Dislaimer- I own nothing of the X-Men, All I own is a little ET figurine and half a pack of cigarettes.

Welcome back! I felt that I couldn't just end the series with Ire, so I started to write this little ditty. There was so much left untold in Wrath. What happened to Dom? What about Genosha? What about that machine Darryl was planning? I hope to answer all these questions and more with this story. I hope everyone enjoys this as much as they did Fury and Ire. Please continue to rate and review and give me ideas! I love them!

Some new characters: Juro and Gin, who you'll meet later, are products of another fan fiction I have. It's actually an Inuyasha fanfic, but I felt the demons from that particular manga are a lot like mutants in many ways, so I added them. Tell me what you think of them and I hope to have that story up soon.


"No regrets." The seductive voice whispered.

The image went fuzzy in his mind and then sharpened.

The voice turned to awe, "Can I touch them?"

He began to toss in the bed.

"I love you, too. I always have." The voice became softer.

Sweat glistened on his sun worn skin.

Her voice became calm and steady. "I trust you. All of you."

His arms began to thrash, knocking things off a table.

"I have to protect you… My family. I know what I have to do." She gasped.

The sheets tangled in his legs, as he kicked.

Her whispers rang in his ears. "It's snowing… Snow… always reminded me… of you."

His body thrust upward in the bed, his eyes wide in the darkness. He wiped the fresh tears from his face and swung his legs over the side of the bed. Shaky hands ran through his shaggy hair and he rose. Very wide pants adorned his legs and his long dark hair was loose around his stricken face. Going to the bathroom, he splashed cold water on his face and stared into the cracked mirror before him.

"Six damn months," he muttered.

A light came to his doorway and a tall Japanese man stood there holding a candle. At his eyes were two magenta tear drops and he had a long braid down his back. Muscles ripped under the shirt he wore and Celtic tattoos adorned his arms from shoulder to elbow.

"What is it, cousin?" He stepped inside the room. "The dreams again?"

"Yes, Juro."

"A man came for you today, while you were gone. Gin and I spoke with him."

"Who was he?"

"He was blue," Juro chuckled and set the lamp down. "Nice man. Called himself Dr. Hank McCoy. Said Xavier sent him."

"Yeah, he can stop them…"

"Do you want me to come?"

"No Juro. I won't involve you with this. You've been through so much already."

Juro smiled, sharp fangs showing. "I'm almost a thousand years old, cousin. I have only begun to


live."

May 10th… Six months later

"Charles… Welcome to Genosha." Eric Lehnsherr held out his arms in greeting. "I'm so glad you came."

Professor Charles Xavier exited the Blackbird with Scott, Jean, Logan, Rogue, and Storm behind him. He smiled at his old friend. "Thank you, Eric. I am happy to be here."

Storm looked about. "The island is beautiful."

"Thank you. I hope your stay here is pleasant. I want this to be a haven for our kind. A place they can be free from persecution."

"Seems you've achieved it." Rogue watched as their bags were taken away by a group of mutants. "I can't believe it."

"I've worked hard to make Genosha into what is now over this past year. I'm just glad you all came."

"Yeah, well we all needed a vacation." Jean smiled.

"Yes… I must say, I am still deeply saddened by your loss." Eric frowned. "Nicole was a gifted woman."

The group nodded at the mention of their lost friend.

"She's deeply missed." Xavier rolled forward. "But she would want us to keep on."

"Yes. I'm sure she would be proud of your efforts to keep the MRA from being passed." Eric led them inside his large home. "I have had rooms readied for you and arranged tours of the island this afternoon."

"Thank you," Xavier smiled.

"I am pleased to say that Genosha has turned out to be everything I had hoped. This is all I could have dreamed for and more."

Logan raised an eyebrow. "Are ya sure ya ain't got some hidden agenda, bub?"

Rogue elbowed him. "Don't listen to him, Eric. He's-"

"I know you don't trust me, Logan, but I hope that by the end of your stay, you will see I have changed. I am only trying to look out for my brethren."

"Whatever," Logan grumbled. "Just point me to the nearest gym."

"Of course. I have one in my home that you are free to use whenever you please."

"Fine."


Rogue lounged on a chair, tanning, as Storm read a book beside her. She exclaimed, "This place is amazing!"

"Yes… It seems to be all Eric promised it to be." Storm looked out over the deep blue ocean. Mutants, young and old, frolicked in the waves.

Rogue sighed, happily. "I so needed this vacation. Time away from the kids and teaching… I love it."

"Yes, it is a well deserved break. Why didn't Logan join us?"

Rogue rolled her eyes. "He's in the gym. He doesn't like to be idle. He doesn't understand the word vacation."

Storm chuckled. "Sounds like him… Have you heard from Dominic?"

"No, last postcard from postmarked from Japan. Logan thinks he's there, with what's left of Yuriko's family. Yuriko hasn't even really heard from him, except a two minute phone call when he got to Japan. Logan wanted to go to Tokyo and look for him, but I insisted he go on vacation with me. So Xavier contacted Hank. He's in Japan doing some work. Xavier asked him to try to locate Dom and check up on him to pacify Logan. I swear, he's worse than a woman when it comes to Dom."

"Logan worries a lot about his son."

"Yeah, too much sometimes. He seems to think Dom will be doing anything to kill himself and I assured Logan that it wasn't possible. Dom's survived a lot of killing blows and is still kicking." Rogue's voice dropped, "He only found one thing that could kill him and she's gone."

Storm took Rogue's hand and squeezed it. "Yes, but missed."

"Yeah. Especially Logan. He's gonna take this time off hard. It's almost been a year."

"She was like a daughter to him. It's only natural for him to mourn her passing so much."

Rogue's fists clenched. "It just wasn't fair. Phoenix had no right to use Nicole like that!"

"Nicole was willing. She gave her life, so we could live."

"I know, but-" Rogue choked. "She was so young and had so-"

"She knew what she was doing." Storm closed her book. "She cared for her family so much, that… she knew she would probably die."

"She shouldn't have been put in that position. If she had just stayed home then-"

"We all would have died and Blackhole would have destroyed the school, possibly the world."

Rogue was silent for a moment. "I kinda wish it had been me instead. I could have absorbed it."

Storm took her hands and looked the girl in the eye. "Nicole was the only one who could have done it."

Rogue nodded. "I just feel like I didn't do enough."

"We all feel that way. There is no way of changing the past. We can only live for the future that she gave us."

"You're right, 'Ro. She did give us a future."

"Yes, and if she were here now, she would want you to be enjoying yourself and not worrying over the past."

"Yeah, ready for a swim, 'Ro?"

"I'll race you to the water!" Storm rose and both girls rushed into the surf.


Jean walked through the busy market with Scott at her side. She stopped at a booth and was admiring some jewelry when Scott took her arm. "I really have to say, it's weird seeing Mystique just waltzing down the street and not having to worry about attacking her or her attacking me."

Jean smiled. "I know, weird, huh?"

"Times have really changed. I don't like not knowing who the bad guys are anymore." The sun reflected off his ruby-quartz glasses.

"Don't worry… There will always be bad guys." Jean squeezed his hand. "And we'll be there to stop them."

"Yeah, until then we definitely had some vacation time coming, huh?"

She laughed. "For a long time, yes. And this place is a paradise… And not just the scenery… You can walk around here and not have to worry about someone calling you a freak or trying to hurt you. This place is amazing."

"I'm just shocked that Magneto was the one to build this place."

"You aren't the only one, but he does believe in the idea of homo superior. This is exactly what he wanted." Jean waved a hand about. "A place where mutants are the ones in control."

"Yeah, well if this gets out of hand, it'll be a lot of work to fix things."

"I hope it doesn't come to that." Jean gave him a reassuring grin. "Now let's go in that store back there. I saw some things that Evan and Anna would love."


"The dreams keep coming, so I've stopped sleeping or at least not long enough to reach REM. I can hear familiar things in unfamiliar voices, but I can't see anyone. So now, when I nod off, I just wake myself up again, because I don't want to dream. Can't you get me some kind of a pill to stop them?"

Hank turned to face the young man before him. "There are such medications to suppress dreams, but such pills may do substantially more damage to your health."

"Do you think I'm worried about my health at this point?

Hank nodded. "I see… You know… Sometimes dreams are a way of our subconscious trying to help us comprehend things… Trying to aid us."

"I don't care. I don't need help."

"I see… Then why did you come to me?"

He slammed his fist down on the desk, splintering the wood. "Because I want those fucking pills!"

Hank rose and glared. "Calm yourself, young man!"

He snarled. "If you won't help me, then I'll find someone who will."

"You cannot help someone who is resistant to the help offered!"

"I told you what help I needed, Hank. I need those pills."

Hank took a deep breath and sat down. "I'll see what I can do… I warn you now… They will not work forever."

"Then I'll find something new. Electro-shock treatments, a full frontal lobotomy, whatever works."

Hank sighed. "Remember, an overdose of such pills can be fatal."

Hank watched as the man he had once know as Fury rose and went to the door. Dom stopped at the door and spoke low, "I've only found one thing that can ever kill me, doc… and she's dead."


"It's hard to believe it's been a year." Logan was sitting on his bed, looking at a foldout frame in his hand. "I still can't believe you're gone kid."

One photo was of Rogue, him, and Nicole, after her college graduation. Both were all smiles and he had his arm around her shoulders. The other was of Dom and him, watching a hockey game. Both were glaring into the camera, and each had a beer in the hand. He folded the frame and put it back in his bag. Going to the door, he opened it to find Xavier.

"Hello Logan."

"What?"

"Care to join us for dinner?"

"Whatever." Logan passed him and headed down the hall and to Rogue. "Let's go. We're going out."

"Why? I thought we were eating here-" she followed him.

"I want to eat out. I just want to be with you."

"Logan." She grabbed his arm. "What's wrong?"

He cupped her face. "I just want to spend tonight with you. I… I just want to be with you."

She wrapped her arms around his neck. "I miss her too, sugar, but she would hate to see you like this."

"Please darlin'-"

"Let's go. There was a nice little café by the beach." Rogue kissed his cheek. "We'll go there. Let me go tell the others."

He nodded and left. Rogue went to the dining room and to the Professor.

"Yes, Rogue?"

"Logan and I are going out for dinner. He's not feelin' too sociable tonight. Sorry."

"That's perfectly, okay. Everyone is having a tough time this month."

Jean spoke, softly. "It'll be worse tomorrow."

"What's tomorrow?" Mystique asked from her seat near Magneto.

"It'll be a year… A year since Nicole passed." Xavier informed.

"A shame such a young, powerful life was wasted." Mystique shook her head.

Rogue nodded. "Yeah… We'll see ya'll later, okay?"

"Of course. Enjoy yourselves," Xavier stated as she left the room. She went outside and met Logan.

Taking his hand in hers, she smiled. "Let's go, sugar."


Jubilee opened the fridge and rummaged through, trying to find a meal. "What the hell? Eww! Molded cheese? Kitty! You didn't clean the fridge out again!"

"Sorry!" Kitty yelled from the other room where she was playing with gavin, Domi, Evan, and Anna.

Remy looked up from the paper he was reading. "Is da Kitten slacking again, chere?"

"Yes… Too busy watching the rug rats… Jesus… Would it have killed Logan to buy something other than beef jerky and beer when he went shopping?" Her head disappeared in the fridge. "He could have at least gotten good beer."

Rising, she closed the door and someone stood on the other side. She screamed and dropped the bottle in her hand and it shattered. Remy was on his feet in an instant, a blazing card in hand.

"Jesus! Do ya have to sneak up on me like that, Aiko?"

Aiko shrugged. "Sorry. Anything to eat?"

"Beef jerky."

She rolled her eyes. "Logan been shopping again?"

"Yeah, we have beer and jerky. Take your pick."

"I guess I'll just eat some-" Aiko's cell phone began to ring. "Hold up."

"Boyfriend?" Remy grinned as Aiko rolled her eyes.

She flipped the phone open. "Konichiwa?"

"They won't stop." A voice rasped.

"What?" Aiko asked. "Who-"

"The dreams, they get worse… Every time I close my eyes… I didn't know who to call, little one."

"Dom-chan? What's wrong."

"I haven't slept in ten days… I think the record is eleven… I'll beat it…" he laughed and stammered. "I-I need Xavier… Where-"

"He's in Genosha, Dom. What dreams? Why haven't you-" The line disconnected. "Dom? Dominic?"

Jubilee stared at her. "What's up?"

Aiko closed the phone. "I dunno… He sounded weird. He said he hasn't slept in ten days and something about dreams… He asked for the Professor."


Dom walked down the terminal from his plane as the stewardesses greeted him. One with gills gave him a packet of papers and a bright smile.

"Welcome to Genosha!"

He grumbled and walked barely glancing at the pamphlet on Genosha she had given him. He had heard about the country over six months ago, but never ventured to see it. All his time was spent searching out his family in Japan. The place seemed to be all it was promised.

Reaching into his pocket, he produced a bottle of pills and downed two and then two more from another. His appearance was more than unkempt. His T-shirt and jeans hung off his thin frame, and his eyes were sunken. Dark circles were under his bloodshot eyes, and his breathing was fatigued. Even lack of sleep wore on someone with regenerative powers.

As soon as he got outside, he lit a cigarette and took a deep drag, relishing in the smoke. He left the airport and stared up at a statue of Magneto. He shook his head and headed for Magneto's home. He banged on the front door with his fist and Mystique answered.

"Well, hello." Her eyes widened at his appearance. "What do you wa-"

"Xavier, where is he?"

Xavier approached behind her. "Hello Dominic."

Dom pushed Mystique to the side and grabbed him by the lapels, lifting him. "Make them stop. Make the dreams stop!"

"Put him down, Dom!" Scott ordered.

Xavier stared at Dom, I know you are troubled. Calm yourself and I will help you as best I can.

"You have to make it stop. I can't sleep. I can't eat. I can barely function. The dreams have started coming, even when I'm awake. The pills barely work anymore." Dom sat him back down. "I feel like I'm going insane."

"I see. Come with me, Dominic and I'll try to help you."

Rogue stared in awe as Dom followed Xavier. "My God. What happened to him?"

"He's crazed!" Mystique exclaimed. "Her death obviously drove him over the edge."

Logan stared after his son in shock. He had never seen his son like this. Dom looked horrible, worse than after the Fort Future nightmare. He made a move to follow them and Rogue's hand on his arm stopped him.

"Let them go, sugar. Let the Professor help him."

"It's not her death that he's taking badly, but the dreams that followed," Xavier explained to the group hours later. "He said it started six months ago, after he reached Japan. He started having dreams where voices would speak to him, saying familiar things that Nicole used to say, but they weren't in her voice. Then the dreams grew steadily worse. He started seeing her, engulfed in flames and chains, but speaking to him. Then it wasn't her anymore, but Phoenix tormenting him with her death."

"Anima sola." Magneto murmured. "Religious icons depicting a woman bound in chains and flames."

"Dear God." Jean put a hand to her mouth. "That's horrible."

Xavier continued. "He stopped sleeping after that and found he was only able to find peace by taking short cat naps, to which he didn't reach REM. Then the dreams still came."

"That's impossible. He can't dream when he's not in REM," Magneto stated.

"I know. He said he hasn't slept in eleven days. The only thing keeping him alive is his mutation or his body would have shut down. What's worse is the dream suppressants he's been taking have almost stopped working and the visions come when he's awake." Xavier laced his fingers together. "It's driving him crazy."

"What could be causing the dreams?" Rogue asked.

"Grief? Guilt?" Jean crossed her arms. "Her death seems to have taken quite a toll on him mentally."

"So are you saying that my son is crazy?" Logan asked.

"No, not at all. I'm just saying it's messing with his mind. Maybe we can block the dreams from the inside, without using the pills. Who in the world supplied him with dream suppressants?"

"I'm afraid that was Hank's doing. He called and told me that Dom came to him about a week ago and demanded the pills, so he tried to help him." Xavier sighed.

Dom came to the door, staring into space and they all turned to stare at him. "I dreamed again… but I was wide awake."

"What was it about?" Rogue asked.

"The same thing. She's on fire and screaming." Dom's eyes shifted to Rogue. "This time she screamed my name."


Aiko, Kitty and Jubilee sat on the couch watching television as a storm raged outside the mansion. Bobby, Piotr, and Remy were playing pool a few feet away from them. The girls had put the children to bed and decided on some down time while it stormed.

"I hate rain." Jubilee grumbled.

"Yeah, but without the rain, there is no rainbow." Piotr lined up his shot. "It'll end soon."

Aiko stared out the window. "Storms make me think of Dom."

"Really? I think of 'Ro." Jubilee took a drink of her soda.

"The thunder and lightning… He used to comfort me when I was little and it would storm. I was scared of thunder and he told me it was the souls of our loved ones calling out to us."

Kitty laughed. "That sounds like him. What is that, Japanese legend?"

She shook her head. "No… He just said that."

The group was silent for a moment until Kitty spoke again. "When I was little, I thought it was dinosaurs stomping around heaven."

Coke spurted from Jubilee's nose. "What!"

Kitty blushed. "I was eight. I didn't know any-"

"FIRE!" Someone screamed and a kid ran into the room. "There's a fire outside!"

The group raced outside and towards the graveyard, where the grounds were ablaze. The rain drenched them all, yet the fires still burned. Bobby used his powers to douse the flames and they moved closer to see the ground torn apart.

"What the hell happened?" Jubilee asked and gasped. "Nicole's grave."

The ground was up-heaved and the grave was disturbed. Her tombstone and angel were smashed and the coffin lay smashed and empty.

Tears came to Aiko's eyes. "They desecrated her grave! They took her body!"