A/N: My Brothers and Sister, this is the final chapter of 'Pure Corruption'. I do hope you enjoy it. It took me an eternity to write. Sorry for the wait. Anyways, on with the show!
-A few hours later in Pietro's room-
"She's gone," Pietro said as he stared into his empty room.
"Maybe she went home," a voice said into his ear.
Pietro turned slightly to see the smirking face of Karima.
"You don't like her do you?" he asked with an expression on his face that she couldn't quite read.
Karima shrugged, "She just seems obsessed. Even in the middle of a battle, she would look at you in a primal sort of way," she explained.
Pietro stood in the hallway simply staring at the Sentinel woman. Both teens remained completely silent, until the front door slammed and a very agitated voice broke the silence.
"Numb-nuts, Short-bus, Skid-mark! Front and center!" Raven exclaimed from the bottom of the stairs.
Pietro stared at the cybernetic woman for a moment longer, before he turned and walked down the stairs.
When he got to the ground floor, Lance and Todd were already there greeting with Freddy.
"You have twenty-four hours," Raven said, gathering the attention of the recently regrouped Brotherhood Boys, "Wash up, clean your suits and be in them by the time I get home tomorrow, for inspection, or I will sell all four of you to science!" she yelled as she muscled past them to go up the stairs.
-Wanda's mind-
"That was intense Sheila," St. John said, his shirtless body dripping with sweat.
Wanda smirked, "I can honestly say that you, were amazing," she said slightly gasping for air.
St. John drew in a large breathe, "You want to do it again?" he asked with a sly grin.
"Okay," Wanda said quickly, "But this time I'm white," with a flick of her wrist a set of massive white marble chess pieces appeared below her.
In response, St. John snapped his fingers and his own fiery chess pieces appeared below him, "You know Sheila, oih'm kinda glad you're a lesbian," he said watching Wanda move her first piece with her chaos magic, "Didn't want that kiss to ruin our friendship," he moved one of his own pieces with a small gesture.
"I wouldn't worry about it," she said analyzing her next move, "It didn't mean anything," she moved her knight onto the field, "Besides, you love Amara and I love Jean."
St. John moved a pawn and Wanda quickly countered. It always went like that, moves would start quickly then slow until real thought could be put into each and every move.
St. John moved out his rook, "Oih wanted to know something," Wanda continued to look at the board, "Why are we sweating and breathing so hard?" he asked.
Wanda moved her bishop, "Sweating is just a physical representation of how much mental power we've been using to play this many matches," she explained, "As we lose energy our bodies appear more fatigued."
St. John took her bishop with his knight, "Check, but where did the room go?" he asked, his eyes never leaving the board.
"Neither of us have enough energy to play and keep the room together, so we have to settle for floating above a chess board in the middle of an abyss," Wanda's eyes grew wide, St. John's rook was where hers should be, his bishop dangerously close to her king, the only defense she had left was her queen, but alas it was not her turn.
St. John smirked, "Looks loihke ole Pyro is gonna win this one," he threw out his hand and his own queen started moving to defeat Wanda's queen and snatch victory.
But suddenly everything disappeared.
Wanda's sleeping form darted into a sitting position, after she realized where she was she smirked, "I guess we'll call it a draw."
"Oih won that fair and square!" St. John exclaimed.
Wanda looked at her clock, "We woke up ahead of schedule," she threw off the blanket and walked to the bathroom, "I need a shower."
-A few hours later in the Brotherhood living room-
Raven walked in front of each of the boys wearing her silver dress, "I expect you all to be on your best behavior," she said with a burning glare, "No fighting," she glared at Lance who wore a green button up shirt, "No hitting on any of my associates," She glared at Pietro, who wore a yellow shirt, "No stealing from anyone," she glared at Todd, who wore a red shirt. When she got to Freddy she stood in front of him for a moment and smiled, she straightened out his tie, "You're a good boy Freddy."
Todd leaned over to Pietro, "Why don't she yell at Freddy?" he asked.
Pietro shrugged, "The man's a saint, he does nothing as bad as the rest of us," Pietro said, matter of factly.
Lance stepped forward, "What about them?" he said pointing a finger at the fully dressed Brotherhood Women.
Raven looked at each woman. Karima wore a yellow backless dress, perfectly matching her blue arm, Regan wore a green strapless dress, and Wanda wore a black dress that only went to her knees, "They are not as hopeless as the five of you."
"Yeah!" St. John exclaimed.
"She said five you, koala hugging idiot," Wanda said, rolling her eyes.
"Let's go," Raven said kicking the boys out of the door.
-A few hours later at a mansion on the outskirts of Bayville-
After arriving, it had taken the Brotherhood Boys almost an hour to figure out that they were at a high society party, and another half hour to figure out the guest of honor was the same woman who would have each of their respective balls in a sling, should they embarrass her in anyway.
The boys stood against the wall drinking their punch just watching the female members of The Brotherhood interact with various other people.
They watched Wanda talk to Clint. Wanda would occasionally laugh, and then cast worried glances at the boys. They assumed it was St. John pleading for help, but did nothing to help.
Next they watched Karima mingle with several of the off duty police officers. The boys knew each and every officer, because… well they get arrested a lot!
After boredom set in, they watched Raven talk to the police commissioner and to their surprise Xavier. Each Brotherhood boy hated both men, but could do little in their current situation, after all their balls were literally on the line.
Lance suddenly began looking around the room frantically, "Have you guys seen Regan?"
As if on cue, Regan snaked her arm through his and began leading him to another couple, "Lance, honey I want you to meet Cathy and Herbert, Cathy owns the entire mall. She might want to hire you and the boys to do security for her over the weekend. Something about a large event, I wasn't listening," Regan said with a rather large smile.
"We don't come cheap," Lance said with a peeked eyebrow.
Regan rolled her eyes, "This coming from the man with holes in his boxers," she said with her smile still intact.
"Hey, those are lucky," Lance said in agitation.
"Lucky I haven't thrown them out," she whispered under her breath, "Cathy, this is my husband, Lance," she said throwing Lance forward slightly.
-A few more hours later-
The Brotherhood walked to Raven's side, just as the last guest departed the mansion.
Lance reached a hand around his wife's waist, "Well Mystique that was a great party," he said with a hint of sarcasm, "But we're going home."
Raven looked at the boy for a moment, "I don't understand," she said in confusion.
"You know, home?" Lance said, "The building with the big dent in the door? The place I like to park my car? The abode I planned on teaching Todd bass in?"
As Lance finished his question a man carrying a television walked in, "Where do you want this?" he asked. Raven pointed to one of the far room, which resulted in several more men with various pieces of furniture in hand.
Lance peeked an eyebrow, "What the hell are they doing with our stuff?" he asked in anger.
Regan looked up at her husband, "Lance, honey… you did know that this was a house warming party… right?" she asked.
Lance stared at his wife for a moment, "Huh?"
Raven rolled her eyes, "This is our home. We live here now," she said very slowly.
The Brotherhood Boys continued staring, "Huh?" they asked in unison.
-Several seconds later-
The front door promptly slammed in the Brotherhood Boys' faces, who were now located on the front step.
Todd looked back at the other boys, "Where are we gonna sleep, yo?" he asked in a slight panic.
"We live in a mansion," Freddy said with a smile.
Lance started walking to the Challenger, "Not tonight, we don't," he said digging into his pockets for his keys.
The Boys quickly closed the gap and got into the car.
"Who's up for breaking into the X-garage and sleeping in the X-van?" Pietro asked with a smile.
Lance smiled back, "Sounds like a plan," he said putting the Challenger in gear and speeding off down the driveway.
-Meanwhile, at St. Joseph's Memorial Hospital-
Remy walked through a hallway towards a door. When he got to the door he threw it open and came face to face with a man that sent shivers down his spine, but now wasn't the time fear.
"Remy don't like dis," he said slamming his hands on the desk in front of him, "We should attack dem together."
"Have you lost faith in your abilities?" a shadowed figure asked sitting in a chair across from the Cajun.
"Never!" Remy exclaimed, "You want Remy on your side? He fakes his death. You want Remy to throw a fight? He let Johnny win. You want Remy to manipulate de Brotherhood? He breaks up Speedy and Anna."
The figure sighed, "Feel free to share your point."
"Remy just tired of holding back," Remy said, agitation creeping into his voice.
The figure stood up revealing a rather intimidating frame. He then leaned forward showing just who e was, "It appears you may get your chance," Sinister said with a twisted smile.
-In the lobby-
A hooded figure walked into the main lobby and was immediately surrounded by both sets of Marauders.
"One person?" Scalphunter asked in annoyance, "Dog pile him!"
Remy took a step back as his teammates leapt forward, only to be suspended several feet in the air.
The figure pulled at the hood to reveal long red hair.
"Jean?" Remy asked in confusion.
"What are you doing to my Marauders?" Sinister asked floating down from the second floor.
Jean flicked her wrist causing all of the Marauders to crash into the walls.
Sinister took a step forward not in anger, but in curiosity. He began walking circles around the young woman, examining her with his psyonic powers, "Or should I ask… why are you here?"
Jean closed her eyes, and kept them closed for several seconds, before she smirked and opened her eyes to reveal two big sad glowing balls of fiery mental energy, "To be anywhere but home..."
A/N: This story was extremely hard to write. I really hope you enjoyed it though. I plan on taking a long and relaxing break before I start 'Innocence Lost.'