Slightly Out of Place: An X-Men:Evolution/Pirates of the Carribean crossover fic
Disclaimer: We most certainly do NOT own either X-Men:Evo or PotC. Yes, devistating as that is to write, we had to do it. Fortunately there is light, we own copyrights to our own characters! Shockwave belongs to Stacey Lofton and Ghost belongs to Ayashe. Aliana is on loan from Aliana LeBeau.
Chapter 3: Horrible Fates
Ghost and Stacey both looked at Will, then at each other; slowly beginning to understand. The already frantic Ghost's eyes got bigger as she started mumbling one word over and over "no". Stacey took a step forward, about to comfort her friend when Will stepped in between.
"I believe you're scaring the lady," he said in a tone suggesting that she step off.
Ghost was about to interject when she realized that they couldn't blow their cover. Will thought she was a high-class lady and that Stacey was a end of the social spectrum pirate. No matter how much they might dislike it, they were going to have to play the part until they found a way out.
Stacey, still inches from his face, was about to tell Will off when her friend interjected. "Um, uh, it's just that she wanted to make a trade. And um...that's why we came to you to uh...see if it was fair or not." She choose this moment to elbow her friend to play along. Stacey gave her friend the most confused look she could manage, then realized what she was supposed to do.
"Oh! Right! So, what do you think? Her turquoise necklace for my uh...scarf and medallion?" Stacey asked quickly playing it by ear.
"I don't think that's a very wise trade on behalf of the lady," he answered skeptically.
"Really? 'Cause I really like that scarf..." Lelia mused trying to think of something else to say.
"I meant making any sort of trade with a pirate," Will said giving Stacey a nasty look.
"What? Oh, uh, what was I thinking? I'll remember that next time, now if you'll excuse us," she said trying to escape the current situation when Will laid a firm hand on her arm.
"Excuse me miss, but I don't think you should be consorting with her type," he said gesturing to Stacey as if she was carrying a fatal disease.
"WHAT?!" both girls yelled. They obviously were stuck in a bad situation now. If they got split up then they might never get back to the Institute. But niether of them could think of how to get out of there with out blowing their cover.
"Either he doesn't know he's a pirate's son yet, or he's gone completely nuts," Stacey whispered.
"I'll have to choose both," Ghost whispered back before speaking to Will, "Seriously dude, it's ok, I know her, she's cool." Stacey shot Will a triumphantly smug look.
He looked at them both strangely, obviously not comprehending the slang.
"Yeah, I'm not really a pirate, and we're friends. See? No worries!" Stacey said, still trying to convince him.
"Once you're a pirate you can't go back. Your soul is already cursed," he answered with a sneer as he stepped between the two girls again.
"Mind if I use that line later?" Stacey said sarcastically under her breath.
"I don't think you understand," Lelia said trying to break free.
"I understand that I cannot let a lady consort with pirates," he replied as he led her away by force.
"You're kidnapping me?!"
"I'm saving you from a horrible fate."
Social Spectrum-In short the light spectrum (ROYGBIV) but with the statis quos of high school.