Date: Thu, 07 May 2009 19:20:36 -0400
From: nphillydogg@aol.com
Subject: xmen tales-11 / murder is spelled morlocks

Disclaimer:
X-Men Tales: is loosely based on the X-Men- Evolution t.v. cartoon series,
as well as the comicbook produced by Marvel Comics.
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The X-Men are mutants, unfortunate people born with an X-gene that gives
them extraordinary powers and abilities which makes them outcasts to those
considered "normal" in the world.
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X-Men cast:
(Teachers) Professor-X, Angel, Banshee, Beast, Bishop, Forge, Polaris,
Storm, and Wolverine, Dr Mora MacTaggert,

(Students) Cannonball-17, Cyclops-17, Colossus-18, Gambit-17, Iceman-16,
Multiple boy-13, Nightcrawler-16, Northstar-17, Spike-15, Sunspot-16,
Thunderbird-18 / Amanda-16, Jubilee-13, Karma-16, Magma-15, Premonition
(Jean Grey)-17, Rogue-16, Shadowcat-14, Spirit-17, Syran-16, Wolvesbane-15
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MORLOCKS: a race of displaced mutant runaways who live in the underground
sewers of Manhattan, hiding from the very people whom they feel wants to
see them harmed; humans.

Members are: Callisto, Sunder, Arclight, Calaban, Leech, Plague, Masque,
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X-Men Tales: -pt11
	Title: Murder is spelled M-O-R-L-O-C-K-S

Manhattan, Ny

	It was late in Manhattan at New York's Memorial Hospital when a
strange fog suddenly appeared out of nowhere, keeping everyone from seeing
the black helicopter landing quietly on the rooftop. A door leading to the
top floor suddenly unlocked and slid open, just as the elevator arrived
promptly to the top floor with a a DING!
	Moments later in the hospital's basement, the metal door to the
morgue unlocked and opened on its own accord as the overhead lights
suddenly eliminated the entire room brightly. Passersby in the nearby
hallway see nothing of these occurrences, only seeing a closed door as they
walked by on their way to the laboratories.

"Good work, Lorna." said Professor Xavier, rolling into the morgue in his
electric wheelchair.

"No problem, Professor!" said Polaris (Lorna Dane).

"Which one is Warren...?" asked Storm, looking around at all the freezers
lining the wall that held many of the city's most recently deceased.

"The coroner's report says he's in #57!" said Beast, grabbing the morgue's
placement chart off the wall.

"Got it!" said Polaris, waving her hand as the freezer door unlocked and
popped open, the body of Warren Worthington the 3rd (Angle) sliding out on
a metal gurney.
	Beast, Storm, Professor X, Polaris, and Wolverine all walked over
to the body as Beast too a deep breath, then pulled back the thin sheet
covering Warren's face and torso. The X-Men all gasped sadly, recognizing
their fallen companion immediately.

"It's LOOKS like him!" said Beast, uncertain. "The coroner's report
mentions an odd growth coming out of the victim's back..., he surmise it to
be some sort of odd bone growth!"

"Roll him over!" instructed Professor X.
	Beast grabbed a hold of Warren's shoulders, then gently rolled him
over onto his side, revealing his back.

"Someone's cut off his wings...!" gasped Storm, seeing nothing but bone
fragments where Angle's beautiful wings were supposed to be.

"That explains why he fell to his death...!" concluded Xavier.

"Its murder!" stated Polaris. "Someone stripped him of his wings, then
pushed him off the roof!"

"But who...?" asked Storm. "Warren was no novice..., and Banshee was right
there with him when they were attacked!"

"But Banshee didn't see who attacked them! He was knocked unconscious
before Warren was..., before he was...killed...!"

"But WHO would want to see Angle killed in such a horrid manner...?" asked
Storm, "I mean..., stripping him of his wings and throwing him to his
death...! It was deliberate! Diabolical! Who is targeting us...??"

"Someone maybe targeting us, Ro'..." said Wolverine, lingering in the
background. "...but that ain't Warren lyin' there on that table!"
	The X-Men all turned around in shock...

"Are you sure, Logan...?" asked Storm, breaking the silence.

"How do you know for sure...??" asked Beast, curiously.

"Smell!" said Wolverine, simply. "Someone went through a lot of trouble
finding someone his height, weight, and extreme likeness..., but they
couldn't mimic his smell! The nose knows!" joked Wolverine, tapping his
nose and his heightened sense of smell.

"Likeness...?" asked Storm, skeptically. "The man on this table has more
than Warren's likeness! He has his mole, his dental work, even his
wings...!"

"Yup..., like I said, someone went through a lot of trouble!" agreed
Wolverine. "But that ain't him!"

"You're certain, Logan...?" asked Professor X.

"As certain as the hair on my face!" assured Wolverine.

"Great..., so now we have another missing person...!" said Polaris.

"Worse than that..." said Beast, "...a missing person someone obviously
doesn't ever want be found...!"

SCENE-2

Salem Center, West Chester Ny, Xavier's Institute for Higher Learning.
Underneath the school are sub-levels and hidden tunnels known only to the
X-Men and their students.

"Ye'll be fine, bucko..." said the school's resident doctor, Mora
MacTaggert, taking care of her fiancé Banshee as he lay in one of med-lab's
automated D.O.C units.. "...it's just a wee bump on the head, m'love...,
you need rest. The D.O.C. will take good care of you and monitor you
through the night! I'll check back on ye in the morning!"

"Thank ye, darlin'..." said Banshee, kissing Mora on the lips before lying
down on his back to allow the automated machines to take over monitoring.
	Mora dimmed down the overhead lights and left Banshee in med-lab
room #1, and walked over to med-lab #2 where Forge stood watching over
Roberto DeCosta (Sunspot).

"What's wrong with him, Doc?" asked Forge, watching Roberto shake and
shiver in bed with what looked like chills.

"I'm not sure, Forge..." said Mora, walking over to Roberto's monitoring
system. "...but from the readings coming through on the D.O.C., I'd say he
was experiencing withdraw symptoms!"

"Withdraw...?" asked Forge, surprised. "You think Roberto's on drugs...?"

"No..." answered Mora, tapping codes into the computer console. "...but I
was told that Roberto was subjected to an unusually traumatic occurrence
when he was..., absorbed into Mountjoy...! Being ripped away from such an
odd connection after being dependant for so long a time could have left him
with symptoms resembling that of say..., a heroine addict suddenly cut off
from his habit! I would wager to guess if given a chance, Roberto would go
back to Mountjoy to continue feeding off that connection!"

"That's crazy!" doubted Forge, astonished. "Mountjoy would have killed
him!"

"Aye..., but many drug addicts are aware that their drug of choice may kill
them..., yet they still use! This is no different!" reasoned MacTaggert.

"Well..., I guess it's just our luck that Mountjoy won't be bothering us
again any time soon!" said Forge, gratefully.

"Yes..., I heard how the White Queen used her telepathy to reduce
Mountjoy's brain to infancy! I can't say that I approve of her methods...!"
said MacTaggert, leaving Roberto to recuperate.

"You sound like Ororo...!" said Forge.

"And ye should too, Forge!" argued MacTaggert. "No one should be allowed to
be judge, jury, and executioner...! If we let that happen, people would be
taking justice into their own hands all the time! The world would be in
anarchy! Isn't that what the X-Men fight against...?"

"I suppose..." said Forge, "It's just hard to have sympathy for someone as
cruel and callus as Mountjoy! For someone who has such little regard for
human life!"

"That Forge..., is what our judicial system is for!" smiled dr Mora,

SCENE-3

Manhattan...  The crime scene

	Late night befalls Manhattan as busy pedestrians pass by the crime
scene tape marking off the spot where a body (Warren Worthington the 3rd)
was found. A mini memorial of stuffed animals and cards don the sport where
his body was supposedly found by police. An ongoing investigation was still
pending, but the X-Men has taken it upon themselves to find out exactly
what has happened to their long time friend and colleague.

"Do you sense anything, Logan...?" asked Storm impatiently, as Wolverine
sniff around the caulked outline where the body was found.

"Nothing here..." said Wolverine, picking up no unusual scents. "...let's
try the roof!"
	Polaris used her power over magnesium to left Wolverine by the
buckle of his belt, as they flew up to the roof of the skyscraper. Storm
used her powers of the elements to create a wind gust strong enough to lift
herself and Beast.

"I'm definitely picking up something here...!" said Wolverine, sniffing
around the ground like an animal. "Angle was here..., Banshee was there...,
and there were 5 others...!"

"The Inner Circle...?" asked Storm, suspiciously.

"No...! These are distinctive smells..., like old clothes and dirty
sewers...!" said Wolverine, sniffing harder. "They had the dead guy with
them..., and threw him over the edge before taking Warren with them!" said
Wolverine, confidently. "They went THAT way!" he added, pointing towards
the fire exit.

"Do you think you can follow their scent...?" asked Hank McCoy.

"Is a big hairy beast Blue...?" asked Wolverine, running off in the
direction of the assailants.

"Wait..., what about the Professor...?" asked Polaris.

{{{"Go on X-Men, don't worry about me..., I will take the Blackhawk black
to the Mansion while you continue on your quest"}}} said Xavier,
telepathically. {{{"I will keep in touch...!"}}}.

{"Okay, Professor..., we will keep in mental contact when we have found
something!"} said Storm, following the others.

	Wolverine followed the scents down 30 floors through the fire exit
of the building, to a back exit leading to an alley. The X-Men followed him
down the alley to a sewage drain. "They went down there...?" asked storm,
looking down into the darkness of an open manhole at the end of the
alley. "This has got to be a joke..., someone is pulling your leg, Logan!"

"I distinctly smelled sewage on the roof, Ororo..." said Logan,
confidently. "We all know about your claustrophobia..., if you wanna turn
back right now and let the 3 of us go on, we'll understand!"

"No..., no, I'll be alright..." said Storm, sucking it up. "Lead the way,
Logan!" she insisted.

"Cheers!" said the X-Man, jumping down the hole without even looking.

"Sewers...!" barked Beast, looking at his fur. "...I just came from roaming
through sewers...!" (chap-7) "...I'll never get that wrenched smell out of
my fur!" he complained, following Wolverine through the hole.

"Are you sure you want to do this, Ororo...?" asked Polaris, concerned. "We
could keep you informed of our progress through the Professor..."

"Thank you, Lorna..., but I WANT to be there when he find Warren!" insisted
Storm, trying to build her courage.

"Okay..." said Polaris, using her powers to float up off the ground before
slowly descending through the manhole.

"Goddess help me..." prayed Storm, climbing down the latter to meet her
friends at the bottom. "Which way, Logan...?" she asked, eager to get this
night over with.

"This way...!" said the X-Man, leading his companions deeper into the
system.
	For nearly an hour they wandered through the sewer systems, guided
by the keenest of Wolverine's nose. They took many turns leading them
deeper and deeper into the underground maze. Vermin such as rats, snakes,
and even alligators were known to live in New York's sewers, so the X-Men
took great care to keep an eye out for each other as they passed through
waist high sewage.

"How much further do we have to go, Logan...??!" asked Storm, reaching her
breaking point as she began to feel the walls close in on her.

"Shh..., I smell something..." said Wolverine, holding up his fist to tell
his team to halt.

"I smell something too...?" said Polaris, ready to burn her costume.

"No..., it's something else..." said Wolverine, eyeing the darkness. "We're
being watched!"

"Watched...? By whom...?" asked Storm, looking around, paranoid.
	Seeing nothing in the darkness, Storm lifted her hand and brought
light to the underground by eliminating the way with electricity from her
hand.

"There...!!" yelled Wolverine, just as people started to emerge from the
now lighted shadows.

"MORLOCKS..., ATTACK...!!!" yelled one of them, as the X-Men were descended
upon by an angry horde.

"We don't want to hurt you, people...!" warned Beast, jumping out of the
way to avoid making any unnecessary contact.

"YOU are the only one's getting hurt...!" said a deep menacing voice, as a
big hulking looking man came out of the shadows and punched Beast in the
back of the head, sending him careening into a brick wall, rendering him
unconscious.

"They have powers...!" yelled Polaris, using her powers to rupture a stream
pipe to combat several of the attackers coming after her.

	Wolverine kept his claws sheathed as he fought the assailants with
his fists, knocking many of them out cold with one punch of his steel like
fists.

	Storm used her powers over the elements to create a wind sheer in
the tunnel, blowing several of her opponents away with gail force winds.

"My, aren't you a pretty one...?" said the voice of an old woman, catching
Storm by surprise as she jumped down from the overhead pipes and leaped
onto Storm's back.
	Storm tried to fight back, but became immediately ill as she felt
sick to her stomach and started tp throw up.

"Ororo...!" yelled Wolverine, seeing Storm fall.
	Wolverine responded to the fall of his two companions by releasing
his claws. The sound of the extending metal made a (shink) sound that could
be heard echoing through the tunnels as he roared like an animal ready to
kill.

"Stop where you are, X-Man...!" ordered the aging voice of the old
woman. "One touch from Plague renders anyone sick as a dog..., two touches
from Plague is lethal enough to kill! Surrender now or I will touch the
pretty girl again...!" threatened the bag lady, hovering over Storm.
	Wolverine stopped fighting as he sheathed his claws. When Plague
started to relax her stance, Polaris (watching from afar) used her magnetic
powers to slam a metal pipe into the old woman, knocking her as far from
her colleague as possible.

"Good work, Lorna...!" shouted Wolverine, springing back into action as he
leaped forward to protect Storm. Polaris ruptured the pipeline under the
sewer, causing the entire underground to shake. But before she could finish
her quest, she was quickly subdued to unconsciousness by a fast moving
opponent.
	Wolverine turned to see Polaris lying on the ground, a wild looking
man standing over him.

"I take it yur this circus's leader...?" asked the X-Man.

"Circus...?" asked the man, only his eyes visible in the shadows. "...looks
like my CLOWNS've beat your X-Men...!"

"Only cuz we're at a disadvantage...!" countered Wolverine, "You KNOW
us..., we don't know you!"

"We know you cuz we watch...!" said the man, staying in the shadows as he
swiftly moved closer towards the last standing X-Man. "...we see how you
and your X-Men flaunt your powers to the topside world landers...,making it
all the harder for people like US to go out into the public!"

"People like you...?" questioned Wolverine, "...you mean Mutants...?"

"Yes..., Mutants!" answered the man, sinisterly.

"Well bub..., I don't kno whut yur deal is..., but you picked tha wrong
bunch to fuck with...!" (SHINK) sounded the extension of Wolverine's claws.

"You're seriously outnumbered down here, X-Man..., but I will allow you and
your companions a safe exit if you take them and turn around now...!"
offered the man.

"And what of Angel...?" asked Wolverine, refusing to leave without him.

"He stays with me!"

"Whut's yur deal with Warren...? You gotta hardon for him or something...?"
asked Logan, catching a faint change in the man's body
chemistry. "Ooooh..., did I hit a nerve...?" asked the X-Man, sensing a
change in heart rhythm.

"You don't know who you're fucking with...!" threatened the man.

"Why don't you tell me, bub...!"

"I'm..., CALLISTO..., leader of the Morlocks...!!" yelled the man suddenly,
charging forward.
	Wolverine readied himself for a fight, when he was suddenly touched
by the old ragged bag lady. Wolverine suddenly felt himself getting gravely
ill as he fell to his knees weakened...
	Callisto took advantage of Wolverine's weakness, pummeling him with
his hands and feet until he beat Wolverine senseless. Wolverine fell to the
ground, quickly losing consciousness.

"eh..., what do we do with them now...?" asked Sunder, still holding
Wolverine by the head like a toy.

"They came here to see Angle..., I say we take them to him...!" ordered
Callisto, leading the way to their lair...

To be continued...

SCENE-4

	As the Blackhawk neared Xavier Mansion in West Chester New York,
Bobby (the Iceman) Blake suddenly awakened from a sound sleep. He quietly
got out of bed, throwing the covers back as he walked across the room to
the door.

"Bobby...?" called his roommate, Scott (Cyclops) Summers, lifting his head
off the pillow half asleep (his eyes encased behind a pair of ruby quartz
swimming goggles he usually wore to sleep and swim in). "..that you...?" he
asked, before falling back to sleep.

	Bobby silently walked down the hall of the student dorms, down the
grand staircase and to the elevators leading down into the sub-levels
beneath the Mansion. He walked the length of the corridor to the hanger
where the Blackhawk lay resting after arriving home that night.
	The side door to the helicopter opened as the boy climbed up into
the cockpit where Professor Xavier still sat behind the controls.

"I'm sorry for this Bobby..., but I really need you right now..."
apologized the Professor, having seized Iceman's mind without his
knowledge.
	Iceman simply reached over and began to unzip Professor X's
trousers, pulling his 6" erection free from the zipper. Licking his lips
wantonly, he bent forward and took the hard cock into his mouth.

"ahh..., yes..., that's what I need..." sighed the Professor, feeling
Bobby's mouth move smoothly up and down his hard shaft.
	Unbeknown to the 16 year old, he had become quite the accomplished
cock sucker, swallowing the Professor's cock down to the balls on more than
one occasion. Professor Xavier clinched the edge of his wheelchair, feeling
himself already about to come to an arousing climax as bobby buried his
head and sucked even harder, hungry for the nectar any real cock sucker
craves.

"Oh yes, Bobby..., oh yes..., that's it, son..., that's it..., I'm going to
cum..., I'm going to..., aaahhhhhh...!!" he cried out loud, knowing no one
would be able to hear them all the way out in the hanger bay.

	Bobby felt the warm liquid of the Professor's sperm hit the back of
his throat as he quickly swallowed, sucking the softening cock for
more. Professor X sank back relaxingly in his chair, perspiration beading
his brow as he closed his eyes in ecstasy while Bobby continued to nurse
him for the last drops. A moment later, Xavier's eyes popped open in
fear...

"Professor...?" called Scott Summers, having boarded the Blackhawk and seen
Bobby blowing the Professor.

"Scott...!" called Xavier, surprised. He had been so wrapped up in his
orgasm that he hadn't even sensed Cyclops sneaking up on him. "...I can
explain...!" he said.

"I saw Bobby sneaking out of the room, and figured he was probably
sleepwalking so I followed him..." explained Scott, his shocked facial
expression showing the Professor the surprise his eyes (hidden behind the
ruby quartz goggles) could not show. "So YOU'VE been the one behind Bobby's
blackouts, sir...?"

"Scott, please..." said Xavier, feeling totally ashamed. His image, his
reputation as a mentor to wayward child mutants was at stake. He couldn't
allow his shameful secret to be broadcast.  {{{"Bobby is an excellent cock
sucker, Scott..., he loves to suck your hard cock every morning before
class, and you love letting him suck you every morning before class!"}}}
said the Professor, telepathically imprinting the image in Scott's
mind. ((("Every morning you allow Bobby to suck your cock, and you enjoy it
immensely! You will tell no one nothing about this event! You and Bobby
will keep it as your very own secret! Do you understand?"}}}

"Yes, Professor." said Scott, obediently.

{{{"Would you like your cock sucked now, Scott...?"}}}

"Yes, Professor." answered Scott.
	As if on cue, Bobby lifted his head from the Professor's lap and
got up off of his knees and walked silently over to his roommate. Scott
stood perfectly still as Bobby got down on his knees before him and fished
his soft penis out from his PJ's.
	Bobby took the soft phallus into his mouth without hesitation. His
warm mouth surrounded the pale white cock, sucking gently as it slowly
began to grow to its full 7 inches. Bobby kept his mouth fastened to
Scott's hair speckled groin, licking the near hairless balls with his
tongue as the cock lengthened down into his throat.

	Professor X watched with pride as Bobby churned Scott's cock around
in his throat for a full minute before pulling back. He bobbed his head
back and forth, effectively sucking the hard cock as told. Scott couldn't
help groaning, even in his zombie like state as he stood emotionlessly
getting a blow job.
	Xavier was proud of his students, knowing they would make fine
additions to society and great husbands to some lucky women. He stroked his
own cock as he watched the two teens. Bobby was corkscrewing his head back
and forth, drilling Scott's cock into his throat with every downward
motion. Scott's mouth dropped open as he gasped, then flooded Bobby's mouth
with his teenage cum.

	Bobby greedily ate the spurting liquid, drinking everything that
came out of the dick. Professor X could feel another climax fast
approaching, and mentally summoned Bobby back to his own woodie. Bobby
abandoned Scott's pulsing erection (the last droplets of his seed dripping
from his flaring piss slit) and buried his head back into the Professor's
lap.
	Xavier filled Bobby's mouth with more jizz, grabbing the chair
handles for support as his balls wrenched out another load of hot
cum. Bobby ate the load as if it gave him life. He sucked the Professor's
shrinking cock until Xavier finally dismissed him, telling the two boys to
return to their room.



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