Ok sorry about the wait. Hope this is worth it. I just moved and.. well I didnt really have time to work on it. Thanx for the reviews.

Meanwhile:

"You call yourself a goddess? I am a god. I am OMEGA!God of Death and Fate"
Said a giant dragon that lay in front of his prisoners. The woman, a pretty thing, with snowy hair and light brown skin, looked defiantly into the dragon's eyes.
The man, bald, and proud, lay slumped on the floor, such as a child would do to an unwanted toy.

A little flying thing flew up to the dragon god, Omega. The things name was Dark flash,
and he had the mentality of a 7 year old child.

"Omega, Omega, guess what?"

Omega swung his head toward Dark Flash.

"What?"

"The prisoners are escaping and several were killed. You do know that when Spell finds out she will be very very very very very..."

"Dark flash!"

"very very very very very very very very very very mad at you."

Dark flash grinned.

Then he flew off to get some food.

Omega contemplated. Technically, Spell couldn't do anything. But she could make life very bad for him. Especially if she found out that her best friend was still alive.

Back at the Princess Bar:

"You mean your the one Charley always talked about? The one he thought could protect him from anything? Well, you sure failed in that."

Wolverine growled at Spell.

A flash of hurt flashed through brown-green eyes. Then it was replaced by anger.

"He was an old man. I knew him when he was young, and I have no idea what happened.
I would of saved him if I would of known it was coming dammit."

Back at Spell's house:

Jean sat reflecting. Why had this happened? WHY WHY WHY When she heard Scott clear his throat she realized she was voicing this out loud.

"sorry hun. just got caught up in my thoughts."

Scott sat down and wrapped an arm around her shoulders.

JUBILEE:

The young girl sat on a bench near a crystal lake. Tears dripped down her face, clouding over her big brown eyes. Why did he have to run off? Didn't he realize she needed him? Her dark hair created a mask for her heartbroken face. Why cant I hate him?

Her musing was interrupted by a soft voice with a thick Cajun accent.

"Chere, you OK?"

Remy sat down by Jubilee and clutched her in his arms. She sobbed against his chest.

"I miss them so much.."

"Remy knows petite. "

She looked, bleary eyed, up at him.

"Why did Wolvie have to go?"

Gambit just shook his head. He understood Logan's reasoning , but why did Logan have to leave so quickly? The girl had been crying a lot lately.

Rouge:

"Come over hear hun."

Rouge motioned to one of the children, a former student at Xavier's school for the gifted, now a student at Berserker Academy. The girl walked over to her.

"You OK, hun?"

The girl's face was tear streaked, and her grades had been slipping extremely.
Rouge found herself wanting to tell the girl it was all right, not to cry anymore. The same lie she had told herself so many times. Yet when darkness fell she was left alone with memories and grief. Not a night had pased that she had not wept herself to sleep.

Beast:

The furry blue acrobat stepped into Nova's lab, asisting him in the blue prints for the reconstruction of the mansion. He was a firm believer that the dream shouldn't have died, that it should be carried on in the hearts of those that had dreamt it.

He rolled out the papers.

"Now we need to"
He listened as Nova droned on. Would this work? Could the mansion ever be home again?