Shiny
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Chapter 2
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A/N: Yes... This will be a Piotr/Kitty fic...
Kaminarimon-- wow, I thought I was the only one who used the word "prodigious."
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Peter pushed his suitcase into the overhead compartment on the bus. After making sure it was secure, he flopped down into his seat, leaning back. It was only a few hours before he would reach Bayville. He looked upwards at the no smoking light and started to twiddle his thumbs. The train lurched forward, throwing several people off balance. Something beneath him caught his attention. In between the seats a little girl was staring at him intently. He glanced back at her, noticing something. She looked uncannily like his little sister. He smiled at her and winking, making her jolt and turn back in her seat in surprise. He shook his head with slight amusement, and rested back, closing his eyes.
He sat there for ten minutes, breathing deeply. Then an idea popped into his head and he sat up with a jolt. How was he going to approach them? He wasn't exactly the X-Men's favorite Mutant at the moment. They had no reason to trust him. Why would they do him a favor? Why would they help his family? He shook his head. There was no hope for them. He should have just grinned and beared it and stayed with Magneto and the Acolytes.
But really, what the hell? The X-Men were always reaching out to help people, no matter what their history contained. They also had theat telepath, Peter reasoned. If they had any doubts, the telepath could verify his sincerity. He decided to forget about it, and if a problem arose, he would deal with it then. For the moment though, Peter leaned back and tilted his ball cap over his eyes. He slowly fell asleep.
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Peter exited the helicopter onto a farm. Foreboding mountains stood at attention in the distance. He drew a deep breath, sampling the smells of hay and grass. The summer sun beat down on his neck. He rounded the corner of the house, towards the front, looking through the windows as he went. He reached the front porch. A blonde head was bent over a book on the porch swing. Peter smiled widely and hopped up the stairs. He reached her and drew her into a massive embrace.
But something was wrong. He leaned back her head, and dropped her. Her eyes were open, but they were glazed over. Fear could be seen deep within their blue depths. Her mouth was partially opened. A horseshoe was wrapped around her neck, which had strangled her. He put a hand to his mouth, and ran inside the house. He stopped dead in his tracks. On the floor lay his mother, his father, and his brother. All of them had metal wrapped around their necks. All of their eyes were open in horror.
Peter stood there, dazed, looking at them. He shook his head. "no." he whispered. He punched a hole in the wall. "NO!"
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"NO!" Peter awoke with a start, his hat flying off his head. Breathing heavily, he wiped the sweat off of his forehead. After regaining his breath, he became aware of the passengers on the bus watching him. He slunk down in his seat and avoided their eyes. It was only a dream. Nothing had happened. They were all right.
"For now." a little voice in the back of his head reminded him. Peter agreed with it. He looked out the window. The sooner he could get there, the sooner his family would be safe.
*
It was a warm evening in Bayville, New York. The sun had just set five minutes ago. The summer was waning away slowly in the August months.
"Just give up, Kurt! You'll never catch me!" Kitty Pryde taunted her friend. She phased out of the mansion. The fuzzy mutant teleported in front of her, his arms spread, ready to catch her. She phased through him. She looked back at him and laughed, but didn't see where she was going. She bumped right into Logan, who was leaning on the porch rail.
"Oh, I'm like, sorry Mr. Logan!" She backed away. Logan merely grunted.
Kurt ran up behind Kitty and grabbed her. "Give it back!" He said.
"Kurt, I already ate the cookie!" Kitty reasoned.
Logan sniffed the air. Kurt stepped back from Kitty. "Oh." He poked her in the stomach.
"Hey!" Kitty giggled, poking him back. Kurt laughed and poked her in the shoulder. They continued poking each other drawing forth several laughs.
Logan looked into the distance, his stare unmoving. "Quiet." He snarled. The two teenagers became deathly quiet. They got up slowly and tiptoed towards the mutant.
"What is it?" Kitty asked timidly.
He didn't reply. After standing there for several minutes he pointed towards the gate. "Someone's out there." He grunted.
Kitty and Kurt squinted. Someone was standing outside the gate. He was very big. Kitty stared, unblinkingly. He looked familiar.
"Hey!" She exclaimed. "Isn't that one of Magneto's guys?"
"Got it in one, half-pint."
"We should go get everyone, before he wrecks something!" Kurt ran towards the door, only to confront Professor Xavier.
"I don't think that will be necessary, Kurt." He said.
"What? Are you, like, serious, Professor?" Kitty asked, disbelieving.
"Very serious, Kitty. I don't think he has no intention of doing us harm."
Logan remembered that day they he had been invited to join Magneto's Acolytes. The mutant had said something about having no choice. He nodded his head slightly.
"I think we should give him a chance to talk." Xavier said, pressing a button.
The gate opened.
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A/N: Ooookay. Um... I hope ff.net doesn't mess up this format. Erg. That really makes me angry. BUT! I hope you like this chapter... I was going to end it after he awoke from the dream... but I decided to extend it a bit. This is like.. A page longer than the previous chapter. The next chapter will come up soon... If I don't get it up by Thursday... then you will have to wait until Sunday... I have Volleyball camp. Erg. I don't want to go. It always makes me angry because I hate the people on the team.
OH! Another part of the update. I will not update until I get... twelve reviews. So tell your friends to review. (Hey, Its only... seven reviews... You can do it.) Be a responsible reader... review. Even if it's to give me criticism...
Oh! vote for another couple you want to see in this fic besides Peter/Kitty (They'll be in the fic anyways... or Rogue and Remy (I might have a little bit of them but I think they have too many fics out there to begin with. They don't need another)
So... ta ta.
--L
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Chapter 2
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A/N: Yes... This will be a Piotr/Kitty fic...
Kaminarimon-- wow, I thought I was the only one who used the word "prodigious."
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Peter pushed his suitcase into the overhead compartment on the bus. After making sure it was secure, he flopped down into his seat, leaning back. It was only a few hours before he would reach Bayville. He looked upwards at the no smoking light and started to twiddle his thumbs. The train lurched forward, throwing several people off balance. Something beneath him caught his attention. In between the seats a little girl was staring at him intently. He glanced back at her, noticing something. She looked uncannily like his little sister. He smiled at her and winking, making her jolt and turn back in her seat in surprise. He shook his head with slight amusement, and rested back, closing his eyes.
He sat there for ten minutes, breathing deeply. Then an idea popped into his head and he sat up with a jolt. How was he going to approach them? He wasn't exactly the X-Men's favorite Mutant at the moment. They had no reason to trust him. Why would they do him a favor? Why would they help his family? He shook his head. There was no hope for them. He should have just grinned and beared it and stayed with Magneto and the Acolytes.
But really, what the hell? The X-Men were always reaching out to help people, no matter what their history contained. They also had theat telepath, Peter reasoned. If they had any doubts, the telepath could verify his sincerity. He decided to forget about it, and if a problem arose, he would deal with it then. For the moment though, Peter leaned back and tilted his ball cap over his eyes. He slowly fell asleep.
*
Peter exited the helicopter onto a farm. Foreboding mountains stood at attention in the distance. He drew a deep breath, sampling the smells of hay and grass. The summer sun beat down on his neck. He rounded the corner of the house, towards the front, looking through the windows as he went. He reached the front porch. A blonde head was bent over a book on the porch swing. Peter smiled widely and hopped up the stairs. He reached her and drew her into a massive embrace.
But something was wrong. He leaned back her head, and dropped her. Her eyes were open, but they were glazed over. Fear could be seen deep within their blue depths. Her mouth was partially opened. A horseshoe was wrapped around her neck, which had strangled her. He put a hand to his mouth, and ran inside the house. He stopped dead in his tracks. On the floor lay his mother, his father, and his brother. All of them had metal wrapped around their necks. All of their eyes were open in horror.
Peter stood there, dazed, looking at them. He shook his head. "no." he whispered. He punched a hole in the wall. "NO!"
*
"NO!" Peter awoke with a start, his hat flying off his head. Breathing heavily, he wiped the sweat off of his forehead. After regaining his breath, he became aware of the passengers on the bus watching him. He slunk down in his seat and avoided their eyes. It was only a dream. Nothing had happened. They were all right.
"For now." a little voice in the back of his head reminded him. Peter agreed with it. He looked out the window. The sooner he could get there, the sooner his family would be safe.
*
It was a warm evening in Bayville, New York. The sun had just set five minutes ago. The summer was waning away slowly in the August months.
"Just give up, Kurt! You'll never catch me!" Kitty Pryde taunted her friend. She phased out of the mansion. The fuzzy mutant teleported in front of her, his arms spread, ready to catch her. She phased through him. She looked back at him and laughed, but didn't see where she was going. She bumped right into Logan, who was leaning on the porch rail.
"Oh, I'm like, sorry Mr. Logan!" She backed away. Logan merely grunted.
Kurt ran up behind Kitty and grabbed her. "Give it back!" He said.
"Kurt, I already ate the cookie!" Kitty reasoned.
Logan sniffed the air. Kurt stepped back from Kitty. "Oh." He poked her in the stomach.
"Hey!" Kitty giggled, poking him back. Kurt laughed and poked her in the shoulder. They continued poking each other drawing forth several laughs.
Logan looked into the distance, his stare unmoving. "Quiet." He snarled. The two teenagers became deathly quiet. They got up slowly and tiptoed towards the mutant.
"What is it?" Kitty asked timidly.
He didn't reply. After standing there for several minutes he pointed towards the gate. "Someone's out there." He grunted.
Kitty and Kurt squinted. Someone was standing outside the gate. He was very big. Kitty stared, unblinkingly. He looked familiar.
"Hey!" She exclaimed. "Isn't that one of Magneto's guys?"
"Got it in one, half-pint."
"We should go get everyone, before he wrecks something!" Kurt ran towards the door, only to confront Professor Xavier.
"I don't think that will be necessary, Kurt." He said.
"What? Are you, like, serious, Professor?" Kitty asked, disbelieving.
"Very serious, Kitty. I don't think he has no intention of doing us harm."
Logan remembered that day they he had been invited to join Magneto's Acolytes. The mutant had said something about having no choice. He nodded his head slightly.
"I think we should give him a chance to talk." Xavier said, pressing a button.
The gate opened.
**
A/N: Ooookay. Um... I hope ff.net doesn't mess up this format. Erg. That really makes me angry. BUT! I hope you like this chapter... I was going to end it after he awoke from the dream... but I decided to extend it a bit. This is like.. A page longer than the previous chapter. The next chapter will come up soon... If I don't get it up by Thursday... then you will have to wait until Sunday... I have Volleyball camp. Erg. I don't want to go. It always makes me angry because I hate the people on the team.
OH! Another part of the update. I will not update until I get... twelve reviews. So tell your friends to review. (Hey, Its only... seven reviews... You can do it.) Be a responsible reader... review. Even if it's to give me criticism...
Oh! vote for another couple you want to see in this fic besides Peter/Kitty (They'll be in the fic anyways... or Rogue and Remy (I might have a little bit of them but I think they have too many fics out there to begin with. They don't need another)
So... ta ta.
--L