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Ling woke up in a hospital bed feeling really exhausted. She could barely remember the night before. But then it all came flooding back.
"Oh, great." She muttered. Now she was in for it. And it wasn't really even her doing it either.
She imagined her life turning back to pain and loneliness again. The people at this school were kind, but they would never let her stay here anymore.
Ling decided that she would run away, and get the heck out of there before she could do anything else bad.
* * *
"It seems that this, um, mutation is caused by that serum that Stryker injected into her. She was used to it for a long time, so when she stopped receiving it, it must have worked up somehow. But what triggered it? God, I wish Jean was here. She'd know what to do."
"Keep this quiet. I don't want a scene and a mass of frightened students mobbing us with questions. I truly believe that Ling did not intentionally mean to do this." Professor Xavier said.
"How do you know that?" Cyclops demanded. He was a little uppity since Jean was mentioned.
"I saw the security tape, and also heard Rogue's account. I-"
"Professor! Aqua's left the building!"
* * *
Ling had stuffed a bunch of cloths and some food into a small bag. Now she was running into the woods.
She heard a voice in her head saying, "You always run away from your problems! Stop it!"
But this was a big problem, and she couldn't bear hearing the Professor tell her that she had to leave. Or maybe something worse than that. This was her only option.
All of a sudden, she heard a helicopter in the distance.
"I'd better get under cover." She muttered to herself. Despite the friendly air and the kindness she had come in contact with at the Xavier Institute, she was a survivor, and didn't really know how to be a normal teenager anymore. Ling had lost that a long time ago.
Ling hid in the bushes and saw the helicopter land a few miles away from her. They were too close. She'd have to hang in the bush for a while until they leave.
They didn't leave.
It was probably about 5 hours of squatting behind a bush before Ling had gotten tired. Her training with Stryker was much worse. Finally, she fell to exhaustion. Her head flopped to one side as she took a nap while squatting. Needless to say, it was very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, she felt two strong hands grab her from behind.
"Get away!" She shrieked and karate chopped the hand. Then she grabbed her attacker and flipped her/him. But from the ground a scaly blue foot came up and slapped her face. She was shocked. Ling had not expected such a flexible attack from the ground! Then the blue figure flipped upwards and grabbed Ling's wrists.
"Nice grip," the blue lady said, "let me show you mine." Then she twisted Ling's wrists, causing her to cry out in pain. Ling found the energy to kick the blue attacker's stomach, and scrambled away. The attacker obviously was a mutant. So why attack her?
"Maybe she's a human hater and thinks I'm one," Ling muttered bitterly. She ran as fast as her legs could take her. She squirted back some blasts of water in case the blue lady was still pursuing. All of a sudden, she felt pain come to her head again. But it wasn't physical pain; it was a sudden flash of memories and thoughts.
No, not again! Why now? This thing has really bad timing! Ling thought. She realized her fatal mistake: at the Xavier Institute, they could stop her mutation by knocking her out. But out by herself, no one could.
Her head was in flames, and she didn't even feel the knocking out slap on her head.
* * *
"Mystique, take us down." Ling heard a male voice say.
Ling moaned a little bit, and she was able to open up her eyes a little. She saw Mystique, apparently the blue lady, at the controls with a man in the passenger seat. The man was the one that Ling had heard speak. He seemed to be an old man, but she could feel the power coursing through him even though she only saw the white back of his head.
She noticed that she was tied up, a prisoner. She was lying on one side of the helicopter seat towards the back. Sitting in the seat in front of her was a boy about her age. He was playing around with a lighter, which made a CLICK sound every time he flipped it on and off.
"Pyro, would you please stop that? It's getting quite annoying." The man said.
The boy with the lighter gave the old man a classic teenager look, but stopped doing it. Then he noticed that Ling was awake. He smiled a little bit, but gave her a strange look when Ling scowled at him.
"What the hell do you people want with me?!" Ling demanded.
Pyro looked at her thoughtfully. "You know Magneto, you did kidnap her. Don't you think she deserves to know what's going on? Heck, I'd like to know what's going on!"
Magneto, the old man, turned around and looked at the rebellious Pyro. "You will know in time, and may I remind you that you work for me now, and you will have to be patient. I am not as forgiving or patient as Charles. He may want to wait for the human race to grow up, but I will not wait that long." He added under his breath more to himself than to Pyro.
"As for you," he said, now directing his attention to Ling, "I have a proposition for you."
* * *
Ling woke up in a hospital bed feeling really exhausted. She could barely remember the night before. But then it all came flooding back.
"Oh, great." She muttered. Now she was in for it. And it wasn't really even her doing it either.
She imagined her life turning back to pain and loneliness again. The people at this school were kind, but they would never let her stay here anymore.
Ling decided that she would run away, and get the heck out of there before she could do anything else bad.
* * *
"It seems that this, um, mutation is caused by that serum that Stryker injected into her. She was used to it for a long time, so when she stopped receiving it, it must have worked up somehow. But what triggered it? God, I wish Jean was here. She'd know what to do."
"Keep this quiet. I don't want a scene and a mass of frightened students mobbing us with questions. I truly believe that Ling did not intentionally mean to do this." Professor Xavier said.
"How do you know that?" Cyclops demanded. He was a little uppity since Jean was mentioned.
"I saw the security tape, and also heard Rogue's account. I-"
"Professor! Aqua's left the building!"
* * *
Ling had stuffed a bunch of cloths and some food into a small bag. Now she was running into the woods.
She heard a voice in her head saying, "You always run away from your problems! Stop it!"
But this was a big problem, and she couldn't bear hearing the Professor tell her that she had to leave. Or maybe something worse than that. This was her only option.
All of a sudden, she heard a helicopter in the distance.
"I'd better get under cover." She muttered to herself. Despite the friendly air and the kindness she had come in contact with at the Xavier Institute, she was a survivor, and didn't really know how to be a normal teenager anymore. Ling had lost that a long time ago.
Ling hid in the bushes and saw the helicopter land a few miles away from her. They were too close. She'd have to hang in the bush for a while until they leave.
They didn't leave.
It was probably about 5 hours of squatting behind a bush before Ling had gotten tired. Her training with Stryker was much worse. Finally, she fell to exhaustion. Her head flopped to one side as she took a nap while squatting. Needless to say, it was very uncomfortable.
Suddenly, she felt two strong hands grab her from behind.
"Get away!" She shrieked and karate chopped the hand. Then she grabbed her attacker and flipped her/him. But from the ground a scaly blue foot came up and slapped her face. She was shocked. Ling had not expected such a flexible attack from the ground! Then the blue figure flipped upwards and grabbed Ling's wrists.
"Nice grip," the blue lady said, "let me show you mine." Then she twisted Ling's wrists, causing her to cry out in pain. Ling found the energy to kick the blue attacker's stomach, and scrambled away. The attacker obviously was a mutant. So why attack her?
"Maybe she's a human hater and thinks I'm one," Ling muttered bitterly. She ran as fast as her legs could take her. She squirted back some blasts of water in case the blue lady was still pursuing. All of a sudden, she felt pain come to her head again. But it wasn't physical pain; it was a sudden flash of memories and thoughts.
No, not again! Why now? This thing has really bad timing! Ling thought. She realized her fatal mistake: at the Xavier Institute, they could stop her mutation by knocking her out. But out by herself, no one could.
Her head was in flames, and she didn't even feel the knocking out slap on her head.
* * *
"Mystique, take us down." Ling heard a male voice say.
Ling moaned a little bit, and she was able to open up her eyes a little. She saw Mystique, apparently the blue lady, at the controls with a man in the passenger seat. The man was the one that Ling had heard speak. He seemed to be an old man, but she could feel the power coursing through him even though she only saw the white back of his head.
She noticed that she was tied up, a prisoner. She was lying on one side of the helicopter seat towards the back. Sitting in the seat in front of her was a boy about her age. He was playing around with a lighter, which made a CLICK sound every time he flipped it on and off.
"Pyro, would you please stop that? It's getting quite annoying." The man said.
The boy with the lighter gave the old man a classic teenager look, but stopped doing it. Then he noticed that Ling was awake. He smiled a little bit, but gave her a strange look when Ling scowled at him.
"What the hell do you people want with me?!" Ling demanded.
Pyro looked at her thoughtfully. "You know Magneto, you did kidnap her. Don't you think she deserves to know what's going on? Heck, I'd like to know what's going on!"
Magneto, the old man, turned around and looked at the rebellious Pyro. "You will know in time, and may I remind you that you work for me now, and you will have to be patient. I am not as forgiving or patient as Charles. He may want to wait for the human race to grow up, but I will not wait that long." He added under his breath more to himself than to Pyro.
"As for you," he said, now directing his attention to Ling, "I have a proposition for you."