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Morgan staggers to his feet when he hears the sound of people moving through the thick growth of the jungle. He strains his ears to hear an specifics. "Penny..." he mutters at the sound of her voice. He moved slowly towards them, not trying to draw too much attention to himself. He didn't know what was in this jungle, but he wasn't taking any chances. He had tried using his shadow powers, but for some reason, they didn't seem to be working. He rubbed the side of his neck where that scientist had injected him with that weird fluid. "Probably has something to do with whatever the ******** they put in me..." he mumbles, walking towards the group marching through the jungle.

Far from making a dignified entrance, Morgan trips over a root, and lands face first in front of the group. "Ow."

"Hell if I know. All I know is that today is really not my day. I get drugged, kidnapped, put in a cage, shot at, attacked by insane lizard things that look like something out of Resident evil, drugged again, strapped to a table, have to listen to some insane scientist monologueing, get injected with go knows what, my powers stop working, and to top it all off, the one who helped me get out of that place have probably been shot to death. Yeah, a perfect day in my life. I shouldn't have to deal with this s**t!"

ooc ill bring up jean..later..after my head stops hurting crying

OOC: Well, Kadiska. There's two things you can do. First thing is that since there are or were others at the Institute, you could always have an NPC run into your character right off the bat, or two; you could just wait until this little story we're on is over with. Of course, the decision is entirely up to you. 3nodding

IC: Jacen waited the extra time to see if the others were going to actually show up. They didn't. "Fools," Jacen said as he tossed the remnants of yet another cigarette on the jungled ground, "They're just going to die...." Then, he heard a loud smash.

"The hell?," he said as he looked to his right to see a metal sphere whiz past him, make a sharp right turn, and smash right back through the wall, not but a few feet from where it emerged.

"I wonder what...," Jacen said to himself before refocusing on the task at hand, "No, my priority is ensuring the safety of the Brotherhood." Then, Jacen walked into the jungle. It was dark in there, especially since night indeed was upon them, although the purples of the atmosphere were doing well to make the jungle exceedingly haunting. As he walked, he could have sworn he heard a few dozen growls and snarls, maybe even the gnashing of teeth. But that didn't phase him. What was worrying him was that he had walked a few hundred yards into this dense jungle and had not found a single one of his brothers in arms.

"Where the ******** did they...," then Jacen stopped right there. He could feel someone's agitation. It was a quiet rage, but a rage nonetheless. He thought he knew who it was, but had to sneak around to make sure. And so, after walking straight in the jungles for about seven hundred yards, Jacen did a hard check and found himself backtracking a good two hundred yards. As he peered through a couple of overlaying ferns, he saw what he thought was Wanda's silhouette dropping someone hard on the ground. He listened with even more intent, and found out that after a few seconds of hearing her voice, it was indeed the Scarlet Witch.

"At least I found you two," Jacen said as he crawled out from behind his cover.

"You found us five minutes ago, Scion," the blonde said while rubbing her backside gingerly.

"Right....," Jacen said, annoyed with the blonde. How the ******** did she know all of this? He would find out later, he resolved but first things first...

"I say we sit here and wait for the other two," he said quietly, "From what I heard, you're sending a guide to help Pyro and Noko find us?" The blonde nodded her head. "Then, we should wait for them at least before we decide on what to do." Jacen looked at the other two and noticed that the light in the jungle was growing dimmer still. Without a second thought, Jacen let a ball of black energy form in his hand, illuminating the small clearing where they were.

As they sat there in silence, Jacen pondered things. He pondered the existence of this sister of his. Why was he to find out now? Why couldn't have he had known this when he was younger? Why was he put up for adoption? Why couldn't his real mom take care of him?

"You look troubled, Scion," the blonde said as she warily sat down on a half-dessicated log next to him. He was still standing.

"You could say that," he said quietly as he looked down into her eyes. "First thing is you keep calling me by name yet I know not yours. And secondly, this whole 'having a relative' thing. It seems too surreal."

"My name is Freya," the blonde offered up without hesitation, "And I'm sorry if what I said bothered you."

"Not a problem," he said with a slight pause. "But...since we've a bit of time it seems until our other comrades join us, would you mind filling me in on exactly HOW you know all this?"

ooc pt. zwei: K...Inuki, if you want you can either have me NPC Freya on my next post, or you can do it yerself. Totally up to you. 3nodding

Freya giggled. "Curious aren't you?"

Wanda shook her head. "You can't blame him. You keep saying punch lines here and there."

"Right." Freya smiled to Scion. "I know all this because of my mutant powers. You see, I hear the spirits of all kinds. I can materialize them and use their powers as I wish." The boy didn't seemed to believe her. She slowly stood up, smiling still. "I'm not here to tell you my whole life story, Scion. But just to satisfy your curiosity, I can know anything just by asking the spirits. Anything."

Scion bite his bottom lip. "Fighting your curiosity, Scion?" continue Freya. "Ask me about your sister. I know everything about her."

OOC: There you go Reaver. You can NPC Freya for your answers in your next post. 3nodding You seem to understand better her character so I'm not worried.

Giving a look to pyro as she sat down. " you know you could have just asked she thinks loud enough for me to hear her across the island!" she said waving to freya and wanda both refusing to clarify who she spoke of. Looking down at her arms she winced. The blood had dried over the glass. This was not going to be pleasant. " John rip up my flannel shirt please." He looked at her as if she was insane for a moment. " Why?" He asked but before he could even finish she glowered at him as he finally began ripping out peices. Concentrating on the glass she gave out a yelp as the peices broke through the dried blood and landed on the ground. She groaned and held her head not caring that she was bleeding again.

Scion sat there quietly, brainstorming on what to ask Freya. He didn't know what he wanted to know, honestly. Well, aside from the fact that he was curious as to her know it all-ness. Just as he was about to speak up, he saw a dancing flame enter the campsite followed by Pyro and Noko.

He nodded to Pyro, glad that the group was re-assembled, and again focused his attentions to Freya. Slowly, he sat down on a soggy clump of soil next to where Freya stood and spake.

"........I know what the file said, but...I just want to make sure," Jacen said somewhat quietly, "How are we related?"

"Maternal blood. You both have the same mother," she said.

Scion looked a bit disheartened. "And our mother? Is there anyway I can track her down to speak with her?"

"I'm afraid not," Freya said, her smile fading, "She died a few years ago."

Jacen didn't like that. His mother was dead and he couldn't even get the chance to meet her or talk with her. Almost as soon as he started to feel a bit dejected about all of that, he perked right back up with a question.

"Then...tell me, Freya," Jacen said as he looked at her, "Why was I put up for adoption? Why couldn't my mom actually take care of me?"

She sat there quietly contemplating. Should she or should she not tell him the truth? After a brief silence, she spoke up. "Your mother.......Scion," she said solemnly, "Sometimes there are things better left for you to discover on your own."

Jacen nodded his head in resignment that he would have to dig the answers up himself. Not that it was a problem, but he knew that those questions were going to haunt him until he was going to be able to find the truth. And so, he pulled his knees up to his chest, crossed his arms around his legs, and let his head rest. He almost felt like he was growing a tad depressed. Then he felt a hand fall on his shoulder gently.

"I am sorry I cannot tell you that," Freya said, "I want to, but.....the spirits are advising against it."

"That's fine."

"Just.... I know you too," Freya said calmly, "I know how you are. You're going to want to find out the exact truth to all of this. I can only tell you one thing. Your journey starts in a major city in the northern most parts of New York state."

"Buffalo?," Jacen asked out of curiousity.

Freya smile big. "I knew you were always a bright young lad."

"I'll have to check that out if we get out of this place," Jacen said to himself before speaking up, "On that note....does anyone have a clue as to how we're getting out of here?"

OOC: Ok. I'm going to state this here. I'm starting a new job tomorrow and I know I'm going to be exhausted so this is probably my last post of the week. And next week I'm starting a second job, so....I may be scarce for a bit. People, you have MY PERMISSION TO NPC MY CHARACTER. There, I said it. Now you can't say that I didn't.

OOC: Aiiee!! Once again Kim's busy-busy lifestyle gets the better of her RPing time. My sincerest apologies for my absence, as per usual. I'll get posting asap. By the way, that little scene with Freya and the questions? Bueno! Muchos bueno. ^_~ Now I shall sit back and wait for Jacen to tell me how badly I said that. Muahaha!

IC - Letting Penance and Victor fuss over Morgan, who they dragged into the cave looking worse for wear and disoriented, Anna sat on the ground nearby, hugging her knees in and resting her head on them. Everyone looked tired, and many looked spooked. This whole thing didn't make sense to Anna, and noone seemed to know what was going on. She'd heard this was aparently the Savage Land or something, but where exactly that was, or what it is, was beyond her knowledge. She could have been in the middle of the Sahara and be no worse off. She amused herself by making "pop" noises with her lips and hearing it resonate around the cave.

"I'm sick of this place, when's Chrome-Dome gonna fly in and save us, huh?" she looked at Victor, who pointedly expressed his disapproval of Xavier's nickname to her through his glare.

"I'm just asking, shouldn't the X-men have found us by now? I mean, The Professor tracked down Logan in France in, like, 3 minutes. How come we aren't being rescued yet? Are we really that far from anywhere?"

She didn't expect an answer, but got one. Something about telepathy-blocking fields and such, she wasn't really into technological things. If it played music, she liked it. If it played games or movies, she liked it. If it converted energon-rays into perpetual flows of electrical pulses or whatever, she'd shrug and say, "cool".

She did listen to something else, though. Her ears caught a strange noise in them, and she stood up, walking to the mouth of the cave and quietly concentrating on the sound.

... boom... crumble, clang... ... boom, smash, boom...

Whatever was back where they had come from, it was either exploding, or someone was fighting there. Probably both. She turned to the others.

"Hey, can you guys hear that? Sounds like explosions and stuff. Maybe someone has come to help us." she said, instantly getting her hopes up that it was Scott and the others, here to rescue them.

"I gotta help them find us!" she squealed, full of optimism. "Maybe they brought the Jet!" and she ran out of the cave and to the nearest large tree, towering above the canopy. Without listening to anyone else, she took 3 wide swings and the tree shuddered. High up, the treetop could be seen swaying to one side. In seconds, it was obvious that the tree was coming down. With unstoppable force, it toppled into another grove of tree and bush, pushing other tree off their rooted foundations, bringing a slight domino effect. The cracking of branched and the snapping of tendon-like wooden trunks came to a climax as the enormous tree slammed it's way into the mossy dirt of the jungle floor.

Anna struck a "I'm way too good" pose and searched the slightly cleared canopy for signs of the Jet.

OOC: Just a note. I suck at sciences and stuff, but I sorta figured those "booms" were probably Pietro constantly breaking the sound barrier. Doesn't that make a sonic boom? Gah... I need to go back to school. -_-