I'm hoping to make multiple chapters uploaded at once a habit. That's because I always love it when one of my favorite stories is updated and the more I get to read, the happier I am.
Now- don't own X-men:evolution, only my own charecters.
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The next morning, a Tuesday, he woke up early enough to grab a pop tart from Fred before running out to the jeep to enjoy his stolen scrap of breakfast. Normally, he'd also snatch a few flies, but someone had taken out the trash and there weren't many of them hanging around. Besides, with his meals the last two nights he hadn't had to stoop that low for protein. Not long after eating he found himself flat on his back on the ground. Blinking, he took a few moments to register the fact and that he could hear Pietro snickering somewhere nearby. Oh, great, he thought, another day of torture once again.
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The next week passed both quickly and agonizingly slowly. Quickly, because there was a lot going on. Finals, parties, even a few battles with the X-men. Once again he was taken out early when Shadowcat phased him halfway through a wall and again when Iceman froze his feet to the ground and his tongue to a pole. It went agonizingly slowly because everyone was anxious for the summer vacation to start. So far, none of the X-men seemed to know about his meeting with Wolverine and so neither did the brotherhood, Acolytes, Magneto or Mystique.
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Three days before the freshmen through juniors got out (seniors got out and graduated a week before all the other grades) Mystique and Sabertooth were picked up by two metal spheres by Magneto. They had left enough cash behind in Lance's care to feed the group for the two weeks they planned to be gone. Like it'll last. More than likely they'll blow it and everything else they have on the trip and it'll be everyone for themselves. Good thing I ain't going to be around to see it, Todd thought.
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Finally the day of freedom came. Todd put his plan into action once school was out after 3:00pm. All the brotherhood members were heading out to the parking lot when they spotted a few of the X-men around their cars. Being the last day and spirits were high, they all got into a fight of course. Somewhere in the middle of it, Todd purposely managed to sprain his ankle slightly. It was enough to cause it to swell and discolor, but he could still hop on it. He played it up of course, making it seem worse than it was so he'd be left behind. Surprisingly, Lance left him enough cash for the weekend instead of making him fend for himself.
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Later, after they had all driven off, he sat on the couch with an ice pack on. So far so good, yo. I'll wait until dark, incase they forgot anything and send Pietro back for it. They also said they'd call. I doubt they will, but I should probably wait and see anyway. Yo, might as well take advantage of anything in the fridge while I can. Carefully he made his way to the kitchen and scoped out his options. Not much, but he finished off what there was in short order. Full and feeling better, he went up to his room. Taking out the duffle bag he'd used when he arrived at the brotherhood, he folded up his clothes and stuffed them in it. After careful contemplation, he decided to leave his battle suits behind. Never know if they've been bugged.
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He also packed up the three best of his blankets, his extra sneakers, his emergency lantern in which he put new batteries from elsewhere in the house, two towels, some toiletries, some of the less perishable foods he'd found, and the few meager possessions precious to him. Then he took a good long shower. Scrubbing and scouring off the grime like he'd been unable to in a long time. He brushed his teeth too, revealing them to actually be in perfect shape and pearly white. Then for a few more hours, he sat on the couch watching TV and relaxing with an ice pack on again. Finally, at about ten, the phone rang.
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"Yo, whaz up?", he answered. In the background he could hear lots of people, even Wanda shouting at Pietro. "So I guess you are still alive huh?", asked Lance sarcastically. "I guess, bit tired, but alive yo.", he replied. "You know, if you really want to come out here, I'm sure Pietro could come back and get you. He'd love a chance to get away from Wanda for a while." Todd chuckled, "Yo, sorry, but he'll just have to suffer. I'm enjoying the peace and quiet for once. You'll just have live without my charming good looks for a while." Lance snorted, "What ever will we do!", he mocked.
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There was a shriek in the background that could only belong to Wanda, followed by a loud explosion. He could almost hear Lance wince, "Look, I gotta go. You think you'll be fine until we get back on Monday?" "No problem. Don't worry about me, yo. I can handle myself for a while. I ain't no kiddy.", Todd replied. "Whatever, see ya." Click. Finally, now to cut and run. Dropping the ice pack, he quickly bound upstairs to the door to Mystiques room. Taking out a lock pick (he picked the skill up on the streets), he began working on the door.
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Within moments there was a click and he swung the door open. Ignoring the main bedroom, he made his way to the adjoining bathroom. Opening the cupboard nearest the shower, he spotted the safe. Hoping to god that she hadn't changed it, he dialed the combo. Click. The door opened. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he had held, only to gasp at what he saw inside. There must be thousands of dollars right here! Twenties, tens, some fifties, but mostly lower denominations lay stacked neatly. There were also some files leaning against the side.
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Making his decision swiftly, he took out the money from the back, then he carefully stacked some of the piles sideways and put the top layer back. This way, she wouldn't suspect anything wrong at first glance. Next he took out the files and glanced at their contents. Holy shit! Secret government plots, bases, and conspiracies! Complex attack plans, blueprints, and inside info. Lists of other mutants and their powers, lists of moles in companies and people on the take. This might be either valuable enough blackmail to keep them off me, or it will make them hunt me down that much harder.
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He decided to take them and hope for the best. He grabbed some random papers from files in a cabinet beside Mystiques desk and replaced the contents of the files with them before stuffing the valuable documents into his bag. Making sure everything looked like it had before he paused before shutting the safe. What if Sabertooth smells me in here? Looking around he spied a vial of perfume on the counter. That ought to stink up enough to hide my smell. He carefully sprayed a little in the safe, then shut it. Then he closed the cupboard and laid the bottle down on the counters edge. It wasn't shut completely and a little began leaking out. This way she'll just think it's an accident.
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Grabbing his bag he locked the door on his way out. Soon he was out in back of the house and heading over a few backyards before coming out onto the street again. Looking around he sighed in relief. No one saw, no one is following, so far so good. In a short time he made it to the train station. Even though it was late, the station was crowded with people. Taking an extra precaution, he walked around all of the platforms and touched everything. That way neither Sabertooth or Wolverine would know which train he ended up taking.
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Also to throw them off, he bought a ticket for a train heading down to North Carolina. Once he got on, he went to the opposite side of the train and hopped off of it onto another one heading someplace west. He just stepped outside when they asked for tickets and no one bothered him. Of course it would have been hard for them to see him on top of the cars anyway. There was even a complimentary dinner. True it was just a bowl of soup, some breadsticks and a soda, but it was free. He also got a good night's rest curled up in a seat more comfortable than his cot. Thus he began his journey.
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So it begins, his journey towards self discovery.
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