Hello readers its amber here 4 the first time in almost a year now, if some of my fans who have read my bleach stories are here i'm so sorry for being gone for so long and I know that many of you are going to be unhappy with me for not finishing Feelings and Sex or A Healer's Touch and I'm sorry but the idea for this story just wouldn't leave me alone and I'm suffering writer's block with my Bleach stories.
To any new people reading this who haven't sampled my previous works just as a forwarning my stories are normally pretty fast paced and as many pf my readers can aclaim to my punctuation isn't always that good sometimes so bear with me please and I would love for you to give me your opinion on this piece here in either reviews or PM's good or bad I like to know what my readers think I simply ask if you have a problem with my fic to please tell me in a mature manner and give me your reason not just telling me It sucks.
And many of you die hard X-men fans like myself will notice my story isn't exactly like Marvel intendedvI like to keep my fics as close to the originals as possible but with my own twist to the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Beast or any other of the X-men and claim no rights to them they all belong to the wonderful works of Marvel Comics and we worship them for it.
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Cassie looked both ways holding onto Dylan's hand, the road was icy and in the middle of nowhere, her breath escaped her in puffs of white clouds. She was cold, tired, hungry, and on her wits end. They were running out of money, and will power. Dylan whimpered and leaned closer to her, his tiny hand holding onto hers pitifully.
"Hold on baby we're almost there." She reassured.
Her voice was hoarse and cracked; she sounded like a smoker who had smoked one too many cigarettes. Cassie tugged Dylan along the icy road carefully, she wasn't too keen on slipping and falling on her ass, Dylan clung to her like a barnacle to a whale.
Cassie jumped when the silence around them was broken by a loud honking of a horn. Cassie looked to her left and saw a truck barreling down the icy road from a hill, the driver honked his horn again. She could see him trying to stop but his tires only skated across the road. Cassie began to hurry to the other side of the road, Dylan tripped and slid behind her unable to keep his balance. He tripped and took her to the cold unforgiving ground with him, the truck blared its horn frantically once more. Cassie felt her heart pounding time seemed to go so slowly when in fact everything was happening in seconds.
Henry McCoy placed his glasses on the edge of his nose and began to peruse the newest science journal that had been mailed to the mansion, he laughed at the ideas and theories some of these men came up with on the whole mutant problem and he was impressed with some others. He never understood why it was humans as a whole normal and mutant alike could be so contradicting to one another. It was simply astounding how stupid the entire race could be, why was it some mutants and humans could be geniuses of their time and races, while others simply wanted to kill one another.
Hank jumped when the door to his lab was thrown open, Storm, Scott, and Logan came rushing in pushing a gunnery.
"Hank we need your help here!" Storm called frantically.
Hank jumped to his feet quickly, as a smaller darker shape dashed into the lab after the trio and moving bed.
"Look out!" Scott called.
Logan roared when suddenly the smaller mass leaped at him and, bit him? Hank hurried forward when Logan began cursing up a storm, he grabbed the creature and gently pulled, it let go and whipped its head around and hissed at him. Hank had the shock of his life at what he saw, the creature was a boy he looked to be around seven years of age. He was clearly a mutant, half his face was cover in jet black scales his left eye the side with the scales was that of a snakes' while the other was a warm brown. The scales stopped at the boy's hair line, the boy bared his teeth at Hank and Hank got an eye full of a mouth full of juvenile teeth plus two three inch long fangs. It wasn't the boy's reptilian features that shocked Hank, it was his human side. Hank knew this boy, but the last time he'd seen the boy he'd been completely human with dimples on both sides of his face not just the right side the human side.
"Dylan?" Hank gasped.
The boy's eyes widened in recognition, suddenly the fangs that had been bared at him were sliding back into the boy's mouth. The scientist in Hank was very curious about the whole thing, but the rest of him felt dread in the pit of his stomach as he feared what he would see on the bed.
"Cassie!" Hank cried when he saw her on the bed, battered and broken.
"You know her?" Logan panted as he held his arm while he gritted his teeth.
"Yes." Hank breathed setting Dylan down and approaching the bed with caution, not believing his eyes. He reached a hand out and brushed the hair out of her face, it had been cut down to her ears. It had been waist length the last time he'd seen her. Then the doctor in him kicked in as he realized the shape she was in, her forehead had a large bleeding gash on it, her skin was pale, her arm was twisted in an odd angle and her ankle was starting to swell up.
"I need the pain medicine from the cabinet and an IV." Hank said in a firm voice.
Getting ready for the grim job ahead of him, he hoped he wasn't too late.
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Hank sighed tiredly as he poured hot water in the mug with the Hot Chocolate mix, he turned and set it down in front of Dylan. "Here you go my boy a little something to help you feel better."
Hank watched as Dylan tentatively took the cup, he watched the child over the rim of his glasses. The boy was on the thin side and he was still wearing his coat, he'd reluctantly took his other coat off, a coat that was much too big for him and meant for a woman. A coat that Cassie had desperately been missing, Hank had noticed several disturbing things when he'd been cleaning and dressing Cassie wounds. She was thin gaunt almost, as if she was starving, her fingers had been close to becoming frost bitten if he was to judge and she had a rather bad fever. All in all something had happened something that had caused Cassie to flee her home with her nephew, if he was to guess he would say it had something to do with the boy's mutation. Hank looked up when the kitchen door swung open and Charles Xavier rolled into the kitchen. Dylan looked up his eyes darkened and the boy's long snake-like fangs slid out once more as he hissed at the dean. Hank stiffened for a moment afraid the boy would try and attack the older man, Hank watched as Dylan stilled and a look of confusion crossed his face. Hank watched as it shifted from confusion, to wonder, anger, fear, and finally sadness, it was clear the professor and Dylan were having a silent conversation. He was curious as of what it was being said, but if they wanted him to know they would have spoken out loud for him to hear.
"He can't." Xavier suddenly said, breaking the calm silence.
"Pardon me?" Hank asked for clarification.
"Speak." Charles said. The man motioned for Hank to step out into the hallway with him.
Hank followed Charles outside, leaving Dylan to sip his hot chocolate contently.
"The boy's mutation was like many of the students here, not a happy one. It was traumatic enough that he simply stopped speaking, even to Miss Hall. While the boy allowed me to look through his thoughts I noticed that your face came up quite a few times... your human face." Charles looked at Hank in question.
"Is it safe to assume that you are familiar with the boy and his injured aunt upstairs?"
Hank ran a hand through his mane slowly, finally he just allowed Charles access to memories that he'd held closer to him than his own research.
"Henry..." Charles said quietly sadness evident in his tone at what he found.
Hank opened his mouth wanting to say something anything, but then a crash sounded down the hallway. It was coming from the direction of the lab.
"I'll let you calm her down Henry, something tells me you are probably the only one who can at this point. I'll keep the boy from biting anyone else." Charles said turning his chair an heading for the kitchen.
Hank frowned as he remembered the way Logan's arm had looked after Dylan had bitten him, it had two small puncture wounds which oozed pus and liquid, his arm had swelled up and discolored for a few moments before the man's healing abilities had kicked in. Clearly the boy's fangs weren't just for show, his bite was truly worse than his bark.
Hank hurried down the hallway when he heard Logan let out a shout, he arrived at the scene to see Cassie taking a swing at Logan with a piece of metal. It was nothing more than a window prop to allow a breeze in the lab on a nice day, but it was proving to be an effective bat as Cassie took another swing at Logan when he tried to approach her.
"Whoa, lady calm down we're trying to help you." Logan said holding his hands up in a calming manner.
Cassie snarled at Logan and backed away from him like a wild animal.
Hank felt his heart twist she looked so vulnerable right now, her right arm was in a cast and she wobbled on her ankle, but refused to give up. Her skin was pale and her body thin, the gash on her forehead had been stitched and he'd wrapped a bandage around it. She was wearing nothing but a pair of hospital scrubs that he'd switched her dirty clothing for, Cassie growled like an animal once more and prepared to take another swing at Logan. Hank could see the man reaching the end of his rope.
"Cassie!" He called softly.
Cassie jumped at the sudden voice behind her, she whirled around and felt her head spin for a moment at the sudden movement. Her eyes came to a chest, she looked up and up and saw a man covered in vibrant blue fur, he made her think of a lion with the way his hair was framed around his face. He was huge taller than her, and his shoulders were a mile wide. Cassie met his eyes then paused as she noticed the half-mooned glasses perched on the end of his nose. She knew those glasses, she'd seen glasses just like those worn just like that worn by another man she'd know in the past, Cassie blinked then felt her stomach churn as she took a step away from this huge blue man and took another look at him. He was bigger than before but his face was familiar just with more hair, Cassie held her breath as she realized she knew that face, she knew those eyes, she knew him.
"Hank?" Cassie breathed in disbelief.
Hank looked at his hands feeling self-conscious, this had to be a shock to her. "Yes, its me Cassie."
Cassie blinked at him trying to figure out what was going on. "W-What happened to you?"
Hank couldn't look at her as he explained, afraid those eyes of her would show fear or disgust. "My mutation accelerated and became more apparent."
"Is this why you left?" She asked quietly.
Hank nodded. There was a tense silence he looked up when he heard her take a staggering step forward, expecting to see fear or disgust. Only to miss being brained by her window prop by a hair's breath.
"Cass-?"
SWISH
Hank dodged the metal pole of pain once more quickly, and again when Cassie took another swing at him. he finally met her eyes and was shocked to see she was crying, but she had a look of complete rage, he took a step back when she took an aggressive one forward
"THIS is why you left me, you left me at the fucking altar, BECAUSE YOU GOT HAIRY?" Cassie screeched.
Hank resisted the urge to cover his ears at how it hurt his sensitive ears. "Cassie wait calm down!"
SWING Went the pole.
"Where's Dylan if he's hurt in any way shape or form, I will skin your blue ass and make a fur coat Hank McCoy!" Cassie hissed with venom.
Hank dodged again and saw her stagger from the movement, he moved to help her only to have to move back as Cassie lifted the pole in a threatening manner. The bandage across her brow began to turn from white to red, the smell of blood filled his nose. She'd popped her stitches open, Hank had to stop her before she hurt herself even more.
Cassie squeaked when hank suddenly moved, his arm around her waist while his other hand grabbed the window prop, preventing her from braining him. It fell to the floor with a clang.
"Cassie I would never hurt you or Dylan, you know this. Now please calm down before you hurt yourself even more!"
Hank felt pain shoot through his jaw, Cassie had punched him with her injured arm, Cassie yowled in pain. Hank had enough he didn't mind being her punching bag he deserved it, but when she caused pain to her person that was when he drew the line. Hank placed a restraining hand on the back of her neck and pressed her to him gently but firmly, while the other hand slipped into his lab coat pocket.
Cassie squealed and shoved against him trying to get him to let her go, Cassie squeaked when she felt a sharp stab to her backside. Carefully Cassie looked over her shoulder and saw a needle in one of her butt cheeks.
Slowly Hank injected the sedative while his other arm held her to him firmly, Cassie looked up at him the sedative kicking in already. Hank's heart twisted when he saw tears fall from her already cloudy eyes. "I'm sorry Cassie I swear I'll take care of you." He promised.
Her head was foggy and her eyes were sliding shut slowly but surely. "Lier." She whispered more tears falling before she finally fell asleep.
Hank held her small damaged body carefully against his, he felt like a worm.
"Damn that was better than cable." Logan muttered quietly.
Hank had forgotten all about the other mutant, he'd been more concerned with Cassie than the other man. Hank growled and turned and walked away swiftly, holding Cassie's limp body being careful of her wounds, aware of the bandage on her forehead no longer holding back the wound there from bleeding. Some of it leaked down her face onto his lab coat breaking its pristine white color with its more aggressive red.
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