A Matter of Honor | By : purenightshade Category: M through R > Mutant X Views: 1579 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Episode 02: Echoes of the past
The yellow taxi pulled away from its last stop, the driver more than happy to get away from his last fare. It’s not that the woman had said anything, but it might have been less of an ordeal if she had. Her eyes had stared straight ahead. She’d been completely expressionless. He’d turned up the heat as far as it would go and he’d still felt an unnatural chill down his spine. To make matters worse, she had dark hair and had dressed all in black with a long black leather trench coat. When she’d gotten out, he’d seen the chunky high heeled boots. He wouldn’t have been terribly surprised if she’d pulled out a pair of automatic weapons and started killing people. She looked dangerous and insane; not a mix he cared to deal with.
As for the woman herself, she walked into the rather large house in front of her and set her bags down on the floor. They’d find their way up to her room eventually. She pulled her gloves off and walked up the stairs to check on her young charge. Finding that she wasn’t in her room, she frowned, heading off into the other parts of the house to try and find her. Not seeing her anywhere, she began to worry.
She went and found the housekeeper and asked her about her charge’s absence. When the reply came back that she hadn’t been seen in a since yesterday and her room hadn’t been used, the woman went into a panic. She headed for the door. The housekeeper assured her that the police were on the case, but she wasn’t listening. She headed for the garage and got into her car, heading off to search for herself. She didn’t trust the local law enforcement to find her before something bad happened.
Trusting her instincts, she headed for the one place her charge would go if she wanted to get out of the house for a few hours, despite warnings not to go too far without her. After a search of the mall, she was getting frustrated. She cornered a security guard and convinced him to let her see the security tapes from the previous day. They proved to be most helpful. She watched as her young charge collapsed and two people she didn’t recognize carry her off.
She snarled in frustration and left the room. Whoever they were, they must surely be connected to the underground. They would most likely be bidding their time to make her family and friends worry in order to secure a larger ransom. Such was how these things worked.
She left the mall and went to the parts of town where agents for the underground were likely to hang around. Blind with rage and fury, she made her presence known. If anyone got in her way, she knocked them down and questioned them about her charge’s whereabouts.
Shalimar walked into Adam’s lab where he was taking another blood sample from Honor. She waited until he’d pulled the needle out of her arm before interrupting them. “I’m sorry about the intrusion, but the police have sightings of someone beating on members of the underworld. They don’t know anything about the individual. The camera footage isn’t exactly clear in that respect. Emma thinks that it’s a mutant.”
“Prep the Helix. It’s worth looking into.” Shalimar nodded and left the room.
Honor looked at Adam, pressing a cotton swap to her arm. “Is it really wise to go up against a mutant whose powers are unknown?”
Adam smiled knowingly. “I’m quite confident in the abilities of my team. They can handle it.” He moved over to one of the other tables in the room and prepared a slide, putting it under a microscope.
Honor sighed and pulled her sleeve down. Somehow, she had a bad feeling about this.
They landed the Helix a short distance away from where Emma said the possible mutant was. They approached the area cautiously, not really knowing what to expect. As they turned a corner, a man went flying into the wall beside Jesse. He blanched a little.
A shadowy figure walked towards them. From what they could see, it was dressed all in black with a long trench coat. It took very slow, deliberate steps towards the man that had just hit the wall. When it left the shadows and stepped into the light, the genderless figure turned out to be a woman of average height and build with black hair and very deep, piercing blue eyes that were narrowed in an intimidating gaze. The man tried to get away, but Mutant X was blocking the only way out of the area.
“I will ask you one more time,” she snarled. “Where is she?”
“I told you, I don’t even know who that is!” he exclaimed in terror.
She stopped a few feet in front of him and grabbed his shirt. “If you indeed have no knowledge of her, then why are you running?”
“Because you’re one scary-ass bitch,” he cowered.
She hit him. Hard. “You know more than you’re saying.”
“Let him go,” Brennan said, walking towards her. “He says he doesn’t know anything. From he look of him, you’ve been pounding on him for a while now. Don’t you think that if he knew something, he would have told you by now?”
She turned her head, focusing her gaze on him instead. “Unless you have something to contribute, I suggest that you leave.”
Jesse took a step forward. “I don’t know who you are, but this constitutes as harassment.”
“Or torture,” Brennan added.
She let the man go and turned to face them. “I’ll repeat-“ The man turned and ran, going around her. She snarled in rage. “Now you’ve done it! That man knew something and you let him get away.”
“If he’d known something, he would have told you,” Brennan told her again, looking slightly annoyed.
“Brennan, this is getting us nowhere,” Jesse sighed.
“I agree,” she said shortly. “Why don’t you people go away and leave me to my business?”
“I’m afraid we can’t do that.”
“Of course you can. All you have to do is turn around and walk the other way.”
Emma and Shalimar stepped towards her. “You see, you’ve been hurting people and making a general nuisance out of yourself,” Shalimar told her.
“You’ve been a bad girl,” Emma added.
The woman stared at the two other women. “You,” she said slowly. “You took her. You know where she is.”
They looked at her blankly. “What are you talking about?” Shalimar asked her.
“I knew if I rattled a few cages I’d shake loose some rats,” she snarled. “Give her back!”
“Give who back?” Jesse asked. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“I’ve had enough of this,” she sighed. “If you won’t give her back willingly, I’ll have to get her back by force.” With only that little waning, she threw herself towards Brennan, the closest person to her. He barely had time to react to the attack, bringing his arms up to block the blows rather than trying to fight back with his powers. Jesse tried to pull her off him, but the instant he laid his hands on her arms, he went flying backwards, slamming into a wall. It knocked the breath out of him and he slid to the ground, wheezing. Emma ran over to help him up.
Brennan managed to break loose and aimed some lightning at her, hitting her arm. She hissed in pain. “You’re mutants,” she said slowly. “This makes it more interesting.” Before she could go at Brennan again, Shalimar came in with a flurry of blows that left her struggling to fight back. When Shalimar moved to try and kick, the woman’s eye color flared up briefly before Shalimar went flying backwards.
Emma looked up at her. “Guys, be careful. She’s telekinetic.”
“Sure, Emma. Now you tell us,” Jesse wheezed.
“There’s something else, but I can’t quite pinpoint it.”
“You must be feeling pretty clever, little mutant,” she sneered, dodging another blast from Brennan. “If you think that you know what I’m capable of just by knowing what kind of powers I have, you’re dead wrong.”
“Perhaps, but it gives us a better idea of what we’re up against,” Shalimar said, smiling. She went at her again, scoring more hits this time.
Jesse had his wind back and tried to go at her again, massing his body when she tried to hit him. There was a distinct cracking sound as her wrist contacted his chest. She fell to her knees, clutching her hand to her chest. Emma hit her with a mental blast and she collapsed to the ground, unconscious.
“Well, that was interesting,” Brennan said walking towards her. “You don’t see too many telekinetics around.”
“I wonder what she was talking about earlier,” Emma wondered out loud.
“Have either of you two seen her before?” Brennan asked the girls. They shook their heads. “Well, she seemed to recognize you.”
“Well, we’ve got her, Adam. What do we do with her?” Jesse asked, speaking into his com.
“Bring her back to Sanctuary. I’d like to have a talk with her, find out who she is,” Adam said, his voice coming out loud and clear.
Brennan nodded and picked her up, slinging her over his shoulder. “Let’s get out of here before someone comes to see what all the commotion was about.”
Back in Sanctuary, Brennan took the woman into the lab and strapped her into a reclined examining chair, making sure that the bindings were tight enough to hold her there. Emma had drugged her on the Helix to keep her unconscious just in case she woke up while she was binding her hand to prevent further injury and to stop the bleeding. When Brennan finished, Adam came in. Honor didn’t come with him as she was exhausted from a workout.
“This is the mutant from the news,” Emma told him as he came in. “She’s telekinetic and something else that I can’t quite pin down.”
“Are you sure she’s telekinetic and not a gravitational like Honor?”
“I’m positive. She feels like a psionic.”
“She?” Adam asked, startled, coming up to the chair. Her hair obscured a face smeared with blood and dirt. There was more blood soaking through a bandage on her right hand. “What happened to her?”
“She hit Jesse right before he massed and Emma blasted her into unconsciousness,” Shalimar explained. “It might be broken.”
“Emma, can you get me a damp cloth? We should clean that dirt off her face.” Adam looked puzzled about something.
“Is everything ok?” Brennan asked as Emma got a cloth wet.
“There’s something very familiar about her, but I must be mistaken.”
Emma returned with the cloth and handed it to him. Gently, Adam brushed the hair out of her face and started to wipe it clean. The more he cleaned, the more he was certain of what he was seeing. When it was clean, his eyes widened in shock.
“You look like you’ve just seen a ghost,” Jesse commented.
“That’s roughly what I’m thinking,” Adam said softly, gingerly brushing his fingers on the woman’s cheek.
“Do you know her?” When he nodded, Emma asked, “Who is she?”
He shook his head. “I can’t quite answer that, but her name is Claudia DaVinci.”
“That wasn’t so bad,” Brennan commented, folding his arms.
“The problem is that she’s much too young to be who I think she is. You see, Claudia is a girl that I’ve known since I was a boy. She’s only a couple months younger than me, and yet she looks just like she did in college.”
“That’s not possible. If she’s your age, she should have, well, aged,” Emma stated.
“I know that,” Adam said irritably. “It’s not, and yet here she is, looking like this. There are a few lines there that weren’t, and I don’t remember her being telekinetic, but she’s otherwise unchanged.”
“She’s strong, too,” Brennan added. “And fast.”
“Why was she attacking people?” Adam asked, changing the subject.
“She was looking for someone, a girl who had gone missing. I guess she thought someone in the local underground had taken her.” Jesse shook his head. “I don’t know any more than that. She wasn’t overly forthcoming on the details.”
He thought about that for a minute before nodding. “Let’s let her wake up and then we’ll ask her about that. In the meantime, we should leave her there. I don’t want her hurting any of you.”
They nodded and left Adam alone with her. Emma turned and paused in the doorway. He was oblivious to her presence as he smoothed back the hair on Claudia’s head. She was puzzled. She’d gotten some very strong feelings from Adam when he’d realized who she was, but what she was getting now was more so. She wasn’t terribly surprised when Adam bent down and kissed the woman on the forehead. It was the tenderness in his face as he did so that was the surprise.
Silently, she slipped out and went to tell the others what she’d seen, making them promise not to say a word.
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