I was bored today (school's on October break) so I watched X1. Again.
And this came into my head. Just a random, one-shot.
Sorry I haven't updated my other X-Men fic (Sometimes we hurt the ones we love) but i've got no ideas at all for it. Sorry! (If anyone could help it would be great!)
Oh yeah, this is set after the train station scene.
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men. But if I could have Cyclops for my b-day...
Please review!
Alexz
Magneto had gone, left with Mystique, Sabretooth and Toad, taking Rogue with them.
I waited with the Professor. However when Scott, Ororo and Logan hadn't appeared for at least 15 minutes, worry began to collect inside of me. Stepping out of the car, I made my way inside.
I was greeted with the smell of smoke. Flames were burning and dimming – slowly dying. Rubble was everywhere.
The public had evacuated and I began looking for my teamates – my friends.
Over by the remains of the ticket booth, I found Ororo, lying unconscious. Bending down next to her, I put my hand to her neck. She was still alive.
Behind me I heard a groan and as I turned around I saw Scott, his eyes tightly closed. I called out to him, letting him know I was there.
"Scott!"
"Jean?"
Spotting his visor on the floor, I used my telekinesis to float it over to him and slip it on his face.
I saw him look around, then he ran over.
"Take Ororo out to the Professor. He's waiting in the car. I'll find Logan."
I expected him to argue. But he didn't. He just bent down, carefully lifted Ororo from the floor and left.
Climbing over some rubble I went to find Logan.
Although I didn't have to look for long. Logan came walking towards me.
"Jean? Are you okay?"
I nodded.
"I'm fine. Scott and Ororo are with the Professor. I don't think I need to ask if you're okay."
He shook his head.
"You don't. Storm and Cyclops? What about them?"
We began walking back through the station.
"Scott's okay. I found Ororo unconscious but she'll be okay."
Upon reaching the car, we got inside. I sat in the back with Scott – I don't think Logan would want Storm lying across his lap.
There was a silence in the car. No one spoke. Everyone was deep in thought. At least, I know I was.
We were driving down the freeway as Ororo coughed and stirred. Scott handed me a bottle of water and she drank.
"Ororo, are you okay?"
She nodded and then coughed again.
We pulled up at the mansion. Scott helped Ororo out of the car and steadied her on her feet. The Professor's wheelchair became disconnected from the locks on the floor and he wheeled down the ramp that extended from the door. Logan switched off the car and walked inside, in his own world.
I myself was thinking about the events of tonight.
What was Magneto doing? Why was he doing this? And, what will happen if whatever he is planning works?
I barely heard Ororo ask me if I was coming inside.
Shaking my head I followed the windrider inside.
I definately wasn't going to get any sleep tonight.