A/N: I would like to thank all of my readers and reviewers for the support. It has really helped. This chapter is longer then usual, considering there is only one more chapter to go before, it is to be continued on in the next story.
I do not own X-Men, just my OC and the plot for this story! Please enjoy the chapter. -Maiden of the Heavens (MOTH)
I will never be afraid again,
I will keep on fighting, till the end…
-Basshunter: I Can Walk On Water
Chapter 13
The needles were in the thousands, strings connected to other strings, the tiny and thin pine needles ready to be released at will. Ivy glanced over at Remy, who grinned at her. This was going to be too easy, or so they hoped.
Something was off, when the girl frog-like mutant realized, who Stryker had paired her with to bring in the Earth-Puppeteer and the Cajun. She turned to look at the madman grinning, Saber tooth, with wide and fear filled aquamarine eyes.
"Mister Stryker didn't tell me, he was sending you to help me." Her voice quivered with fear, as Ivy gave Remy a puzzled look, and he could only shrug in reply.
The burly, finger tipped clawed mutant, only sneered a little in reply. "Beggars can't be choosers. Let's just get these two, and get out of here."
The needles soared at them through the air, as Sabertooth easily avoided the assault and charged toward Ivy, the strings from her fingertips already connected to the grass at her feet. Instead of plowing into the Earth-Puppeteer, and knocking her onto her behind, with claws clutching her thin throat; he veered toward Remy. Claws, struck the diamond headed staff, Remy quickly parried his weapon, to hit Sabertooth in the jaw, hard. The sound of bones nearly cracking, as Remy quickly ducked to dodge a swipe of his claws. Preoccupied with one set of claws, the Cajun failed to notice, the other set turning into a handed fist, striking him harshly in the stomach. He gasped for air, as it was knocked out of him, and Remy was sent flying into the air, landing roughly on his back. He easily parried another blow from Sabertooth's claws, as the mutant landed on top of him.
Kinetic energy surged through Remy's weapon, as he prepared himself to take out his attacker and hopefully, not kidnapper. Silver dog tags dangled from Sabertooth's neck as he sneered down at his prey. The Cajun quickly glanced away from him, to look for Ivy. But the Earth-Puppeteer, along with the frog mutant girl, had disappeared from sight.
Acid bubbles continued to dance and explode beneath her feet, as Ivy ran through the woods that surrounded the park. She skidded to a stop and glanced over her shoulder. The strings from her fingertips connecting to the grass, and then even farther to the earth below. Yanking the strings forward, she was able to pull the earth up that was behind her up as a wall, to intercept the assault of acid bubbles coming from the frog-girl mutant girl's hands.
The Acid bubbles gleamed a shining lime green, and a swirled with a very faint sky-blue in her palm, more liquid trickled down from her fingertips, making the sphere more massive and deadly. Annaliesa looked down at the huge watery-acid sphere with guilt and slight fear. She had not signed up for this. Hunting fellow mutants, had not been part of the deal. William Stryker had promised to help her learn how to control her powers. Annaliesa looked up from the acid bubble that was forming in her palm, to see a huge wave of dirt coming at her. She quickly leapt out of the way in the only way, she knew how. Like a frog.
She leapt into the air, a good ten feet, her aquamarine eyes narrowed, as she noticed what a predator would of called it's prey -she would have been easy prey herself, if William Stryker had not offered her the job opportunity first-. Ivy sat crouched in a tree branch, the thin invisible strings to the non-earth moving mutants' eyes, gleamed a shining silver, as she continued to work the wave of earth and grass, trying to get her enemy first.
Sudden pain struck the Earth-puppeteer as she felt something warm and flesh-like hit her across the side, near her ribcage and arm, sending her plummeting toward the ground, all concentration lost. Acid began to eat away at her skin, as Ivy's pupils changed into that of cat-like slits once more. Shining sparkling diamonds of what was left of her earth wave glistened before her. Strings from her fingertips easily connected with the earth, as she quickly coated herself with a healthy layer of it, and then shed it off quickly. The acid falling along with it back to the grass.
Annaliesa stood to the side of her now, dual acid bubbles in her palms, Her long acid-dripping tongue retreating back inside her mouth. Ivy cringed in disgust, as she realized it was frog-girl's tongue that had hit her. She felt the strings from her fingertips connecting with the grass, that surrounded her in her crouched position. The dangerous but beautiful bubbles were launched toward her, as Ivy launched herself into the air, using the grass to do so. Twisting herself, she noticed dirt that surrounded the frog-girl, who tried to lash at her with tongue once more, but Ivy parried it with a now overly-sized blade of grass.
The Earth-Puppeteer willed the strings to go deeper, as they connected with the earth below Annaliesa. Still slightly in midair, Ivy twisted herself again, so as she landed on her feet, deadly spikes of earth surrounded the frog-girl, nearly piercing her soft-green flesh.
Annaliesa cried out in pain, as one of the spikes shot through her arm, close to her elbow. Blood beginning to ooze from the wound. Was this Ivy girl, so prone to protecting her own skin, that she did not care if she had hurt a fellow mutant?
The Earth-Puppeteer grinned, now she could go help Remy with Sabertooth. Unfortunately, Ivy had hardly budged a toe, before she felt the cold steel of a sword at her throat, nearly pressing into the skin, and a second near her stomach, pushing through the fabric of her earthy-green tank top. She willed her eyes to search for a piece of earth that could help her escape, but everything was too close, she would end up hurting herself in the process, and now her arms were pinned to her sides, and being forced to her back, feeling plastic like bands being used to bind her hands. The swords still in the same position.
She wanted to cry out for Remy, but was afraid that if she did, decapitation would certainly be the next move, that Deadpool would pull.
"Don't move." He hissed darkly, as his gaze fell onto the trapped frog-girl, who currently had tears slipping down her cheeks. "Fred, would you mind?"
The crew cut blond trudged up to where Annaliesa was, and easily punched through the earth spikes, as they crumbled, allowing Annaliesa her freedom, and Zero to patch her arm, quickly and slightly unprofessional. He was an expert marksman not a nurse. Zero quickly heaved Annaliesa to her feet.
He smirked at the captured Ivy, ready to tranquilize her. Ivy only looked up at him, with narrowed dark rose pink eyes. She did not want to go down like this. She wanted to go back to, the happy and carefree time that, her and Remy had been having. They didn't have a care in the world, they didn't have too. Ivy could feel hot tears beginning to pool at the edge of her eyes, as even with salt-water blurred vision, her pupils turned into slits and she was able to feel the strings beginning to drop from her fingertips and connect to the grass.
She sent several large blades of grass at Zero, proceeding to try to wrap him up to the neck with it, like a mummy, the grass twisting and spiraling around him like vines, as her fingers twitched and moved. Zero almost dropped the tranquillizer in the process, but quickly jabbed the needle into the soft-flesh of her arm.
The light sedative began to work quickly through her bloodstream, as Ivy's vision began to go hazy and limbs began to feel heavy, and sleep almost beckoned to her. The grass stopped working, it's way around Zero, and slacked.
Deadpool removed his swords from around Ivy as she slumped forward, and Fred Dukes heaved her over his shoulder as if she was an extremely light sack of potatoes.
Remy continued to block blows from Sabertooth's claws. Victor growled in agitation, as he was eventually able to dodge a deadly whack from the Cajun's staff and pierce his claws through his ribcage. Remy hissed in pain, biting back an outcry as he slammed his weapon into the earth, and sent Victor into the air, and then spun his staff, hitting him once more with a wave of kinetic energy while above him, before landing on his feet, skidding a little.
Victor heaved himself back to his feet, snarling angrily. His chest ripped apart, almost in half and bleeding, but that didn't matter, it would all regenerate back into place, soon enough. He heaved a tree straight out the ground, dirt dangling from the roots, and swung it at Remy, like a baseball bat. It hit him hard across the face, before the Cajun was able to send kinetic energy through it, and make it explode into splinters. He would possibly be bruised. But before Remy could grab his pack of playing cards from his trench pocket, Sabertooth was behind him, his claws gripping his throat, nearly crushing the Cajun's windpipe and making the world around him become fuzzy and drop his staff.
The last thought swimming through his fogged mind was... Damn it, Ivy, Don't you dare get caught too.
A/N: Wow, long battle scenes. I hope, I put in enough detail. I'm sorry if the last part seemed crappy, but I couldn't think of any other way for Remy to get caught by Sabertooth. Please Review, and the schedule for story updates has been posted on my profile. -MOTH (Maiden of the Heavens)