Chapter 1
Raine frowned deeply, and threw the covers off her bed. As if her night hadn't been bad enough, her precious sleep was being deprived by a loud thumping noise from the room next door, and it wasn't a good version of the sound either. Pulling her dressing gown off the hook on her room door she hurriedly put the garment on, and tied it at the waist. She wasn't against situations like this, but an earlier conversation had dampened any good mood that Raine was in. It was bad enough that she had to go away, let alone had to catch a plane in a few hours time. All this and it seemed that her chauffer was drunk and having a party in the next room!
With a deep frown set upon her face Raine opened the door with her mind, making it slam against it's hinges, burst into the main room, her fingers grasping the volume control of the stereo and wrenching down the intense volume. Raine shot ruckus the dirtiest of looks possible from her at the early hour of the morning. Her outburst naturally had turned heads away from the miniature party, primarily consisting of Ruckus, Vertigo and Gorgeous. The unhappiest of the three, aside Raine, was Vertigo, but she objected too pretty much everything that Raine suggested or did. George, being the most placid of the three sat down on one of the less battered seats of the area and switched on the television set, settling down for the night too fall asleep watching something less brain taxing than modern game show's.
Vertigo muttered too herself and cursed Raine name too herself and Ruckus, who was pretty ignorant to their arguments out outbursts towards one another. Ruckus put his feet up on the sofa, with working boots still on. They had been prepping the plane for Raines departure in the morning.
Earlier that day
"Hey, Raine." A voice called out, it was Ruckus, naturally with his way of addressing her in that manner of speaking. Raine had been sitting down on one of the sofa, reading the newspaper. Nothing had happened recently that had caused any further downfall in the relation too mutant - human affairs. Raine folded the paper and carefully sent it down on the floor, a vain attempt too show her field leader how too tidy something up. Ruckus was an odd male, much taller than Raine was, and slim too. Although too think Ruckus weak due to his stature was a grave mistake, all hints of weakness we're avoided in just the shape of his face alone. Ruckus had a strong jaw line and fairly high cheekbones his hair was light of colouration and rather long, reaching below his shoulders it had a natural curliness too it also.
Raine passed a faint smile too Ruckus as he sat opposite her on the couch, he clothing was a little more, up too date than when Raine had last seen him, someone had obviously taken him clothes shopping! A long dark leather coat was now tightly done up around his waist, yet was open enough at the top too allow him to shout his orders too the rest of the team. He wore a high necked polo-neck jumper, this was also a dark colour. His trousers we're loose fitting, yet mostly covered by his coat.
"Something I can help you with?" Raine asked Ruckus, looking too him, returning the serious face that she had been given. She knew that something had been planned without her, but this wasn't anything new too her. Raine leaned forwards in her chair, a piece of hair falling to conveniently cover the pale flesh that one of Sinister's bites had been placed.
"Mr Sinister, has a plan, a mission, for us." Ruckus said, leaning forwards himself, letting Raine in on the situation.
"Someone isn't happy." Vertigo commented, as she diverted her attention too the television. Vertigo was an odd woman, everything about her hinted at faintness, including her image. Long platinum hair frame a thin face the colour a faint misty hue. Vertigo stood at the same height as Raine, yet showed herself off with much less class and dignity, wearing the shortest of shorts and tightest of tie tops. Everything about Vertigo made Raine seethe with a deeper feeling of animosity.
Biting down on her lip Raine slammed her own door shut behind her, blocking out all further conversation that The Nasty Boy's continued.
"I wouldn't be either." Shot in George, despite his rather disturbing looks, relaxed nature and disgusting habits he was a rather pleasant person, someone easy too talk too. Gorgeous George's skin was made of an unknown substance, very much like tar, which he could shape in anyway that he wanted. A rather rare quality and a great asset too The Nasty Boy's team. It gave his skin a dark look too it, which contrasted heavily too his vibrant pink dread locked hair. Gorgeous accent was very highly defined and very British. He also had the tendency to wear dark clothing as well, usually a black coat, shirt and trousers. All of which we're made of a very expensive material that had been designed specially for mutants with powers such as his own.
Vertigo only tilted her head too George's comment on her own words. George had been able too sense certain feelings and attractions within the small group, and he was no psychic. Vertigo however, was far much more naive than this, assuming that everything was in the names of desire and lust. She gave a short shoulder shrug to George's comment and put her feet up on a cardboard box.
Next morning
Raines alarm went off, just as she had finally gotten too sleep, or so it felt. A weary hand turned off the intense sound that the alarm was blearing out. Raine had remained in her dressing gown, knowing that she would be the only one that bothered too set an alarm to wake her. As predicted when Raine left her room, after dressing herself accordingly, in knee length turn up jeans and a sickeningly sweet baby-doll camisole: the whole outfit made her feel rather ill. But, it was as Sinister requested, something about their plan being made too look more effective. The outfit wouldn't be so bad if the camisole wasn't the same shade of pink and Ruckus's hair. Raine rolled her eyes as she picked up the bag that her own items were in.
As Raine looked about the room, George was still fast asleep on the chair, Ruckus and Vertigo we're curled up together on the sofa, in a way that looked far from comfortable. Raine gave a rather audible sigh, giving the room one last look before emitting a rather loud and powerful psychic message too the sleeping members of The Nasty Boy's, ordering them to awaken. Raine, gave them a rather satisfied look as they woke with startled looks. Though, her rather triumphant look was washed off her face as Sinister entered the room. Raine turned away from him, and headed back into her room, still feeling rather bitter about being sent away like she was. Raine assumed that it was due too the events of a few days previous. What a cruel way of dealing with it. After gathering her composure Raine entered the other room again, greeted mainly by three rather disgruntled looking Nasty Boys.
"Ready?" Raine asked them, when Hairbag and Ramrod had joined them a few moments later. They we're the last two members of The Nasty team. Hairbag, as his name suggested was a rather longhaired male. His hair was dark brown and covered his entire body. He had dressed himself in his usual fighting outfit, mainly an unrestricting uniform of shoulder protectors, boots and a simple pair of pants. Ramrod, was a bit of a strange fellow, and all the time that Raine had been with The Nasty Group, she knew very very little about him. He had dark long hair, and generally kept himself too himself. Tending too keep away from Ruckus, George and Vertigo's little parties. Unlike Hairbag, who was always up for some fun.
Ruckus nodded for the team, knowing that they had a rather delicate mission ahead of them. Sinister lead the way out of the room, Raine standing close behind him, head kept low, her eyes remaining shut for a few moments.
Aboard the plane
Raine was looking out of the window, watching the world pass by them as the team sped towards New York, the mission had already been set in motion, arranged by Ramrod who had called the NYPD complaining about a Mutant uprising. Which would be started in a mere few seconds, by them. Against Raine. Once again Raine closed her eyes, not wanting to leave the rest of the team behind, or more too the truth be left behind by them. Raine swallowed back the lump that had started to develop in her throat. It wasn't as though she was going to be leaving them forever, and she could keep in contact with the team with her telepathy, should she need them. She smiled at that thought.
Her mission was simple enough, and would be a great service too Mr. Sinister, she was too collect as much data and DNA samples on each of the X men as possible.
Ruckus brought the plane down right on top of the designated tower block. Raine's adrenaline ran through her, she was nervous. She had always been on the right side of these people, and never the receiving side before. She was also sure that there was a much easier and better way about getting herself into The X Men than this, but it was not her place to question Sinister.
Raine left the plane first running down the ramp, running to the end of the tower block, holding onto the barrier tightly, and onto her bag. Only a few seconds later Ruckus and The Nasty Boy's left the plane, Sinister standing behind them, they had left George on the plane so that they could make their timely exit from the scene.
It was Vertigo that had gotten too Raine first, and a hint of true panic rushed through Raine, the two girls had never been on good terms, and this was Vertigo's chance too attack Raine while she was unable too defend herself.
"Get her." Was the only command that Raine heard from Sinister, he was standing in a rather dominating way on the steps of the plane, pointing in Raines direction, although the command wasn't needed as The Nasty Boy's knew exactly what they were doing. The masters of kidnapping at work. Raine bit her bottom lip as they closed in around her, Ruckus taking in an unusually deep breath, getting ready too use his powers on her. Ramrod pulling a staff from out of a pouch attached too his belt.
As expected, and in less time than imagined, a plane hovered over head. Raine looked up, the wind from the plane causing her hair too go wild, whipping and stinging the side of her face. Raine could just about make out a face at the control's driving the black metal bird just above her. Too the rear of the flying craft a ramp lowered, a team of highly defined individuals were stood on it, ready for actions. Raine then looked too her pursuers, her knee's feeling weak. Vertigo. Raine's eyes looked hazily at her, her head pounding, stomach feeling as though she was about to retch. Raine let go of her grip on the barrier, placing her hand on the floor as she slumped forwards, voices shouting loudly in her ears.
"Leave the girl alone." A clear and controlled voice commanded from the ramp, the male that spoke it had a ruby red visor covering his eyes, the rest of his body was covered in a latex type substance, a dark blue in colouration. Though he wore a belt, and some safety straps, which we're a bright yellow just, like the surround of his visor. His boots were curiously yellow as well.
Vertigo stopped her vicious onslaught on Raine and turned her attention to Ruckus, who had just unleashed a rather loud psionic sound towards the X Team. The members of the X men clasps their hands too their ear's and two members a female and a male fell too the floor. Raine's vision became blurred further as she felt her consciousness slipping away from her. Vertigo was more powerful than Raine had given her credit for.
The male that had fallen due too Ruckus's noise quickly got too his feet after mumbling complaints about how much his ears were ringing. He then leapt off the ramp towards The Nasty team, strong sharp blades protruding the flesh of his knuckles as he approached Hairbag. The rest of the X Team also left the ramp, there we're six of them in total. The visor-wearing male; Cyclops. The Metal Boned male; Wolverine. A long haired lady, the one which had fallen from Ruckus's attack. Another female of a dark skinned complexion and another male, who was rather well muscled and who's skin looked to be made of a type of metal, as well as the one driving the plane. Raine didn't take any more information in before she passed out.
Sinister sounded a rather loud grumble upon seeing so many members of The X Men here, he hadn't anticipated on there being so many present. Though there was no hint of fear within him, as he commanded his own team to retaliate all attacks towards them, rather than Raine. Vertigo raised her hands and started to channel her power towards the lady with the two toned hair. Rogue's hands quickly rose too the sides of her head, as she, like Raine had only moments ago, began too weaken to dizziness.
"Element's strike down our enemies." Called the dark skinned female, who was flying above the rest of the team, being carried on currents of the wind that she manipulated due to her genetic mutations. Surrounding her body an intense light grew, then as her hand motioned towards Vertigo a bolt of lightening hit down on her, ceasing her attack on Rogue.
"Thanks Storm." Shouted Rogue to the lady above her, as Rogue sped off to help Raine get too her feet, only too find her passed out. Rogue lifted Raine over her shoulder, keeping her steady as Wolverine commenced battling with Hairbag. Hairbag, managed to grip Wolverine, dodging the sharp adamantium claws with difficultly. Hairbag spun Wolverine round, throwing him quite literally into Colossus, the X Men with the metallic skin. The two of them falling into a tangled mess upon the floor in front of Rogue, who side stepped out of their way. This leaving Ramrod free too turn his attention on Storm, making a rather wild plant grow from the staff that he had pulled out earlier, tightening around the elementalists leg, rendering her unable too fly away too attack Ruckus.
Cyclops stood directly in front of Sinister, his visor blazing an ominous red. Sinister raised his hand towards the X Man, a blast of compressed telepathic energy formed from his fingers, towards the X men's field leader. Causing the male too fall too his knee's, not before adjusting his visor launching a devastating optic blast towards Sinister in retaliation, the blast catching him at the thigh. Sinister let out a shout as the blast caught him. Sinister held onto a support barrier for the aircraft. A soft, seeping feeling dribbling down Sinister's leg, his red eye's watched, somewhat amazed as if he had never expected such a thing to happen, the was bleeding. With a wince of pain Sinister got too his feet again intense stare on his face directed to Cyclops, how dare he!
Wolverine, upon getting too his own feet ran towards Sinister, leaving Colossus too deal with Hairbag. His claws chopping through the wooden tree that was holding a struggling Storm. Upon seeing Wolverine approaching, Sinister let out another telepathic attack, directed at both Wolverine and Cyclops, a tear being ripped through Wolverines clothing, yet not stopping him, claws cutting deep into Sinister's flesh, three large rips appearing along his chest, causing Sinister too fall forwards, using his own hands to steady himself, his other hand covering the wound. With his hand held out Sinister blasted Wolverine away from him, the claw marks melting together, healing the flesh that the adamantium had cut. Cyclops, once again got too his knee's steadying himself for another optic blast. Sinister, wise now too the fact that the optics could hurt him, called out for Ruckus, who had been helping Ramrod with Colossus. Ruckus, drew in another deep breath, letting his own power render the X Team useless, while The Nasty Boy's and Vertigo joined Sinister on the ramp of the plane, seconds before it closed. Lifting them away from the X Men's attacks, and away from Raine.