I'm only writing this new chapter so I won't feel bad about starting a new story. : p
Don't own 'em.
Chapter 7:
Toad grabbed Bobby Drakes head in one swift movement. He considered squishing it right now before they could stop him, then relented. Iceman needed to suffer more than that. With a strong grasp around his throat, he leapt out the window. Oddly enough, no X-Man moved to stop him. Logan even stepped out of the way. Xavier was ordering that they stop Toad frantically, but their disgust for the pleading creature anchored them down.
The team stood rooted in Charles's office in silence until Tabitha said with volume, "Holy shit." They all looked up at her in surprise. That just about said it all.
"I'm telling you once more," ordered their boss somewhat angrily, "Go get them! Don't you understand that he's going to kill Bobby!"
Colossus straightened up. He waved. "Bye, Bobby." As he left they heard him mumble, "Never liked that guy anyways. Fucking perv." The rest filed out after him. After they were gone, Charles's mask of calm wore away, and he grabbed a pair of scissors from the desk, and swiftly stabbed them into it.
Suddenly, a smile lifted his face. /Ororo/ he thought to the powerless mutant.
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Mort had often used this warehouse for hiding out and such. Now, it's use made him slightly more murderous. "Ge' over there, an' don' try nuffin' or I'll pu' yer bleedin' organs into yer toes," he snarled at Bobby with a shove. The pathetic looking X-Man huddled in the indicated corner, fearing for his life.
"Don't do this!" he pleaded futilly, "Please! You can just let me go! They won't let me back!"
Toad's tongue shot out of his mouth, and was soon wrapped snugly around Iceman's throat. "Don' tempt me, arsehole," growled the assassin. He lifted Bobby slowly from the ground. The younger mutant took this opportunity to freeze a large portion of Toad's tongue. Toad reeled it back in, and bit down on the ice, snapping it, and drawing a bit of his own blood. "You're gonna die, Bobby," said Mort factually, "For wha' you did ta Doria, wha' you did ta my daughter, you're gonna die, and I don' think it'll be pleasant." With a gentle twitch of muscle, he flung his foot into the captive's stomach.
"I didn't think she'd..." he grunted over the pain of broken ribs, "I didn't know..."
"You knew damned well who she was!" Mort roared, "You jus' wanted ta ge' away with screwin' the Brotherhood gel!" His slime quickly latched his victim's hands to the wall behind him. "You aren' gettin' away with it, bastard." His boot flew across Bobby's face viciously.
Bobby grunted, falling limp against his goopy restraints. "I'm sorry," he sobbed through blood, "I didn't know there would be a baby!"
This stopped Toad's vicious beating. He crouched down to look Bobby in the eyes, picked up the man's chin to get a better look at him, and spat a final burst of slime over his nose and mouth.
"The baby'll be better off withou' i's father." He slammed the door of the cavernous warehouse on his way out, leaving Bobby Drake to suffocate alone.
Hey, it was a little short, but I'm sure you'll survive. Read and review or I'll go sob in my room!