A/N
Yo, there's a reference to my other story, To Live Again, in here and what may or may not be considered a spoiler, I'm thinking ahead for once in my life and aiming to tie the two stories together, so...
"I Tried"
Furor Paxx (VulgateOfEarth@hotmail.com)
Chapter 17- Pain
"I don't understand. Really. Where could he be?" Scott was sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hands, elbows braced on the table. They had just returned from a futile search of the forest. The scent was really from a nearby stream and there weren't any footprints near it, so they assumed they had followed a false lead.
"Dunno, but it don't look good." Logan answered gruffly. As much as he detested Todd, the idea of one of Bayville's mutants disappearing without a trace scared him, especially a survivor like Toad.
"So what do we do now?" Pietro asked.
"We wait for him to drop a line. He always does." Lance answered and poured himself another cup of 'tainted' orange juice. Logan almost smiled. The Brotherhood kept it's faith in Todd, no matter how many memory charms anyone worked on them. He was one of the few people who remembered what happened after Pheonix showed up. Haiden left once everything settled down, and Lucifer... well, that was one thing no one knew. He had altered the memories of all the mutants except Logan and a few other people and then he had disappeared. If anyone could help them find Todd, it was him.
"Well, there is something we can do." Kaysin said slowly.
Everyone held their breath as they waited for whatever utterly ridiculous idea he had.
"We could get help from someone else."
There it was... everyone breathed again.
"Kaysin. You're leaking."
"Huh?" He blushed and glanced down.
"Here," He handed Jaysin a tissue. "If you hurry you stop the studpidity before it drips from your ears onto your clothes."
"Funny, Jaysin, really." Kaysin said, trying to hide the several shades of crimson that his face and ears were changing.
"Well, I think we should search the house again, this time for secret doors." Pietro said.
There was silence until Kaysin coughed gently. "Yes, yes. I think that's a brilliant idea. Perhaps we missed Todd in one of the rooms."
Pietro nodded and headed for the basement. After all, that's where all the hiddens doors are in the movies... no one noticed Kaysin pause in the mirror before he followed them down the stairs.
"From my ears..." he muttered quietly...
Todd reached a hand out of the pile of stuff and slowly pulled himself up. His internal clock was really fucked now. He looked around and wondered whether or not the attackers were still there. As he waded out of the pile and brushed himself off, Todd really began to think. It didn't help, but at least he was convinced that he was still sane.
"Huh?" Todd said a little while later. 'What was I doing? I think I'll sleep on it.'
He laid down on the floor and then got back up. "Oh, no! I'm not falling for that one again." He jumped to his feet as the damn bastard(s) started yelling 'Again, Again, Again' like some demented Teletubbies. They must have gotten the point when he glared at them, because their chorus quickly died out. Todd gave a short, curt nod and stalked away. After tripping unceremoniously over a few metal thingers, Todd cast a glance over his shoulder and walked right into a wall.
Or he thought he did. His smarting nose was screaming 'Wall, you idiot!! Wall!' but his arms were busy telling him 'Nothing's there you idiot!! Nothing!' Todd let his arm's lead him and he took another step forward.
And pitched straight forward into... nothing.
Pietro was searching the basement with a fine toothed comb.
Actually, he was using a small hammer. But the comb sounded better, Lance decided. He was in the kitchen trying to find something to eat. Despite what he had said, Lance was a bit worried. He opened the cabinet that he had found Todd in earlier and saw a tuft of purple sticking out of the wall.
"Puh- puh... 'Tro!! TRO!!! I FOUND YOUR SECRET PASSAGE, 'TRO, I FOUND IT!!"
Todd sat up groggily with the impression that he had done the same thing before countless times and lately it was just getting too hard to do. He sighed. Before Kitty interupted his life, Todd never woke up feeling as though he'd be better off in a coma.
"My spidey sense is tingling." He whispered and his tongue shot out to rip a spider from the wall. Todd stopped thinking for a minute and decided that right now he was hungry and thinking came after eating. So while he picked his fill of spiders, he was blissfully unaware of the catastrophe that was waiting to... er, befall him.
Finaly Todd stood up and immediately fell back down as the rock that he was delicately balanced on, slid off the rock that IT was balanced on, and caused... an Avalanche. (A/N There goes the seltzer...)
Todd rode that rock down the hill of rocks, and as it was still dark and he wasn't thinking and all, he was still blissfully unaware of the other catastrophe that was about to befall him again. Or as well, or... well, it's all a matter of perspective anyway. Todd was just cruising on his rock, holding on for dear life when it happened. The rock broke into about a million pieces. Four to be exact, but when you're surfing on a rock down a hill of unknown proportions, hell yeah it was a million pieces.
So, Todd did the best he could, which involved planting a foot or hand on each of the pieces and trying to keep them together. It was hard, but he managed.
Until he started sweating.
Which didn't take long at all.
Before he knew it, Todd had lost the rocks on his left side and was coasting with only two. Until he hit a particularly nasty bump and had zero. Luckily, he landed on another sliding rock, or he wouldn't have been a... pretty sight... erm.. Moving on...
Todd was holding on to that rock for all he was worth when suddenly, it tilted to the side. Todd tilted with it and vertigo took over from there. He, still locked on tight to the rock, did two flips in the air with a flair that made Tony Hawks look like an amateur and landed smoothly, just in time to make the jump again, and then once more after that. Now you must understand that by now, Todd and his precious rock were moving fast enough to make Pietro a bit jealous. So when he and that rock hit the water, they just skimmed right over the lake and kept going. Todd wasn't ever even aware of going over water. He was perfectly aware of water going over him, however, as the other OTHER catastrophe finally finished befalling. The rockslide slid, with a splash that reminded Todd (forcefully, you might say) of Freddy diving into a pond and just like with Freddy and the pond, sent a huge wave that always thoroughly drowned Todd.
He and his rock (on the long trip, Toad had named him Jason) came to a stop. Todd stood up and the rock rocked. Todd quickly jumped off of it.
Right into the damn cold water. Todd figured out which way was up and swam to the surface. He then swam to shore. Like the brilliant person that he is when he refuses to think, Todd swam all the way to the side of the lake that he and Jason had come from. Before he got to shore, though, it occured to him that he may be swimming the wrong way, and he turned around and swam back. When he finally climbed out of the water, he realized that he had lost his shoes somewhere. Great. Pietro was gonna kill him. Todd decided to walk for a while and he used his belt to tie Jason to a rock so he wouldn't run off. Todd then picked a direction and started walking. Once he pulled himself out of the water again and kicked Jason for laughing at him (and cursed out Jason, the universe and himself in particular), Todd picked a different direction.
Far behind him, another Avalanche was coming. Of course that meant that there would be another in the very near future for Todd, especially considering how THAT Avalanche gets when he finds something blocking his path...
Yo, there's a reference to my other story, To Live Again, in here and what may or may not be considered a spoiler, I'm thinking ahead for once in my life and aiming to tie the two stories together, so...
"I Tried"
Furor Paxx (VulgateOfEarth@hotmail.com)
Chapter 17- Pain
"I don't understand. Really. Where could he be?" Scott was sitting at the kitchen table with his head in his hands, elbows braced on the table. They had just returned from a futile search of the forest. The scent was really from a nearby stream and there weren't any footprints near it, so they assumed they had followed a false lead.
"Dunno, but it don't look good." Logan answered gruffly. As much as he detested Todd, the idea of one of Bayville's mutants disappearing without a trace scared him, especially a survivor like Toad.
"So what do we do now?" Pietro asked.
"We wait for him to drop a line. He always does." Lance answered and poured himself another cup of 'tainted' orange juice. Logan almost smiled. The Brotherhood kept it's faith in Todd, no matter how many memory charms anyone worked on them. He was one of the few people who remembered what happened after Pheonix showed up. Haiden left once everything settled down, and Lucifer... well, that was one thing no one knew. He had altered the memories of all the mutants except Logan and a few other people and then he had disappeared. If anyone could help them find Todd, it was him.
"Well, there is something we can do." Kaysin said slowly.
Everyone held their breath as they waited for whatever utterly ridiculous idea he had.
"We could get help from someone else."
There it was... everyone breathed again.
"Kaysin. You're leaking."
"Huh?" He blushed and glanced down.
"Here," He handed Jaysin a tissue. "If you hurry you stop the studpidity before it drips from your ears onto your clothes."
"Funny, Jaysin, really." Kaysin said, trying to hide the several shades of crimson that his face and ears were changing.
"Well, I think we should search the house again, this time for secret doors." Pietro said.
There was silence until Kaysin coughed gently. "Yes, yes. I think that's a brilliant idea. Perhaps we missed Todd in one of the rooms."
Pietro nodded and headed for the basement. After all, that's where all the hiddens doors are in the movies... no one noticed Kaysin pause in the mirror before he followed them down the stairs.
"From my ears..." he muttered quietly...
Todd reached a hand out of the pile of stuff and slowly pulled himself up. His internal clock was really fucked now. He looked around and wondered whether or not the attackers were still there. As he waded out of the pile and brushed himself off, Todd really began to think. It didn't help, but at least he was convinced that he was still sane.
"Huh?" Todd said a little while later. 'What was I doing? I think I'll sleep on it.'
He laid down on the floor and then got back up. "Oh, no! I'm not falling for that one again." He jumped to his feet as the damn bastard(s) started yelling 'Again, Again, Again' like some demented Teletubbies. They must have gotten the point when he glared at them, because their chorus quickly died out. Todd gave a short, curt nod and stalked away. After tripping unceremoniously over a few metal thingers, Todd cast a glance over his shoulder and walked right into a wall.
Or he thought he did. His smarting nose was screaming 'Wall, you idiot!! Wall!' but his arms were busy telling him 'Nothing's there you idiot!! Nothing!' Todd let his arm's lead him and he took another step forward.
And pitched straight forward into... nothing.
Pietro was searching the basement with a fine toothed comb.
Actually, he was using a small hammer. But the comb sounded better, Lance decided. He was in the kitchen trying to find something to eat. Despite what he had said, Lance was a bit worried. He opened the cabinet that he had found Todd in earlier and saw a tuft of purple sticking out of the wall.
"Puh- puh... 'Tro!! TRO!!! I FOUND YOUR SECRET PASSAGE, 'TRO, I FOUND IT!!"
Todd sat up groggily with the impression that he had done the same thing before countless times and lately it was just getting too hard to do. He sighed. Before Kitty interupted his life, Todd never woke up feeling as though he'd be better off in a coma.
"My spidey sense is tingling." He whispered and his tongue shot out to rip a spider from the wall. Todd stopped thinking for a minute and decided that right now he was hungry and thinking came after eating. So while he picked his fill of spiders, he was blissfully unaware of the catastrophe that was waiting to... er, befall him.
Finaly Todd stood up and immediately fell back down as the rock that he was delicately balanced on, slid off the rock that IT was balanced on, and caused... an Avalanche. (A/N There goes the seltzer...)
Todd rode that rock down the hill of rocks, and as it was still dark and he wasn't thinking and all, he was still blissfully unaware of the other catastrophe that was about to befall him again. Or as well, or... well, it's all a matter of perspective anyway. Todd was just cruising on his rock, holding on for dear life when it happened. The rock broke into about a million pieces. Four to be exact, but when you're surfing on a rock down a hill of unknown proportions, hell yeah it was a million pieces.
So, Todd did the best he could, which involved planting a foot or hand on each of the pieces and trying to keep them together. It was hard, but he managed.
Until he started sweating.
Which didn't take long at all.
Before he knew it, Todd had lost the rocks on his left side and was coasting with only two. Until he hit a particularly nasty bump and had zero. Luckily, he landed on another sliding rock, or he wouldn't have been a... pretty sight... erm.. Moving on...
Todd was holding on to that rock for all he was worth when suddenly, it tilted to the side. Todd tilted with it and vertigo took over from there. He, still locked on tight to the rock, did two flips in the air with a flair that made Tony Hawks look like an amateur and landed smoothly, just in time to make the jump again, and then once more after that. Now you must understand that by now, Todd and his precious rock were moving fast enough to make Pietro a bit jealous. So when he and that rock hit the water, they just skimmed right over the lake and kept going. Todd wasn't ever even aware of going over water. He was perfectly aware of water going over him, however, as the other OTHER catastrophe finally finished befalling. The rockslide slid, with a splash that reminded Todd (forcefully, you might say) of Freddy diving into a pond and just like with Freddy and the pond, sent a huge wave that always thoroughly drowned Todd.
He and his rock (on the long trip, Toad had named him Jason) came to a stop. Todd stood up and the rock rocked. Todd quickly jumped off of it.
Right into the damn cold water. Todd figured out which way was up and swam to the surface. He then swam to shore. Like the brilliant person that he is when he refuses to think, Todd swam all the way to the side of the lake that he and Jason had come from. Before he got to shore, though, it occured to him that he may be swimming the wrong way, and he turned around and swam back. When he finally climbed out of the water, he realized that he had lost his shoes somewhere. Great. Pietro was gonna kill him. Todd decided to walk for a while and he used his belt to tie Jason to a rock so he wouldn't run off. Todd then picked a direction and started walking. Once he pulled himself out of the water again and kicked Jason for laughing at him (and cursed out Jason, the universe and himself in particular), Todd picked a different direction.
Far behind him, another Avalanche was coming. Of course that meant that there would be another in the very near future for Todd, especially considering how THAT Avalanche gets when he finds something blocking his path...