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Fractals
By : Nemain
Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male
Views: 6712 -:- 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-Fractals
- 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
- 16-17
- 17-18
- 18-19
- 19-20
- 20-21
- 21-22
- 22-23
- 23-24
- 24-25
- 25-26
- 26-27
- 27-27
- 28-29
- 29-30
- 30-31
- 31-32
- 32-33
- 33-34
- 34-35
- 35-35
- 36-36
- 37-37
- 38-38
- 39-39
- 40-40
- 41-41
- 42-42
- 43-43
- 44-44
- 45-45
- 46-46
- 47-47
- 48-48
- 49-49
- 50-50
- 51-51
- 52-52
- 53-53
- 54-54
- 55-55
- 56-56
- 57-57
- 58-58
- 59-59
- 60-60
- 61-61
- 62-62 and 63
- 63-64
- 64-65
- 65-66
- 66-67
- 67-68
- 68-69
- 69-70
- 70-71
- 71-72
- 72-73
- 73-74
- 74-75
- Fractals Chapter Sixty Seven (NC-17)
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“What the Hell was that?” Kitty staggered for balance as the entire house shook, disconcerting for the lack of noise. A second wave of rumbling shook the room, seeming to radiate up the walls from beneath their feet.
“It wasn’t me!” Lance protested loudly, holding his hands up in rejection of the notion. “I swear!”
“Well, don’t look at us,” Emma muttered. She winced visibly, pressing her fingers over her eyes for a moment before sighing. “Wonderful. In front of the norms, too.” She turned to face Storm and Sean. “Screw the plan. Wanda’s just unleashed Hell on her father.”
“What?” the chorus of voices sounded. Kitty clawed at the inert collar around her neck and flung it to one side. “Emma,” she demanded, “what’s going on?”
“Wanda and Tabby…” she shook herself, trying to clear out the extraneous mental chatter. “Let’s just say they’re pissed and… oh. Oh.” Emma opened her mouth to say something else, seemed to think better of it, and instead focused her attentions on Storm. “Divide up. The only thing we need to worry about is getting out unscathed. The others upstairs… it’s too late, they’ve been seen. Just get the children out and we’ll worry about the clean up later, when the dust settles.”
“Wait!” Jean put herself between Emma and the door, her hands on her hips and eyes flashing fire. “What do you mean, when the dust settles?”
“You’re psychic,” Emma snapped. “Figure it out.”
Jean narrowed her eyes. “I really don’t think this is the time to be flip, Emma!”
“Oh, shut UP!” Scott did not realize he had spoken out loud until he felt the weight of every gaze in the room on him. “I mean…Damn it. No, I mean shut up. Jean, you overanalyze everything and this is REALLY a bad time for it.”
“This is a bad time for a lot of things,” Kitty snapped. “I can pull two through at a time,” she went on, effectively ending the burgeoning argument for the time being. She grabbed Jean and Lance by the wrists and half-pulled, half-led them to the door. “Stay in the hall, don’t move.”
Storm made a noise of frustration. “Scott, open the door,” she ordered, stepping forward with Sean to stand between the students and whatever was on the other side of the door. “Kitty, this will be faster. Step aside.”
She looked vaguely disappointed, but did as she was told, still clutching Lance and Jean. “Forge…” She frowned as the older man did not respond. “Forge!”
“Yes?” He responded slowly, his eyes only half open, his movement sluggish. “I’m…fine.”
Emma stopped just short of stomping her foot. “Oh, do shut up. All of you. Scott, go.” She shoved him forward slightly and he muttered something about her potential heritage before sighing and reaching for the dial on his visor. “Remind me, when we get back to the Institute, to do something about those very eighties things,” Emma added as he adjusted the dial. Scott kept the pleasant image of Emma superimposed of the door as the beams from his eyes began to cut through the thick metal, amusing the woman greatly. It was a very slow process and she began to wish that she had just let Kitty phase them all out in twos. Something twinged at the back of her mind, trying to insinuate itself into her thoughts, trying to distract her. She glanced sideways at Jean, who seemed outwardly calm but whom, she knew, was dwelling and seething about Scott’s outburst. Emma’s mental shields reinforced, the crashing psychic silence deafening for the briefest of moments. _It’s not nice to go rifling through someone else’s mind _ she purred mentally. _Especially mine. _
Forge inhaled sharply and stiffened, leaning against the wall. “But I’m not a nice person,” he said aloud, his breathing rough and rapid.
Emma’s face did not betray her internal reaction but Scott stopped mid-door. “What?” He glanced at Forge. “What’s that mean?”
“Keep cutting,” Storm ordered, her eyes going wide. “Fast.” She edged between Emma and Scott, in effect blocking Forge from the door. “Forge… what did you say?”
“She knows,” he replied, sounding hollow. “Don’t you, Emma? You can see it all…” He shoved himself away from the wall and stepped towards her. “You know what’s going on out there but you won’t tell… Bad Emma…”
“What the Hell is wrong with you?” Sean pushed Forge back against the wall roughly. “Have you gone completely insane?”
“It’s not him talking,” Emma said calmly, raising a brow. “He must have been very tired, to let someone like you in, Incubus.” She folded her arms, daring him to make a move.
Kitty gasped. “Incubus…” Her head began to throb again in memory of her encounter at the Institute. “Hurry up, Scott,” she jittered, clutching Jean and Lance so tightly their fingers began to go numb. “Hurry hurry hurry…”
“Got it!” Scott crowed, snapping the dial to the “off” position. “Oh…shit…”
Forge smiled. Rather, Incubus smiled through Forge. “Surprise.”
There was a collective silence on both sides of the door, broken only by the soft hiss of something burning. “So nice of you to join us,” Magneto purred. Around him, the ball room looked badly scorched, the marble marred in places and furniture overturned. Scraps of cloth littered the floor and several non-mutants cowered behind an upended table. “Oh, don’t worry,” he added, glancing at the scared reporters. “The rest are just fine. I had them moved…” His smile grew edged. “Wanda had a nasty little tempter tantrum and I’m afraid she’s been sent to her room…” His glance flicked to Emma. “You seem to be a bit underdressed for the occasion.”
“What is this?” Storm hissed, stepping forward, pushing Scott behind her and blocking the door with outstretched arms.
“This,” Magneto replied jovially. “Is your coming out party. Smile pretty for the camera, Storm.” - 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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