Disclaimer: The Super Beings Bureau,
Kyle, Pierre, Ms. Marvelous,Plant, and Controlla belong to
me. The Marvel characters obviously belong to Marvel.
The Super Beings Bureau was filled with the usual grumbles
and angry mutterings that super powered beings, forced to
wait hours sitting on hard plastic chairs, tended to emit.
It was music to Kyle's ears. Well, up to the point where the
irritated beings started to pound on him.
But, Kyle Stone could see no poundings in his immediate future.
Today, the 'Emergency Man' didn't seem to be needed. So, he
could enjoy the thunderous looks on the faces of the passing
spandex wearers without worry.
His smirk faded when Rogue passed before the open door of
his office. The woman was practically glowing with happiness.
One marriage certificate, and years of carefully cultivated
angst went down the drain. Kyle's expression brightened once
again as he realized that she'd be as miserable as the others
by the time she was finished renewing her licence.
And this time, he wouldn't be the one to get threatened.
Kyle's newly returned satisfied smirk disappeared once again
as the lights flickered. Holed up in his windowless office,
Kyle had almostforgotten about the storm raging outside the
relatively safe walls of the Bureau.
The lights wavered again before blinking out completely,
plunging the Bureau into darkness. Kyle tensed as his office
went dark, clutching at the side of his chair. A dark building
filled with irritable super beings was even more hazardous
than a lighted one.
Kyle didn't move. He waited for the lights to come back on
before venturing out into the halls. A long, claustrophobic
moment later, Kyle had to admit that the lights didn't appear
ready to come back on.
He stumbled to his feet and cautiously made his way towards
the door. He made it out of his office in relatively good
health and hesitated. The halls were as dark as his office
A dim red light filled the hall, and Kyle turned to see a
young woman with glowing eyes standing in front of the vending
machine. There were some benefits to working with super powered
Taking advantage of the light the young Thunderbolt was providing,
Kyle scanned the hall. Pierre, the 'Image Consultant' was
there, along with Rogue, the light providing girl-- Jolt,
Ms. Marvelous, and Plant Master 2000. Yet another reason to
hope that the power outage wouldn't last long.
They all looked at one another, worriedly. Finally, Ms. Marvelous
broke the tense silence. "The power is out!" she
gasped, her blue eyes widening in shock. "It must be
an evil plot -- courtesy of Controlla!"
Kyle rolled his eyes. As good as the woman looked in spandex,
she was still a moron. "It's the storm," he informed
"Why don't we get out of here?" Rogue suggested
calmly. "The elevators won't be working, but we can still
use the stairs." She looked around, searching for their
Pierre cleared his throat nervously. "We don't have
stairs." He looked ready to bolt -- one had to have good
survival instincts working in the Bureau.
"No stairs!?" Jolt gasped. "Why not?"
"It wasn't considered 'high tech' enough" Pierre
explained. He dropped down onto the floor and settled up against
a wall. "Which means that we're going to be here a while."
Kyle woke the next morning with frozen fingers and the biggest
crink in his neck he'd ever had. He looked around the darkened
hall they'd spent the night in and groaned. They were still
Rogue and Jolt were seated a short distance away from him.
The older woman was animatedly recounting one of the adventures
that she'd had with her team. She was far too cheerful for
an early morning, trapped environment.
Not to mention that she was ruining the usual mood of general
unhappiness and irritableness that permeated the Bureau. It
set Kyle's teeth on edge.
"I'm cold!" Plant Master 2000 whined for his position
next to one of the potted plants lining the hall. He did look
cold, Kyle allowed. The green leaves sprouting from the man's
head had frost covering them. "And hungry!"
"I can't do anything about the cold Mr--?" Rogue
"Plant Master 2000" the leafy man said proudly.
"But you can call me Plant."
"Ok, Plant. We may not be able to do anything about
how cold this place is, but we can do something about food."
Rogue gestured to the vending machine. She walked towards
it and drew her fist back.
"Your going to break it?!" Jolt protested.
"Would you rather go hungry?" Rogue inquired sweetly
as she sent her fist crashing through it. Candies and chips
scattered across the floor and Rogue casually swiped a bag
of Doritos. "'Sides, I'll pay for it later."
They all followed Rogue's example and chose a bit of junk
food. The hall fell silent again as they all focused on their
"It has been a total of three, long, cold, hunger filled
days!" exclaimed Ms. Marvelous grandly as she nibbled
at a Mars bar. "I fear that I cannot take much more of
Moron or not, Kyle had to agree with that assessment. He
was cold. He was hungry. And he felt ready to snap.
"I didn't want to suggest this prematurely," Rogue
said slowly, "but why don't we just break our way out?
I'll punch through a wall and--"
"Won't work," Kyle said shortly. "This is
the Bureau. With all you bad tempered powerful people
running around and breaking things, the building is specifically
"That's ok!" Jolt chirped, smiling reassuringly.
"Everything will turn out fine! We can't be in here much
longer." She looked around the room and the dull eyed
people. "Why don't we sing something?!"
"Lookee!" Plant mumbled, intently focusing on the
wall. "It's a bunny!" He wiggled his fingers around
over the flashlight they'd found in the guards desk, making
the image on the wall bounce around.
"Is not a bunny!" Ms. Marvellous said. "It
is a fox! How could you not see that!? It is a fox! A fox!
You hear me!?" Her tirade complete, Ms. Marvellous burst
out into tears.
"Bunny rabbit! Jump bunny, jump!"
I am going insane, Kyle thought as he stared at the
figure. He narrowed his eyes, considering. "No, it's
"We're going to get out of here today, I can feel
it," Jolt said from where she was slumped on a desk chair
she'd dragged into the hall.
"You've said that every day since this started!"
Pierre snapped. He ran his fingers through his hair and groaned.
"I need a shower! My hair is..." Apparently not
finding words enough to express the horror that was his hair,
Pierre settled for a shudder.
"Today is different!" Jolt insisted.
Kyle glared at the girl. There was a time for optimism, and
there was a time for utter and total hopelessness. This was
the time for the later.
"Shower..." Pierre was saying. "Warm, cleansing
Kyle shrugged slightly. The sink was good enough for him.
What he wanted was a change of underwear.
Kyle came out of the bathroom, a scowl on his face. "The
taps are frozen, and the toilets aren't working," he
informed his fellow sufferers.
Gasp. Wheeze. Gasp. Wheeze.
Kyle opened his eye and glared at Ms. Marvelous. Her chest
was raising and falling with every gasping breath she drew
in. And then came the inevitable wheeze.
Shut up! Kyle silently commanded the woman.
Gasp. Wheeze. Gasp. Wheeze.
His fists clenched and Kyle fought the urge to ... Well,
to do something to stop the woman's annoying intake of air.
Gasp. Wheeze. Gasp. Wheeze.
Jolt came hurrying down the dimly light by flashlight hall,
cradling something in her hands. "Guys, I found a battery
operated radio!" she exclaimed, flicking it on.
"The power outage is expected to last another five days,"
the news announcer stated. "Now why don't we listen to
some more music! Now for 'My Heart Will Go--"
"Shut it off, please!" Rogue gasped.
Jolt groaned and rubbed her hand against her cheek. "My
teeth hurt!" she moaned.
"Want an O Henry?" Plant asked, chocolate bar held
out before him. Jolt glared at him and Plant shrugged. "What?!
It's good!" he answered defensively.
Kyle woke the sound of Howard Stern's voice. They'd been
listening to the man since Jolt had found the radio.
"--big breasts!" he laughed.
"No more!" Rogue shrieked, pounding on the radio.
With a squeal, the man's voice stopped.
"Great! Now what are we going to do?!" Plant sobbed.
Kyle gasped. Had he been imagining it? No, there it was again!
The light! It was flickering back on!
"The lights!" Kyle screamed happily. He grabbed
Ms. Marvelous and planted a kiss on her cheek before pushing
her away and scampering through the hall. "The
The others took up his call and by the time security came
up to tell them that the elevators were safe to use, they
were all laughing and dancing through the hall.
"Well, after this experience," Kyle said as he
and his fellow storm victims parted. "There's one thing
I can say with certainty. I never want to see any of you again!"
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