Captured? - x-men evolution

A Problem

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After school got out Bobby and I had juggling and magic club, meaning that we had to walk home afterwards. Normally this isn't so bad, but today Pietro decided to wait and bug us.

    "What's up x-geeks?" He asked, becoming a blur of silver hair as he zoomed around us.

    "Leave us alone Pietro" I sighed, turning to leave the confrontation.

    "What's the matter Asteroid?" I tensed at the nickname Pietro had given me, "Afraid to talk to little ole me?"

    "She said leave us alone Maximoff" Bobby practically growled.

    "Ooh, is the icecube getting angry? I'm soooo scared." The speedster drawled out. Bobby started to step forwards, hands clenching into fists.

    "Why don't you go bug your brotherhood of losers or something."

    "Bobby!" I snapped, "We're leaving." When he didn't move I grabbed his arm, dragging him back a few steps.

"Now!" I succeeded in making him take a total of five steps before Pietro spoke again.

"So you're just gonna run home to daddy Prof. X? Typical do-gooders." He scoffed.

"That does it!" Bobby turned on his heel, walking determinedly toward the offender when a whistle pierced through the air.

"What the..." Pietro started to say.

"That sounds like a missile" Bobby spoke and the same time.

"Down!" I shouted as I spotted the projectile on the horizon. I tackled both of them, bringing us down to the ground out of the shrapnel range as the object hit the ground and exploded. The force alone was enough to move us backwards about thirteen feet as the heat and dirt washed over us. Sitting up we looked around to see about twenty men all in body armor with guns trained on us.

"Hands up freaks." The one in charge stated, "Prisoner 160127 surrender now and your friends might not get too ruffed up." Eyes widening I started to panic, my vision going in and out of focus.

"Look, none of us are prisoners or whatever, I think that you have the wrong people, we're just kids. Can we please go home now?" Bobby tried to reason our way out, but I knew that it was hopeless.

"You have one minute to decide." The man spoke. Snapping out of the daze I had been in I turned to the other two.

"Look, we have two options, give in, or try and fight our way out of this. If we go with fighting we're going to have to work together." I whispered hurriedly.

"I'm not working with a bunch of gee..."

"They will not hesitate to kill you! You are not important to them! Work with me, PLEASE!" I cut off Pietro. Shocked that I actually had the nerve to snap at him, I had earned the reputation as the shy nice one in my couple of months here, he nodded his head.

"Fine, we'll work together just this once, but I'm in charge." He retorted, trying to keep his in charge position.

"Fine." I agreed, I knew it was the only way we would even have a small chance of getting out here.

"Right, On my mark attack." Pietro stated. Bobby and I nodded, standing up, facing the enemy.

"You're time is..."

"Now!" Pietro cut of the guy, and he became a blur of blue and silver, bowling over baddies like they were nothing. Bobby leaped forwards, coating his entire body in ice to give him more strength. He was freezing feet to the ground, and weapons to hands so that none of the men could move or fire their weapons. Running around after Bobby I hit nerves or just plain punched or kicked the guys in the head to knock them out. Eventually all of the men were sprawled out across the ground, and the three of us were alert and ready for the next enemy. Relaxing when we saw no other threats, we were not prepared for the sound of a gun going off, and it hitting Bobby in the right arm.

    "Gaah!" Bobby cried out as he sank to the ground, holding an arm to his wound.

"Bobby!" I dropped down next to him just as someone grabbed Pietro from behind and slapped anti-power cuffs onto him. He tried to run but it was useless, the cuffs made him a normal human. During all of this I had taken off my sweatshirt and tied it into a complicated knot around the gunshot wound, helpless as Bobby writhed in pain. I felt hands grab my shoulder and yank me up, cuffs being locked into place on me. I couldn't care less, what got me was the fact that two men went over to Bobby and put cuffs on him too, hauling him up and shoving him into the back of a truck where Pietro already lay, unconscious. I felt large hands holding my neck in place as a needle was jabbed into the crevice of my right collarbone. My vision began to go dark, I didn't even feel it when they chucked me into the back of the truck with the boys, I tried to lift my hand towards the closing doors, but it was a losing battle, I fell to the ground, giving into the drug as the truck started to move, taking us who knows where.

Once again sorry for the short chapters, they will probably all be around this length from now on, but it will allow me to update more often. Thanks!