X-Men~Fusion

Disclaimer: This is my first attempt at an X-Men fanfic, so bear with me please. I own nothing of the X-Men/X-Men quotes. But of course I do own my characters Aurora [aka Fusion], Selena [Volt] Lexon, Adam [Hypno] Mulligan and Emma [Blaze] Stormshadow.

Chapter 14: Trust

I stormed straight into James's room and flicked on his TV, crossing my arms and frowning at the news. James had been lying on his bed in his boxers and he was now fumbling around looking for some pants. "What the hell?" he yelled at me as he stumbled over a pair of his shoes.

"Oh, grow up! I've seen everything before. Now watch the TV!"

James stopped moving around and glued his eyes to the TV. Victor's sketch came up again with the blurb about the geologist and his family. James frowned and said nothing. I turned to him and waited to see if he'd say anything. But he did not.

"James, I know you guys have been through a lot. Victor has protected you and he is your brother. But James, I can't be a part of this anymore. When Victor came here, I knew what he was like, but I never thought he'd get worse. For a while there, I actually thought he was starting to calm down." I paused and bit my lip, waiting if James would say anything, "But the major is poisoning us. We aren't like this. We can be better than this."

James turned to me now, "If you love Victor, why does this bother you now?" James waited for an answer and he stared intently at me until I spoke.

"It's not just myself that I have to look after anymore, James."

That sentence hung in the air between us. There was silence for several minutes before James spoke. I picked at my nails nervously waiting for his reply.

"Does that mean what I think it does?" All I could do was nod. James cursed under his breath. "How long have you known?''

I sighed, "I've only known for a few days. Remember the other morning when I was sick? Well I was suspicious then, so I went to a doctor." Before James could say anything I continued on, "Look I have thought long and hard about this. I need to leave. I cannot have a child in this environment and I am definitely not giving it up!" I said determinedly.

"And do you not think that Victor may want a part of this?" I looked at James and wondered if he was serious.

"No, you're right," he said, "I don't think Victor would stay."

I nodded, "And um, with this recent news. Well, I would be afraid for the child's life. I can't trust him anymore."

"So what are you going to do? Are you leaving now? You realize that if you leave, Victor will try to follow you and bring you back."

"James, can I trust you?"

James looked at the girl before him. She had been good to him since he had come here. She had been kind and caring despite everything that he was. Despite the animal inside him. But he realized what she was going to ask him. She wanted him to choose between her and the brother who had cared for him his entire life. He had to make a decision fast. He glanced at the TV again. The news flashed. The pictures of the slaughtered family flashed on the screen. The young boy grinned at James. But something about that picture decided James.

"Yes, you can trust me."

….

Victor came back to the mansion late that night. He climbed the steps to his room. He was looking forward to a hot shower and spending the night with Ror. Even better, he thought showering with Ror AND spending the night with her. He opened his door expecting to see her lying curled in his bed. Instead he found his room coldly empty. Instantly he knew that something was up but Victor was tired. He growled in frustration as his plans now looked fruitless and stalked to the bathroom. She's probably back in her room. Maybe she doesn't know that I am back.

He was about to start undressing when he paused. The door between his and Jimmy's room was not sound proof. Plus he had exceptional hearing. He took a few steps closer to the door and listened. He only caught bits and pieces.

"….I need….space…Victor….not" Ror's voice floated to his ears. Then Jimmy's voice growled a low reply but Victor only caught one word, "Leave!"

….

The mission alarm blared. Doors opened and closed. Footsteps rapidly headed for the briefing room. I dressed blurrily and joined the others. I stepped inside the room and was caught off guard at the site of Victor. I went to stand beside him, hesitantly opening my mind to see if he was responsive. My mind felt like it ran into a cement wall. He was completely shut off from me.

"Hey baby," I said softly running my hand down his arm. He turned slightly at my touch but his expression was cold. I pulled my hand away and stood stiffly by him. James walked in. His eyes caught mine and he took in the site of Victor and me standing stiffly beside one another. That's not normal. Usually Victor is all over Ror.

"I'm glad you are all very prompt," the major addressed us, "We have a mission. We are going to Africa!"

…

We all filed on to the plane silently, well except Wade. His constant chatter was a source of constant friction within the team. He was crazy and annoying. James sat rigidly breathing deeply. He did not like to fly and all of the boys knew this. They liked to bug him about. I wasn't really paying any attention to what they were all bickering about until Victor stretched his claws out and was grinning sadistically at Wade. I closed my eyes and opened all of their links. I knew I would have a headache afterwards to pay for having so many in my head at the same time. Their thoughts floated into my head and I pushed back at them. Finally I sent out calm peaceful thoughts to see if it would calm all the maleness in the room.

"Hey Victor, I think you bitch is messing with our heads again!" Wade said, then grinned, "You don't want to know what kind of thoughts she is sending me." He winked and then cackled loudly.

I spoke up, "Not helpful Wade. Just shut it, ok!" and I sent a painful shock burst to him. He grimaced and instead of retorting mumbled to himself like an insane person.

I sighed leaning back and trying to sleep for the rest of the trip.

…

We hopped out of the plane in front of a warehouse like building that was heavily guarded. The major gave us quick instructions and we were in in a flash. With each passing moment, the violence got to me. I grimaced at each life that was taken by the hands or my comrades. I was disgusted that I was taking part in this. However, James told me to stay for one last mission. It was a big one and he didn't think I could escape unnoticed if I left before a huge mission.

The major was questioning the business man about a piece of rock that had been an ornament on his desk. I was confused. Because the major had never let me touch him I could never read his mind therefore his motives were a complete mystery to me. So why were we going after a hunk of rock and killing untold number, yeah it just added more fuel to my already raging fire.

Don't get me wrong though. Yes I have killed before. I tend not to make it a habit because if I have touched the person I can feel them die, and believe me, that is not a pleasant experience. However, needless killing I do not like and my miniscule conscience was beginning to bother me. I don't know if it was because I wasn't thinking straight with hormones racing through my body. Or a thought of having a child in this crazy world but this was enough. But to my surprise this wasn't the end of the night yet.

…..

We went to a small village and what I saw there was the last straw. The major had us round up everyone as he had Wade interrogate a man.

"He says that was the only piece, sir."

"He's lying, ask him again!" the major had a crazed look to his eyes. I shuttered as I stood there in the cool wind. The people's eyes all watched me and they seemed to be begging me to do something. And yet there were other eyes that were boring into me accusing me of the atrocities committed tonight.

"He's telling the truth," James spoke up as if out of nowhere.

Wade looked up quickly confused, "You don't speak the language, how in hell would you know?"

"I know."

Then the atmosphere changed and I saw the major give a quick curt nod to Victor and all hope was gone. Victor grabbed the nearest villager ready to rip his throat out when James went at him bone claws out. He grabbed Victors arm, just inches away from the death blow.

"Jimmy," growled Victor, warningly, "don't mess this up Jimmy!"

"Enough Victor, enough!"

"We have it good here."

James sighed and turned to look at me. Victor quickly looked at me to, "What does Aurora have to do with this Jimmy? It's between you and me!"

"I'm outta here." And again James looked at me and I knew it was now or never. I looked at Victor one last time. It broke my heart to see his face. I think no matter where I went or who I became, I would always love him, but from what I had seen we were better off apart. I turned to walk with James.

"Aurora! Jimmy! Don't walk away from me!" Victor yelled but his cries fell on closed ears because neither of us looked back.

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