This is my attempt at being a little creepy. All of the stuff to do with their dreams and minds, lets just say I tried. Please R&R.
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Hush Little Baby... Don't You Cry: PART 1: (Fourth week of May)
"How would you feel if your worst fears came to be real. Locked into a tiny room with the walls closing in as the seconds pass by; to be buried alive with all that you know standing feet away not knowing of your presence.
"The one person who swore revenge on you suddenly re-appearing with you powerless to stop him and those closest to you who swore to protect you, watching unable to help.
"Finally realizing that you're not needed or wanted in a place you call home. Or; never being able to save someone you love because you didn't get there in time. These are some of the nightmares they face, the students I mentor, the staff I know, the people I love."
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"Professor. Professor?"
Charles Xavier looks up into the eyes of his student.
"Hey, professor. You wanted to speak to me?"
"Yes, Rogue. I waned to ask how you were feeling."
She smiles at him; her hair not as short as she normally wore it. After the past year or so, she just might have wanted a change. She responds "Well, professor. It's been a while since well, you know." She sat on the edge of seat and set her voice to a whisper "Every thing's been creepily normal. Oh, ah shouldn't have said that because it'll get bad, right?"
He smiled more wide and said "Knock on wood."
The 18 year old girl walked out of his office blissfully unaware of what was coming.
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Jean Grey sat in the gazebo; buried under books ad papers. Highlighter in hand, going over pages in her books her brow furrowed and she wondered why she couldn't find a specific paragraph to finish her paper.
Scott walks up the stairs of the gazebo with coffee in hand, she looks up at her handsome and sweet boyfriend and gives him a frustrated smile.
Passing the coffee he asks "You're still not done?"
She looks at him and says "I had an idea with a passage in this book, but I cant find it. Until I do, the paper won't be finished."
He put his arm around her "It'll be easier if we both look." She smiles and agrees to letting him help look for the passage.
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Rogue sat in the kitchen at the table flipping through her history book for one of the last times; slams the cover shut and says "Ah can't find the point for history in school. It makes no scene.
Storm stands at the refrigerator door picking out vegetables to go with the nights dinner. She laughs to herself and says "The reason for history in school is so the younger generations can learn from their forefathers mistakes by not stupidly repeating them."
Rogue responds as Wolverine walks into the kitchen "Ah can't wait till ah don't have to learn more things ah don't even care about."
Reaching his hand into the fridge wrapping his hand around his beer he says "I completely agree."
Rogue smiles as Storm asks "What have you learned that you weren't forced to learn?"
He looks into her eyes and says "Way to much Stormy, way to much." He looks at his hands and stares off into space for a moment.
With an eyebrow raised, Rogue looks over at Storm and shrugs. Storm smiles warmly in the young girls direction. Rogue walks over to Storm and asks "Do you think everyone'll be mad or somethin' if ah don't wanna go to the graduation?"
Surprised by the question she was asked, Storm smiles and says "Well, honey. The decision is yours. None of us can make you go if you don't want to go."
Snapping out of his adventures in space, Wolverine listens in. Storm continued "We would love to watch you go up on the stage and get your diploma. If you decide not to, it wouldn't make us any less proud of you."
Rogue smiles and walks over to the table to see a completely aware Wolverine watching her. As she sits he adds "Kid. Either way, if you do or if you don't go. It doesn't make it any less of an accomplishment. It just means you don't want to wear a matching hat and dress like the other one or two hundred kids in your class." The two of them stood there smiling as Rogue gathered her books ready to go upstairs.
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Xavier was in his office and he slowly slipped into twilight as his mind came alive.
How seen his son David as he would have if he had raised him. He was a boy of 9 years old in his home before it had expanded so large and became mutant manor. Toys littered across the living room floor and a fire warming his sons chubby cheeks.
As the fire flared David grew to be the hate filled Lucas he had become, the way he had first and lastly seen his son before he flew off to the horizon.
Angered Lucas yelled his threat "You will seek the madness that is hidden within this house. To see those you care for perish as nightmares come to life and worst fears fulfilled and the people in your life struggle to come to terms with what is and not what might be."
The house is set a blaze to his fear. What he worked for was beginning to perish, his home, his friends, his life long commitment ruined as he sat there helpless.
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Charles awoke to the young Kitty Pryde rocking his arm gently. He looked into the big blue eyes which reminded him so much of his own and faked a smile. Smiling back at him she handed him a paper needing his signature; she smiled again, thanked him and walked out of his office.
With a look of confusion and terror mingling in the blue of his eyes, Charles sat there pondering what made this dream worry him so much.
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Strolling through the foyer in mid-argument; Kitty Pryde and Kurt Wagner fought over who got to take the car tomorrow; Friday night. The fight got worse with Kitty beginning to screech and Kurt beginning to yell over her screeching.
Wolverine quickly gets to the foyer, annoyed because the fighting grew so loud it interrupted his meditation. The two 17 year olds were nose to nose yelling as loud as they could at each other, when
Wolverines shadow engulfs their tiny bodies. Him not being a very tall man at 5'7", seemed like a giant to the two 5'2" teenagers in front of him. His hands clasped their narrow shoulders tightly as he pulled them apart.
Knowing who they pissed off with their petty fighting, they seemed to freeze as he pulled them apart. He growled angrily as he stared at the two frozen teenagers before him. They didn't dare to protest or wriggle out of his grasp knowing how much more trouble they would be in.
He asks with a roaring growl "Is there a problem? Elf.... Half pint?" They look at each other, then at him and quickly shake their heads no.
He responds "If this is about the car for Friday, nobody gets it." Shock embedded its self on their faces, as their eyebrows change into an angry V.
He continues "So, you guys didn't know. Huh." He flashed a crooked smile of knowing and said "If ya wanna finish this up. You can finish it in the danger room. Just think of it, the half pint versus the elf."
The two looked at him as if he were going crazy. He looked back at them, his eyes serious and dark, giving them their last warning letting them know what the consequences were. An hour or two in the danger room with him at the controls busting their asses.
He stalked away in a huffy mood because of the two five foot two pains in his ass that seemed to argue all of the tie now.
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In the gazebo, Scott and Jean rummaged through two copies of the same book, still looking for the passage she needed.
Scott read to himself, skimming through the lines 'The only victory that counts is the victory that slips through your fingers when you manage to keep your mind on your goal in spite of it.' He thinks to himself 'Oh, this guy doesn't know anything. I bet he's never even seen a single fight let alone a war.'
Jean laughed and said "Scott, he was a general in the Vietnam war."
Scott looking embarrassed says "Didn't know that."
She smiled at him and pulled a lock of hair that kept falling in her face behind her ear and read on. A quote catches her attention "Fear nothing but fear its self and you'll be okay. War is a terrifying place to be; knowing that kept me from fearing the war I was fighting at 18. I was just a scared kid. I didn't know what I was getting into." She leaned back on the wooden column and became lost in the mans words.
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"I love history." Rogue sang in a musical and sarcastic tone. She pushed back in the computer chair, in the study on the second floor and bumped into an agitated Kitty. "Oh, shit. Ah'm sorry Kitty."
Kitty plopped into an armed leather chair and said "This is so totally not fair." Rogue stayed quiet and raised an eyebrow , which to Kitty meant go on,
"Can you believe that were stuck here tomorrow night."
Rogue who began sipping on a soda when Kitty began to talk choked. Surprised Kitty jumped to her feet to help her choking friend; she heavily patted Rogue on the back as Rogue began to force out words.
"Kitty ah'm alright." Kitty looking concerned just sat there and stared at her for a few seconds. Rogue continued "Ah didn't hear anything about that."
Kitty quickly responded "When I was fighting with Kurt; Wolverine broke it up and told us that. He told us no one goes like nowhere."Puzzled the two girls rushed out of the study, downstairs to the professors office.
They busted through the door not knowing he was in the middle of a conversation on the phone. He held his hand up in the stop position and they stood still. He continued on with his conversation for 10 minutes then hung up.
They walked over to the two seats in front of his desk and sat down. Kitty hesitated trying to get the words out right when Rogue just says them "Why are we stuck in the house tomorrow, Prof.?"
He responds with "I figured that was why the two of you barged in without knocking." Before Kitty could comment he cut her off with "I would rather have all of you home tomorrow. The only ones who get to leave are the ones going home for the weekend. Like Jean."
This time Rogue cut Kitty off, her mouth was in a shape of an O. "Ah thought she wasn't finished wit' her paper? She said she wouldn't go if she wasn't done."
The professor replied "I believe she is finishing right now. As for what I was saying before; no one goes out tomorrow night, alright?" The two girls got up and left his office.
Slightly paranoid about the dream he had he let word out to his staff that no one is allowed to go out Friday night, Saturday or Sunday. He didn't know for sure, but he felt something was amiss.
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Midnight was close; the students and teachers at Xaviers school were annoyed to the fact that they had to cancel their weekend plans.
Rogue sat across form Scott; Kitty from Storm; Jean from Kurt and Wolverine was sitting in a backwards chair and occasionally looked down at his watch.
Rogue stood up and said "Ah give up. Ah'm going 'ta sleep."
Kitty nodded and said "Me too. I'm like totally wiped.
Storm looked up at the clock and said "Well, it's five to twelve. I'll follow the girls good example and head up to bed. Good night everyone." Wolverine followed and it was just Scott, Jean and Kurt left up.
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Outside the gate of the house a man stood near a tree looking through the bars at the infamous house of mutants. He closed his eyes and concentrated, he saw Kitty and Rogue getting into bed; fluffing pillows and grabbing a stuffed animal. The light in the girls room went out and the man smiled. His eyes opened; he was alert, noticing cameras in trees and on the gate, he began to plan on getting into the house.
He walked a few yards and closed his eyes again. He saw Scott, Jean and Kurt saying goodnight to each other, then parting ways to their rooms. His eyes opened again and he wrapped his fingers around his chin thinking of what he could do.
