Me: Hello... hi... sup?... yo... hola... aloha... bonjour... hello? Oh, hi. Didn't see ya there. Well, I hope that everybody...actually, a lot of people liked the 8th chappie. I wouldn't say everbody, because, there has to be at least one person out there who doesn't like it, y'know. Well, I'm gonna let you know that this is the last ending... well, alternate ending. Yes, I am having another one. That way, you people can choose your fave ending. And, if you want me to, I can make a continuation off of one of the chapters. Only if requested though... but, no one seems to be reviewing, so, I dunno.
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Alternate Ending 2
(Another ending, it's crazy!)
Jean lowers herself, still in immense pain, about to lose herself ifone side doesn't get a grip, and neither are winning. Wolverine looks from Jean to where Storm is, knowing that if he left Jean she'll die, and that if he left Storm, she'll probably have not enough air and she'd probably get too frightened and be scared to death. He couldn't decide, for some reason, he couldn't choose... and it was tearing him apart. Colossus was too far away to call for help, in fact, he had gone out of sight, and Magneto and Mystique were pleasantly delighted, and he knew they wouldn't help him.
Storm, despite all her fright, managed to say, "Save Jean!" And that helped him decide. Well, almost. He was about to listen, but, he didn't want to, though, he didn't want to upset her, but, he wanted her to live. He was in massive confusion. He wanted to obey Storm and help Jean, but, at the same time, he wanted to save Storm... well, a lot of him wanted to save Storm, but, he didn't want to disobey.
He finally chooses and sprints toward her, she deserved to be relieved from the misery she was having. When he reaches where he was going, he picks up an object that had fallen when Callisto pushed Storm into the box: her lock pick.Wolverine tries to use it as best as he can, but, he wasn't the one raised to be mischievous, so, it took a couple seconds for it to work.
When it clicks, he opens the top, Storm was still alive, but, barely. Any longer, and she'd have been gone.He gently picks her up and places her on the sand, a much softer place than the metal. "Storm, can you hear me? Storm? Storm!" He keeps repeating her name, until he gets a response of her mumbling, "Huh?" It was a little hard to make out if it was a painful groan, or an actual word.Wolverine picks her up and swiftly walks to Jean, he didn't want Magneto takingStorm if he did for some bizarre reason.Although, he was disappointed and left. But, he just wanted to be sure.
Head throbbing... no control... some control... then, no control. Jean could barely hang onto her thoughts, they'd drift away, but, then she'd fight for it... and her life. But, both her and Phoenix were growing weaker due to that no one was in control. And when someone attempted to take over, the other'd prevent her from doing so. It felt so hot... like a heat stroke was about to strike. Fury and pain whirled around in Jean like a tornado. But, she kept on fighting, if she would die, she'd make sure Phoenix would, too. She didn't want her alternate self to wreak havok. She wasn't gonna let that happen. So, Jean endured the pain as she fought and weakened. Then, Phoenix dies. Jean knew that before she could claim control, she'd die, too. And she did, about a second after Phoenix... she died...
"Jean!" Wolverine shouts as he sets Storm down carefully and kneels next to Jean, she wasn't moving. He put his hand on her forehead, it was still very warm, but, when he touched her hand, it felt as though it'd been that cold for at least five minutes. Colossus walks up, and sees Storm on the ground. But, he also views Wolverine in the middle of Jean and Storm, looking blankly from one to the other. Jean was dead and Storm was unconscious. This was a lot for Colossus to take in. He was comforted just a little when he saw that Storm was breathing, occasionally, but, she was still breathing.
"...uh..." Colossus didn't want to anger or rush Wolverine, so, he put it in the calmest and most respectful way possible, "It'd probably be best that we go home. That way we can make sure they're properly taken care of..." Logan just nods, but, still not moving. He keeps looking from one mutant to the other, one was dead, and one was unconscious. He beats himself inside for the unfortunate fact that it was kinda his fault.
Colossus cautiously walks and picks up Jean and takes her to the jet that's nearby,careful that Logan won't yell at him to wait or anything. Good thing was that he just continued to sit there, staring at the ground, now, in the zone. When Colossus was out of hearing range, he began to speak to Storm, hoping that she'd hear him in her subconscious mind, "I'm sorry, Storm.I didn't reach Jean in time. I'm sorry, I didn't listen, and I'm sorry that I didn't get you sooner. I'm sorry..." He stops when Colossus comes up to pick up Storm and take her to the jet.Logan gets up and follows the metal man into the jet.
When they reached the inside,he asks as he goes through the glove box, "Colossus, do you know if there's a manual for flying the jet or something?"
"I don't know how to fly, but, I know how to set coordinates and put it on autopilot, I just can't fly or land,"Colossus explains, as he pushes some buttons.
"That works," Logan replies as he sits down. He morosely looks back at Jean and Storm who are strapped in on a bench.
Ororo was in the clinic, the time of her residing there was yet to be determined. But, she did get hourly visitors, who put flowers that originate in Kenya and Tanzania so she can feel at home when she wakes up. Rogue even got her a big stuffed gazelle. Logan was always in the room, though,for two reasons, 1: When she woke up he wanted to explain himself that way she didn't get the wrong version of the story if someone else told it first, and 2: So he could stay away from Scott who was even more belligerant then usual. Scott would blow up in his face saying that if he'd saved someone sooner then both would most likely be alive. And Logan would have that 'just chill... or else' attitude, but, he did realize that it wouldn't be the best time. I mean, Scott's potential fiance died twice, and it seems that the second time was a little harder to handle.
But after Logan had been sleeping in the clinic fortwo nights and figuring out crossword puzzles fortwo days, Ororo wakes up, but, unnoticably. She looks around, and smiles a little at all the flowers in vases on the table and floor and anywhere a vase could be put. And right next to her was the giant gazelle, a realistic stuffed one. Sitting at the table was Logan crouched over, intently staring at a crossword puzzle book trying to find a word, with a heap of letters on his lap. He was the official letter holder, since, there wasn't any room anywhere else.
Ororo quietly asks of the letters, "Are those for me?"
"Just a second, I almost..." Logan then realizes that it was Ororo who was speaking, so he looks up and sees her sitting up andreading at the letter attached to the gazelle. "The letters? Uh, yeah, they're for you," he answers as he hands the pile to her. "Okay, I really hope you won't hate me for this, but..."
Ororo cuts in as she flips through the letters, "If it's bad, then don't tell me... not yet, I just woke up. Or at least wait until I finish reading the letters." Logan, respecting this, sits back in his chair and waits patiently.
About fifteen minutes later she finishes reading the sweet get-well-soon's. Some were funny, some were touching, some were so kind that it was tear-worthy. She sets the cards down and looks seriously at Logan and wonders, "Now, what was it that you wanted to tell me?"
"You know how you told me to get Jean?" Logan begins.
She nods and says, "Yea, and apparently, I'm here, so, it doesn't look like you obeyed, you heard, but didn't listen." As Ororo is saying this she slowly realizes what she was desperately hoping wasn't true, fighting back tears while breathing slowly and calmly.
"Despite what you told me to do, I couldn't decide, I don't know why, but, I couldn't decide... and, when I did, I got you, but then, I didn't reach Jean in time..." Logan explains trying to say it as carefully as possible to the African princess who had fury and downheartedness showing so clearly in her sapphire eyes. "I'm sorry, I should've acted quicker, maybe then, both of you would be alive... I'm sorry," he adds despondently.
Ororo looks straight ahead, not looking at him, while trying not to cry. She gets out of bed, wearing the same clothes that she almost died in, and walks to the door, ignoring any possible health problem, which, thankfully, there wasn't. She then exits the room, leaving Logan with an extra heap of guilt that the one he saved was angry with him.
For the next... mmm... week and a half, Ororo ignores Logan who respects that and just says 'hi' as they pass each other in the hallway. It was also evident during class, if someone just mentioned Logan or Wolverine, she'd tighten up and change the subject immediately.
When Rogue realized this and... something else... she walks up to Ororo after classand attempts to bring light to the situation, "Ms. Munroe, you know, as hard for it is for me to say this, but, Logan chose you."
"Apparently, I'm still standing. Now if you don't mind, I have to tidy up..." Ororo goes back to organizing her desk.
"No, I mean, he chose you..." and Rogue left. Ororo ponders over the meaning of 'chose' at first thinking it was the simple definition, but, hoping that Rogue didn't mean chose chose, because the last person 'chose' her, left her practically heartbroken... Forge. She shivers at the memory. (Personally, I don't think Forge deserves Storm.)
Logan sits in the kitchen eating with Rogue and Bobby, talking, but yet, still bored. He perks up when he hears footsteps about to enter the kitchen, he needs someone to actually talk to, instead of agreeing with the conversation Rogue and Bobby are in. But, he loses his enthusiasm when it was Ororo, because he knew that she'd pretend that he wasn't even there, as usual for the past week and a half. But, surprisingly, she walks up to him and greets him.
Rogue grabs Bobby by the arm and suggests ecstatically, "I feel like fooseball, come on!" And they leave the tiled area.
"I never actually thanked you, so, thanks," Ororo begins. Seeing that not only did she act like he was there, but she wasn't yelling at him. Logan just nods as she continues, "It wasn't right of me at all to just completely ignore you, that wasn't mature or rational of me. I should have thought it through, because choosing someone to save from death is a hard decision, and, I should've given you more respect, and a lot less pressure. To simplify what I just said: I'm sorry."
"I forgive you... and I'm sorry, too," Logan apologizes.
"For what? How could I be angry at you for saving me? Okay, I was upset that you didn't listen and that you waited a little to long, but, it was difficult, I understand now. And, you're forgiven, it's Scott's forgiveness that you gotta start to work on," Ororo points out.
Logan snickers, "Yea, like that's gonna happen... If I do apologize, it's not like he's gonna accept it."
"You'll be surprised," Ororo simply states as she walks out, then adds real quick, "Oh, I'm taking the kids to the beach next week, would you mind coming and help chaperoning, you know, making sure they behave, stay within range and not use their powers?"
"Beats just sitting around," Logan answers, "That'd be a sure. I wouldn't mind yelling at kids."
"You already do," Ororo replies as she inches towards the door.
"At least I'll have rights to do so," Logan explains as she nods and leaves.
After that, things went smoothly. A couple times they went to dinner chaperoning Rogue and Bobby's date, well, that's what they were supposed to do, but, they'd get talking and pretty much ignore the two they were supposed to focus on. Chattering on and on, those two friends were, as if they'd always known each other. ...And, sadly, that's the end... ((cries a river))
End of Story Review Thanks: Thank you Saucy-Duck for reviewingagain. Thank you for your continued support and kindness. Once again thank you for continually coming back and reviewing.
Me: So, what do you think. Well, I keep coming up with possibilities for alternate endings to the alternate endings and alternate beginnings to one of the endings! It's chaos! Well, in my mind it is. For instance, Ororo could have never forgiven Logan. Or, the way Logan saved both was by himthrowing a rock at Jean's headthen dashing for Storm... it's just crazy. But, what did you think of the last alternate ending? Like I believe I said before, if you want me to continue one of the endings, let me know, and I'll try my best. Or if you want me to redo one, just let me know, and I'll be happy to do so. But, again, this is the last chappie according to me. Please review, and if you pleasantly do, please no cussing or indication of cussing. And, flames are accepted, so, you can just pick at the tiniest thing, and that'll be okay. I'd rather you didn't, but, you can. And, thank you very much for taking time to read this story.
Saucy-Duck: I was wondering what you thought, it wasn't exactly like how you had it, but, I sorta used it... 'it' being your idea... so, I was just wondering if you thought it was okay.
