Chapter III: The Shove

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"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?", yelled her father, as he entered the room. The water fell to the floor in a puddle. "Back away from her!," he commanded as Ian got up and shifted his focus to him. "I haven't done anything! She's just manifesting her ability." Beth tried to call out to her father, but she could do nothing, but cry. "You did this to her! You turned her into a monster!" he shouted as her mother came running up the stairs. As she reached her husband she shrieked; she could see the 9mm tucked in his jeans. "I didn't do it! It's impossible to pass the X-gene from one person to another." "YOU ARE LYING!" Her father shouted as he pulled the pistol and leveled it at Ian's head. "Don't shoot him, Daddy! Please don't shoot him!" screamed Beth, as she tried to stand up. "SHUT UP AND LAY DOWN!" he yelled, never looking away from Ian. As Beth sat down, in horror and shock. Ian got mad, he knew that people reacted like this. But her own father was shouting at her in a fit of rage. Mr. Threep stared at Ian, his face sweating and his brow bent in rage. He continued to stare and his hand shook, his gun darted away from Ian and directly to Beth. "You, you're no daughter of mine; you're a monster!" Ian's hand's clenched to fists and his fists began to crackle and spark. "You're dead to me!" As those words flew from her father's lips; he spun and fired off three rounds at Ian. Then it was as if Ian was no longer in control of his body; he felt a surge of energy like never before. His field of vision went white; when it came back he saw two astonished faces before him and a face full of sorrow to his side. The bullets were still spinning, albeit slower, about thirteen inches from his face. His mind went to a darker place, he had been shot at with the intent to kill. The bullets began to rotate, slowly turning to her father. The bullets edged slowly toward Mr. Threep, they were about thirteen inches from his rapidly retreating face. They got within a foot of him when a voice shouted through the sobs. "NO! Don't kill my dady, please not my daddy." His mind shot back to the present, away from the part bent on revenge and survival. The bullets fell to the ground and Ian refocused his energy to electrifying his hands, if anything else went wrong he would attack the mind. Her father put his finger on the trigger again, then removed it and placed the safety on the gun. "Go. Take her away and never return." her father said as he stepped away from the doorway with his head hung low. As a look of defeat fell on his face, her mother sobbed and shrieked for her baby as Ian nodded and walked to Beth. Beth was so shocked that she just stared with tears in her eyes, "Daddy?" She choked out before he held up his hand to stop her. "I will not be the father of a monster. We'll pack your things, if you haven't come for them in three days we'll throw them away." Ian calmed himself and stopped the sparking coming from his fists as he helped Beth stand. Ian walked her to the door downstairs and waited as she said a tearful goodbye to her mother. "I'll be back after she gets settled in." Ian snarled as he glared over his shoulder. He could've phrased it so that it didn't sound like a threat, but after that it might as well have been. As they walked to Logan's motorcycle Ian winced, he'd forgotten to put down the kickstand. The entire left side of the clawed mutant's bike was scratched up badly. After righting the bike, Ian set Beth on the bike close to the front then got on behind her. He reached his arms around her and managed to get the bike back to the institute. As he parked the bike in the garage he called out, "Help! Somebody, Help!" Professor Xavier had already sensed their distress and Storm and Rogue were already on their way when Ian called. Ian had picked Beth up and started down the hallway toward the den when they intercepted him. "Rogue, clear the table, Ian set her on the couch." Storm ordered as they entered the living room. Ian laid her down and stepped back. Jean then arrived with a bowl and some medicine, as they started on her Ian prepared for the worst when some expletives were hurled from the garage. Wolverine cut clean through the door and charged into the den. "Now Wolverine, I can explain." said Ian. "I have poured my soul into that bike for the last twenty years. And in an hour a seventeen year old, destroys an entire side of it." growled Wolverine. Ian backed away slowly, preparing to fight. Luckily Professor Xavier rolled up as soon as the claws came out, "Logan, Ian will fix your bike as soon as we have taken care of Elizabeth." Charles rolled up and began looking over her, "I've never seen a mutant ability have negative affects when triggered. Something is going on, something much different than what we usually see." Charles then put his hands on her head and closed his eyes, what he felt and what he had expected were completely different. He was so startled by what he sensed that he nearly jumped. He quickly came out and his voice wavered slightly as he spoke, "Storm, will you please come with me?" As they left and Logan went back to the garage Ian knelt beside Elizabeth. "Will she be okay?" he asked Jean, who tentatively replied, "I don't know, at this point I just don't know." Meanwhile Professor X told Storm what he now knew and what was causing Elizabeth's sickness. "Charles, you can't be serious." The Professor just nodded, "I need your input on this, should we tell them or let them find out on their own?" They sat in silence, thinking about this new discovery. "They should find out on their own. If they don't find out in another week, we should let them know." Storm decided. "Since we are agreed, we shall make it so." As they re-entered the room, Ian was carrying Elizabeth up to Rouge's room. "Professor, me and Piotr need to go get her things. We'll be back in about seventeen minutes." After Ian set her down in the spare bed he and Piotr got in Piotr's pickup and headed toward her house. "Colossus, you may want to metal up. Her dad's trigger happy." Piotr nodded as they pulled into the walked to the door, he knocked then the metal in the doorknob and lock oozed out and made a ball on the porch. As he pushed open the door her father waited with a shotgun, "The stuff's in those boxes, take it and go." Ian lifted a box as Piotr's tissues and organs turned metal. The now much larger colossus took three of the remaining boxes then walked to the car. "Show off!" shouted Ian as he struggled under the weight of his second box. Piotr smirked as he placed the boxes in the back and returned for the last three boxes; as he secured the boxes in the back of the truck Ian replaced the doorknob and lock. Beth's mother came to the door as Ian turned to leave, she was clutching a small, blue teddy bear. Through tears she warbled out, "Tell my baby, that I love her." Ian nodded and walked to the car. As Piotr drove him back through the town he spoke, "Colossus, have you ever seen a family treat one of their own that way?" Piotr gripped the wheel tightly, thought for a moment then replied. "Like that, nyet. But I have seen much worse." Images flew through his mind of mothers and fathers turning in their children. The faces of the children as they were taken away, and sent off to die or worse. He was one of the luckiest ones, his parents lied for their entire lives to keep him and his younger brother secret. That was, until the day of the festival his family hosted; someone had set their barn on fire. He was then forced to use his abilities to save the livestock and few people still inside. Professor Xavier had shown up just as people began to bring out phones to report him and taken him to the mansion for safety. He was the first to be trained at the mansion and he helped build the underground compound. His thoughts were shattered when Ian's voice rang out, "COLOSSUS! You just ran a third red light! What's going on?" Piotr shook his head and apologized, amazingly they managed to get home without further incident. As they pulled into the front gate they recruited Logan, who was smoking one of his cigars, to carry boxes inside. As they carried the boxes to the room Beth was sharing with Rogue, they passed the said mutant trying to leave sneakily. "Is someone sneaking off to see Gambit?" EM teased. He wasn't trying to be rude, Gambit was a good friend of his. He just enjoyed poking fun at the easily angered southern girl. "Back off twerp, I'm running an errand for your girlfriend!" she shouted as she stormed away. Ian chuckled as they began unpacking boxes. "Why'd they have to pack everything she owned into these boxes?" Wolverine complained, as he placed his fiftieth shirt in the closet. "They didn't pack everything," Ian said, "her mother kept an old teddy bear of hers." They continued unpacking until they got to the final box, none of the powerful mutants could summon up the courage to open it. "You're immortal, you open it Wolverine." Piotr suggested. "Yeah, so I can be scarred for all eternity. She's your girlfriend, you get to open it." Ian held his hands up and backed away, "That's just cruel and unusual punishment for messing up your bike." The men backed away from the box and looked at each other, it was a standoff. When Jean helped Beth into the room five minutes later their eyes were still darting between each other and the box. "You big babies! We'll unpack the box, while you go clean up the bathroom." In unison their heads fell and they trudged towards what horrors certainly awaited them. Normally there would have been grumbling and death threats, but not a single one of them wished to live their life believing they were a six-year-old girl. It was about three hours later when they emerged, totally defeated. "How did she do it? We had cows twice her size that couldn't make that mess in three years time." Colossus moaned, as they walked to the laundry room. The clothes they had worn might never be wearable again, not to mention the three of them stank to high heaven with vomit-stench. After a greatly needed shower he went to see Beth. She was sitting in the kitchen with some of the other girls, talking and laughing when he found her. A smile crept onto his face and he couldn't bring himself to interrupt them, for the first time all day she looked happy. However, he soon found out that looks can be deceiving, when she saw him she excused herself and walked over to him. Beth led him out of hearing range and a look of heavy concern fell over her face, for a second she looked as if she could cry. Ian did all he knew to do, he wrapped his arms around her and tried to reassure her with words. Beth looked up at him and her voice barely managed to croak out, "Ian." she stepped back and gathered herself, "I'm pregnant."

DUN-DUN-DUN!

Anyways, not that big a shocker to the more astute of you. The description itself included that ending. I thought I could add in some back-story on a supporting character in the cast. It may prove to be important to the story, because in Soviet Russia…

No! Seriously, I kid the Russians. I love their culture and appreciate their donations to this world.

Again, I'm so sorry about the late updating, I got caught up in Thanksgiving and then our router fried in a storm. Sounds made up for writer's block but it's not, I swear. And Chapter 4 is in production as you read.

Shout outs:

, Thank you for alerting me to the fact that I was forgetting to paragraph it. The first two chapters were written during a late night, mountain dew fueled, idea rush. I'll go back and edit them when I get the chance. Also thanks for the time to read and actually review the story.

Everyone Else: Thank you for reading, I enjoy feedback but It's not necessary for me to continue writing on this story. Unlike my other story: ZDay | Which does need your custom characters, so please sumbit your characters in a review on that story. There is a form on my profile that you need to fill out to do so.