Memories


It happened so fast. The desk flew at her and the boy behind her screamed and yanked her behind him. The desk hit him and shattered. She watched as wood and plastic flew several different places.

"H-how did you-" she wanted to asked but he pushed her.

"Get out of here!" he told her.

"No!" she protested.

Houdini sent the teacher's desk toward the boy and out of panic, his body reacted once more. This time, though, the desk went through him. Lydia gasped.

"Girl, look out!" he called.

She looked up and screamed. Someone, she thought, protect me.

A girl with brown hair and blue eyes and elfin features showed up and caught the desk flying toward her, snapping it in half.

"Judith," Lydia named her breathlessly, "Judith."

A chain appeared around the girls neck.

"Another mutant? Ability of what, super strength? Invisibility?" Houdini asked.

Judith laughed. He saw her?

"Oh, please. I don't have an ability. I am an ability." she winked.

Realizing that he hadn't picked up on it earlier, he groaned. She brought out daggers and began throwing them at him.

"Rin! We need help in here!" Lydia called.

The elf soldier came in and began to help Judith.

"You, come with me." she instructed, pulling the boy with her by his wrist.

As they ran out, a tree trunk flew at them. Getting confused and scared, he pulled Lydia back to him and the trunk flew straight through them. Kitty got distracted and was hit by a fireball. Lydia could hear Logan telling her to get Kitty but how could she reach her in time? Iris.

"Iris, I summon you. Save Kitty, now." Lydia said.

Iris appeared and was soon stabbed as she stood over Kitty, protecting her. As the blade connected, Lydia felt a sharp pain. She screamed loudly and collapsed, her eyes shutting as Iris took her last breath.

~X~X~X~

Lydia's eyes opened to blinding white lights. She coughed, sitting up and noticed she was alone.

"Elliot." she mumbled, hoarsely.

Her protector showed up, looking better than he had earlier.

"M'lady, are you feeling better?" he asked, politely.

"Yes," she paused, "what happened?"

His eyes softened.

"What happened many years ago." Elliot mumbled.

"What happened many years ago?" she asked.

"I'll show you." he said, touching her cheek gingerly.

Then she was gone.

They were in a hospital. A woman with pale brown hair and beautiful blue eyes laid in the bed, holding onto a newborn girl. The baby had her eyes, but the hair was darker. The woman smiled fondly at the baby and a male doctor walked in.

"Mrs. Clark, it pains me to tell you that your daughter isn't normal." he said, cutting straight to the point.

"What do you mean?" she asked, looking at her beautiful baby.

"It appears that the father was either a mutant or a carrier of the X gene." the doctor explained. "Since they have passed no laws, she is free to live."

"What about my son?" she asked.

The scene shifted.

A little girl with long, curly dark brown hair was running through a field and giggling. She stopped when she tripped over an overgrown tree root. It was attached to the only tree in the whole field. Feeling her ankle snap, she fell over and screamed and began to cry. Her house was at least two miles away. She was scared and hurt. She wished someone was there to protect her. Suddenly, two small boys around her age with light brown hair and baby blue eyes knelt in front of her.

"Are you okay, miss?" the first one asked, both of them dressed in black. They were twins, she noticed.

"My ankle hurts and I can't move it." she sniffled.

They picked her up and began carrying her.

"Don't worry, we'll get you home." the other boy said.

"What are your names?" she asked.

"What do you want them to be?" the first boy responded.

"Elliot and Ethan." she answered.

"Well I'm Elliot." he said.

"And I'm Ethan." the other responded.

The scene shifted again. The little girl was older now, maybe eight. She sat down with a boy around her age and the two boys, Elliot and Ethan. All four of them were laughing.

"Kids, time for dinner." a woman called.

All four kids ran down the stairs. They all seated at the table, the kids giggling.

"Shh." the boy whispered, giggling.

"I know the other twins are here," her mother smiled, "go on, show me sweetie."

Elliot and Ethan were now fully visible.

"Mrs. Clark, are you okay?" Ethan asked, concerned.

"No, there's something I need to tell you." the woman announced. "Your dad won't be coming home."

The boy clung to his silver dog-tags.

"Why not?" he asked, tears in his eyes.

"He was killed in the war," she said, her eyes sad. She held out her hand which had a set of dog tags in closed in it, "he wanted you to have these, Lydia."

Lydia, eyes filled with tears, put on her fathers dog tags. A chain appeared around the twins' necks.

The scene changed again.

The little girl was a couple years older now, about ten. She was playing soccer with her brother and the ball went into the road. Elliot and Ethan had been watching nearby.

"I got it!" she called happily.

She ran out into the street and tried to get the ball. As she tried to catch the slippery ball, a car was coming.

"Lydia!" the boy called out.

"Hold on, I almost got it, Lucas." she assured him.

The car lay on its horn and she gasped, paralyzed in frozen fear.

"Lydia!" Ethan screamed, pushing her out of the way.

He was ran over and killed instantly. She screamed and collapsed on the ground.

The scene shifted once more.

The girl was in a white room and the boy stood by her, holding her hand. Elliot had tears in his eyes.

"Lydia, I'm very sorry for this. Lucas, I hope you understand." their mother whispered, wearing a lab coat.

She strapped both her kids to chairs and inserted a needle in Lucas' arm. She moved to Lydia. After seeing Lucas' eyes close, she screamed. Elliot went to lunge but the needle went in Lydia's arm. Elliot disappeared.

Lydia looked at Elliot with tears in her eyes.

"Y-you had a brother? You disappeared? I-I had a brother?" she choked.

"I did. I did. And you do." he answered.

"How did you disappear?" she asked.

"You were still very young and not as powerful back then. You couldn't keep me around while you were asleep, though you most likely can, now." he said, "The shot your mother gave you erased all memory of you and your brother's abilities."

"Why?" she whispered.

"When my brother died... you started having these terrible nightmares. Only sleeping with Lucas would help." he answered.

"Was I really that big of a brother's girl?" she asked.

"Well it was his ability, but yeah." he cracked a smile.

"His ability?" she asked.

"To influence. Emotions. Thoughts. Actions. You name it." Elliot answered.

"Why don't I remember him?" she asked.

"You two were given another shot. Then he was sent away. This shot erased all memory of each other." he answered.

"Why?"

"I don't know."

"Could I ever bring your brother back?" she looked up at him.

"Yeah, it's called resurrection. You could bring him and Iris back. But it takes a lot of energy and it would hurt like hell." he answered.

"I'm going to get them back."

~X~X~X~

"You should be resting." Logan said.

Logan, Presley, Elliot, Kitty, Bobby, Rogue and the boy from earlier all watched her.

"No, I promised to get Elliot his brother back and I'm bring back Iris. I have to do this." she said.

"Lydia, you can try tomorrow." the boy encouraged.

"Who are you anyway?" she asked.

"Corey."

"Well, no. I promised."

"Lydia-" Presley whined.

"Shh, concentrating." Lydia said.

She focused on having the two elfin servants back. She thought of fond memories and suddenly felt pain in her stomach and heart. She'd come to realize that if she felt pain, she was doing something right. She held in her screams until two sharp jolts of pain hit her at the same time. She screamed and fainted, falling into the arms of a brown haired elf boy with blue eyes dressed in loose black clothing. His dog tag read Ethan.