Authors Note.
A) Ellies codename is Psyche-thought I'd remind you all.
B) I tried to avoid it because of the film, but I can no longer! Half the mutants that were killed off in the 3rd X-men film didn't die in the comics, and unless I start using obscure mutants you'll have to look up (which would make this a more indepth X-men fic, which I didn't want it to be as that's only supposed to be Ellies backstory-hense it not being a crossover fic) I'll have to follow the comics more than the film. So Cyclops is in this fic. Sorry :P
Kitty chased her down the long corridor under the school, "Ellie! Ellie! Wait up!"
her friend slowed, turning; her face stoney. "El, you ok?"
"I have to be Kit…we need to help out with that monster before he levels Harlem. The time for being sad is later"
They suited up, pulling on the black and yellow leather outfits quickly; their boots resonating around the room as they ran to the blackbird jet. They strapped themselves into their seats, and looked around with anticipation as the sleek black plane raised out of the basketball court. The other team members gave her side glances as she sat stoically. Her emotions were conflicting; her main worry that while she was upset about their break-up, she didn't feel upset enough.
They were given their mission breakdown; the experienced members of the team were fighting and the younger or less experienced members were on evac; getting innocents out of the area as quickly as they could.
"Give me a real fight!" the words grumbled out of the green giants mouth; as he smashed a car into the ground. the flight wasn't long, and they were soon placing the jet on the roof of a large building, and making their way down to the ground. Ellie flew directly down the side of the building, carrying Cyclops under his arms, so they can launch an aerial assault. He caught the monster from behind, a beam of red hitting it in the back of the head. The monster turned; giving Kitty the chance to come up from the ground under his feet and faze her hand inside his ankle. He screamed as her hand became solid and hit the floor; barely missing her with his gargantuan fists. Wind whipped up around him; and hale the size of bowling balls rained down the moment the others in her team moved out of storms way. They'd drilled that manoeuvre; and this was the first time someone wasn't nearly knocked out.
Explosions went off all around him, briefly disorientating him as they resonated; causing him to twist between them. Fatigue began to creep at his senses as Psyche manipulated his emotions; draining his emotional energy to power her own attack. She made an obvious target, gold glowing form hovering in the air and he lunged for her; but she dodged his attacks with ease, darting between his hands. She twisted her hands together and fired a ball of emotional energy at the ankle Kitty broke earlier and it missed, hitting him in the thigh instead. She cursed her terrible aim and swung around, aiding some of the younger mutants in rescuing people from cars while her energy levels built up again.
Two soldiers fired a large rocket from a launcher but he caught it; his laugh menacing as he crushed it, the flames engulphing his form but causing no damage. Wolverine pounced; sliding his claws into the flesh of the creatures pulsating neck and pushing his curled up legs downwards, ripping 6 long gashes in the pale green back. Jubilee quickly flicked energy balls into the cuts as they healed; detonating them from the inside and causing the faux Hulk to cry out in pain. Lighting hit him; again and again but only caused mild charring. They were becoming exhausted; what had they filled this man with? His ankle was obviously broken and his back open and bleeding; but he didn't even seem to notice the pain.
Kitty joined Ellie in rescuing the trapped passengers, fazing them through seatbelts as Ellie smashed in windscreens; pulling frightened passengers from smouldering cars and pointing them towards the safe evacuation points. The distinctive sounds of helicopters could be heard from above; though one stood out, as instead of fleeing the scene as the others had it hovered in the air. The grin on the monsters face grew as he looked up, and he began attempting to walk towards the abandoned and piled up vehicles.
"GO!" shadowcat shouted, "I can handle things here!"
Ellie flew up, ready to warn the soldiers inside that this wasn't the time to try and be heroes; that it wouldn't work. As she neared it; the back doors opened, and a figure started walking out, all in blue could be seen. He dropped, and she realised it was him. Bruce. The hulk was here to help. She darted up to the open doors and shouted in "leave! Before your all killed!" and guns were pointed in her direction. She shook her head "General Ross I presume…" before turning and dropping from the sky herself. That was when she realised; why was Banner still human? Why hadn't he changed?
She sped up, pumping all the fear from around her into his small, dropping form but it didn't work; his eyes met hers as he smashed into the sidewalk; and she screamed; fear and dread filling her. There was no way he'd survive that; no human could…her heart broke, her world caved in and for a suddenly; the only thing she felt in her head was her. It was horrendous. She shook in mid-air, pulling her knees up to her chest as she sobbed. Her fellow mutants looked up at her as her sadness hit them in waves; and people who were previously running fell to the ground in tears. Poitre was right…and now it was too late. How could she carry on without him, without him with her permanently; a constant, comforting presence in her soul. She realised her love too late.