The Real Party II

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When the objective was in sight, it was only a matter of time. Jean peeked and saw Emma talking to the big man instead of paying attention to their objective and her eyes rolled in annoyance.

'I'll do it myself… if this woman doesn't want to come I'll just hijack her mind'.

It would be simple. But as she approached she saw somebody at the furthermost corner of the room.

!!!

The young man stood there for a few minutes before walking around to a different position of the hall without talking to anyone.

Her attention was immediately taken.

Jean walked in the direction of that young man who immediately noticed and started walking away.

'Where are you going!?' She sent mentally and hastened her footsteps.

Just before he boy was able to leave the room she extended her arm forward and the boy froze on the spot, like zapped.

Jean grasped his shoulder and turned him around.

"Why are you running, Ray!?"

But the boy wasn't Ray, in fact. He wasn't even a boy, 'he' was a woman who stared at her, confused.

"Excuse me?" The woman asked, apparently shaken after being mysteriously frozen in place.

"I'm sorry, I mistook you for someone else".

Jean had to clean her eyes to make sure they were fooling around with her.

'What was that just now?' She wondered and wanted to pry further into this person's mind, there was no way her eyes were that fucked up as to confuse two categorically different people.

'What are you dillydallying for? We have work to do!' Emma sent.

Jean gave a last look towards the lady who was now leaving the hall before sighing.

'I must be going insane. I see him in the morning, at school… in my dreams. Get a grip,

Jean'.

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The lady left in an 'awkward' mood. She entered the elevator held the back of her neck and started to turn a bit red and swollen. It was like some invincible hand had grasped the back of her neck, stopping her in her tracks. 

"Another Telepath, with telekinetic capabilities at that… where does Emma Frost keep getting these mutants from?" She groaned, the elevator took her to the parking lot of the building where she walked up to a pitch-black car parked in a corner.

"Did you do it?" The young man inside asked. 

"Yes, I got them".

She got in the car and her body started to change successfully between two different individuals, completely different from one another, two women. 

"Mariah Stane and Elizabeth Charleston... if you're done then let's get out of here" He said neutrally and started the car.

"Did you finish your raid, Ray?" She asked, adopting at last the form of an unknown blonde beauty, wearing glasses, "You're here faster than I anticipated".

"It wasn't that interesting. That aside, you said you want to drive 'them' to that academy tonight?"

"I scheduled with Xavier, he will be waiting for us. He will be prepared too".

"I thought you said he trusts you".

"He trusts that I will cause trouble. You can't cope, can't you?~"

"..."

Ray sighed and got ready to drive off when the elevator door opened and a set of people walked out of it, among them, a gorgeous blonde and a spectacular redhead. When he saw them with those dresses, Ray froze on the spot. 

Raven noticed this and frowned, "Your girls are getting into some big trouble tonight".

"I can tell".

Emma and Jean were escorting a lady into her car followed by two bodyguards. He could tell with a glance that all three individuals were being mind-controlled. The lady was in fact, Elizabeth Charleston. 

"Kingpin is planning to get rid of that woman tonight, what are they doing?" He wondered. 

"They're getting in the way, that's what. If you know how that man works, he won't stop at friendships and pleasantries to achieve his goals" Raven said, when she saw that he wasn't driving off and instead waited, she sighed and picked up something from the back seat of the car. 

"I guess we're doing this..."

A gun, a Carabine M416 that she loaded.

...

A red rolls-royce drove off the parking lot followed by a white Ferrari. In the rolls-royce, Jean was together with a now slumbering Madame Charleston together with her two bodyguards. She was on guard and ready for anything while Emma was escorted behind. 

'This is a bit ominous' She could feel it in the air, it was past midnight and the streets weren't empty, but there weren't that many cars either. Not the best scenario for them. 

The efforts to try and convince Elizabeth to retreat from the power struggle 'peacefully' were unfruitful, Emma had already brainwashed and manipulated the bodyguards to drive them to one of her private cribs in Brooklyn where Lourdes Chantel expected them but she had already told Jean that they were more than likely going to have to fight their way out to reach there. 

The rolls-royce stopped at some traffic lights, and that's when Emma saw three black SUVs driving in the adjacent junction, coming straight at them. It wasn't until a man poked a gun out the window, that she groaned inwardly in annoyance. 

'Fisk, you impatient bastard!', She mentally ordered the guard driving the rolls-royce to jump the red light and set off straight, which he did, but the shots started raining before he even reached the other side. 

The car was bullet-proof, Jean's eyes shivered when the glass cracked with the clear sign of gunfire as they drove off. She got pulled back by the sheer vehicle torque. An SUV slammed against the right side, it all happened so quickly that she didn't even know what to do. She had done missions with Emma before, but this was nuts. 

'Get a grip, Jean!'.

Emma sent mentally, Jean looked out the window and saw the White Ferrari ram itself uncaringly against the back of the SUV. Still shivering, she clenched her fist to gain some backbone and used her telekinesis to push that SUV away. 

'I got myself in this life, deal with it!'.

Jean and Emma together using telekinetic means, managed to fend off a few SUVs amidst the journey, but with each ram, each swerve... the rolls-royce deteriorated until smoke started coming off the hood. 

'This car won't cut it, Emma!'.

'Why the fuck did he send so many people!?'.

Her White Ferrari, to the pain of her heart, wasn't doing much better. She expected retaliation, she didn't expect Fisk to send a whole commando of more than fifteen cars to take care of some feeble unconscious widow and two bodyguards. The pursuit was so intense that they were forced astray, away from the planned path to the point she didn't even know where they were in Manhattan. 

Two more SUVs popped up while Emma thought about what to do in this situation, any moment now Jean's life could be in danger... it reached the point where she thought about discarding Jean but her head shook the next second. 

'If I don't die here, Ray will kill me for putting Jean in this situation...' In this dire situation, she even thought about calling out Phoenix.

*VROOOMM!!*

A black car swerved and crashed against one of the SUVs sending it flying against a lightpost. Emma gasped, she witnessed a blonde pop out of the passenger seat, sit on the window and starts firing at the other SUV, the tyres punched, the driver's head burst when he received a shot and like that, the second SUV ended up crashing against an innocent bystander's vehicle along the road. 

"Ray!"

Emma rejoiced, looking at the Black Corvette in her visor, still her brows twitching when she caught sight of that blonde in the passenger seat. 

Ray caught up with the rolls-royce and stared at Jean inside. 

"Hold me, Raven".

"Huh?"

The woman didn't understand his intentions, but she still did what he said and held him tight. Ray frowned and exhaled a deep breath before he started closing up on the rolls-royce as they drove parallel.

Once he closed up enough, much to Jean, Emma and Raven's shock, both cars started to merge.

"W-Wha..."

She saw how the metal bars and components of the rolls-royce phased through her body until both cars were completely overlapping even the brainwashed bodyguards couldn't believe what they were seeing.

Ray extended his hand back and grasped Jean's wrist, the latter still couldn't understand what the hell was going on. 

"Jean, hold Elizabeth!" he ordered. 

The redhead blindly followed whatever he said and held the unconscious Elizabeth. When everything was done, both cars separated again with Elizabeth and Jean now sitting in the Corvette's back seats.

In the distance Ray saw on top of a bridge one of the SUVs was parked up with a man wearing balaclava, aiming at them. 

He pulled the handbrake and drifted out of that road into the adjacent road, miraculously dodging two incoming cars as he jumped the red lights. The still-confused Emma somehow managed to catch up to him, they separated from the Rolls-Royce.

The next thing they saw was a missile fired from that bridge, impacting the Rolls-Royce.

*BOOMM!!*