"So…....what do you want to do?" Byron asked Sasha.
"Oh, the usual," Sasha answered.
"You mean torturing humans and ruining their lives?" Priscilla enthused.
"Precisely," Sasha enthused.
Lady Desmonda sighed a sigh of despair. "But they’re so....so...wimpy. Can’t we do something that will challenge us?"
"Like what?" Ethan asked.
They sat in their usual meeting place, in the back of Lady Desmonda’s occult store. Ethan fidgeted at a desk in front of all the latest papers, scanning through them for things of interest, but nothing held his mind for more than a moment. Lady Desmonda stood and kept an eye on her store, looking for a customer or victim or both. Priscilla sat in old, ripped chair, while Byron paced the floor. Sasha was sitting on the floor cross-legged.
"Well, what’s going to be a challenge for a group of immortals like us?" Ethan inquired. "What’s new? What’s fun?" Byron paced the floor and paused over Ethan’s shoulder.
"Wait a minute, what about them?" Byron asked, pointing at the paper Ethan was reading.
"Who?" Priscilla asked.
"Excalibur?" Ethan pronounced. "Who are they?"
"Hey, I know them!" Sasha cried out. "They’re supposed to be a group of heroes! They’re mutants, though....."
"We haven’t done anything with mutants, really, at least not any heroes," Priscilla considered. "It sounds like fun."
"What are they in the paper for?" Lady Desmonda queried.
"Oh, apparently someone in their group just died recently," Ethan mumbled.
"Perfect!" Priscilla decided. "They won’t be expecting anything! They’re the perfect game! Oh, this will be so much fun!"
"Hmm.......Perhaps it will be," Ethan agreed. "Perhaps it will."
***
"Friday the 13th?" Illyana exasperated. "This is so....weird."
"Well, you’ll get used to it. You just hold onto that one for me, okay?" Kitty asked.
"Sure," Illyana decided. "What, uh, what ‘movie’ are you picking out?" Illyana wondered.
"I’m trying to decide between the one you’re holding and this one," Kitty said while she grabbed "Halloween" from the shelf. "Halloween, or Friday the 13th?"
"Now, these are holidays?" Illyana checked.
"Mm, yeah, they are. Halloween is an old holiday where they celebrated the dead, and Friday the 13h is a superstitious holiday where supposedly everything’s bad luck," Kitty explained.
"What movie do you have, Illyana?" Andre asked from behind her.
"Friday the 13th, I think," she responded. "Here." She handed it to him and let him hold it while he read the back.
"Ooo! Nightmare on Elm Street!" Kitty enthused. "Hold this for me, Illyana?" Illyana held onto it, confused.
"What are these ‘movies’ about, anyways?" Illyana wondered. "They don’t look to be nice movies."
"They’re horror movies. They’re supposed to scare you," Kitty said.
"Horror movies," Illyana repeated, trying to remember the phrase.
"I’ve picked out my movie!" Amanda Sefton said while walking over to her friends. "The Night Of The Living Dead!"
"Well, I guess we have enough," Kitty said. "Let me just see if I want anything else."
***
"What are we gonna do?" Byron asked, still confused.
"Look, Byron, we already explained it to you, just join hands quickly before we can’t cast the spell anymore," Priscilla ordered. "Hurry up."
They five of them sat in a circle with Ethan’s crystal ball in the middle. In the crystal ball, you could see the four members of Excalibur- Kitty, Illyana, Amanda, and Andre, figuring out what they wanted to rent.
"This is rich!" Sasha enthused. "They’ll never know what hit 'em!"
"It is a pretty good idea," Ethan agreed. "How did you think of it?"
"Well," Lady Desmonda said, "let’s just say I got it from a movie."
They laughed and joined hands, power sprouting from them, and suddenly the members of Excalibur disappeared from the video store.
"It worked!" Priscilla enthused.
"Okay, so what happened?" Byron asked.
"We just sent them away," Lady Desmonda explained. "We teleported them to different dimensions."
"Why? Where’s the entertainment in that?" Byron wondered.
"We sent them to the movies, Byron," Ethan explained. "Literally. We sent them each into a different horror movie."
"Oh," Byron understood. "That is.....pretty cool."
"Quiet, Byron," Lady Desmonda snapped. "The movie’s starting."
The crystal ball cleared, and there was Kitty Pryde, sitting in a house, all alone, wondering how the hell she got there.
To Be Continued
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