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Chapter 9: A lot at stake

Six months later:

Attention X-Men, I would like to see you in my office. Said Xavier telepathically. One by one, Cyclops, Storm, Jean, Beast, and Wolverine filed in. "Now I know that some of you," he glanced at Cyclops, "have been quite anxious about the girl with the Brotherhood. I understand that it has taken quite a bit of time, but I did not wish to jump to conclusions. I've had Beast research the issue thouroughly, and he has found no record of a missing person fitting Scott's description. With this in mind, I would like to hear your input on what our next step will be."

Cyclops stepped forward. "Professor, its a little girl we're talking about here! She had broken bones! She's staying in Toad's room! God only knows what he... does to her! This is the Brotherhood we're talking about here. They don't do charity cases. We need to take action!"

"I think I have to agree with Scott on this one," said Jean, "There's too much at stake to give them the benefit of the doubt."

The professor nodded. "I see. And the rest of you? Do you agree with Scott, and Jean?" They all nodded. "Then I believe we have reached a conclusion."

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"Come on, Doria. Don't lose concentration," urged Magneto.

"Maybe I could concentrate if you'd shut up," she said, smiling as the wrench she had been practicing on flew up to the iron board behind it.

Magneto shook his head. This was not the polite, skiddish little girl who had arrived months earlier. No, Toad had completely destroyed any manners she had had. He had rubbed off on her, no doubt She even swore, said bloody, and had a hint of an accent now. Not around him, of course. He was still her trainer and her father's boss. "Good work," he sighed.

"Can I be done now? I've been practicing for three hours, and magnetized about fifty wrenches!"

"Yes, dear. I believe we're done for the day."

She walked out the door, and did a front flip down the hall. The rest of the day was hers! "Hi, Doria!" said John from his room. She smiled, waved, and walked faster. Guilt or not, she still didn't like him.

There weren't too many kids around for her to play with, so she had taken to disappearing after her training, and coming back at dinner. If her father knew where she went... well he wouldn't be too happy. She headed to the back of the hangar where there was a wall completely lined with iron. She wiggled her toes to make sure that the iron she'd lined the toes of her shoes to were in place, and magnetized them quickly. Digging two of the wrenches from her lesson from her pockets, she clipped them to her gloves. The gloves she was quite proud of- she made them herself. There was a leather strip on the palm that allowed her to attatch things to them. Things like wrenches. The wrenches were still magnetic, so she set off climbing the wall. She got to the top of the wall quick enough, and then dawdled around there for a bit. Now came the fun part. As if on cue, the magnetizm in the wrenches started to weaken. Without missing a beat, she sent out electricity in frantic waves. They clung to the wall once more. Now her shoes went. The shoes she let go more, so that she was hanging to the wall by her gloves. After enjoying the swinging sensation, she magnetized her shoes again.

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"'Lo, there." said Mort, handing his daughter a plate of food. "What'd you do today?"

"Nothing much. Just hung out." (A.N. Hardy har har.) She took a glass of milk.

"Mystique said you were doing acrobatics in the 'all today." He gave her a fake look of disappointment. She looked down in mock shame. "Good girl." He patted her head. They sat down in the mess hall with their trays. "So 'ow long did Magneto work you this time?"

"Three hours! And its the same stuff every day! I wanna learn how to do the brain stuff!" She looked quite excited.

"And why's tha'? You plannin' on battlin' soon?" He gave Doria a comical smile. She smiled back, hopefully. "Nice try. You are WAY too young for tha'" He looked at her more seriously. "WAY."

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Mort knocked on Doria's wall, and stuck his head in her room. She was on her bed, reading. She was a pretty advanced reader considering her age. She was working on the Boxcar Children now. "Time fo' bed, love."

"Lemme finish this chapter."

"No can do."He plucked the book from her hands.

"Aww... you suck!" Doria folded her arms crossly.

He looked down at her with a warning glance. "Language!"

She glared at him defiantly. "Fuck."

He shook his head. "You used to be so quiet..." He bent down, and kissed the top of her head. "G'night, I love you."

"Love you too, Daddy." She stopped. "Daddy, your pager."

He looked down at his watch. "XJet 7 min."

"Shit."

"Language!"

"Doria, you need to stay righ' where you are, 'ear me? Don' move." Doria knew when things were serious. She nodded.

Mort went off to his dresser, and pulled out his battle suit. Damned X-Men. He was about to rush outside when he heard something at the window. He turned in time to narrowly dodge the window as it was lasered open. "Cyclops, you've made a bad 'abit of comin' into my room, love. I'm tellin' you, it jus' won' work between us."

"Step aside, and give me the girl, Toad!"

"Doria, you stay where you are. Good Lord, man, were you assigned tha' suit or'd you pick it ou' yourself? I swear, the fucking Queen's go' a bigger bulge than you!"

Cyclops blushed, but pretended not to notice the Brit's comment. "Come here, Doria. I promise he'll never touch you again."

"Wha'?" Toad was confuzed.

Cyclops glared at him. "So tell me, Toad, why does she sleep in your room?"

Toad's eyes went wide with shock and fury. "She stays in my room..." He lept at Scott feet first, hitting him square in the chest. After he was down, the amphibian placed a bare foot on the X-Man's neck. "...so tha' I can keep shit like you away from my daughter." He put more weight on his foot. Cyclops pushed the button on his glove, releasing an optic blast that, although it missed Mort, sent him a ways off.

Cyclops struggled to stand, but made his way to Doria, and tried to grab her up. She, however, had different plans. She took a firm hold of his nose, and sent every bit of electromagnetism she had in her straight into his head.

Mystique rushed in to find an unconscious Toad, an unconscious Cyclops, and a very dizzy Doria.

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Okay, I couldn't help taking cracks on Cyclops. Its just so easy! He's got such a stick up his butt, he's asking for it. Now... REVIEW YOU MUFFIN-CRAZED NON-REVIEWERS!