Mutants of the mansion
Chapter 18
You know, I really have no reason for being so slow with this.
(Jubilee)
"I don't care if ya don't want to go. You've been trapped in here for weeks." I gave Wolverine a slight glare, then turned around and continued to read. "Come on, Darlin'. A day out wouldn't hurt you." A day out with just Gambit and Wolvie? Sure, I'd be fine. But add Kitty into the mix and I'm doomed.
"I'm perfectly fine here." I grumbled, turning around again when he tried to stand in front of me. I only have to wait another week until Jean takes the cast off my leg. It has been pretty boring today. Prof X and Beast shut themselves in the lab, demanding to be left alone for research. Most of the other X-men went to random places. Wolvie, Gambit and Kitty stayed behind because Wolvie is trying to get me to go with them. "Besides, I'll just be a hindrance, like always." With force, my chair was turned around, and I got trapped in a staredown.
"Don't ever say that. You have never been useless, and you never will be." Okay, the look he's giving me is kinda scary. "So, you comin' with us or not?" I can smell oil on him, so he's been messing around with his motorcycle. That means he's taking Kitty with him, since I'm not allowed on one if I still have a cast.
"Guess I'm going with Gambit." My proclamation obviously confused him.
"How do you figure?"
"Just something called thinking things through." I smiled after grabbing my coat and backpack from a chair. "And you really need to clean your bike." Alright, let's try once more. Instead of turning and going outside, I went straight into the kitchen.
"Oh no ya don't." Trying to move forward, I instead got dragged backwards and out of the door. "You said you're comin' with us."
"You know this qualifies as kidnapping, right?"
"You'll get over it." This is so degrading. Getting my leg busted in the first place was a universally bad move. I'm feeling really lazy. If I still had my crutches, I'd be able to at least exercise. But no, I was too likely to get into trouble, so I've had to sit on my butt for what seems like years.
"When I can walk again, You'll never be able to catch me."
"Whatever you say, darlin'." I stuck my tongue out at him, then folded my arms and started sulking. "Sulk all you want, you're still comin' with us."
"I was perfectly fine inside. And I was enjoying that book."
"Then you should have brought it out with you." There's no getting through to this guy.
"Logan! Dat be no way t' treat a lady!" Gambit protested, turning me around abruptly.
"Lady? I ain't seen a damn thing this kid has done that's considered 'ladylike'."
"Especially since I can out-belch the both of you." I got glares from the both of them that time.
"Just get in th' car, Petit."
"Easier said than done." I grumbled, wheeling to the passenger side door and opening it.
"Um, need help?" Gambit questioned when I sat there, trying to figure out my plan.
"I got this." Wolvie just rolled his eyes and walked back over to Kitty and his motorcycle. I can get myself in, but what happens to the chair?
"We're going to beat you there, Remy!" Kitty grinned, giving me a smug glare as Wolvie sped off. As usual, I'm not going to say anything. No point in giving her any more ammo against me.
"Petit, Gambit got some crutches in de back if you want." I stopped and looked up at him.
"That is the best thing I have heard all day." With a smile, I lifted myself out by the side of the car and stood up. "Before you ask, yes. I have limited ability to move around." I held my had up when he opened his mouth to speak. "I feel pretty useless like this."
"You may feel like dat, Petit, but you've certainly annoyed all of us." Yup. That's me. Annoying as hell. I opened the door and attempted to get comfortable. It isn't easy when you've got one leg stuck out straight. After about a minute of shuffling around, my leg ended up on the dashboard.
"Let's hope you don't need to see." I grinned as my friend got in, strapped himself in and told me to do the same. "So what's this supposed to be? A shopping trip?" Gambit drove out of the school, and we got onto the road.
"Sure is, Petit." I guess with that answer, he doesn't want to speak any more. I really should have just stayed inside. Nobody admits it, but they do wish I would go away sometimes. Body language betrays people. Even Storm tried to get away from me. With a sigh, I propped my head up on my elbow and stared out of the window. It's weird that windows are the things that people use to contemplate life. What if I leave for a while? Like Wolverine does. The team would miss me, sure. But it can't hurt for them to get away from me. Everybody uses my name like it means 'shut up' and I'm getting pretty tired of it. My eyes followed the tree line for a few hours until another car pulled up next to us. The kid in the back spotted me staring, and stuck his tongue out at me. With a grin, I did the same. He looked about 7, with spiked brown hair and grey eyes. I saw the guy driving roll his eyes, but he didn't move away. "What are you, 6?" I glanced back at Gambit, then turned to the window again.
"I might as well be." Gambit rolled his eyes at me, but he didn't speed up either. "Being mature is boring." This time, the kid was staring intently at me. I think I may be up against a telepath. With a grin, I pressed the tip of my thumb to my head, shook it and grinned. Then my injured leg lifted on it's own and hit the dashboard. He grinned as I hissed away in pain.
"De hell was dat?"
"I'm up against somebody with Telekenisis." Looking back and taking my glove off, I allowed sparks to dance off my hand. I got a nod of recognition.
You have a strong mental shield. That made me jump. What's wrong? Never seen a telepath before?
There are three on the team. But none of them are able to read my mind. I'm pretty sure he can get my messages.
Ah, Xavier's institute. Damn, he really can read minds. I almost went there, but neither of my parents wanted me to go.
Trust me, the place can be pretty crazy. Rogue flashed through my mind, making me hide my face in my hands since I was grinning.
Keep thinking. She's pretty.
Too late, Kid. She's mine. Eye roll. How old are you, anyway?
Oh yeah. My name is Shogo, and I'm 8. Shogo. That's a pretty cool name. If I ever have kids, I'd call a son Shogo.
I'm Jubilee. 16. Nice to meet you. I'd shake your hand if you weren't in a different car. That one made him laugh.
"You better say bye to your friend, Petit. We jus' got another mile."
Got a phone? It's fun to stick with other mutants. Shogo obviously read Gambit's mind too. In a minute, we had exchanged numbers and registered each other. I guess I'll see you later, Jubilee.
Totes. Later, kid. Well, I made a friend today.
"Gambit is still gonna watch you, Petit."
"Oh yeah? The odds of me getting away are pretty damn high."
"Too damn high." I rolled my eyes again and went back to my brooding. I am so going to get away. Give an injured Jubilee crutches, and you will never see her again. Gambit pulled up next to Wolverine and Kitty. Maybe I should have protested even more about joining this trip. Well, I wouldn't have met Shogo if I didn't.
"Feel free to get out."
"Easier said than done." Gambit pulled the crutches from the back of the car and propped them on the side of the car next to me. It took a few minutes to actually get my leg out of the car. It would have taken longer if I wasn't short. Nobody was paying attention to me so it was fine. When both myself and my bag were out and on crutches, I shut the door behind me. They were too busy talking, so I made a break for it. Across the grass so I didn't make as much noise. By the time they spotted me gone, it was way too late. I melded into the crowd. At best, I have about 10 minutes before Wolvie sniffs me out. Grinning stupidly to myself, I moved as fast as somebody possibly could on crutches. In my mind, they gave up the chase as soon as I was out of sight. Unfortunately, life doesn't work like that. And so, I was weaving around people in an attempt to hide. It's no so easy with crutches. But somehow, I managed it. And I decided to make a detour into a bookshop. "Idiots." I grinned to myself, working around the awkward displays and sitting on one of the couches in the store. I felt people staring at me, but I had basically just run for a while on crutches, so I wasn't about to get up any time soon. Well, for about 10 minutes. I did have to move after a bit because the workers were giving me dirty looks. So, I wandered aimlessly for a couple of hours. I didn't get one nice look. I also managed to avoid Gambit and Wolverine, with a bit of luck. It was when I decided to sit in the park did I get caught. This is actually a pretty big place.
"Having fun, Jubilee?" Kitty smiled all-too-sweetly as she sat next to me. "You've been invisible today." She's being nice. This is a trap. What is she planning.
"I'm tired. I didn't even want to come here." She's not going to get the better of me. I avoided eye contact and looked around. Why is the entire area empty?! What kind of witchcraft is this? One minute, I was staring into the forest, the next, I got hit over the head with one of my crutches. "What the living hell?!"
"Shut up." She hit me again. The third time was over the back of the head. My vision swam as I hit the ground, feebly trying to block her attacks. "Night!" She sang in a cherry voice before knocking me out.
(Third)
It had taken her a while. Kitty Pryde looked down smugly at the sleeping face of Jubilation Lee and thought of all the good that could come out of this. Of course, she was wrong. Nothing positive would come out of any of this. Her crazy mind had decided to tie her upside-down against a tree with about 10 metres of rope.
"Hey. Wake up." She demanded, prodding Jubilee's face with the toe of her boot. With a grumble, a blue eye and a green eye met the sight of the forest floor. It was a few seconds before they met the other girl's eyes.
"Do I even have to ask?"
"You can." Kitty shrugged. "I'm not telling you anything though." With a sigh, Jubilee's eyes went back to the floor. "You're not even going to look at me?"
"What's the point? I can see the gun. Just shoot me and spare me the pain of talking to you." With a glare, the unbound teenager brought her heel down on the other's chin. "Ow! I said shoot me, not stand on me!"
"Do you have to be such a smartass?!"
"I can't see any way out of this." Jubilee sighed again, closing her eyes. "My entire body is tied. You even went through the trouble of tying my fingertips down. I can't use my powers, and there's no rope that I can try and chew through. It's all away from my mouth. So shoot me."
"You're taking all the fun out of this."
"Since when is killing somebody fun?"
"Since it's you." Kitty then produced the gun from her pocket and inspected it. "You're the most annoying person on the face of the earth. I'm doing everybody a favour." When the gun was pushed against Jubilee's chin, she began muttering to herself. Of course, Kitty ignored it. "Everybody's better off this way." And then, she pulled the trigger.