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Mirror, Mirror	By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Mirror Mirror Chapter Forty Two

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�So you think I give a fuck?�

�I think you�d be wise to, yeah.� Forge shifted uncomfortably, his wrists chaffing in the rope bonds Essex had ordered. �Look, you gonna untie me and be civil or is this gonna be drawn out and painful?�

�Painful,� Callisto shrugged. �At least for now. We can help each other, Forge, but I won�t make it easy for you to hurt me or escape until the deal is made.� She squatted down in front of him, poking his knee with one long finger. �I�m not a fan of Essex�s tendency to treat human life as property,� she said in a neutral tone, �but in this case, I�ll take it where I find it. He �gave� you to me for a reason and I�ll be damned if I know what it is. Said you could save me in the end but you know something? I�d much rather save myself from whatever it is than be beholden to the likes of an Eloi.�

Forge sighed, leaning forward to relieve some of the pressure on his lower back and wrists. �Look, I don�t give a good Goddamn why I�m here, just that I get out of here soon.� He paused, his eyes flickering up to Callisto�s blank face. �What�s today?�

She rocked back on her heels, her eyes narrowing assessingly. �Sunday.�

�No, I meant the date. I�I�ve been gone awhile.� He closed his eyes for a fleeting moment, the blank spots and dull sensations of the interminable time he had been away from the Institute like a sore to him. �I�m not sure how long I�ve been gone,� he continued, opening his eyes to find Callisto staring at him with an expression akin to disdain but tinged with amusement. �Feels like years but it can�t be that long, can it?�

She stood in one smooth motion, surreptitiously adjusting her eye patch out of habit. �The year is 2345 and mutants rule the Earth. I am their queen and all must bow to me in fealty,� she said in a rapid, deadpan patter. When the look of horror flashed across his face, before the realization that she was having a rare, humorous moment kicked in, Callisto felt a shred of guilt that quickly dissolved into her previous indifference and annoyance. �I doubt you�ve been gone for years. I doubt it�s been more than a few months otherwise Essex would not have been so certain you would be useful. What use would you be if you were so far out of the loop?� She looked over her shoulder at the sound of some distant scuffle in the Tunnel, shrugged it off and looked back at Forge. �Don�t think it�s that easy,� she snapped, kicking his foot back into place, under his knee.

He winced. He had been trying to trip her, bring her down to his level again except on his terms, but it was difficult given his current position, crossed-legged with his wrists behind his back, his body cramping from long confinement, muscles weak from lack of use and proper nutrition. �Can�t blame a guy for trying,� he grunted, trying to get more comfortable. �I�m sick of the riddles, lady. Just broker this deal and get done with it.�

She felt momentarily at a loss: confronted with the opportunity to get something she wanted, even if it were just a small thing, and her mind had gone entirely blank. Forge looked up at her unblinkingly, his face set in lines of haggard resignation; she could practically read his mind, the blunt thought that this was it, that he would never leave dancing between both of them. �I want you to help me protect the Morlocks,� she finally said, settling for a general idea rather than a specific want.

�How?� he sighed. He sounded like a man forced to do hateful things, things that made him find distaste in hid own existence.

She shifted from one foot to the next for a moment, her eye turned heavenward. �I want you to ensure our safety as we move amongst the Eloi,� she finally said. �As we move amongst you lot. We�re lower than low to you people, a visible reminder of your mutations. We,� she added, bending near his ear, her voice a low hiss, �are the monsters under your bed and you hate knowing we exist.�

�You�re doing a real stellar job of making sure I want to help you, you know,� he sighed. �I can�t make promises like that. I�m not exactly King of the Mutants, you know. But I can promise you that I�ll do what I can to make sure you�re unharmed and to get you help.� He offered a sad smile, wondering if he was bound to die like this, shuffled from place to place, mutant to mutant, until one day his body decided it had had enough and just gave out on him. He felt like it, he thought, and he almost wished for it.

�Shut up,� Callisto snarled after a moment, a knife flashing in her hand as she severed his bonds. �Run and die.�

�You�re supposed to tell me that before you cut me free.� He rubbed his wrists with a groan of relief, his fingers verging on numb from the bonds but still alive enough to facilitate the massage. The pleasure of the pain was enough to make him groan again, sending Callisto into an eye-rolling fit of muttering about his relative uselessness. �Now,� he said after a minute or so of getting some life back into his hands and arms. �I agreed to your end of the bargain. It�s your turn to hear mine.�
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