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Magneto smiled and kissed her back. He had often fantasized about this, wanting to take her during training missions. But he had wanted to wait until she proved herself an able queen. Her willingness to follow his every command, and her ability to hold her own in combat made her the perfect candidate.
"Me, too. But we'll like it even better when we get warmed up."

He pulled her toward him and kissed her. His hands felt along her breasts, massaging their way down to her vagina. He then inserted his fingers into her, playing with her g-spot. He was going to push her toward the edge, then send her falling over. More than that, however, he would make her feel special. He would make her feel like a queen.

Elianna gasped softly when he found her g-spot and began to play with it, before moaning into their kiss. She parted her lips and let her tongue slid between them, licking Magneto's bottom lip before forcing her way into his mouth. She decided she would return the pleasure he was giving her. She slid a hand down over his chest and continued on to his hard member, wrapping her fingers around it she began to slid them up and down over his shaft.

XoXoXoX

Holly worked steadily for the next half hour, sweat broke out on her forehead, but she was getting closer. She couldn't just blow the lid off, She needed to be careful and quiet. She needed to work the latches free and open the lid, she needed to draw as little attention to herself as she could. And she was soon rewarded with the sound of the latches snapping off her prison. Not exactly what she'd intended, but it didn't matter, she used her powers then to lift the lid slowly quietly, before dropping it accidentally to the floor with a loud clatter. Shit! She was going to need more control over her powers if she was going to escape this place.

She prayed that Sniper would return soon. She was sure she wouldn't survive long here if he didn't. But besides that she was also finding that she missed him, more then she should having only just met him. She didn't like being separated.

But she pushed these thoughts to the side. She found now that the lid was off she could move. She quickly scrambled out of the tube. Holding her side and hissing in pain. She looked around for a door and began to make her way as quickly as she could towards it.
 
Natascha sat seductively at the end of the bar, auburn hair lay prone over the side of her left shoulder. Yellow-green eyes stared deeply at the opposite side of the bar where a large, partially hidden mirror reflected both entrances of the bar to her waiting eyes. She smiled despite her annoyance at the fact her target had not left the bar, she was there for his head and nothing at all was going to stop her from earning her bounty; In fact, she had told the seller of the contract that at exactly seven thirty-five that evening the male and the entire contence of the bar were going to be killed, no matter who was in there. He had agreed.

Her fingers tapped upon the bar, causing the rather besmitten barkeep to all but run over to her, his face turned up into a wide smile as he almost cried out "Another drink, Ma'am!?" towards the drop-dead gorgeous red-head now seeming quite annoyed at him. "I'll have a..-sex- on the beach." the female spoke in something similar to a cats low mating purr. It was quite everyone to any female in the room that this was a very, very good temptress; Every single male in the bar seemed to be awestruck by something or other about the female, even those that had no direct lin-of-sight to her seemed to want to stare straight for walls and doors that let to her.
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Tristan blinked a few times as he turned his head to one side, blushing a little as the pretty female was placed upon his bed. He did use it sometimes, but only during the day to restore his body-heat and energy using his photosynthetic abilities. He shrugged his shoulders gently and turned, slowly walking into the room for a moment to begin to nourish the plantlife that he had all around his room.

[Yeah, last one sucked, mainly 'cus there's nothing he can do right now. xD Hah, sorry]
 
Sniper had located the bar on seventh street, some ramshackle little place that was very similar to the bar that he frequented. Sitting at the bar was a young man with long black hair. He wore blue jeans and a black shirt with a brown vest. Sniper was betting that this was Lance Alvers. He took the seat next to him and looked at the bartender.
"What'll you have?"
"Give me some vodka."

The bartender smiled.
"You sure about that? The vodka we have here is...quite strong, sir."
Sniper nodded.
"Just bring me the bottle. I'm no lightweight."
The bartender turned to him and took a sip of his own drink.

"Who are you? Never seen you around here before."
"Terrence Young. You can call me Terry."
"Well, Terry, you seem to be a hard drinker."
He looked at his outfit.
"What's with all the guns?"

Sniper smiled.
"Funny you should ask..."
The bottle came back and Sniper picked it up and downed it all in one shot. He set it down and looked at Lance.
"I work for an organization that has interest in your, shall we say, "special" abilities."
Lance knitted his eyebrows.

"What "special" abilities? I can pick locks and hot wire cars. That's about it."
"So the information I got on you being able to create earthquakes at will was bogus?"
Lance slammed his drink down.
"Just who the hell are you, Terry?!"

"I'm a mutant, codenamed Sniper. I work for the Brotherhood of Evil Mutants. We have need of someone like you."
Lance smirked.
"And what if I say "no"?"
Sniper tightened his gloves.
"Then I'll just have to beat you until you agree to join."

After a few minutes, Lance smiled.
"You've got some set of balls, Sniper. I respect that."
He stood up.
"Let's step outside."
Sniper and Lance made their way outside.

Soon, they were both standing in the street.
"Let's do it. No powers, just our bodies."
Sniper smiled and formed a stance.
"You ready?"
Lance nodded and formed his own stance. They then began to circle each other.

Magneto heard the clanging sound.
"Juggernaut, investigate that!"
He then went back to enjoying Elianna's hand job. He slid her top down and played with her sensitive nipples.
"How do you feel my queen?"
He smiled and cupped her full breasts.
 
Elianna's attention was captured by the sound of metal hitting the floor in another room. Her head snapped in that direction before her attention was recaptured by the feel of Magneto's hands on her breasts.

A smile spread across her face, replacing the momentary frown. “I feel intoxicated by you're touch.” She hissed into his ear before nibbling gently on his earlobe. His hands warmed her naturally chilled skin.

“And how do you feel my King?” She asked as she continued to stroke along his hard cock.
 
Magneto smiled back and kissed her.
"I feel as a King should. I knew you were special from the beginning Elianna. That is why I made you my second-in command, and now my Queen."
His eyes went misty.
"But, I still suffer the pain from when my last Queen betrayed me."

He pulled Elianna gently toward him, allowing her to feel his length along her nether region.
"I want you to remain loyal to me. I love you, dearly, and I want us to have a united rule over this planet. We will lead mutants to our glorious tomorrow."
He pulled off her panties and put her on her back before proceeding to fuck her, gently at first, then faster and deeper.
 
Natascha smirked as a fellow mutant appeared within the. She was sat just before him, only a few feet away from him upon the bar, and as such her heightened scenes heard every single word. She swiftly payed the barman and stood up, her luscious body sliding itself from side to side as he entered the females bathroom. She basically just ripped her outfit off, showing no clothes underneath. She instantly pulled on a skin-tight bodysuit, which was purposely cut in the middle and retaylered as a two-piece suit, the leathery bottoms and a top which appeared to come down to barely above the females breasts. Anyone who wanted to could very easily spot a small amount of them.

Ready for the next part of her plan she turned and slowly walked outside, watching the man known as sniper and her target speaking. She chuckled lightly as she slid herself back against the wall, winking to the two men in the middle of the street who seemed to be about to start a random brawl. She slid her long, luscious right leg up onto wall, bending it at the knee so her heel touched the wall. "Ooh, I just -love- a strong man! Mm, whoever wins is a lucky guy, I like lucky guys too. How about..I kiss a nice, big kiss to the winner?" she purred, her voice low and silky-smooth. She was already using her Male Hypnosis abilities to make her already fantasticly beautiful appearance even more so to the two fist-fighters. "So..get on with it!~" she basically ordered the two.
 
Lance began with a one-two combo, basically probing for range. Sniper dodged them, coming back with a waist-high kick. Lance swiftly dodged it, and the two were soon embroiled in battle. Blood was shed, and bone met bone. It was an even fight, but one that Sniper won with a decisive counter punch to the nose. Lance rolled back and landed upright, wincing at the pain in his nose.

Lance looked up at him and smiled.
"You sure can throw a punch, man?"
Sniper nodded.
"I've had lots of experience."
He held his hand out, and Lance took it as he pulled him to his feet.
"So, are you ready to go?"

Lance nodded.
"Sure, man. I'd like to see what this organization of yours has to offer."
"Got a ride?"
"Got a Harley in the back."
"Grab it and let's go."
Soon, the two were on the road, heading for the jet that would take them to Genosha.

Juggernaut heeded Magneto's orders and headed for the room where the clanging came from. The lid was off, and the telepath was missing from the container. He stayed outside the room, as he could hear what was going on.
"Magneto, sir, that, uh...that telepath escaped."
Magneto looked up.
"What?!"
 
Natascha grunted lightly as she counted the feet between where she stood upon the wall and the area where the two people had stood. "sookin syn [Son of a bitch]" she cried as she slammed her right fist into the side of the wall and set off on foot through the streets. After a few moments she found what she was looking for. She turned swiftly and leaped onto a ladder which led onto the side of a large building with a large, flat area upon the top on the roof. At this point she would smirk, watching the highway where the two mutants had used to exit the city like a half.

"Base, come in. I need a transport -now-. You have one minute or I am going to kill you all!" she growled. She knew it wouldn't come to that, it just so happened that she had asked a talented pilot to be on stand-by for all her weekly missions. She turned slightly as the wind picked up, her scarlet hair fluttering wildly behind her. She slowly began to walk, and as per usual the helicopter continued to rise as soon as it touched down. She ran wildly forwards, enhanced speed allowing her to easily leap up and twist in mid-air, avoiding the blades and touching down on the helicopter.

The newly-designed stealth helicopter flutter on up into the air, and swiftly pulled through the clouds whilst Natascha watched the highway like a hawk. She would not attack yet; Her time was later, she would bide her time and wait until they showed her exactly where they would stop, and then she would take them both out, or use them for her own needs. Or just rob them and -then- kill them both, that could always be fun.
 
Sniper and Lance drove down the highway, completely oblivious to the fact that someone was watching. Terry looked back.
"So, do you have codename?"
Lance nodded.
"Yeah, I call myself Avalanche."
Sniper nodded.

"That's a cool codename. With your skills, you'll be an asset to the Brotherhood."
The two pulled up to the airfield.
"So, why are we here?"
Sniper deactivated the cloaking device, revealing the sleek jet that awaited them.
"Whoa, that thing is awesome!"

The entrance ramp opened, and the two drove in. Sniper bolted down their bikes and the ramp closed. They went into the cockpit, and Sniper started it.
"So, where are we going?"
"To Genosha, the headquarters of the Brotherhood."
They then lifted off and began moving toward the mutant nation at incredible speed.
 
Elianna moaned with pleasure as his hard cock filled her. Her breathing was laboured and she could feel the familiar heat pooling in her stomach, she wouldn't last long. “Oh god, you weren't lying!” She panted, thinking about his earlier statement. He was far better then any young man she'd ever had. She was almost at her climax when Juggernauts voice came from the hallway.

“That little bitch!” She spat venomously as she sat up. She looked to Magneto for direction. She wanted to finish what they had started, but at the same time she wanted to find that little telepath, and strangle her for ruining this moment.

XoXoXoX

Holly tiptoed through the halls, trying desperately to find medical supplies to fix herself up, or at least a way out of this horrible place so that she could get help. So far she had only passed a kitchen and a few empty rooms. Twice she had almost been discovered, both times she'd felt her heart jump into her throat in fear.

She wished desperately that she hadn't been unconscious when she'd been brought in. At least then she could find away out. This was absolutely hopeless. It wasn't long before the pain in her side became so intense everytime she breathed that she had to take a break. She crept into an empty room and sat down to the right of the door. Her back to the wall.
 
"Well, isn't this just a perfect little conclusion, hm?" Natascha chuckled lightly to the driver of the compact, stealth helicopter as it floated a good twenty of so feet above the jet the two mutants had escaped onto. He smiled deviantly as she shifted herself down to where she was capable of leaning upon the very edge of the helicopter, her right hand gripped tightly around the evacuation holding cord, her honed eyes glaring down to meet the Jet she was fluttering just above. "Take her up, Mac.." she spoke to the large, rather muscled man in charge of the helicopter, who suddenly accelerated and began to move upwards.

This was Natascha's chance to slide her footing forwards, slipping on out of the helicopter and falling a good fifteen feet before then swiftly removing a rope dart-esque object from her utility belt; She began to swiftly spin this, turning as she did so so as not to bind her. It seemed at first that she had missed her mark, as the door as already passed her, but instead she threw the dart straight for the two large skids at the bottom of the jet-plane, the dart designed for just this kind of manuever. She turned swiftly and pulled herself under, her hands grasping onto one set of skids and feet slipping onto the top of the other set. She was now in position for infiltration, and even when the jet went down she was safe, at least for now.

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"Okay..that should do" Whispered Tristan as he wiggled his fingers against one another, each of the odd plants in his room glowing with a light purple, green, faded blue or pink coloring, each having one of there own hue or density. "Hehe, perfect!" he chimed, using a purposely low register so as to not awaken the female laying in his bed; As comic as that was, a girl in his bed, hah!

He shifted his head to one side before slowly turning himself around, gently tiptoeing on out of the room before the girl could awaken. It would have looked -very- odd if he was tiptoeing around a room where she was sleeping. He turned and closed the door silently, before nodding his head towards the older male guarding the door. "She's sleeping soundly, so I thought I'd turn the light-plants down so as not to disturb her. Would..you like a drink or something to eat? I saw you three didn't get to each much before that crazy guy came in and shot up the place." he sighed gently, shaking his head a little bit at having let the villain get away and thus perhaps allow him to injure, or worse kill, another person later on in the event.

"Urm, I'll just be over there.." The blonde boy chimed lightly, pointing over to a large, decorated window that let through large amounts of light. The fight had taken it out of him, and he shuffled over to the window in a huff and slipped onto the large, cushioned ledge of the window. He snuggled himself up for a few moments, before yawning gently into his palm. "Wake me if you need anything to eat.." he spoke to said guard, before seemingly starting to nap. Or, sort of, being as he just sat there with his eyes closed, though he didn't snore, his chest did not move, and he did not seem to have any overall sleep pattern. What he -did- do, however, is begin to glow like a massive night light.
 
Rowan continued to wonder restlessly through the school. It had been many hours since the attack, she no longer feared the man would turn back around for a second go. But after the events of the night she didn't think she could sleep if she tried to.

Her tail swished back and forth irritably as she walked past the broken up dinning room and Storm, Rogue and Bobby working to put it to rights. She thought for a moment of changing her form back to human to tell Rogue and Bobby they had better sleep soon, they both had classes tomorrow. But she felt far more comfortable in her tiger form at the moment.

She turned her head to the side and found Tristan sitting someway down the hall on the ledge of a window, soaking up the bright light cast by the moon. Turning her head the other way she saw one of the four new mutants that had come to the school. She wondered if the girl was ok.
 
Tristan sighed gently as darkness fell upon him once more, eyes twitched open with a slow, almost painful intake of a large amount of air. He then exhaled gently, a small smirk appearing upon his lips. "Hello, Miss Rowan" he spoke in that mid-register, chocolate-covered, sweet-as-candy tone of his. He lightly nodded his head towards the girl, eyes barely open and facial features looking a little bit like a human who had just awakened from a deep sleep.

Purring gently, his body sliding up and taking on a slightly serpentine appearance as he sort of..wiggled comicly upon standing. He stood up, eyes curving cat-like and lips forming a large smile, despite the fact he was in a fight for not his own, but many other students lives not even a few hours prior. 'Okay, smile. Check, urm..and now, body-contact, right..and keep smiling..be nice. Urm..' he thought to himself, his right hand slowly moving down to sort of..pat the tigeress on the shoulder. "Urm, I was wondering how you were. You looked a little frightened after that mutant attacked. Is there anything I can do to help you..?" he spoke, trying to sound as nice as he possibly could for the possible time; Everyone in the school new he wasn't exactly the most human around, he didn't act or speak like normal humans did; Though, that was probably because he was made and not given birth to, and also that he had hardly any human contact before he came to the school.

"I..urm, I'm not really good at this." He blushed heavily, head turning to one side as he scrunched his face up tight. "I urm, b-but is there anything I can do to help you..?" he whispered down to her, shifting himself slightly to look around so as not to be caught acting at all normal. he sort of liked people knowing he was different; It made life fun, and nobody ever messed with the weird plant child.
 
Rowan was glad she was in her tiger form at the moment, otherwise she might very well have laughed at Tristan's awkward attempt at comfort. But truly she wasn't in much need of it. She often found her tiger form more preferable to her human self. She felt much stronger and at home this way. And then of course there was the little issue of her clothes. She had no clothes for when she changed back, they had been torn in the transformation to the tiger. That was the only thing she really disliked about changing from one to the other.

So were she to change back now Tristan would get quite the view. So in answer to his question she shook her head from side to side. Then with a pointed look she turned her head towards the younger boys door and the boy standing guard, as if to say 'whats up?' She wanted to know if Lilly was alright.
 
Tristan smiled sweetly at the fact he was having something of a conversation with a real, safe-minded, -actual- human being; Albeit this human being was in the form of a large tiger capable of eating him, but that was besides the point. "Oh, urm, that girls name is Lilly." He began to remember what he had memorised of all the students he had met, and having had also read semi-confidential files in teachers-only areas of the school, he knew a bit more about the rest of the students than he really should have. "She can heal herself by sleeping. Just a few hours and any wound she has is gone; I was going to ask her if she would like me to train her..I urm, I'm kind of good at self-defence, martial arts and stuff like that. So she can defend herself!"

The blonde smiled quickly, nodding his head down towards the tiger. "Urm, I saw that you didn't seem to have much to eat at lunch time.." He began, turning back to look towards her after glancing towards Lilly and her two guards for the short time he was speaking, before he then shifted his head to the left and smiled a little brighter than before. "I could make you something if you'd like? - Wait, urm.." he began, blushing gently as he shifts yet again to make sure nobody was watching or listening in on the overall conversation. He then slid himself down to kneel before Rowan, his hands making a cone around his mouth, something of a childish way of making sure he couldn't be heard except by Rowan. "Urm, is it about your clothes thingy? 'Cus, I mean, I saw what happened to then last time. Do they reappear or..?" he spoke, blushing even further at the fact he was talking about a naked female. He had never seen a female in a bikini; So even talking about it made him instantly scarlet.
 
Sniper touched the jet down in the hangar of Genosha. When the exit ramp came down, he and and Lance stepped into the hangar.
"Wow, this place is huge!" the new mutant said as he looked around.
Sniper could hear the awe in his voice and realized how lucky he was to be a part of this organization.
"Yes, it is just one part of a whole nation devoted to us mutants. And if Magneto has his way, we will rule this entire planet."

Magneto could feel the warm liquid dripping from Elianna, and longed to hear her scream in orgasm. Instead, she screamed out of anger.
"Now, now, my queen. It will be okay. Just let me finish and we'll go look for the telepath. From there, I will make sure that she does not escape again."
He began ramming her again, this time even harder.
 
Lilly soon woke up and took a look around the room and noted all the plant like life that was in here and said to herself "Dante would love this room". She stood up and felt dizzy a bit but soon that too passed. she walked out of the room to see that she was alone .

All three boys had been summoned to see the professor.
[sorry did not know what else to do ]
 
Elianna moaned blissfully as Magneto began to finish what they started. She wrapped her legs up around his hips as he began to fuck her, harder then he had before. He was in a rush to finish and find the troublesome little witch, but thats ok, she was eager climax now.

When she finally hit her climax she cried out in sweet bliss, feeling herself clench around her lovers hard member as he continued to thrust into her. She writhed under him, her back arching and her nails leaving marks on his back and shoulders.

When it was over she was panting to catch her breath. “Amazing.” She said with a soft hiss of pleasure.

XoXoXoX

Holly stood up on shaky legs after a short time had passed. She wouldn't have long before they found her if she didn't get out soon. She was surprised that someone hadn't already tracked her down. But she wasn't about to stand around and question the reasons. She set out from the room then, and continued her walk through the unfamiliar place.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she found a familiar room. It was the one she had first woken up in, just after Elianna had taken her prisoner. She walked quickly, hopefully, over to the door at the end of the room, praying it led outside. She looked around quickly for any sign of Magneto's men before opening the doors and stepping out into the jet hanger.

XoXoXoX

Tristan seemed to be having a good time talking to her, especially at the prospect of cooking, so Rowan didn't have the heart to deny him the opportunity to cook for her even though Melinda had just cooked for her earlier in the night. So she nodded. But she couldn't help the laugh that slipped out, sounding much more like a growl then anything, when Tristan began to blush while talking about her changing back. She found it cute that he was so innocent when it came to things like this. When she was done her short burst of laughter she nodded her head once more.

Her attention was soon caught by Tristan's door opening and Lilly stepping out into the hallway. She walked over and sniffed the girl just to assure herself that she was ok.
 
Magneto was breathing heavily after the amazing sex. He would have preferred to have more time, but business beckoned. He went into the bathroom and cleaned himself up a bit before putting on his clothes.
"Wait here, Elianna. I will find Holly and bring her back. And no attempting to hurt her. Once she has been changed with Mastermind's help, she will obey our every order."
He floated out of the room to find Holly.

Sniper was about to cross the room when the door opened. Holly stepped out, looking so beautiful and vulnerable.
"Holly!"
He crossed the room and took her by the shoulders.
"Are you okay?"
He smiled at her.
"I'm sorry I didn't come see you when I got back."

Lance stepped forward.
"Hey, I'm Lance Alvers. Is this your girl, Terry?"
Sniper shook his head.
"No, just a good friend. I want to make sure she's okay."

At that moment, Magneto emerged from the shadows.
"Ah, there you are, Holly."
He touched down.
"Sniper, good job getting the other mutant. Now, allow me to take Holly."
Sniper looked at him suspiciously.
"What are you going to do with her?"

Magneto smirked.
"I'm just going to make her more...cooperative."
Sniper knit his eyebrows.
"You're not laying a hand on her."
"Excuse me? Did you forget who you're talking to?"

Sniper shook his head.
"No, but I won't allow anyone to hurt a lady. Not Sabretooth, not Juggernaut, and certainly not you."
Magneto reached into Sniper and seized on his iron ions, forcing him to one knee.
"Hey! Let him go!" Lance cried.
His eyes rolled back in his head and he stomped the ground, sending a tremor straight at Magneto.

The older mutant could not dodge it in time, and was thrown back. Sniper seized the opportunity and fired a large blast at him, hitting him dead in the face and sending him against the wall.
"Now! Let's go!"
He ushered Holly and Lance into the jet and took off. But Magneto recovered.

"Oh, no you don't!"
He put a hand up and trapped the jet with magnetic force. Even with his powers, however, the jet was still difficult to pull back. Sniper headed back to the exit ramp, ready to launch a blow that would free them from Magneto's grasp.
 
Elianna nodded. She was feeling quite sluggish after such an amazing orgasm. She was completely content for the moment to let Magneto go after Holly.

XoXoXoX

A relieved smile lit Holly's bruised face at the site of Sniper. He was back! He would help her...at least she hoped. She still wasn't sure where he stood. She didn't have to wait long though, Magneto soon came through the door and Holly took a hurried step back away from him and closer to Sniper. She was happy to find that he was on her side. Her relief didn't last long.

“What are you doing to him?!” Holly screamed in panic when Sniper was brought to his knees by Magneto.

And then everything was happening so fast. The earth shook with a trumendous tremor and Sniper was hurrying her along to a jet. Her side screamed in pain everytime she took a deep breath and she collapsed to the floor of the jet as they took off, trying to catch her breath while she fumbled in her pocket for her painkillers.

She found them quickly enough and popped the lid off, quickly fishing out three pills and swallowing them. It took a few minutes for them to begin to work, her side still ached and it hurt to breath, but the pain was bearable now.

“Are you ok Sniper?” She asked him, feeling slightly guilty that he had been hurt defending her.
 
Sniper nodded.
"Yeah, I'm OK. His attack hurt, but not enough to do permanent damage."
He popped a hatch in the roof and stood on the jet. He then pulled his original pistol.
"Consider this," he said as he aimed the pistol at him, "my resignation."

He then fired a single spirit bullet. It ripped through the air, nailing Magneto in the helmet. The speed and velocity were enough to knock him off balance, and in that second, the jet roared off. Sniper climbed back in and secured the hatch before taking the pilot's seat.
"Now that we're free of the Brotherhood, we're going to need allies until we can get ourselves set up."
He typed in familiar coordinates.

"We're going to Professor Xavier's Mansion. The X-Men see me as an enemy, but once I explain the situation, they should help us."
He sighed with relief.
"I'm just so glad you're okay, Holly. I was so worried."
He smiled and continued to fly the jet.

Lance took a seat on the bench. It was amazing to him that he had left an organization even before joining it. But, Sniper was the one who had his respect, not the Brotherhood. He was going to stick with him, no matter what they were up against. Aside from that, he was hoping to find a cute girl of his own. And, a chance to use his mutant powers to the fullest.
 
Meanwhile Melinda was finally sleeping in the infirmary, her wounds bandaged, and a wool blanket covering her otherwise nude body. Her powers made the medical bed and the blanket pitch black too, so it seemed like she was a black marble tombstone. Her body utilized lots of its energy in the last hours, and because she had not eaten anything in almost 20 hours, she seemed to lose some of her puffiness, her little overweight body loosing pounds of flesh. That she was in a radiation insulated room and almost kept in total darkness made her body the main energy source for her healing, even after her mutant power tried to eat up all the light from the surfaces of the items that touched her similarly absorbing skin.

She slept, and dreamed. Dreamed about darkness, about evil, and about people who had to hurt others by the darkness around their heart or mind... some cases both.
 
All three boys stood in professor Xavior's office talking When Lilly walked in with out knocking. She looked at the boys who looked at her then turned to the professor saying "I think we will stay you guys are so nice but I'm still gonna keep my guard up not ready to trust you all yet".

Xavior waved his hand saying "Take your time Lilly we can't push you to accept us ". He saw the look on her face at his knowing her name so he told her "I have the power to read minds and I saw your name on your friends minds".

Cloud did not say a word just turned to Lilly and nodded his head to let her know it was true the boys were thinking about her and using her name .
 
Natascha smirked to herself as she slipped herself around a little bit, her body very supple and sleek from the avid activities she endured on a daily basis. She purred gently to herself, extremely happy on the current situation; Why should she do all the work herself when she could just 'persuade' these three to do it for her. 'Oh, being bad is so, sooo good~' she giggled to herself as she pulled her free of the upper skid, her entire body stabilising her movements so as not to slip off of the jet and therefor, most probably, die. She gently tapped, loud enough for her to hear it, quiet enough that nobody else in the jet did, until finally she had heard a slot in the jet's back, far away from the cockpit where she could then easily remove the bottom panel and slip herself through into the actual jet. Replacing the removed panel, Natascha slid her neck around in a circle and purred happily at the resulting pleasure she felt; Once her entire back had this same treatment she turned slowly, and began to move.

Exploring the jet was not exactly fun, her instincts telling her to be ready for attack at any time and constantly having the proper escape route planned out in the back of her mind. She removed both swat-issue handguns from her legs and cocked both, smirking at the resultant pop; She moved forwards and slid her hand up to make sure the armor-piercing 'nano' bullets she had been supplied with were actually in the gun; They were specially made to kill mutants, and thus were a heavy asset to her. She smirked briefly as she slammed her hand onto the control panel for the door to the cockpit, causing it to fly open. She slid both guns up to face the one in control, a sly smirk on her face. "Well hello there, dorogaya.." she purred, speaking back in russian as she did so. "Y'know, it's -sooo- mean to leave a lady out in the street like that~" she teased gently, her one gun pointed straight at the captain, and the other at the following male; The female did nothing during the fight for the jet, and as such didn't seem very powerful. And thankfully, being as small as the cockpit was, she was well within range for her male hypnotic abilities to work. "But I'll forgive you..for a price.."

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Tristan blinked a few times as an idea suddenly popped into his innocent widdle mind. "I got it!~" he chimed happily as he suddenly stood up. As he did so he would slowly turn himself around and close his eyes. Remembering just how Rowan looked in her human form, and how tall she was, as well as how wide she was around her shoulders, stomach and hips, he began to formulate a plan. He concentrated, and after a moment or two the windows they were stood by urst open, vines and leaves fluttering by the dozen. They surrounding the tiger completely from anyone elses gaze, though this wasn't his actual plan. "O-okay..go ahead and turn back, I'm ready for it!" he sighed gently, still covering his eyes using both hands. "W-when you change back, you can wear.." he began, slamming both palms together and moving them slowly as-if he was crushing a nut or some such item between them; And as he did this, a number of the now hundreds of leaves and dozens of vines appeared to slide out before her, stopping in mid-air to form a very well constructed and sturdy, and to the naked eye rather pretty dress before Rowan.

As he constructed this rather hastily made dress, Tristan slowly turned, hands still plastered over his grass green eyes, ears twitching with the sounds of grass and leaves fluttering through the air, and his extremely cute widdle upturned nose twitching gently with the smells of the outdoors in the comfort of his window-side bed! He sighed gently, happily and rather forcefully being that he didn't exactly know why people sighed, but they seemed to do it when they were happy something, so he did so also. "Don't worry, I won't peak! Just, change back and wear that until we can find your room, I guess. I mean, you can keep it on, I think you look pretty in anything- I mean what.." he gasped, turning back to the window to shut it, before simply staring out at it, blushing even more so at what he had just accidently said.
 
All of a sudden, a lady with a Russian accent had dropped in and was now pointing guns at him and Lance. She asked for a 'forgiveness price', which indicated that she was a hijacker. This was a delicate situation, as full-on violence would be very much out of the question, even if he wanted to, and he did not. The slightest hit on the console, and they would plummet to the ground. So, instead, Sniper played it cool. He chuckled.

"Listen, hijacker, we don't have anything to give you. I just severed my ties with my organization, and with it, all my money and status. If you want, you can have my armor, weapons, motorcycle, and jet when we land. They're all Brotherhood items, and I have no use for them anymore."
He looked at Holly.
"But if you must kill us, at least spare the young lady. She's been through enough all ready."

Lance did not know what to do. Sniper was taking the lead, which was a good thing. But on the other hand, he did not want to be shot either. He began formulating a plan on what to do if this went wrong. He would make sure that they survived. He owed Sniper-and Holly-that much.
 
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