Knight to Queen, Takes Pawn
a Shadowcat/ Mutant X fan-fic
Writer's notes. This short, little fan-fic is based on the Mutant X
comic series universe and is in answer to one of Luba's fic requests.
The Mutant X universe, as you may recall, was one in which Murphy's Law
held sway. Everything went wrong or was reversed from the
'mainstream'.As always, thanks to Luba for beta'ing and all the rest.
Hope you enjoy it.
Life is like a game of Chess.
You're either on one side or the other of the board, one 'color' or the
other.
There is no middle ground. Not really.
And what you are on that 'board' determines how you move across the
'board' of life and how you are 'used'.
I should know, I've been all over the board.
On both sides.
And been most of the pieces.
Mostly I've been a pawn. A pawn of my bickering parents, a pawn of
Magneto's (although I at the time thought of myself as a Knight) X-Men,
and a pawn (or slave more correctly) of BloodStorm, the woman who'd
once been like a second mother to me.
I tried to be a White Knight and save her but failed and became her
Pawn.
The mortal servant of my undead mistress.
But then those chains were broken and I was set free across the board
to find a new position.
The X-Men were gone, out in the depths of space, and I had no desire to
return to Japan and my former mentor the Ogun.
I was uncertain.
Then I encountered Sebastian Shaw.
The Black King of the Hellfire Club.
We'd met in passing several times before as adversaries but had no real
contact.
Now we've had a great deal of contact indeed.
He brought me into his organization and while I started as a pawn he
made it clear that that could and would change if I proved myself an
asset and worthy of promotion.
So I did and so it proved to be true.
I devoted myself to Sebastian, the Hellfire Club and its goals with a
greater enthusiasm than I'd ever known before.
I would not be a servent again. I would be master of my own fate.
I used every skill I'd learned, every wile I possessed, without
reservation to rise through the ranks. Neither morals nor scruples
interfered with my task.
And I succeeded.
I stood at Shaw's side as his new Queen.
The Black Queen of the Hellfire Club.
Now I'm in England, gathering and placing new pieces on the chess board
of Britain.
One of those pieces lies sleeping beneath me on a bed of black satins.
Code name : Hotshot.
Real name : Pete Wisdom.
A mutant with the ability to fire plasma tipped beams of laser energy
from his fingertips, he was a special operative for Black Air, a covert
British organization tasked with defending the motherland from threats
beyond the norm.
I said 'was' because he's mine now.
He just doesn't realize it yet but he is, mind body and soul, the same
way I'm Shaw's.
By many of the same methods I became Shaw's.
My own little pawn moving to my direction.
Subtle directions at first, perhaps... but my directions.
Oh he'll still be a member in good standing with Black Air, defending
the realm. Still visit home for dinners with his proud father, loving
mother and quirky sister.
Still do what he believes is 'right'.
For now.
Like I once did.
But that will change for him as it did for me.
That's the way this world of ours works.
End