The Storytelling of Del'an

Disclaimers: I own ALL of the Tomorrow People. Roger Price lost his rights as they went off the air. The story is also mine. Enjoy...oh. (heh...I meant to say, I own *none* of the Tomorrow People...)  Teaser: Jade has a bittersweet realization about her Crush on Megabyte. 2017 - Note: Story has been revamped slightly, only to make it less clunky in my opinion. But it's mostly preserved as it is.  Feedback is welcome at gryph.bear@gmail.com 

Author's Note: WHEW. Finally this is finished. I foresee at least approximately 1 or 2 chapters to go before I actually complete this story. Thanks to my friends on FN for their help in resolving some of my difficulties! Onto the story! Chapter 12 Two minutes later, Grant had Vince slowly lay on his stomach onto the bed. He frowned as Vince wore a grimace of pain on his face while trying to get comfortable. Taking his cigar out of his mouth, he spoke gruffly. "Try to get comfy." He went to the nearest ashtray which was behind him on the dresser and tapped ash off his lit cigar. He placed it into the ashtray, turned around, and tried to decide how to start. Vince bit back a groan as he tried to find a good position for his arms and legs that took the pressure off his back. Vince winced slightly every time his back twinged with sharp pain, until he found the position that gave him very little trouble and stayed there.

Author's Note: Thanks to Bill for his help in getting the beginning parts started! I wanna give thanks to deathklat for his help on this as well! :) Also – Sorry for being a bit late. Enjoy! Chapter 11 Fifteen minutes later, Grant gathered their clothes for tonight's dinner, and bundled them neatly on the chair next to the tall sturdy dresser opposite the bed. He turned around, then leaned back against the wooden drawers. Grant exhaled softly, gazing around the room at the floor for something. "Mmm... now what? Ah. There's your sweats." He knelt halfway down to pick up the sweats, and tossed them to Vince. Vince caught them with one hand then wriggled his feet through the leg holes, with a soft grunt. He managed to get them halfway up his legs, then he glanced at the big bear turning around to rummage through the third drawer from the top. He held his breath as he was treated to the majestic sight of rippling muscle and rounded globes which were spread ap...

Author's Note: I could have sworn I posted it last night! Apologies to everyone who was expecting a new chapter then. Big thanks to deathklat and Kindar for his help with suggestions, beta-reading and the like. Chapter 13 Logan stood stupefied at the empty bed. Where the hell was Tad? Did I do something wrong? I was just teasing him... How did I scare him? I thought he was starting to relax with me... Logan flinched as a loud rapping came from the door, and Brenda's voice call out sharply. "Let me in!" He hurried to unlock and open the door to see her run in breathlessly.   Brenda caught her breath, took one look around, and ground her teeth in frustration. "Dammit. Logan -- you're coming with me. I know where he's gone." She made a beeline for Tad's pants, then dug out his keys and wallet. "I know where he's going."

Author's Note: Sorry for being a day late! Also - thanks to Kindar for all his help on refining this chapter! :) I'm going to be posting a singular chapter from now on until this story is caught up. Enjoy! Chapter 11 When Logan brushed by Brenda wordlessly, she froze, as she was swamped with his irritation. Closing her eyes, she took a moment to shake off the emotions after he left in his wake. She took a deep breath, then walked into the main area to greet Tad with a smile. "So, The sleeping beauty is awake at last! How do you feel?" Tad made a face at her then shrugged. "Ehh. I'm tired, but... I think I'll live." He glanced past her, feeling troubled. He didn't know why he had stopped himself from telling Logan the truth.  Brenda could sense that something had happened but courtesy told her to wait until Tad brought the subject up before prodding. Her power made it difficult for her to refrain from meddling into everyday matters, but h...

Author's Note: Continual thanks to  Kindar  for his beta-reading help! :) Chapter 7 Tad stood outside the large round metal doors leading to the Danger Room. Ororo smiled briefly, and pushed a button on the right side of the doors. They swooshed open. Ororo walked inside first. "Here it is." She gestured expansively. Tad followed behind her and the doors shut behind him. He stopped abruptly, his mouth open in shock. He saw a gigantic square room with a metal floor, wires, and what appeared to be metallic paneling adorning the walls. His voice was barely heard as he uttered, "Oh my god." He suddenly felt like he was in someplace out of a science fiction movie. .

Author's Note: Major Kudos to deathklat again for suggestions, and tips and help on the dream sequence. :) Big thanks to Kindar for being so kind to critique this before I submitted it to another site. :) Chapter 6 Logan walked hurriedly to his room - five doors down. He was trying to relax, but tension had coiled into his muscles after talking to Tad. He gritted his teeth as he threw the door open and nearly slammed it shut after him. He rubbed his face vigorously and snarled, smelling Tad on his hands. He abruptly wiped his hands on his pants in a futile effort to get them free of his scent. "Dammit. What has he done to me?"

Author's Note: Thanks to Kindar for his ever continuing help! Chapter 5 Ororo and Tad were in the kitchen, conversing in quiet voices. They had a frozen pizza baking in the oven, as Brenda wandered into the kitchen, led by her nose. Her tone was a mocking scorn, even though her eyes were twinkling with amusement. "Pizza? After the work I went to making your lunch!" Ororo chuckled, teasing Brenda by rolling her eyes. "Oh, just sit down. I just thought I'd take pity on him and make something simple -- my cooking is passable enough, but I don't feel like doing any tonight." Tad shrugged. They were feeding him -- at least it wasn't gourmet food, then he might feel a smidgen of guilt. Brenda glanced at him, but said nothing.

Chapter 11 Brent awoke gradually, not recognizing the place immediately. The first thing he registered was large furry arms were encircled around his chest. His mind was still fuzzy from sleepiness, and warm memories of the night washed over him. He faintly recalled sleeping with Grant, and his mind leaped into full awareness. Ordinarily he'd scramble out of bed realizing he'd done something horribly wrong, but this time -- he felt perfectly safe. There was a strange rightness about all of this. He never wanted to budge from this spot. He let Grant's heat seep into his body, warming his entire being. He felt the urge to piss. He mentally scowled in irritation. His bladder just had to pick this time to complain.