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Family guy. However WE DO OWN THIS STORY!!!!!!
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Faith: I think hell just froze over
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She'd appreciate it.
Super Powers 3
The next morning, when everyone woke up, they found the lodge's paramedic
room full of people, from the doctor and nurse to their friends, enemies and
some officials.
The events of yesterday tumbled back into Alex's mind. Super powers . . .
they all have super powers. Alex's was super speed. Groggily, she asked,
"What's everyone doing here?"
Seeiah looked over at her. "You're awake! We were told you might never wake
up!"
"Huh? But we were awake yesterday!"
"And that's why the nurse fainted," Seeiah said, indicating to Rita Fisher.
"What?" Alex said sitting up. "Oh yeah. Psymon said she could wait,"
"Psymon would," Viggo implied. Psymon, who was now sat up in bed, grinned.
"Yeah well, at least you don't see me running around screaming like a little
girl when my riding partner flies through a wall!" Psymon shot at him.
"Shut up!" Viggo said.
"Great defense you got going there," Alex yawned, pulling her covers back
and standing up. "I need to go to the bathroom," she informed them, and
walked out of the paramedic's room.
"Wake the others up," the doctor instructed.
"How?" J.P asked
"Shout?" The doctor suggested
"I wouldn't do that if I were you," Psymon said "Not unless you lot wanna be
on the lunch house special for one person,"
"What are you on about Stark?" Eddie asked
"You do not want to shout," Psymon advised. The doctor looked around at
them, and told them to ignore Psymon and shout.
Big mistake.
"YOU FUCKING PIECES OF SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!"
Sandy sat straight up in bed, cursing at the top of her voice and holding
her hands over her ears. Consequently, everyone else woke up and Moby
gracefully fell out of bed.
"BOLLOX!"
"SHUT IT, JONES! IN FACT, SHUT IT, EVERYONE!" Sandy wailed. Everyone who had
experience of Sandy's hypersensitive hearing immediately closed their gobs.
Everyone else looked around, confused.
"Right," The doctor said. "This is strange. Scientific methods told us that
you wouldn't wake up for at least a month, if ever, and yet it's been two
days. Something very strange has happened to you lot,"
"No shit, Sherlock," Smurfette said. The doctor looked at her and jumped out
of his skin.
"JESUS CHRIST!!!"
"SHUT UP!!!!"
They then noticed Sandy and Kaori.
"JESUS CHRIST!!"
"Yes, yes, Sandy and Kaori have had a makeover, Jesus Christ, blah, blah,
blah, weren't you telling us something?" Psymon said in a bored tone.
"Yes . . . well. The blood samples we took from you lot indicated that the
cells in your bloodstream have been multiplying and mutating at an
extraordinary rate. Normally it takes thousands of years, but the toxic
waste in the tanker has screwed it up. We have no idea what the consequences
are,"
"We do," Psymon said cheerfully.
"You do?"
"Sure," Psymon said, lifting the Doc of the ground with minimum effort. "We
have super powers,"
"I'm dreaming,"
"No, actually, you're not," Allegra said, walking through numerous beds and
chairs.
"How come we don't get any super powers?" Viggo moaned.
"Because you lot weren't caught in the blast," Psymon explained. "Besides,
Viggo, you have a super power,"
"Oh, and what's that?" Viggo asked.
"The ability to co-ordinate your wardrobe," Psymon explained. Cue sniggers.
"Hey, at least when I go out I look good, Stark, unlike you who just throws
anything on," Viggo argued.
"Loser," Moby coughed.
"What's the matter, Jones? Bad throat?" Rahzell asked.
"Seems so, probably the weather, mate,"
"If you say so," Rahzell raised an eyebrow. "So you lot are all O.K? You
have no radiation poisoning or super powers at all?"
"Nope," Eddie replied "Not that we know of,"
"Great," Rahzell said "But what about the rest of you? How are we going to
get rid of your abilities-"
"Get rid of!!" Elise exclaimed, "You must be joking!"
"Well no-"
"Rahzell we can do amazing stuff you really think we're go gonna let this
go!" Mac said creating a little bunch of sparkly flames in his left hand.
"Yeah, when you find out what your power is, you won't want to let it go,"
Elise said.
"Unless it's as crappy as Marisol's fingernails," Alex put in. Marisol just
'humph'ed.
"Listen, you guys, we can't keep this powers-" Rahzell said.
"Well, what are we gonna do? Take them back? We didn't exactly get a
receipt, mate," Moby said.
"Don't you be cocky with me, Jones, or you'll be off this tour faster than
you can blink!" Rahzell said.
"OOH, scared," Moby joked.
"JONES!"
"Hey, has anyone noticed how it was really sunny two minutes ago and now
there's a storm?" Kaori asked, looking out of the window.
Rahzell turned and looked out of the window. The moment he began to calm
down, the storm lessened. Concentrating, he made the storm stop completely
and return to its original state.
"Wow," Alex said.
"Rahzell can control the weather!"
"WHY DOES EVERYONE ELSE GET BETTER POWERS THAN ME?"
"Psy, you've got super strength. Not exactly fingernail-standard," Sandy
told him.
"I know, but controlling the weather is so cool," Psymon pouted.
"Don't be a baby. At least you don't look like one of the damned, just
because I like Queen of the damned doesn't mean I actually want to become
one. Even if it does mean I've got more chance with Stewart Townsend,"
"Yeah but you don't understand," Rahzell put in, "If the government or the
SSX officials find out, hell knows what'll happen!"
"Why?" Nate asked
"Well, the officials are gonna think it highly dangerous and with thirteen
of you with super powers and the others not, it's gonna be very one-sided
when it comes to competing-"
"Yeah, but the people without powers are crap anyway," Psymon said.
"Shut it, Stark. We'll be treated like freaks! Scientists will give anything
to experiment on us!"
"Nothing new there, then," Psymon said, leaning back in his chair.
"I said shut it. No one can find out about this, I mean it,"
"But Kaori and I can hardly hide ours, can we?" Sandy said.
"You two will have to keep inside most of the time, and when you go out
you'll have to find a way to cover you . . . new body parts," Rahzell told
them. Sandy crossed her arms and looked moody.
"Great," She muttered under her breath. "Now I'm under fucking house
arrest,"
"But it's a bit weird if we don't compete," Kaori said. Rahzell seemed to
take this in.
"Kaori, you wings are your accessory anyway, and those stupid vampire wings
of Sandy's are hers, so you can pull that off. As for your antennae and
Sandy's ears . . . well, wear a hat,"
" . . . Useless bastard . . . " Sandy muttered under her breath.
"What was that, Thomas?" Rahzell asked.
"Nothing to do with you," she snapped. Psymon stood up.
"I need food,"
"Yeah, me too," Alex said, and any good friends of Sandy's quickly made
themselves scarce, knowing her mood swings.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Soon all fourteen of them were in the kitchen, sitting at the table. A few of them were eating generally Moby, Sandy and Alex, who were deprived of
food before the accident.
"This is all very weird. You do realize we're going to have to learn how to
live with these powers?" Alex said.
"Grrr," Sandy growled, reaching for more food. They all looked at her
strangely, but dismissed it as Vampire side effects.
"Yeah, I know," Psymon said, who was leaning against the draining board. "I
mean, we'll all have to adjust. Sandy's vampire-ness, Alex's super speed,
Brodi's telekinesis and telepathy, Moby's x-ray vision, Allegra's walking
through walls, Zoë's morphing ability, Mac's fire, Kaori's levitation,
Nate's teleportation, Elise's invisibility, Griff's lizard-like tendencies,
Rahzell's Weather control, my super strength-" To enforce his point, he
picked up the fridge and spun it around on his index finger, and then put it down again. "-And Marisol's super amazing ability to grow her fingernails,"
Sniggers-mainly from Sandy, Alex, Allegra and Elise- were heard around the
table.
"We should train ourselves to control our power," Rahzell said.
"We can control our power, doofus," Zoë said. To demonstrate her point, she
morphed into Rahzell and put on a highly boring voice. "Could we please
enroll Mr. Dickhead here at Loser's Academy for Pointless and Stupid
Comments,"
"Zoë, love, please, morph back. It's bad enough when there's one of him, let
alone two!" Moby exclaimed. Zoë smirked and changed back to her usual self;
while Rahzell stood up, ready to yell at Moby.
"JONES!"
"ACK!"
"IF YOU TWO DON'T MIND, WE ARE TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT WE ARE GOING TO DO
HERE!!" Nate yelled. Rahzell sat down and Moby's face relaxed.
Suddenly Viggo walked into the kitchen. "Hey guys," he said.
"Out, Rolig!" Rahzell barked. Viggo looked slightly confused.
"I was just getting a snack-"
"Sorry, poof-boy, it's the Weekly Convention of the X-Men Gone Wrong. While
I do admit your ability to co-ordinate your wardrobe is gay, you haven't
survived an explosion lately, and therefore you don't have a ticket to Let's
Join the Circus Anonymous. So get out and take your nail files with you,"
Psymon said.
"I object to the amount of insults in the two sentences," Viggo said.
"Yeah? Well, we object to Rahzell. Out." Psymon growled. Viggo didn't move,
so Psymon picked up the fridge again.
"I'm going, I'm going!" Viggo said, and exited the room quickly.
"Now that's exactly what I'm talking about," Rahzell said, as Psymon put the
fridge on top of the counter, so that shorter people-AKA Griff and Kaori-
couldn't reach the food.
"What, Viggo being a twat?" Sandy inquired.
"No! Showing off with our powers. If we just openly use our powers, we could
get locked up. They'll think we're freaks- dangerous ones,"
"Yeah, well, I'd like to see a jail cell that would hold me now," Allegra
said confidently.
"Well, lucky you," Alex snapped. "The rest of us don't have the power to
walk through walls, so I think it best that we keep this all under wraps
unless we want to get arrested,"
"Thank you, Miss Taylor," Rahzell said, happy that someone got what he was
trying to say.
"Can I go board now?" Griff asked.
"No," Rahzell replied.
"Why not?"
"It's raining," Rahzell said.
"No, it's no- Damn you, Rahzell!" Zoë said, looking out of the window.
"Hey, practice what you preach, Rain-boy," Sandy said. Rahzell smirked at
them.
"If it's raining, then you can't board," he said, getting up. "And I have a
feeling that this little shower's gonna last all night!" with that he left
the room.
"Thanks for the update, Michael Fish!" Moby yelled after him.
"Who's Michael Fish?" Elise asked.
"English weatherman," Alex helpfully explained.
"Oh," Elise said. "I don't get why England has a weather report. I mean,
it's pretty obvious, isn't it? Today, there will be rain, tomorrow, rain,
day after that, rain, day after that, guess what? Rain."
"Ha, Ha," Sandy said, standing up and walking towards the door.
"Hey, Sand!" Moby called after her. "Your thong's off-center,"
"Piss off!" Sandy yelled, trying to cover herself up against Moby's eyes.
Moby snickered and Alex rolled her eyes. "What?" he asked.
"Honestly," Alex said, also leaving the room. Moby looked her retreating
figure up and down.
"Lookin' good, Taylor," he murmured. She poked her head back through the
doorway.
"What was that?" she asked.
"Oh- nothing," Moby replied, feeling himself go a bit red
O.K we thought the family guy was minorly funny, those who have seen it. Sorry to any Viggo's lovers, But unfortunately he is sort of..... Um what's the word oh yeah! Matt Bellamy style Camp. Talking of Matt Bellamy!!! *Starts dancing and singing* I saw Nomis I saw Nomis I saw Nomis I saw-
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