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Chapter Seven – The naming.

A week and a half later

"I-I can't b-believe Brodi's m-middle name is W-Winston!!" Psymon cackled, almost rolling on the floor with laughter.

"Oh, shut up!" Brodi's voice was heard from the kitchen.

Elise looked up from her magazine. "Oh yeah? What's yours?"

Psymon stopped laughing immediately. "I don't, uh, have . . . one,"

Griff snorted. "Even Moby can lie better than that,"

"Hey!" Moby said, indignant.

"Come on, Psy, tell us," Zoë said. It had to be bad if Psymon reacted like that.

"No way. I will take that secret with me to the grave," Psymon promised.

"Well, there are other ways," Sandy said, and then bolted from the room.

"Where the hell is she going?" Psymon asked. Alex, who was sitting on the settee with a face like a thunderstorm and ignoring the lot of them, breathed an irritated sigh.

"Honestly, you lot are so unbelievably stupid. She's gone to check Rahzel's file on you, Psymon, because we all had to fill in our middle names on the application form to get onto the tour. Now if you lot don't mind I'm-" she stood up, but stopped, suddenly smelling the fry up that Nate was cooking. "Going to throw up," she finished, with a queasy look on her face. Without another word, she ran out of the room in a similar fashion to her best friend moments before.

Before anyone could figure out her strange behaviour – she had been snapping at all of them for a while now – they heard the unmistakable sound of Sandy laughing her head off somewhere upstairs.

"Shit," Psymon muttered, and bolted out of the room. Eager to find out the joke, the rest followed him up to Rahzel's office, where they promptly found Psymon wrestling his file out of Sandy's hand (hardly anything to write home about, what with Psymon's super strength and Sandy in fits of hysterical laughter)

"Y-your m-m-middle name i-is -" Sandy hiccupped.

"NOOOOO!" Psymon yelled, jumping on her to prevent her from finishing the sentence. His attempts where in vain, however, as Griff had picked up the abandoned file from the floor.

"Marco?!?!?!"

The entire group burst into laughter as soon as they heard the name – Moby was even reduced to his knees, banging his fists on the floor.

"SHUT UP, THE LOT OF YOU!!!" Psymon yelled. "My great-grandmother was Italian,"

"Psymon Marco Stark," Zoë said, and then burst into a fresh wave of laughter. "T-that means your initials are PMS!"

The group laughed even harder at this – a dangerous thing, considering Griff could lose his bladder control at any second.

"Shut up! Just – SHUT UP!" Psymon yelled, storming out of the room. The group quietened, and watched his back retreat.

"Whoa," Sandy said, wiping her eyes. "Must be that time of the month,"

They all smirked at each other, and then Griff jumped up, sticking himself accidentally to the door.

"Whoops," he said. Nate pulled him off, and Griff started jumping around again. "I have a brilliant beyond brilliant idea,"

"No, Griff, we don't want to play stuck in the mud again," Sandy sighed.

"We didn't want to play it the first time!" Moby exclaimed.

"No – look! We're in Rahzel's office. Who else, d'ya reckon, has funny middle names?"

"The boy's a genius," Sandy said, ruffling his hair.

A while later, Sandy left to find Alex. After checking her room, a quick sweep outside and anywhere else she could think of, she located her friend in the bathroom.

"What the hell are you doing in here?" Sandy asked.

"In case I get the urge to throw," Alex said. "Again,"

"You still haven't told Moby,"

"No, I haven't,"

"You really should,"

Alex sighed, running her hands through her long hair. "Bullshit. I mean, think about it. I just walk up to him and say 'Hi Moby! Remember that one night when we were very, very drunk and we did something very, very stupid? Guess what! I'm pregnant! I'll see you later!' Not likely, Sand,"

"He'd want to know,"

"Yeah right. He'd freak. He'd go nuts. Can you imagine Moby with a baby? Can you imagine me with a baby? I am a baby! I'm barely old enough to drink legally. I can't be a mother – I mean, what'll Mum and Dad say? I'm supposed to be their little girl – you know what they're like! They'd probably have a heart attack. Dad still thinks I'm a virgin, for God's sake. What the hell am I gonna do?"

"Tell Moby," Sandy insisted. Alex rolled her eyes.

"Apart from that,"

"Tell Moby,"

"I could run away!" Alex said, completely ignoring Sandy. She sat up straight. "Mexico! I could go to Mexico!"

"Don't be stupid, you're not going anywhere. First things first: you have to tell Moby. We'll deal with your parents on the kid's third birthday or something,"

Alex smiled slightly at Sandy's lame joke. "Right. Ok, I've got to talk to Moby," she said, with a determined look on her face. "I can do this. I can do this. Sand, I can't do this,"

"Yes you can,"

"But what if he wants nothing to do with us?"

"Then my foot will find his ass, that's what,"

"Ok, ok. I'll tell him. Later,"

"Alex!"

"I will tell him! When I know what I'm gonna say,"

"Ok," Sandy said. She perched on the side of the bath. "Hey, this'll cheer you up. Guess whose middle name is Lesley,"

Alex thought for a second, and then realization dawned on her face. "Viggo L. Rollig!"

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Later on that day the majority of the SSX circuit, (including a still very pissed off Rahzell) were in the lounge either playing games, reading, beating Yoshi again on Mario cart double dash, to pass the time.

Psymon in an event to sort this out walked over to Rahzell. "So can we board tomorrow?" He asked.

"No." Rahzell replied.

"Please?" Psymon repeated. "I asked nicely."

"No." Rahzell stated again, much to everyone's annoyance.

Psymon's pierced eyebrow twitched. "Elise'll give you he-"

"PARDON!?" Elise yelled.

Psymon shut up.

"Rahzell, please? Let us board." Nate said reasonably, "It was only three-"

"ONE!" Kaori shouted.

"O.K, one person that did it." Nate said as Psymon gave him the finger behind Rahzell's back.

"O.K then." Rahzell said, "That person's on probation and you lot can board if you tell me who it was."

Mac was about to speak when Psymon took the door off its hinges. Everyone closed their mouths. Sandy swore under her breath.

"What was that Thomas?" Rahzell asked

"Nothing!" Sandy spat. Leaning over to Alex she muttered, "Have you told Moby yet?"

"No." Alex said, "Later!" She hissed

"Do it or I will!"

"That's not fair!" Alex replied.

"Do it!" Sandy hissed.

IN MY OWN TIME!" Alex yelled.

Everyone turned to them. Sandy growled, "Fine. I'll see ya when you do." With that she stood up, grabbed her nearest board and kicked open the front door. It slammed behind her

"O.K . . . " Elise said, "What was that about?"

"Nothing!!" Alex cried standing up. She grabbed Moby's wrist and yanked him out the door.

Brodi sighed in exasperation.

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"Pussy," Sandy muttered to herself as she stormed down to the top of SnowJam. "What a pussy, like she couldn't have fucking told him!" Sandy was unaware of the eyes following her.

"Sir, we're ready to go in there."

"Excellent, on my mark. I want NO deaths, do you all here me? Ok, knock them out,"

"All of them? Even the ones with no powers?"

"Leave them there,"

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Alex gulped, sitting Moby down on her bed. "I have to tell you something, and this is hard for me . . . just promise you won't get angry."

"O.K love," Moby said, thoroughly confused.

Alex took a very deep breath. "Moby, remember that night we got drunk?"

"Yeeeessss," Moby replied, drawing out the word, unsure of where she was going with this.

"Well . . ." Alex paused "I know we were careful, because, you and me, we're always careful, but sometimes careful just isn't enough-"

Alex was cut off by the windows shattering. She screamed as shards of glass pierced her skin and a group of heavily armed men entered through the window.

Their alien green goggle eyes looked at her and, being a woman in the middle of something important, and an emotional one at that, she got pissed.

"CHRISTSSAKE, CAN YOU GIVE US A MINUTE?! HERE I AM, TRYING TO TELL HIM I'M CARRYING HIS CHILD AFTER WE GOT DRUNK AND MADE WILD AND SPONTANEOUS LOVE, AND YOU COME BURSTING HERE WITH YOUR GUNS AND STUPID UNIFORMS, YOU BASTARDS! YOU FUCKING REJECTS! COME BACK IN ABOUT FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!!!!" She yelled, now completely out of breath.

The FBI politely ignored her. "Moby Jones and Alex Taylor?"

"WHAT!?!?!?!" Alex screeched.

Moby winced

"You're under arrest."

There were two bangs as tranquilliser darts headed towards them. Alex sped out the way as Moby fell to the floor. "MOBY!" She yelled.

Thinking again she ran down the stairs into the lounge were everyone else was.

"RUN!!!!!!!" She screamed

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Sandy growled and gave up boarding. Flinging her board to the side she huffed down on the snow cursing. At this moment in time she hated everyone, Psymon was acting all 'big headed' as he was head of peak 3, Alex was being a moody bitch, and this vampiricness!. . .  It sucked; it had been cool at first . . . now she hated it. It changed everything. What if Griff was right? What if it did turn into X-Men gone wrong? Her life was fucked enough already let alone this shit.

Heh. She smirked a little at the irony. Kyle would be laughing now if he saw her like this. Smirking more she heard an almost silent rustle behind her. Almost silent that is . . . her ears made no mistake. Someone was there.

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Several things happened all at once in the lodge. Nate grabbed Griff and ran from the room carrying the little 'booger' under his arm. Marisol stood and screamed. Elise went invisible as Zoë turned back into a bee and hid, at the same time Allegra ran through the walls.

Mac and Kaori ran from the room to be hit two minutes later by tranquillising darts from an FBI agent outside the door.

Psymon swore and followed Brodi out of the room through the kitchen punching two people through the wall as Brodi blocked darts with His telepathy. "Where's Sandy, Alex and Moby!?" Brodi cried.

"Do I look like I know?!" Psymon cried as Alex dashed into the room taking two guys out with her.

"More." She gasped, "Coming from upstairs."

"We have to get out of here." Brodi said

"What about the others?" Psymon asked

"They have Moby, Kaori and Mac already." Alex wheezed.

"God damn it." Psymon said, "Lets go!"

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Sandy blinked a bit, then scowled. What the hell was going on? Scowling more heavily she spoke. "The turds behind the bushes who don't know the word meanings of ultra sensitive hearing better get your asses out here now before I make sure you don't walk again."

A circle of guns turned to her as the FBI came out of the bushes answered her request.

"Sandy Thomas." Sandy raised and eyebrow "You're under arrest for-"

"Being different to you, whatever, I've been different to you bozos my whole life and you only notice when I get fangs? You idiots."

"Are you gonna come quietly?"

Sandy noticed the heartbeat of the guy speaking to her was faster than usual. Smirking she replied, "What do you think? You probably have half of my friends anyways so what's the point of not fighting?"

"You aren't gonna come quietly then?" He asked.

Sandy shook her head slowly. "No." She replied, "Not without a fight." With that she jumped into the air and went behind him to whack him around the head and knock him out. "Bastard." She huffed.

Not realising the others Sandy screamed as a gunshot was let off. The pain ringing through her ears was unbearable as she crouched down and covered them. Sandy roared as the tranquilliser dart from the gun pierced her stomach. Sandy only had time to pull it out and fling it away before everything went black and she fell into the snow.

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Nate continued running with Griff through the house when he felt Griff shout out.

"Nate! Lemme go!"

"No you idiot! We gotta get to safety!"

"Transport!!!" Griff yelled

"I haven't learnt to transport other people yet!!" Nate yelled back.

Griff growled and leapt out his arm bouncing off the walls to upstairs.

"GRIFF!" Nate yelled turning around. Nate cursed with pain as a small dart pierced his neck from behind. Having no clue where he was going he transported himself away from the lodge. The last thing Nate saw was Sandy being carried off.

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