This is it. The end. No more chapters for TINS. I'm sorry to those of you
who wanted a Trinity-Rogue bitchfight, but sadly there is none.
There is no Bitchfight.
Hehe. Sorry. But honestly, I'm saving that for the next story. Which will be called Upgrades. And as soon as I get a good idea for a plot, it will be up and running. Well, read on. And enjoy. And, um. . .
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There is no Spoon
Chapter 14
Helpless
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"Rogue, listen, I'm sorry about Frenchy. He's just unconscious; he'll be up and about within the next half hour or so."
Neo looked at Rogue, who was fuming. She stared at Neo, then at Remy, then at Neo again. Then she realized that she couldn't stay mad at him.
"Okay, you're forgivin'. Now whats all this about livin' a lie?"
Neo was about to talk, but stopped dead. Something wasn't right. He looked behind him and saw a black car pull up.
A man got up from the drivers seat. He was bald, and looked to be a bit older than Scott. A girl got out of the passenger seat. When he saw her, he whispered, "Trinity."
"Neo!" The girl sped off; arms open to her long-time boyfriend.
"Neo, its good to see you. We have to hurry. Get in the car." The man said in a deep voice. Both were dressed exactly like Neo, and had dark sunglasses that shielded their eyes from the public.
All the while, Rogue sat back and gaped at the scene. Some people pulled up in this crazy car, walked out, and wanted Neo to get in. Sounded a lot like New York City to Rogue.
Another car pulled up; a familiar one. Scott's sports car screeched to a halt behind the black one. Scott and Kurt got out, and stared at the damage.
"Oh man! Vhat happened *here*?!"
"I'll tell you what happened. *HE* happened!" Scott said, pointing an accusing finger at Neo. Kurt simply teleported around the mansion, surveying the damage, never taking a second glance at a certain Cajun that was reaching for his trusty cards.
Scott walked over to Neo. Nobody saw it coming. Scott held up his hands and began to strangle Neo like a rag doll. His trench coat was flying around, as was his formally perfect hair. Nobody really noticed except for Neo, but Scott wasn't Scott. Scott was. . . someone else. The crimson shades slowly grew darker, and the shirt formed into a perfect brown coat. The hands grew larger, as did Scott.
At last, Scott-Agent was blown off of Neo by two drop kicks from the crew of the Nebuchadnezzar. The process of becoming an agent was thrown off and Scott returned to being Scott.
"Neo! *WE* *HAVE* *TO* *GO*!"
"Not just yet, Morpheus."
The jet-black car Morpheus and Trinity pulled up in exploded, throwing Morpheus and Trinity back a few feet.
"Ya see, Neo? That can happen to you too, if you take another move. Now jus' hea' me out. Magneto wants you to join his team of Acolytes, an' help free da mutants all over da world from dease prejudice pigs. Think abowd it. You could 'ave it all. Ya really wanna go with those people, or these X- Men?" Gambit said, spitting the last word like venom.
Neo reached inside his pocket and pulled out his pair of sunglasses. He slowly, but casually put them on, as if he had all the time in the world. Nothing mattered.
After a few moments of tense silence, the Cajun began to get impatient. "Ah asked you a question, boy! AH DEMAND AN ANSAW!!"
Neo tilted his head, as if in deep concentration.
"Fine." Said Gambit, lighting up another card.
As Gambit through the card, the deep purple streaks flowing behind it, a few thoughts raced through Neo's mind.
Everyone was still as stone, waiting for the explosion that was sure to follow. The card streaked through the air, but stopped dead as it reached a foot from Neo's chest.
The deep purple flame on the card gradually died out, revealing an utterly normal queen of hearts. Neo plucked the card out of the air, and studied it casually. After a moment of looking at the card, it turned a glowing gold color. Neo held the card between his thumb and first fingers, and brought his hand down in front of him. With a flick of the wrist, the card went flying back to the Cajun.
Remy cringed, waiting for his death. Surprisingly, it didn't come. The card was found clinging to his chest.
"Now, Cajun, hear me out. Take another move, and that card, *your* card, will blow a clean hole through your chest. Here are my terms," Neo said slowly.
"First, I want you never to come back here. If I ever hear that you have come back to these parts, expect to see me with *my* deck of cards. Next, complying with the term before, I want you never to even come *close* to Rogue. If you do *that*, expect to see me with *your* deck of cards. These are my terms. Should you fail to abide by them, the previously mentioned punishments will occur. And that would be bad, wouldn't it?"
Remy gave a weak nod. The card stopped glowing and dropped harmlessly to the ground.
Trinity and Morpheus got up from the ground and walked over to Neo. Morpheus whispered something in Neo's ear, and Neo nodded.
Morpheus walked over to Scott, and said, "Sir, in compliance with issue 14289302736, we hereby commandeer this vehicle for the good of the country. Expect it back by midnight tonight. Thank you for your cooperation."
Scott stared at Morpheus, his mouth doing a crazed impression of a fish's. Morpheus and Trinity strode casually over to the car and took their seats. They pulled up by Neo, and Trinity stuck her head out of the window.
"You commin', Neo?"
"Just a second," was the reply. Neo slowly walked over to Rogue.
"I'll be back soon. Take this, and keep it safe for me." He said, handing Rogue a small parcel with newspaper over it. She took the object, and stared blankly at Neo.
"Goodbye, Rogue." Neo said, walking over to the car.
Trench coat flaring in the wind, he ran a hand through his hair. 'Just another day,' thought Neo. He jumped and landed inside the car.
He held up his hand, and his eyebrows furrowed, obviously from concentration.
Remy's trench coat started to move, and one of the pockets opened. A deck of cards floated out and shot straight into Neo's waiting palm.
Neo tapped Morpheus's shoulder, and the car sped off down the drive way.
Neo shouted one last message back to the Cajun.
"HA! I'VE JUST REDERED YOU HELPLESS!!!"
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The End.
Next issue: Further plot lines are revealed, including the ominous presence of Apocalypse and Smith.
Jack back in next time in "Upgrades."
Thank you, and goodnight.
-The Electric Russian
There is no Bitchfight.
Hehe. Sorry. But honestly, I'm saving that for the next story. Which will be called Upgrades. And as soon as I get a good idea for a plot, it will be up and running. Well, read on. And enjoy. And, um. . .
*******************************
There is no Spoon
Chapter 14
Helpless
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"Rogue, listen, I'm sorry about Frenchy. He's just unconscious; he'll be up and about within the next half hour or so."
Neo looked at Rogue, who was fuming. She stared at Neo, then at Remy, then at Neo again. Then she realized that she couldn't stay mad at him.
"Okay, you're forgivin'. Now whats all this about livin' a lie?"
Neo was about to talk, but stopped dead. Something wasn't right. He looked behind him and saw a black car pull up.
A man got up from the drivers seat. He was bald, and looked to be a bit older than Scott. A girl got out of the passenger seat. When he saw her, he whispered, "Trinity."
"Neo!" The girl sped off; arms open to her long-time boyfriend.
"Neo, its good to see you. We have to hurry. Get in the car." The man said in a deep voice. Both were dressed exactly like Neo, and had dark sunglasses that shielded their eyes from the public.
All the while, Rogue sat back and gaped at the scene. Some people pulled up in this crazy car, walked out, and wanted Neo to get in. Sounded a lot like New York City to Rogue.
Another car pulled up; a familiar one. Scott's sports car screeched to a halt behind the black one. Scott and Kurt got out, and stared at the damage.
"Oh man! Vhat happened *here*?!"
"I'll tell you what happened. *HE* happened!" Scott said, pointing an accusing finger at Neo. Kurt simply teleported around the mansion, surveying the damage, never taking a second glance at a certain Cajun that was reaching for his trusty cards.
Scott walked over to Neo. Nobody saw it coming. Scott held up his hands and began to strangle Neo like a rag doll. His trench coat was flying around, as was his formally perfect hair. Nobody really noticed except for Neo, but Scott wasn't Scott. Scott was. . . someone else. The crimson shades slowly grew darker, and the shirt formed into a perfect brown coat. The hands grew larger, as did Scott.
At last, Scott-Agent was blown off of Neo by two drop kicks from the crew of the Nebuchadnezzar. The process of becoming an agent was thrown off and Scott returned to being Scott.
"Neo! *WE* *HAVE* *TO* *GO*!"
"Not just yet, Morpheus."
The jet-black car Morpheus and Trinity pulled up in exploded, throwing Morpheus and Trinity back a few feet.
"Ya see, Neo? That can happen to you too, if you take another move. Now jus' hea' me out. Magneto wants you to join his team of Acolytes, an' help free da mutants all over da world from dease prejudice pigs. Think abowd it. You could 'ave it all. Ya really wanna go with those people, or these X- Men?" Gambit said, spitting the last word like venom.
Neo reached inside his pocket and pulled out his pair of sunglasses. He slowly, but casually put them on, as if he had all the time in the world. Nothing mattered.
After a few moments of tense silence, the Cajun began to get impatient. "Ah asked you a question, boy! AH DEMAND AN ANSAW!!"
Neo tilted his head, as if in deep concentration.
"Fine." Said Gambit, lighting up another card.
As Gambit through the card, the deep purple streaks flowing behind it, a few thoughts raced through Neo's mind.
Everyone was still as stone, waiting for the explosion that was sure to follow. The card streaked through the air, but stopped dead as it reached a foot from Neo's chest.
The deep purple flame on the card gradually died out, revealing an utterly normal queen of hearts. Neo plucked the card out of the air, and studied it casually. After a moment of looking at the card, it turned a glowing gold color. Neo held the card between his thumb and first fingers, and brought his hand down in front of him. With a flick of the wrist, the card went flying back to the Cajun.
Remy cringed, waiting for his death. Surprisingly, it didn't come. The card was found clinging to his chest.
"Now, Cajun, hear me out. Take another move, and that card, *your* card, will blow a clean hole through your chest. Here are my terms," Neo said slowly.
"First, I want you never to come back here. If I ever hear that you have come back to these parts, expect to see me with *my* deck of cards. Next, complying with the term before, I want you never to even come *close* to Rogue. If you do *that*, expect to see me with *your* deck of cards. These are my terms. Should you fail to abide by them, the previously mentioned punishments will occur. And that would be bad, wouldn't it?"
Remy gave a weak nod. The card stopped glowing and dropped harmlessly to the ground.
Trinity and Morpheus got up from the ground and walked over to Neo. Morpheus whispered something in Neo's ear, and Neo nodded.
Morpheus walked over to Scott, and said, "Sir, in compliance with issue 14289302736, we hereby commandeer this vehicle for the good of the country. Expect it back by midnight tonight. Thank you for your cooperation."
Scott stared at Morpheus, his mouth doing a crazed impression of a fish's. Morpheus and Trinity strode casually over to the car and took their seats. They pulled up by Neo, and Trinity stuck her head out of the window.
"You commin', Neo?"
"Just a second," was the reply. Neo slowly walked over to Rogue.
"I'll be back soon. Take this, and keep it safe for me." He said, handing Rogue a small parcel with newspaper over it. She took the object, and stared blankly at Neo.
"Goodbye, Rogue." Neo said, walking over to the car.
Trench coat flaring in the wind, he ran a hand through his hair. 'Just another day,' thought Neo. He jumped and landed inside the car.
He held up his hand, and his eyebrows furrowed, obviously from concentration.
Remy's trench coat started to move, and one of the pockets opened. A deck of cards floated out and shot straight into Neo's waiting palm.
Neo tapped Morpheus's shoulder, and the car sped off down the drive way.
Neo shouted one last message back to the Cajun.
"HA! I'VE JUST REDERED YOU HELPLESS!!!"
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The End.
Next issue: Further plot lines are revealed, including the ominous presence of Apocalypse and Smith.
Jack back in next time in "Upgrades."
Thank you, and goodnight.
-The Electric Russian