A/N: Hi guys! This is my second x-men fic, but I really really hope to finish this one! All the characters and whatever names you hear in this story belong to Marvel, well except for people I make up!
This whole thing is based on a song called Something to Sleep To by Michelle Branch, it's so good, so go and download it ASAP!
As for the story, just think of this as a preview of what is to come... You don't want to know how long this took me to write. It's all about time, and I don't have any. So, really, if you want more... you won't be getting it soon because I take a lot of time to write anything. But please review, the more reviews the more inspiration I get. Thanks!
Hey Lee! Short, bright, Jubilee walked towards Tom Weilding. Her black hair shone as much
as it could, in the dim light that the clouds let through. Jubilee was his light, she was like his
mentor. Helping him through life was a frequent occupation for her.
Everyday, she ceased to amaze him. Today, she wore a flashy red dress with matching shoes.
Her hair was curly and bouncy on the ends, in harmony with her attitude. Or her tude, as she
liked to call it.
Jubilee was chewing pink bubble gum, a huge wad that barely fit into her mouth. Her occasional
bubbles, even in meetings, were what kept her her job. Jubilee was the offices' booster, she was
their ray of sunshine.
Hi, Tom! And how was your weekend?
Good, good. Yours?
Eh... Not so good. Well... I'll be up there. Come up soon, we need to go over those
documents with Mr. Whitney.
Thomas Weilding nodded Jubilation Lee off as she slowly made her way into the elevator.
Jubilee, or Lee', as he liked to call her, continuously tripped as she made her way to the elevator.
Tom took a couple of more puffs of his cigarette, and then threw it to the ground. Damn job...
he muttered. Digging his hand into his pocket, he drew out a mint. Popping one into his
mouth, he settled against the brick wall. He watched the cars pass along the street, people
get out of their cars and wave, and rain fall to the ground. Tom shuffled his feet, he was
definitely procrastinating and hoping he wouldn't have to go in this morning. I wish I would
never have to work in this place ever again.'
Sadly, he received his wish.
***
Blue, green, red, pink, YELLOW.... Sensation.... Flying? I'm flying! Pain.... What is that sound?
OH man! Gravel? Explosion, cigarette, big noise. Too much noise, ohhh my head hurts.
Flying? Again? Whiteness.
***
Thomas Weilding rocketed off the brick wall where he had been standing. Colors blinded his
eyes, he couldn't see what was happening or where he was going. He crashed five feet away
from the brick wall, slamming into the gravel that lay before him. Tom's face was smashed in, it
was bleeding and torn. He was a faceless man. Tom Weilding was also a dead man.
But this story isn't about Tom Weilding, it's about the girl who caused the atomic explosion that
took place in Mr. Whitney's law office on that rainy afternoon. Her name is Jubilation Lee,
and she is a mutant. Presently, Jubilation, which most people call Jubilee, is an emotional wreck.
Her body has not one scratch on it, while her coworkers and friends lay before her very eyes.
Only a few seconds before, she had run around the office in a crazy frenzy checking everyone's
pulse. Jubilee was more than shocked to say that they were all dead... because of her. Her legs
collapsed beneath her, she fell into the rubble. Everything around her was glistening from the
rain.
The top of the building had been blown off, but the rain seemed to pass her by. The only thing it
hit were the ashes surrounding her. The rain seemed only to miss her, and not by mistake.
Sharp rocks, stabbed into her back, but she couldn't feel a thing. The only thing she felt was
nothing. Tears streamed down her cheeks, a free flowing river that was not stopping anytime
soon. Jubilee couldn't see it at the moment, but her tears in fact were not normal tears. Random
colored tears leaked from her eyes, occasionally changing color.
She had hurt her friends. No, she had killed her friends. The tears kept on coming, but she did
not just sit there. Jubilee crawled over to one of her friends. Christine... Christine had four
kids and a husband. Jubilee lay upon Christine's charred remains. Barely anything was left.
Christine was mostly ash. Christine... Oh, no. Christine... Jubilee sobbed onto what
seemed like Christine's chest, yelling her name over and over.
The sobbing wouldn't stop, but Jubilee didn't care. She wanted to cry forever, until nothing in
the world was left. There was a burning sensation like no other in her chest. It willed the tears to
go on, to continue and never stop. Frustration, guilt, anger... emotions she didn't feel, but were
there at the same time.
Suddenly, gusts of wind swirled above her. Jubilee's hair whipped from the sudden coming of
the sharp winds, but she couldn't even look up. Nothing in her body wanted to move, not her
legs, arms, only her tears were able to move. They flowed down her cheeks, falling like the rain
drops. Her hands grasped the remains of Christine's body, but nothing was there. Ashes
slipped through Jubilee's fingers like sand. She wished it was only sand, that this awful day had
never happened. The sobs continued on, echoing off the partial walls that were left standing, but
there weren't many of those. The only sound she heard was the jet. Nothing else in her mind
was comprehensible. The Blackbird landed only a few feet away. Bodies seemed to crunch
under the Blackbird; and that, Jubilee did hear. She could no longer face reality. Her mind
became nothing for right then, her sobbing hysterics got the better of her.
Jubilee could feel the death that surrounded her. Like spiders, people began to crawl on her, they
bit her. They pulled her hair, tore apart her skin, and scratched her eyes. But the only person
doing this was Jubilee herself. Her sobbing stopped.
Jubilee covered her ears and screamed into her cupped hands. Her screaming wouldn't stop, she
began to scream nonsense, no comprehensible words formed from her mouth. Her blue eyes were
bloodshot, her hair messed.
Jubilee couldn't see any longer, her eyes were shut and her hands were clasping her head
protectively. She could hear sirens and all sorts of voices. Hushed tones, soothing tones. But
they were anything but soothing. They were hate, and nothing that she wanted to hear. Jubilee
felt her body being lifted into he air, she struggled to get free. Kicking, punching, fighting with
everything she had in her entire being. Jubilee kicked with her heart and nothing else, she kicked
and kicked until her legs wouldn't cooperate any longer. She wanted to stay in the office, she
wanted to wallow in guilt. Her heart and everything in it, was telling her to stay there. But the
people who were lifting her wouldn't let go. Her arms began to flap helplessly, her feet flopped, but she still screamed. Nothing would stop that screaming, until...
The world began to fade, spots of color blinded her. She could feel a presence in her mind that
she hadn't felt in such a long time. And even if she didn't know it, it brightened her heart... to
know someone was there.
Maybe... you should give into the calmness of your family.' It wasn't her thinking any of this,
but the words were so soft, they couldn't be mistaken any longer.
But too soon, this presence was ripped out of her mind. There wasn't a reassuring tone any
longer. Even the black that was starting to surround her was scary. And this scenario was all too
familiar to her. Too many times, everything was suddenly taken away from her. This was
happening all over again. It was the same way every time. And again, there was nothing that
Jubilee could do.
Before she gave up entirely, Jubilee opened her crystal blue eyes wide open. The people that
looked down at her, were nothing to sleep to anymore. Knowing that their kind words had and
would be ripped away again made her terribly sad, much more sadder than she had ever been in
her life. She didn't have a family. She didn't have friends, because she had killed everyone single
of them. When Jubilee began to cry this time, it was silent and filled with agony of the heart.
She wanted something to sleep to, and she would never have that, not as long as she looked
beyond anything that was visible. She so desperately, wanted something to sleep to. Something
to sleep to.....
***
Mutants should be free Caro!
But their animals!
You don't even know, you don't know what it's like for us. You don't live every day out there.
You are never persecuted for having something you can't control!
Anger. There was so much anger.
You? You're a mutant too? They all deserve to die! You deserve to die. You're, you're a
monster! I hate you!
Anger. And it all just exploded.
Monster. Your a monster. Monster... Monster... Monster... Monster......
I HATE YOU! ALL OF YOU!
DON'T TOUCH ME! CARO, STOP IT! LET GO OF ME!
I HATE YOU!!! You're a disgusting filthy ani-.
***
CARO!!!! Caro! W-where? Where am I?
The darkness swarmed around her. Blackness swallowed her whole. Jubilee couldn't see, she
couldn't think, all she could do was panic. She kicked the cotton blanket that had laid on top of
her body. The blanket caught around her feet, trapping her. Jubilee whimpered, she didn't know
what had happened.
Jubilee? You're in the X-mansion. It was Jean. Jean Grey. Jean Grey, Jean Grey... Jean
fucking Grey.
N-no! NO, I can't be here. I need to get back, let me go home!
Jubilee, listen to me. You need to calm down!
No Jean, you need to listen to ME! I can't be here right now, I can't put you guys into danger!
Look at me! Just freakin' look at me!
I'm looking Jubilee. And I see a beautiful young girl that needs some help. We're your family...
why won't you let us help you?
You don't understand, she said. Her throat was starting to tighten, but she was willing herself
not to start to cry. Jubilee clutched the bed that she lay upon. Oh, and she was trying
just so hard, not to cry, but she couldn't help it. I killed them! I-I killed them all... Jean
reached over to her, to hug her. Don't touch me... don't touch me, Jean. I'm not a little girl any
more.... I am nothing but a killer. I'm worse than Magneto.