From Tadpole to Toad
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "The thing is that a person's life is like a TV show. I was the star of The Will Show and The Will Show is not an ensemble drama"
Here it is, folks, the last chapter of the fic. Not having been part of the U.S schooling system, I'm taking a shot in the dark at guessing high school starts for most at around 15 years old. If I am wrong, I humbly appologise.
TODD: You know squat about America and on Saturday you're GOING there?
Well, I was thinking of the excuse: 'Sorry, I'm Welsh'...that usually gets me pardoned from most things.
TODD: That's 'cause most Welsh people are crazy as loons
....You have a point, Boyo.
Chapter 7 - Oportunities
Well, Sid, to say I missed you was an understatement. I dropped behind in my studies and just...moped. Of course, that was when I wasn't stealing. After I'd gotten over the general shock of losing you, I became angry at the world. I got my own back by picking pockets in the park, even if I didn't need the money. I just did it because I could. Miss France had watched me slope downhill for a few years, and had grown worried. Of course, what I didn't know was she was reporting all of this to the Black Womb, in fact, they gave her the order for what she did next....little did they know that their monitoring plan would run into an....unknown complication.
It was a few months after my 15th birthday, and September had brought an autumn chill to the air. I sighed sadly from my window, watching the coloured leaves fall from the trees to the ground, carpeting the lawn outside the orphanage with an array of brown, red and yellow hues.
"Todd?"
I slowly turned around, blinking as Miss France stood in the doorway of my room, she was holding a school-bag.
"Yes, Miss France?", I asked wearily.
"Todd, I don't think this home study suits you", she said with a smile, "I have enducted you into Bayville High School. You start today, you can socialise with other kids..rather than hide around here or get yourself into trouble...again".
I winced, before frowning.
"I'd rather stay here"
"No, Todd", said Miss France, "you start school today, come on, you'll be late for your bus"
I frowned, moodily taking the offered bag and tudging off to meet my fate...and what a fate it was.
The first few days of high school weren't that bad, that was until I became prime bully meat. I remember my first meeting with ONE particular bully very well. I'd been heading off to Science, hanging my head as usual, when something SHOVED me against a row of lockers. I looked up in shock to see a jock, blond hair, and blazing green eyes, a sneer plastered on his face. This was Duncan Mathews, and oh how he was loathed amongst his prey, the weak.
"Oh....hi Duncan", I said with a nervous laugh.
"Hey Tolensky", grinned Duncan, "I saw ya stealin' wallets in the cafeteria yesterday"
I frowned. Maybe I should have been frightened of him, but at the time, I believed him to be harmless, that I wasn't one of his many victims.
"So?", I said calmly.
"So, I don't like it", snapped Duncan, "and you better not keep doing it. Not in MY school"
"Your school?", I chuckled, "I thought the school was fer everyone"
Duncan narrowed his eyes, before swinging a punch at me. I reacted instinctively and instantly. Little did I know that it was because of my Black Womb training. I ducked his puch, before pulling my legs up close to me, kicking out against Duncan's chest. My leg muscles did their job, sending the jock flying into the oposite wall. I fell down into a crouch and hopped away as quickly as I could, leaving Duncan gasping from both lack of air, and of shock. That wouldn't have been the wisest of things to do, as after that day, I'd put myself in top place on his 'people to step on' book.
The rest of that day had gone pretty uneventfull, and I thought my skirmish with Duncan had gone unnoticed. Wrong again, Todd. A few minutes from final bell, there was a buzzing sound on the intercom.
"Will Todd Tolensky report to the Principle's office immediately", came the voice of Dorothy, Principle Darkholmes assistant.
I groaned, ignoring the murmers and whispers of the class as I gathered my things and left the class room, heading to the office. Before I could even sit down to wait, I was whisked into Darkholme's office, and found myself sitting across the desk from the bespectacled woman.
"Err...if this is about Mathews..he started it", I blurted quickly, "It was self defence, yo".
Darkholme mearly smirked.
"I know that, Tolensky", she said, "but I found something very interesting about that. You do seem to have very...strong legs, don't you?"
I blinked, relaxing a little.
"Errr...yeah, I do", I said, "I..I always have".
Darkholme smiled, leaning forwards on her desk regarding me over the top of her glasses.
"Can you do anything else...unusual?".
I forwned softly, I'd been told by Miss France to keep those things a secret.
"I errr", I stammered nervously, before sighing, flicking out my tounge and grabbing a vase from across the room, bringing it back to my hands.
Darkholme gave a small grin before going back to her 'game' face.
"Very interesting, Tolensky", she said, pointing a finger at me, "you may be JUST what I'm looking for"
"..Looking for, Principle Darkholme?", I asked, confused.
"For my..err..enterprise", she said, "you see, Tolensky. You..are a mutant"
"Mutant?", I blinked.
"You understand what that means, don't you?", Darkholme asked.
I nodded slowly, hey my grades may have been slipping, but I still knew a little about genetics.
"And you're not alone, Tolensky", she said, "there are many of us around"
"Us?"
She smirked, her apperance suddenly shifting. Her skin became blue, her hair red, she smiled at me.
"Yes, US", she said, standing, "I have a...friend, who wishes to make a...society for mutants like us. He wants us to stand together, and help other mutants. I think you would make a very fine first inductee"
"Me?", I asked quietly, I had NEVER been WANTED for anything in my life..bar from being a friend to you, of course, Sid.
"Yes, you", she said, smiling, "you will get a home away from the orphange, you can still come to school, you can have freedom, Tolensky"
She held out a hand.
"...If you are willing to take the opporunity".
I looked at her hand, before smiling giving a nod.
"Yeah, I am", I said, taking her hand and shaking it.
"Excelent", grinned the shapeshifter, resuming her more human form, "welcome to the Brotherhood of Mutants, Toad"
The next few days went so quickly, it made my head spin. I don't know how she did it, but Darkholme, whom I now knew also went by the name 'Mystique' had managed to get me transfered out of the orphanage and into her care. Before I knew what had hit me, I was staring at a huge old house.
"Welcome home, Toad", said Mystique, nodding at her home, "you can take any home but mine, but don't expect to be the only resident, I assure you, you'll get housemates soon enough"
"Mutants like me?", I asked.
"Who else?", grinned the Shapeshifter, "come to my office tomorrow, I shall give you your first...assignment" [1]
She smirked, leaving me to pick my new room.
"I have big plans for my young Brotherhood", she said as she left.
And the rest, Sid, is history. So now you know my story, belive it or not, whichever you like. Just...read it over, take it in, understand. I truely hope this will give you what you want, because I have missed you, Sidney, so very much. You wanted no secrets, and now you know all of mine. I know security within the Morlocks is tighter now, but please, I'm begging you to respond...with whatever answer you chose to give me. I'll be waiting....always just waiting for you, Sidney. Lots of love, Todd.
Todd sighed as he put down his pen, looking over his lengthy letter. Satisfied at last, he put it into an enevelope, writing only 'Sidney' on the front of it. He turned the precious cargo in his hands once, before getting up, wandering over to his window. He opened it up, took a deep breath, and jumped out, heading off to deliver his message. To deliver his story.
END
[1] - This particular meeting in the principles office is the one shown in 'Strategy X', and so brings us to the start of the show, which soon lead into the AU that became the chronicles ;)
And that was it, the last chapter of the Toad origin story, I hope you all enjoyed it. A big thanks to all my faithfull readers. When I return from my holiday, I shall put up the 8th Sidney chronicle, 'To Errr is Human'. I won't give too much away, only this will be the longest so far of my chronicles, and will have so many rollercoaster twists and turns...you might just need a barf bag ;) Until then...
By Todd Fan
Disclaimer: "The thing is that a person's life is like a TV show. I was the star of The Will Show and The Will Show is not an ensemble drama"
Here it is, folks, the last chapter of the fic. Not having been part of the U.S schooling system, I'm taking a shot in the dark at guessing high school starts for most at around 15 years old. If I am wrong, I humbly appologise.
TODD: You know squat about America and on Saturday you're GOING there?
Well, I was thinking of the excuse: 'Sorry, I'm Welsh'...that usually gets me pardoned from most things.
TODD: That's 'cause most Welsh people are crazy as loons
....You have a point, Boyo.
Chapter 7 - Oportunities
Well, Sid, to say I missed you was an understatement. I dropped behind in my studies and just...moped. Of course, that was when I wasn't stealing. After I'd gotten over the general shock of losing you, I became angry at the world. I got my own back by picking pockets in the park, even if I didn't need the money. I just did it because I could. Miss France had watched me slope downhill for a few years, and had grown worried. Of course, what I didn't know was she was reporting all of this to the Black Womb, in fact, they gave her the order for what she did next....little did they know that their monitoring plan would run into an....unknown complication.
It was a few months after my 15th birthday, and September had brought an autumn chill to the air. I sighed sadly from my window, watching the coloured leaves fall from the trees to the ground, carpeting the lawn outside the orphanage with an array of brown, red and yellow hues.
"Todd?"
I slowly turned around, blinking as Miss France stood in the doorway of my room, she was holding a school-bag.
"Yes, Miss France?", I asked wearily.
"Todd, I don't think this home study suits you", she said with a smile, "I have enducted you into Bayville High School. You start today, you can socialise with other kids..rather than hide around here or get yourself into trouble...again".
I winced, before frowning.
"I'd rather stay here"
"No, Todd", said Miss France, "you start school today, come on, you'll be late for your bus"
I frowned, moodily taking the offered bag and tudging off to meet my fate...and what a fate it was.
The first few days of high school weren't that bad, that was until I became prime bully meat. I remember my first meeting with ONE particular bully very well. I'd been heading off to Science, hanging my head as usual, when something SHOVED me against a row of lockers. I looked up in shock to see a jock, blond hair, and blazing green eyes, a sneer plastered on his face. This was Duncan Mathews, and oh how he was loathed amongst his prey, the weak.
"Oh....hi Duncan", I said with a nervous laugh.
"Hey Tolensky", grinned Duncan, "I saw ya stealin' wallets in the cafeteria yesterday"
I frowned. Maybe I should have been frightened of him, but at the time, I believed him to be harmless, that I wasn't one of his many victims.
"So?", I said calmly.
"So, I don't like it", snapped Duncan, "and you better not keep doing it. Not in MY school"
"Your school?", I chuckled, "I thought the school was fer everyone"
Duncan narrowed his eyes, before swinging a punch at me. I reacted instinctively and instantly. Little did I know that it was because of my Black Womb training. I ducked his puch, before pulling my legs up close to me, kicking out against Duncan's chest. My leg muscles did their job, sending the jock flying into the oposite wall. I fell down into a crouch and hopped away as quickly as I could, leaving Duncan gasping from both lack of air, and of shock. That wouldn't have been the wisest of things to do, as after that day, I'd put myself in top place on his 'people to step on' book.
The rest of that day had gone pretty uneventfull, and I thought my skirmish with Duncan had gone unnoticed. Wrong again, Todd. A few minutes from final bell, there was a buzzing sound on the intercom.
"Will Todd Tolensky report to the Principle's office immediately", came the voice of Dorothy, Principle Darkholmes assistant.
I groaned, ignoring the murmers and whispers of the class as I gathered my things and left the class room, heading to the office. Before I could even sit down to wait, I was whisked into Darkholme's office, and found myself sitting across the desk from the bespectacled woman.
"Err...if this is about Mathews..he started it", I blurted quickly, "It was self defence, yo".
Darkholme mearly smirked.
"I know that, Tolensky", she said, "but I found something very interesting about that. You do seem to have very...strong legs, don't you?"
I blinked, relaxing a little.
"Errr...yeah, I do", I said, "I..I always have".
Darkholme smiled, leaning forwards on her desk regarding me over the top of her glasses.
"Can you do anything else...unusual?".
I forwned softly, I'd been told by Miss France to keep those things a secret.
"I errr", I stammered nervously, before sighing, flicking out my tounge and grabbing a vase from across the room, bringing it back to my hands.
Darkholme gave a small grin before going back to her 'game' face.
"Very interesting, Tolensky", she said, pointing a finger at me, "you may be JUST what I'm looking for"
"..Looking for, Principle Darkholme?", I asked, confused.
"For my..err..enterprise", she said, "you see, Tolensky. You..are a mutant"
"Mutant?", I blinked.
"You understand what that means, don't you?", Darkholme asked.
I nodded slowly, hey my grades may have been slipping, but I still knew a little about genetics.
"And you're not alone, Tolensky", she said, "there are many of us around"
"Us?"
She smirked, her apperance suddenly shifting. Her skin became blue, her hair red, she smiled at me.
"Yes, US", she said, standing, "I have a...friend, who wishes to make a...society for mutants like us. He wants us to stand together, and help other mutants. I think you would make a very fine first inductee"
"Me?", I asked quietly, I had NEVER been WANTED for anything in my life..bar from being a friend to you, of course, Sid.
"Yes, you", she said, smiling, "you will get a home away from the orphange, you can still come to school, you can have freedom, Tolensky"
She held out a hand.
"...If you are willing to take the opporunity".
I looked at her hand, before smiling giving a nod.
"Yeah, I am", I said, taking her hand and shaking it.
"Excelent", grinned the shapeshifter, resuming her more human form, "welcome to the Brotherhood of Mutants, Toad"
The next few days went so quickly, it made my head spin. I don't know how she did it, but Darkholme, whom I now knew also went by the name 'Mystique' had managed to get me transfered out of the orphanage and into her care. Before I knew what had hit me, I was staring at a huge old house.
"Welcome home, Toad", said Mystique, nodding at her home, "you can take any home but mine, but don't expect to be the only resident, I assure you, you'll get housemates soon enough"
"Mutants like me?", I asked.
"Who else?", grinned the Shapeshifter, "come to my office tomorrow, I shall give you your first...assignment" [1]
She smirked, leaving me to pick my new room.
"I have big plans for my young Brotherhood", she said as she left.
And the rest, Sid, is history. So now you know my story, belive it or not, whichever you like. Just...read it over, take it in, understand. I truely hope this will give you what you want, because I have missed you, Sidney, so very much. You wanted no secrets, and now you know all of mine. I know security within the Morlocks is tighter now, but please, I'm begging you to respond...with whatever answer you chose to give me. I'll be waiting....always just waiting for you, Sidney. Lots of love, Todd.
Todd sighed as he put down his pen, looking over his lengthy letter. Satisfied at last, he put it into an enevelope, writing only 'Sidney' on the front of it. He turned the precious cargo in his hands once, before getting up, wandering over to his window. He opened it up, took a deep breath, and jumped out, heading off to deliver his message. To deliver his story.
END
[1] - This particular meeting in the principles office is the one shown in 'Strategy X', and so brings us to the start of the show, which soon lead into the AU that became the chronicles ;)
And that was it, the last chapter of the Toad origin story, I hope you all enjoyed it. A big thanks to all my faithfull readers. When I return from my holiday, I shall put up the 8th Sidney chronicle, 'To Errr is Human'. I won't give too much away, only this will be the longest so far of my chronicles, and will have so many rollercoaster twists and turns...you might just need a barf bag ;) Until then...