(A/N) Okay so i am sooooo sorry this took so long to get up...i've been of spring break and was so busy i never had time to get on the computer...so i apologize!! Thank you to all who have been reviewing...they are all awesome including TheLittleRouge (you need to get an account so i can thank you personaly!! :D) So here is the next part....i reread it and hopfully caught all the mistakes!! ENJOY!! ^,.,^

**NOTE** I would like to explain something that after rereading in one of the past chapters might be confusing. Logan and Nikki are NOT brother and sister....you will find out later what Victor ment when he said "it is 'his' sister" so i wanted to clear that up before it got too out of control...sorry for the confusion!!

Disclaimer:........um......i don't own Xmen......but that doesn't stop me from using the amazing characters!!!

~Jake

*PART TWO*

They had all finally fallen asleep, except for Jean, who had tried and failed. The cold room was dark, the lights having been turned out hours ago. She could hear the echoing water drops and everyone's calm, soft breathing as she tried again to fall to sleep.

Then there was a click of the door as it opened, and the dark room became light for only a moment, Jean squinted from the blinding light. As the door closed, her eyes readjusted back to the darkness and she could see two guards that had entered.

They had been the first to enter the cell room for a while, and Jean watched silently as the two men wove their way around the boxes and cages. They stopped in the middle of the room, looking into each cage and started to whisper to each other.

Despite the quiet room Jean had trouble making out each word correctly. She tried reading their minds, but failed. The metal band around her wrists wouldn't allow it. The men stopped talking and one of them started to walk farther past the middle of the room. Her eyes followed the strange man as he opened the door to John's cell, and placed him in specially made hand cuffs that fit his entire arms. The man pulled out a gun form his belt and cocked it. "Move." he ordered in a whisper. John started towards the door, struggling to free himself form the massive restraints.

The man that was left looked to Bobby's cell and to Scotts cell as if do decide who he should take way. Jean's heart rate quickened, hopping that the guard would not choose Scott for whatever the reason. She doubted she could stand having both of them gone. Logan was possibly dead, the thought ate at Jean from the inside. And the thought of this strange man taking Scott from her as well, destroyed her.

Hopelessly, Jean watched the man move to Bobby's cell, where he slept, and she selfishly let a single sigh of relief escape into the thick, silent air. The man started to grab the handle of the cell, then stopped and glanced at her. Jean closed her eyes quickly, but not before she saw the evil smile spread across the mans face. She heard his steps come closer, a cell door open, and the echoing click of the handcuffs fasining.

Just as Scott and the man left the room, Jean opened her eyes.

~oOo~

Jean had know idea what time it was, or even how many days she had been locked in the metal cell, but time ran together in a meaningless stream of hopelessness. Sleep was out of the question, at this moment the only thing Jean could muster up the energy to do was cry. What are they doing with Scott and John? Lingering thoughts of all the possibilities ran through her mind like wild horses, and Jean's stomach turned in her gut. As hard as she tried, nothing could distract her from the thoughts. All she knew was the man that she loved had been taken way by two strange men, maybe forever, and the man that had stolen her heart was nowhere to be seen.

When the lights suddenly came on, she stood up too quickly, and had to grip the bars for support in order not to fall down. The others stood more slowly and Jean wiped the drying tears from her cheeks. Across the way Storm looked at the empty cells as she realized that two of their team was missing.

Stryker, followed closely by Victor, entered the room. Jean felt the anger rise in her as her blood began to boil. Her hatred for this man was overwhelming and Jean's energy was beginning to return as he passed her cell.

Stryker stopped in the middle of the room, the same spot the two guards had, and looked at each one of them.

"As you can see." he said. "Two of your friends are missing."

"Where are they?!" Jean ordered, finding a strength in her voice, fulled by furry.

At Stryker's side. Victor smiled slyly. "Wouldn't you like to know."

Jean's eyes narrowed. "Where. Are. They."

Stryker laughed darkly. "They are being trained for my special army."

"Army?" Strom asked, in a hushed tone.

"Yes. You see, I've found that the easiest way to cure the mutant problem is to destroy them. And what a better way, then to have a species destroy their own species. The media and the press have all said that eventurally a war would start, I'm just helping it along"

"A war between humans and mutants." Jean corrected. "That is what the media has prediced. Not a war among mutants!"

"What does it matter?" Stryker asked. "A war is a war."

The room when silent, and Stryker chuckled. "Don't be afraid my friends. All of you will be in my army. It will be you who will be destroying."

"No." Bobby said, his voice sounding somewhat shaky. "None of us would ever help with your stupid army."

Unfasied, Stryker walked over to Bobby's cell. "You would be surprised at how persuasive I can be."

The determination melted away on Bobby's face, as Stryker went back to stand next to Victor. "That is all." he said with another cruel smile and then left. Jean then slowly sank back to the floor as the lights went out and she was consumed in darkness.

(A/N) Dun Dun Duh!!!...hehe.... ;) okay let me know what you thought!!!

~Jakie