Universe: Marvel Multiverse
Characters:
THE EXILES:
Mimic : Ability to "mimic" up to five other mutant abilities. Currently has Colossus' metal skin, Wolverine's powers (claws/senses/healing), Cyclops' optic rays, Northstar's speed/flight, and Beast's agility
Blink : Teleporter, has the Tallus and wields about two foot long metal blades she can fill with her teleportation energy
Magik : Teleporter. Knows dark art magic.
Nocturne : Possession powers. Can possess one person a day for unlimited length of time. Also has ability to pull a blast of energy from the universe Nightcrawler (her father) teleports through.
Gambit : Kinetic energy charging. Can charge objects with Kinetic energy. Once leader of Weapon X. Has no right arm. Expert thief.
Morph : Changeling. Can take the shape of any object or person but does not gain that person/mutants powers upon taking form. Can also change size of himself in morphs. Limited flight ability.
Extras :
- X-Police (Cyclops, Wolverine, Beast, Phoenix, Storm, Banshee and Psylocke)
- Acolytes (Magneto, Pyro, Quicksilver, Mystique, Colossus, Shadowcat, Cable and Nightcrawler)
Disclaimer: I don't own any of them. They are owned by Marvel I just borrow and play with them because I am sadistic.
Author: Christopher Tyler Johnson
Chapter 2: X-Police Part 1 of 3
Nocturne rolled out of the teleport flat on her face. She stood dusting herself looking at the surrounding area. They had just stopped a train heist by an alternate of Avalanche. Nocturne was inclined to agree with Morph that the easy mission, come on all six of them versus Avalanche, was Timebroker's way of easing them back into the swing of things. Morph and Nocturne had grown closer on that mission. Ever since Heather's death Morph and Blink were the only people Nocturne would talk to.
Morph had told Nocturne his choice to stay with the Exiles instead of returning to his universe. He had told no one else. Nocturne had to wonder if faced with the same option would she stay here? Blink seemed happy to be back. Or at least back in Mimic's arms. The two had been all over each other the last few days.
"Hey TJ. You seen anybody else?" Nocturne heard from behind her. She spun to see Magik. Of all the people on the team she loathed Magik was the worst. Magik had tried to kill Heather. Nocturne had been so lost in thought she hadn't noticed that the rest of the team was missing.
"Um...no I haven't." Nocturne said looking around once more. They were in a landscape of sorts but it was artificial. Too perfect. A park. Magik walked up next to Nocturne just as Morph came slithering, literally, in snake form up to the two ladies.
"Miss me?" Morph said changing to his normal self for the two ladies of his life, "Blink and the others are about twenty yards that way." Morph said thumbing over his shoulder in the direction he had come from.
"Why are we separated. I wish to finish these missions faster this doesn't help." Illyana said walking past Morph towards the other Exiles.
"Tallus said it has something to do with two teleporters energies. Keeps us jumping on both your signals." Morph said shrugging he honestly didn't care, "So same location just different exit ports."
"Great and I get ported with her." Nocturne said shaking he head in disgust. She followed Morph back to the team. As Nocturne walked up she saw all the other standing around waiting for the two lost exiles. Gambit, the newest Exile, was leaning against a tree not meeting anyone's eyes. He had the look of someone who had lost a love to the multiverse. Nocturne could relate.
"Hey. Glad you could join us." Mimic said his tall six foot something frame towering over Blink's back. Blink smiled flipping her now shorter purple hair behind her ear.
"Tallus is being vague. Again. It says we have to help the police do its roundups. Whatever that means." Blink said looking up to Mimic for help. The large guy shrugged.
"Who knows. What should we do?" Calvin Rankin said itching the back of his neck. He looked over at Morph waiting for a snide comment or joke but none came. The team wasn't in high spirits anymore.
"Go to the police station? If this Earth has one." Gambit said from the back, or as back as you could get outdoors. Remy walked forward his jacket pinned up where his arm had been, a permanent reminder of Hyperion, and Heather, to all the team.
"That's so simple it might actually work." Morph said and Blink nodded her agreement.
"When all else fails do the obvious." Calvin said shrugging and the six mutants exited the park into the booming New York City. So that answered the location question. They had been ported into Central Park. This city seemed to attract attention in every universe.
As soon as they left the park they heard a noise. Or rather Calvin did and spun to see Banshee hundreds of feet in the air bellowing his song of flight. Rankin smiled up to what had been a teammate of his in his universe. That was when the Irish man's song was turned on the Exiles.
The ear splitting scream shot down tearing up the sidewalk and into the Exiles. Magik ported before anyone else could even react. Mimic went into metal form taking the main of the blast as the Sonics struck hi metal chest causing vibrations around the team.
"Exiles scramble. Nocturne and Gambit drop back keep your eyes and ears open. Mimic you take care of the songbird. Magik and Morph see if you can get a vantage point now!" Blink said instantly going into leader mode. She had been raised in essentially hell she knew how to fight and organize. The universe she had been in while not with the Exiles, Sabertooth's new universe an all out war with the sentinels, hadn't been much more pleasant.
"Good tactics." Came a raspy voice from the street. Blink snapped her head to the side porting out of the way as Cyclop's optic blast ripped through the spot she had been in, "Unfortunately we read your mind."
Or rather I did. Came a familiar voice to every Exile. Jean-Grey.
"Dude why are the X-Men attacking us?" Morph asked as he dodged a rather angry Beast, "And what's with the uniforms, Bondage party?"
Blink looked at what Morph was referring to from her new vantage point a hundred yards to Cyclop's left. All the "X-Men" were in tight black leather with red badges on the shoulders. Blink pulled two blades from her sheath lighting them with her pink teleportation energy. She looked over to see Mimic fell Banshee with his optic blasts.
Target. Calvin Rankin. Believed deceased. Highly dangerous. Jean said for all to hear, in a sense, Recommend bringing in Officer X.
"You're the boss." Cyclops said as he retrained and fired his optic blast at Nocturne again. The blue girl was narrowly dodging them and deflecting a few with her own blasts. Blink teleported Nocturne to her side saving her life from a large blast.
"Take down Jean." Blink said trying to move faster then the hovering red headed mutant could keep up.
"But these are X-Men..." Nocturne began and Blink cut her off.
"This is NOT your universe." She said harshly teleporting Nocturne again. The blue girl appeared between Cyclops and Jean-Grey. Just as she appeared the skies went gray. Mimic cursed under his breath dropping his metal form and taking to the air. Skies gray what could that mean? Gambit gave Blink her answer.
"Ororo!" Remy hollered as the first lightning bolt flashed. Gambit didn't have time to search the skies for his lost love as a large metal truck came hurtling up. Its doors on the back end swung open and a snarling Wolverine tumbled out. Naked as the day he was born and covered in wires and would looked like a control collar the man turned snarling towards Gambit.
Target. Remy LeBeau. Believed deceased. Jean said and Wolverine dived. He tore past Magik as if she wasn't even in his way. He was very directed straight for Gambit. Magik didn't give Logan the chance. Morph was tied up fighting with Psylocke and Beast. The blue furred genius kept fuming in attempts to hold Morph still.
Morph smiled huge as he swallowed Beast shooting him out of what appeared to be a slingshot into Psylocke sending the two tumbling, "What Gambit doesn't merit a highly dangerous?" Sidney called just as Psylocke came flying at him again.
Magik teleported Gambit out of Logan's way just as Logan would have sliced into the mutant.
Meanwhile Nocturne had possessed Cyclops right under Jean's nose. Turning she looked up at Jean through the ruby quartz, "Sorry Aunt Jean. Guess we killed you once anyway."
Scott what are you? Why can't I enter your mind Scott? Jean raved and Nocturne shot her in the shoulder twice with small level optic blasts. Jean tumbled from her hovering position to the cement below, Officer X! Assistance required.
Wolverine instantly halted his search for the teleported Gambit and ran towards Jean.
"Look out Nocturne!" Blink cried. Apparently this Wolverine, while as deadly as any wolverine, was controlled by psychic restraints. He did whatever Jean directed him to. Realizing this Blink used a very old trick of her own. She reached out with her energies and teleported Jean-Grey to mainland China and back in the matter of a second. The strain on the body knocked Jean out instantly. Releasing her hold on Cyclops, Nocturne propped herself at Blink's side. Wolverine had shut into a coma like stage after Jean had been knocked out. Morph meanwhile, joined by Magik, had taken down Beast and where just about to take out Psylocke as well.
Officer X. Reactivate under Psylocke controls. Command level Alpha. Randomize! Came Psylocke's resonating psychic voice. Blink hadn't factored the other psychic in. She was about to use the same trick to bring Psylocke down when she felt a slight twinge in her brain and she collapsed.
Nocturne suddenly had all of Blink's weight in her arms. Magik dropped into Morph's as well. Turning her head to the sound of a snarl TJ saw Logan drooling claws out. He dived in to rip Nocturne's head from her shoulders. Logan was blasted back by one of Gambit's cards.
"Hey I may only 'ave one arm bu' I ca' still aim wit de best of dem. I got Logan. Chere, you and Morph word on de Ninja." Gambit said lighting another card with energy and tossing it at Wolverine's feet sending the mutant rocking again.
Nocturne went running towards Morph having laid Blink on the ground when Mimic in metal form came crashing down into the cement creating a crater and knocking TJ off balance. She fell backwards and looked up to see Storm hovering in the same black outfit the others had on, "Enough! Stop immediately or I will fill all of your bodies with enough energy to fry half of New York." The weather goddess said her eyes white and the elements clashing around her.
. . . .
Gambit sat in a holding cell watching, for about the seventh time, the X-Police kill him on National Television. He didn't know if they were just thick or if they were trying to drive him insane. Either way Remy was annoyed. He didn't know what was up with these guys but they weren't exactly X-Men.
This mission wasn't fairing well. The Timebroker should really just be more clear in what he wanted. Gambit's hands were locked in an organic matter wrap to keep him from using his powers. He was also chained to this bloody chair in a completely empty room. Well empty besides the television on repeat and the damn chair he was sitting in. Remy didn't even see a door. Had to be one though in order for him to have gotten in here and tied up. Gambit hoped the other Exiles were fairing better.
. . . .
The last thing Mimic remembered was attempting to dodge a lightning bolt aimed for his chest. Apparently he had gone into metal form, probably by instinct, soon after that. Calvin wasn't sure where he was. His eyes were blocked off in some sort of headgear and his arms were chained behind him. Some form of magnetic wiring laced around both arms was keeping him from reverting from metal form. That killed his speed, flight and agility all in one swift motion. He was alone in the room he could smell that. He had already tried to free himself and failed horribly. The bonds were far to strong for him to break. Calvin really hoped that someone on the team was doing better then himself.
. . . .
Blink heard a noise to her left. The door to the hallway was being opened. Apparently they didn't view her as much of a threat. They had simply tossed a control collar on her and locked her in a generic holding cell. She could see Nocturne still out cold in the cell across from her. She hadn't seen where Calvin, Sidney, Remy or Illyana had ended up.
She heard high heels clicking down the hallway towards her cell. Standing up Blink straightened herself. She would fight with or without her powers. Stepping in front of the cell doorway was Jean Grey. The woman's long red hair pulled back into a ponytail. Jean had a clipboard in her hand and was tapping a pen lightly across the top. The soft sound was infuriating. Clarice tensed as Jean, now dressed in a long white robe and a pair of glasses, opened her cell door.
"Who are you?" Jean said and continued right away not even waiting for an answer from the heroine, "We've run your DNA. You're an A-Class Homo-superior. You're different though your blood levels and oxygen intake are different from the people of our Earth. We have identified all of your teammates except for you and the blue woman behind me."
Clarice said nothing as she was given this science lesson. The Talus still wasn't giving her any help and she couldn't defeat Jean Grey in battle.
"Now after reviewing our footage you appear to have an unprecedented spatial displacement power. We want to know where you came from, how you got on American soil and why a Russian agent is with you. She is already being returned to her people. Did you mind wipe her?" Jean asked rubbing her temples, "Look normally I would just tear into your brain but for some reason I am unable to. With all of your team. What is stopping me? Which one of you is the psychic? Is it Calvin? How is he alive!"
Clarice could see that Jean was getting angry but she still said nothing. Simply staring forward she saw Nocturne stand up in her cell. Good TJ was awake. Clarice needed to distract Jean for a moment more. Give TJ a chance to figure out her surroundings before Jean saw she was lucid once more.
"This is going to seem insane but we're known as the Exiles." Blink began and Jean stared straight at her. Good she was paying attention, "We hop from reality to reality fixing tears in the time stream. We, my team and myself, are lead by the Timebroker. He gives us our missions through this..." Clarice said holding up her wrist showing the gold Tallus.
"Yes we were unable to remove that article from your arm." Jean said and Clarice continued cutting her off.
"The Tallus told me our mission was to help the police with the roundups. I don't know..." Blink was the one who got cut off this time. Jean walked forward grabbing Clarice's shoulder.
"Did you say the roundups!" Jean demanded already knowing the answer, "We have completed all roundups obliterating the threat to humans all except for the damned Acolytes. Are you an Acolyte spy?"Clarice shook her head, "No I've told you the truth."
"Then will that thing lead you to the Acolytes?" Jean said her eyes narrowing in fury. She didn't believe a word Clarice said but she would play along for now.
Clarice wished she had her powers so she could defend herself from the Phoenix in front of her. "It only gives me vague directions. But it might."
Jean stepped back her eyes widening. She slammed the door to Clarice's cell telekinetically once she was in the hall once more. The Phoenix lit around Jean's clothing and she shot down the hall.
"Apparently she liked what you said..." TJ said raising an eyebrow in confusion.
. . . .
Gambit heard a clicking noise above him and his eyes shot up. Beast was peering down from above. The blue man flipped into the box they had Gambit locked in landing in front of the Cajun, "Remy...you're looking spry for a corpse. But then again Jean says you're not from our universe."
Hank McCoy leaned in his blue furred face inches from Gambit's own. His tongue flicked out almost snakelike, "I killed you. You know that don't you. You've been watching the tape." Beast jumped placing himself on the back of Remy's chair, "Want to know what your body was like squishing between my hands. The way your skull felt went it popped. You mutant scum."
Up to this point Gambit had been annoyed but now he was blatantly confused, "Mutant scum mon ami?"
"Oui. You bastard." Beast said leaning down from the top of the chair so his face was once more in front of Gambit.
"You do' na consider yourself' a mutant?" Gambit said with a raised brow. He was slightly amused at the asinine quality to that thought.
"NO! I am a collector for the US Government. A tool nothing more." Beast said angry at the accusation. Reaching out Beast grabbed the sides of Gambit's head. The blue man was infuriated as he tore Gambit by the neck from the chair ripping the man's arms free of his shackles. Beast hurled Gambit into the wall. Remy was lifeless long before that having had his neck snapped by McCoy. Beast leapt down about to rip open Gambit's head to sift through the man's brains when he was knocked to the side by a pink blast of energy.
"At least let him die in dignity." A voice came from the other side of the cell with a sly laugh, "Allow the man that much respect."
To Be Continued...who is the new teammate? Wait to see in Chapter 3!
