"What is it professor?" Jean Grey asked, seeing the Professor's worried
look.
"This is beyond anything I have seen." he replied after a long pause. "Come along, Jean. We have some research to do."
Jean followed the professor out of the medical quarters as Racheal slipped back into unconsciousness.
-
"Where is she? Why did you leave her?" Toad's accent was so broken, but Sabretooth knew what he meant.
"I did what I had to." Sabretooth said thru clenched teeth, it was obvious he didn't like having to defend his actions.
"Listen, you overgrown cat, If anything has happened to her." Toad's eyes were intense.
"You'll what?" Sabretooth advanced on Toad, barring his fists.
"It was a foolish mistake," Magneto spoke up, "But we will get her back." He said more to Toad. His voice wasn't compassionate, it was firm, as though he had no doubt of what he said.
Inside Toad was fearing the worst. It seemed to be his luck, the one girl who had ever seemed to care for him was now gone, possibly dead or in the hands of the enemy. One thing in his head was certain, if the she was hurt, the X-men would pay. "Do you know where she is?" Toad asked Magneto. Doing what came natural to him, looking to his mentor for strength, wisdom, and leadership.
"Our first move will be to find out if they, The X-Men, indeed have her." Magneto answered. "I will take care of that. You need to rest up until I have need of you."
Magneto swept from the room. He took long strides to his office, where he sat behind his desk composing a very important letter.
-
When Racheal reawakened, she found herself in, what was unmistakably, a cell. She had been laid on the cold floor and left. Immediately standing up, she assessed the situation.
They had dressed her in a maroon tank top and plain brown, loose fitting cotton pants.
'Inmate pants, how fitting indeed.'
The cell was sealed off with what seemed to be a gleaming blue laser force- field. There were no windows, only bright florescent lighting. They had removed her shoes and even trimmed her fingernails.
'Well, One things for sure.They aren't taking any chances with me. I wonder if I should be flattered.'
"We are only taking the necessary precautions." Racheal's head popped up from her hands to see the wheelchair bound professor on the other side of the blue force-field. "It is good to see you up and around, Racheal." He said with a kind smile.
"How long do you plan on keeping me locked up in here?" she asked, pacing back and forth.
"I understand your uncomfortable in these surroundings, but the amount of time you spend here is entirely up to you." he answered kindly.
"If it's up to me, then I want to leave now." she said sarcastically.
"You know very well it doesn't work that way." he said, "You have a very powerful entity living in you, I am not convinced you are capable of controlling it."
"I was controlling it just fine on my own, Thanks." She smarted.
"I believe there are quite a few dead guardsmen that would disagree with you." The professor wheeled around closer to the force-field.
"They opened fire on me."
"Trying to defend your actions?" his words hurt. "And if they hadn't opened fire, what then? Do you really think that would've made a difference.to you or Magneto?"
"So you agree with them?" she asked, succeeding at making her tears subside by forging ahead with anger. "The ones that would have you in chains. The ones that would love nothing more than to see us wiped from the face of the earth."
"I strive for peace." he said.
"Peace?" Racheal asked and then laughed bitterly. "You forget who I have inside me. Peace.peace" She allowed the word to play on her lips, as she turned her back to the professor. "I loathe the very word."
"Then I believe we are done here for now, Miss Welty." he said almost sadly, as he wheeled from the room.
"Yes, I believe we are." she replied to a cold steel wall.
-
"How is she, Professor?" Scott Summers asked Xavier as he came into the conference room, where the X-men were gathered.
"She is up and around." The Professor said after a heavy sigh. "However, she is adamant about her beliefs, and very loyal to Magneto."
"Unfortunate, Professor." said Jean Grey. "Has there been any contact from the brotherhood?"
"Yes," The Professor answered. "An untraceable letter from Erik, asking to meet with me privately and discuss this girl."
"Privately?" Wolverine asked.
"That is a bad idea, Professor." Scott Summers butted in.
"I will handle Erik." Xavier comforted. "I only hope this Aries, returns to her senses."
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I hope you like this chapter.Just in case anyone is wondering what Aries/Racheal looks like I drew a picture of her, and its posted at this site. http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart/view.php?id=128707 (don't worry about the short hair and tattoos.she gets those later in the story) Please leave a review~! For the story and the picture if you have the time.
"This is beyond anything I have seen." he replied after a long pause. "Come along, Jean. We have some research to do."
Jean followed the professor out of the medical quarters as Racheal slipped back into unconsciousness.
-
"Where is she? Why did you leave her?" Toad's accent was so broken, but Sabretooth knew what he meant.
"I did what I had to." Sabretooth said thru clenched teeth, it was obvious he didn't like having to defend his actions.
"Listen, you overgrown cat, If anything has happened to her." Toad's eyes were intense.
"You'll what?" Sabretooth advanced on Toad, barring his fists.
"It was a foolish mistake," Magneto spoke up, "But we will get her back." He said more to Toad. His voice wasn't compassionate, it was firm, as though he had no doubt of what he said.
Inside Toad was fearing the worst. It seemed to be his luck, the one girl who had ever seemed to care for him was now gone, possibly dead or in the hands of the enemy. One thing in his head was certain, if the she was hurt, the X-men would pay. "Do you know where she is?" Toad asked Magneto. Doing what came natural to him, looking to his mentor for strength, wisdom, and leadership.
"Our first move will be to find out if they, The X-Men, indeed have her." Magneto answered. "I will take care of that. You need to rest up until I have need of you."
Magneto swept from the room. He took long strides to his office, where he sat behind his desk composing a very important letter.
-
When Racheal reawakened, she found herself in, what was unmistakably, a cell. She had been laid on the cold floor and left. Immediately standing up, she assessed the situation.
They had dressed her in a maroon tank top and plain brown, loose fitting cotton pants.
'Inmate pants, how fitting indeed.'
The cell was sealed off with what seemed to be a gleaming blue laser force- field. There were no windows, only bright florescent lighting. They had removed her shoes and even trimmed her fingernails.
'Well, One things for sure.They aren't taking any chances with me. I wonder if I should be flattered.'
"We are only taking the necessary precautions." Racheal's head popped up from her hands to see the wheelchair bound professor on the other side of the blue force-field. "It is good to see you up and around, Racheal." He said with a kind smile.
"How long do you plan on keeping me locked up in here?" she asked, pacing back and forth.
"I understand your uncomfortable in these surroundings, but the amount of time you spend here is entirely up to you." he answered kindly.
"If it's up to me, then I want to leave now." she said sarcastically.
"You know very well it doesn't work that way." he said, "You have a very powerful entity living in you, I am not convinced you are capable of controlling it."
"I was controlling it just fine on my own, Thanks." She smarted.
"I believe there are quite a few dead guardsmen that would disagree with you." The professor wheeled around closer to the force-field.
"They opened fire on me."
"Trying to defend your actions?" his words hurt. "And if they hadn't opened fire, what then? Do you really think that would've made a difference.to you or Magneto?"
"So you agree with them?" she asked, succeeding at making her tears subside by forging ahead with anger. "The ones that would have you in chains. The ones that would love nothing more than to see us wiped from the face of the earth."
"I strive for peace." he said.
"Peace?" Racheal asked and then laughed bitterly. "You forget who I have inside me. Peace.peace" She allowed the word to play on her lips, as she turned her back to the professor. "I loathe the very word."
"Then I believe we are done here for now, Miss Welty." he said almost sadly, as he wheeled from the room.
"Yes, I believe we are." she replied to a cold steel wall.
-
"How is she, Professor?" Scott Summers asked Xavier as he came into the conference room, where the X-men were gathered.
"She is up and around." The Professor said after a heavy sigh. "However, she is adamant about her beliefs, and very loyal to Magneto."
"Unfortunate, Professor." said Jean Grey. "Has there been any contact from the brotherhood?"
"Yes," The Professor answered. "An untraceable letter from Erik, asking to meet with me privately and discuss this girl."
"Privately?" Wolverine asked.
"That is a bad idea, Professor." Scott Summers butted in.
"I will handle Erik." Xavier comforted. "I only hope this Aries, returns to her senses."
---
I hope you like this chapter.Just in case anyone is wondering what Aries/Racheal looks like I drew a picture of her, and its posted at this site. http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart/view.php?id=128707 (don't worry about the short hair and tattoos.she gets those later in the story) Please leave a review~! For the story and the picture if you have the time.