-1Possibly my longest chapter yet. I bet you've all been wondering why this story is rated M. This chapter is the second of many reasons. Lets face it dudes and dudettes, the first chapter was hardly a K rating, please R&R.
On the train
They watched the sun rise. It was beautiful. The red glow seemed to set the sky on fire. It was hypnotising to them both. They were already extremely tired from sleep deprivation because of the night before. Katherine Pryde rested on Ryan's shoulder as they slowly drifted into a peaceful sleep in there own cabin.
This is life… Kitty thought before slipping into sleep.
A few minutes later, an old man shuffled into the room. He looked at the two sleeping figures as they lent against each other. On the opposite seat across where two tickets. He picked them up and clipped them as quietly as he could. He soundlessly shuffled over to the window and drew the curtains. He left the room after checking the room for luggage and finding nothing but a silver dagger. He knew he should take it of them, but, they had little or no money, where travelling towards one of the biggest, baddest places in America. They where going to need it. He gently shut the sliding door.
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Ryan woke with a pain in his neck. He tried to sit up but found a weight pressing on his shoulder. He looked down at the beautiful girl leaning on him. He drank in every aspect of her beauty. She had small, fading scars on her cheeks and forehead. I can't believe that we're doing this. He looked out the window and saw a brick wall. What the hell? He nudged Kitty awake but instead of her waking up, she snuggled closer to him. Maybe I can stay like this for a while.
He wrapped his arm around Kitty's slim figure and tried to drift of to sleep. But something kept him awake, it kept nagging at the back of his mind. His instincts kept telling him to grab the dagger and run, but his heart told him to wait. Ryan lent over Kitty's head and tried to shake her awake. He was just about to shake her awake when she shot up out of her seat, phasing through Ryan in the process. She span round on the spot looking into space. She ran to the window and threw the curtains apart.
She screamed loudly when she saw the brick wall and broke down into tears.
"Kitty?" asked Ryan cautiously.
"We… we…" Kitty stammered, tears flowing from her eyes.
"What?"
"The professor spoke to me, it's a trap!" And as if on cue, the train rocked violently and a noise so loud it deafened them both. When the noise had faded, it was replaced by something else. Something worse. It went RATATATATA and yellow lights flashed up and down past the window.
Eventually the gunfire ceased. And then that was replaced. Replaced by screams from the other side of the train. People inside the train began to rush past their compartment. As the number of people thinned, a young man opened their door and rushed in shutting the door behind him.
"Hey what's…" Ryan began, but the man wasn't paying attention. He was scanning the room quickly, as if loo… RATATATATA the compartment door shattered inwards, showering them all with glass. Kitty ran towards Ryan and holding him tightly, they fell onto the floor next to the man who had hidden in their room.
The door slid open. Two people entered the room. Both were tall, wore black jump-suits, green night vision and carried sub-machineguns. Nothing of there faces could be seen, so it was impossible for Ryan to judge what, if anything at all, they were feeling.
"Up." Said one in a flat, monotonous voice. All three of them were too stunned to even think, least of all move. The other fired a number of shots into the ceiling. "That is your final warning. We don't miss twice." Stated the first.
"Now move!" Ordered the second. Ryan got up slowly, shielding Kitty as much as he could. The man however, had other ideas.
Though he got up slowly, he lunged forward suddenly, grabbing the dagger Ryan had left on the opposite seat. The man lunged forward, drawing the silver knife from it's sheath. One of the soldiers turned quickly and fired a shot, straight towards the mans head. Blood splattered over Ryan and Kitty. The man fell to the floor. Kitty stared down at the floor, where his head tilted towards her. She screamed as she looked straight through a new hole where the mans eye used to be. Straight through to the floor on the other side of his head.
"Any other heros?" Said the murderer, the barrel of his gun smoking. "No? Good." He moved behind Ryan and Kitty, urging them to move forward. "Well?" He questioned, going to prod Kitty again. But the gun hit Ryan instead, phasing straight through Kitty.
"She's a fucking mutant!" Bellowed one of the soldiers, "Shoot her!" Ryan managed to duck just in time. They both opened fire, however Kitty stood there. Stock still. She let the bullets phase through her at hit the soldier on the other side.
The two soldiers had effectively killed each other. They fell to the floor, puddles of blood slowly seeping out.
"Kitty…"
She just stood there, not moving, not speaking, not even crying. Whenever Ryan tried to hold her, he just phased through her body. Ryan began to panic, she wouldn't respond to anything, the smell of blood on himself was becoming sickening. He began to retch. He began to cry. All the while she just stood there, looking through the hole in the mans head.
Even after Ryan had moved the body out of her line of sight she stood there staring at a patch of blood on the floor.
Ryan broke into tears on the floor, cradling his head in his hands. Tears flowed down his freely. He just sat there crying.
All these events happened within the space of five minutes
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Ryan had stopped crying. Unable to cry anymore. Kitty still stood there, still. He had got used to the smell of the three dead people. He still felt sick though, as if anything would tip him over the edge. Unfortunately, this one thing happened. The two people in black carried a radio each. One of these crackled into life;
COME IN! UNIT 3, WHERE ARE YOU? MOVE TO THE FRONT OF THE TRAIN IMMEDIANTLEY. WE HAVE THE PACKAGE.
The radio cut out. Ryan looked up, he eyes crackled with raw green energy. It started in his eyes and flowed down his body. To his arms, his legs and his torso.
In his mind, something was trying to get out.
Let it out! Let it out and you can kill them all! They tried to kill the one person who is important to you! You deserve revenge! Said the anger and sadness in his heart.
But Kitty, she wouldn't want me to kill all these people. Said reason and logic.
But look at what they have done to her! Ryan looked. She hadn't even moved when green energy poured out of him into the room. You should avenge her! Let you greif and sadness take control. Release that which lives inside you. Use your full potential! USE IT! NOW!
He let it out.
It isn't evil, but it isn't good. It doesn't even sit in the middle. It does what it wants, however it wants. This can range from anything. Ripping the turret of a tank to buying an ice cream. It is primal in it's purest form. Yet it has an intelligence of the world. Concepts of money, time. It understands them all. Sometimes, though, it forgets. And the heart takes complete control.
Like now.
It wanted revenge. It wanted justice. For the poor man who had stood up to the attackers, for every innocent people on the train. But mostly for the girl who now still, unmoving, dead to the world. It loved her the same as Ryan, because it was in essence, Ryan himself. And like Ryan, it wanted to protect those it loved. At any cost.
Ryan's body began to change, adapt for his new powers. Because his mutation is the ability to control energy, any energy, he could change his body to act as a conduit for all the energy. Ryan took the final aspect of his mutation.
Green energy formed into solid spikes along his forearms, effectively forming blades of solid, raw energy. The same thing happened on his forehead, forming two small horns each an inch long. His hair grew longer and became tinted green. Pupils narrowed and lengthened, giving them a cat like appearance.
"I want justice." It proclaimed to the world. "The one I love has been hurt. Nothings going to stand in my way. Not tonight." It walked over to the radio and pressed the talk button. "I am Syphon, I will destroy you all." He crushed the radio in his hand and stepped out of the compartment and set of towards the front of the train.
Kitty stood staring at the floor. She was shaking heavily, sweat beaded on her brow. She moved her hand up to her face and wiped. On her hand was the blood of the dead man. She looked at the two soldiers. The blood had stopped flowing from there bodies. She looked at the man again. She knelt down and pried the knife from his cold hands. Then she left the compartment and set of to the front of the train.
I'll fix this and I'll fix you Ryan. Even if I have to use this knife.