Down in what must be the basement of this place, Mik had thumped his head pretty hard.
The Russian whined, attempting to rub the pain away and soothe his thigh, "I got a cramp in my leg." He complained on the earpiece
The connection was real bad due to the several floors of concrete between himself and the team.
"What about amps and eggs?" Cain asked.
"Where are you!?" Pete cut in.
"Basement appears," he rubbed his thigh for a moment, looking around.
"How did you get down there?" Pete backtracked.
"Stepped on something," he glanced about before walking off.
X
"Isn't this place already basically a basement? " Cain looked to Vic.
"He probably went to a sub basement," the catlike mutant sniffed about.
"Oh that's exciting, this place has booby traps." Cain grinned.
"Of course, let's go play," he hurried ahead before Jimmy said anything.
"Vic! Wait a second, ugh d mn it." Logan grumbled, watching his brother run off with Cain.
"Just remember Logan, you said ok to this." Scott reminded.
"Shut up."
X
"Buy me pancakes," Victor prodded the giant over the earpiece.
"French toast."
"Thought we already talked about this? Why do I owe you breakfast."
"Because you want us to tell Jen you did something nice so she can bust out her special panties." The Canadian smirked.
"What kind of pancakes is it you want again?" He said, happily fantasizing about that glorious mental image.
"Thought so," he smirked.
X
"You said you stepped on something?" Pete asked, talking to Mik.
"Yes, and I fell and hit my head."
Pete made a noise in his throat at that.
"So all we have to do is start busting up the floor?" Cain began stomping.
"Don't do that! This place might collapse! " Logan shouted.
"Why would you stomp it if he's down there, dummy?" Victor scoffed, "Let's look for the latch he fell through and punch that in."
"I figured falling through would be faster." Cain admitted, made sense to him.
"Well what if you fall on him and break his arm or leg? I don't want to be the one forcing him to go to the hospital," Victor hopped down from his shoulder and sniffed, looking for the latch.
"Do not break anything of his!" Pete shouted.
"It's not likely we would fall right on him, probably more likely next to him."
"Found the spot," he tapped one block.
The latched opened like a spring, sending him and Cain down the same long bumpy shaft.
The tumble was a lot less fun for Victor since, somehow, Cain fit the tunnel and was smashing into him and eventually landed on him with a crack, "Get off!"
"That was fun!" Cain giggled, rolling off him. "Let's do that again!"
Vic groaned, popping his shoulder back in the socket, "Sure, but one at a time. You're twice my freaking size. Now let's find ole Mikhail before his brother blows a gasket."
"Hey I tried to go first, but you had to critique my methods." He picked him up.
Above the latch had closed once again, before Pete or the others could see. Piotr was on the verge of cursing, as he punched a wall.
"Yeah, whatever," he tapped the earpiece, "Mikie you down here?"
"Are you and Victor?"
"I about made some Kitty roadkill, but he's fine." Cain chuckled and pet Vic.
"He snapped my shoulder out of place. Where are you? There are a lot of conflicting smells down here."
"It's a basement, aren't the known for having lots of musty smells? Maybe we'll find some awkward family photos of all these 'bad guys'."
"That would be funny," the cat admitted with a chuckle.
"Be it I don't have a map I'm just wandering."
"Well stay put so we can find you." Cain started walking in the direction he felt best.
"Sure, post haste," the Russian covered a yawn looking about.
X
"Well, sniff around," Scott told Logan.
"What do you think I have been doing, they touched everything, like a bunch of grabby toddlers." Logan said, sniffing at everything.
Pete was ripping up the floor. "Seems they are intentionally separating us."
"Well that's no good, now is it?" Storm looked about.
"Sure are perceptive." Logan said with a shake of his head, pretty frustrated now.
X
Mikhail tapped his foot impatiently, "Come on Cain, it's rather boring here."
"Well maybe you should've used your spiffy magician skills and left us a trail of stuff, I'm a wrecking ball not a bloodhound."
"I prefer alchemist. I don't know where exactly you are to leave a trail that will be seen by you, want me to give out a beacon of light?"
"That sounds like it will work." A bright light began emitting from Mikhail's direction.
"That's definitely helpful." Cain headed towards it, "And we found you! Who's up for another game of hide and seek?" Cain set Vic down as they found Mik.
"How goes it?" Mikhail stretched from the floor, "Left the others behind?"
Victor sniffed about, "Anyone else? I want to have more fun."
"Vic and me found the hatch, seems like the others are having some trouble."
"Good, let's go before they find it, I heard footsteps further down." Mik smiled.
Cain nodded, but suddenly the walls started emitting a glow and the juggernaut found himself unable to move.
"Well that worked like a charm." A figure stepped out, "I can see that you three are the loose cannons of this team huh?" The guy didn't look terribly impressive, not strong or anything like that but he did seem extremely confident.
"Are you coming in here condescending and talking like we're concerned what you say?" Mikhail looked to him a little bored and disappointed.
"Honestly your feelings on the matter weren't a concern of mine at all, I was just making a pretty obvious guess. I'm glad to see my containment field is working on the big one." Cain wanted to say something or more precisely break someone, but he couldn't move a muscle.
"Oh you're doing that? I thought he was just wondering how words work again," Mikhail smiled to the man, hands behind his back.
"Sorry to disappoint but yes, that's my doing. So is this."
Before either Vic or Mik could ask what he was talking about, they both felt super drained and tired.
"Nap time, but just for a bit." The Guy chuckled as a mutagen inhibiting gas filled the hall and their lungs.
X
Vic awoke not long after, secure in a personalized containment, as was Cain. Mik found himself in a chair.
"Nice nap?"
Mikhail's eyes slowly fluttered open, "Wasn't bad."
"That's good. Now, I got your two friends pegged, but you are a bit of a wonder." He sat in front of him. "What all can you do?"
He tilted his head some and crossed his legs, "Who knows?"
"It would seem, you don't use your gifts often, and are obviously letting loose, much to your party members dismay. Particularly your shiny brother."
"Do not speak of my brother," he warned.
"I meant no offense, family ties are bound to happen. I'm just surprised that with your obvious superior gifts, you aren't permitted to play at your leisure."
"He wants only what's best for me."
"Ah, of course." He nodded but half smiled, "So what reason do you have to be here?"
"I'm just having fun maiming people," he shrugged
"I noticed. Is that what brother was concerned over?"
He raised an unamused brow.
"I'll take that as a yes." He smiled some. "And you no doubt are happier doing as you please, I am sure that your friends methods in work leave much to be desired on your part."
"Not looking for another job, thank you."
"Job? Oh don't worry, I have no hiring capabilities, I just work here. And can see for myself that your gifts are extremely under appreciated. Shame really."
"Yep. So we done?"
"Fraid not, I'm not finished working." He stood up and set to tinkering with something. I mean, obviously I can't let you leave." He laughed, "Sit back and let me finish my work." He turned round, holding a needle, connected to some sort of scanning device.
He crossed his arms and huffed, glancing to his friends.
X
"Bad stuff is going to happen if we don't find them," Scott commented
"Think bad stuff is already happening." Logan groaned
Pete restrained a concerned almost whine.
"Calm down Colossus, we'll find them." Storm thought to make a small rain in the hall so the water might lead them to cracks.
The water pulled in the hall and Pete ripped the floor up, tossing it aside.
"Stop for a moment," there was a quiet sound of trickling.
"Sounds like it goes a long way down." Logan observed.