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Mirror, Mirror
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 5878 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. -
Chapter List
- 1-Mirror, Mirror
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
- 6-6
- 7-7
- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
- 12-12
- 13-13
- 14-14
- 15-15
- 16-16
- 17-17
- 18-18
- 19-19
- 20-20
- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-27
- 28-28
- 29-29
- 30-30
- 31-31
- 32-32
- 33-33
- 34-34
- 35-35
- 36-37
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
- 46-48
- 47-49
- 48-50
- 49-51
- 50-52
- 51-53
- 52-54
- 53-55
- 54-56
- 55-57
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Mirror Mirror Chapter Fifty Four
Disclaimers ApplyA/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… I think Winter is on a break… yep, it's on vacation in Germany InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink, Dracena and Greywolf are loverly and wondermous for archiving/hosting. J ProPhile: Wheeeeeeee, last day! Well, it was the last day when I wrote it but likely it’s long past that now, lol. Morgan: *tackleglomp * Readers/Reviewers: There’s one or two more chapters to this one (I’ll wrap it up this weekend). Thanks for reading/reviewing as you can!
“Do you know what I dislike more than predictability?” Essex asked with a slight murmur, almost as if the words themselves bored him to speak.
“Ring around the collar[1]?” Pietro snapped, his mouth dry from a combination of exhaustion and nervousness. His back ached from the hard wooden chair he had been sitting in for what felt like hours. Beside him, Tarot stared straight ahead, her lips compressed into a thin line of some unreadable emotion, her expression making her look far older than her years.
Essex continued as if he had not heard the young man. “Inconstancy. It sounds odd, I know, but it’s true. I cannot stand it when people are predictable nor can I stomach it when they are inconstant.” He paused and smiled tightly at the two teenagers before him, leaning to sit against the edge of his desk as casually as if he were proposing they go for a Sunday drive around town, to see the holiday displays. “And you, my dear children, are inconstant. As inconstant as…” He made a moue of consideration.
“I made a decision,” Tarot cut him off, her eyes focused on some spot in the woodwork of the far wall. “I am not inconstant for making an informed choice.” She slid her gaze over to the older man and inclined her chin ever so slightly. “What about you, Doctor Essex? Are you an exception to your own rule?”
Essex’s eyes flashed angrily but he showed no other sign of her words affecting him. “My dear girl, I’m afraid you’re proving yourself to be as weak minded as I first feared…”
“No,” Pietro said slowly, for him, “she’s got a point.” It was like a lightening bolt behind his eyes, the sudden sense Tarot was making. His tongue practically tied itself in knots as vindictive accusations bubbled forth. “You want to help Magneto, you want to support the Brotherhood…” He raised a brow in an unconscious mirror of Essex’s own expression. “Now you’re betraying him. Sounds pretty inconstant to me.” He expected a blow, some sort of violence, from Essex and even braced for it, waiting for a few silent seconds before he realized that he was making a ridiculous face and the older man was not even looking at him. Instead, he was staring at a ring on his right hand, almost admiring it in the brightly lit office.
“I have never been inconstant,” the scientist finally replied. “I have dedicated my life to one thing only and I have sold my soul to the devil, so to speak, to achieve my ends.” He smiled, a flash of demon in the expression. “I have never changed horses midstream.” He tucked his right hand into his jacket pocket and pushed away from the desk. “Now, we’ve arrived at our current issue. Whatever am I to do with you?”
Tarot could feel the pull of her cards in her bag, all the way across the room. She had never tried manifesting without the cards to guide her before but she was thinking now would be a good time to try. “You cannot kill us. Magneto, at least, would ask questions. Pietro is his son, for heaven’s sake!” She sounded breathless, trying to gather her energy enough to bring forth at least a simple manifestation, something useful that would buy them time to escape.
Pietro shifted uneasily in his seat. His body itched to run and he knew he could do it, flee the place and Essex would never catch up to him, but he was held in place by Tarot’s presence. Despite his own inner objections, something told him it would be wrong to leave her there to face Essex alone, no matter how pissed off he was at her generally. “He won’t kill us,” Pietro stated with a certainty he did not feel. “That would be messy. He hates messy. He hates having questions to answer…” He wondered if he could carry Tarot with him, somehow. He had no idea how much she weighed but he was fairly certain it was too much for him to sustain a comfortable speed over any long distance.
Essex pursed his lips, giving Pietro an appraising look. “You sound just like your father as a young man, sometimes.” He spread his hands in an ‘oh well’ gesture and shrugged. “But you’re right. I’m not going to kill you. Nothing so gauche as all that. You are but children, ignorant and untrained. A waste of potential.” His needling was looking to find a mark and he thought he had in Tarot, judging by her sharply indrawn breath and the stiffening of her spine, but she did not protest his words. He waited for a heartbeat before continuing. “I have had an extraordinarily…busy…day and forgive me if I cut this short,” he said on a sigh. As if on cue, the door opened and in strolled a tall woman, heavily muscled with felinoid features down to the slightly obvious fangs, familiar to both teenagers from the news if no where else. “Thornn will show you to your new accommodations.”
Pietro was on his feet before Thornn could make it more than a pace into the room. “Sorry, but I think we’re wanted elsewhere,” he said in a slur, his words tumbling over each other as he jerked Tarot to her feet and all but shoved her towards her backpack. “I’ll send your regards to Magneto!”
Essex only knew the rudiments of Pietro’s abilities, but he knew enough to stay out of the way of the youth. “Thornn, door!”
Tarot’s fingers fumbled for her cards, panic rising uncharacteristically in her throat. “Too late!” she crowed, sounding every inch a child as she flung down one of her cards, light and sound exploding from the rectangle as the King of Swords erupted forth.
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[1] There were some old commercials for a laundry soap—I think it was Tide—that preached about getting rid of “unsightly ring around the collar”. It always got me how much hate the announcer had in her voice for this laundry mishap… - You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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