Disclaimer: I don't own X-men. Never have never will. * sighs *
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Okay here we go Chapter 12. Sorry it took so long and the fact that the chapter is short. But I decided to cut this chapter in half cause I still need to work on the last half. I will update by Monday hopefully. This chapter is dedicated to Eixid, who told me and I quote " And you had better get off your butt and post another chapter to " Drifters"!" end quote. This is for you. You motivated me to post this portion. I also love your fic and please update " Here's to the Good Life" Soon PLEASE! I also would like to thank everyone else that reviewed; you motivate me to keep writing.
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Drifters
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Chapter 12: Loud Mouthed Aussie
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" You fools. Idiots. Simpletons. Halfwits. Morons. Blockheads. Nitwits. Numskulls. Nincompoops." John had to chuckle at the last one. Magneto was pissed off at them, he had been ranting for twenty minutes now, and hadn't let up a bit. And he was getting worse, you could tell because the bigger metal objects in the room had started flying around dangerously close to their heads. Magneto paused and glared at John standing in between the two giants, Peter and Creed. " I can't believe you, you of all my warriors. My top mutants can't even handle a simple meager task. Get the girl and bring her here. How hard is that? Why couldn't you just follow my orders and just do as I asked?" He still continued to rant but it began to slow a bit, John thought it was because he had ran out of words to insult them with.
In the center of all this chaos Peter and Creed did not move at all. They stood there, stoned faced not even blinking. John on the other hand was flinching at everything coming with in four feet of himself. He couldn't hold still for the life of him. Even if a small paperclip came at him he would jump behind Peter. The first time he did Peter glanced back at him but then returned his attention back to the ranting Magneto.
By now you could tell he was calming a bit cause the flying metal object in the room had slowed down and began to land simultaneously about the room. Magneto glared at the three of them, the room was now dead silent and knowing John he had to open his big mouth right then. " Look Mags, it's not like this is a major set back. We still have Max and Wolverine so well get her back and then you can go and fulfill your plans of revenge. So cheer up mate." Pyro said trying to lighten the mood. Unfortunately it only made Magneto even madder. Magneto gave Pyro an infamous death and got right up close and personal into John's face.
" St. John, for your sake you had better pray that she takes the bait." He said slowly and deadly. Pyro was terrified, he was looking right into Magneto's ice-cold eyes. Those eyes were like piercing into his soul, at least that's what it felt like. John was shaking in his boots and wished more than anything that Magneto would leave. Some how John managed to nod his head in response to show Magneto he was listening, and then gulped. Magneto smirked and for an instant John forgot about his fear and saw where Pietro got that stupid little smirk of his. Magneto backed up and began to walk away, but turned to have a final word, " However.you three have a small chance to redeem yourselves. Retrieve Gambit within 48 hours." He then exited through a huge metal door, leaving the three of them alone.
John released a breath he didn't know he was holding, and collapsed onto he ground. He looked up to see Creed still stone still and frowning. Peter was in the same position only with his arms crossed over his chest shaking his head at the Aussie. It was at that moment that John really wished the cocky Cajun was here, it was so creepy and boring at times with these two, they rarely talked and when they did it was mostly to yell at him. " Well that went well." John finally commented.
" Shut up John!" Both Creed and Peter yelled at him. Creed growled and walked over to a metal table at the far end of the room muttering something about stupid kids and how do I get my self into these things. Carefully he picked up a small rectangle shaped devise emitting a faint white light from a small screen.
" Let's get this over with. The worst that could happen is Trask has him, but I doubt that." Creed then motioned for them to follow him, with the small black box still in his hands. John wanted to know what the heck that little thing was but wasn't in the mood to get yelled at again. No he would wait, wait or just take it and figure out on his own. Either way John saw himself getting yelled at.
They walked out of the same door that Magneto had exited from before hand, into a bright metal hallway leaving the trashed dark room behind. Their boots clicked and echoed threw out the empty halls. Creed and Peter walked in front and John trailed behind, fiddling with his lighter. A habit he's had since before his mutation. It was when he saw his father light a cigar with a beautiful silver engraved lighter, he flipped it open the closed it in one swift fluid motion that was considered pretty cool for the ten year old Aussie. After that he bought himself a lighter and enjoyed just repeating the swift fluid motion over and over again. It wasn't until he had had it for almost a year that he discovered his powers. It was when he was staring at the flames and running his hands threw the flames, just twirling his hand about it, when all of a sudden the flames moved at his will, they circled about his hand and continued to grow until his father walked in a broke his concentration making the flames disappear instantly. John was snapped out of his memories when he ran right into the back of Creed, who growled but didn't say a word. Peter gave John the shhh sigh with his finger to his lips so for the time that day the Aussie held his tongue.
John tried to look over the two giant landmasses but couldn't see, so he opted for plan B and dropped down to the floor, he lay on his stomach peering between Peters legs and saw Pietro carrying a body bag, talking to Magneto. John's first thought was oh God not Remy. He remained silent and strained his ears to listen. As he tried he thought of how lucky Creed was to have super hearing. John couldn't hear a single word and when he finally could all he heard was Magneto saying, " Pietro take are guest here to the infirmary and get her clean up. I must see to are other two guests." Pietro nodded and sped off. It was then John realized that the body appeared to be to small for a male, but it looked too large for a Sheila though. Magneto glared at the three of them causing John to jump up from the floor. " Well, Why are you three just standing around here? Go retrieve Gambit or it will be your heads instead of his." He threatened. John gulped and self- consciously rubbed his hand over his neck as he followed Peter and Creed out of the base to a small metal plan.
" So what was that about?" John asked Creed knowing very well he heard everything. Creed didn't answer though; he just glared at the Aussie. " Fine don't tell me." Peter took the front co-pilot seat next to Creed whom took the controls. The two started flicking some switches as the plane more like a jet started up, creating a loud screeching sound as the engines fired up.
" Buckle up." Was all Creed said before they took off. John wasn't even in his seat yet and they had already taken off. He flew to the back wall of the jet and hit his hard head against an even harder metal wall of the jet. " Kids." John heard Creed mutter as he rubbed his head, John scowled at the over grown Pussy Cat. It was then again that he really missed Remy. At least with Remy there someone at east was on his side. John sighed and decided for once to take the high road and just sat down and buckled up, sitting there staring out the window fiddling with his lighter.
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Authors Note: Okay once again sorry for the short chapter. I want to tell you guys why I put Toad in the last chapter. I have no idea why I just like the little slim ball. So if you don't like him tuff. I'll try and update by Monday, I'm stuck at home cause I'm sick anyway so, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter and I'll show you what's going on to Logan and Embers in the next chapter as well as Remy and Rogue. I am also sorry for the lack of Romyness in this fic but I'm leading up to it, in about two, three chapters probably. SO please be patient. Until the next chapter: Bad Memories.
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Take Care, Rogue Star
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Okay here we go Chapter 12. Sorry it took so long and the fact that the chapter is short. But I decided to cut this chapter in half cause I still need to work on the last half. I will update by Monday hopefully. This chapter is dedicated to Eixid, who told me and I quote " And you had better get off your butt and post another chapter to " Drifters"!" end quote. This is for you. You motivated me to post this portion. I also love your fic and please update " Here's to the Good Life" Soon PLEASE! I also would like to thank everyone else that reviewed; you motivate me to keep writing.
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Drifters
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Chapter 12: Loud Mouthed Aussie
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" You fools. Idiots. Simpletons. Halfwits. Morons. Blockheads. Nitwits. Numskulls. Nincompoops." John had to chuckle at the last one. Magneto was pissed off at them, he had been ranting for twenty minutes now, and hadn't let up a bit. And he was getting worse, you could tell because the bigger metal objects in the room had started flying around dangerously close to their heads. Magneto paused and glared at John standing in between the two giants, Peter and Creed. " I can't believe you, you of all my warriors. My top mutants can't even handle a simple meager task. Get the girl and bring her here. How hard is that? Why couldn't you just follow my orders and just do as I asked?" He still continued to rant but it began to slow a bit, John thought it was because he had ran out of words to insult them with.
In the center of all this chaos Peter and Creed did not move at all. They stood there, stoned faced not even blinking. John on the other hand was flinching at everything coming with in four feet of himself. He couldn't hold still for the life of him. Even if a small paperclip came at him he would jump behind Peter. The first time he did Peter glanced back at him but then returned his attention back to the ranting Magneto.
By now you could tell he was calming a bit cause the flying metal object in the room had slowed down and began to land simultaneously about the room. Magneto glared at the three of them, the room was now dead silent and knowing John he had to open his big mouth right then. " Look Mags, it's not like this is a major set back. We still have Max and Wolverine so well get her back and then you can go and fulfill your plans of revenge. So cheer up mate." Pyro said trying to lighten the mood. Unfortunately it only made Magneto even madder. Magneto gave Pyro an infamous death and got right up close and personal into John's face.
" St. John, for your sake you had better pray that she takes the bait." He said slowly and deadly. Pyro was terrified, he was looking right into Magneto's ice-cold eyes. Those eyes were like piercing into his soul, at least that's what it felt like. John was shaking in his boots and wished more than anything that Magneto would leave. Some how John managed to nod his head in response to show Magneto he was listening, and then gulped. Magneto smirked and for an instant John forgot about his fear and saw where Pietro got that stupid little smirk of his. Magneto backed up and began to walk away, but turned to have a final word, " However.you three have a small chance to redeem yourselves. Retrieve Gambit within 48 hours." He then exited through a huge metal door, leaving the three of them alone.
John released a breath he didn't know he was holding, and collapsed onto he ground. He looked up to see Creed still stone still and frowning. Peter was in the same position only with his arms crossed over his chest shaking his head at the Aussie. It was at that moment that John really wished the cocky Cajun was here, it was so creepy and boring at times with these two, they rarely talked and when they did it was mostly to yell at him. " Well that went well." John finally commented.
" Shut up John!" Both Creed and Peter yelled at him. Creed growled and walked over to a metal table at the far end of the room muttering something about stupid kids and how do I get my self into these things. Carefully he picked up a small rectangle shaped devise emitting a faint white light from a small screen.
" Let's get this over with. The worst that could happen is Trask has him, but I doubt that." Creed then motioned for them to follow him, with the small black box still in his hands. John wanted to know what the heck that little thing was but wasn't in the mood to get yelled at again. No he would wait, wait or just take it and figure out on his own. Either way John saw himself getting yelled at.
They walked out of the same door that Magneto had exited from before hand, into a bright metal hallway leaving the trashed dark room behind. Their boots clicked and echoed threw out the empty halls. Creed and Peter walked in front and John trailed behind, fiddling with his lighter. A habit he's had since before his mutation. It was when he saw his father light a cigar with a beautiful silver engraved lighter, he flipped it open the closed it in one swift fluid motion that was considered pretty cool for the ten year old Aussie. After that he bought himself a lighter and enjoyed just repeating the swift fluid motion over and over again. It wasn't until he had had it for almost a year that he discovered his powers. It was when he was staring at the flames and running his hands threw the flames, just twirling his hand about it, when all of a sudden the flames moved at his will, they circled about his hand and continued to grow until his father walked in a broke his concentration making the flames disappear instantly. John was snapped out of his memories when he ran right into the back of Creed, who growled but didn't say a word. Peter gave John the shhh sigh with his finger to his lips so for the time that day the Aussie held his tongue.
John tried to look over the two giant landmasses but couldn't see, so he opted for plan B and dropped down to the floor, he lay on his stomach peering between Peters legs and saw Pietro carrying a body bag, talking to Magneto. John's first thought was oh God not Remy. He remained silent and strained his ears to listen. As he tried he thought of how lucky Creed was to have super hearing. John couldn't hear a single word and when he finally could all he heard was Magneto saying, " Pietro take are guest here to the infirmary and get her clean up. I must see to are other two guests." Pietro nodded and sped off. It was then John realized that the body appeared to be to small for a male, but it looked too large for a Sheila though. Magneto glared at the three of them causing John to jump up from the floor. " Well, Why are you three just standing around here? Go retrieve Gambit or it will be your heads instead of his." He threatened. John gulped and self- consciously rubbed his hand over his neck as he followed Peter and Creed out of the base to a small metal plan.
" So what was that about?" John asked Creed knowing very well he heard everything. Creed didn't answer though; he just glared at the Aussie. " Fine don't tell me." Peter took the front co-pilot seat next to Creed whom took the controls. The two started flicking some switches as the plane more like a jet started up, creating a loud screeching sound as the engines fired up.
" Buckle up." Was all Creed said before they took off. John wasn't even in his seat yet and they had already taken off. He flew to the back wall of the jet and hit his hard head against an even harder metal wall of the jet. " Kids." John heard Creed mutter as he rubbed his head, John scowled at the over grown Pussy Cat. It was then again that he really missed Remy. At least with Remy there someone at east was on his side. John sighed and decided for once to take the high road and just sat down and buckled up, sitting there staring out the window fiddling with his lighter.
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Authors Note: Okay once again sorry for the short chapter. I want to tell you guys why I put Toad in the last chapter. I have no idea why I just like the little slim ball. So if you don't like him tuff. I'll try and update by Monday, I'm stuck at home cause I'm sick anyway so, I hoped you enjoyed this chapter and I'll show you what's going on to Logan and Embers in the next chapter as well as Remy and Rogue. I am also sorry for the lack of Romyness in this fic but I'm leading up to it, in about two, three chapters probably. SO please be patient. Until the next chapter: Bad Memories.
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Take Care, Rogue Star