Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men. I wish I did.
Author's Note: Okay, so, I decided to finally write a sappy, happy ending story. Maybe. Most my stories being very upsetting and having a sad ending. I just like them that way. We'll see...
Anyways, it doesn't really go hand in hand with the comics, and I'm sure you'll see that as the story progresses. First chapter is kind've short. Sorry.
Chapter One - Ignorance
Sixteen year old Jubilation Lee bounded down the stairs. Her long, yellow, leather coat following her. The other students at Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters looked up at her, some of them snickering and talking amongst themselves. One of these students, well, now turned teacher looked over at the giddy girl. The red-head, barely a child herself at twenty-one, remembered a time when she was that happy to see someone like that. A smile crept onto her lips, as two strong arms reached around her waist. "Jean," a voice whispered into her ear. She turned her head around at the sound of her name, Jean, the absence of her last name. It was a relief for so many referred to her as Jean Grey. ...but Jean, simply fit her finely.
"Mr. Scott Summers," she whispered back, "I knew you were coming." She leaned up and quickly kissed his lips. Scott Summers, the man that had seemed to win her heart over, tame her.
"I told you to stay out of my head." He was referring to her powers of telepathy, the ability to read minds and such. Not that he had anything to hide. He kissed her back, as her kiss left his lips, he found himself wanting a bit more.
"I could smell your cologne. Its pretty strong," she teased. "I know to stay out of your mind." Jean turned fully around in his arms and stared up at him. "I can hardly wait until next Saturday." Her attention left his face as she turned back around and watched as a big, burly man swung open the mansion doors like they were nothing. He stalked into the foyer, acting as if he owned the place. "At least Logan is just in time for our wedding."
Scott half-smiled. "I'm sure he wouldn't miss it for the world."
Jean rolled her eyes. She knew Logan had been in love with her since he first layed eyes on her. It didn't take a pyschic to tell you that. "I don't know..." her voice trailed off. Scott just shrugged and held her tightly, knowing that at the moment Logan Howlett, the mighty Wolverine saw the embrace. ...but then Logan was wrapped in a tight embrace of his own. Jubilation had her arms around his waist, her face buried in his chest.
"Wolvie!"
Scott smiled slightly. That girl was to head over heels for a man that would never love her. How much Scott pitied Jubilation, known to most of the people at Xavier's school as Jubilee. The name fit her well. Jubilee was a jubilee of her own. She took every day as a celebration, she could even shoot pretty, little, sometimes dangerous fireworks from her hands. Jubilee.
You see, the students and teachers at Xavier's Institute weren't exactly your average humans. In fact, each person at Xavier's had a 'special' gift. Call it what you will. For example, Jean did not only read minds but also had the ability to move things with her mind. Scott, on the other hand, his gift came with a price. He could shoot laser optic blasts from his eyes, but he was unable to control it. He had to wear ruby quartz glasses to contain the blasts that formed in his eyes. If those glasses were removed, his optic blasts could destroy anything in sight, given his eyes were open. Another mutant, unable to control her power was one Marie Darkholme, more commonly known as Rogue. Rogue could take people's memories, thoughts, their identity, and powers if they were a mutant by skin to skin contact. Rogue had yet to control her power, thus she always wore clothing that covered up most of the skin on her body. There are numerous other mutants that attend Xavier's Institute, but we will hear more of them in the future.
For right now, two young adults are deeply in love. A love they believe will never fade and never get the best of them. How naive they are, to think like that. Sometimes it makes one wonder. The way they looked into each other's eyes. Who would know that betrayal would all as soon come into the mix? That maybe, if only Jean could see into the future, would she know that her wedding would not end on a very happy note? ...but my friend, ignorance is bliss.
Ignorance is what Jean and Scott's wedding was counting on, Logan's feelings, Jubilee's thoughts, Rogue's future.
Sometimes its best to know nothing at all.
