ALRIGHT!
I know that I had started a fic on here dealing with Bane and an OC, and I know that I didn't get far into that, and I know that I left a lot of you guys hanging in regards to that story. And I just want to say that I'm super sorry for that! I really am. I want to go back to that story. I want to finish it for you guys, but I'm not going to promise that I will. It was a hard one to write and I was dealing with personal stuff as well as working on my own book. Soooo...it got put on the back burner, and then I just stopped working on it.
If I don't finish that story, I can at least post the scene that they were supposed to have. That's if you guys want that. Lol. I honestly feel kinda pervy for asking if you guys want that but...well...whatever.
I'm not currently working on my own book. I'm not working on school work. So I'm hoping that I can devote as much time to this story as possible. I've been mentally drooling over Sabertooth for months now. I finally decided that I needed to get this/him out of my system. So now here we are.
I'm going to try and post once to twice a month. I know that's not super often, but...well...that's all I can manage at the moment.
The story is going to start off a little rough. But eventually it should pick up and even out. Fingers crossed.
Akemi felt like a child.
It had been a very long time since she'd sat on the floor between someone's legs while they fiddled with her hair. It reminded her of her grandmother, and that unsanded wooden floor that she'd sit on while she'd wince and whine at the kinks being yanked out of her mane of hair. She shivered involuntarily, disgusted with her own past. The happy memories never came without the unhappy ones, and in that moment she was thankful for the towel that separated her shoulders and Jubilee's legs. They were friends and all, but the last thing she needed was for her mutation to act up, and for Jubes to get a glimpse of the shadows in her mind.
Akemi drew her knees into her chest and sighed, wincing at the burning that was starting at her scalp. Luckily for her, Jubilee's floor was carpeted and soft, and she wasn't as heavy handed as Akemi's grandmother used to be. But still, Akemi eyed the desk chair that was holding a large pile of clothing. The chair would have been more comfortable.
"We couldn't have used the chair?" She finally asked.
"If I knew you would complain this much I would have taken you to get your hair done by a professional." Jubilee replied.
"If I knew you were going to make me sit on the floor, I would have gone to a professional." She reached up with intent to scratch her burning scalp, but Jubilee popped her hand.
"There is bleach all over your head! You can't scratch!"
"It burns!"
"Well that's what happens when you bleach your hair."
Akemi huffed. "Well, are you almost done?" She wanted to get up and stretch her legs. She also wanted get a look at herself in a mirror. Jubilee's hair was always pretty, but she was afraid that she'd let her younger friend ruin her head.
"I am on the last section."
The two sat in silence while Jubilee combed the last bit of bleach into her head.
"Okay. We're done. Do NOT mess up my good work. Just leave it there for an hour—"
"—an hour?!"
"—and then we'll rinse it out and put some super funky colors in there!"
Jubilee secured a plastic cap over Akemi's head and let her get up.
"Standing feels so good!" Akemi stretched and poked at the plastic cap. "You said this wasn't going to take long."
"No. I said it shouldn't take long. I didn't count on your hair being so long and thick. You don't even know how many packs of bleach I went through." She help up four packets and then tossed them in the trash. "It's gonna be worth it, Mi-Mi. You said you wanted a drastic change, and trust me when I say there is nothing more freeing than changing your hair. And since you didn't want to cut it, this is the next best thing."
Akemi looked at herself in the mirror. She could already see her edges beginning to lighten. "What color should I put in after this?"
"Pink. Ooh, or blue. What's your favorite color?"
Akemi shrugged. "I don't really have one."
"Well I have a favorite color, and it's pink. So we are putting pink in your hair!" She beamed. "Now pop a squat, because we are going to watch some tv while we wait for your hair to fry."
Akemi has just gotten comfortable when the bedroom door flew open. Rogue walked inside and she slammed the door behind herself. Her eyes were bugged and her hands were fisted at her side.
Jubilee was the first to get up. "Jesus Marie, you scared the shit outta us. What's going on?"
Marie stood there shaking her head. Tears started to well in her eyes.
Akemi stood up too. She snapped her fingers in front of the girl's face. "Marie? Say something. What's wrong?"
"He's here." Her words were forced from her mouth.
"Who?" Jubilee asked. "Who's here?"
"Sabertooth…" Marie's eyes got impossibly wider. "He's here."
Jubliee's mouth fell open. She was moving around the room in a hurry. "Does the Professor know? Does Logan know?!"
Akemi stood there watching the two, completely confused. "What the fuck is going on?"
Jubilee was trying to put on clothes, trying and failing. "Marie and Logan, when they first met, were almost killed by this guy. And then later on he kidnapped her again and she died. She literally died and Logan somehow brought her back."
Akemi didn't seem as fazed. "This place is a fortress. If he's here there is no way he'll leave here alive, right? I mean, I can barely pass level one in the Danger Room."
Jubille scoffed. "Ever heard of the Boogeyman?"
Akemi scoffed back at her. "Of course I have."
"Well this guys is the Boogeyman. He's also Michael Meyers and Jason Voorhees. He's Freddy fucking Kruger. He's every single nightmare you've ever had rolled into one."
Akemi licked her lips nervously. "Okay. Okay. Well what do we do?"
"Nothing," Marie said softly. She was still staring off into the distance.
Jubilee shook her. "Snap out of it! We've got to sound the alarm." She ran to the door and as she flung it open, she stopped because the door opposite hers was open too, and its occupants were staring into the hallway.
Marie edged closer to the door, and finally so did Akemi. Every door in the hallway was open, and every single person was crowded in their doorway watching as Professor Xavier rolled down the hallway trailed by Ororo and a tall blonde haired man that Akemi could only assume was Sabertooth. She watched him as he walked, tall and wide, he was man made purely of muscle. The Professor stopped, but Ororo and Sabertooth kept walking.
"Everyone should be in bed," the Professor said politely. "There are plenty of you who have tests tomorrow." His eyes singled in on Marie. "Everything will be explained tomorrow." He continued moving down the hallway until he disappeared from sight, and Jubilee retracted into her room and softly shut the door.
"What the fuck is going on?" She hissed.
Marie was moments from fainting. "We can't do anything because the Professor let him in."