Thermal Power Chapter 4: I don't need any help, a mutant x fanfic

Disclaimer: The usual, I do not now nor have I ever owned any characters from Mutant X, or Roswell.

They belong to their respective owners and companies. So there.

I do however own the characters known as Cody Madison, Mr. Charles Madison, and Lillian Madison. Myna Mora, David Jennets. And whoever else you don't recognize thank you.

Just a side note the characters from Roswell will come later on in the story. Sorry, I should have said that a while ago.

Thanks to everyone who sent in reviews, they were much appreciated.

This goes out to my buddy for the confident words which enabled me to finish this chapter! (JAR!)
BROOKNER AVE MOTEL…

Cody sat up in the tub gasping for what little air there was in the room. It took a moment to register where she was. With a slight flick of her wrist the room was lit up, and what a mess it was. The mirror had been broken; shards of glass littered the floor. The cabinet doors hung on their hinges, as well as the toilette top. "Oh shit." the water which had been warm before was now freezing cold. Climbing out carefully she tip toed around the glass grabbed a huge towel and went out into the bedroom. Had she looked closely at the pieces of glass she would have seen the frost forming on them.

'How the hell was he able to see me? Nobody had ever been able to see her before, what made him so different?'

DOWNSTAIRS FRONT DESK…

Mathew Turner, a young man in his late twenties, chestnut brown hair, and blue eyes. Had an interesting take on the world around him. Things no matter how bad things were he always found a bright side. With a mischievous smile that always got him in trouble, it was a wonder the man was still alive. He had taken the night shift for many reasons. 3 being these:

A) Nobody liked the night strangers who waltz in.

b) Nobody ever volunteered for the job.

c) It was fun!

Mathew was sitting in his usual stool reading his book behind the registration counter. Nothing had really happened, so it was really quiet. He should've have known better than that when the brunette had walked in earlier. He should have also made the call earlier… Mathew should have done a lot of things early.

The vibe he picked up when the two strangers walked into the room was unnerving. The both of them were in business suits; his awareness of their abnormalities hit him first. Being a Canine Feral helped him a hell of a lot more. He suppressed the urge to growl at them. The female approached him and slid a photo across the desk. She smelled of pears, and something to a conduit to venom (you figure it out). "We're looking for this young lady, we have reason to believe that she is staying in one of your rooms."

He glanced at the picture with out hesitated he answered. "Room 119. Can't miss a busted lock." the two walked over to the stairs and when he was sure they were out of earshot, he leaned over and pressed a green button underneath the desk. Than proceeded to pick up the phone and dialed out. In a low voice he continued. "Yeah its Matt… that girl you were looking for… you told me to call if I saw anything weird… yeah awhile ago… GSA just came in… alright see yah soon." he put the phone back in its cradle and could've kicked himself. "Fuck…" he muttered.

"Bad mistake Mr. Turner." a voice said softly. "Be a good boy and stand up for me." It was the female. Mathew growled at the stupid comment. "Ooh come now you didn't actually think we wouldn't notice, you hiding your kind here."

"Myna you never ceased to amaze me, always cowering behind your weapons." he sneered.

"Oh baby who is hiding?" she replied seductively, raising the gun up and bringing it down hard across his face…

CODY'S ROOM…

Just as she had pulled on a pair of pajama bottoms a low buzzing sound went off in the room.

"Shit… I knew I was hoping for too much." she muttered jumping out of the bed, and opened her door. Glancing down the steps she saw down to the first floor she saw an agent coming up real fast. "Only one, he must be a scout. Can't take a chance" She ran back into the room shutting the door behind her as quietly as possible. Placing her hand over the lock, she did her best not to set it on fire. There is a sizzling sound, than we see smoke was rising from the door. Cody leaned over and blew the smoke away. The lock had been melted. A wave of dizziness over came her for a second, shaking it off she ran over to the bed and yanked on her socks and boots.

She shoved her books into the bag, along with her clothes. She pulled the bomber jacket on over her nightshirt and swept her hair under the Yankees hat. "This is not happening." she grumbled trying to pry the window open. "God if I break it he'll hear it."

A final shove and it shot upwards cutting her hand in the process. She bit into the leather of her jacket to keep from screaming. No time. She told herself and slung her back onto the fire escape, and swung her legs over the edge. The window came down behind her. Cody placed her un-injured hand over the locks and melted them down. "Fuck…" she pulled herself up the ledge of the building all the way up to the roof.

DOWNSTAIRS…

"Jennets report…" Mora spoke into the band around her wrist. When she got no response she demanded he report in at once. This got a grin out of Mathew, which in turn just seemed to make her very angry. Agent Mora brought the heel of the gun down hard across his face, we hear a sickening crack. "Do I look like I am in the mood to joke Mr. Turner?" she sigh's shaking her head. "Baby I really wished it didn't have to come to this really. Because the truth is, I really did like you." she cocks her head to the side and frowns.

Smacking him with the gun once more she grins, as his response is to groan. "Good boy. Now you're going to tell me what you know about Ms. Madison ok. Hey wake up!"

"Mora there isn't nothing in here the room is empty." Agent Jennets voice came in over her band.

"Shit… well check the other rooms she has to be in here someplace. She's just a kid for crying out loud." She slowly turns to Mathew with what looks like a mix between a frown and a smile. Placing a hand over his chest she sighs once more. "What room?" when he doesn't answer she digs her nails into his chest.

A single shove into his mind by an unknown source makes Mathew jump up from his seat, and throws her across the room. Agent Mora's body slams into the wall making a dent in it. She is now on the floor. Mathew growls at her and leaps over the counter landing by her side. Grabs her by the neck hauling her up into the air. "What was the question." he says maintaining a smile while blood dripped down from his temple.

UPSTAIRS…

Agent Jennets is aware of a hint of sulfur in the air. He smirks and shakes his head. "Big mistake kiddo."

He grinned busting the door down and walking into the room. "Where the hell did you go?" he turned over the mattress. "Come on…" he said this more to himself, touching the door to bathroom he feels the heat, a flash of images rush at him. 'Cody going through the window melting the locks… going out the fire escape… on the roof… nears the edge of the roof looking down…a gunfire going off. Someone screaming.' Agent Jennets comes out of the Precognitive state and grins sadistically. "You can run but you can't hide you fire starting bitch."

DOWN STAIRS…

Agent Mora and Mathew are now trading blows to the body, we here grunts and groans from both sides

Mathew throws a left hook that is blocked by Mora; she does spinning heel kick sending the feral backwards into the counter. Agent Mora charged and makes a grab for his neck. Idiot. He lowers himself just a bit and lets his shoulders connect with her abdomen, pushing her upwards agent Mora is flipped

over and back onto the floor behind the counter. "Man you don't give up do you?" he asks leaning over the counter to get a look at her. She is unconscious. "Crazy…" he turned his back on her and runs over to the stairs case, to help the kid, when he hears a shot fallowed by the crack of electricity break through the air.

Whirling around he sees Agent Mora with a gun in hand, partly suspended in the air by an electrical volt. She than dropped down to the floor. Unfortunately so did Mathew, the Psiconic ran to his side.

"You alright?" Brennan asked

"Couldn't be better pal." he replied with a wry smile.

"He took a shot to his left arm." the girl said trying to plug up the wound.

"Emma take care of the blood hound here while Jesse and I check the upstairs."

"Alright… be careful."

"We will."

"Room 132." Mathew croaked out between coughing fits. "What'd you say" Brennan spun around.

"Room 132, that's where your pyro chic was staying before these ass holes busted in, there is still one more left. But I sensed more up on the roof."

"What do you mean was?"

"Alert system, gotta look out for one another."

"Thanks man." he and Jesse went up the stairs.

"You should relax." Emma said to Mathew. "Got anything so we can tie her up?"

"Yeah sure behind the counter."

~*~*~*~

Let me tell you something walking across a roof is not the world's easiest thing to do. Especially when the roof like this one is slanted in more ways than one. Now I found myself wishing that I had had more time when I dressed myself. The cold was cutting into my pajama bottoms, and I was having the hardest time ever increasing my boy's temperature. Trying to keep it together mentally as well as physically I quickened my pace it would only be a while before scout boy would find me. I had no intention of killing anyone tonight.

~*~*~*~

Unbeknown to Cody, Agent Jennets had already caught up to her; he was slinking in the shadows of the rooftops. Watching her every move, he had known what was going to happen to his partner even before

Mr. Eckhart gave them this assignment. This was his chance now, those days being trained in the most brutes of ways, would finally pay off. No more playing, he was going to bring her in now. Pulling out the trank gun he aimed it carefully at her back.

~*~*~*~

ROOM 132...

Room 132 had been broken into alright the door was left on it's hinges the room its self had been ransacked.

The mattress had been overturned, as had been the desk. Jesse went into the bathroom. While Brennan checked for anything else that might lead them to the girl, he took noticed of the door, the locks seemed to have been melted. Attentively touching it. "Still warm. " walking over to the broken window the locks there too had been melted.

Jesse came back out from the bathroom. "There seems to be ice on the glass.… what is it?"

Brennan was staring behind the younger mutant. "What?"

"All the locks in the room are melted." he said. There was a sound that broke the air above them. "Gun shots." Brennan said "What is it with these guys and guns?"

The two mutants made a run for the window.

~*~*~*~

Cody was now running across the roof, and jumping from building to building, the first shot had missed her by inches. She was dam sure that with the next few she wouldn't be so lucky. She ran as far as she could before she reached the last one. Her feet came to a skidding halt, breathing pretty hard at her near down fall. It wouldn't be long 'till the guy caught up.

Too dark to see anything clear, she closed her eyes letting her third sight take over, where as before only her pupils had been silver, her eyes were now completely engulfed in dark silver, we can see them shine just a bit in the night. This was something she rarely did. For the simple fact that every time she used this sight, all it did was bring back the horrifying memory of how she got it in the first place. Shaking off the tingling feeling that crept down her spine she scanned the rooftop.

It was about 10 feet to the next building and about another 15 feet down. "Way to high Cody." she told herself. Glancing around there wasn't any other way. "I can't win…" she grumbled. "Defense it is than…"

Yeah right. Guy with Fire arm VRS. Freak with Fire Power. This should be a no brain-err, why is this always so dam hard for me? Fuck it; it's him or me. And let me tell you something it ain't going to be me. No way in hell.

She stood her ground a few feet away from the edge, hands to her side waiting for the scout to come and get her. Little did she know the members of Mutant X, and scout boy weren't the only ones who were after her tonight. Watching, and waiting not far from the GSA guy were three dark figures, each fully geared up. Dressed in dark combat clothing. "Target is in sight." agent bear said.

~*~*~*~

Agent Jennets (GSA) had watched her every jump and landing firing with the intention of nipping her in the back. He was running out of tranquilizers and was now getting desperate. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small dart and loads it carefully into his gun. "Lets see how fast you run with a Sub-Dermal injection yah brat."

~*~*~*~

Brennan had seen the weapon under the dim lights of the roof, and recognized the dart; it had been the same one from earlier. If memory served him correct, (and if he had understood well enough) from the way the guy had been talking to Shalimar, the dart had been designed for Cody. No one else. Which would mean extensive damage on her part. He moved his arms as fast as he could, gathering up as much energy in his hands, Brennan let out an arc of electricity, hitting the guy right in his back. He dropped to the floor shouting out more in surprise than pain.

"Come on."

Jesse ran over to the guy who for the moment was knocked out. "Are you alright?" Brennan asked as they approached the young mutant, she took a step back.

Brennan noticed the color change in her eyes. He and Jesse stopped a few feet away from her, Brennan holding his hands up in the air. "Hey we're not going to hurt yah. You remember me earlier today in the alley?" when she didn't respond he continued with a sigh. "Two of my friends Shalimar Fox and Emma De Lauro and I helped you out, we talked for like awhile before you cut out on us. I gave you a card…" she seemed to be sizing up Jesse. Brennan had almost forgotten that Jesse hadn't been with them before. "This is another member of Mutant X, my friend and associate…"

"Yeah I remember you, and I distinctly remembering telling you guys that I didn't need any help."

"You didn't need any…" Brennan had just about had it with her attitude. "Kid… in case you forgot I'm the one who just saved your ass. You know maybe you should learn to be a little bit more grateful."

~*~*~*~

It took Cody a minute to realize what had happened to scout boy, she had seen him pull out the small metallic weapon and was aiming it at her. What stopped her from blasting him were the two men who had come into her line of fire. Holding back the thermal blast she cursed at them she didn't want to risk a miss fire, and injure them. Turns out Mulwray had shocked the guy into mild unconsciousness. Cody hadn't forgotten who he was. She was in a bit of shock that they he had shown up was all. Cody shook her head slightly and her eyes were back to their normal brown. The blond young man behind him gave her a reassuring expression. She could've sworn she'd seen him somewhere before. Mulwray was in the midst of explaining to her who his companion when she cut him off. "Yeah I remember you, and I distinctly remembering telling you guys that I didn't need any help."

"Grate full?" His arrogance was the least of her problems at the moment. His partner seemed to be shooting him disapproving looks, it was a wonder his team mates hadn't beamed him over the head for it. That is

when she noticed the dark figures coming down from out no where, literally. "Oh shit." her words had caused the two to spin around.

"We just want the girl." The first one said in an almost robotic voice.

"Oh sure we'll just hand her over to you and be on our way." Brennan and his companion stood protectively in front of her.

The man did not take this lightly. "Hand her over and…"

"Yeah and no one gets hurt we've heard it before."

"I assure you Mr. Mulwray this is not the time for jokes." the agent retorted in the same robotic tone.

They knew who he was, which a sure fire sign that these guys meant business. Cody had dealt with them before but the seriousness in their demeanor had grown. They were going to take her in no matter what or who stood in their way. This was kill or be killed night.

~*~*~*~

No one remembers who initiated the first punch, or throw of powers but it was all a mess of fist to body parts. More agents dropped down from the sky as Brennan took out two more. Jesse was holding his own, massing and phasing at will. Dodging blows to his mid-section, Cody backing them up with snap kicks and well placed hits. It was all going good that is until the leader of the Agents came waltzing up surveying the scene he snapped his fingers, in his hand laid a similar weapon to the one Agent Jennets had held earlier.

"Brennan Jesse you guys get out of there right now." Emma's voice came over the com- link.

"We're a little busy now Em." Brennan said as he ducked an on coming punch and retaliated with a massive kick to the head. "Why don't you try back later, when we're not getting out Asses kicked."

"You don't understand, Brennan get out of there now something bad is about to…"

Brennan didn't hear the rest because she had been drowned out by the sound of a .45, fallowed by flames from their pyro, hitting one of the agents. "Jesse!" Brennan's mind was now racing; he could barely see anything beyond the bright orange flames that slid against the dark rooftops. He kept fighting none the less,

"Brennan get down!" Came the cry from the girl. With out hesitation he dropped to the ground in a push-up position as flames flew over his head. Rolling over onto his back Brennan swiped another agent off of his feet. Getting back up he saw Jesse struggling with an agent that was twice his size, something wasn't right here. Brennan tried to make his way over to the young man he had come to call his surrogate brother, but was held back by another row of agents. "Emma get out of here, and get help." he yelled into the com-ring. "Bren…"

"Go now, and take Mathew with you!" he said as sparks flew from his fingers and zapped the nearest agent.

~*~*~*~

Cody was trying her best to keep her anger under control, but when she felt the punch of the agent connect to her jaw, she was now fighting back with coiled anger. When one began to shoot, she had summoned up the heat inside her body pushing it out with full force. Flames licked her palm's forming fire balls, Cody let them loose with such force. The first of the FB (fire ball) hit the agent with the gun. He screamed in agony as his gear erupted into bright flames. She let loose another FB throwing them with careful aim at the ones near the Blond young man. Turning her around she saw the agent coming up behind Brennan. "Brennan get down!" she saw his body hit the gravel and let loose a string of FB's. The blond mutant had dove in front of her, another round of bullets had been fired this time at her. He had massed just in time, as he went from solid form to normal she noticed he wasn't exactly well. "Oh my god…"

Brennan had joined them amongst the fire and body's piling up things were getting much worse, more dark agents dropped from the sky. The guys were on either side of Cody, all three in a defensive state. "Something tells me these aren't your average GSA guys." The blond mutant said.

"That's because they're not GSA." Cody said. "I wasn't kidding when I told you that you were better off without me."

"You've caused so much trouble for such a small mutant." The ringleader had stepped forward. "Now you will have cost the lives of you and you're little friends."

Cody noticed the two young men at her sides exchanged a look of understanding with one another. Still keeping her eyes on the bounty hunters, she felt one of their hands wrap around her own heated hand. Glancing back and up into the blue eyes of the blond he just smiled at her. "Trust me…" his words struck a chord deep inside of her, triggering a mixed sense of calm, and fear. A memory echoed in her mind. 'I don't know about this… trust me… I won't let anything happen to you…' the memory washed away as Brennan charged up and released another electrical arc at the remaining agents. That's when the blond grabbed the back of Brennan's jacket and suddenly the three slid right through the roof and out of sight, but not before the last agents gun went off…