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CHAPTER 379 SOLO

    CHAPTER 379 SOLO


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Walk me through it,” Scott said. He was trying to act calm, but his nerves were shot. The normally stoic leader from theic books looked like he hadn’t slept in days. Red eyes…at least I assumed they were red since he wore red sunsses, disheveled hair, he had been very worried for the X-Men recruits during their kidnapping.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“We were watching the Hellfire Club like we were supposed to,” Logan said. “Hisako, Weston, and I took shifts. After we heard that there was still unrest during the new management taking over, we started watching them more closely. Turns out there was a reason Shaw wanted to be the ck King now. They helped put together an auction for the elites in town, and Shaw wanted to use it as a way to get his name out there. Hisako and I followed them to the venue but hung outside.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Logan looked at me then. It was time for the bigger lie. “I took it upon myself to see what was going on inside the auction. After some sweet ninja moves and more than one ‘oldest tricks in the book’, I got to the auction. It was the richest of the rich. They were selling things from Ben Franklin’s toilet paper roll to the left eye of one of the Sphinxes in Egypt.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Really?” Hisako asked.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“He’s joking,” Logan growled. “Weston, be serious.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I am serious…ish. Sorry I wasn’t paying too much attention to what was being sold,” I said. “Anyway, then they started saying more illegal stuff. Famous paintings, items that didn’t have letters of authenticity, pirated movies. Finally they got down to the selling of the 3 stooges.” I thumbed at Lorna, Alex, and a girl named Neena. I actually did know her, but her moremon name was Domino. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She was a beautiful girl with ghostly pale skin and a ck birthmark over her left eye. I thought she needed the name Dalmation more, but she would eventually be called Domino. Not only because of the ck birthmark but because she had the mutant ability of being lucky. At least that was how canon went. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">The three kidnapped mutants wereing off the worst hangover of their lives as they sat on the couch in the X-Men apartment. Logan really had been following the Hellfire Club. The Club had used a different entrance so he didn’t see me fly in. But as soon as Demoness and I walked out, he was on me, asking questions about what was going on.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I didn’t see why not, so I told him the truth as Demoness stealthily made her exit. We quickly came up with a n so I wouldn’t get in trouble while we threw the knocked out kids in the car. Unfortunately the drugs they were on wore off half way home, which wouldn’t have been so bad if we didn’t have to throw Domino in the trunk because we didn’t have the room in the Mustang. That was another ordeal as we let her out and exined to her addled mind what happened.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Dawn arrived and a very disheveled Cyclops came with it, grilling us on what had urred that led to us somehow saving his brother and other charge.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yes,” Scott said. “But I doubt it is their fault. Walk me through what happened next.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“A pretty epic fight,” I said. “I used more ninja moves, some secret techniques passed down in my family, and grabbed these 3. After more action that I can’t exin for-“


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Weston!” Wolverine growled.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I got the hell out of there,” I finished.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Scott frowned. “I…find that hard to believe. Logan, did you help?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No,” Logan admitted. “Kid really did save them. Stupidly, and without orders, but he did good.” I gave Scott a thumbs up, not too willing to go into details. Wolverine didn’t seem to care about Demoness, and he didn’t let on that he saw Tabi in her big form before I took the others off of her. I was really liking him as my mentor.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I caught them off guard. They weren’t expecting me,” I said, leaning back on the sofa.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Scott frowned, not really believing, but moved on. “What about the Hellfire Club?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Doing damage control. A fire broke out in the basement. I assume that was your doing?” Logan asked me. Tabi flicked her tail as she sat on Hisako’sp.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope, a convenient distraction,” I assured. “Why would I set a building on fire while people were in it?” I chuckled as if that was something I never considered. Even when it was the beautiful blue mes Tabi shot out.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Whatever,” Logan said. “Either way their reputation will hurt from this. Which is good for us. But were you seen?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I…don’t think so,” I said. Emma had noticed me, but she could have outed me earlier. I was fairly certain I was in the clear. “It was pretty dark in there. And I didn’t see any cameras.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Alright,” Scott said. “I’ll report to Fury about this. I’m sure he had his own people in there, but better safe than sorry. As for you 2,” he turned to Alex and Lorna who still looked ashamed. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Woah there, mind telling us why they were there in the first ce?” Logan asked, annoyed by this whole thing. “You’re lucky my guy was in there to save them. It would have been good to know we needed to keep an eye out for them.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I didn’t think you would have to,” Scott admitted. Standing up he pulled a piece of paper out of his back pocket. Logan unfolded it to reveal a flyer.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Mutant support group?” He asked, passing me the paper. That was what was written on the sheet, and a meeting location at a church. “What the hell?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“The Professor heard of a few people going missing from groups like this. They were mutants,” Scott admitted. Matilda had mentioned people going missing, and Kingpin mentioned grabbing people. I guessed they were all rted. Maybe he wasn’t doing security at the auction, he was simply there to buy more people, mutant people.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Lorna and Alex were supposed to join this group. Look into it. Pretty simple stuff. They met up in Philly. It was good, heard lots of stories of people that were mutants but were too afraid of being outed. We were looking at getting them information to help. I was training Alex and Lorna on some stealth ops when they were taken.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You were…ying hide and seek?” I asked, perking up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Scott frowned. “In not so many words, yes,” he said. “I was trying to show how to track. They caught me. Then I searched for them in the city. They were taken sometime 2 days ago.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And you thought they were just good at hiding?” I asked with augh, enjoying this way too much.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not funny,” Alex said, looking up.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“It actually is,” Logan said, hiding his own smile. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“By yesterday I knew something was up. But I didn’t imagine they would be brought here,” Scott said. “You were lucky Weston was here.” I smiled wide, giving Alex my best shit eating grin. He frowned as he looked down.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What’s your story then?” I asked Neena.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’d…rather not say,” she admitted, locking eyes with me. “I’m not sure what you all have going on here, but I’m not interested.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You do realize you were almost sold into very or worse, right?” Logan growled.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I get it. Not like shit like this doesn’t happen everyday,” she said. “Thanks for the help, but I’m better on my own.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Scott frowned, I guessed he was hoping to get her to the school, but he wasn’t overly picky. Digging into his pocket he handed her a card. “We are all mutants too. We can help you if you want it.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks,” she said, standing up. I stood up with her.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Let me walk you out,” I said. Before she could deny it I was walking beside her. As Scott and Logan continued to talk I whispered to her, “I couldn’t help but overhear the auctioneer say you were really lucky.” <span style="font-weight:400">


    <span style="font-weight:400">She stiffened. “What about it?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“These guys are all goodie 2 shoes, but I’m curious how the lottery works with your power. I’m not against some extra money, so I wasn’t sure if there was a way to utilize your power,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">She smiled wide, but shook her head as we walked to the elevator. “Doesn’t work that way. Sometimes good stuff happens to me. My power is always random, but usually it has to be in rtion to my life being in danger. Like I’ll walk away unharmed from a car crash or something.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Or some dashing knight in shining armor wille save you when you’re about to be sold. Damn,” I said, bringing up the Bonus Copy.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Do you want to copy a Bonus from Neena Thurman?


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    <td></td>


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Yes/No


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I clicked yes and crossed my fingers. I felt some Spiritual Energy move from her to me and got a new notification.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Bonus Copied


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    <td>


    <span style="font-weight:400">Tier II


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    <td></td>


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    <span style="font-weight:400">Rabbit''s Foot


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Awesome,” I mumbled. Tier II didn’t sound too bad, and Rabbit’s Foot sounded lucky. I was happy I had saved the Bonus Copy for her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Anything else?” She asked, giving me a look.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope,” I said, pulling out a few hundred dors and handing it to her. “Stay out of trouble, alright?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Thanks,” she said, pocketing the money and going into the elevator. I waved her off and was back to sitting on the sofa.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“So what now, fearless leader?” Logan asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Now, we shouldbine our investigations,” Scott said. “A group out there rted to the Hellfire Club is kidnapping mutants.” I internally cursed. I didn’t want the boyscout with us. I shared a look with Logan, who basically said ‘don’t worry about it’ with a look.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What do we know?” Logan asked. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“They are using mutant support groups to single people out. Shipping them here, and maybe other ces across the US.” Scott said the words as if they would reveal all the secrets.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“That’s it?” Logan asked. “I thought you had more.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“No, I’m working off the clues we got today. Why? You have anything else?” Scott asked. Logan stared at me.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I uh, might have something,” I admitted. “But not really a team thing. Kind of heard a few rumors at the auction, but I think it would be best if I looked into them.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“You? Why you?” Scott asked, unconvinced with my own capabilities.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“I’m a people person,” I said with a shrug. “I heard that Oscorp might be involved in this whole ordeal somehow, well a friend of mine happens to work there.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“A friend? You’re not from here,” Scott said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“And? My whole life isn’t the school, Cyclops. I make friends quickly,” I said. “Just let me work my angle. If it leads somewhere, great. If not, well you guys can stay on the Hellfire Club.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Scott didn’t seem to like myck of fear or respect for him, but Logan stepped in. “Sounds good. Weston’s been doing well on his own. Let’s keep the leash off for a few days, alright?” Scott hesitated but nodded. After talking a few more logistics I moved over to the kitchen. The stic case with theatose spider was moved over to the window above the sink. The radioactive arachnid hadn’t moved an inch since I got it. But it still felt alive.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Making myself a sandwich, Hisako got up and walked over to me. Whispering as she pretended to help make the sandwich. “Need any help with your investigation?” She asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What? Bored of Logan?” I asked.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nope, but you seem to be running into a lot more fun,” she admitted, making herself some food. I looked over to the others. Tabi had made her way to Lorna and was sitting on herp now. The green haired girl practically glowed with joy having been chosen by the animal. The green and blue really did go well together.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“I don’t think so. I really do have a contact, but I doubt she would be amenable to talking to someone other than me,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“A girl is it?” Hisako asked, a little jealousy leaking out of her.


    <span style="font-weight:400">“What?” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nothin, you just seem to save a lot of damsels,” Hisako said, keeping a straight face.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“What can I say? It’s my superpower,” I said with a smile. “I am rather tired though, and there aren’t too many rooms here. Maybe we could bunk together.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Psh,” she said, giggling. “We own the floor below this as well. There are plenty of rooms.”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">I cursed. “Then for warmth?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Nice try,” she said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Actually you can join me. Maybe I’ll get lucky and have to save you too,” I said. “Would I have a chance then?”


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“If you saved my life? Maybe,” she said. “For some reason I feel like you’d be the reason my life would be in danger though.” <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Maybe not your life, but some other things about you might be in danger from me,” I said. <span style="font-weight:400">


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Like what?” She asked. I took a bite of my sandwich and shrugged. “Like what?” She repeated more earnestly.


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    <span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t know,” I said. “You’d have to find out.” It was best to leave girls wanting. Despite hitting on Hisako I couldn’t get Matilda out of my mind. Her in the tight red devil costume was something I didn’t think I would get over for a while. I would need to get in touch with her again soon.
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