Disclaimer: We own nothing to do with Tomb Raider/Lara Croft, James Bond, LOTR, X-Men (which now make an appearance) and anything else in this fic.
Exceptions: We own Vorserkeien, Lightning & the Danny Inn.
& a welcome to Rebel Mission who joins us:
IcelandWhen they reached Iceland, the first thing they saw was a small village of tents.
"Where are all of the souvenirs?" asked Vorserkeien.
"Vorsie, I am not interested in that. The first thing we have to do is to find the X-Men." Answered Lightning.
"What, there are more mutants on this mission?! You didn't tell me that!" shouted James.
"Hee, hee! Stupid old Bondie didn't know that Cyclops was coming!" giggled Vorserkeien.
"Oh, sorry, Vorsie, I forgot you fancied him!" Lightning watched both Vorserkeien and Legolas' faces turn from happy to sad.
"She is lying, Leggy," Vorserkeien's usually pale face blushed scarlet, "I don't really fancy him. I was just trying to make James scared!" Legolas' face brightened up after that statement.
Lightning walked straight towards one of the larger tents, and was greeted by an elderly man in a wheelchair, struggling to get through the thick snow. After that there came a brown haired man with red visors over his eyes.
"Meet Professor Xavier," said Lightning. "And Scott Summers, a.k.a. Cyclops."
Close behind Cyclops came a pretty young woman named Phoenix or Dr. Jean Grey. Even closer behind her came a moody-looking man named Wolverine, or Logan. Rogue came next, two streaks of white hair with the rest brown. Popping here and there next came a young, blue coloured boy named Nightcrawler, or Kurt Wagner. Storm, a long white haired young lady came next, her real name being Ororo Munroe.
"Hi, right, down to business…" Lightning began.
"Lightning," said Lara. "Can you get blue-boy over there to stop popping about, it is getting me dizzy!" Nightcrawler stopped straight away.
"Let me take over, Lightning," said Xavier. "Anyway, I suggest that we leave to go to the temple in 3 days time. That will give us enough time to catch up on things."
"I totally agree," said James, "I want to know more about this mission before we do any more."
"But where are we sleeping?" Whined Vorserkeien, "and what about souvenir shopping?"
"Vorsie, that was only a joke! You and Leggy aren't really going shopping. And we are sleeping here in this village, that will keep us out of the way from Powell and Magneto."
"Who is Magneto?" asked James.
"He's this son of a b*tch who believes that mankind and Mutants cannot live together," answered Wolverine angrily. "And he's got this stupid old bat called Mystique who is blue and can transform into any old shape…"
"Hey, that is my mum you're talking about!" shouted Nightcrawler.
"And a cat-like one called Sabretooth," continued Lightning. "Oh, and I nearly forgot Froglegs…"
"Toad," corrected Xavier. "He has toad like features."
"Whatever."
After a little while of discussing things, they all split up, each going into the tent to unpack their things. Only Lightning and the X-Men stayed behind to talk.
"Lightning, I am worried. It is just not right. Why would Magneto want to help Powell when he hates humans?" Asked Xavier.
Lightning shrugged.
"Don't know, maybe he wants the crystal as much as Powell. I am not worried, it will turn out alright in the end."
"There is one thing," said Storm quietly. "You said this crystal had the power to let its possessor cause mass destruction and kill anyone that they want to." Everyone nodded.
"Well," she continued. "Maybe he wants to get rid of mankind."
Cyclops shook his head.
"No, he doesn't want to do that. The crystal isn't that powerful. The only way he could do that is if he made a machine that could destroy the whole earth!" There was no reply to this.
"Stop fretting," said Rogue, trying to lighten things up. "He was probably offered lots of money and so did it. That is what happens most of the times."
"He would take money off humans?" Asked Lightning. "I thought he hated them."
For the first time, Phoenix said something; "He will do lots of things for money. Most people will. Maybe he wants to try and see what he can do to make humans and mutants more peaceful." Wolverine snorted loudly.
"MORE PEACEFUL? My arse. I mean, what is likelihood of him doing that? Like…" He stopped. "I can smell something," He muttered. "Someone is here."
"Storm, blow them out of the bushes!" Shouted Cyclops. Lightning couldn't help laughing, it sounded so stupid to her.
But it came. A wind so strong that everyone was blown off his or her feet. All except Storm and Lightning, that is, because they could survive most weather conditions.
Sure enough, out of the bushes came five people. When the wind finished, everyone saw Vorserkeien, Legolas, James, Lara and a black haired girl, who Lightning had never seen before. All five were giggling.
"What are you doing? And who is your friend?" Shouted Lightning angrily.
"Oh, her," said Vorserkeien.
"Yes, her," Lightning yelled back.
"She's our tour guide. Lightning meet Rebel Mission, Rebel Mission meet Light-bulb."
"Hi. Light-bulb!" Giggled Rebel Mission.
"If you call me Light-bulb again, I will fire you!" replied Lightning.
"Ok, but like Vorsie said, I am your tour guide. Licensed to kill, drive, tour, sing, dance err… Well, I am the best in the business to find you all the souvenir shops of your choice!" She said.
Lightning looked at Vorserkeien harshly.
"Souvenir shopping? I thought I told you to get someone who was not here to find great souvenir shops!"
"Hey, leave her alone!" Said Rebel Mission. "She didn't really ask for that, we just made it up to have a joke."
The sky was getting dark by now, so James suggested that they should have dinner. Lara made a microwavable lasagne, but when they all realized that they did not have a microwave, there arose a problem. Eventually, Phoenix had to make one of her homemade soups, with Chinese chicken of course.
"Strange mix," murmured Wolverine. The Chinese chicken was very nice, but the soup was not quite so nice. Everyone commented of how nice it tasted, and then asked if they may go and eat it inside the tent, because it was warmer inside. After they went inside, it got flushed down the toilet. Even Cyclops could not bear it. He tipped it onto the floor and pretended to look disappointed.
"Oh, dear," he whined. "I am really sorry Jean."
"Don't worry," Phoenix replied. "There are lots left. Help yourself to more."
"Thanks," he replied. Then, picking up his bowl, he made his way slowly over to the fire. Halfway there, however, he accidentally tripped over, shattering the bowl into tiny pieces. "Oh, bummer!"
After dinner, none of them had any great want to stay awake, so the all went into their tents.
* * *
First thing the next morning, just after dawn, loud music filled the air. In one tent, the roof was bobbing up and down to the beat of the music. Everyone woken knew whose tent it was.
Inside, Vorserkeien, Legolas and Rogue were dancing. They had obviously been up for a while, because they were fully dressed and the breakfast cereal was all over the floor. But they wouldn't be dancing for much longer.
Phoenix, using her powers, pressed the stop button on the player. All three of them looked down at the CD Player with confusion. Then Vorserkeien turned it on again. Phoenix turned it off. Vorserkeien turned it on. Off, on, off, on, off, on. This carried on for ages until Lara got up, went over to their tent and turned the music right down so that no one in any of the others in the other tents could hear it.
At a slightly better hour that morning, preparations for the journey began.
TBC…
Vorsie: Hmm, nothing to say for once, except that I'm still ruining my rep, so just R&R.