thx Elm
John was waiting in line, for the person to check his ticket, then he went and boarded the plane. Then John began to think to himself right before he drifted to sleep. "I already, misse my family, I miss my brother and the power battles we had." John thought, then snickered a little. "I sure hope this trip doesn't take long." John sighed, and went to sleep, awaiting the trip, to the mansion.
~ok, well for now he's just goin there to like check in and stuff, and then meet the other mutants~
Finally John landed in his place of destination but had a hard time trying to get a cab, mainly because no one would give service to mutants, but finally he found a nice person whho would drvie him to the mansion.
Argyle walked into his room, not yet ready to fall asleep, but lingering on the line between awake and sleep. Since he had been gone, his room had been well decorated with all manner of weapons. Medieval swords, spears, and bows so strong only one with his strength could use them. He walked towards a ringing phone, feeling dazed. He answered the phone: <Argyle, your life is a comic book told online.> "Hmm that was weird," Argyle said as he hung up the phone. He went back to looking at the weapons. The phone rang again, with another familiar voice saying to him: <Argyle...you life is made up by people who created you in their image...> Argyle hung the phone up and felt dizzier. Just before blacking out he saw a man, blonde in hair, and garbed in noble clothes from the 1700's. "Soon Argyle.."
John looked at the person that had opened the door (argyle) and said," Hey man, i'm 16, and i'm not little." John then broke into a smile and said,"Just playin, with ya, my names John Slater, and i'm a mutant. I heard that this place was made for mutants like me. Could i stay here for a while?". John awaited the stranger's (Argyle) answer with eagerness.
Darrien was crawling on the ceiling, taking a peek around the corner as the others went ahead, he noticed some guards coming down the hall not far off from what he could sense with his precognition. "We are not alone, next hall way down there a couple of Lexcorp. guards..." he whispered down to Damien and Farscape.