I Miss Them

Summary: Jean's thoughts during the last few moments of her life.

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I was studying them, analyzing. So this is how the infamous Brotherhood worked. The lesser mutants were sent ahead to die while the ones that Magneto deemed worthy would wait until it was their turn to fight.

I wouldn't admit it but I missed the X-Men. No matter what class you were you world work as a team, supporting each other, sharing strengths and weaknesses, victories and defeats.

I would have.

I was no longer the Phoenix. No the Phoenix was not the problem. It was the darker side. How fitting that it should be called the Dark Phoenix. The terror of the world, the one that always was and always will be; the definition of the darkest deepest human desires.

I was still Jean but I wasn't.

All this time I had stared in secret contempt as Magneto made his speech.

Logan

The only one who still believed that I was still here, that Jean was still somewhere in this body. Why? Why didn't he kill me when he had the chance? Before I killed the professor.

Charles Xavier

The man who rescued me form a home in which my very own parents were afraid of me. The man who taught me. The man who tired to protect me. Who in his very last moment of life still cared more about others than himself.

Don't let it control you

Those words kept running through my head. I'm sorry professor but I'm not strong enough.

I can't go back to them even if I tried.

They all hate me. And for a good reason too. I killed Scott – the man I loved, and I killed the professor – the man who was like a father to me.

No, I can't go back.

I saw Logan speaking to me. Telling me that there was still hope for me, that they want me to go back.

I almost believe him.

I can feel the bullets flying at me and once again I have lost control. Now all I can do is watch and try to fight it.

"You would die for them?" the voice that came out of my mouth was not mine.

"No, not for them, for you…"

I fight harder than ever for control. I have to thank him, I have to say goodbye, I have to…

"Save me." This time it was my voice.

"I love you."

It's over. It's finally over. No more destruction, hatred, anger, anything.

I never thought that I would be happy to die but here I am.

As I slowly fade away I wish I could have thanked them all.

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That was random. I just got the sudden urge to write that.

REWIEV!

Flames will be used to heat my food.