Do you have that one thing from childhood that still brings you joy?
Stuffed Animal? Toy? Blanket?
Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Thirteen)
Note: You’re getting two scenes today and got two on Tuesday … as their won’t be any posts of Afternoon Fic, during McFassy Fortnight.
“How does this guy build five of these things in two years!” Erik stared in shock, horror and awe. He could feel the metal running through them, so he would be able to control them if it came down to it, though taking on five would be hard.
“Determination.” Azazel snarled. “How do things thing know how to detect Mutants. I could understand them going after me or Beast, but you and Charles look normal.”
“Something to do with Mystique’s DNA, Hank and Charles were talking a mile a minute about it, I tuned out at ‘using it so it can detect Mutant genetics’. I didn’t need to know anything else.”
“What now?” He asked, eyeing the other Mutant.
“We need to find out where these things are going, it might help us track Mystique.”
“She’s focused on Trask.” He pointed out. “And he’s not here.”
“We made a huge scene in Paris. Trask is going to use it to showcase how he can single handedly save the world from Mutants. These Sentinels will be going where he’s at, and where he’s at…”
“We’ll find Mystique.” Azazel looked up at the creature, a frown on his face. “Shouldn’t we just blow them up?”
“Freeze.”
“Fuck.” Erik turned to see over a half a dozen security guards. “Charles is going to be so pissed.”
“You are so whipped.” Azazel gave him an evil grin, pulled his sword, and then flashed away.
Erik snorted as he raised his hands, their guns pulled from the grasps. They screamed as each of them, disappeared or was killed in front the rest. In the end Azazel stood in the middle smirking, just as the alarms went off.
“Get us out of here.” Erik snarled. He felt Azazel’s tail wrap around his wrist, and just before they poofed out he saw two dozen more men, and Trask. He gave the man a half salute as they disappeared.
***
Alex stared at the TV, then Hank, then back at the TV. “Dude I’m impressed.”
“Fuck off.” He gave him a side glare, though fluffed his fur slightly in appreciation. “Problem is we’re out and proud, and Trask is using it against us.”
“What’s the plan?” Armando turned off the TV newscast that was announcing a big press conference planned by the White House. “We have a jet and uniforms just for this moment.” Alex gave him a look, not sure where he was going. “Mystique is going to try and kill Trask, no doubt very public. Obviously channeling Erik’s showmanship.” Beast snorted, but nodded for him to continue. “We have to counter this, by saving Trask by helping the humans – this is why we built the X-Men.”
“Are we prepared for that?” Sean asked staring between the original team. “I haven’t trained like that in years.”
“But I just got back home from war.” Alex glanced between them, smirking slightly. “Beast here has been getting his ass kicked by Magneto these past few years.” Hank sighed but nodded. “I’m not sure about this Logan guy, but if any a portion of what he’s saying is true … “
“And here I thought it would be Erik who would start World War Three because someone did something to Charles, who knew Mystique would lose her shit this much.” Sean shook his head.
Hank looked at his brothers, that’s what they were to him. All of them had been there in the beginning, Sean and Alex were on that beach, and Darwin helped in Erik’s recovery. They deserved the truth.
“I’m telling you something that Erik and Charles likely don’t want you to know.” He took off his glasses and cleaned off the invisible speck, trying to get his words. When the world came back in focus all three of them were waiting intently. “Erik didn’t make it to this future. Charles was leading the brotherhood – which means one thing.”
“Fucking hell, he died protecting Charles.” Alex stood and began to pace. “This isn’t good. We have to stop this.”
“What about the rest of us?” Sean asked quietly.
“I was by Charles side.” It was all he had to stay, the implication was there for the taking.
“Well fuck if I’m dying because of Mystique.” Alex muttered, looking at the rest of them. “I think it’s time the world meets the X-Men.”
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Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Twelve)
Note: You’re getting two scenes today and also on Thursday … as their won’t be any posts of Afternoon Fic, during McFassy Fortnight.
It took a train trip out of the city, and a mental scream at Emma, before Azazel showed up in front of him.
“I should smack the living shit out of you, but I actually get it.” Erik snarled at the teleporter. “But we have a bigger issue than protecting your kids mother. Protecting your kid to start with.”
“Is Kurt in danger?” That got his attention.
“Not at this moment, but in the future.” He explained everything: Logan, the Sentinels, and the fact they were already built.
“And you and I are not in this future?” Azazel frowned as he started to pace. “Nor my son?”
“He didn’t know a Teleporter, doesn’t recognize Peter, Sean or even Alex.” The implications were astounding, add in the fact he only ever mentioned one Telepath indicated Emma wasn’t making it through this alive either.
“I lost my friend to this cruel man.” He argued, the emotion coming through. “We may have never agreed fully with Shaw, but he saved both of us. And we made a life, found a purpose with your Brotherhood. Did you know he and Angel thought about having children.”
“More kids for me to raise?” Erik smirked slightly, he had known the two had become lovers, hadn’t realized it had gotten that serious.
Azazel chuckled. “You make a good Vater.”
“Thanks.” And he meant it. “I know you still care for Mystique, she is the mother of your son, but if she keeps this up … it’s just not us Azazel. I am willing to die to protect Charles, the kids, the school, our fellow Mutants. But our kids shouldn’t be sacrificed. And not just ours, but we’re talking all of mankind. This isn’t a concentration camp he’s building, this is the destruction of the world.”
“She has already left Paris, I do not know where she is going. But I may have lead on these Sentinels. Janus got out some Intel, there was a lab in Texas, what was odd was the manufacture plant next to it.”
“Then let’s go.”
***
Charles had lost track of what day he was on, by the time they landed back in New York. He was quiet for the drive back to the school, no one was really in the mood to talk. By the time they pulled up to the front door, Charles was already out and wanting to get to Cerebro.
“All okay?” Darwin opened the door, taking in the burly new guy.
“No, but it will be.” Charles pulled the young man into his arms and hugged him tightly.
“I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s okay.” He held the smaller man tightly, before letting go and stepping back. “Sean is playing with Kurt and Alex is back, he’s been talking to Peter.”
“Keep an eye on them. I’m heading below.” He looked at Logan. “Come on it’s time you learn a few things.”
Darwin watched them pass through the lobby, heading to the elevator that took them to the labs and X-Men territory. As they disappeared he stepped in front of Hank. “Where’s Erik?”
“Looking for the things that could destroy us. Come on, let’s get Alex I have a story to tell you.” He grabbed Darwin and headed for the offices. He wanted to check the feed from France, see how much damage he did, by going after Mystique.
Memorial: 9/11
Remembering those who were lost.
Remembering those who ran in, when most ran out.
Remembering all those who watched.
Remembering all those who prayed.
Remember.
Sylum Inspiration: Paul Mallory
Camelot: Member
Paul’s family was originally from Poland. His grandmother, fled with her husband and children, to England in 1936. She talks about the regret she felt leaving behind her sister, her husband, and son, all who had perished at Auschwitz.
He was in college when he was recruited by James Bond into MI:6. His gifts in languages, and the ability to crack any safe gave him a skill set they could use. He rose up the ranks in MI:6 and is now a Double O Agent.
(Dilios Note: Not that I’m supposed to know that)
He became friends with Charles Evan, who at the time was a Veterinarian student, needing a place to stay. Paul always gone, offered his back bedroom, to the student and over time the two became friends, despite the arguments over the menagerie of animals in the house.
While on a Mission he was severely wounded and he still wasn’t sure if he gave consent to be Turned, but in the end he accepted his fate as one of M’s boys.
Pet Memorial Day
Today is Pet Memorial Day!
As we all have those pets we loved dearly – I figured to post a picture of Sammy & Merry who I still miss dearly.
So who are the pets you miss?
National Cheese Pizza Day
Now this is a day I can get behind!
And yes we’re having Cheese Pizza for dinner tonight!
Afternoon Fic: Save the Mutant Save the World (Part Eleven)
Warning: Scene is Nc-17 – hence under the cut
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Sylum Inspiration: Aguilar de Nerha
Integridad: Hunter
Aguilar and his twin brother Callum were born October 21st in the year of our lord 1460 AD and was in Masyaf.
They’re parents were Assassins, the little they knew of them, was that their father, Sebastiano was from Spain and their mother, Brigit, who was from Ireland. Their father was trained at Masyaf, who on a mission, fell in love with Brigit, brought her back and trained her. The two had been killed during the Spanish Inquisition, a year after the boys had been born. They ended up raised by the Assassin Order, and trained to follow in their parents footsteps.
When they set out on their own missions, Aguilar went to Spain, while Callum went to Ireland.
Aguilar took over the missions their parents had been killed. Hunting down Templars that were using the Spanish Inquisition for their own goals.
He ended up meeting Maria, saving her from a local ‘Inquisitor’. She had made it clear that she wouldn’t bow to the the false church, and become their whore. Aguilar fell for her instantly, the two ended up married six months later – solidify his cover as a Silk Merchant.
She knew about his Assassin work, and patched him up when he would return home. Over the years she bore him three daughters – but refused to let him train any of them.
While working on a mission with Maximus, Aguilar was mortally wounded. There was no doubt in his mind, he would be Turned.