X-Men: Night of the Living Brain Dead
by
Ben Church
All characters are the property of Marvel comics. Except Hotshot, he's
mine.
Chapter 3
Will regained consciousness slowly. He was first aware of the
returning pain of his injuries, then the soft seat under him. He slowly,
opened his eyes and took in his surroundings. He was riding in a small car
speeding down a mountain road. He looked to his left at the driver. He was
a big blond man, who looked slightly menacing, in that he had claws and
fangs. Will tentatively cleared his throat.
"Welcome back to the land of the living, kid. My name's Victor Creed."
said the man.
"What happened?" Will asked, his mind was still slightly fuzzy.
"I hit you with this car, that's what happened." Creed said, there was
a slight edge to his voice, as if he concerned about something. Then Will
remembered his injuries, and decided that must be it.
"Aside from that." he clarified. The collision had done no damage to
him, but wondered briefly about the car. "All I remember is running through
the woods, trying to get away from...something. It was as if I'd been sleep
walking."
"You don't remember anything else? Anything at all?" Creed looked at
him, obviously more concerned than before.
"No." Will said. There was a gap in his memory from the time he was
attacked outside his apartment, to the time of the car hitting him. He
wasn't used to not remembering things, and he didn't like it.
"Shit that's all I need." Creed said, irritated. "You've got amnesia."
"No it's not that bad," Will said quickly. "I just don't remember up
to say, an hour ago."
Creed nodded, slightly relieved.
They were silent for a long time. Will gazed out the window, at the
forest whizzing by. It was dark out by now, and so his vision was limited.
But he looked anyway, comforted by the knowledge that, the more forest that
went by, the farther away he got from, whoever was after him. He had a
strange sense of well being, for the first time he felt safe.
Wondering where they were headed, he looked to Victor, intending to
ask. But Creed seemed to be in some sort of trance, or just really bored.
Will looked out the windshield for a moment and gasped. To his
astonishment, he saw a huge boulder coming towards them. As it got closer
however, Will saw that it wasn't really a boulder but a man. A very big
man. He was almost bald except for one lock of white hair on his forehead.
He looked very familiar to Will but he couldn't place him.
All at once the memories of the past hour rushed back to him, and he
recognized the man. He had been one of the two other people imprisoned in
the lab!
The man extended his left arm and began running to meet them.
"Heads up!" Will shouted.
Victor snapped out of his daydream, and stared in shock at the sight in
front of him. Guido of X-Factor was going to try to kill them!
"Shit! Get down!" Victor shoved Will's head down below the dashboard
and ducked, seconds before Guido clotheslined the car, ripping it's roof
clean off. Victor and Will were showered with glass as the windows were
smashed. Victor cautiously got up and looked back.
"When I tell you, jump out of the car." Will looked at in shock, but
managed to nod. "With any luck he'll keep chasing me while you get away."
Will looked to his right, they were just passing an open field. "Oh,"
he thought. "Isn't that conveeeenient."
"All right, now!" Victor shoved Will out of the car, ripping the
passenger door off in the process.
"I thought I was supposed to jump!" Will shouted.
Will tumbled down the slope to the meadow. When he regained his
footing he ran for the trees at the far side of it, ignoring the pain of his
injuries old and new. In his fear, he unknowingly activated his power,
leaving a path of scorched earth spotted with blood behind him as he ran.
He found a tall tree with lots of cover and struggled as high as he could,
and hid.
"Please don't find me, please don't find me!" he repeated softly.
Not long after, he heard something coming towards him.
"Oh god," he thought, "Please let that be Creed." But in the distance
he saw that it was the man who had tried to kill him. Will wondered in
panic how he had found him. Then he saw that his feet had burned his
footprints into the ground.
Will had no illusions about escape. He was too tired to even climb out
of the tree. The only way was to fall and that would make too much noise.
The man stopped at the tree, and looked up. Will's heart sunk to his
toes. Suddenly a snarling beast leaped from the underbrush, and landed on
the man's back. Then the beast looked up and Will saw that it was not a
beast at all, but Creed.
"Get to the jet!" he roared, and pointed. Will could just make out a
shape in the woods ahead.
He released his hold on the tree and pushed off with his legs. In
peak condition, Will could have cleared the branches of the tree easily. As
it was, he got just under a foot away from the trunk before he crashed
through branches to the ground.
"The hurting," he moaned as once again, his injuries sent pain
coursing through his body. He hoped he had enough energy and blood to
escape. He slowly began to crawl towards the jet.
Sabertooth slashed at Guido with his claws. He did not want to hurt
him, but he could not allow the boy to taken. Too much depended on him.
Guido reached back, and grabbed Sabertooth by the neck, and threw him
against a tree. The tree was toppled by the impact but Sabertooth was
hardly fazed. He sprang at Guido again and managed to get a grip on his
head. Guido struggled to throw him off once more, but Sabertooth hung on.
He reached down and pulled off Guido's glasses. Then he jumped towards the
jet. Guido was unable to follow without being able to see, and Sabertooth
was able to get away. Along the way, he picked up the boy who had once
again lapsed into unconsciousness. Victor put him in the jet and strapped
him in. Then he fired up the engines and headed for home.
To be continued...
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