hand.
In an instant he was gone, leaving Kitty choking in a cloud of brimstone smoke.
Scott groaned and heard his friend coughing. He rubbed the bruise on his forehead. In the distance a car engine roared to life. He was up on his feet in an instant.
"My car!" he wailed stumbling down the road. He saw the blue mutant speeding off in the flashy red vehicle; he was laughing. Shouldn't have left the keys in the ignition, huh, Scott's brain berated. "Shoot." He could only watch as his beloved convertible disappeared towards the horizon. But suddenly it swerved. The driver had vanished, leaving the car on a collision course with a telephone pole. Scott's heart sank as the sickening scream of twisting metal reached him on the summer breeze.
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