Torn Out
By Rebel Yell
He wasn't sure he'd be able to explain it to anyone else, if they asked. Jean's death at Alkali Lake hadn't felt like this. The link to her mind had filled with white noise, like a radio going out of tune. But there had been no sudden sharp pain, no harsh void in his mind.
Scott's death had felt like having a part of his mind ripped from him. It wasn't a clean cut, it was torn from him in a ragged hunk. In that instant, as he mentally screamed for the young man who'd been so much like a son to him, he knew Scott was dead. There was no white noise. There was no gentle thrum of an organized, controlled, if grief-stricken mind. That comforting, noble mentality that was 'Scott'. There was simply a bleeding gaping hole where Scott should have been. Scott had been torn out -- and a part of Charles Xavier had been torn out with him. He feared that it was the best part.
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Author's Note: I've always been slightly disturbed by the odd portrayal of Professor X in the third film. He seems very different to me, from the first two. I wanted to address that, in some manner. And anything that can inject some more Scott/Cyclops into the X3-verse is always good, in my opinion.