Touch. He might be able to actually touch Rogue. Don't get your hopes up, Allana didn't say for sure; hush, let him have his fantasies. Just then the doorbell rang. He zipped downstairs to answer it; everyone had either gone to bed or were too busy to bother with the door. He opened it to find none other than Allana. "Allana? What the heck are you doing here? We just got off the phone."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Maximoff, but I've got a bone to pick with you." Allana narrowed her eyes.
Pietro Maximoff rarely ever felt fear, but now he was feeling it in a strong way. Something was wrong. He stepped outside and pulled the door close behind him. He didn't notice the twitch of the curtain indicating someone was watching. "What's going on?" Pietro asked.
"Don't act all innocent like you don't know why I'm here." Allana hissed. Something was definitely wrong.
"But, Allana..."
"Don't! I know about you."
Pietro's eyes widened in confusion and then fear. She couldn't be talking about his father could she?
"I know who your father is." She said it. She knew. Nobody knew, except who was supposed to. Not even the other members of his team knew.
"How?" He barely managed.
"It's so easy to get records from the Internet. Probably should be illegal. Besides, I'm not stupid."
"I never called you stupid."
"You didn't have to! By not telling me, you basically called me stupid. I mean... Pietro, I thought we were friends." She looked so sad, what had he done? He reached out to touch her, but she shook him off. He let his hand drop, "We are friends."
"I just wonder what your father is going to do when he finds out you want to be with the traitor."
Pietro's head and heart started pounding. This wasn't happening. Allana shrugged than started to walk off. "Where are you going?" Pietro called.
Allana stopped and faced Pietro again. "Your father's made your mother go crazy, locked your twin up, tried to kill us on numerous of occasions, not to mention abandoned you, his own son. I don't want to be around when he decides to come back and finds you with the enemy." Allana frowned.
Pietro's temper flared, "You don't know anything! My father just wants the best for mutant kind. So just go back to your pansy mansion with your beloved professor and see which one of us lives longer."
"You're on the wrong side, Maximoff. I just hope you realize that before it's too late."
"At least I'm not a poser."
"What did you call me?" Something unrecognizable yet familiar flashed through Allana's eyes.
"Yeah, that's right. A poser. You wear the uniform, but you are no better than me."
Allana laughed, a very familiar laugh, "Oh, but I am, Maximoff." She then shook her head and walked off into the night.
Pietro stared after her, his anger the first thing on his mind. He went inside and slammed the door. Dante was waiting by the window where he had been watching.
"How dare she!" Pietro growled at Dante.
"Pietro, I know you don't want to hear this..." Dante started.
"What?" Pietro barked.
"I don't think that was Allana." Dante answered quietly.
"What do you mean that wasn't Allana? I have eyes and I know you're not blind. Well, you are a wuss when it comes to your little girlfriend."
Dante sighed unfazed by Pietro's behavior. "It wasn't her, Allana's not like that. I think you know that."
A part Pietro did. The logical side, the friend, but his fury all but eclipsed his reasoning. "If that wasn't Allana, who was it?"
"I don't know."
"Exactly, you just aren't willing to admit your precious Twister has faults!"
"Pietro, don't say something you're going to regret."
"Like what?" Pietro snapped, "That you're an ass for falling in love with the high and mighty X-Witch Allana?" Pietro then ran upstairs and locked the door behind him.
"Like that." Dante mumbled after he left and went to find some extra pillows. Dante figured that Pietro wasn't going to let him back into their room.
How dare Dante tell him he didn't know what he was talking about? He'd pay! So would Allana. She wasn't the only one who knew stuff about unwanted pasts!
Elsewhere, a block away from the Brotherhood House, Allana stood under a streetlight and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. It was. Allana then became Mystique. She chuckled evilly to herself. "Phase one complete." Then she shifted to a bird and flew away.
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Now how many of you all ACTUALLY thought I was dead or gone??? Well guess what... I'M BACK!!!!! And with a vengeance y'all!!! Now onto the story... You all didn't really think that was Allana did you??? Shame shame... you haven't been paying attention very well... Now this is the first of 3 chapters I'll be uploading tonight... see more soon. Later!
J. C. Thomas
"I don't know what you're talking about, Maximoff, but I've got a bone to pick with you." Allana narrowed her eyes.
Pietro Maximoff rarely ever felt fear, but now he was feeling it in a strong way. Something was wrong. He stepped outside and pulled the door close behind him. He didn't notice the twitch of the curtain indicating someone was watching. "What's going on?" Pietro asked.
"Don't act all innocent like you don't know why I'm here." Allana hissed. Something was definitely wrong.
"But, Allana..."
"Don't! I know about you."
Pietro's eyes widened in confusion and then fear. She couldn't be talking about his father could she?
"I know who your father is." She said it. She knew. Nobody knew, except who was supposed to. Not even the other members of his team knew.
"How?" He barely managed.
"It's so easy to get records from the Internet. Probably should be illegal. Besides, I'm not stupid."
"I never called you stupid."
"You didn't have to! By not telling me, you basically called me stupid. I mean... Pietro, I thought we were friends." She looked so sad, what had he done? He reached out to touch her, but she shook him off. He let his hand drop, "We are friends."
"I just wonder what your father is going to do when he finds out you want to be with the traitor."
Pietro's head and heart started pounding. This wasn't happening. Allana shrugged than started to walk off. "Where are you going?" Pietro called.
Allana stopped and faced Pietro again. "Your father's made your mother go crazy, locked your twin up, tried to kill us on numerous of occasions, not to mention abandoned you, his own son. I don't want to be around when he decides to come back and finds you with the enemy." Allana frowned.
Pietro's temper flared, "You don't know anything! My father just wants the best for mutant kind. So just go back to your pansy mansion with your beloved professor and see which one of us lives longer."
"You're on the wrong side, Maximoff. I just hope you realize that before it's too late."
"At least I'm not a poser."
"What did you call me?" Something unrecognizable yet familiar flashed through Allana's eyes.
"Yeah, that's right. A poser. You wear the uniform, but you are no better than me."
Allana laughed, a very familiar laugh, "Oh, but I am, Maximoff." She then shook her head and walked off into the night.
Pietro stared after her, his anger the first thing on his mind. He went inside and slammed the door. Dante was waiting by the window where he had been watching.
"How dare she!" Pietro growled at Dante.
"Pietro, I know you don't want to hear this..." Dante started.
"What?" Pietro barked.
"I don't think that was Allana." Dante answered quietly.
"What do you mean that wasn't Allana? I have eyes and I know you're not blind. Well, you are a wuss when it comes to your little girlfriend."
Dante sighed unfazed by Pietro's behavior. "It wasn't her, Allana's not like that. I think you know that."
A part Pietro did. The logical side, the friend, but his fury all but eclipsed his reasoning. "If that wasn't Allana, who was it?"
"I don't know."
"Exactly, you just aren't willing to admit your precious Twister has faults!"
"Pietro, don't say something you're going to regret."
"Like what?" Pietro snapped, "That you're an ass for falling in love with the high and mighty X-Witch Allana?" Pietro then ran upstairs and locked the door behind him.
"Like that." Dante mumbled after he left and went to find some extra pillows. Dante figured that Pietro wasn't going to let him back into their room.
How dare Dante tell him he didn't know what he was talking about? He'd pay! So would Allana. She wasn't the only one who knew stuff about unwanted pasts!
Elsewhere, a block away from the Brotherhood House, Allana stood under a streetlight and looked around to make sure the coast was clear. It was. Allana then became Mystique. She chuckled evilly to herself. "Phase one complete." Then she shifted to a bird and flew away.
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Now how many of you all ACTUALLY thought I was dead or gone??? Well guess what... I'M BACK!!!!! And with a vengeance y'all!!! Now onto the story... You all didn't really think that was Allana did you??? Shame shame... you haven't been paying attention very well... Now this is the first of 3 chapters I'll be uploading tonight... see more soon. Later!
J. C. Thomas