Disclaimer: Oatmeal? I don't have any Oatmeal! I don't have anything dammit!
Authors Note: Well I guess three reviews for chapter six is pretty good. And if I count the one that BeastBoyBlitz did on my website it's four… so I guess I can update with four….
This is it! no more! Last chapter!Yay for me!
And just as a little side note, all of you that are reading this: go and borrow 'Orphanage' by Robert Buettner from your local library. It's a very good book. That's why I'm having Emily read it. Emily's now officially a sci-fi fan! Yay Emily!
Gerty: I'm glad you like the story so far. I have to say I enjoy re-reading it to check on facts and continuity. I know I'm having fun writing it.
The Left Hand Of God: Happy you like this too! And it's perfectly okay that you haven't been reviewing, I have to admit I don't review all the stories I'm reading. I wish I did though. Bad me! /smacks self too/
SD Freek: Yes, I am still updating my story. In fact, I have ideas for a sequel to this story. Two sequels, if I stay interested long enough. And you wouldn't believe who I'm pairing Emily up with…. /smiles evilly/
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Toad had long since woken up and been watching TV when the brotherhood teenagers came back with armfuls of groceries. Toad wondered if they even needed the amount of food they had bought, and if they even had the space to store it all. For they were all carrying more bags than was probably safe to, and Freddy was carrying three times as many as the others.
"I never want to do that again, yo." Todd sighed as he put all the bags he was holding down on the kitchen floor. He then started going through them and putting them away into the cupboards that were very empty.
"Yeah. Shopping with Freddy is not something I want to experience ever again. I don't think my stomach can handle it." Tabitha agreed. She put her bags down next to Todd's as Toad came in to help them.
"Wot 'appened?" Toad asked them. He didn't know if he wanted to hear the answer.
"It's too horrible to say." Pietro said.
"I won' ask then." Toad said with a grin. Emily came down the stairs while rubbing her eyes and yawning. She was about to go into the kitchen when she was whisked out of the way with Pietro running through where she had just been standing. Emily looked behind her to see Todd standing and pulling his tongue back into his mouth. She had a light coating of slime around her waist now but she didn't really mind.
"Careful, yo." Todd said to her before hopping over to the counter. Emily grinned and nodded to him before going to help put the groceries away for the first time in her life.
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Two Years Later
A ten-year-old Emily sat on her bed, in her room. The walls of her room were decorated with pictures ripped out of magazines, drawings from the children she babysat in her spare time, and drawings that she had done herself. The ones she had done herself were all very well done and recognizable as scenes from around the brotherhood boarding house.
In her hands was a book entitled 'Orphanage' with the name 'Robert Buettner' underneath it. A picture was drawn underneath it, of a man in what looked to be a futuristic red space-suit holding a big-ass gun over his shoulder. The pages were bent and torn, a sign that the book had been read many times.
The window in the wall just above her nightstand showed that it was well into the night. The digital indiglo clock on the dresser shone 2:30am, a time that usually only had drunk people and druggies awake at. But Emily was determined to finish this book so that she could write a book report on it for school the next day, and when Emily was determined to get something done it was damn near impossible to stop her until she met her goals.
A quiet noise below her caught her attention. Normally any sane person would have ignored such a small noise, but not Emily. That was because she knew she was the only one awake in the house, and that no one else that lived in the house would be waking up until at least 8:45am the next morning. Therefore Emily knew it could only be one thing: robbers.
Emily quietly snuck down the stairs, being very careful not to awaken her father in the room next to hers. She had learned very early on that it was damn near impossible to sneak past him unless he wore earplugs, something she made a point of making sure he wore everyday before he went to bed.
Emily reached the bottom of the stairs and peeked around them to try and see who was there. She saw a shadow and suddenly there was a loud bang. A sudden pain in her arm caused her to stumble backwards. She clapped her hands twice and the lights in the kitchen, where the shadow was standing, turned on.
She immediately recognized the person from pictures her father had shown her. It was one of the men from one of the many anti-mutant groups that her father was wanted by.
She saw the person coming towards her in a threatening manner and did exactly what she had been told to do should something like this ever happen, by just about ever single occupant of the house: run like hell to the Xavier Mansion. The brotherhood may not like the X-men's company, but when it came to Emily's safety they didn't care about who they did and didn't like; as long as she was okay, they were happy.
She ran down the street, turned down another street. She didn't even pay attention to where she was going anymore. Her mind was clouded by pain and her feet were just going where she needed to be on their own.
Emily walked up the X-mansion's drive, turning just as she reached the main door. She could see smoke and flames coming from where she knew the brotherhood boarding house used to be, and a single tear ran down her cheek. All she wanted to do was run back down the driveway, back to the house she now called home to the people she called family. She didn't, however. She had been told to stay away from the house, that they would find her. So she needed to stay there.
Emily knocked on the X-mansion's front door. She knew someone would be awake despite the late hour and she was right. Iceman came to the door, looking surprised and just a little more than slightly peeved. She was a brotherhood member, after all.
"What d'you want?" He demanded a little more rudely than he had intended to.
"Friends Of Humanity attacked the brotherhood boarding house. This was the only safe place I could go, please don't send me back there!" Emily pleaded with him. More tears were falling from her eyes as he stepped back to let her inside.
"Thank you." She said quietly. She turned to look one more time at the smoke rising from where the boarding house was before the door was closed. They'd be okay. They promised her that they'd never leave her behind. And family's didn't lie to each other, did they?
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Last Author's Note:
Just to clear something up that my sister said I should when she beta-read it, The FOH member that invaded the BH boarding house shot one of those triple-dart thingy's at Emily that they used in X2. It just didn't work because of her scales. I figured it just wouldn't be designed to go through her scales and therefore wouldn't do anything; giving her time to run away while he was confused. There. Explained.
Now. To the actually INTERESTING stuff. My sequel to this will be up soon, I just have to type it up. I do know what's gonna happen through it, how it's gonna end, and actually have a sequel in mind for the sequel. Wow, this thing's turning into a series! My very own series, yay!