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Wildfire Part 2
Again, this is a reboot of an old series of mine from another website.
The parts are going to be longer, and I definitely have a better idea of
the structure for it. I hope you enjoy it. I should say again, not all
characters are going to be accurate by today's standards. This idea did
come up around 34 years ago, originally, so please bear with me.
After Logan's vouching for me, I started to tell my story. But, Kitty
pointed out something I hadn't really become aware of. I had somehow,
in the accident, wound up with my clothes as David, and they fit badly.
She said to the Professor, "How about I go get her some clothing to wear
for now from the common room, and then we just meet at lunch. At least
she'll be dressed and more comfortable then." I agreed with her.
We went to the common room, a place where people who outgrew their
clothing left it at after it was washed, so someone who came in, who
didn't really have anything, could get some things. I was embarrassed
as Kitty measured me, but realized I had to deal with it. We were both
girls right now. I went back to my room, and climbed into the shower.
I saw something that had been true of Mom. She had almost no body hair.
When I had to, I would have to do very little shaving. Then again, the
same was true of Dad, and even me as a man. It must have been a genetic
thing. After getting completely clean, I got out of the shower, dried
off, and saw what Kitty had left me. There was a note that said, "You
weren't hard to find clothes for- you have normal proportions. A 36B
bra, size 6 panties, and medium size in general." After I put on the
panties, the bra was trickier, but I realized I had flexible enough arms
now to reach up behind me and fasten it. The clothing under it was also
pretty simple- a pair of jeans, and a pull- over blouse. The blouse
wasn't too tight, but the jeans didn't do much to hide the fact that I
now had a nice butt. Oh well, if that was the worst of my problems, I
could live with it.
I went outside to find Kitty waiting. She said, "I knew you'd be
pretty, once we fixed you up. Now, what do we call you?"
I said, "How about Pat, after my Mom, for now." We went into the dining
room, where lunch was just starting, and Logan saw me, and looked a
little startled. He called for silence, and then Kitty introduced me as
Pat. We went over to Logan's table, where he had saved a couple of
seats. He said, "You chose your Mom's name, huh? I hope that doesn't
mean what I'm afraid it does."
I said, "Can I eat, and then I'll tell you all at once"? He nodded yes,
and as I went up to where the meals were served buffet style, I realized
I was starved. I figured for some reason that as a girl, I would eat
less, but this new body must have a different metabolism, because I had
a salad, pork chops, fried potatoes, broccoli, and a piece of cake for
dessert. By that time, everyone else was done. I got up, and went to
one end, where someone had left a microphone. I turned it on, and began
to tell my story. "My name is legally David Lamb, but I was born Clark
Savage III. I am the son of Doc Savage. For all of you kids who have
never heard of my Dad, that's tonight's homework, although I'll bet
Logan would love to tell some stories." Everyone else laughed, and I
got a smile from Logan. "I was born during World War II, in 1943. I
know that makes you wonder why I looked 23, as David, but I'll get to
that. Both my Dad's marriage to his cousin Pat, my Mom, and my
existence were known only to his 5 best friends, and Logan. If
something happened to Dad on a mission, Dad figured that Logan could get
word back to Mom, as he would have a better chance of surviving with his
healing powers.
Then, the war ended, and they didn't see you again for four or five
years. The only other superhero that Dad had known intimately, the real
Captain America, had vanished. Dad spotted the replacement in a
heartbeat, and although he helped him train, he no longer took direct
missions for the Government, after capturing Hitler. Logan came one
more time and debriefed Dad after the Mission that he took to
investigate a deep underworld that appeared to be Hell. That's when he
and I met. I was 7 at the time. Mom and I had already gone into
hiding. We were being pursued by some relentless enemy. Doc's five
assistants were disappearing, except for Johnny. We found him dead,
after tracking the last transmission he sent. It was garbled, and
frantic. It said, 'Tell Doc I know who it is. They're looking for him,
the worst of the worst. He's alive, and was hiding in plain sight all
along, but he disappeared again, and his people think we have him. I
won't let them take me'. There was a huge burst of gunfire, and by the
time he was found, he was dead, but surrounded by way more blood than
could have been his. He took a lot of people with him, but the others
had taken the bodies.
Monk, Ham, Renny, Long Tom- they all disappeared, one at a time. Some
organization so massive that no one could hide from it, had tracked them
all down. We bunkered down deep in the arctic, at Doc's Fortress of
Solitude. But, they finally found us there. I wanted to fight, but Dad
and Mom put me into some kind of underground chamber. I was seven, and
felt like I was too old to cry, but I did. I was afraid, for my
parents, and myself. Then, the chamber reopened, and men in strange
uniforms and masks dragged me out. I fought with as much fury as I
could at my age, and considering the training I had already begun to
receive, I did some damage to a few of them, before they managed to
inject me with something, and I went limp. I didn't go out right away,
so I saw that there were others carrying my parents, and going outside
the Fortress. There were bodies everywhere. My Dad had obviously
decided in the end that whatever was going on was too important to worry
about his rule to only kill as the last resort. Then, as I was carried
through the hatch outside, I blacked out.
I woke up briefly in a huge laboratory. I saw Dad's four surviving men,
and Dad and Mom, each in individual chambers. They looked like they
were asleep, but Dad had once taught me about suspended animation, and
that one of Monk's greatest accomplishments was an experimental gas that
would allow for a person to be put under for an unknown amount of time,
and with no aging. I knew this had to be it. I was being carried
towards another chamber. I didn't show that I was awake yet. I heard
them say, even though the boss is missing, we need to keep them alive.
We know he is alive, and will want to deal with them himself, when we
find him. I started fighting then, but it was useless. They forced me
down into the chamber, and strapped me in. It was designed for me, and
to fit my size. I struggled until the gas came up, and then everything
went black again."
I took a breather, and immediately I was bombarded with questions. This
was 60 years ago that I was talking about. How did I get from there to
here, and only be 23? I drank a glass of lemonade, and started in
again.
"The next thing that I remembered, my Mom was carrying me across the
desert. It was some terrible area. She was staggering, so when she saw
I was awake, she put me down for a minute. I asked her what happened,
and she said, 'I don't know. I woke up, and my chamber had
malfunctioned. Somehow it woke me up, instead of me staying asleep, and
dying. Apparently, whoever captured us had left us on automated
systems, and checked in on us from time to time. I saw Doc, and the
others, still encased in chambers. I knew I was better off going by
myself to get help, but I couldn't leave you. I didn't know it would
take so long to get to anywhere. I don't even know where we are. It's
nowhere I've ever seen'.
After I came fully awake, we walked on. There wasn't any real reason
for which direction we went, except that it was the easiest way.
Finally, we came out onto a highway. But, it seemed to have no traffic,
and seemed to come from nowhere, and to go nowhere. We took a right,
since it looked like it was headed into some hills to the left. We were
dying of dehydration, even as we walked. Finally, Mom collapsed. She
was done, and even at 7, I knew it. I started crying, and begged her to
get up. She didn't move, but told me that I had to go on. I had to
find help, then go back and rescue Dad, and find who had done this to
him. I knew she was right, and as the sun of Doc Savage, even at 7, I
understood responsibility. I managed to get her over into some shade,
and then started up the road. But, after several more hours, I had to
lie down. I thought if I could rest a few minutes, I would be okay. If
only I had known what would happen.
I woke up in a hospital bed. I not only didn't know where I was, but I
panicked, because I didn't know who I was either. I had tubes, and all
kinds of monitoring wires, all over me. Obviously, someone saw that I
was awake, because a nurse came in immediately, and checked on me. She
said, 'Good, you're awake. I already called the Doctor. This is a
small town- he'll be here shortly'. He was, along with a man with a
badge, who introduced himself as Sheriff Lamb. The Doc checked me out,
and then the Sheriff asked me if I would mind talking. He seemed like a
kind man, and something made me trust him.
I said, "I have to tell you that I don't know who I am. I don't
remember anything about myself. They told me that the Sheriff had found
me lying by the side of the road while he was patrolling, barely alive.
They couldn't figure out where I had come from. I knew that there was
something that I desperately needed to tell them, but couldn't remember
what. It was gone. They asked me some basic questions about what year
it was (1950 of course), and who the President was (c'mon, even 7 year
olds knew it was Harry Truman). But, my answers brought strange looks
to their faces. I asked them what was wrong. The nurse went out, and
brought in a calendar that had 1985 on it, along with a newspaper with
the same year, and mentioning President Ronald Reagan's second
inauguration on it. Ronald Reagan? Wasn't he the guy in a movie I
watched with my Mom about a guy and a monkey?
I said, I may be only7, but this isn't funny. They said, 'we're
wondering if you're playing the joke. Or, the heat, and you're memory
loss has left you unbalanced'.
Well, I won't go into a lot of more detail, except to say what happened.
I had to eventually accept that it was 1985. I somehow was sure that I
had been living in 1950, and was now in 1985. I got re- educated to the
time pretty easily, because I discovered immediately that I was
extremely intelligent. After a search for my parents, or family turned
up nothing, the kindly Sheriff and his wife, who had never been able to
have kids, adopted me. They were very loving, and I grew to return the
affection. Then, when the time came, they told me the truth.
They told how I had mumbled about my Mom being in the desert. They had
managed to backtrack me, and finally found her, on the verge of death.
She was almost comatose, but regained consciousness long enough to talk
a little. She told them that she had no idea where the lab was. It
turned out that the doctor's father had been involved with Dad in one of
his adventures years ago, and had saved his life. The sheriff's father
had been saved by him in the war. There was never any doubt that they
were going to take me in. They tried to find the lab, with no luck.
They didn't know who was behind what happened, so after my Mom died,
they decided to trust no one. When the X- Men became well known, they
realized that some of my peculiarities were because I was a mutant.
They debated contacting you guys, but decided to give me the option of
whether to do it myself. When you never tried to reach me, they
realized I must have some ability to conceal myself. After they told me
the truth, I began to remember. I wasn't angry with them at all- I saw
the logic of it. I was definitely my father's son in that way. I went
through college, and then pulled in an old favor of my adopted Dad's,
and even managed to pull a satellite over the one place that I thought
might be a refuge. I remembered where my Dad's Fortress of Solitude was
in the arctic. But, it was obvious that it had been destroyed. There
wasn't much but a crater there. So, I came here, and you know the rest.
When I came, I knew that you, Logan, might figure it out right away, but
I wanted to wait, because I didn't want to draw the attention of the
enemy. Well, that's it. As to why I am this way now, I only have a few
guesses."
I sat down after that long speech. I was exhausted, and emotionally
drained. I was in a body that wasn't even really mine, and had poured
out my story to a lot of people at once. Professor Xavier said, "I
think we should let you rest, for a while. You may as well use you're
room as David, although I don't know what we're going to do until we
figure out how to change you back, and get Kayli back. First rest, and
then maybe you can go with some of the others and get more clothing."
I went back to my room, but now, everything seemed different. I was
seeing it from different eyes. I sat down at my desk, and turned on the
computer. Oh my God, what do I tell my parents? This wasn't going to
be easy to explain, to say the least. I sent a long email, including a
picture, so that they could at least see the resemblance to my Mom. I
turned off the computer, and felt so stressed and tired that I didn't
want to move. Then, I suddenly burst into tears. A part of me knew it
was being a brand new girl, and maybe involved hormones, but it didn't
matter. I sobbed, and got up and threw myself on the bed. I found
myself hugging a pillow. I must have been heard, because someone
knocked on the door. I ignored them, but they wouldn't go away.
Finally, I yelled, "Go away! Leave me alone"! They ignored me, and
came in anyway. It turned out to be Kitty. She said, "I knew this was
going to happen! I'm not leaving. You need a friend right now, even
with our age differences." She came over, and put her arms around me,
and sat on the bed. We just stayed like that a while, until I fell
asleep.
It showed how great a toll all this had taken on me, that when I woke
up, it was morning. I was in bed, with a blanket over me. There was a
note on the desk from Kitty, saying, "I hope it was okay that Orroro
helped me get you into bed. You were out completely. Have breakfast
whenever you get up, and then she said she would drive us into the city,
to do some shopping." I did feel way better. I showered, and then
changed into a clean pair of panties, and a bra, and then a sun dress.
I don't know why I chose the dress- just that it looked nice, and showed
off the naturally bronzed skin that this new body didn't hide. I went
to the dining room, found something to eat, and then looked for Kitty.
I found her in the library, looking through a theoretical book on
merging of two life forms. The book looked familiar, mainly because I
had written it. She heard me come in, and turned around and gave a
start. She said, "You are beautiful. If you are stuck as a girl, you
don't have to worry on that account. I was just looking at your book
here. You knew that there might be something like this happen someday."
I told her, "I couldn't have known for sure, but I found an old obscure
book by my Dad somewhere, and it mentioned this. I just carried the
theory further. Now, I could use some getting out of here. Where's
Orroro?"
We went and found her, and took off for a NYC. I thought we shouldn't
waste too much time or money, because I figured that Hank McCoy or I
could come up with something. Plus, they also knew Reed Richards, and a
guy named Peter Parker. I wasn't sure what was so special about him,
but they said that because of his knowledge, and unique outlook, he
could help.
It turned out that they used the shopping excuse to visit the Baxter
Building. They figured I would be very nervous meeting Reed Richards,
and they were right. But, he did everything he could to put me at ease.
He knew of me, from some of my work, and immediately we hit it off.
With my sizes, Kitty and Orroro took off with Susan Richards to shop for
me and themselves. Then, another guest arrived. I was kind of shocked
to see Spiderman web sling onto a ledge outside the window, and Reed let
him in. He said, "This must be him, or her, or whatever. I don't know
what you think I can do where you guys can't." I looked at him, and
said, "So the scientist, Peter Parker, is also Spiderman. Considering
the similarities in the knowledge that both of you have shown, I should
have guessed."
With that, he removed his mask, and put on a lab coat. I was checked
out from head to foot, put in some equipment I recognized, and some I
didn't. We discussed the results. There was nothing to show that I had
ever been two other people, except for some of the recessive DNA from my
Dad and Mom, that the accident had brought out. Even that, we couldn't
come up with a reason for. Kitty, Orroro, and Susan had returned by
then. They had bought a few outfits, which I tried on. I felt a little
self- conscious when I found a bikini that they had gotten for me. It
fit all too well. But, at the same time, while I was doing this, Reed
and Sue had been fabricating a costume of unstable molecules like the
Fantastic Four wore, but this one had an X- Man design on it. It had an
empty space on the belt where a letter could go. Kitty said, "When you
come up with a code name, you can put the first letter on there." I had
only one thought. I wanted to go back to the Mansion, to the danger
room, and start testing my powers.
We went out to lunch with the Richards there in the city, and then took
off for home. I wanted to jump right into the tests, but Hank insisted
on running some checks on the results we had gotten in the city. There
was nothing new. I changed into my costume, and entered the Danger
Room. Logan went in with me. He said, "I stand the best chance of
handling anything we throw at you. I want to see how good you are, up
close and personal." We ran a gamut of tests. My reflexes were faster
than what I used to have, and Hayli's amped up ones combined. Then, we
went to strength. I punched a pad designed to measure strength several
times. I then looked through the window, where Hank and some of the
others were standing, and saw them there with their mouths hanging open.
Then, I was suddenly slammed from behind. I could feel Wolverine's
claws scrape across my back. I couldn't believe that that's all they
did. My invulnerability was incredible. How could this be, without my
being some abnormally sized girl? Then, he suddenly jumped me. I know
it was a test, but at the time, I reacted reflexively. I turned, and
hit him. It was the ultimate case of not knowing my own strength. I
knocked him across the room, where he smashed into the wall hard enough
to kill almost anyone else. I ran over there, screaming his name. I
carried him out of there, and took him to the infirmary.
Hank and I quickly found that with his healing powers, he would be okay.
I looked at Hank, and said, "What the hell did the monitor say when you
were testing my strength. I'm not sure I want to know, given the
invulnerability needed for me not to have broken every bone in my hand
and arm to hit him like that." Hank said, "As you know, we classify
strengths among heroes and villains by 'ton- class'. But, there is a
class all by itself, that Hulk, Thor, and some others are in. I don't
want to say you're as strong as them, but you may be in that class."
That panicked me. Once again, I ran for my room. I wanted to hide from
the world. It's a miracle that I hadn't damaged anything, or hurt
anyone yet. This time, when people tried to knock, I demanded to be
left alone. I was filling up pages of notes on paper, and my computer,
not eating or sleeping for three days. Finally, I answered the pounding
on the door to find Kitty standing there, with tears running down her
cheeks. She grabbed me in a hug, and then noticed I was smiling. She
asked why.
I said, "Because I've done it. I've found a way to switch back to David
and Kayli. I can't live like this all of them time."
She said, "But what about you, as you? You can be the one of the most
powerful heroes."
I said, "That's the incredible part. I may have figured out a way to
retain the ability to still become this person, after I separate. But,
it will still depend on what Kayli thinks after she is back."
I took all of the results to Hank, and sat back while he read them. In
the end, he said, "I knew that in some ways you were way ahead of me.
Are you sure that this will work"?
I said, about 90%. If we can remove the energy from me, and store it,
and then separate the DNA, Kayli and I should both be back. My Dad was
working on something similar to this kind of technology at one time, but
couldn't get anywhere with it. But, with some of your own work, along
with others, it will work."
We spent the next couple of weeks working on it. I wanted to work full
time on it, but now that I had a solution, decided to rest, to hopefully
avoid mistakes. I think most people's fear was that when we took out
the energy, that Nitro would reform. But, I let Professor and Jean scan
me, and they found what I already knew- he was gone. The main worry was
the DNA separation. Would we each be ourselves?
Finally, the day came. We had attached a special pack to the belt that
I had been given to my costume, and it was set aside, with some wires
attached. They were then attached to sensors on my chest. At the same
time, I was in a changer that was surrounded by sensors, and a device
that I had designed. It should, as all of the energy was taken off,
take our separate DNA, and reform us in two other chambers as David and
Kayli. I walked around checking everything for the third time,
realizing that I wasn't as sure as I would have liked that this was
going to work. But, I couldn't let anyone else see that.
I got into the chamber, and laid down on the table. I didn't want
anyone to hear a possible tremor in my voice, so I merely nodded to
Hank. There was no way to do this a little at a time. It required all
or nothing. He simply pushed a button, and I felt a bit of a buzz, and
then a drain of strength. Okay, that was supposed to be happening, but
then the pain hit. I was suddenly screaming. I was being torn apart
again, and it felt as bad as when I became like this, or worse. I heard
Kitty yelling at Hank to turn it off. But, I knew he couldn't. That
would more likely kill me than anything else. Then, I finally,
mercifully, blacked out.
When I woke up, I realized I was back in my room. I looked at the clock
I had on the wall, which showed time, day, and date, and was shocked to
find I had been out for three days. I realized that my bed felt
different. In fact, everything felt different. I was pulled back the
covers, and realized I was wearing a strange nightgown. Then, I
realized that this wasn't David or even Pat's body. It was too small.
I began to realize, but I had to know. I got up and went into the
bathroom, and saw Kayli's face staring back. Crap, what had happened?
Was she in my body? I stumbled out into the hall, and Kitty, who was
just coming back to watching over me, came running up, and grabbed me as
I fell.
I said, "What happened? Where is my body?" She said, "Oh no, it's
worse than we feared. You're David?" I nodded yes." She said, "We
didn't know who you would be until you woke up. The problem is, that at
only Kayli's body survived the experiment. We're not completely sure,
but Hank thinks that your body's DNA is somehow part of the energy
field. Are you sure that it's only you in there?" I searched my mind
completely, but could find no trace of consciousness of Kayli, just some
memories floating around.
I said, "I have this really bad feeling that since she was comatose at
best in the combined body, that the shock of what happened here may have
finished her off. But, what does this mean? If my DNA is caught up in
the matrix, why did my consciousness separate? And, does this mean
that, one way or another, am I a girl forever?"
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