Animal I Have Become
Sorry for the long wait once again everyone. Well, school has started once again and this time since it's going to be third quarter, the beginning of second semester, I'm hoping that I will have enough time to keep on doing this fic as well as others. I do not own the X-men, Marvel does.
Part Three: An Animal's Rage
Lance Alvers slowly woke the next morning, as his eyelids adjusted to the dimness of his room he couldn't help but wonder if anything had changed. Sure, his headache had finally gone, but other than that, he could feel a weird vibe or tingle of energy. Sitting up on his bed, Lance looked around the room; the cracks on his walls were much longer now because of last night. They were much deeper now, too. Slipping out of his bed, Lance quietly exited his room and walked down the hall and stairs. The snores of Toad and Pietro could be heard, as well as an occasional fart from the Blob. Grunting in disgust, Lance then walked into the living room. Ceiling rubble and dust littered the floor. Carefully walking over and in between each large piece, Lance had finally made his way into the kitchen. Pulling open the fridge door, Lance was disappointed that the milk had spoiled and chucked it into the already full trash bin.
Sighing in disappointment, Lance played and pulled with the faucet in hopes of at least getting water out. What felt for about a good fifteen minutes, he was happy that the clear liquid was now flowing once more. Taking a swig of his drink, he heard the sounds of footsteps coming from the stairwell. Sliding an eye to the direction, he saw that it was Pietro. "Morning, Avalanche," he greeted with a small bit of mockery, "how was last night as you talked with Kitty? Did you jerk off too much to cause the house to shake?"
"Fuck you," Lance spoke as he finished up his water, "I don't do that shit like you."
"Oh? So you didn't?" Pietro went on with a false surprised tone in his voice, "That's a new one."
"For your information, I just got a bit stronger." Lance informed as he faced the speedy boy.
"Stronger how? From whacking off to your girl?" Pietro laughed out. But he soon regretted it. For at that moment, Lance had unleashed a simple tremor causing the silver haired boy to fall.
Lance blinked as the shaking began to fade and instantly put a hand to his head. "The pain," he whispered to himself, "it'sgone." Normally a quick headache would react right after a large shake like that, but to Lance's surprise, it hadn't. It had gone permanently.
"What the hell just happened?" Pietro asked in disbelief as he got to his feet.
"Hey, yo! What the hell was that?" Toad called as he, Fred and Wanda came rushing down the stairs.
"Th-That was Lance's," Pietro explained as he slowly got up. "It's no joke, he's now more frickin stronger than ever."
"You mean all this time he wasn't?" Fred joked. Toad gave a laugh.
"I'd watch that fuckin mouth of yours, Freddie," Lance shot as he turned to them, "cause now I don't give a shit if you're just fucking around."
"Just playing, man. Was just playing." Fred replied as he waved his hands to signal it wasn't anything meaningful. To that, Lance grinned. This power. This energy. This feeling. It was unbelievable. It was if he was now placed with a new power that made him superior to the rest of the Brotherhood, perhaps making Wanda second best. Now after just giving a small taste to Pietro, he wanted to do more. There was now an animal in him, ready to bust out loose and tear down those that stood in his way. This animal that he had caged in before, now released, was the best thing that ever happened to him. Next to scoring Kitty of course, but that no longer mattered. This power he had now made him almost want to take on the X-men right now.
Noticing that the atmosphere had now become awkward, Pietro fidgeted a bit as he thought of the right words to say. "S-so, sorry about the whole Kitty and whacking off thing," he muttered as he struggled to look upon his face, "guess I'll just watch what I say from now on."
"Yeah, you go do that," Lance scoffed as he headed towards the living room. Propping himself on the couch, he then gave a lazy look to the left and right of the house. "This house is a fuckin mess," he snapped, "so how about you all just get off your lazy asses and clean it?"
"Sure thing!" Toad quickly replied as he immediately hopped around the room, picking off the pieces of rubble from the floor. Blob grabbed all the larger ones and soon began chucking them out. Wanda gave an irritated sigh, but decided to do some small work around the kitchen so that she wouldn't have to hear the bitching. Pietro immediately took out the trash and soon began tidying up the living room and kitchen as well.
Lance watched as everyone worked. He grinned to this. Now with this new power, he was in control. 'Now I can tell I've earned their respect,' he thought to himself, 'with this power, what else can I do?'
So what if you can see the darkest side of me? No one will ever change this animal I have become…
Kitty stirred her cereal lazily as she skimmed through words on the newspaper. She couldn't help it. After hearing the small sounds of Lance come across the phone, she wanted to know what was wrong with him. Was he hurt? Did he get himself into trouble? Sure he was the type to be in constant trouble and get hurt from time to time, but now it just felt different. This was the type that you just couldn't ignore or shrug off. Looking into the cinnamon swirled milk, Kitty couldn't help but wonder how he was now doing. Should she give him a call? An early morning check up didn't seem so bad. After all, most of the time they would talk was in the late evenings so as not to be eavesdropped on by Kurt or anyone else. Finally coming to her conclusion, Kitty soon picked up the phone that was next to the fruit basket and slowly dialed the numbers. Just as she was about to punch in the last number, the phone began to ring, nearly causing her to jump out of her skin.
"H-Hello?" Kitty asked as she calmed herself down.
"Hey, Kitty, what's up?"
"Lance? Wow, what a weird timing," Kitty giggled out, "I was just about to call you!"
"That so?" Lance laughed, "So how about that date? You still up for it?"
"Sure!" Kitty chirped, "But are you okay though? You didn't sound so well last night…"
"Hey, hey, I'm fine," Lance assured.
"You sure?" Kitty asked with a small bit of doubt.
"Hell yeah," Lance assured again, "so going back on, where do you want to go? The mall? Movie? What?"
"I-I guess the mall would be fine," Kitty replied.
"Alright then, so you wanna go at twelve or one?"
"Uhm, I guess twelve is fine."
"Alright. See you there, Kitty."
"See you," Kitty finished as she then clicked the phone off. 'He seems alright…' she thought to herself as she scooped up some of her cereal. Crunching on it, she couldn't help but at least be happy that he was alright, even though it seemed fake. Taking hold of the newspaper once again, Scott soon entered the kitchen.
"Morning," he greeted as he gave a small wave.
"Morning," Kitty replied back in between the bites.
"So what're you doing today?" Scott asked as he poured a glass of orange juice.
"Going to the mall," she replied casually.
"With Rogue?" Scott asked in surprise, "She's not the type to be buying shoes or dresses and stuff."
"Nope."
"Magma?"
"No."
"Oh, I know," Scott began with a smile, "Boom Boom. You're taking Tabitha aren't you?"
"Wrong again." Kitty informed as she took in another spoonful, "It's Lance."
"Oh, him." Scott grunted as he took a drink, "Don't know what you see in the guy. He just seems so violent and…disorderly."
"And you could can be so uptight and headstrong," Kitty giggled out, "I swear, you two should just learn to get along."
"Never." Scott replied quickly as he took another drink, "That guy is the opposite of all I stand for."
"And what do you stand for?" Kitty asked with interest.
"Good morals and values," he replied matter of factly, "stuff that makes a good leader."
"Right," Kitty sighed out as she rolled her eyes. Taking in another bite, she couldn't help but giggle to herself at the thoughts of her love being in the role of the 'good boy'. The thoughts of Lance being someone with straight A's and being the opposite of the bad boy he was just seemed all too funny. Kitty swooned as she thought of him. His rowdy ways, his care free attitude and messy hair all just seemed to be perfect to her. Sure sometimes he could be an ass, stubborn and angry, but that was who he was. 'Like they say, opposites attract!' she thought to herself with a smile. Kitty looked up from her trance to see the others soon come in, "Morning!" she greeted to them.
"Morning," they replied sleepily. Soon the usual chatter began.
Kitty smiled as she heaved herself up, "Tell Logan I won't be in today for the training session, I'll be out."
"Where to?" Kurt asked as he bit into a doughnut.
"The mall," she replied with a smile. Finishing up her milk, Kitty then put the dishes into the sink, "Later!" she said as she dashed upstairs.
Throughout the afternoon, Lance and Kitty had spent their time around the mall. Kitty was happy she was spending time with him. The same could be said for Lance. He was more than happy to be taking her shop after shop, boutique after boutique and shoe store after shoe store. Even though it was mostly her having fun, he had managed to enjoy himself as well. Though he was the one carrying all of her bags and boxes.
"Want to go there next?" Kitty asked as she looked over to a store that sold floral patterned dresses.
"If you'd like," Lance replied.
Kitty then smiled, "Alright then, let's go!" Entering the pink flowery shop, Kitty immediately made her way the bargain rack, looking for a dress that was nice and also at a good price. Picking out numerous ones and showing Lance, asking for his opinions of which looked better on her. Pink or yellow? Roses or daisies? Dress or skirt? Long length or short? Would some heels be good for an accent?
With all these questions, Lance didn't know which one to answer. How the hell would he know? He wasn't a woman in the Brotherhood, Wanda was! But giving an inward sigh, Lance decided to pick something that would satisfy them both. "The pink one," he answered, "daisies. Pick the dress. Short. Sure, buy the heels." Grabbing a chair, Lance sat down to rest a bit. The weight of the bags was heavy and his arms began to tire.
"Oh my god, check it out, a mutant."
"I totally know! Like, what the hell is she doing here?"
Lance slid his eyes over to where the voices were coming from. Two girls not too far from Kitty were observing her and every action she made. A short haired girl and a long haired girl. Both looked at each other with disgust as they watched Kitty look through the rack of clothes.
"I can't believe they even allow someone like her in here!" the long haired one said as she crinkled her nose.
"I know!" the short haired girl agreed, "It totally disgusts me, mutants like her trying to be normal like the rest of us."
Lance listened to this. The anger in him boiling, the animal in him roaring. If there was one thing that pissed him off worse than the pretty boy, Scott Summers, it was regular people taking shots at Kitty. Inside, he knew Kitty was listening to this, ignoring it all as best as she could, but he knew that pretty soon she would want to leave. Her head tilted down for a bit. The sign. He watched as she put the clothes back on the rack and walk up to him.
"I'm done," Kitty replied quietly, "Let's go else where, okay?" she tugged on his arm.
"Ugh, look, her boyfriend is a mutant, too."
Lance rose up from his seat, grabbed the bags and looked at Kitty with a calm smile. "Alright," he sighed out. Adjusting himself, Lance soon gave a small wrist shake and soon the entire building began to shake uncontrollably. Glass decorations, trinkets and clothing soon fell to the floor as well with everything else. The floors began to break and crack in half and everyone was struggling to keep themselves up. Everyone except for the instigator.
"Lance!" Kitty cried as she held onto him. The tremor was unbelievable! The shaking was much more fierce and violent. Kitty could barely keep herself up, even as she held onto her boyfriend.
"Don't worry, Kitty." Lance soothed as he stood with no problem, "Want me to carry you?"
"No!" Kitty answered, "Just stop this shaking! Hurry! The whole mall will collapse if you don't!"
But Lance didn't listen. All he could hear in his ears were the sounds of screams and crashes. He was going to bring this place down where it belonged. He was now going to give a new meaning to the wordrock. Ceiling rubble soon began to fall from above and everyone was in a frenzy for the exits, pushing and knocking down anyone that stood in their way of dear life. Soon Lance clenched his fist, the shaking soon got worse. Chunks of the ceiling now fell, concrete walls now were crumbling and the stair cases just fell apart.
Kitty watched as everything now turning into dust. She looked up and saw that he was grinning to this, how could he? "Lance!" she cried as she tugged on him, "Come on! Let's get out of here already!"
"Go on without me!" Lance shouted as he soon moved his arm upright, "I'm bringing this place down, Kitty!"
"Lance, what's gotten into you?" she asked in fear, "We're gonna die if we stay here any longer! Please, Lance! Let's just leave already!"
Giving an angry growl, Lance then picked her up and kicked down a wall, making an exit for them. Running with both Kitty and a bunch of heavy bags, Lance soon made it to his jeep. Tossing in Kitty and her things, Lance soon jumped into gear and drove off. Watching from the mirror, he could see the building now fall into a large gray smoke and into rubble. Giving himself a satisfied smile, he then looked over to Kitty, "Where to next, Kitty?"
"Home," Kitty replied with an upset tone. "Lance, I can't believe you did that! What were you thinking?!"
"Hey! I hate the idea of letting people get away with shit like that!" Lance shot back, "I'm not just going to let some fucking bitches say shit like that about you!"
"Really, I don't care what they say about me," Kitty defended, "but you didn't have to go and demolish the whole place!"
Lance gave an angry sigh. For once couldn't she at least be fuckin happy with what he did? Couldn't she at least be happy that he stood up for her? What the hell? Cooling himself down, Lance then gave another sigh, "Alright, alright," he finally said, "I'm sorry Kitty. Sorry that I stood up for you."
"That's not what I meant," Kitty said softly, "really, I'm glad you did. But it's just that…Lance, how you were behaving, it just didn't seem like you." Kitty looked to the side for a bit, "Those earthquakes you made, it just seemed like…you didn't make them."
"I just got stronger, that's all there is to it." Lance replied slowly as he drove on.
Kitty crawled to the passenger seat and sat next to him; she looked up and soon saw something different in him. She couldn't put her finger to it right away, but something just seemed so damn different about him! Leaning on him, she then whispered, "Lance…even if you got stronger, don't change, okay?"
Lance gave a sigh as he let out a hand stroked her hair, "I won't," he replied, "I won't. I'm just going to be the same guy you met."
"The one that wanted test answers and destroyed our old high school?" Kitty asked with a teasing tone. "And tried to impress me?"
"Yeah," Lance laughed out, "that same guy."
Kitty smiled as she closed her eyes, but inside she wasn't so sure. Even if he promised that he would never change, was it possible that whatever was inside of him would?
No one will ever change this animal I have become… I can't control myself…
That's all for Part Three! With great power, comes great responsibility. A quote from Spiderman. Gotta love Marvel! R&R and wait for the next installment! Remember, we're all animals on the inside!!