Whilst everyone present were murmuring excitedly, exchanging stories of the
mysterious heroes and generally making a noise, Scott and Forge decided to
attempt to make contact with the 'Outsiders'.
On their way to Forge's inventing corner or the cave Scott tried to piece together all he knew of the outsiders.
They were mutants, or at least humans with super powers.
They somehow mostly avoided being captured in the main sentinel sweep.
Their exact number isn't obvious, as when Scott saw some of them, they seemed to fade away, but there were at least eight of them.
Scott didn't like that he had no idea who these people were, or what they could do. They seemed to know everything that they, being the mutants who were formerly x-men, could do, and as such had roles planned for them ahead of time for the camp escape. Scott used to think that maybe one of his teammates had avoided being captured, but it was unlikely. The sentinels struck with no warning, taking many of them down, and the ones that escaped initial capture were found within 4 hours and dragged off to the camps.
"Hey leader man, snap out of it!"
Scott shook his head clear of everything and stared at the machine in front of him. It did indeed look like a super two-way radio. He picked up the microphone and examined it.
"So how do I get it to work?"
Forge finished putting on a headset and pointed to another on the table. "Put that on, flick the switch and speak in to the microphone, I've already tuned it in to their last used signal."
Scott put the headset on, took a deep breath and flicked the switch on the microphone.
"Hello, this is Cyclops, in anyone there?"
Apart from the light static, only silence.
He repeated his question. Silence again.
"Is anyone there, this is..."
"Hello?" a quiet voice came on over the speakers.
"Hi, who is this?" Scott asked.
"I'm not authorized to say. I don't recognize your voice, who is this?"
Scott looked slightly puzzled, hadn't he just said his name twice already? "This is Cyclops, I..."
*Click* The static returned.
"I lost the connection, what happened Forge?" Scott asked the inventor, who was currently scanning all the equipment. When he finished his diagnosis, he answered.
"She hung up on you."
"Can she do that? I thought we'd still get through even if she didn't answer." Forge thought for a moment and checked some readings again.
"From the abrupt lack of a receiving consol I'd say she somehow stopped it from receiving the signal. Hang on I'll try and re-configure our signal for another of their stations."
"Are you sure that these transmissions can't be intercepted?" Scott looked worried at the prospect of changing the station, what if Forge's calculations were off?
"This is all I do every day, I'm sure, ok?" Forge sounded slightly annoyed, and Scott thought it was probably a really insulting question to a guy like Forge.
"Uh, I'm really...I mean, I know you'd never try this unless you were sure it would work, so..."
"Don't sweat it," Forge replied, still sounding slightly annoyed. A long strained silence broken only by the sound of static and switches being flicked filled the air.
Forge seemed quite happy to let Scott sit in the hole he dug for himself, but something much more important came up. "Hey, I think I got another connection."
The speaker emitted a louder static noise before taking the form of voices, the one from before and an older, agitated male voice.
"...can't have"
"Yeah well they...heard it with me own ears. Someone's...signal"
"This is just what we need. What did they say?"
"Um, not much, just that his name was, um, Sicalops I think. What if it was the humans? What should I do?"
"Wait. See if they try and make contact again...can't know where we are. Contact me if you hear from them again."
A click and a loud static announced the end of the conversation.
"Well, they seem as worried about the humans as we are, that's a good sign isn't it?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, and this signal is defiantly not one of theirs, lets try again, hopefully they won't hang up on us again." Forge replied.
Scott readjusted his headphones whilst Forge flicked a switch and motioned for Scott to talk.
"Is anyone there?"
Pause
"Yes I'm here." The same quite voice from before answered. "Is this Sicalops?"
Scott grinned slightly, "Yes this is 'Cyclops', who is this?"
Pause
"Um, I'm, uh hold on a tic please." A scratchy noise followed by a hushed conversation came over the speakers. Then a new voice came over the line.
"Hello Cyclops, this is Vapor. How are you on our signal?"
Stunned at the directness of the question Scott sat, stuck between opening his mouth and actually saying something. Forge raised an eyebrow at Cyclops, amused.
"Vapor this is Forge, I hacked into your signal, but don't worry, I'm certain that the humans can't hack into your signal, it took me weeks and I have mutant powers to help me. I assume that since you have a code name too that you're a mutant?"
An audible sigh of relief. "Yes I am. Well we are."
Scott decided to speak up. "Are you part of the group that broke into the camps?"
"Yes I am. I've probably said too much already, but I think we should meet in person before anything else is said." A long pause followed with a hushed debate in the background. "Do you know where Bayville High used to be?" At Scott's affirmative answer, Vapor continued, "Great, we'll have some of our people meet some of your people there tomorrow at 0600 hours?"
Scott doubted that many of the guys would be amicable to meeting at 6 in the morning, especially Kurt who would have to teleport them all there, but it was the most sensible hour of the day, they would all be able to travel between Sentinel sweeps and the darkness of the hour gave off less of a feeling of being out in the open.
"Ok we'll be there"
*** The next morning at Bayville high***
"This is cruel and unusual punishment Scott Summers, No-one should be up this early. You're just doing this to me because I was seen right?" Kurt whined, pulling his jacket closer and slumping down on an overturned rusted locker.
Cyclops rolled his eyes and turned to the rest of the group ignoring Kurt. There were a total of five of them, each looking as tired and surly as Kurt, yet they couldn't help whispering excitedly about meeting *the* outsiders.
Forge, who seemed not to need sleep, had spent the night double checking their 'uberwatches' and making sure all the tracking equipment was in order so the guys back at the base could keep track of them, was talking excitedly with a tired looking 15 year-old boy codenamed Mimic, who, while not a mutant, could copy 5 different mutants powers at half power. His current powers were useful in both attack and defense situations, so he was dragged along against his will as a safety plan.
The other person who had actually fallen asleep against was codenamed Ruckus; whose voice could knock most people unconscious. Scott thought it would be a good idea to have a back up plan to their back up plan, which was, simply put, scream at them and run away. Not one of his best plans, but what did people expect on such little sleep, he, as most of the others, had been up all of the night and most of the early morning, too worked up to sleep.
"So you are the ones who had everyone panicking huh? You don't look like anything impressive."
Everyone jumped to their feet and spun around to see three figures dressed entirely in black from head to toe.
"Who the hell are you?" Mimic asked.
Scott glared at him. "Mimic! Sorry about him, I'm Cyclops, this is Nightcrawler, Mimic, Ruckus and Forge."
The middle figure turned to the person on her left. After a few moments the left person nodded at the middle figure, who then nodded back and reached up, removing the black balaclava covering their face.
"You're a girl?" Ruckus blurted out. The dark haired, brown-eyed female smirked, and then looked down at herself and back at Ruckus.
"Isn't it obvious?" She smiled larger and turned to Cyclops. "Hi, I'm Vapor. These are two of the people I work with." She motioned to the one who spoke first who pulled off his own balaclava to reveal a male around 17 years old with white-blonde hair.
"This is Quicksilver,"
"Hey you're the same age as us," Mimic noted with some confusion. He had built the 'outsiders' up as this professional mutant liberation team who had to go through years of training and examinations, and being his age just didn't fit in to that picture.
"Wow you lot are just full of useful observations today ain't ya?"
Mimic and Ruckus glared angrily at Quicksilver, who mock-glared back at them. Vapor rolled her eyes at their antics and moved onto their other teammate.
"Anyway this is..." The third figure removed their balaclava.
"Oh my god" Cyclops muttered in disbelief.
"Hey Cyclops"
AN – I'm not going to leave it there am I?? I most certainly AM!!! Hahahahahaha! No sorry that's cruel, I really left I it there because the conversation was getting way to long and I need a break to get my head back on track. Ohhh who is the mystery third person??? Invisible cookie to anyone who guesses!
About Vapor – I bet you're all thinking 'NOOOOO! Another OC created for the sole purpose of fulfilling the authors wish to enter the x-men evolution world, NNNOOOO Kill it Kill it!!' Well, rest assured, she's not an OC, strictly, she's in the comics and the X-men novel series about the Cosmic cube, I just tweaked her a little bit (She wasn't said to be a mutant in cannon) to fit this story. Does anyone want to guess who she is?
Oh sorry and putting Mimic and Ruckus in, they were last minute editions, since no-one had any male mutants to suggest I put in, I had to come up with my own (Me, think?) and since I'm reading the Exiles atm and writing a fic with Ruckus in it, in they went.
Thanks go to my wonderful reviewers, who just when I was thinking of abandoning this fic, reviewed and made me feel so good that I jumped on the computer and sat for four hours until I wrote this chapter:
Demonrouge13
Lyranfan: I'm glad you like it, I wasn't sure about messing with the relationships, and you made me feel so much better!
Teyo Tama: Thank-you so much. Your review got me thinking again about this fic
Spectra2: Now your review is what tipped the scales and got me off my lazy butt to write this!
So everyone, you have these 4 people to thank for this chapter!!
On their way to Forge's inventing corner or the cave Scott tried to piece together all he knew of the outsiders.
They were mutants, or at least humans with super powers.
They somehow mostly avoided being captured in the main sentinel sweep.
Their exact number isn't obvious, as when Scott saw some of them, they seemed to fade away, but there were at least eight of them.
Scott didn't like that he had no idea who these people were, or what they could do. They seemed to know everything that they, being the mutants who were formerly x-men, could do, and as such had roles planned for them ahead of time for the camp escape. Scott used to think that maybe one of his teammates had avoided being captured, but it was unlikely. The sentinels struck with no warning, taking many of them down, and the ones that escaped initial capture were found within 4 hours and dragged off to the camps.
"Hey leader man, snap out of it!"
Scott shook his head clear of everything and stared at the machine in front of him. It did indeed look like a super two-way radio. He picked up the microphone and examined it.
"So how do I get it to work?"
Forge finished putting on a headset and pointed to another on the table. "Put that on, flick the switch and speak in to the microphone, I've already tuned it in to their last used signal."
Scott put the headset on, took a deep breath and flicked the switch on the microphone.
"Hello, this is Cyclops, in anyone there?"
Apart from the light static, only silence.
He repeated his question. Silence again.
"Is anyone there, this is..."
"Hello?" a quiet voice came on over the speakers.
"Hi, who is this?" Scott asked.
"I'm not authorized to say. I don't recognize your voice, who is this?"
Scott looked slightly puzzled, hadn't he just said his name twice already? "This is Cyclops, I..."
*Click* The static returned.
"I lost the connection, what happened Forge?" Scott asked the inventor, who was currently scanning all the equipment. When he finished his diagnosis, he answered.
"She hung up on you."
"Can she do that? I thought we'd still get through even if she didn't answer." Forge thought for a moment and checked some readings again.
"From the abrupt lack of a receiving consol I'd say she somehow stopped it from receiving the signal. Hang on I'll try and re-configure our signal for another of their stations."
"Are you sure that these transmissions can't be intercepted?" Scott looked worried at the prospect of changing the station, what if Forge's calculations were off?
"This is all I do every day, I'm sure, ok?" Forge sounded slightly annoyed, and Scott thought it was probably a really insulting question to a guy like Forge.
"Uh, I'm really...I mean, I know you'd never try this unless you were sure it would work, so..."
"Don't sweat it," Forge replied, still sounding slightly annoyed. A long strained silence broken only by the sound of static and switches being flicked filled the air.
Forge seemed quite happy to let Scott sit in the hole he dug for himself, but something much more important came up. "Hey, I think I got another connection."
The speaker emitted a louder static noise before taking the form of voices, the one from before and an older, agitated male voice.
"...can't have"
"Yeah well they...heard it with me own ears. Someone's...signal"
"This is just what we need. What did they say?"
"Um, not much, just that his name was, um, Sicalops I think. What if it was the humans? What should I do?"
"Wait. See if they try and make contact again...can't know where we are. Contact me if you hear from them again."
A click and a loud static announced the end of the conversation.
"Well, they seem as worried about the humans as we are, that's a good sign isn't it?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, and this signal is defiantly not one of theirs, lets try again, hopefully they won't hang up on us again." Forge replied.
Scott readjusted his headphones whilst Forge flicked a switch and motioned for Scott to talk.
"Is anyone there?"
Pause
"Yes I'm here." The same quite voice from before answered. "Is this Sicalops?"
Scott grinned slightly, "Yes this is 'Cyclops', who is this?"
Pause
"Um, I'm, uh hold on a tic please." A scratchy noise followed by a hushed conversation came over the speakers. Then a new voice came over the line.
"Hello Cyclops, this is Vapor. How are you on our signal?"
Stunned at the directness of the question Scott sat, stuck between opening his mouth and actually saying something. Forge raised an eyebrow at Cyclops, amused.
"Vapor this is Forge, I hacked into your signal, but don't worry, I'm certain that the humans can't hack into your signal, it took me weeks and I have mutant powers to help me. I assume that since you have a code name too that you're a mutant?"
An audible sigh of relief. "Yes I am. Well we are."
Scott decided to speak up. "Are you part of the group that broke into the camps?"
"Yes I am. I've probably said too much already, but I think we should meet in person before anything else is said." A long pause followed with a hushed debate in the background. "Do you know where Bayville High used to be?" At Scott's affirmative answer, Vapor continued, "Great, we'll have some of our people meet some of your people there tomorrow at 0600 hours?"
Scott doubted that many of the guys would be amicable to meeting at 6 in the morning, especially Kurt who would have to teleport them all there, but it was the most sensible hour of the day, they would all be able to travel between Sentinel sweeps and the darkness of the hour gave off less of a feeling of being out in the open.
"Ok we'll be there"
*** The next morning at Bayville high***
"This is cruel and unusual punishment Scott Summers, No-one should be up this early. You're just doing this to me because I was seen right?" Kurt whined, pulling his jacket closer and slumping down on an overturned rusted locker.
Cyclops rolled his eyes and turned to the rest of the group ignoring Kurt. There were a total of five of them, each looking as tired and surly as Kurt, yet they couldn't help whispering excitedly about meeting *the* outsiders.
Forge, who seemed not to need sleep, had spent the night double checking their 'uberwatches' and making sure all the tracking equipment was in order so the guys back at the base could keep track of them, was talking excitedly with a tired looking 15 year-old boy codenamed Mimic, who, while not a mutant, could copy 5 different mutants powers at half power. His current powers were useful in both attack and defense situations, so he was dragged along against his will as a safety plan.
The other person who had actually fallen asleep against was codenamed Ruckus; whose voice could knock most people unconscious. Scott thought it would be a good idea to have a back up plan to their back up plan, which was, simply put, scream at them and run away. Not one of his best plans, but what did people expect on such little sleep, he, as most of the others, had been up all of the night and most of the early morning, too worked up to sleep.
"So you are the ones who had everyone panicking huh? You don't look like anything impressive."
Everyone jumped to their feet and spun around to see three figures dressed entirely in black from head to toe.
"Who the hell are you?" Mimic asked.
Scott glared at him. "Mimic! Sorry about him, I'm Cyclops, this is Nightcrawler, Mimic, Ruckus and Forge."
The middle figure turned to the person on her left. After a few moments the left person nodded at the middle figure, who then nodded back and reached up, removing the black balaclava covering their face.
"You're a girl?" Ruckus blurted out. The dark haired, brown-eyed female smirked, and then looked down at herself and back at Ruckus.
"Isn't it obvious?" She smiled larger and turned to Cyclops. "Hi, I'm Vapor. These are two of the people I work with." She motioned to the one who spoke first who pulled off his own balaclava to reveal a male around 17 years old with white-blonde hair.
"This is Quicksilver,"
"Hey you're the same age as us," Mimic noted with some confusion. He had built the 'outsiders' up as this professional mutant liberation team who had to go through years of training and examinations, and being his age just didn't fit in to that picture.
"Wow you lot are just full of useful observations today ain't ya?"
Mimic and Ruckus glared angrily at Quicksilver, who mock-glared back at them. Vapor rolled her eyes at their antics and moved onto their other teammate.
"Anyway this is..." The third figure removed their balaclava.
"Oh my god" Cyclops muttered in disbelief.
"Hey Cyclops"
AN – I'm not going to leave it there am I?? I most certainly AM!!! Hahahahahaha! No sorry that's cruel, I really left I it there because the conversation was getting way to long and I need a break to get my head back on track. Ohhh who is the mystery third person??? Invisible cookie to anyone who guesses!
About Vapor – I bet you're all thinking 'NOOOOO! Another OC created for the sole purpose of fulfilling the authors wish to enter the x-men evolution world, NNNOOOO Kill it Kill it!!' Well, rest assured, she's not an OC, strictly, she's in the comics and the X-men novel series about the Cosmic cube, I just tweaked her a little bit (She wasn't said to be a mutant in cannon) to fit this story. Does anyone want to guess who she is?
Oh sorry and putting Mimic and Ruckus in, they were last minute editions, since no-one had any male mutants to suggest I put in, I had to come up with my own (Me, think?) and since I'm reading the Exiles atm and writing a fic with Ruckus in it, in they went.
Thanks go to my wonderful reviewers, who just when I was thinking of abandoning this fic, reviewed and made me feel so good that I jumped on the computer and sat for four hours until I wrote this chapter:
Demonrouge13
Lyranfan: I'm glad you like it, I wasn't sure about messing with the relationships, and you made me feel so much better!
Teyo Tama: Thank-you so much. Your review got me thinking again about this fic
Spectra2: Now your review is what tipped the scales and got me off my lazy butt to write this!
So everyone, you have these 4 people to thank for this chapter!!