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Interesting Fact: Beethoven was actually deaf.
The Damned, Episode 1
Chapter 16: Life Is One Big Rave
"...reports are spilling in from all over the country about band of mutants that goes by the simple name The Brotherhood. It is very difficult to say whether or not this group actually exists as no video footage has been...."
"...mutants are a threat and should be dealt with accordingly...."
"...who needs video images to prove that this group actually exists? Aren't eye-witnesses enough?"
Quicksilver turned off the television in disgust. Seven major news stations and all of them were trying to uncover the "mutant secret." They're below me. "Flatscans."
"Quicksilver, your girlfriend is a 'flatscan.'" Avalanche scolded. "So is mine."
"I wasn't talking about them," he shot back, "I'm talking about those ignorant fucks that crucify us mutants in the damn media ever single day!"
"Quicksilver you are so full of shit!" Avalanche retorted in disgust, "You think you're so high and mighty. Big bad Quicksilver, here to lord over the genetically unadvanced!"
"See! You just called them genetically unadvanced!" He smiled, "You think you're better than them too."
"First of all, genetically unadvanced is scientifically correct, secondly, you just admitted to being a bigot."
"That's enough! Don't forget where you are!"
Both boys turned to see Destiny standing in the back of the jet.
"The middle of a mission is not the time to discuss differences." She crossed her arms, "Now watch those monitors, you are supposed to be backing up your team members."
Rogue crawled through the sewage system underneath the thriving city that was Tokyo. Even under the city she could hear the commotion of city life, the noises of automobiles and the general sounds of too many human beings being crammed into a small space. She thanked God that she lived in a small city, where there were still plants and people still stopped to talk to each other.
Focusing on her mission she pulled a needle out of her belt. She smiled at the convenience of her new costume. She climbed a ladder and found herself gazing out into a crosswalk. She knew no one could see her, the hustle of city life combined with the concrete shield of a sidewalk gave her more cover than she could have asked for. Rogue looked at her watch. 3:49pm. Almost time.
Scarlet Witch smiled prettily at a group of local Japanese boys. Catcalls followed. she approached the boys as shyly as possible. In Japanese she asked, "Could you kind boys help me find my way to the Konisha Towers?" She forced herself to blush, "you see I am supposed to meet my friends there and I managed to get lost."
A tall, lean boy with dyed red hair stood up. "I'll help you."
Bingo.
She put on an expression of extreme gratitude, "Oh thank you, you have no idea how much I owe you."
"No problem." He held out a hand, "My name is Yoshi Owasa."
An assumed name I see. "I'm Sara Walters." She took his hand.
"Hey Yoshi ask her if her American friends are as pretty as she!"
Yoshi looked at his group of friends, "Shut up." He looked back at Sara, "Let me show you how to get to your Towers."
Rogue looked at her watch again. 3:51pm. She groaned inwardly, why had time decided to slow down?
"Wow, thank you!" Sara exclaimed, "Leave it to me to not be able to find a hotel that towers over most of the city!"
Yoshi laughed, "No problem, many tourists do it."
Sara twirled her hair between her fingers, "Um, you've been so great to a stupid little lost girl, would you like to come up to my room with me? I'm sure my friends won't mind it, not after they hear what you've done for me."
Yoshi smiled and glanced over her figure. "Sure, why not."
Predictable little pig.
"We must have beat them here," Sara told Yoshi.
Yoshi nodded, "Chances are they're just as lost as you were."
Sara bit her lip and looked up at Yoshi through long eyelashes, "I hope they were as fortunate as I was in finding a good guide." She sat on one of the room's queen sized beds and crossed her legs.
She saw hesitation in his eyes and knew what he was thinking. How old could this American be? 14? 15? Yoshi himself was almost 22, his boyish features allowed him to pose as a teenage boy.
Afraid of losing her target she uncrossed her legs and stood up, forcing another blush, "I'm sorry, I'm foolish. I just-I shouldn't have-"
"No," He put his hands on her shoulders, "You are not foolish." His hands began to travel down her sides, "You are rather attractive."
Sara winced as he began to kiss her neck. After a few minutes she began to panic, "Yoshi you shouldn't, I'm only 14." He didn't remove the hand that was settled in between her legs.
"You can't be serious."
She stepped back, making fear evident in her eyes. She crossed her arms over her chest protectively and gazed at the floor. "I'm serious," she whispered.
"Nice try honey but you got me going and now you'll have to deal with it." He grabbed her and threw her on the bed.
Sara tried to scream but within seconds Yoshi's mouth was on hers. She pulled her mouth away, "Yoshi you should also know that I'm here to kill you."
He pulled away in confusion, "What?" Other than the agonizing scream of a man being stabbed, that was the last sound he ever made.
So predictable.
4:00pm. Finally.
Rogue smiled as she watched the herd of people crossing the street. Everyone of them had their own agenda, their own families, even businesses. Rogue cared about none of this. All she cared about was the man walking towards her, Arragoto Li.
As he stepped onto the sidewalk above her with one foot she injected a serum into his other leg quickly. She slipped back into the sewer quickly, making sure no one saw.
One week later:
"So we actually get to stay in a five star hotel?" Pietro asked.
"How else would we pull off this charade?" Wanda asked him.
"Children, shush."
"Yes Miss Adler."
Pietro, Wanda, Dominic, and Rogue were sitting in their own hotel room. It was a standard with two queen beds and connecting doors to the adults' rooms. Irene had overheard the twins fighting from the room she was sharing with Raven and had decided to put a stop to it.
"You have to remember to not argue so much." She shot a look at Dominic who had an arm around Marie, "And remember our cover stories." Dominic smiled sheepishly and let his arm drop.
"So when are we meeting our contact?" Wanda asked.
"Three oclock sharp."
"Jane do you know what I love most about San Francisco?" Dominic asked his "sister."
"I don't know, the fog?" Marie answered, keeping her accent in check.
"Nope, the freedom of rights the people of this city seem to treasure."
Marie realized Dominic was right. Since they'd entered the city she'd seen gay rights banners along side women's rights posters. From her History books Marie already knew that the West was historically where all civil rights movements gained their momentum, especially women's rights. She assumed it was because the west was young, younger than the rest of the nation anyway and settled by people looking only to gain riches. She hoped that maybe the west would be the birthplace of any future mutant rights movements.
"Cassie do you have any money?" Pietro asked.
Wanda shot Pietro a look that told him to back off.
"Oh come on Cassie, there's a gumball machine over there and I really really want something to keep my mind busy."
"John do you really think a gum ball would keep you entertained for more than two seconds."
He nodded happily.
"Fine," she handed him a quarter.
Marie looked at Wanda, "Why'd you do that? Now he's just going to think he can get whatever he wants from all of us."
"It was the only way to keep him from bothering the hell out of me."
Dominic shifted uncomfortably in his seat. "How much longer do you think it will be?"
Wanda shrugged. All four of them had been sitting in the waiting room of an office building for almost an hour. Dressed up in tourist's clothing they were sure they stood out but what could they do about it? The adults had told them to sit and wait. Pietro returned to his seat and began to tap his foot.
"Children, you are free to come in now."
Marie's ears perked up at the sound of Irene's voice. Wanda and Marie got up and did as they were told.
The room they entered was not what they were expecting. The waiting room had been so dull and brown they had expected the same thing of the lawyer's office. No, instead they feasted their eyes on the wondrous art work of Andy Worhol and Monet.
"Please be seated." The lawyer said.
They obeyed, sitting on either side of Irene.
"Okay Miss Jackson," the lawyer addressed Irene, "I was able to track down the father of your beautiful young daughters, he is currently staying in San Francisco."
Wanda and Marie feigned looks of happiness.
"Oh finally," Irene said, "Now that bastard will have to pay me the child support he's been evading all of these years."
"Yes, yes," the lawyer said as if he did not really care. "Now, your legal fees..."
"Don't worry about that," Erik cut in, "that's why my wife and I," he motioned toward Raven, "have come with Francine. We knew she could not afford to take care of all of these expenses on her own, being a single mother and all." Erik slid his credit card across the desk.
The lawyer nodded, satisfied. He then pulled out a thick file. "In here are the telephone numbers and address of your ex-husband, Mr. Tony Stark."
"Okay so now we get stuck here doing absolutely nothing while the adults go out and have fun tracking this guy down." Wanda complained.
"Wanda stop complaining, we get cable television in this room, we'll be fine." Pietro insisted, "right guys?" No answer. "Guys?" he looked at the other bed, "Oh come on could you guys not keep your lips super glued together?"
They pulled apart, blushing.
Pietro rolled his eyes, "You guys make me sick."
"Okay so what now?" Magneto asked.
"This is more than a three person job," Mystique muttered.
Erik nodded, "If we're to take on the Avengers we're going to need a whole team."
Two days later, Caldecott:
"So where do ya'll go?" Cody asked.
"Dad had a business trip," Wanda explained to her boyfriend, "he thought it would be a great opportunity for all of us to get out of the house."
"Ah wish mah mom would take us out of town."
Wanda shook her head, "No, trust me. Traveling is not all its cracked up to be. Especially when you're traveling with my family."
"Annoying?"
"More than annoying. Pietro can't sit for more than two seconds at a time and my brother Dominic can't keep his hands off of Marie for more than a few minutes and the adults fight over everything...."
"Marie and her family go with you?"
Wanda nodded, "Why wouldn't they? They're more family to me than my actual family."
"But Hillary doesn't mind havin' her daughter and her daughter's boyfriend alone together?"
Wanda frowned, "What's with the sudden concern for Marie?"
"Just wonderin' is all," he pulled Wanda into his arms, "Ah'm curious by nature."
"Okay so I've been listening to all the buzz around campus and turns out there's a rave this weekend." Mica announced this while kicking a rock along their usual path.
"Mica are you sure or is this lahk tha time ya thought Benny was gonna have a party but he was just havin' a few friends come ovah?"
Walking home from school together was always exciting. It was always the time of day the girls could share gossip or trivial news.
"Marie I'm positive, I even have an invite right here." she stopped walking long enough to pull the invitation out of her pant pocket. "It says here." She held it up for Marie to see.
"Cool. So Ah guess Ah'll have to cancel mah Friday night plans."
"Which were what?"
"Sit around until Ah thought of something ta do."
"Dude a rave in Caldecott?" Pietro sounded skeptical.
Locker rooms were useful for gossip and news as well.
"Yeah man," Cody insisted, "Ah found out about it today from Wanda."
"Wanda want's to go to a rave?" Pietro was shocked.
"Hey your sistah is way more fun than ya give her credit foh."
"I wouldn't know, she shuns her family."
Cody shook his head, "Ya'll should come, and invite everyone ya know.
Dominic stared up at his ceiling; he was the only one home. He turned his radio off. It had been playing for almost an hour and it was only starting to drown out his own thoughts. He was worried but couldn't talk to anyone about anything that was stressing him out.
The day they had gotten back from San Francisco he had seen Irene writing in her journal. He, like the others, knew what was kept in that journal and knew he should not look at it. Unfortunately Irene had left it sitting on the kitchen counter in front of him. All he'd wanted was some Jello pudding, that's all. But then this beautifully colored book had to be thrust at him.
Without paying attention to his brain he had begun to flip through the pages. He had gasped and almost dropped the book when he saw pictures of Marie being grabbed by the X-Men and Cody almost dead on a stretcher. What was worse were the images of Sinister and something even more horrifying behind him. Dominic didn't care what the other being called himself and he didn't care.
Despite the initial shock, Dominic continued to thumb through the book. He couldn't believe what he was seeing then and he still couldn't.
What did it all mean?
"You know what this rave reminds me of?" Pietro asked Carly.
She shook her head.
"A huge cartoon."
"Hey Pietro glad ya made it!" Cody yelled. Wanda wasn't too far behind him.
"Yeah bro. I always thought you were too much of a prep for this shit!"
Pietro rolled his eyes, "That's funny coming from someone dating the King of all Preps!"
Cody held up his hands in defense, "How did Ah get caught in tha cross fire!"
"Ignore them," Carly instructed, "Its how they bond."
Cody nodded. "And they're so cute too."
"Shut up!" Wanda and Pietro exclaimed simultaneously.
Marie felt the beat of whatever techno song the DJ was playing. She didn't care if she looked like an idiot on the makeshift dance floor just moving to the music. Dominic was right there with her, letting himself go. The flashing colors and wild clothing definitely appealed to them both. Being two of the only real punk fans in their town they always took criticism for the way they dressed.
Mica watched her two friends living it up on the dance floor and frowned. Is this the way Marie had felt when it was Mica and Dominic dating? Did she feel like the one on the outside?
Mica shook those thoughts out of her head as she was handed a cup of beer. "Thanks..."
"Joey," the boy reminded her.
"Right," she made a mental note to forget the boy's name. "Lets go get in there." She pulled him into the crowd.
It was almost a challenge to breath but Mica enjoyed it. She quickly lost Joey and began dancing with two other guys. She felt the grinding and smiled knowing she had most of the boys wound around her little finger.
Wanda stood away from the dance floor. She and Cody had been dancing all night and she had sent him for punch and had inadvertently lost him in the process. She thought maybe if she got out of the crowd she would be able to find him.
"Hey Pretty Girl."
"Cody, finally," but as Wanda turned she found herself face to face not with Cody but Mark. The shock must have been clear on her otherwise painted face.
"Happy to see me?" He asked.
Wanda stared mutely.
Mark smiled, "I heard about a huge rave going down in Caldecott and remembered you lived here so I thought, 'Hey, why not check it out?'"
She finally found her voice, "All the way from Georgetown?"
Mark nodded, "I found myself missing you so much after you left that I had to come visit you."
Wanda looked around nervously, "Look Mark, I'm glad you came all the way out here to visit, flattered actually, but now is not the best time."
"Oh, are you here with another guy?" Mark asked.
Wanda looked away.
"Naw, its cool," he told her, "I never thought we were seeing each other or anything but I had to come out here." Wanda was silent. "So are you and this guy serious?"
She looked into Mark's eyes, "Yeah, we are."
"Well its not like I wasn't preparing myself for something like that," he admitted. "I just hope he treats you as terrifically as you should be getting treated."
"Wanda! Ah found ya!"
Wanda turned and this time it was Cody. "Hey sweetie."
Cody looked at Mark with interest, "Hi Ah'm Cody."
Mark put his hands in his pockets, "My name is Mark, nice to meet you."
Cody nodded.
"Cody," Wanda started, "This is an old friend of mine from New York."
Cody visibly relaxed, "Good to meet you too." He turned to Wanda, "Come on lets get back out there."
"Sure," looking at Mark she said, "See you later Mark."
Mark clenched and unclenched his fists. How could Wanda be dating some prep loser like him? That Cody, or whatever his name is, couldn't possibly understand Wanda as much as I do. She can't really want to be with him, can she?
He wasn't sure exactly how he was feeling, uneasy, confused, or relieved but one thing was for sure, he had to get Wanda away from that blonde freak.
Carly giggled as she fell over. Pietro laughed as he fell next to her.
"Pietro," Carly started, concentrating as much as she possibly could, "you are totally wasted." She giggled again.
"I'm not wasted," Pietro insisted, "You are wasted."
They laughed even harder than before.
Carly tried to get up but fell over, "Man I'm thirsty, what happened to the cup I was holding?"
"I think you finished it."
Carly pondered this then frowned, "No I didn't."
"I think you did."
"No, I think you drank it all." She looked at him angrily before they both began laughing.
"Ah love this!" Marie exclaimed.
Dominic was too busy watching her dance to respond.
"This band is awesome!"
Dominic took a sip of his punch before dropping the now empty cup. "Marie do you want to get some air?"
She stopped dancing and nodded, trying to catch her breath, "Wow, didn't know Ah was so outta breath."
Dominic laughed and led her to a door. Outside they sat on the cool ground. Dominic tried to clear his head but he found it to be a very difficult task. He could barely concentrate as Marie rattled off the names of some of her favorite bands. He could only nod dumbly.
Marie did not notice any of this, she was too busy talking. She couldn't explain why but she felt very hyped, like she could keep dancing for days. She placed her head on Dominic's shoulder and began to ask him what his favorite bands were when she heard the beat of another great song being played inside.
"Dom we have to dance ta this," she pulled him onto his feet and began to dance with him.
He smiled, at least he got to have Marie all over him.
For the second time that night Wanda found herself in search for Cody. Again he had gone off for punch and again she had lost him.
"Wanda."
And of course Mark would choose this time to come talk to her. But she didn't mind it so much, "Hey Mark, what's going on?"
He shrugged, "Just thought I would come talk to you."
She smiled and giggled, "That's so sweet!"
"Wanda are you drunk?"
"No silly! I've only had punch all night!" she swayed as she spoke.
"Wanda there's…." he sighed, "Never mind."
She began to bob her head to the beat of the song.
"Where's that boyfriend of yours?"
"Who?" She asked confused, "Cody?" Before he could respond, "I lost him in the crowd." She started dancing in place, "Probably looking for Marie anyway, always did like her more than me."
Mark marveled at the way she laughed happily when she said this. Wanda probably wouldn't remember this conversation come the next morning. "Why would you say that?" He asked, not even asking who Marie was.
"He's always had this thing for her, just met me first and stuff." She laughed again, "Everyone is always going on about poor little Marie," she threw herself into a random dance, "but that little one always gets the guys. She stole Dominic from Mica and now she's taking Cody."
Mark frowned, "I'm sure that's not true."
Wanda stopped dancing and giggled, "You've never seen Marie, she's drop dead gorgeous even if she is a nut." More giggling followed this statement.
Mark put his hands on Wanda's shoulders to steady her. "A nut?"
"Yeah, I've heard Irene talk about how Marie is going to self destruct or something cuz she's…" Wanda frowned, "I don't remember the word." Her eyes brightened, "Oh yeah, cuz she has personal issues that are leading her to being a split personality."
Mark didn't point out that that was more than just a word. Instead he left Wanda standing alone. As soon as he disappeared Cody appeared in front of Wanda.
"Found ya again!" he announced, he handed her a cup of punch and had one for himself, "This is the greatest punch Ah've evah tasted!"
I'm so happy cuz today I found my friends
They're in my head
I'm so ugly that's okay cuz so are you
We've broken our mirrors
Sunday morning is everyday for all I care
And I'm not scared; light my candles in a daze
Cuz I found God, yeah, yeah, yeah…..
Mica kept her body moving, it was like the music was forcing her to continue dancing…not to mention every hot guy in Caldecott County. She smiled into the face of the guy dancing almost on top of her and almost choked.
"John!" she exclaimed through her half drunken daze.
John nodded, "Hey to you too!"
"How did you get here?" she asked.
"Tractor, bus, pickup truck, and skateboard," he told her.
Her eyes widened, "Why didn't you just take a bus from Georgetown?"
"There aren't any that come this way," he explained.
Realization hit Mica, "Oh no! Is Mark here too?"
John nodded, "This was all his idea! He heard about this rave in Caldecott and decided he had to see if the 'Love of his life' would be here. And I have to admit I loved the thought of seeing you again."
Mica smiled sweetly, "I'm glad to hear that. How long are you and Mark going to be here?"
"Well we have a hotel room for two nights so probably just until then."
Mica pulled him off the dance floor and into the outdoors. "I had to find somewhere quiet to give you my phone number," she exclaimed. She pulled lipstick out of her pocket and wrote the number on John's arm. "If you really want to hang out then you'll call me."
John kissed her so suddenly that Mica didn't have time to react. He pulled away, leaving Mica confused and dizzy.
"John," she murmured.
"Yes," he whispered.
"I think I'm drunk.
Marie had been separated from Dominic for almost half an hour and she couldn't remember how it had happened. She sighed inwardly, her boyfriend was sure to turn up sooner or later.
"Hey Marie Ah didn't think ya could talk Dominic into coming out here, especially with you."
Marie turned and tried not to hit the girl talking to her. "Hi Stacy."
Stacy sized Marie up. She had to admit, the girl had changed a lot since their elementary school days. She actually had a figure and actually talked to people. Stacy snorted, changed or not, Marie was still a freak.
"So Marie how do you do it?" Stacy asked as Marie began to walk away.
"Do what?" Marie looked at Stacy sharply.
Stacy pulled a cigarette out of her purse and lit it thoughtfully, "Fool all of the guys into thinking that you're some hot chick and not some white trash freak?"
Marie smiled and twisted her accent to make herself sound like a redneck, "Well ya know us trailer home folk. We use what we gots ta gets what we want."
Stacy blew smoke out of her nostrils, "Don't mock me or you could live to regret it."
Marie grabbed the taller girl by the arm and pulled her down to her own level.
"Hey!" Stacy exclaimed.
"Listen ta meh ya little bitch." Marie's narrowed her eyes, "Ah've had it with ya. If ya evah bothah meh again Ah'll rearrange everything on yoah ugly face, including tha new nose, until ya look like an original Picasso." Stacy struggled to free herself of Marie's grip. "Oh no sugah don't bothah tryin' ta break free. Ah ahm and always have been more strong. And trust meh, us white trash folk know more ways ta kill a person than even the U.S Military." She let go of Stacy's arm.
The girl took a step back then slapped Marie across the face. The sound of a hand meeting flesh stopped everyone around them. The silence was broken by Marie's wicked laugh.
Stacy crossed her arms over her large breasts. "What's wrong White Trash? Ya all talk, no bite?"
Before she knew what was happening, Stacy was being knocked over by Marie, Marie's teeth piercing Stacy's flesh. After she was sure Stacy had gotten the message, Marie pinned her to the floor punching her repetitively in the face making sure to break Stacy's nose.
"Marie!"
If she heard Mica calling her name she didn't acknowledge it. Instead she chose to keep punching Stacy...until she felt herself being lifted off the girl. She struggled until she heard Dominic's voice.
"Marie you win, now stop."
She relaxed every muscle in her body and looked at the bruised and bloody girl laying on the floor. She looked at her own hands covered in the girl's blood then at Dominic.
Stacy was helped off the ground by her own friends. "Marie ya are so dead." The girl stumbled off in the opposite direction, followed by her clique.
Marie felt a hand on her shoulder and almost jumped.
"Maire its about time someone put that prissy bitch in her place." Most of the crowd nodded in agreement.
"Um, thanks Roger." Marie managed to say. She turned to Dominic, "Can we leave?"
He nodded.
"Thanks Freddy," Pietro whispered.
"No problem," Freddy, the star of their school's baseball team, replied.
He had just dropped off Mica, Cody, and Carly in front of their houses and now he was dropping of Marie, Dominic, Wanda and Pietro. The seven of them had had to squeeze themselves into Freddy's compact car but they hadn't felt like walking home.
They walked up to the porch, Wanda in the lead, and carefully opened the front door.
"Are they asleep?" Pietro asked.
"Shh!" Came Wanda's reply.
They snuck into the dark house and locked the door behind them. Without communicating they knew what to do. They crept to the stairs using the technique Raven had taught them to sneak up on their enemies.
"Freeze!"
The four were stunned as the lights came on. Irene, Raven, and Erik were sitting at the dining room table, waiting for them.
"That's right," Erik said, "You guys are busted."
"Have you any idea what time it is!" Raven yelled. "Two in the morning, Three hours after the curfew set by your parents and four hours after the city curfew!"
The kids did not dare speak.
Irene did not say anything; her expression spoke volumes. They knew that she was disappointed and angry with them and that they had broken her trust.
Wanda began to wobble and Pietro held out his arms to steady her.
Erik walked up to Pietro and looked him in the eyes. "They're drunk."
Raven began yelling again, "Damn it! You know better than to be drinking, especially underage!"
Erik clenched his fists, "You are all grounded for the next two months!"
None of them protested, they couldn't, everything seemed so out of focus.
"Go to your rooms! We'll discuss the severity of your punishments in the morning!" Erik yelled.
Stumbling, they managed to climb up the stairs, fearing what was in store for them in the morning.
A/N outro: He, he, that was a fun chapter to write. Alright it has come to my attention that there are about one million different loose ends in this story. Actually it was done on purpose but now that this Episode is coming close to an end I'll tie up most of it.
Thanks to all of my reviewers you all have become like family to me, a distant family that I've never met, and I love your comments!
ishandahalf: I think the people over at Passions might kill off Chad before they reveal that he is her brother. The writers tend to love the whole killing off thing. Grr…and Whitney is a goody goody. Concerts! I just went to a Suburban Legends concert. They are the most awesome ska/punk band I've ever heard. I feel your need to ROCK! I hope you had a great time at the Cure concert; they are one of the best bands to ever come out of the 80s!
Sinister..bwa ha ha ha! He is the strangest villain Marvel ever created. Well, maybe Doom is, but still as far as the X-Men go…Sinister is the strangest. Oh and Gambit! He will definitely play a larger role as the series progresses. And the fight actually did have a point, I wasn't just hungry for a fight. But what's this about him kicking Dom's ass? Dom hasn't done anything to deserve it…yet.
enchantedlight: Every time I read your pen name I think to myself "Wow that's great. Why didn't I think of something creative or something that sounds mystical?" Anyway, thank you so much for posting your review and please feel free to pick my writing apart if you want to. Hmm…apparently I'm a glutton for punishment.
Tammy: I've been waiting to introduce Sinister and Gambit and finally I got to! Trust, there was a purpose to them meeting up with the Brotherhood. A test…maybe. Irene knows something the rest of us don't ::gasp:: As for Gambit and his meeting with Rogue. I promise that the answer to that will be revealed, not in this Episode, but it will be revealed.
Next Time on the Damned: The Avengers and Tony Stark (For real this time), teen drama, Sinister, and way way more!