Acheron woke up and teleported to greet the others who were already up and guiding the submarine towards Cuba, his father gave him a nod in greeting while Angel walked over to him with some breakfast.
“I managed to save something before Riptide ate it all.” She smirked before glancing towards the messy haired mutant. “Honestly for someone who almost never speaks he sure does have a large mouth to fill with food.”
Riptide turned away from driving to glare at her. “I don’t eat anything except the food I bring here. I don’t want to hear you complaining unless you have a wish for me to use my mutation to rip you apart.”
“Easy, Shaw won’t be happy if we get into a fight among ourselves.” Azazel reminded him.
Acheron took the food and sat down in a seat nearby. “So are we getting Frost back first?”
“No.” His father replied. “Our orders are to go straight to Cuba.”
“And how long will that take?”
“That doesn’t concern you now go train.” Azazel waved him off before walking out of the room to help Shaw.
Acheron stared after him before looking around and throwing his hands into the air sarcastically. “Where am I supposed to do that? We are under water! I can’t just go above deck.”
Angel laughed at his remark. “We could teleport somewhere with land… maybe to another government building…”
“No, just stay here.” Riptide ordered. “We don’t need anyone else getting captured.”
“This place is boring.” Acheron complained. “All we do is sit around now, we could at least try looking for those other mutants we attacked.”
“I’m sure they’ll be at Cuba.” Angel promised. “After all they do want to stop us.”
Acheron made his eyes glow golden for a brief moment and turned to face her. “You better be right…”
He turned away and left the room to sit in the next room over, which Shaw had turned into a mini living room, while Angel was left behind. Soon though she had made her way out and was once again beside him on the white couch facing a boring painting on the wall.
“Your sister’s going to be there…” Angel replied after a few minutes passed by in silence.
“Yeah. I know.” Acheron turned to face her and grinned. “I can’t wait to see that traitor again. She won’t live another second if I can help it.”
Angel moved closer to him until their sides were touching. “What if your father doesn’t want her dead?”
Acheron laughed coldly. “I don’t care what my father wants. If he gets in my way I’ll just kill him as well.”
“How will you kill her?” Angel asked as she watched blood lust take over his features.
“I will kill her in front of everyone, her new friends, the Russians, the U.S, my father, and whoever else might just happen to be there. I haven’t worked out all the details yet but I will make sure she dies a traitor’s death… It will be painful and agonizingly slow. Pandora will beg me to finish her off but… I won’t. I’ll let her suffer, who knows, maybe I’ll even stitch up some of her wounds so I can torture her longer…”
“Can I help? Remember I have acid spit, that could hurt her a lot.” Angel told him.
“No. I will do this alone; Pandora is my sister to kill.” He curled his tail under her chin and turned her head to face him. “Though I’m sure your acid would be painful… I’ll let you put some on my knives; they should be able to hold up against the acid. They never dull or get damaged by anything else.”
“Sounds great!” Angel replied happily. “I wonder how the other mutants they found will be fighting. I bet my life they’ve been training.”
Acheron nodded. “Yes, of course they would have… but you should be more careful of what you bet, you never know who could take it seriously.”
“You have the best sense of dark humor.” Angel got up and laughed. “I’m going to see if Riptide needs any help are you coming?”
“No, no I think I’ll just relax in here… maybe finish my plan.” Acheron waved her off as he leaned back into the couch. “Just come get me if you need anything.”
Acheron watched her leave before taking out one of his large daggers to examine it, though he knew it would be in perfect condition. It amused him how much Angel loved him despite how he’d already given himself to death and killing. Her loyalty could help him out in the future unless she didn’t learn to take her life more seriously that is… if she couldn’t Angel could very well lose her life when so much of it was still laid out in front of her. Maybe, after Cuba, he could teach her more about what it meant to kill and be merciless without risking too much… maybe. By then Acheron might find something else he thought was worth his time more than her; in a few hours he would find out.
So I wrote another part with Acheron. If you want to comment I would love to read what you think of him so far.
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Bloodshed
Fanfiction(X-Men First Class) This is about two siblings, one is evil and the other is good but both are the children of the X-Men's enemy. Will they be able to trust Pandora or will they just see her as the enemy? Plus what will her brother and Father think...
