-FIFTEEN YEARS AGO-
All of the P.R.I.D.E members had gathered for the first time in the basement. Geoffrey and Catherine Wilder, Tina and Robert Minoru, Janet and Victor Stein, Dale and Stacey Yorkes, Gene and Alice Hernandez, Eva and Stephen Smythe.
Robert: Do we really have to wear this?
Catherine: It's a request from Jonah. He says it's tradition.
Geoffrey: Whose? I ain't down with robes, not even red ones.
Stephen: Because you are associated so much with fashion, Geoffrey?
Dale: Is it itchy for anyone else?
Gene: This feels like the first dress rehearsal of a bad play that nobody wants to be in.
Alice: Like you've ever been in a play, Gene.
Stacey: Reminds me of an episode of Real Sex.
Dale: I didn't know you watched that.
Stacey: Yeah.
Gene: At least Tina gets a wand.
Eva: She seems obsessed with it.
Robert: Yeah, she loves that thing. She's been sleeping with it.
Tina: What I want to know is what Victor's gonna do with that box.
Leslie walks out with a teenage boy.
Leslie: Brooks here, is going to get into it. It's gonna be beautiful.
The box opens, revealing a bright white light.
Leslie: Just follow the light Brooks. When it comes for you. Go with it.
He walks over and gets into the box. It closes and starts pulsating. It opens, showing nobody inside.
Dale: What is it, like, a magic trick?
Victor: It's not magic.
Stacey: Where'd he go?
Victor: It's the pure conversion of matter to energy in a form that can be absorbed by the human body. The math has existed for a while, but no one's actually done it until now.
Robert: What do you mean, "His energy's been converted"? He's dead?
Janet: And we killed him?
Leslie: It isn't a death. He lives on in another. Eternal.
Stephen: What the hell?!
Alice: You brought that kid here knowing what would happen to him?
Gene: Alice and I didn't sign up for this!
Leslie: Except you did. You all eagerly accepted Jonah's gifts. You reaped their enormous benefits over the years. You knew he'd ask for something in return.
Eva: How could we have known he'd ask us to kill someone?!
Stacey: We're not killers.
Janet: He asked for help with a project. This is not a project.
Robert: I am calling the police.
Geoffrey: I think it's too late for that.
Geoffrey goes over to the bookcase and pulls out a camera.
Geoffrey: It's recording.
Victor: Well, turn it off. Erase it.
Tina: That won't make a difference.
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{DISCONTINUED} Marvel's Runaways
FanfictionThis story introduces 'James Smythe' to the group of teens in the Marvel TV show 'Runaways' I do not own any characters in this story