Author's Note: First things first: Wow! I am so crazy surprised! The amount of feedback I got really gave me a good, hard shove. KatharinePryde23, Guest and Revanite201, I love your guy's constant support. It really does mean a lot to me, please keep up the heartfelt reviews!
I also wanted to apologize to my readers for the bit of Bobby bashing in the last chapter. I actually like Bobby, but I love John FAR But it was about time SOMEONE called him on his shit… Just saying…
To My Loyal Fans:I wanted to take this time to thank you ALL once again for your kind words and continued support. Without you, John and Kitty's relationship would have never made it this far. The more reviews I get, the more inspired I become, and for this, I thank you.
As I stated in my last two chapters, I have opened the opportunity to choosing the description for the story from a line out of the story. So far I have a suggestion to pull form the letter in CH 36 (KatharinePryde23) OR pull from the Comatose scene in Chapter 35 (Revanite201).
The chance is still open to those who wish to have the opportunity to have a hand in changing the description of this story that would capture a potential reader's attention. If there are any lines that you absolutely love, send me a P.M. or post the Sentence it in a comment, it can't be anymore than 385 characters long. The best candidates will be posted in chapters to come followed by an opportunity to vote for them via Review and P.M. A forewarning, I am VERY picky when it comes to this sort of thing, so make it a good one! :)
Disclaimer: The song from which this title was inspired from belongs to The Killers. The X-Men movie verse from which this came belongs to Stan Lee, Jack Kirby, Marvel, 20th Century Fox and now Disney. I own nothing but my idea behind this story. They created this sandbox, I just play in it. :)
Chapter 37
Mr. Brightside
It had been 3 months since she had received the letter. A hundred days since she had found the envelope in her room. Her training regiments had become more intense as she fought away her pain. She wasn't about to let it consume her, not like before, not when she had a team who needed her. She had finished her High School Career at Xavier's with a 4.0 GPA and walked across the stage with Bobby and a cured Rogue. She was a year younger, but had been bumped up at the beginning of her Junior Year due to her demonstration of academic skill.
Kitty reflected on how much she had grown since arriving at the School as she sat on her bed cross-legged, her eyes scanning over the pictures inside the protective casing from one of the many photo albums and yearbooks strewn about her bed. A soft knock drew her attention back to the present day. "Come in."
"Hey!" Marie greeted as she stepped through the opened the door and into the room, a small bundle of pictures in her own gloveless hand, the sight of the albums drawing her attention. "What's all this?"
"Physical nostalgia." Kitty shrugged nonchalantly. A giggle tore from her throat as she pointed to a photo. "Come here, you gotta see this!"
Rogue approached the bed and sat on her leg as she leaned over to examine the opened scrapbook, a hearty laugh coming from her. "What in the world Kitty!"
The photograph was one taken inside the Mansion. John was on Kitty's shoulders, his right arm pointed outward as the other one wrapped around her. He looked like a knight ready for combat with a metallic object on his head.
"I know right?" The younger girl replied as her giggles giving way to full blown laughter.
"What the hell is on John's head?" Rogue asked as she leaned in closer to get a better look. "Is that, a trophy?"
"I think so. If I remember correctly we were in Trophy Hall when the maids were cleaning. John grabbed it, placed it on his head and then jumped on me screaming something about ridding into battle."
"Your face is priceless! Seriously, you look like you're about to murder someone!"
"I was on my period that day!" Laughter erupted from the look on Marie's face. "Just messing with you. I think it was because of the sudden weight because I remember laughing."
"Oh look at this one!" Rogue pointed to a photograph that had been snapped before John's defection when the X-Men had taken some of the older students to Nightmares Fear Factory in Niagara Falls, CA in early January at the request of many students. It was toward the end of the Hunted House when the teens were walking through complete darkness clinging to one another that suddenly a car crashed through a wall heading their direction as if to run them over. The only thing they could really see were the headlights as they flashed but it captured a perfect picture of the fear etched on their faces.
John and Bobby had been attempting to play the tough guy act, leading the girls through the maze. Pyro mocked the other three for clinging to one another as he and Bobby strutted through the doors. Just as the headlights began to flash, John had somehow leaped just behind Bobby who screamed helplessly, with a hilariously panicked John gripping his forearm as he shirked in terror like a little girl. Rogue had her arm wrapped around the fire wilders waist with her face dug deep into Kitty's shoulder as the smallest Mutant screeched wide eyed at the lights.
"Oh my god! I can't believe I had forgotten about that!" Kitty roared as she tried to catch her breath. "The guys were such pansy's!"
"I know right? Look at Bobby's face! He looks like he's trying to take a massive dump while John is screaming at him!"
"What about you miss fearless?" Kitty snickered as she playfully mocked the other girl at the memory of how Rogue claimed haunted houses didn't scare her. "Your so far tucked between us, you could have found Narnia!"
"Hey, that shit was terrifying." Rogue said in stiches.
The two girls continued to convulse with mirth until their sides were sore, only then did the hysterics die to soft chuckles.
"Oh man," Kitty said, wiping the tears from her eyes. "I can't remember the last time I laughed this hard."
"It's been a while." Rogue said as she caught her breath. "It's wonderful seeing you smile again."
"What's that in your hand?" Kitty asked, nodding to the object in Marie's clutches. "More pictures?"
"No, actually they're your mail." The former Mutant seemed to grasp why she had originally went to Kitty's room as she handed over the small stack.
Taking them from Rogue, she realized that they were in fact six different Post Cards. The first one was of a polar bear emerging from the water, as Kitty flipped it over the only thing that it read in the all too familiar scrawl was: Greenland, not so green. In the top left hand corner was a 1.
The second card depicted a bicycler on a road surrounded by white wool with the caption being: An Ireland Traffic Jam. (4)
Next was a picture of a beautiful waterfall surrounded by green grass. She flipped it over to reveal the words: The Golden Circle, Iceland. You think this place would be covered in the stuff but its not. (2)
Calligraphy of the word Stockholm hung above an old Fashioned Frigate in port. The scrawling on the back read: Sweden is NOT where Swiss cheese comes from. (3)
Card number five in the stack showed a canal, the arches under the bridge lit with beautiful LED lights, Amsterdam written below. This cards message was: Walked into a coffee shop to get this card and got the munchies. Didn't smoke a thing. (6)
The last was a vintage looking one. Big Ben was stamped in black ink and lightly colored with a light coppery brown on the right side. On the left, a stamp of the house of Parliament was done in the same style with a light pink stamp in the middle read "Keep Calm and Carry On" The word London scaled the right side. Various different lines gave the postcard a distressed effect. It was by far the most detailed of the set. On the back the Message read: Fun fact: It is illegal to die in the Palace of Westminster. (5)
Kitty finished reading the last message aloud before gazing at Rogue in bewilderment, trying to grasp what was going on.
"Those are pretty cool cards," Marie stated as she gently took them from Kitty to examine them closer. "Any idea who their from?"
"I have one," Kitty swallowed hard. "But I'd rather not believe it."
The shuffling of cards stopped as she turned toward her friend. "John?"
The name hung in the air like a chandelier, heavy and fragile as silence filled the empty space. Kitty swallowed hard as she nodded the affirmative. She had accepted his absence enough to joke and reflect on old times, but it was another thing entirely to even insinuate the possibility of the postcards coming from the one person who had caused her so much agony.
"Well maybe it's from a relative, or someone playing a joke." Rogue suggested dismissively as she moved a piece of hair from her face with a shake of her head, handing the mysterious objects back.
"That's one hell of an elaborate prank." She stated as she accepted the items, her eyes narrowed in concentration her mind going over every person it could have been, but there was no denying who the cards came. Kitty tossed the mail aside in frustration as she placed her head in her hands. "Why? Why does he do this shit to me?"
"I don't know sweetie." Rogue gently rubber her back, offering what little comfort she could for her distraught friend. "John is just, John. Nothing he's ever done made sense to anyone but himself."
"Your wrong," Kitty's words were soft as she turned to look at the other girl. "It used to make sense to me. But now? I feel like I don't even know who he is anymore."
"People change. Maybe it's time to let him go and move on?"
"Maybe it is." Kitty picked at a loose thread of her Duvet, mulling over her words. The two sat there in a compatible silence, each wrapped in their own thoughts. When Kitty began to feel uncomfortable she put on a forced smile and turned toward her friend. "So, you and Bobby, that's gotta be incredibly different."
The forwardness of the statement caught Marie off guard as she began to blush madly. "You have no idea."
"Okay, now I really want to know." Kitty pressed, thankful for the subject change.
"It's stupid really."
"Come on Rogue, we're best friends! We tell each other everything!"
"Alright, alright." Marie said with an embarrassed smile, her southern accent getting thicker. What she said next, took Kitty by surprise. "We had sex."
"What? When?" Kitty yelled as she playfully hit her best friend in the arm with a pillow. "You little vixen! Why didn't you tell me?"
"Last night. An' ah was gonna tell you until we got distracted. After that it seemed dumb."
"Not at all!" Kitty shook her head. "How did it feel?"
She knew how much it meant to Marie to go through with the action. Many in the mansion probably assumed that would be the first thing she would have done, but the brunette knew her friend better than that. Sex terrified her because of how many men she had come across were absolute pigs. The repulsing thoughts of her first kiss didn't help the situation either.
Rogue shrugged with a smile. "Painful. Intense. Wonderful. Ah've never been so close to another person before and from wha Ah understand, neither has he."
"Yeah," Kitty nodded in agreement. "I know what you mean. The pain subsides after a while. But it's an indescribable closeness, ya know?"
"Exactly. It's like you're tha only two people in the world. " She gushed and suddenly Kitty realized just how much she missed having that with John. She swallowed the feelings down like a bitter pill as she focused her attention on her friend's wonderful new experience, the two gossiping until well into the night.
Within months after the incident of Alcatraz, Scientists with HGP published the first complete map of the human genome. Because rising tensions as a result of those actions, the President appointed Beast as ambassador to the UN in the hopes of improving human-mutant relations. In addition, Politicians maintained that the 2,000 mile long wall that had been erected along the Mexican border was a necessary measure for the prevention of illegal immigration, many continued to argue that the wall was a last-ditch effort to contain Mexico's growing population of mutant rebels.
The world around them was falling apart, but Xavier's managed to remain strong, though they were losing ground fast and many of the X-Men feared the worst for the fate of the school. But day to day life continued on as Kitty tried to stay true to the advice Rogue had given her, however it was a peaceful summer night that made her realize it wouldn't be possible without some sort of closure.
Kitty was sitting in the courtyard, her ear-buds in, nose deep in a shape shifter novel called Scent of a Mate. She was so consumed in her own world that she failed to notice the massive Mutant beside her until his smooth Russian voice spoke, startling Kitty so bad that it nearly knocked her out of her seat.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to startle you." Pitor laughed deeply.
"You're fine. Just wrapped up in the story is all."
"Easy to do with this novel." He remarked gestured to the title. "It's one of my favorite Romance series."
A blush as bright as a rose crossed Kitty's features; the book was more graphic than she cared to admit, getting her worked up quickly every time she read it, but too good a story to set down. The fact that someone else had read the book as well made her question the thoughts in his head regarding her.
"So far it's one of mine too. Jordan is my favorite character easily."
"Same here. The characters were very likeable and easy to relate to." The other mutant continued innocently as if discussing a sexual novel was an everyday thing.
"Yeah, I have to agree with you on that one." The blush on her face grew darker with each passing second as her fingers toyed with a part of the paperback binding, which had been falling apart long before she had acquired it from the used bookstore.
Pitor cleared his throat before he spoke. "So I actually came out here to ask you something, Katya."
Kitty silently thanked whatever God there was for the change of subject. "Sure Pete, what's up?"
"I was-well you see there's this new place in town and well, I was wondering if you'd like to have diner with me sometime?" On the battlefield the mighty man was calm, collected like poetry in motion. When he spoke to friends he was a likeable, easygoing guy but the usually confident man was now awkward and shy like a freshman on the first day of school.
Kitty blinked as she glanced at her current state. Men's Russell sweatpants hung shapelessly on her hips, the black zip-up hoody with her personal pink accent color made up the X-Men logo. Her hair was pulled back in messy ponytail and there was no trace of makeup on her face. The fact that he had even looked at her that way while she was in this state both shocked and confused her as well as spoke volumes about the man.
'This isn't happening.' Her mind screamed. 'This is Colossus we're talking about. The gentle giant!' It wasn't that she wasn't attracted to the man beside her; it's just that she had never considered dating anyone after John; therefore she never really looked at anyone in that light.
Yet here she was, being asked out by one of the most sought-after X-Men with the body chiseled by the Gods of Asgard themselves. An image of John the New Years night all those years ago filtered into her mind and she mentally shook the memory away. 'He isn't here anymore. You have to accept that and move on.' The variation of Rogue's words echoed in her mind and suddenly she couldn't find a reason not to go on a date with Pitor. As she looked at her fellow Mutant she realized she had sat there for many moments without having said a word and panic had begun to cross the features of her fellow X-Men. Swallowing hard she said the first words that came to mind with a teasing smile.
"Only if you promise not to be this shy."
So she went. Black dress, heals and all. Pitor, clad in black dress pants and shoes, an open collared black pin-stripe button up and dress jacket, was a perfect gentleman as he offered a single rose to begin the night. He held open doors and pulled out chairs. When they arrived at Beautique, he let her order anything she wanted and picked up the tab. They talked and laughed effortlessly, then the night drew to an end and he gently kissed the back of her.
Before long she found herself going on many dates with the amazing man. They had done everything from Bowling and Darts to Movies and Romantic Dinners by candle light.
The first time she kissed him it was sudden surprising to both. They had gone on a double date with Bobby and Rogue to the bowling alley. Kitty had always been a terrible bowler and Pitor dominated the scoreboard.
"I think I've figured out your problem." The Russian said as he set down his Coke, approaching her from behind when she picked up her ball. Gently he took her wrists, the appendage looking tinny against his massive hands. "You turn your wrist when you throw, giving you a curve that you don't want, causing it to only take down one or two pins."
"Or fly into the gutter?" She chuckled earning a belly laugh in response.
"Or fly into the gutter. I was trying to be nice." He playfully reprimanded before he maneuvered the eleven-pound ball into her right arm with ease as if it were only a basketball. The heavy item rested against her forearm as he adjusted her fingers to fit inside the appropriate holes. "Okay, now you want to hold the ball like this. As you approach the lane, picture an enemy of Bobby's size standing before you."
"Hey, I heard that!" The ice Mutant whined playfully from behind, ignored by the other two.
"Draw your arm back and then throw it forward, as if you were trying to hit the invisible person in the belly button. Then release the ball. Your forearm will keep the ball in a forward motion instead of curving it to the side. But be sure to picture the bellybutton as that first pin."
Kitty nodded as she approached the lane. She inhaled several deep breaths before walking forward, slow at first then picking up her pace before finally swinging her arm back and pitching the ball forward like Pitor had instructed, landing with a loud thud. She watched with bated breath as it accelerated down the alley, colliding just between the first and second pin, leaving a path of destruction in its wake and not a single pin standing.
Excitement rushed through her as she leaped into the air; a shout of triumph leaving her lips. The moment her feet connected with the hardwood floor she spun around, sprinting as fast as her legs could carry her. When she passed the return rack she leaped into the air at the Russian Mutant who caught her effortlessly mid flight, the lithe woman wrapped her legs around his waist in return. Her mind in a state of ecstasy, she took his face into her hands, kissing him deeply. She knew she should enjoy it because it was what was expected but despite the effort, she just couldn't. The moment their lips met it felt foreign and wrong. The top of his lip poked hers from the faint stubble of his recent shear. Despite how little he had used, the faint scent of his Stetson Aftershave that she had once enjoyed now bombarded her nose overpoweringly. Her stomach knotted, instead of erupted in butterflies. He wasn't a bad kisser, in fact quite the opposite, but it wasn't what she wanted.
It wasn't who she wanted.
Time went on and before they knew it, Colossus and Shadowcat had been dating for a little over 3 months and kissing him had still never been effortless. It made Kitty thankful that Pitor wasn't one for massive amounts of P.D.A. The fact that the cards kept coming every few weeks didn't help matters much either. She couldn't help but smile at some of the messages scribbled on the back but was careful to keep her guilty pleasure hidden from everyone.
"Psst. Kitty."
The brunette looked up from the broken computer she had tinkering with, her eyes narrowed in confusion at the purse slung over Marie's shoulder with Pitor and Bobby just behind her, both wearing nervous expressions as they scanned the hallway.
"What's going on guys?"
"I figured it's been a while since we've all done anything reckless." Rogue smiled mischievously as she reached into the bag, carefully exposing the label attached to a bottle of Sailor Jerry's Rum before concealing it once more. "You in?"
Kitty's eyes went wide as she looked around nervously. Her voice a hushed whisper when she spoke. "Where did you get that?"
"Last time I went into town, I slipped a dude a couple of bucks and he bought it for me." The older girl beamed. Kitty couldn't help but smile at how audacious her friend was. She would have never found the courage to accomplish such a feat. "Get your iPod, we're heading down to the lake."
The hike to the lake wasn't anywhere near the same length of time it had been when they had been raided by Striker. Soon they found themselves sitting beside a fire Pitor had created using the same method Kitty had a few years prior, drinking the run straight out of the bottle as they passed it around.
The liquid burned like fire, stealing her breath away as she consumed her drink, making her thankful the boys had thought to bring cans of Dr. Pepper. The Russian in Pitor came out as he downed shots straight out of the large vile with no more than a wince afterword as he and Bobby seemed to be competing, with Iceman quickly losing. Kitty and Iceman were the first two to stop when the bottle was half gone. Neither was completely drunk, but both felt loose and relaxed from the heat of the liquor. Once Pitor finished the last drop, Kitty rose to her feet, realizing for the first time, just how much she had drank as she wobbled slightly before catching herself.
"You okay there turbo?" Rogue giggled.
As she stood straighter she held up her finger, Pitor quickly moving beside her in an attempt at preventing the young Mutant from falling into the fire. "I'm okay. Just gonna dip my toes into the water."
"Okay, just try not to drown yourselves." Bobby called after their retreating forms.
The two walked hand in hand toward the dock. Once they reached their destination, Kitty gingerly stepped into the Red and White 2006 Regal 1900 runabout boat. With her back to the shore, she sat on the tanning deck located at the rear and removed her convers before dipping her toes into the cool liquid, swirling her feet around as she marveled at the feel of it between her toes.
"The whole sneaking around, drinking, being out here under the stars. It's actually better than what boring plan I had for tonight."
"You mean playing your Xbox is boring?" Kitty teased, nudging his shoulder.
"It can be." He chuckled. "I guess what I mean is that if you wanna stay out here for a while, I'm cool with that."
"Whatever you wanna do. Following your lead tonight." Kitty said with a smile as she looked back out over the glassy surface a hit of uncertainty flashing across her face for a fraction of a second, not going unnoticed by Pitor.
"Why are you doin that?" He questioned gently. "Follow my lead."
"What do you mean?"
"Well," Colossus paused for a moment, searching for the right words before settling on just explaining his thoughts. "You have a long history with John ya know? I just don't want you to get the wrong idea from me. Like I'm only after one thing."
"Do you not want me to be here with you?"
"Are you kidding?" Pitor asked quickly with a smile he couldn't stop. "Part of me is saying don't screw this up ass-wipe, you have a beautiful girl right in front of you."
"I bet I can guess what part of you is saying that." Kitty laughed as she gestured toward his lower half with her head, earning an embarrassed laugh in return.
"Yeah." His smile faded as he looked earnestly into her eyes. "But the other part of me is saying: why is this beautiful girl here with you when she really wants to be with someone else?"
"Why don't you quit trying to figure me out and just," Kitty scotched closer to Pitor, her heart racing with nervous apprehension with every inch closer. "Let me show you how I feel?"
She cupped his cheek as their lips finally met. The kiss was soft but full of intention as their lips parted slightly before tenderly clashing together briefly once more. Kitty drew back slowly, looking deeply into his brilliantly hazel eyes. The smooth green on the edge contrasted beautifully with the amber color in the middle, a deep paradox to the copper that rested against honey with flakes of gold that could only belong to Pyro. 'Don't do this to yourself.' She chided mentally. 'Your with Pete now, forget John.'
Kitty cocked her head to the side, a smile dancing across her lips that didn't quite meet her eyes. "Now does that feel like the kind of girl that doesn't wanna be with you?"
Pitor's answer came in the form of another kiss as he slowly closed the gap between them. The kiss was deeper; their tongues began to explore each other's mouths tenderly. Taking control Kitty pushed forward, gently guiding him onto his back as she straddled his hips. The massive hand found its way to the small of her back where he held her as close as possible. The kiss grew more fiercer as the liquor now coursed through Kitty's veins. Gripping the hem of his shirt she forcefully pulled at the black V-Neck muscle shirt. Breaking the kiss momentarily, he sat up and removed the shirt in a fluid motion before crashing their lips back together once more.
She noted that his body felt big and bulky in comparison to John's smaller frame. His torso was smooth and chiseled with a small happy trail leading from his belly button and disappearing beneath the waistband of his loose, faded denim jeans, something John never grew. With shaking hands she reached between the them and began to fumble with the brown button of his pants.
"Hey," Pitor spoke gently as he quickly noticed her trembling form. He gently stopped her working hands with his, forcibly breaking the kiss of a aggressive Kitty. In all the time he had known her, it wasn't like her to be so presumptuous and uncertain. "Hey, are you sure you wanna do this?"
"Stop asking me that!" Kitty snapped with more venom than intended, as she moved off of him. "I'm here with you aren't I?"
Pitor was taken aback, surprised by the outburst, but understanding as he moved into a more comfortable position beside her. "Who you tryin convince, me or you?"
"Look, I really, really like you and I want to be with you." Kitty placed her hand forehead as she tried in vein to fight off the tears, her trembling voice betraying her as she spoke. "It would just make things so much easier."
"For who? Maybe for everyone else, but not for you." Pitor said earnestly as he rubbed her back. "Hey, it's okay. You love who you love."
"But what if I don't want to love him?"
"It's not that simple Katya. The heart chooses who it wants to love, not the brain. From the sounds of it you two had something really special and you just haven't gotten the closure you need."
Kitty leaned into Pitor as he wrapped her in a warm, comforting hug. "You're a good friend Pete."
"Second choice, but I'll take it." He joked lightheartedly and suddenly Kitty felt as though everything was going to be fine as her guilt washed away.
Kitty stood before the trio of graves, fresh flowers placed delicately before the headstones. It had become a bit of a weekly ritual for the young woman to visit the Memorial Garden. She felt so lost without Xavier's direction.
"I miss you so much. All of you." Kitty stated to the air as a soft breeze blew. "But I could really use your guidance Professor. I feel so lost. I'm afraid for the school's future. I'm afraid of my own feelings. I feel as though disaster is all around us, looming in the distance."
'Only after disaster can we be resurrected.' Kitty's eyes went wide at the sound of a rich, booming instrument that filled her mind. 'It's only after you've lost everything that you realize your true strength. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is healing.'
"Professor?" She called as she frantically looked around.
'I am here Kitty.' The soothing unmistakable voice of Xavier explained. 'I have never left your sides.'
Kitty's feet pumped as hard as they could. 'He's alive!' The single though screamed in her mind as she raced into the Mansion. She Phased through wall after wall, through several unsuspecting students. A smile plastered across her face, she began up the stairs only to meet a beaming Storm as she descended the staircase.
"You heard it too." The small Mutant stated the simple truth just as Logan, Hank, Bobby, and Colossus converged into the entryway at the same moment, disbelief written across their own faces. Without a moments hesitation Kitty leaped over the railing landing effortlessly below thanks to her Parkour skills. Phasing through the first set of doors, she gripped the handles of the second and threw them open inwards. The sun was momentarily blinding before revealing Doctor Moria Mac Taggart, her hands gripping the handles of a Hospital Wheelchair. Kitty smiled as the doors behind her burst open. She said the first words that came to mind:
"Welcome home Professor. What the hell took you so long?"
Author's Afterword: It's about damn time he returned right? I'm sorry guys, I just HAD to pay homage to the Comics relationship between Kitty and Colossus… It's pretty crazy how that worked I did borrow a couple things in this chapter.
The first being the photograph from the haunted house. If you want to see the picture of terror mentioned here go to goggle and type in the 45 best scared bros buzzfeed. It should be the first link and the picture is 19. It's of two burly tattooed guys screaming like little girls as their girlfriends/friends hide behind them in terror. It made me laugh hard when I saw it and just HAD to add it in. I did change the description of the girl on the end because the squinty eyes bothered I'm not sure if I conveyed the photo right and am ALWAYS open to suggestions on how to make it better!
The second: A scene from the show South of Nowhere. It takes place in S1E10: Say it Ain't So, Spencer. The scene was used for Pitor figuring out where her true feelings lied. I changed some things around and made it fit, but the formula was taken from a part of the show.
The final thing I used was a modified version of the disaster quote, which came from Chuck Palahniuk in Fight Club. "Only after disaster can we be resurrected. It's only after you've lost everything that you're free to do anything. Nothing is static, everything is evolving, everything is falling apart."
I know that in the beginning of the story, the cursing among the characters was a bit of a concern for some readers. I tried to reduce the cursing as much as possible, but in the heat of battle, they would slew from most people's mouths. I know for me after I had entered in the Military (Discharged during basic for a hip injury), my mouth had NO filter once I was discharged and can only assume it would be the same instance here. Although cursing is second nature to me, I will try to moderate it, but in high tense or emotion instances, PLEASE try to
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