Hey everybody, welcome to chapter 9, which is 8 chapters longer than I ever though I'd get. So everyone is still in Toad's memories and she will make it clear when there is a change. I know memory change/ time travel time-line can be confusing so I'm trying to make it as easy as possible to follow.

Hope you all enjoy.

As they entered the house of Talise's past, each second was more impressive than the last. The hallways of the house were lined with gold and other precious elements, creating an air of wealth.

Yah, daddy wanted people to be stunned when they came over, he actually had the hallways cleaned twenty times a day so that no matter when someone came over they would be impressed.

As they continued down the hall Pietro noticed the walls started to change. The decorations were changing into different objects and the very shape of the room was being altered.

Don't worry people, the memory is just changing.

Hey T, v'hat exactly does your dad do?

He's an arms dealing, mainly in organized crime.

A v'hat?!

Thats right blue wonder, this very house was paid with the blood of millions. See he had an arranged marriage to my mom, who hates the family business I might add, and he kept her around because to still have your first wife around, who is beautiful and loyal is a huge status boost in the mob world. She would've left years ago but she had me and my dad would never let me go.

Gambit made his way behind to Talise and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, bringing his mouth to her ear.

Not to sound rude "mon petit amour" but why would your daddy not let you go?

Simple "pas si séparé" a daughter is an under dweller's greatest weapon.

Do tell.

See a woman is most loyal to the first man in her life, her father. When she gets married, most likely in an arranged marriage, she's like a spy for her father who will tell him everything and sacrifice her husband to help him.

So your daddy wanted you, as a weapon?

You got it, in fact the people coming over tonight was to be my future husband and father-in-law.

Just as Talise finish the room was completely altered into a study room. The lighting was dim with the only source coming from a grand fireplace. The room was a chamber of dark masculinity with swords, cigars and stuffed fierce animals covering the walls and tables. In a black leather arm chair sat Talise's father and on an ottoman to his direct left side sat Talise. He was now in a black suit with a blood red undershirt, with his dark aura he could have been mistaken for Satan in front of the fire. His apparent prisoner, gloomy looking Talise, was in a dark green kimono with pink lotus blossoms popping out of the fabric. With her painted face and perfect pigtailed hair she looked like a porcelain doll, a very sad little doll. Across from them, in another black armchair, was a middle aged Japanese man. The most shocking feature of this man was the deep scar across his left eye and his missing right arm. He was tall and slender, with a sinisterly sharp pointed goti. Between the two dismal fathers, it was hard to tell who was the true Satan. To his right stood his son, who showed the same potential. He had slightly long, ink black hair tied in a ponytail. The young man, no older than six, was dressed in a black suit with red pin stripes that was a miniature version to what his father was wearing. The boy was too young to have any battle scars but he had a feature that would last a lifetime. His eyes, his eyes where not dark and empty like his father's but were a perfect ice blue. Who ever he gazed at, he could fire an icy dagger that could strike your very soul, as the light of the fire danced in his eyes he seemed to enjoy seeing the wood burn to ash.

Lance placed a protective arm around kitty, even though this was only a memory and the men could not hurt them, they still left a sense to be feared.

Who's the future psychopath of America?

Well the grown man is Katashi Nakamura, the leader of the third branch of the Yakuza, the Japanese mafia. The boy who my father intended me to marry is Aoihiko Nakamura, his only son. Katashi wanted the best for his little prince, hell his name even means "blue prince".

Wait your dad wanted you to marry the mob?!

First rule about my birth dad, nothing should surprise you. This is a man who sold m96 rifles to ten year olds in third would countries. All these guys saw was the prize they were getting. Nakamura saw his son getting a perfect bride who knew how to act in this "particular" family business and my dad saw himself getting one of the biggest allies in all of Asia.

The mutants were interrupted by a hellish voice, as Talise's father started to speak.

Well my dear friend what do you think, my little Talise would make a fine bride for your Aoihiko. How fitting that the "blue prince" should receive a "lovely water".

With a creepy grin Katashi narrowed his eyes towards the young lady at her father's side. Talise made sure to keep her eyes to the floor, the only way to protect herself from any of the males' gazes.

It is very rare to find such a prize in this day and age. Especially with all those filthy mutants popping up. The simple fact that your daughter is so clean only adds to her beauty and value.

Hear that, now what do you say to mister Nakamura.

Talise than stood from the ottoman and bowed in respect with a little "thank you"escaping her lips, but her eyes never left their spot.

I see you've trained her well Talbot, perhaps we should move up the wedding age sooner. In japan the groom must be at least 18 to be legally married so she would be 16, is that acceptable?

Why of course, by that time I'll make sure she is fully educated to be a proper wife for your son. Besides better to get them on their feet as soon as possible, Aoihiko can't be expected to rule a great empire without a loyal lovely lady by his side.

As the fathers shared a laugh, Talbot placed a had on his daughter's head. Gambit, who still had his arms around Talise, felt a shiver overtake her as the memory played out. It was still unclear to him why this man scared her so much, all he could do now was to tighten his embrace to give her at least a small ounce of support. After a few moments she was able to calm down.

That night was sappost to set my future, if everything went to plan I would have married Aoihiko by now and lived a happy life of being a mob boss' wife. All I would have to do is hide my bubble powers, which really wouldn't be that hard, and just pray that my kids wouldn't be born with powers or at least receive powers that could help the Yakuza. But of course that night nothing went according to plan.

As she finished the room then changed again. This time it was clear they were in a little girl's room. The large golden canopy bed and the huge pile of plush stuffed animals in the corner only confirmed their location. Threw the large window, everyone could see it was dark with a heavy thunderstorm concerning the sky. The only think louder than the thunder was the tortured blood curdling scream erupting from the heart of the room.

So what do y'all think. In case y'all where wondering, here are some translations.

mon petit amour = my little love

pas si séparé = not so discrete

and their names mean

Talise = Lovely Water

her dad's name is Talbot = Messenger of Destruction

Katashi = Firmness

Aoihiko = Blue Prince

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