Kidnapped!
Part 2
A/N: Hi! Thanks for reviewing everybody! It really makes me want to write. Thanks to Selly, too. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
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Kitty blinked. Her eyes slowly drank in the scenery. She was laying on her back in the same room she had been in yesterday. Slowly, she sat up. Looking over towards the window she saw Rogue, squatting down, and looking out. Beside her Jean and Tabby were asleep. Kitty was confused. Why was she here, and why were her friends sleeping?
"Rogue," Kitty whispered cautiously. The southern girl turned to look at the other mutant.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"Like, why are they," she motioned to the two girls on the pillow-covered floor. "asleep?" her eyes widened as Rogue snorted.
"They're not asleep, Kitty, they're unconscious." Kitty gasped.
"Why!?" Rogue sighed impatiently, as if dealing with a small child.
"Because, the pain was too overwhelming."
"Oh," Kitty looked down. "So we were too?" Rogue nodded. "Well, where are we?!" finally struck with the notion that they were on an unknown jet, going who-knows-where, and nobody knew, was a little too much for the young teen. "Ohmigod, ohmigod! What are we going to do! What if nobody finds us! We'll be trapped here forever!" Tears welled up in Kitty's eyes.
"Keep it down!" Both girls looked at Tabby, who was rolling over, clutching her head.
"You're awake!" Rogue cried coming over to check on the awakened mutant.
"Now I am!" Tabby glared, then laughed. "Now where are we?" she asked, momentarily serious.
"We have no idea!" Kitty wailed, surprising both girls.
"Its okay, Kit." Rogue decided to console her friend. "We'll be fine. It's not like we're helpless or anything." Tabby nodded, then upon seeing Jean laying on the floor, ran over and began to shake her.
"Wake up Jean!" she said in a masculine voice. "It's me, your dream boy!" Jean stirred slightly.
"Scott?" she asked groggily.
"Scott, is your dream boy?" Tabby asked in her normal voice.
"Tabby?!" Jean sat up straight, then feeling the aftermath of intense pain, groaned and laid back against a wall. Remembering what she just said red spread across her cheeks. The other girls laughed, then remembering their predicament fell silent. What to do? Suddenly there was click from the key hole, and the door burst open, to reveal the two figures who had grabbed them before. The girls shrank back. The figures were covered, from head to toe in black cloth, with a slit for the eyes. Imprinted on the front was the same red fang. One of them stepped forward.
"We are the Red Fang Cult," a man's voice drifted over to them. Rogue could not suppress a snort. Red Fang Cult, hmmm, could it possibly be the big jet with the red fang on it? The other figure stepped forward, brown eyes glaring.
"You think that it is funny?" she asked. She laughed. "We'll see how funny you think it is when you meet our master." The man laughed as well.
"But first," his voice was deep and dark. "You will have to have the appropriate attire." He gestured to a door in the wall, which had just appeared.
"Where did that come from?" Kitty asked, forgetting her fear.
"Magic," the man answered. "We will be back in thirty minutes. Be ready by then." With that, the two walked away, closing and locking the door behind them. The girls looked at each other, and went to open the closet. Inside were four boxes each labeled. Shivering, the girls peered down at the boxes.
"How does he know our names?" Tabby asked, looking at the box reading Tabitha Smith'. Shrugs answered her question. Rogue stared at her box. She picked it up, deciding that things couldn't possibly get worse. She unfolded the clothing the box contained. Inside was an purple spaghetti strap midriff, with light purple sheer creating long, flowing, sleeves, neckline, and bottom to the shirt. shirt. There was also, a short purple skirt, covered in the same light purple sheer, flowing to the floor. There was also a pair of purple satin slippers. Looking up Rogue could see that each box contained the same things as hers. On a wall, four dressing rooms appeared. Sighing, the girls got up and went into their, designated room. When fully changed, the southern mutant looked in the mirror.
"We're supposed to wear these skimpy things?!" Rouge yelled, and turned to find her old clothes. "Oh my god!" They were gone. Rogue stepped out of the room and saw her friends. Kitty was in soft pink, Tabby in red, and Jean in green.
"Hey!" Kitty cried, standing up. In her hands she held a gold necklace, bracelets, earrings, and rings, all with pink gems, embedded in them. Jean stared and then, looking down at her box, discovered gold jewelry, with green gems.
"Want to help me get these things on?" Tabby asked looking around the room.
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Scott stared with rising horror, as the jet blasted away. Pietro's voice, shouting mainly four-letter words, seemed far away. Jean was gone. His best friend, companion, crush. His Jean. His eyes narrowed at the smoky trail the jet had left. He stepped forward, only to have his face meet forcefully with someone's hand.
"Whoa!" Kurt leaped back, staring at the stunned leader. "Sorry Scott. You were spacing out a little."
"A-little-he-was-completely-out-of-it-now-are-we-going-to-rescue-the-girls-or-not?" Pietro now stood with his hands on his hips next to Kurt.
"Calm down, mon ami. Remy is sure that we will find the girls." Gambit placed his hand on Quicksilver's shoulder. Scott nodded. Surveying the crew he noticed, even through the inducer, Kurt's claws had dug into the palms of his hands. Remy was sweating, and Pietro's face seemed to be permanently stuck in a glare, a change from his usual smirk. Judging that the guys would be serious in the matter of getting back the girls, he nodded again.
"Are-you-going-to-say-something?" Pietro's annoyed voice broke the silence. "Or-just-nod?" Scott's eyes narrowed, but he refrained from his usual angry retort.
"Let's go." He stated, then turned and walked away. Sighing the boys had no choice but to follow him.
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Jean shivered inwardly, careful to keep her face a mask of calm. She didn't want the other girls to know how scared she felt. This, this, …ruler, was a very powerful physic and could easily overpower her. Perhaps even Professor X. The thought scared her and she quickly pushed it out of her mind. Scott would never doubt the Professor. Scott…
The door opened to reveal the woman and man from before. The man stepped forward beckoning to the nervous girls.
"Come. You shall meet our ruler now." Rogue looked down, scowled and escorted herself out the door along with the other girls. They walked down many hallways all bedecked with the same Arabian décor. The carpeting was a rich maroon and you could see traces of mahogany on the edges. The walls were covered in golden paper, red drapes hanging from the ceiling, silver tassels still. The doors were carved in rich wood, with elaborate designs, and door handles. Finally the largest hall came to an end. A huge double door took up the wall. Silver, bronze, and gold, mixed together with rubies, diamonds, and emeralds.
"Whoever this King guy is, he like, totally knows how to live in style," Kitty whispered to Tabby.
"You better believe it. He's gotta be rich too," Tabby looked down at her silky clothes, and grinned. "Maybe I wouldn't mind staying." Kitty opened her mouth, then closed it, as the doors swung open.
"Stand." The female commanded pointing to the side of the room. It was round, and white, with silver and gold creating beautiful designs. The ceiling closed into a huge chandelier, decked out in gems, and rich cloth. In the center of the room, sat a large, white, chair, with purple cushions. It was facing the other way.
"Thank you that will be all," a voice floated over the back of the throne. The two figures bowed themselves out of the door. "Now, behold." The chair spun quickly to face them. The girls mouths dropped to the floor. "King Mathemius!" In the chair sat a shrimpy teen with sandy blonde hair, and zits sprinkled over his pale nose. "But you can call me King Matt."
"You're the ruler of the Red Fang Cult?" Rogue asked incredulously. The teen stood, then was pulled back by his huge robes. He floundered in the chair for a few seconds, then pulled himself up. Kitty giggled.
"Hello, my pet." He smiled and beckoned to her.
"Like, I'm going to listen to you, twerp." She laughed. Matt's face twisted in race as he lifted her off the ground. Kitty looked frantically at the ground then turned to the boy. "Or maybe I will." He smiled and set her down gently.
"That's a girl. I wouldn't want to have to hurt one of my harem."
"Harem?" Rogue cried out. "Yeah right. Now I'm going to give you three seconds to give us better clothes." She advanced menacingly on Matt. He laughed and smiled seductively at her.
"I like the clothes." Rogue, enraged, raced towards the other mutant. Shocked, Matt had no time to prevent the girl's fist from slamming into his cheek. There was a flash and Rogue stood clutching her head, thoughts rolling in. Suddenly she stopped. Matt shivered then rose off the floor. "Your powers are not strong enough to defeat me. Luckily for you I removed my powers from you and returned them to myself. They are too powerful for you." He gave a bark of laughter, but still edged warily around the stunned girl. He fell into his chair, clutching his bloody nose. He closed his eyes.
"Go away now." The doors swung open as the man and woman escorted them back to their room. The girls were all severely shaken. Rogue's powers had not worked. King Mathemius was indeed very powerful. But when Tabby opened her box, she found, a pair of red sweatpants.
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A/N: So now we have met him. Heh, heh. Pickles are green. Now isn't that interesting? RR
Kitty Weasley
