Authors Note: A very short P.O.V. of Stacy's that takes place immediately after the events in Uncanny X-Men issue #412.
- My Idiot Angel -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- Rated G -
His name's Warren Worthington III.
He was once called Death and Archangel.
But he used to be called Angel.
I've gone so fond of him since I first 'joined' the X-Men. He still is a little judgmental, but it feels like he's loosened up a bit since our first encounter.
Who would've thought that I'd fall for someone like him, huh?
During our last mission I almost thought I had lost him. The memory of cradling his head is still fresh in my mind. I was scared for my life that the Juggernaut was gonna kill us all, especially since our leader, Warren, wasn't breathing.
It turned out that Juggernaut had asked us to come to the island to help his friend, Black Tom Cassidy, who was freaking out or something. Before we could do much we were captured...the memory of Warren being pulled into the ground so violently is fresh in my mind, as well.
The next thing I know all of us are struggling to break free of touchy-feely Tom, who looked more tree then human. I almost thought were we goners, but thankfully Bobby and Kurt had helped me break free so I could help them save the day, thanks to my pheromone-based powers.
When I had weakened Tom badly enough there was some sort of feedback or something, cause the next thing I know Warren's hair has grown long and his skin turned from blue back to it's original white.
I never noticed how nice he looked. Then again, black was my favorite color to begin with anyways.
"You know, Warren, you never answered my question." I had said to him said, helping him up after he had broken free thanks to Bobby and myself "About what the X-Men do."
"No. I guess I didn't." he had said, pain slightly evident in his voice.
He smiles at me, and I that was when I noticed how nice he looked. "We help people, Stacy. That's all."
"That's enough." I had said, "I mean, you saved my life...at the expense of your arm and leg. You almost died."
The next thing I know I was closing my eyes, so close to kissing him, when he had suddenly interrupted the moment.
"What are you doing?" he had asked, almost amused at the face I must've been making.
"Nothing! I-I-" I replied hastily, hoping to somehow recover some of my dignity.
Then there was a big explosion, and um, the 'bell' saved me, so to speak. We had escaped, blah blah blah, recruited a fish boy to the team, and currently the Juggernaut is staying with us for a while at the mansion to recuperate since his powers have diminished, so...yeah.
I wonder what it would have been like to kiss an angel like him. I bet it'd be all nice and warm and loving, instead of all cold and needing and rough like past clients of mine.
Maybe he's scared of getting close to another person. I heard his last girlfriend was killed...her name was Psylocke I think...
I wonder if there's going to be anything between Warren and myself.
I kinda hope so, even though he brushed me off.
Which is why I call him my idiot angel...
I mean, come on, he brushed me off!
Me! Stacy X! The sexiest member on the team!
Sigh.
- The End -
As usual, please rate and review!
Also, go check out Peter Parker: Responsibility, a Spider-Man story by me. =D The sixth chapter is half-way done, in case anyone was wondering!
- My Idiot Angel -
- By Brian Marcelo -
- brianmarcelo@hotmail.com -
- Rated G -
His name's Warren Worthington III.
He was once called Death and Archangel.
But he used to be called Angel.
I've gone so fond of him since I first 'joined' the X-Men. He still is a little judgmental, but it feels like he's loosened up a bit since our first encounter.
Who would've thought that I'd fall for someone like him, huh?
During our last mission I almost thought I had lost him. The memory of cradling his head is still fresh in my mind. I was scared for my life that the Juggernaut was gonna kill us all, especially since our leader, Warren, wasn't breathing.
It turned out that Juggernaut had asked us to come to the island to help his friend, Black Tom Cassidy, who was freaking out or something. Before we could do much we were captured...the memory of Warren being pulled into the ground so violently is fresh in my mind, as well.
The next thing I know all of us are struggling to break free of touchy-feely Tom, who looked more tree then human. I almost thought were we goners, but thankfully Bobby and Kurt had helped me break free so I could help them save the day, thanks to my pheromone-based powers.
When I had weakened Tom badly enough there was some sort of feedback or something, cause the next thing I know Warren's hair has grown long and his skin turned from blue back to it's original white.
I never noticed how nice he looked. Then again, black was my favorite color to begin with anyways.
"You know, Warren, you never answered my question." I had said to him said, helping him up after he had broken free thanks to Bobby and myself "About what the X-Men do."
"No. I guess I didn't." he had said, pain slightly evident in his voice.
He smiles at me, and I that was when I noticed how nice he looked. "We help people, Stacy. That's all."
"That's enough." I had said, "I mean, you saved my life...at the expense of your arm and leg. You almost died."
The next thing I know I was closing my eyes, so close to kissing him, when he had suddenly interrupted the moment.
"What are you doing?" he had asked, almost amused at the face I must've been making.
"Nothing! I-I-" I replied hastily, hoping to somehow recover some of my dignity.
Then there was a big explosion, and um, the 'bell' saved me, so to speak. We had escaped, blah blah blah, recruited a fish boy to the team, and currently the Juggernaut is staying with us for a while at the mansion to recuperate since his powers have diminished, so...yeah.
I wonder what it would have been like to kiss an angel like him. I bet it'd be all nice and warm and loving, instead of all cold and needing and rough like past clients of mine.
Maybe he's scared of getting close to another person. I heard his last girlfriend was killed...her name was Psylocke I think...
I wonder if there's going to be anything between Warren and myself.
I kinda hope so, even though he brushed me off.
Which is why I call him my idiot angel...
I mean, come on, he brushed me off!
Me! Stacy X! The sexiest member on the team!
Sigh.
- The End -
As usual, please rate and review!
Also, go check out Peter Parker: Responsibility, a Spider-Man story by me. =D The sixth chapter is half-way done, in case anyone was wondering!