Chapter 3...Thank you for the reviews! I appreciate them! I didn't want to confuse people between The Greek War-God and my character…so when I was talking about him I spelled it Ares…and when I was talking about my character I spelled it Aries…I was reading a Greek mythology book when I wrote that and that's how they were spelling it (Ares) so I just figured that's how it was spelled and modern horoscopes were different for some reason, but it was an old paperback from like 1950 and it was probably way off…anyway I hope that makes more sense now!
Ares-War God
Aries-My char Racheal. (and I agree…Toad needs some lovin'.)
Hope you like this chapter! R/r.
To my surprise it was Toad that showed up on my door step hours later. He was wearing a forest colored jacket with the hood up. I presumed it was so that he could walk in public without attracting attention.
"You ready?" he asked. He was standing in the rays of my porch light. I got to get a closer look at him. His eyes glistened green and black. He had a few dark green moles on his face. His complexion was ruddy and blotched. Still his features were handsome. Even more so in the familiarity of my home than they had been inside the depths of a cave.
"Yeah. I wasn't sure what to take, so I just packed some clothes." I said lifting my duffel bag.
"Magneto will take care of you." he gave a quick smile. "You're one of us now. We will all take care of you." He took my duffle bag and lifted it over his shoulder and began to walk off.
"Wait," I stopped him, "You were right, you know…about my parents…they…"
"You don't have to explain." he said offhandedly. "Like I said before you tried to kill me…we're all orphans now."
"I wasn't trying to kill you." I laughed, walking alongside him.
"And what do you call putting a knife to someone's throat?" he said.
"Escaping. Besides you're still here, aren't you?" He didn't say anything, just gave a bemused grin.
We loaded into a van. Mortimer behind the steering wheel and me beside him. It had gotten very dark outside and there was a chill in the air. Mortimer pulled down the hood of his jacket off of his head, revealing green-black hair. I had an impulse to touch his hair and see if it was as soft as it looked.
"Why did you kiss my cheek?" he asked after we had gone a few miles. His face was still perfectly clear from the light on the dashboard. He was wearing a confused look. When I didn't answer him right away he pressed on. "I was just wondering, no ones ever…I mean…It was unexpected."
"I'm sorry if it bothered you." I said.
"No, it didn't." he said quickly, "I just wanted to know why."
"I don't know how to answer that." I said finally. "It was just something I wanted to do…I guess." I know it was a lame answer. I surely didn't usually go around kissing guys for no reason. 'It was just a peck on the cheek tho', I told myself, 'it wasn't like I French kissed him.'
"You *wanted* to kiss me?" he asked, still looking unconvinced.
"Yeah, I wanted to kiss ya." *Change the subject…quickly.* "So, was Magneto mad when he found out I escaped?"
"You could say that." he turned off onto an off-ramp.
"Are there any more of you there?" I asked. "Besides Magneto, you, and Sabertooth?"
"Yeah, Mystique." he said offhandedly, it was apparent he was still thinking about the 'kiss subject'.
"Whose Mystique?" I asked, interested to know who else I would be living with. So far Toad was the best of all of them.
"She's a shape-shifter." he said.
I was beginning to get the impression that he didn't want to talk any more so I just said, "Oh," and then sat quietly the rest of the journey. At least now I knew there was another girl/woman that I would be living with.
I wish I could say that I was greeted with warm welcomes, when I reached the island but instead Magneto simply smiled at my return and then forged on with my training.
He took me into a room that was laden with weapons of all sorts. Guns of different calibers, knifes of all sizes, darts with different colored feathers, chop and pick axes, the list went on and on. On the far side of the room was a line of targets, all with a very small bull's eye.
"Let's start with these." he said as he handed me a small pistol. I had never held a gun in my life but I knew exactly how to load and cock it. I aimed at the small bull's eye and pulled the trigger. The bullet lodged itself firmly in the middle of the target.
"A real Annie Oakley." Magneto said happily. "Try these." He handed me a large bowie knife and motioned for me to take aim at the target. Again, dead center. On it went until at least one of all the weapons was firmly lodged in a bull's eye. It appeared that the God of War had filled me with a knowledge of all weapons of the world since the dawn of time. My favorites being the large battle axe, because it felt heavy and powerful in my hands, and the darts, for their speed and accuracy.
Magneto explained that the different colored darts were laced with different poisons. The white fletching were only to stun, the red fletching were dipped in blowfish toxin…death.
He took me into another room. This table had small circular objects on them. He picked one up.
"This is a…" he began.
"Flash bomb." I cut him off and took it from him. "Good for making quick getaways."
"Very impressive, Racheal." Magneto smiled. I sat the flash bomb back on the table and admired the rest of them. Smoke bombs and other small explosives lined the table. "Your mutation continues to surprise me. Come. I have something for you." He led me into yet another room. Standing in a corner was a headless mannequin, wearing a black leather jumpsuit. The jumpsuit had a red slash that ran slant ways across the front, a gun holster on the side, and what looked like a place for darts down both legs. A pair of dark red boots laid beside it.
"I trust it will fit." he said, going to the jumpsuit. "This here is for a handgun, these here are for darts, there are places for knives in the boots, and a place for a blinder bomb here." he pointed to the cleavage area.
"Cut a little low, isn't it?" I asked, but if he heard he didn't seem to show it. He was busy un zipping it from the mannequin.
"Try it on." he said, "I'll be back in a few minutes." he handed me the jumpsuit and then left back through the way we had came in.
I sighed deeply and changed into it. It was tight enough that it felt like a second skin. The boots had a small heel to them, making me slightly taller.
Magneto knocked before he reentered. He was obviously pleased with what he saw.
"It did fit." He did a circle around me.
"Taking it in from all angles?" I asked sarcastically. He didn't answer, instead he made a motion for me to follow him back into the weapon room.
We fitted a gun in the gun holster, knives in my boots, a small flash bomb into my cleavage and three darts across each leg. The left leg held the white-stun darts, the right held the red-death darts.
I had been transformed into a walking arsenal.
"Tomorrow we will began your combative training. I will have you going head to head with Toad and Sabertooth. I don't think you'll have too much trouble."
We went back into the room that I had changed in. He left again so that I could get back into my 'normal' clothes. As I was changing I started to think about facing Mortimer in combat. Sabertooth didn't bother me. I could fight him with no problem…(well, at least I thought I could…) but I didn't want to fight Mort. He was somewhat of a friend. The only one I had, actually. Magneto had been kind, but it wasn't because he liked me, it was because he liked my powers.
When I had changed, Magneto took me into another large room. It appeared to be sort of a common room. There was two large sofas, a television, a kitchen area complete with table and chairs. Sabertooth was staring down into the fridge, Toad was slouched on the couch watching television, music videos. He was wearing a black turtleneck and long green pants. He looked, in a word, good.
onto chapter 4...
Ares-War God
Aries-My char Racheal. (and I agree…Toad needs some lovin'.)
Hope you like this chapter! R/r.
To my surprise it was Toad that showed up on my door step hours later. He was wearing a forest colored jacket with the hood up. I presumed it was so that he could walk in public without attracting attention.
"You ready?" he asked. He was standing in the rays of my porch light. I got to get a closer look at him. His eyes glistened green and black. He had a few dark green moles on his face. His complexion was ruddy and blotched. Still his features were handsome. Even more so in the familiarity of my home than they had been inside the depths of a cave.
"Yeah. I wasn't sure what to take, so I just packed some clothes." I said lifting my duffel bag.
"Magneto will take care of you." he gave a quick smile. "You're one of us now. We will all take care of you." He took my duffle bag and lifted it over his shoulder and began to walk off.
"Wait," I stopped him, "You were right, you know…about my parents…they…"
"You don't have to explain." he said offhandedly. "Like I said before you tried to kill me…we're all orphans now."
"I wasn't trying to kill you." I laughed, walking alongside him.
"And what do you call putting a knife to someone's throat?" he said.
"Escaping. Besides you're still here, aren't you?" He didn't say anything, just gave a bemused grin.
We loaded into a van. Mortimer behind the steering wheel and me beside him. It had gotten very dark outside and there was a chill in the air. Mortimer pulled down the hood of his jacket off of his head, revealing green-black hair. I had an impulse to touch his hair and see if it was as soft as it looked.
"Why did you kiss my cheek?" he asked after we had gone a few miles. His face was still perfectly clear from the light on the dashboard. He was wearing a confused look. When I didn't answer him right away he pressed on. "I was just wondering, no ones ever…I mean…It was unexpected."
"I'm sorry if it bothered you." I said.
"No, it didn't." he said quickly, "I just wanted to know why."
"I don't know how to answer that." I said finally. "It was just something I wanted to do…I guess." I know it was a lame answer. I surely didn't usually go around kissing guys for no reason. 'It was just a peck on the cheek tho', I told myself, 'it wasn't like I French kissed him.'
"You *wanted* to kiss me?" he asked, still looking unconvinced.
"Yeah, I wanted to kiss ya." *Change the subject…quickly.* "So, was Magneto mad when he found out I escaped?"
"You could say that." he turned off onto an off-ramp.
"Are there any more of you there?" I asked. "Besides Magneto, you, and Sabertooth?"
"Yeah, Mystique." he said offhandedly, it was apparent he was still thinking about the 'kiss subject'.
"Whose Mystique?" I asked, interested to know who else I would be living with. So far Toad was the best of all of them.
"She's a shape-shifter." he said.
I was beginning to get the impression that he didn't want to talk any more so I just said, "Oh," and then sat quietly the rest of the journey. At least now I knew there was another girl/woman that I would be living with.
I wish I could say that I was greeted with warm welcomes, when I reached the island but instead Magneto simply smiled at my return and then forged on with my training.
He took me into a room that was laden with weapons of all sorts. Guns of different calibers, knifes of all sizes, darts with different colored feathers, chop and pick axes, the list went on and on. On the far side of the room was a line of targets, all with a very small bull's eye.
"Let's start with these." he said as he handed me a small pistol. I had never held a gun in my life but I knew exactly how to load and cock it. I aimed at the small bull's eye and pulled the trigger. The bullet lodged itself firmly in the middle of the target.
"A real Annie Oakley." Magneto said happily. "Try these." He handed me a large bowie knife and motioned for me to take aim at the target. Again, dead center. On it went until at least one of all the weapons was firmly lodged in a bull's eye. It appeared that the God of War had filled me with a knowledge of all weapons of the world since the dawn of time. My favorites being the large battle axe, because it felt heavy and powerful in my hands, and the darts, for their speed and accuracy.
Magneto explained that the different colored darts were laced with different poisons. The white fletching were only to stun, the red fletching were dipped in blowfish toxin…death.
He took me into another room. This table had small circular objects on them. He picked one up.
"This is a…" he began.
"Flash bomb." I cut him off and took it from him. "Good for making quick getaways."
"Very impressive, Racheal." Magneto smiled. I sat the flash bomb back on the table and admired the rest of them. Smoke bombs and other small explosives lined the table. "Your mutation continues to surprise me. Come. I have something for you." He led me into yet another room. Standing in a corner was a headless mannequin, wearing a black leather jumpsuit. The jumpsuit had a red slash that ran slant ways across the front, a gun holster on the side, and what looked like a place for darts down both legs. A pair of dark red boots laid beside it.
"I trust it will fit." he said, going to the jumpsuit. "This here is for a handgun, these here are for darts, there are places for knives in the boots, and a place for a blinder bomb here." he pointed to the cleavage area.
"Cut a little low, isn't it?" I asked, but if he heard he didn't seem to show it. He was busy un zipping it from the mannequin.
"Try it on." he said, "I'll be back in a few minutes." he handed me the jumpsuit and then left back through the way we had came in.
I sighed deeply and changed into it. It was tight enough that it felt like a second skin. The boots had a small heel to them, making me slightly taller.
Magneto knocked before he reentered. He was obviously pleased with what he saw.
"It did fit." He did a circle around me.
"Taking it in from all angles?" I asked sarcastically. He didn't answer, instead he made a motion for me to follow him back into the weapon room.
We fitted a gun in the gun holster, knives in my boots, a small flash bomb into my cleavage and three darts across each leg. The left leg held the white-stun darts, the right held the red-death darts.
I had been transformed into a walking arsenal.
"Tomorrow we will began your combative training. I will have you going head to head with Toad and Sabertooth. I don't think you'll have too much trouble."
We went back into the room that I had changed in. He left again so that I could get back into my 'normal' clothes. As I was changing I started to think about facing Mortimer in combat. Sabertooth didn't bother me. I could fight him with no problem…(well, at least I thought I could…) but I didn't want to fight Mort. He was somewhat of a friend. The only one I had, actually. Magneto had been kind, but it wasn't because he liked me, it was because he liked my powers.
When I had changed, Magneto took me into another large room. It appeared to be sort of a common room. There was two large sofas, a television, a kitchen area complete with table and chairs. Sabertooth was staring down into the fridge, Toad was slouched on the couch watching television, music videos. He was wearing a black turtleneck and long green pants. He looked, in a word, good.
onto chapter 4...