Shiny
*****
Chapter 3
((Thank you to all of you who reviewed! It makes me feel good about myself... especially since I think I'm falling into a pit of depression. My life is a bucket full of crap.
And thanks to all of you who wished me good luck with Volleyball. It was horrible. Playing 8+ hours in a non-air conditioned gym in 100+ degree weather! AHH!
*Kaminarimon--- Yes! Prodigious is an awesome word! I love it!))
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Piotr watched as the large iron gates parted before him. He took a quick look around, to make sure he hadn't been followed, and wandered past the gate, his eyes twitching nervously. He started grinding his teeth as he walked down the long gravel road towards the mansion. He had some feeling that with every step, he was sending his family to their doom. But it was much too late to turn back then.
He trudged down the path, and soon was only five meters from the veranda. He saw the shorter man jump over the railing, and started to glare at him. Piotr grasped his bag tighter and pulled it up higher on his shoulder. He adjusted his ball cap more over his eyes.
"What are you doin' here, bub?" Logan snarled.
"I need a favor." He said, after a long pause. He then waited. Logan smirked in disdain.
"And why would we help you? You're the enemy."
Piotr's eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched slightly. He caught himself and took deep breaths. He didn't reply. They all stood there in silence for several minutes.
Professor Xavier broke the uncomfortable silence. "Please, follow me." Piotr obeyed in silence. Logan followed, eyeing the Russian sulkily.
After they left, Kurt looked mischievously at Kitty. "Curious?"
Kitty smiled. "Always." She grabbed Kurt's arm and he teleported them out of there. When they reappeared in an empty room inside, Kitty phased their heads through the floor. They gazed down into the Professor's study. The Professor was behind his desk, and the newcomer was in a chair, twiddling his thumbs. Logan stood watching him in the corner.
"How can we help you?"
The dark-haired Russian fumbled over words in his mind, translating the right ones from Russian to English. "I have left the Acolytes. It was not easy decision, but I made it myself. I was not with Magneto of my own choice. He promised if I was not agreeable he would kill my family in Russia." He clenched his fists. "I went along, for then, but I could not stay any longer. And now, I fear for their safety. So..." He slowed.
"We would be happy to help." The Professor anticipated, or perhaps read, his question.
"I am grateful." Piotr glanced up in the corner and Kurt and Kitty caught his eye. Kitty gasped and phased them up through the floor.
"I had no idea." Said Kurt.
Kitty's brow furrowed and she bit her lip. "Me neither."
The two walked out of the room, and headed downstairs. The voice of Xavier entered their minds. "With Jean on vacation and Scott on another mission, I'm going to need you two to company us to Russia. Please meet us at the blackbird in five minutes."
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Piotr sat nervously in the leather seat of the jet. He hoped he had done the right thing. He couldn't live with himself if anything, ANYTHING, happened to his family. They were his entire world. They were the only people who stood by him when the rest of the community turned their backs on him after they found out about his mutant abilities. He had already caused them so much pain.
Kitty leaned in to Kurt. "He looks nervous..."
Kurt put a finger thoughtfully to his chin. "Maybe he has something to hide. Maybe he's actually leading us into a trap! Maybe Magneto is waiting for us." He whispered. "That's what I think. Right when we get off the jet..." He drew a finger across his throat.
"Kurt! I don't think he would do like something like that!" She hissed. "Look at him, he looks totally and generally concerned. Do you think someone who would deceive people to their doom could have loving feelings for other human beings? No... not that at all. Just trust him, Kurt. Not everyone is out to betray us! Have a little faith in people for once!" She bit her lip.
Kurt sat grumpily back in his seat.
Piotr shook his head. Again, he was causing discord. Maybe this was a bad idea for several reasons...
--- --- --- ---
The rest of the ride was spent in uncomfortable silence and careful contemplation. The only words spoken in the three hours it took for the super-sonic jet to get to rural Russia were between Professor Xavier and Wolverine about the flight conditions. When they set the jet down, the three in the back got up quickly and went towards the hatch. Piotr led the way out, walking at an extremely brisk walk. It took Kurt and Kitty two strides to match his one.
It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for the middle of August. Birds were chirping, the varieties of bugs were humming, and in the distance one could hear the faint moo of cows.
Piotr hurried around the corner of the house, afraid of his dream coming true. But there was no one on the porch. He sighed deeply. "Mother? Father?" He opened the door to the little house.
Outside, Wolverine proceeded to poke about the barn, sniffing constantly. Kitty, bored, followed the path Piotr had taken towards the house.
* Piotr looked in shock in the room.
Blood.
Blood was spread all over the floor, puddling in the middle where two forms lay, just by the table.
Piotr rushed over to them, turning them over. "Father? Mother?"
*****
((A/N: OH MY GOSH! I AM SO SORRY! I am so sorry I didn't get this up. Its just... my life has been so hectic lately. First, something really tragic happened... I'm not going to go into details. Then I had to go on a trip. Then school started.. I'm so serious. Junior year has me soo busy. I have so much homework! Its driving me crazy.
Usually, I just write stories during class, but this year I don't really have any classes that I can. I have to take a lot of notes. I'm trying to go for straight A's this year so I can get into a good college. I'm hoping to go to CU Boulder or Notre Dame.
But hopefully the wait was worth it? Did I surprise you with the end?
But seriously. "Impact" TOTALLY screwed all of my plans up! The whole thing doesn't really work now that Magneto is dead. So I've decided to ignore parts of that. I'm going to acknowledge some of the happenings in that episode. Actually, just the thing between Rogue, Kurt, and Mystique. Nothing else ever happened. Apocalypse isn't there... Although, I was correct in assuming it was Piotr's family that made the leash Magneto was holding him with!
So... I have a lot of the story planned out... well... at least the next two chapters... so hopefully they will come in sooner.
I'm not holding this one at ransom. I'm ashamed of doing it before. I'm just sick of not getting reviews. It makes me so jealous to see a fic with 111 + reviews and I've only got... like... 10. Erg. So PLEASE REVIEW.
Ciao --L))
*****
Chapter 3
((Thank you to all of you who reviewed! It makes me feel good about myself... especially since I think I'm falling into a pit of depression. My life is a bucket full of crap.
And thanks to all of you who wished me good luck with Volleyball. It was horrible. Playing 8+ hours in a non-air conditioned gym in 100+ degree weather! AHH!
*Kaminarimon--- Yes! Prodigious is an awesome word! I love it!))
****
Piotr watched as the large iron gates parted before him. He took a quick look around, to make sure he hadn't been followed, and wandered past the gate, his eyes twitching nervously. He started grinding his teeth as he walked down the long gravel road towards the mansion. He had some feeling that with every step, he was sending his family to their doom. But it was much too late to turn back then.
He trudged down the path, and soon was only five meters from the veranda. He saw the shorter man jump over the railing, and started to glare at him. Piotr grasped his bag tighter and pulled it up higher on his shoulder. He adjusted his ball cap more over his eyes.
"What are you doin' here, bub?" Logan snarled.
"I need a favor." He said, after a long pause. He then waited. Logan smirked in disdain.
"And why would we help you? You're the enemy."
Piotr's eyes narrowed, and his fists clenched slightly. He caught himself and took deep breaths. He didn't reply. They all stood there in silence for several minutes.
Professor Xavier broke the uncomfortable silence. "Please, follow me." Piotr obeyed in silence. Logan followed, eyeing the Russian sulkily.
After they left, Kurt looked mischievously at Kitty. "Curious?"
Kitty smiled. "Always." She grabbed Kurt's arm and he teleported them out of there. When they reappeared in an empty room inside, Kitty phased their heads through the floor. They gazed down into the Professor's study. The Professor was behind his desk, and the newcomer was in a chair, twiddling his thumbs. Logan stood watching him in the corner.
"How can we help you?"
The dark-haired Russian fumbled over words in his mind, translating the right ones from Russian to English. "I have left the Acolytes. It was not easy decision, but I made it myself. I was not with Magneto of my own choice. He promised if I was not agreeable he would kill my family in Russia." He clenched his fists. "I went along, for then, but I could not stay any longer. And now, I fear for their safety. So..." He slowed.
"We would be happy to help." The Professor anticipated, or perhaps read, his question.
"I am grateful." Piotr glanced up in the corner and Kurt and Kitty caught his eye. Kitty gasped and phased them up through the floor.
"I had no idea." Said Kurt.
Kitty's brow furrowed and she bit her lip. "Me neither."
The two walked out of the room, and headed downstairs. The voice of Xavier entered their minds. "With Jean on vacation and Scott on another mission, I'm going to need you two to company us to Russia. Please meet us at the blackbird in five minutes."
--- --- --- --- --- --- --- --- ---
Piotr sat nervously in the leather seat of the jet. He hoped he had done the right thing. He couldn't live with himself if anything, ANYTHING, happened to his family. They were his entire world. They were the only people who stood by him when the rest of the community turned their backs on him after they found out about his mutant abilities. He had already caused them so much pain.
Kitty leaned in to Kurt. "He looks nervous..."
Kurt put a finger thoughtfully to his chin. "Maybe he has something to hide. Maybe he's actually leading us into a trap! Maybe Magneto is waiting for us." He whispered. "That's what I think. Right when we get off the jet..." He drew a finger across his throat.
"Kurt! I don't think he would do like something like that!" She hissed. "Look at him, he looks totally and generally concerned. Do you think someone who would deceive people to their doom could have loving feelings for other human beings? No... not that at all. Just trust him, Kurt. Not everyone is out to betray us! Have a little faith in people for once!" She bit her lip.
Kurt sat grumpily back in his seat.
Piotr shook his head. Again, he was causing discord. Maybe this was a bad idea for several reasons...
--- --- --- ---
The rest of the ride was spent in uncomfortable silence and careful contemplation. The only words spoken in the three hours it took for the super-sonic jet to get to rural Russia were between Professor Xavier and Wolverine about the flight conditions. When they set the jet down, the three in the back got up quickly and went towards the hatch. Piotr led the way out, walking at an extremely brisk walk. It took Kurt and Kitty two strides to match his one.
It was a beautiful sunny day, perfect for the middle of August. Birds were chirping, the varieties of bugs were humming, and in the distance one could hear the faint moo of cows.
Piotr hurried around the corner of the house, afraid of his dream coming true. But there was no one on the porch. He sighed deeply. "Mother? Father?" He opened the door to the little house.
Outside, Wolverine proceeded to poke about the barn, sniffing constantly. Kitty, bored, followed the path Piotr had taken towards the house.
* Piotr looked in shock in the room.
Blood.
Blood was spread all over the floor, puddling in the middle where two forms lay, just by the table.
Piotr rushed over to them, turning them over. "Father? Mother?"
*****
((A/N: OH MY GOSH! I AM SO SORRY! I am so sorry I didn't get this up. Its just... my life has been so hectic lately. First, something really tragic happened... I'm not going to go into details. Then I had to go on a trip. Then school started.. I'm so serious. Junior year has me soo busy. I have so much homework! Its driving me crazy.
Usually, I just write stories during class, but this year I don't really have any classes that I can. I have to take a lot of notes. I'm trying to go for straight A's this year so I can get into a good college. I'm hoping to go to CU Boulder or Notre Dame.
But hopefully the wait was worth it? Did I surprise you with the end?
But seriously. "Impact" TOTALLY screwed all of my plans up! The whole thing doesn't really work now that Magneto is dead. So I've decided to ignore parts of that. I'm going to acknowledge some of the happenings in that episode. Actually, just the thing between Rogue, Kurt, and Mystique. Nothing else ever happened. Apocalypse isn't there... Although, I was correct in assuming it was Piotr's family that made the leash Magneto was holding him with!
So... I have a lot of the story planned out... well... at least the next two chapters... so hopefully they will come in sooner.
I'm not holding this one at ransom. I'm ashamed of doing it before. I'm just sick of not getting reviews. It makes me so jealous to see a fic with 111 + reviews and I've only got... like... 10. Erg. So PLEASE REVIEW.
Ciao --L))