FIC: Defection 4/7
- Disclaimer in part 1
Author's Notes: Picks up where part three left off.
< > is a telepathic conversation.
( ) are Carol's thoughts.
* * are Marie's thoughts.
Thanks to: Karen for all the wonderfull suggesstions and corrections.
Logan reached the mansion in record time. He swung his
powerful legs off the bike and ran into the edifice. Thoughts of
Carol swirled around in his mind, interspersed with concern for the
lovely young girl that he'd met earlier that day. The Professor
sensed Logan's approach and conversed with him telepathically <Logan,
the team is dispatching in five minutes. Get changed and proceed
straight to the jet, Cyclops will brief you on board.>
10 minutes later the X-jet rose into the air and the X-Men
leader left Storm to fly the plane so he could Logan. "Wolverine.
Avenger Carol Danvers was captured and killed by Magneto. I'm sorry,
I know you two had a long history together. It appears that Carol's
life force was somehow absorbed into the body of another mutant. Her
name is Marie Lensher, Magneto and Mystique's daughter. It appears
that the girl's mutation is her ability to absorb the thoughts,
memories, and life force of others. In the case of mutants, she also
temporarily gets their powers. Since Carol was absorbed completely,
we suspect the power transfer may be permanent.
"How did you get all this?" Logan broke in.
" Right now Carol is the more dominant personality in the
girl's head. Professor Xavier was able to use Cerebro to locate the
Brotherhood's location by the open channel Carol provided. He did a
mind scan and discovered what happened. The girl was knocked
unconscious from the inpact of the power transfer. As "Carol" flowed
in, "Marie" became more dormant. Carol sent out a mental scream to
the Professor and he was able to track her. We determined that
Magneto is taking his daughter to the Statue of Liberty, and whatever
he's trying to pull can't be anything but disastrous. So that's
where we are at this point. Any questions?"
Logan shook his head negatively and popped his claws in
anger. How the fuck could someone be so twisted as to harm an
innocent? Especially an innocent family member. It pissed him off,
which struck him as odd since Logan didn't usually really care what
people did to one another. But the thought of anyone harming that
girl made his blood run cold and unleashed his more primal side. He
spent the rest of the journey debating on the best way to decapitate
Magneto. He wanted to inflict the maximum amount of pain without
giving the evil mutant a chance to use Logan's metal-laced skeleton
Meanwhile in the Atlantic Ocean...........
Marie hurt everywhere. Her shoulder throbbed from where the
needle had been inserted. Her entire body was sore as the cells
mutated to form a nearly invulnerable epidermis. She could feel the
extra layers of skin stretching, growing, and changing everywhere.
Most of all her head hurt. She hadn't had a headache this terrible
since the time she had accidentally brushed up against Mortimer when
she was six years old. Marie had inherited his powers for three
weeks, and bits of his personality. It had been an experience that
try as she might, she couldn't repress.
She stilled her aching body and focused on the voices outside
"Eric, we don't know if this will work. Carol was
invulnerable, and look what happened to her!" Marie recognized her
" Mysti, we've been over this. The only way mankind will
ever truly accept us is if they are us." Eric's eerily calm voice
"Eric, it could kill her."
"That's a chance we'll have to take. This is for the good of
our kind Mysti. It's more important than anything else."
Marie wanted to rage she had never hated her father so much
as at this moment. He was willing to kill her for his own stupid
cause? And her mother, apparantly, was just going to stand by and let
him. There was something seriously wring with that. The phrase "you
can't choose your family, you just deal with them" suddenly rang
true. She suddenly snapped, she was sick of putting up with their
warped values. No one should be expected to die for a cause they
didn't really believe in.
Marie struggled against the chains that held her down, but
they were made of adamantum. The only metal that Carol couldn't
break. Frustrated by the thought, she tried to search through the
memories of the other woman in her head. There was nothing. A
sudden excruciating pain washed over her as the Carol in her head
(Hey kid, you doing okay?)
* Who are you?*
(Your new roommate. I'm gonna be with you here for awhile)
*Shit, I killed you didn't I? *
(Not intentionally, don't sweat it. I'm here to help you)
*How the hell are you going to help me? You don't even exist! Well,
except in my head. Jesus, I sound mental.*
(Do you know who Professor Charles Xavier is?)
*Yeah, he and my papa dearest were friends, before my dad lost it.*
( After this is over, you should go to him. He can help you sort
this whole thing out, and I'll be gone.)
*Well that's all well and good, but my fucking father is going to
(I wouldn't be too sure of that. The X-Men are on their way now.)
* How do you know that?*
(While you were sleeping I was busy filling the team in on what was
*Not one for idleness I see. I think I'm gonna like having you
(Well don't get too use to it. But for now Marie, you're gonna need
all the help you can get. Now here's the plan....)
Marie was startled out of the conversation by the door
swinging open on what she guessed was a boat and Sabertooth towering
"Come on girly, your father wants to kil- I mean talk to you"
the beastly man stated.
"Fuck you!" an irate Marie screamed.
"Well, too bad we don't have time for that. Now get that sweet
little ass of yours up here. Oh, fuck it, I'll just carry you. Gives
me a better excuse to grope that fine ass of yours that way."
He pulled her up, hoisted her over his massive shoulders and
carried her out of the boat and onto a dock. From her position Marie
cocked her head up and noticed a large machine under a billowing
green sheet. She felt sick as she realized what it was. It was her
father's mutating device, and Creed was taking her right to it.