1. Scattered (2/2)
The Professor was tipped over, but the man next to him caught him. Logan
helped X23 up. "They're here!!" She screamed, and immediately turned toward
the large window behind a desk that exploded suddenly. The four mutants
were far enough away to not get sprayed by the shattered glass. Both Logan
and X23's claws shot out, ready to battle. A woman dropped inside the office, a smile playing on her face.
X23 instantly recognized the woman as Madame Hydra. The dark green hair and
green lipstick and eyeshadow weren't the only obvious traits. X23 had never
forgotten the woman's scent. She was of course, the woman X23 had hated for
so long. It had been Madame Hydra who had ordered her to undergo the Weapon
X project. And X23's taste for revenge had yet to be satisfied. "Go Logan, find the others!!" X23 demanded, not taking her gaze
off Madame Hydra. "Hurray, I'll be fine!!" Logan reluctantly retracted his claws, and followed Hank and
Charles out of the room. The winds of the thunderstorm scattered objects in the office,
as the rain also started to pour into the opening in the window. "Viper, I knew you survived." X23 whispered darkly, addressing
her differently. The woman in front of her laughed and flipped her hair
back. "I'm surprised you aren't still afraid of me like you were when we
last met." "It has been a while. But now I have changed, but my views are
the same." "I know you're in on a deal. What's your reward?" Viper smirked and simply nodded. "You, X23. Of course, I receive other payments. But being able
to fight and capture you is pleasure enough as of now. Once you are back
under Hydra's control, I will be much happier." She answered, and settled
into a fighting stance. "I am the one who will make you pay for what you did to me."
X23 retorted angrily. "Ha, that's a lot coming from a child." Viper scoffed. "I am not, a child!!!"=============================================================== Bobby Drake waved his team on, beckoning them towards the X-
jet. Since the defeat of Apocalypse, he had been put in charge as leader of
the New Mutants, even though they weren't really new anymore. But alas, the
group had yet to come up with any kind of team name, so they kept that. Recently, the roster had grown, as Jubilation Lee and Rahne
Sinclair had come back. Danielle Moonstar had also joined them, having been
to the institute just before the battle with Apocalypse. The New Mutants were powerful, but Bobby knew when to follow
orders. Having just received a telepathic message from the Professor,
ordering him to collect his team and escape in the X-jet. Bobby had not
objected, but since the explosion he had heard, it nagged him that he
didn't know what was happening. Bobby led his team across the underground hanger, straight
towards the X-jet. But a team of soldiers intercepted them, coming in from
a blown up entrance into the hanger. There weren't many of them, only about
an even number between them and the New Mutants. But they had energy guns,
and Bobby wanted to escape fast. At least then maybe he could organize his
thoughts and find out what was happening. Along with Ray and Sam, Bobby took the offense, firing ice
missiles that he had recently started to create for weaponry. They quickly
took down some of the soldiers, as Ray and Sam cleaned up the rest with
their respective powers. The three made their way into the X-jet, regrouping with the
New Mutants who were already buckled in and ready. Ray took a seat next to Tabitha. Sam took the controls, as
Bobby took the position of flying the aircraft. His piloting skills had
increased greatly, and now he was an expert. After two minutes, the X-jet shot out in to the rainy weather,
ascending toward the dark storm clouds. Bobby knew whatever was happening, that it meant trouble for
the X-men. He just hoped the rest of them escaped as well.=============================================================== Scott Summers clutched the hand of his redhead girlfriend, as
she lay unconscious on the floor next to him. He stroked her face, and
brushed a red lock back, wanting so much to see her smile. But a long gash in his arm reminded him of the situation at
hand. Scott sat up on the ground, checking his wound. The sleeve of his
blue sweatshirt had been split, as it hung down at his shoulder, baring his
arm. The gash was not too deep, but the sleeve of his undershirt had been
ripped as well. Scott slipped off the sweatshirt, and wrapped it around his
arm, hoping to stop the bleeding. His shirt underneath had a long rip over
his chest and was soaked with sweat. As Scott finished making a bandage for his wound, he quickly
moved upon Jean, checking for injuries. She was unconscious, but faring
better than him. "Ah, just the people I wanted to see." A cold and sinister
voice suddenly greeted from the shadows. Scott spun around; fingers ready
to rip his shades off. But there was no one visible. The owner of the voice
was somewhere hidden in the shadows of the foyer. Scott adjusted his shades so a little bit of scarlet energy
would emit a glow around him. The red light casted an eerie feeling around
the room. But then a similar glow but different in color caught his
attention. Twin bright green lights were shining in the shadows. But then,
they shot out like force beams, slamming the already weakened Scott into a
wall. The X-men leader dropped onto his knees, and then feel onto his back. Just as Scott started to drift into unconsciousness, the voice
spoke again. "Don't worry, Mr. Summers. Mrs. Grey will be in my cautious
care. Although, I can't guarantee the safety of your other friends. That's
Hydra's choice." "Who the hell are you?!" Scott asked angrily, his words coming
out slow. He received no answer, only silence. But then a hand grabbed
onto the front of his already ripped undershirt, and tore most of the front
off. A needle pierced his side as something was injected into him, and his
sweatshirt was pulled off his arm, revealing a still bleeding wound. Scott moved his hand along the slick sweat on his bare chest,
and then moved along his side, searching for the needle. Whatever it had
injected him with; it had been quick, as the needle was already gone. He
tried to sit up and swat at whatever was in front of him, but he suddenly
felt dull and even more exhausted. "Sleep tight, Mr. Summers." The same ominous voice spat from
the shadows. And then, Scott Summers drifted off; unaware of everything that
was going on. All he knew, was the X-men were in danger, and he could not
do anything to stop it. A/N: So, how'd you like it? This is the beginning to a chain of
massive events that follow the X-men after their Apocalypse battle. One
thing leads to another as trouble always find the X-men. Expect new faces
from the comics to pop up sooner or later, as well as characters that only
briefly stared in the show. Questions and tips welcomed. Please review.