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Helix
Chapter 4
She snuggled up to the blue mass of sweaty fur, enjoying the scent of his post-coital musk. Savant cracked a smile, not something she did very often in her line of work. Dr. McCoy had certainly needed this little repast. His mind was tired but his body was wide-awake, now she had leveled the playing field. His ribcage flexed and relaxed with each draw of his powerful lungs. His septum vibrated with each exhalation, to Savant it sounded like he was purring. His body curled into a fetal hunch, protecting his mate from the outside world.
Savant lay naked amongst the tangle of arms and legs, feeling the dull throb of her aching sex. He was larger than she first expected. His stamina was to be admired in any other situation, but Savant had a schedule to maintain. She began the slow process of slipping away. Not much at one time, a little tug here, a slight roll there and after ten minutes she finally had a foot on the ground. With painstaking slowness she began to pull away.
When at last she was free, Savant looked back at him one last time. She felt a pang of remorse. He was quite a specimen, a fantastic lover and caring soul. If only the situation were different.
She low crawled over to the door, silently turning the knob and exiting into the hall. She stood, reaching behind her to pull the door closed, she was stunned to find it frigidly cold. Tilting her head curiously she examined the water and slush just outside the door.
Analysis said it was inconsequential. With the blue pre-dawn light beginning to haze her schedule would have to be truncated. She shut the door and melted into the shadowy hallway.
* * * * *
Booted heels crunched on gravel as the shimmering ghosts crossed the road and over the wall, into the grounds of the Xavier Institute. Vaguely manlike, the shimmering shades moved heavily and swiftly. In the still air each scrape of stones seemed like a gunshot. It was as if the ghosts realized that stealth was fleeting, sacrificing it for the sake of speed.
Hopping the wall they gathered on the other side. None proceeded until all were over the wall. When they did set out it could be described as hushed thunder, the lawn was nearly a quarter mile, open territory with no rolling features. As the light refracted around the figures, they slowly began the long walk to the building proper.
* * * * *
Savant’s bare feet echoed on the metal floor as she hurriedly moved about. She had no use for stealth, as the lower levels under the mansion seemed to be unoccupied during the early morning hours. Savant checked her timetable, she had so much to do and such little time to complete it with.
She made her way in McCoy’s lab. The place was still a mess, papers strewn about and machines still running as their operator left in a rush of sexual excitement. At least that part had gone according to plan.
She looked at the computer again. While it was cutting edge by this planet’s standards it was ancient to her. She had no idea how to operate it. Luckily she did not have to. Savant held out the device that she had hidden in the boiler room. A Shi’ar memory crystal. Holding it a certain way to reflect the light, a glowing bean shot out of the palm-sized object. Pointing it at the computer terminal she heard the disk drive engage. Savant watched as every file on the computer began to flicker and flash across the monitor. Smoke began to rise for the CPU’s vents, but as quickly as it started the download stopped. The crystal ceased to glow.
The plan was already half done.
Lifting her middle and index fingers to her temple, Savant spoke aloud. "Aura."
* * * * *
The orange-haired alien tossed on the plastic bed. This action threw the sleeping Jubilee’s arm off. She stirred, finally snuggling up to the warm back of her newfound friend. As the former mutant cuddled to her, Aura pulled away.
"Fine." Aura growled in annoyance, pressing her fingers to her temple and raising herself to a sitting position. "But do I have to make her? She’s very-" Aura winced as if someone was yelling in her ear.
Jubilee stirred, sleepily looking up at her friend. "Is everything okay?" She mumbled.
Aura looked over her shoulder. The naked girl’s skin was still shiny with baby oil. The sleep had not left her eyes. Jubilee’s hair was a mess but the contended smile said everything that needed to be said. Aura smiled back. "I’m going to have to ask a favor Jubilee."
The girl’s eyes opened wider. "What’s going on Aura?"
The alien began to glow. A kaleidoscope of clashing colors invaded Jubilee’s brain.
"Why-" She mumbled before falling silent.
"I have to." Aura said, letting a teardrop fall. "Why don’t you put your coat on? We don’t have much time."
* * * * *
Aura and Jubilee jogged through the hallways. Aura’s nightshirt and Jubilee’s raincoat fluttered behind them as they ran. Aura had never stopped the light show. Jubilee obediently kept looking at her, never once breaking contact, even to blink. They rounded the corner, heading to the hidden elevator behind the main stairwell. It was the quickest way into the subbasements, even if it was in the main foyer, but as Aura already told her, there was no time.
As they approached the front foyer, the door shattered. Splinters flew through the air, accompanied by the smell of cordite. Alarms blared, lights started flashing. Two insubstantial creatures charged inside.
"Two targets!" one of them cried.
Aura desperately looked around. The elevator was father away than the hallway behind them. One of the wisps seemed to be pointing at them. She grabbed Jubilee and turned her back to the enemies, her halo shifted blue. She felt heat on her back.
A beam leapt from the pointing finger, green energy shot across the room. It hit the orange haired alien in the back. The light refracted in multiple directions, scorching the floor, walls and ceiling.
Aura shoved Jubilee through the doorway. "What’s going on?" She cried in confusion.
"Get them!" Aura heard from behind.
Not wasting time she followed her through, running towards the emergency elevator behind the kitchen.
* * * * *
Hank awoke with a shot. He could hear blaster fire and screaming over the sirens. He was up, shorts on and heading for the door before he remembered that he didn’t go to bed alone. "Savant!" He called, throwing the door open and charging into the hall. A very confused Bobby Drake met him there.
"What the hell’s going on Hank?"
Hank’s night-vision kicked in. He could clearly make out the figure at the end of the hall. "Bobby! Duck!"
Trusting his lifelong teammate, Bobby dropped to the floor. Hank jumped. The blast went sailing past them. Hank grabbed a light fixture and propelled himself down the hall with the strength of his arms.
Other bleary-eyed X-Men started filling the hall. Hank bounced past Peter and Kitty, narrowly missing Scott and Emma. "Situation report!" Scott hollered with his visor glowing red in the darkness. Hank ignored him, growing as he leapt toward the unseen assailant. The figure moved, tossing an object past the bull-rushing Beast. With claws out and fur bristling, he howled in savage fury.
Then the world spun.
Hank hit the floor in a heap. Dementia made his head swim and stomach churn. He clawed at the wall uselessly for a few seconds. Eventually he realized he was trying to climb the floor. He looked back and saw his teammates in a similar situation, trying to hang onto doorknobs and each other before slumping to the floor. All except Peter Rasputin who comically hung onto the top of his door by one strong hand. Scott managed to misfire, destroying an end table and dropping a potted plant on Lockheed. Kitty yelped in fright as she dropped straight through the floor. "Katya!" Peter cried.
The shimmering around the figure stopped. Hank caught a glimpse of futuristic armor bearing the emblem of the Kree military.
"I have the main group neutralized." The helmeted alien garbled audibly. "Get the whelps subdued and we can pick the specimens we want."
* * * * *
Kitty hit the ground on all fours. Her hands and feet slapped against the cold metal floor audibly, reverberating off the steel walls. The subbasement was sterile, shining metal and florescent light. The contrast from dark bedroom to bright hallway forced Kitty to shut her eyes. She grimaced and tried to collect her thoughts. She’d involuntarily fell through the floor, not something that was a common occurrence anymore. That semi-visible villain had thrown something and now her head was splitting. Logic told her that those two events were not coincidence.
Kitty pulled herself together enough to realize she wasn’t in the hallway alone. She looked over her shoulder and saw the naked amazon approach, and then the lights went out in the sterile metal hallway.
Savant picked her up by the Chicago Cubs jersey that Kitty wore as a nightshirt. The alien hybrid tossed the unconscious mutant over her shoulder and continued her inexorable advance towards the locker room.
* * * * *
Aura pulled Jubilee by the sleeve through the kitchen. Jubes wasn’t struggling to keep up, she could probably beat her in a dead run, but she was struggling to keep her raincoat on. Last thing Jubilee remembered was they were laying in bed next to each other. Then aliens, explosions and laser blasts. Now she was running through the X-Mansion is nothing but her raincoat.
"Enough already!" she cried, yanking her arm free. The momentum made her slip, the baby oil soaked into her skin made her slide across the floor in a loud squeak. The raincoat bunched around her shoulders. Naked and indolent she came to a stop and looked up at Aura. "I think I deserve and explanation or two, missy." Jubilee slowly rose, rubbing her reddening ass.
"Not Kree," Aura huffed as she cracked the kitchen door and spied into the hallway. She nodded her head at the acknowledgement that they were not followed. "The people after us are bounty hunters. They want Savant and me alive, I don’t think they care about the rest of you." Just as she spoke the sound of sizzling protons and glass breaking broke the hushed silence. "We’re out of time Jubilation. They’re coming." Aura ran toward the other exit.
Jubilee grabbed her arm and spun her, orange hair flying as she twirled. She came to a stop with Jubilation pointing at her face. "I do not like to be yanked around!" The Chinese girl whispered, "I know you used your Jedi mind trick on me. I know it!" She spat out each word to emphasize her point. "I don’t get blackouts, even when I’m drinking. I remember everything we did in bed and going to sleep, but the last ten minutes are a total blank."
Aura shook her head in denial.
Jubilee went eye to eye with her, "Don’t lie to me! I’ve had enough lies for a lifetime!"
Aura looked away guiltily.
Jubilee shook her head in disgust. "I thought you were different, Aura. I thought you were special. I trusted you."
Aura’s mouth hung open. She was at a loss of what to say.
"Go ahead." Jubilee mumbled. The hybrid looked at her with tears welling at the corners of her eyes. Jubilee stared at her in dejected anger. "Go ahead. You’re just gonna hypnotize me with your light show and make me do whatever anyway. Just go ahead and use me like everyone else does." Jubilee’s face became a grim mask of abandoned hope.
Aura paused. For a long moment they stood in silence. It was broken by the sound of booted footsteps in the hall outside.
Aura took her hand but Jubilee refused to move. With an enemy closing in she was left with no choice. She let the tears flow as multitudes of cascading colors radiated from her. Jubilation’s expression went blank.
* * * * *
The armored alien kicked at the helpless X-Men strewn about the hallway. He spoke over his intercom, as if they couldn’t hear him. "Have one of the drones bring over the stasis caddy. No… the big one. We have some sort of hairy monkey-man and it would appear the son of Corsair." Stepping over Cyclops and Beast he lifted Emma off the ground with one arm. She feebly tried to cover herself but the uncaring alien brushed her hands aside with the barrel of his rifle and took a look at her negligée. "Add a ‘used prostitute’ to the inventory." He commented while nonchalantly dropping her to the floor. She hit the hardwood in an unceremonious heap. Scott tried to shout some sort of curse or order, no one could tell, it rolled unintelligibly out of his mouth. Their captor did not turn around. Instead he walked over to the big muscular Russian hanging onto the top of his girlfriend’s door.
"Aren’t you a tremendous lug?" It asked.
Peter tried to lash out at him with his free hand, intending his balled fist to connect with the alien menace’s faceplate. Instead he slapped him uselessly on the shoulder.
"Still got some spirit left in you." The cocky captor chuckled, "Good. They like that in the flesh pits of Gammurra. I’ll get a damn good price for you too…"
Peter noticed something this man did not. Even disoriented and confused he recognized that his hand had not slipped off the armored shoulder. Peter smiled.
"What in the burning galaxy!?!" the alien exclaimed as his prize shifted into a form not suitable for any ‘flesh pit’. Where stood the muscular youth was now a hulking Colossus. But this was the indirect source of his dismay. The direct one being the organic steel fingers which crunched into his body armor. "Help!" He cried into his communicator as the metal monstrosity had a solid grip on him. "This thing is some sort of battle droid!"
The alien tried to step back. Colossus let go of the door, falling to the ground. The armored assailant was dragged down with him. He kicked and screamed for help. In his useless thrashings he sent rolling a small spherical ball, the one he had casually tossed at them earlier. This was not lost on Cyclops as it rolled into his field of vision. He lifted his fingers to his head and fumbled for the button to lift his visor. Once that was done all he had to do was look. The sonic disrupter shattered.
Instantly they all began to stir. Hank was first to his feet. Peter ripped fistfuls of metal from the extraterrestrial, revealing the Skrull inside.
"What the Hell is going on?" Scott shouted over the Skull’s terrified screeches.
"We need to secure the children!" Emma cried.
"What have you done with Katya?" Peter bellowed.
"Why didn’t you take them out telepathically?" Hank inquired while rushing past Emma and toward the students’ wing.
"Does every space alien carry a psionic scrambler?" She found herself grumbling.
* * * * *
"Identity unconfirmed." The computer spoke as it shined the light in Savant’s eye. She had not foreseen this. She assumed the security system would be based on genetic sequence, not retinal scans. The ‘samples’ she had secured from Dr. McCoy would prove useless.
She rose, turning back down the hallway and back into the Danger Room’s changing area. The fabric of her acquired uniform felt nice against her skin. Lately she’d done an inordinate amount of walking around naked. She supposed it was some sort of deep psychological response to being on this primitive world. Earthlings may not know how to build proper security systems, but their males certainly knew the arts carnal. She felt her body begin to respond to her remembrance of his touch, nipples pressing against the skintight trainee uniform.
Savant pushed it out of her mind as she entered the locker room and picked Shadowcat’s unconscious body off the ground. Efficiently she retraced her steps to the large, circular door that guarded Cerebra.
"Identity confirmed," the computer voice spoke as Savant forced the girl’s eyelid back. "Welcome Ms. Pryde."
Down the hallway an elevator door opened. The kaleidoscope of lights disembarked and the mesmerized Jubilee followed. The gleaming metal hallway was quiet, deathly quiet. It stung Aura’s soul. She shut the hypnotic display off. Jubilee blinked.
"I can’t do this." Aura mumbled, just outside the Cerebra chamber. "I can’t force you to help me. I can’t force you to like me." Aura hugged herself, suddenly cold. "It’s not right. You trusted me and I used you." She turned to Jubilee who was still wondering how the kitchen got so white. "I’m not like them." Aura swore.
Jubilee’s raincoat swung open. She looked down at her self, realizing she was still naked underneath. "I’m dressed like a flasher." Still dazed she stepped over Kitty’s unmoving body.
Savant walked out of the big round door. "I don't need Jubilee, Kitty did the task. My download is nearly complete. There are uniforms in that locker room. They are not much in the way of body armor but may prove the difference in an ambush."
Aura nodded and headed toward the indicated door. Jubilee followed, bare feet slapping on the cold metal. They dressed in a nervous silence. Neither looked at the other while they pulled the stretchy unstable molecule uniform. Jubilee threw the raincoat on over top, reaching into the pocket and pulling on the sunglasses she found there. With those over her eyes she felt more secure facing Aura. She turned and was stunned by what she saw.
Aura filled out her uniform well. Anyone would have to admit that. But her body wasn’t what stunned her. It was what she had dangling from her ears. Jubilee saw her trademark earrings hanging from her kidnapper’s earlobes and the tears pouring down her face. Jubilee looked away.
"Please listen to me Jubilee. I need to talk to you about this."
She didn’t want to, but the earnest tone in Aura’s voice compelled her to turn. Jubilee scowled at her angrily. "You don’t make this easy, you know. I’m not sure if what I’m feeling is real or some sort of mind game you programmed into me."
"I’m sorry." Aura pleaded, "I’m not jerking you around."
With a tremendous thump from above dust fell from the ceiling. Neither girl took notice.
"I know everyone’s been fucking with you lately and I haven’t been any better." She glared at Jubilee, a look of pain and anger. "The difference between me and Stumpy is that I care enough to try to stop."
For a long moment, Jubilee considered it. "You haven’t given me a reason to trust you."
"I can’t really give you one." Aura looked at her, hope and cynicism in her eyes. "I wouldn’t trust me."
Jubilee swallowed. "I guess that’s the difference between me and you." Jubilee lifted the glasses from her eyes, showing tears of her own. "I’m beat up but I’m not bitter."
Aura laughed. Jubilation laughed. They hugged as the battle above made the light fixtures shake in their moorings.
They never saw the door crack open. Or the small spherical disrupter roll inside.
* * * * *
Savant walked out of the Cerebra chamber, Shi’ar memory crystal in hand. Once the download was complete their business was done. It was time to collect Aura and leave. This mission was already leaving a bad taste in her mouth. Dr. McCoy had lit a fire in her. It wasn’t the sexual sessions, although those did reinforce the growing feeling she was getting. It was the way that he selflessly went after her problem. He didn’t ask for money or sex or loyalty. In fact she actually had to seduce him to get him away from his lab long enough to steal his data. McCoy was more than willing to work himself past the point of exhaustion for an absolute stranger.
It was illogical to let her emotions get in the way. That was one of the primary reasons she was such an excellent mercenary. She never let it get personal. She knew her brain condition could be treated, it would cost an absorbent amount of money, but that was why she had to take this assignment.
It served two purposes. It got her the money she needed for her treatments and possibly the Kree’s and Grovian’s off her back. All it cost her would be the X-Men’s genetic codex, records of the genetic structure of every mutant on planet Earth. Names, information and locations she downloaded from their computers would be enough to buy life and freedom for her and her ‘sister’ from their pursuers.
Her computer mind knew the logic of this. Steal the codex, get the cash, and don’t get attached. It was something she’d done hundreds of times before. Now she found it difficult. Her computer mind could not process the emotion of regret.
It was however very good at noticing details. Like the fact that Kitty Pryde’s unconscious body was not where she left it.
Instead it was loaded into a stasis pod, a large egg like capsule that hovered above the floor. A favorite piece of equipment for Skrull slavers.
Before she could react the door to the locker room slid open. Two more of those pods silently floated into the hallway. Savant ducked to the side, hiding her body behind a stainless steel architectural outcropping. With any luck the bounty hunter would push the pods toward the elevator and she could jump him and free Aura.
Savant reached for her left temple, motioning with her fingers in a set pattern. The communicator she had surgically implanted in Aura and herself. The small devices latched onto her skulls and provided voice communication between the two. The audio signals were received via bone conduction so their conversations tended to be private. But the communicators also functioned as a psionic scrambler and universal translator, instantly understanding foreign languages. It also allowed her to listen into other channels like the one the bounty hunter was undoubtedly communicating with their ship on.
The signal squelched and then became crystal clear. "We’re experiencing heavy resistance upstairs." One voice blurted.
"We’re getting our asses kicked!" another, more realistic voice screamed.
"Prepare for emergency teleport! D’nak has the light manipulator and two other specimens, more than enough to make this venture profitable." Again laser fire and interference broke up the signal. "Moving the transport into position."
Savant moved. There was no time to think. If they teleported Aura away she would never forgive herself. She rushed the bounty hunter, arms and legs pumping with superhuman might. She knocked the stasis pods out of the way and charged at the armor-clad Skrull. She easily knocked the rifle aside. The sonic disrupter however was already in his hand. The matter was settled with a press of his thumb.
* * * * *
From the outside, the Xavier Institute seemed a stately upstate manor. It was a private school in a picturesque location. To outside observers it would seem expensive but normal. That is until a ruby red optic blast sends an alien in battle armor crashing through a window. If that was not enough to make the casual say ‘What the fuck?’ the second window exploding as a second alien was thrown out and being ridden to the ground by a blue and furry respectable scientist might. If that didn’t stand to gasp, amaze, or wet a few pants, the alien spacecraft hovering overhead definitely would.
Hank looked up. He knew what it was and even how it worked, but it never ceased to amaze him. "Oh my stars and garters!"
"Beast!" He heard Emma Frost’s voice in his head, "What are you spouting catchphrases about now?"
In less then a minute the rest of the Astonishing X-Men (sans Wolverine) spilled out onto the lawn.
"Forge!" Scot yelled into the intercom, "Does SHIELD know about this thing?"
"What thing?" Came the maker’s answer, "I still don’t have anything on my scanners!" The over agitated Navajo screamed into the microphone. "Stop breaking the damn mansion!"
Colossus lifted a broken husk of armor eye level with him. The aliens booted feet dangled off the ground. "What have you done with Katya?" The green alien looked out from its broken faceplate and laughed. Peter Rasputin balled a tight fist, his metal fingers squeaked like razors on iron. With a flash of light the creature disappeared.
"Idi Na Xui!" he cursed in Russian.
"She is on that ship!" Savant screamed as she charged out the splintered remains of the front door. She pointed at the belly of the vessel "They were loaded into containment pods. They have Aura, Shadowcat and Jubilee."
The spacecraft began to raise its nose, pointing skyward as the engines began to cycle.
"That thing will be out of here in less then a minute!" Bobby yelled.
"Eight seconds." Savant corrected.
"Is it safe to blast the engines?" Scott offered, lifting his fingers to his visor.
"Only if you want the rest of us to burn." Emma commented sarcastically. "With the way Kitty and Jubilee have been treating me lately, I consider it ‘karma’. If you believe in that sort of thing-"
"I do." Peter smiled evilly as he grabbed her by the shoulder.
Emma shuddered in fear.
* * * * *
The bounty hunter captain shouted orders. His men were just returning from the surface. They had enough to turn a profit for this job, if they left without damaging the ship.
Life was tough for a mercenary captain. Sometimes you just have to appreciate the beauty of a clean getaway.
Then the bridge exploded. The controls sparked and fuel lines sprayed pink fluid about the cabin. The computer screeched a high pitch whine. An emergency klaxon blared. The captain found himself sprawled on the floor with his men.
"What is Galactus’ shiny ass was that?" He yelled as the cabin began to fill with smoke.
A crewman pulled himself up to his console, looking at an illuminated display. "Unpowered missile of some sort."
That made no sense to the captain. From the wreckage something moved. He reached for his sidearm when a cold hand of transparent diamond grabbed his wrist.
"You better put this ship down," Emma Frost suggested. "You’re making Colossus mad."
* * * * *
Peter yanked the door off the egg shaped stasis pod. Kitty Pryde coughed green goo from her lungs.
"Ugh!" She moaned as Peter pulled her free, ‘That stuff tastes like puréed artichoke."
"Katya!" He rejoiced, tossing her into the air.
Savant hit the disengage mechanism, Aura spilled out of the pod. Gasping for air.
Cyclops blew the door off the last with one pinpoint blast. Jubilee leapt free, failing on the ground in shock and rage.
"Motherfucker!" she yelled at the top of her lungs, "We’re conscious the whole time!" Everyone was staring at her. Jubilee didn’t seem to care. "It's like drowning in Jell-O!"
"SHEILD will be here in two minutes Scott." Bobby said, cell phone in hand.
Savant pulled Aura to her feet. Aura tried to comb a glob out of her hair with her fingers. Savant lifted her finger to her temple "It’s time to go." She whispered.
"Already?" Aura asked as if she didn’t hear. "Give me a second-" She ran over to the still flailing Jubilee. She knelt next to her and tried to whisper in her ear. "Listen Jube, I have to go."
Jubilation looked up at her confused.
Aura motioned for silence. "I just want you to know that your friendship is more important to me than sex. I didn’t mean to use you or anything. I like you a lot an hope you’ll-"
Savant spoke loud enough for them to hear. "Planetary authorities are in transit."
Hank’s keen ears missed nothing. "What? Why should that be your concern, Savant?"
Aura fumbled for the right words to say and failed completely. "Are we cool?"
Savant pressed her temple again. "Gomi, get us out of here."
The airspace over the mansion began to flicker and distort. A great silver bird hovered silently overhead.
"Wonderful!" Emma threw her hands up in disgust. "More bloody aliens!"
Hank looked at Savant, not knowing what to expect.
"Thank you for everything Henry." She said flatly. "I hope we meet again." Savant’s image began to shimmer as a cascade of light surrounded her.
Hank looked at her, puzzled and somewhat stunned. "But your condition?"
Aura shimmered as well. She waved cheerfully. "See you later-"
Jubilee reached out and wrapped her arms around her, kissing Aura deeply. The stunned X-Men watched as the girls embraced. The cascade of light enveloped Jubilee as well.
In the next instant there was nothing. Just empty space and silence where Savant, Aura, and Jubilation Lee once were.
The nose of the avian vehicle pointed skyward as its engines began to cycle up.
"Should we stop her?" Peter asked, unsure of what to do.
"No." Emma said flatly reaching out with her mind. "There is nowhere else in the universe she’d rather be."
Hank nodded as the silver bird climbed higher. Silently he turned and left. He was known as a sentimental. He didn’t need the rest to see him misting up.
Kitty coughed, spitting out another gob of green slime.
Emma looked over at Kitty. "I don’t know why everyone is surprised. It’s not like Jubilee is the first woman that Logan’s turned to lesbianism."
Kitty coughed. Emma turned and left, strutting back toward the mansion leaving a choking and red-faced Shadowcat in her wake.
"Katya?"
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