Disclaimer- "As a joke when I was little, my uncle painted 'male' on our
mailbox. When I was older, I noticed and I said, 'Now that ain't right.
Ain't the 'M' 'spose to be capitalized?"
Author's Note- Swearing in here folks. Not too much though.
Chapter Ten- Escape
Toad waited by the cell door anxiously. Any minute now, McCormick would come.
The footsteps came, and the familiar Irishman stopped in front of his cell, his face emotionless.
"Agents want ta see ye, fucker," he spat. There was no need to look suspicious, so he had to act like his usual self.
Todd gave a mock salute and waited as he opened the cell door, grabbed him roughly by the arm, and yanked him out of the cell. In a split second, Todd stomped on his foot, and he heard a crack, and then hit the man on the side of the head. Bending down, he searched the agent's pockets for the keys, and he found them and took them. Beckoning towards the mutants in his cell to follow, he went on.
He hadn't meant to break McCormick's foot; it was just that he had enhanced leg muscles for jumping great distances. It was one of the mutations Todd couldn't control.
Todd walked as stealthily as he could down the gloomy corridor, telling his cellmates to knock out any agent they see, but not kill them. They nodded, alert for any noises. Todd unlocked any cell they happen to pass, and mutants would hesitantly walk out of them, as if it were a trap.
"Toad?"
Toad turned around to face a Chinese-American woman about twenty.
"Jubilee?" he asked in amazement. She nodded, and then did something the Toad did not expect at all. She ran up to him and hugged him, but then she pulled back quickly due to the smell and the sliminess.
Another cell they stopped at, and Todd fit the key into the lock, pulling the door open. A figure barreled himself at Toad, knocking him flat on his back, and grabbed him by the collar of his tattered and gray garb.
"Roberto!" Jubilee cried, racing forward and attempted to pull Sunspot off of Toad. Roberto had changed too, like the rest of them. His hair was shaggier than ever, he was paler than ever, even with his dark bronze skin, and he was gaunter than ever. What was also new about his features was the scar on his temple.
Roberto, realizing that it was not a guard, quickly got off of Toad, then bent down offering him a hand. Todd grabbed the hand, and felt himself be yanked forcefully up. Apparently, Roberto was still strong without his powers.
Toad looked frantically around, and then turned to the two New Recruits. "Guys, you take the keys, free the mutants. I need to get something from Stryker's office." He deposited the ring of keys in Jubilee's hand, and hopped off in the direction to where the FoH agents told him where the office was, which held the key to the inhibitor collars.
He ran up flights of stairs, until finally he saw a door that said 'Third Floor', he entered there, and started looking around. A wooden door said 'Stryker'. He entered there. Little did he know that the cameras were following him.
Todd began searching the desk frantically, until finally, he found a little bronze key with an orange sticker on it. Twisting the collar around on his neck so the keyhole faced the front, he jammed the key into the lock and turned. A click was heard, and Todd pulled. It opened up, and he dropped it onto the floor. He was free. He was free at last.
Pocketing the key, he hopped out. Four guards were waiting for him outside of the door, laser guns aimed at his head. Toad smirked, and grabbed all of the guns with his tongue, surprising the guards. He flung the guns behind him, and then jumped across the hall, moving his body horizontally so his feet would hit the wall at the last moment. His feet touched the wall, and then he propelled himself backwards and barreled himself into two of the guards. They gave surprised yells as they fell onto the floor. With a kick to their heads, the Toad knocked them out cold.
With ease, his tongue flicked out of his mouth and grabbed another guard by the throat, lifting him off the ground, and then threw him into the wall. He slid down, in a daze. The last of the four guards pulled out a knife, and Toad grabbed one of the laser guns with his tongue, and aimed it at him.
"What exactly does this thing do?" he asked with an evil smile, and shot the man in the shoulder. The man fell back with a cry of agony, and Todd advanced on him, the gun now aiming for the man's head.
"Apparently, it burns a hole right through your body," he stated, "Now, do you want a hole through your head?"
The man shook his head vehemently, whimpering from the pain.
Toad cocked his head to the side. "No, I didn't think so. Now, I want you to lock yourself up in that office, you hear?" The man nodded vigorously, and scrambled up to his feet, and ran into Stryker's office, slamming the door shut behind him.
"Idiot," Todd murmured, then picked up the other three guns and left to aid with the other mutant prisoners.
And down the stairs he went, following the noise of the commotion, where presumably mutants and agents were having a brawl.
Mutants and agents alike were lying unconscious on the floor, some mutants seriously injured.
Toad, using his powers, started slamming agents into the wall with his tongue, jumping out of the way from their lasers. On the ceiling, he jumped on to unsuspecting agents, knocking them unconscious with a kick and a punch to the head.
"Toad, behind you!" Jubilee gave a warning cry, and Toad whirled around, dodging a vicious looking hunting knife, escaping with a gash on his left arm. He gave a hiss of pain, and kicked the man in the ribs, eliciting a few loud cracks.
A petite female walked calmly up to him. Todd recognized her, but barely. Her hair was long and tangled, not like the brown silk it used to be. Her face was pale for her, not like the rich, dark tan it used to be. She looked anything but a princess. She held out her hand, silently asking for something, and Todd knew what it was.
"Here ya go, Amara," he whispered, dropping the key into her hands. Quickly, she maneuvered the collar so the lock would be facing the front, and with a click, it was open, and the inhibitor collar fell with a clatter to the floor. She handed the key back to him. Raising her hands high above her head, she created a large fireball, and then her whole entire body changed form, from her head to her toes, and now resembled a human figure of lava.
She turned to the remaining members of the FoH, her arms still raised above her head. She regarded them, and then said icily, "You will go, or I'll burn you to a crisp."
Some of them dropped their weapons and fled, but the majority of them stayed, aiming their laser guns, ready to fire if any of them took an advancing step towards them.
Todd suddenly realized that his hand was not clamping tightly onto the key, and he looked for it everywhere, his eyes scanning the room for a small bronze object with orange. He turned to his right, and slightly behind him was a very, very familiar man, standing there, his hands working frantically to put the key into the keyhole of the collar behind his head. The man was just as skinny as he had been at seventeen now, which was definitely not a good sign.
The man's eyes found his, what used to be a startling blue, now darker than the night sky. He did not give Toad a smile or a nod, but just stared at him as he silently worked the key into the collar. It clicked, and he removed it, letting it fall from his numb fingers and clattering onto the floor. He reached his hand out and grabbed Toad's, as if to hold it, but then just as quickly slipped it away. Todd's hand clamped on something small.
"Hang on to that, Toad," he whispered. And he was gone with his all-too- familiar blur 'signature'. Todd slowly unfurled his fingers and saw the key in the palm of his hand. He pocketed it, and then readied himself in a defensive crouch.
Pietro was back right next to him now, guns in hand. He dropped seven of them, the eighth he held tightly. He aimed for the center one, an agent by the name of Dyke, one of the most feared and brutal one of all. Pietro had been a victim to his brutality and mistreatment.
"Say good-bye, fucker," Pietro said harshly, and before Todd could stop him, his index finger pulled the trigger, and a red beam spilled from the weapon, hitting the man square in the chest. He held it there for a while, and nobody did anything but stare in shock. Then finally, did Pietro stop, and drop the gun. The man had a huge, gaping hole in his chest, smoke coming from it, the smell of burnt flesh was putrid and all could taste the bile rising in their throats. Dyke collapsed in a heap. The other agents ran.
Quickly, with inhumane speed, Pietro took the key from Toad again and began removing all of the inhibitor collars from the mutant's throats. He stuffed the key into Todd's hands again, not trusting himself not to loose it.
"We gotta run!" Todd said, breaking away from his moment of shock. He began to lead the way.
And they ran, Pietro of course yards ahead, but slow enough to be near enough to the crowd.
Alarms rang through the entire prison. Red lights flashed in the hallways.
Guns were heard from behind them, and a cry was heard as Sheila Dunphrey went down.
Rusty, a redhead who could shoot fire from his hands, and long-time boyfriend of Sally Blevins turned to face the guards, and flame shot out and set three men alight with fire. Before he could attack the other seven however, a shot rang out, and blood squirted out from his throat. He gurgled a bit, falling to his knees and the vibrant red color leaked out of his mouth and from his hands, which were clutching his neck, trying to staunch the bleeding. Sally screamed and fell down to her knees beside him, only to be shot in the head.
The other mutants kept running.
And then they made it outside, in a large fenced in area with barrels and boxes piled everywhere. Many began to cry their joy, but they cried too early.
Above them, a large, towering shadow skewered them, and the all gasped and backed away in fear.
*~*~*~*~*
Sorry for the long update! I'll try to never let that happen again!
THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! I LOVE YOU GUYS!
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!
Author's Note- Swearing in here folks. Not too much though.
Chapter Ten- Escape
Toad waited by the cell door anxiously. Any minute now, McCormick would come.
The footsteps came, and the familiar Irishman stopped in front of his cell, his face emotionless.
"Agents want ta see ye, fucker," he spat. There was no need to look suspicious, so he had to act like his usual self.
Todd gave a mock salute and waited as he opened the cell door, grabbed him roughly by the arm, and yanked him out of the cell. In a split second, Todd stomped on his foot, and he heard a crack, and then hit the man on the side of the head. Bending down, he searched the agent's pockets for the keys, and he found them and took them. Beckoning towards the mutants in his cell to follow, he went on.
He hadn't meant to break McCormick's foot; it was just that he had enhanced leg muscles for jumping great distances. It was one of the mutations Todd couldn't control.
Todd walked as stealthily as he could down the gloomy corridor, telling his cellmates to knock out any agent they see, but not kill them. They nodded, alert for any noises. Todd unlocked any cell they happen to pass, and mutants would hesitantly walk out of them, as if it were a trap.
"Toad?"
Toad turned around to face a Chinese-American woman about twenty.
"Jubilee?" he asked in amazement. She nodded, and then did something the Toad did not expect at all. She ran up to him and hugged him, but then she pulled back quickly due to the smell and the sliminess.
Another cell they stopped at, and Todd fit the key into the lock, pulling the door open. A figure barreled himself at Toad, knocking him flat on his back, and grabbed him by the collar of his tattered and gray garb.
"Roberto!" Jubilee cried, racing forward and attempted to pull Sunspot off of Toad. Roberto had changed too, like the rest of them. His hair was shaggier than ever, he was paler than ever, even with his dark bronze skin, and he was gaunter than ever. What was also new about his features was the scar on his temple.
Roberto, realizing that it was not a guard, quickly got off of Toad, then bent down offering him a hand. Todd grabbed the hand, and felt himself be yanked forcefully up. Apparently, Roberto was still strong without his powers.
Toad looked frantically around, and then turned to the two New Recruits. "Guys, you take the keys, free the mutants. I need to get something from Stryker's office." He deposited the ring of keys in Jubilee's hand, and hopped off in the direction to where the FoH agents told him where the office was, which held the key to the inhibitor collars.
He ran up flights of stairs, until finally he saw a door that said 'Third Floor', he entered there, and started looking around. A wooden door said 'Stryker'. He entered there. Little did he know that the cameras were following him.
Todd began searching the desk frantically, until finally, he found a little bronze key with an orange sticker on it. Twisting the collar around on his neck so the keyhole faced the front, he jammed the key into the lock and turned. A click was heard, and Todd pulled. It opened up, and he dropped it onto the floor. He was free. He was free at last.
Pocketing the key, he hopped out. Four guards were waiting for him outside of the door, laser guns aimed at his head. Toad smirked, and grabbed all of the guns with his tongue, surprising the guards. He flung the guns behind him, and then jumped across the hall, moving his body horizontally so his feet would hit the wall at the last moment. His feet touched the wall, and then he propelled himself backwards and barreled himself into two of the guards. They gave surprised yells as they fell onto the floor. With a kick to their heads, the Toad knocked them out cold.
With ease, his tongue flicked out of his mouth and grabbed another guard by the throat, lifting him off the ground, and then threw him into the wall. He slid down, in a daze. The last of the four guards pulled out a knife, and Toad grabbed one of the laser guns with his tongue, and aimed it at him.
"What exactly does this thing do?" he asked with an evil smile, and shot the man in the shoulder. The man fell back with a cry of agony, and Todd advanced on him, the gun now aiming for the man's head.
"Apparently, it burns a hole right through your body," he stated, "Now, do you want a hole through your head?"
The man shook his head vehemently, whimpering from the pain.
Toad cocked his head to the side. "No, I didn't think so. Now, I want you to lock yourself up in that office, you hear?" The man nodded vigorously, and scrambled up to his feet, and ran into Stryker's office, slamming the door shut behind him.
"Idiot," Todd murmured, then picked up the other three guns and left to aid with the other mutant prisoners.
And down the stairs he went, following the noise of the commotion, where presumably mutants and agents were having a brawl.
Mutants and agents alike were lying unconscious on the floor, some mutants seriously injured.
Toad, using his powers, started slamming agents into the wall with his tongue, jumping out of the way from their lasers. On the ceiling, he jumped on to unsuspecting agents, knocking them unconscious with a kick and a punch to the head.
"Toad, behind you!" Jubilee gave a warning cry, and Toad whirled around, dodging a vicious looking hunting knife, escaping with a gash on his left arm. He gave a hiss of pain, and kicked the man in the ribs, eliciting a few loud cracks.
A petite female walked calmly up to him. Todd recognized her, but barely. Her hair was long and tangled, not like the brown silk it used to be. Her face was pale for her, not like the rich, dark tan it used to be. She looked anything but a princess. She held out her hand, silently asking for something, and Todd knew what it was.
"Here ya go, Amara," he whispered, dropping the key into her hands. Quickly, she maneuvered the collar so the lock would be facing the front, and with a click, it was open, and the inhibitor collar fell with a clatter to the floor. She handed the key back to him. Raising her hands high above her head, she created a large fireball, and then her whole entire body changed form, from her head to her toes, and now resembled a human figure of lava.
She turned to the remaining members of the FoH, her arms still raised above her head. She regarded them, and then said icily, "You will go, or I'll burn you to a crisp."
Some of them dropped their weapons and fled, but the majority of them stayed, aiming their laser guns, ready to fire if any of them took an advancing step towards them.
Todd suddenly realized that his hand was not clamping tightly onto the key, and he looked for it everywhere, his eyes scanning the room for a small bronze object with orange. He turned to his right, and slightly behind him was a very, very familiar man, standing there, his hands working frantically to put the key into the keyhole of the collar behind his head. The man was just as skinny as he had been at seventeen now, which was definitely not a good sign.
The man's eyes found his, what used to be a startling blue, now darker than the night sky. He did not give Toad a smile or a nod, but just stared at him as he silently worked the key into the collar. It clicked, and he removed it, letting it fall from his numb fingers and clattering onto the floor. He reached his hand out and grabbed Toad's, as if to hold it, but then just as quickly slipped it away. Todd's hand clamped on something small.
"Hang on to that, Toad," he whispered. And he was gone with his all-too- familiar blur 'signature'. Todd slowly unfurled his fingers and saw the key in the palm of his hand. He pocketed it, and then readied himself in a defensive crouch.
Pietro was back right next to him now, guns in hand. He dropped seven of them, the eighth he held tightly. He aimed for the center one, an agent by the name of Dyke, one of the most feared and brutal one of all. Pietro had been a victim to his brutality and mistreatment.
"Say good-bye, fucker," Pietro said harshly, and before Todd could stop him, his index finger pulled the trigger, and a red beam spilled from the weapon, hitting the man square in the chest. He held it there for a while, and nobody did anything but stare in shock. Then finally, did Pietro stop, and drop the gun. The man had a huge, gaping hole in his chest, smoke coming from it, the smell of burnt flesh was putrid and all could taste the bile rising in their throats. Dyke collapsed in a heap. The other agents ran.
Quickly, with inhumane speed, Pietro took the key from Toad again and began removing all of the inhibitor collars from the mutant's throats. He stuffed the key into Todd's hands again, not trusting himself not to loose it.
"We gotta run!" Todd said, breaking away from his moment of shock. He began to lead the way.
And they ran, Pietro of course yards ahead, but slow enough to be near enough to the crowd.
Alarms rang through the entire prison. Red lights flashed in the hallways.
Guns were heard from behind them, and a cry was heard as Sheila Dunphrey went down.
Rusty, a redhead who could shoot fire from his hands, and long-time boyfriend of Sally Blevins turned to face the guards, and flame shot out and set three men alight with fire. Before he could attack the other seven however, a shot rang out, and blood squirted out from his throat. He gurgled a bit, falling to his knees and the vibrant red color leaked out of his mouth and from his hands, which were clutching his neck, trying to staunch the bleeding. Sally screamed and fell down to her knees beside him, only to be shot in the head.
The other mutants kept running.
And then they made it outside, in a large fenced in area with barrels and boxes piled everywhere. Many began to cry their joy, but they cried too early.
Above them, a large, towering shadow skewered them, and the all gasped and backed away in fear.
*~*~*~*~*
Sorry for the long update! I'll try to never let that happen again!
THANKS TO ALL WHO REVIEWED! I LOVE YOU GUYS!
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!