Ok, here is the most recent chapter. I will say that because I had writer's
block I didn't post, but now I'm doing pretty well. Please forgive the
delay and someone besides giveGodtheGlory (rock on gurl) review! Please!
-Ice Lynx
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After two days everyone in the mansion knew about Kurt and Milana, who did not speak about their past. Whenever anyone brought it up they would find excuses to leave or be busy, or they would simply walk away from the questioners. After a while Xavier called a meeting of the senior X Men in his office.
"Magneto is up to something again," Xavier said. "I'm fairly certain it has something to with the White House this time."
"Big surprise," Logan said.
"We're on our way," Scott said.
"Are any of the Juniors coming?" Ororo asked, looking at Kurt out of the corner of her eye. Milana had recently become a Junior X Man, and it was an opinion of some that both Milana and Kurt going on the same mission might lead to trouble, which the professor quickly extinguished.
"We are all family anyway," he had said. "Each of us cares for eachother deeply and that makes it a risk, it has always been like that." But today he also took a quick glance at Kurt as he answered Ororo's question.
"No, it will only be you five, assuming Hank does not want to go." Xavier looked at Hank, who nodded.
"Alright then, team, let's move out." Scott said. A little while later the basketball court disappeared as the Blackbird rose from the ground and took off into the night.
"Where do ya think the oldies are going?" Rogue asked Jubilee and Milana. The three were standing by a window, watching the jet leave. Jubilee shrugged.
"No idea, what do you think Mil?" Jubilee and Rogue looked at Milana.
"Dunno," she replied, taking off her large orange sweater.
"Worrying about the ol' pops?" Jubilee asked.
"Why should I? He can handle himself." Milana said, twirling her sweater and then putting it on the windowsill.
"Yeah but, this is like the first mission since you two found out, isn't it?" Rogue said. Milana nodded.
"But we found out while the mansion was under attack, didn't we? I didn't worry about him then." She said, walking away. "See you guys later, I'm gonna go get some food." After she had gone Jubilee looked at Rogue. Jubilee picked up Milana's sweater.
"Hmm, she's forgot her sweater. I'll take it to her in a bit." She said. Then she paused. "I think she's worried about him."
"But she said she wasn't." Rogue replied.
"Yeah, but, I mean, everyone worries about everyone who goes on those missions, and he's her dad!" Jubilee said. "Like, you worry about Logan, don't blush, even he knows you do, and you two aren't even related! (Though I bet you wish you were closer than that to him...)"
"Shut up!" Rogue said, blushing even harder. "But you're probably right about Milana. I wonder how they separated? And Kurt never mentioned he had family..."
"Oh well, like the professor says, they'll tell when they tell." Jubilee said. Rogue suddenly smiled.
"But Logan and Hank heard something," she said.
"What? They know?" Jubilee said, a mischievous smile on her face. Rogue nodded.
"Yep, it has something to do with bad memories and Kurt had a wife!" Rogue said excitedly.
"Well everyone's guessed the bad memories part, duh," Jubilee said. "But a wife? Cool! Wonder where she is?"
"Maybe they're secretly trying to find her, like she was kidnapped or something!" Rogue said. Jubilee looked thoughtful.
"Yeah! And Kurt had gotten away, but Milana had gotten away before him, and they couldn't find each other, and her mom was gone to because she got away and was also separated-"
"-And the professor is helping them find her-"
"-And they don't want to talk about it because they were beat up and stuff when they were prisoners and were concerned about the wife." Jubilee finished.
"Wow, we could've figured the whole thing out right there," she said, laughing.
"There's nothing funny about that assumption, even though it's wrong." Growled a voice behind them. Both teens spun around and saw Milana, looking very angry, standing with her hands on her hips and glaring at her friends.
"Milana!" Rogue said. "We were just- I'm sorry."
"Save it," Milana said, grabbing her sweater and walking away. She paused at the end of the hall. "My mother's dead." She said, then walked into her room and slammed the door. Rogue sighed.
"We just screwed up bad," she said.
"But we found out what happened to Milana's mom," Jubilee replied. "And why neither of them will talk about it." Rogue just walked away.
Once in her room Milana threw the sweater across the room . Then she noticed something odd, very odd, and wrong. Mystique was sitting on her bed and smiling at her.
*****
"Alright, there it is." Scott said, looking through the window at the White House. "I'm going to circle around and check the-"
"Holy shit!" Logan said. The entire back of the white house was black like a huge fire raged in it, firemen were nowhere to be seen, the entire place was deserted.
"Where is everyone? This is the White House," Ororo said.
"I'm betting the military is on it's way," Logan said. "And Magneto's here somewhere." Ororo and Jean nodded. Kurt looked around through the front window.
"I vonder vere they are," he said.
"So do I; so let's go find them," Scott said. The blackbird drifted down to the ground and landed with a bump, but even Logan didn't make a remark on the landing, instead he got up and headed out the exit. The rest of the team followed and looked around then turned to Scott, besides Logan who stayed on the lookout.
"Alright, let's head out in a group, I don't think we should attempt looking for Magneto in pairs or less," the brown haired man said. The rest of the team nodded.
"Vere are ve going first?" Kurt asked.
"I think probably inside the White House, looking around the grounds as we go. Alright, everyone ready? Let's go find the Brotherhood." Once they got to the White House doors Logan looked around.
"Still empty, and quiet, I don't like it," he stated. Scott stepped forward and pushed on the door, which swung open easily. He walked in and the rest followed.
"Alright, be on the lookout for anything that doesn't look ordinary for the White House, as well as anyone. Don't forget, Mystique could be anyone, so we stick together. Got it?" Again everyone nodded and they walked forward, through hall after hall. Every room they passed, besides a few overturned chairs or other pieces of furniture, were empty and untouched. When they reached a large staircase they stopped, Mystique was on the top and grinning down at them, her yellow eyes flashing.
"Well, didn't take long for Xavier's Pep Squad to show up," she said, her many toned voice echoing off the walls. Logan growled as his claws unsheathed, but Ororo but a restraining hand on his shoulder.
"What are you doing here Mystique?" Scott demanded, a hand up on his visor. Mystique smiled, her white teeth almost glowing at them.
"Oh, if I told you know there wouldn't be any fun in this, would there?" she said.
"What do we do?" Jean whispered.
"I say kill her," Logan growled. "We can find out what Mag-ass is doing later- arh!" Suddenly Logan started to float in the air, and Magneto's voice drifted down to them, though the man's physical body remained unseen.
"Now now my dear Wolverine, is that really the language we use in the White House? What if our good President were here?" Logan grimaced as his claws began to spread apart and then return to normal, only to spread apart further again. Ororo backed away a step as he rose higher.
"Logan!" She cried. Scott thought for a split second as Logan rose higher.
"Kurt, get him down from there!" he said. Kurt disappeared in a puff of blue smoke, reappearing right next to Logan in midair and then grabbing him, then both disappeared and landed a second later on the floor, but Logan just started to rise again.
"No tricks," Mystique called. "None of that annoying teleportation Kurty." Kurt glared at her as Logan grunted again, sweat trickling off of his forehead.
"Scott, we've got to help him!" Ororo said urgently. Scott jumped up and grabbed Logan's foot as it started to drift out of reach.
"Scooter, pulling my leg off isn't gonna help," Logan growled.
"Shut up, Logan," Scott panted as they rose a bit higher, Logan's speed slowing down with the added weight. Scott looked down at Ororo, Kurt, and Jean, who were just staring at the duo. "Storm, get some lightning ready!" he hollered. Ororo nodded and her eyes went white, the outside becoming dark and rain striking the windows.
"Aw, isn't that cute?" Mystique said, laughing at Logan with Scott hanging off his foot.
"Cuter when I get down and kill you, bitch," Logan growled. His claws stretched out further and he grimaced, a low groan escaping from his throat.
"Scott! Be careful!" Jean said urgently.
"Oh yeah, tell Scooter to- ah!" Logan gasped and a sickening snapping sound came from his body.
"Logan!" Ororo cried. "What happened?"
"OW!" was all Logan could reply. Scott looked down at the six feet between him and the heads of his teammates and let go, landing with a grunt on the floor.
"We've got to get him down!" Jean said urgently.
"Jus' go after Mags, soon as you distract him I'll get down and come to help out," Logan growled. Scott nodded.
"Best idea, come on!" he said. They looked up at Mystique, but Kurt let out a gasp. Instead of Mystique, Milana was in her place, her purple face smiling at them.
"Calm down Kurt, it's only Mystique," Scott said, putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder. The blue man shook his head and nodded, and instantly 'Milana' laughed and tore off down the hall. All four X Men gave chase immediately, running up the stairs and turning a few corners when they spotted Milana, who giggled.
"Cut it out Mystique, you can't fool us," Scott hollered. Suddenly Mystique, in her natural blue scaled body walked in from a door and stood by Milana, who smiled at her.
"Is someone looking for me?" Mystique asked. All four X Men froze.
"Milana?" Kurt gasped.
"Hey pops," Milana called back, still smiling.
"What are you doing?!" Scott said, his mouth hanging open. Milana ignored him.
"Alright, you've got them, now I want my money." She said.
"Not yet," Mystique hissed. "Not until their dead, that was the deal."
"If you can't handle them here you really are pathetic, *it* is right there and I need to get outta here before they miss me at school." Milana hissed back. Mystique glanced up at the X Men and then walked back out of sight, returning a moment later with a case. Milana opened it and Kurt caught a glimpse of a bunch of folded up bills before she snapped it closed again. Taking the suitcase in one hand she stuck out the other.
"Nice doing business with ya," she said. Mystique shook her hand and Milana looked at Kurt, smiling.
"Sorry papa, but I need to get outta here before Xavier finds out I'm gone. Nice knowing you," she said, bounding out of the hall. Kurt had only taken a few steps forward when a huge boom echoed through the halls as the floor ahead of him exploded.
*****
Kurt woke up and for a few moments unable to see anything in focus. A bright light was in front of him, and vaguely he wondered if he was dead and had managed to get to Heaven. But his head started to pound and slowly he could see more. After a minute he found he was in the medical bay at the school.
"Vot?" he whispered hoarsely. His throat, his head, everything ached and nothing would move, he couldn't even turn his head.
"Kurt? Oh thank goodness, I was worried about you my friend," Kurt looked around slowly, then saw Hank standing over him with a smile on his face. Kurt's eyes closed again and he tried to take a deep breath.
"Vere, vot happened?" he croaked.
"You were almost killed, that's what. You've been out for a week and a half already." Hank said, "You took the worst hit of all of the X Men, all the other's had woken up. I was worried we were going to lose you." Kurt tried to register this, but the last he could remember was Milana running off and then a bright light... Kurt's eyes snapped open.
"Milana! Vere is she! Vot vos-" Hank suddenly seemed angry and held up a hand.
"You need your rest, Kurt, you're in no condition to be getting excited like this." He said.
"But Mil-"
"Don't think about her, go back to sleep." Hank ordered, turning away. Kurt tried to speak again, but a wave of exhaustion took his and his head sank back onto the examination table.
*****
Kurt woke up again faster, his eyes taking in the sight of Hank in one corner, Jean with her arm in a sling and reading some papers. She looked up and smiled at Kurt, walking over.
"Hey sleepy head," she said softly. "Feeling alright?" Kurt nodded painfully.
"Better," he said.
"Glad to hear it," Jean replied. "You're going to be sore for a while, but I don't think there will be any lasting effects, thank goodness."
"Vere is Milana? Vot vos going on?" Kurt demanded. Jean paused.
"I think you should speak with the professor about that," she said timidly. Hank got up and walked out of the room huffily, just as Logan walked in, holding a bottle of beer.
"Oh, the elf's awake," Logan remarked, taking a long sip. "That's good."
"Vere is Milana?" Kurt demanded again. Logan choked on his beer and then scowled.
"She ain't here Kurt," he growled.
"Vere is she? Vot vos she doing at the-"
"Elf, she's gone. She set us up for a load of cash and then hauled ass, left everything but the valuable stuff." Logan said.
"Vot?" Kurt said.
"Logan, don't-" Jean started to say. Logan crushed the can with his fingers.
"She betrayed us," Logan spat. "She betrayed you."
-Ice Lynx
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After two days everyone in the mansion knew about Kurt and Milana, who did not speak about their past. Whenever anyone brought it up they would find excuses to leave or be busy, or they would simply walk away from the questioners. After a while Xavier called a meeting of the senior X Men in his office.
"Magneto is up to something again," Xavier said. "I'm fairly certain it has something to with the White House this time."
"Big surprise," Logan said.
"We're on our way," Scott said.
"Are any of the Juniors coming?" Ororo asked, looking at Kurt out of the corner of her eye. Milana had recently become a Junior X Man, and it was an opinion of some that both Milana and Kurt going on the same mission might lead to trouble, which the professor quickly extinguished.
"We are all family anyway," he had said. "Each of us cares for eachother deeply and that makes it a risk, it has always been like that." But today he also took a quick glance at Kurt as he answered Ororo's question.
"No, it will only be you five, assuming Hank does not want to go." Xavier looked at Hank, who nodded.
"Alright then, team, let's move out." Scott said. A little while later the basketball court disappeared as the Blackbird rose from the ground and took off into the night.
"Where do ya think the oldies are going?" Rogue asked Jubilee and Milana. The three were standing by a window, watching the jet leave. Jubilee shrugged.
"No idea, what do you think Mil?" Jubilee and Rogue looked at Milana.
"Dunno," she replied, taking off her large orange sweater.
"Worrying about the ol' pops?" Jubilee asked.
"Why should I? He can handle himself." Milana said, twirling her sweater and then putting it on the windowsill.
"Yeah but, this is like the first mission since you two found out, isn't it?" Rogue said. Milana nodded.
"But we found out while the mansion was under attack, didn't we? I didn't worry about him then." She said, walking away. "See you guys later, I'm gonna go get some food." After she had gone Jubilee looked at Rogue. Jubilee picked up Milana's sweater.
"Hmm, she's forgot her sweater. I'll take it to her in a bit." She said. Then she paused. "I think she's worried about him."
"But she said she wasn't." Rogue replied.
"Yeah, but, I mean, everyone worries about everyone who goes on those missions, and he's her dad!" Jubilee said. "Like, you worry about Logan, don't blush, even he knows you do, and you two aren't even related! (Though I bet you wish you were closer than that to him...)"
"Shut up!" Rogue said, blushing even harder. "But you're probably right about Milana. I wonder how they separated? And Kurt never mentioned he had family..."
"Oh well, like the professor says, they'll tell when they tell." Jubilee said. Rogue suddenly smiled.
"But Logan and Hank heard something," she said.
"What? They know?" Jubilee said, a mischievous smile on her face. Rogue nodded.
"Yep, it has something to do with bad memories and Kurt had a wife!" Rogue said excitedly.
"Well everyone's guessed the bad memories part, duh," Jubilee said. "But a wife? Cool! Wonder where she is?"
"Maybe they're secretly trying to find her, like she was kidnapped or something!" Rogue said. Jubilee looked thoughtful.
"Yeah! And Kurt had gotten away, but Milana had gotten away before him, and they couldn't find each other, and her mom was gone to because she got away and was also separated-"
"-And the professor is helping them find her-"
"-And they don't want to talk about it because they were beat up and stuff when they were prisoners and were concerned about the wife." Jubilee finished.
"Wow, we could've figured the whole thing out right there," she said, laughing.
"There's nothing funny about that assumption, even though it's wrong." Growled a voice behind them. Both teens spun around and saw Milana, looking very angry, standing with her hands on her hips and glaring at her friends.
"Milana!" Rogue said. "We were just- I'm sorry."
"Save it," Milana said, grabbing her sweater and walking away. She paused at the end of the hall. "My mother's dead." She said, then walked into her room and slammed the door. Rogue sighed.
"We just screwed up bad," she said.
"But we found out what happened to Milana's mom," Jubilee replied. "And why neither of them will talk about it." Rogue just walked away.
Once in her room Milana threw the sweater across the room . Then she noticed something odd, very odd, and wrong. Mystique was sitting on her bed and smiling at her.
*****
"Alright, there it is." Scott said, looking through the window at the White House. "I'm going to circle around and check the-"
"Holy shit!" Logan said. The entire back of the white house was black like a huge fire raged in it, firemen were nowhere to be seen, the entire place was deserted.
"Where is everyone? This is the White House," Ororo said.
"I'm betting the military is on it's way," Logan said. "And Magneto's here somewhere." Ororo and Jean nodded. Kurt looked around through the front window.
"I vonder vere they are," he said.
"So do I; so let's go find them," Scott said. The blackbird drifted down to the ground and landed with a bump, but even Logan didn't make a remark on the landing, instead he got up and headed out the exit. The rest of the team followed and looked around then turned to Scott, besides Logan who stayed on the lookout.
"Alright, let's head out in a group, I don't think we should attempt looking for Magneto in pairs or less," the brown haired man said. The rest of the team nodded.
"Vere are ve going first?" Kurt asked.
"I think probably inside the White House, looking around the grounds as we go. Alright, everyone ready? Let's go find the Brotherhood." Once they got to the White House doors Logan looked around.
"Still empty, and quiet, I don't like it," he stated. Scott stepped forward and pushed on the door, which swung open easily. He walked in and the rest followed.
"Alright, be on the lookout for anything that doesn't look ordinary for the White House, as well as anyone. Don't forget, Mystique could be anyone, so we stick together. Got it?" Again everyone nodded and they walked forward, through hall after hall. Every room they passed, besides a few overturned chairs or other pieces of furniture, were empty and untouched. When they reached a large staircase they stopped, Mystique was on the top and grinning down at them, her yellow eyes flashing.
"Well, didn't take long for Xavier's Pep Squad to show up," she said, her many toned voice echoing off the walls. Logan growled as his claws unsheathed, but Ororo but a restraining hand on his shoulder.
"What are you doing here Mystique?" Scott demanded, a hand up on his visor. Mystique smiled, her white teeth almost glowing at them.
"Oh, if I told you know there wouldn't be any fun in this, would there?" she said.
"What do we do?" Jean whispered.
"I say kill her," Logan growled. "We can find out what Mag-ass is doing later- arh!" Suddenly Logan started to float in the air, and Magneto's voice drifted down to them, though the man's physical body remained unseen.
"Now now my dear Wolverine, is that really the language we use in the White House? What if our good President were here?" Logan grimaced as his claws began to spread apart and then return to normal, only to spread apart further again. Ororo backed away a step as he rose higher.
"Logan!" She cried. Scott thought for a split second as Logan rose higher.
"Kurt, get him down from there!" he said. Kurt disappeared in a puff of blue smoke, reappearing right next to Logan in midair and then grabbing him, then both disappeared and landed a second later on the floor, but Logan just started to rise again.
"No tricks," Mystique called. "None of that annoying teleportation Kurty." Kurt glared at her as Logan grunted again, sweat trickling off of his forehead.
"Scott, we've got to help him!" Ororo said urgently. Scott jumped up and grabbed Logan's foot as it started to drift out of reach.
"Scooter, pulling my leg off isn't gonna help," Logan growled.
"Shut up, Logan," Scott panted as they rose a bit higher, Logan's speed slowing down with the added weight. Scott looked down at Ororo, Kurt, and Jean, who were just staring at the duo. "Storm, get some lightning ready!" he hollered. Ororo nodded and her eyes went white, the outside becoming dark and rain striking the windows.
"Aw, isn't that cute?" Mystique said, laughing at Logan with Scott hanging off his foot.
"Cuter when I get down and kill you, bitch," Logan growled. His claws stretched out further and he grimaced, a low groan escaping from his throat.
"Scott! Be careful!" Jean said urgently.
"Oh yeah, tell Scooter to- ah!" Logan gasped and a sickening snapping sound came from his body.
"Logan!" Ororo cried. "What happened?"
"OW!" was all Logan could reply. Scott looked down at the six feet between him and the heads of his teammates and let go, landing with a grunt on the floor.
"We've got to get him down!" Jean said urgently.
"Jus' go after Mags, soon as you distract him I'll get down and come to help out," Logan growled. Scott nodded.
"Best idea, come on!" he said. They looked up at Mystique, but Kurt let out a gasp. Instead of Mystique, Milana was in her place, her purple face smiling at them.
"Calm down Kurt, it's only Mystique," Scott said, putting a hand on Kurt's shoulder. The blue man shook his head and nodded, and instantly 'Milana' laughed and tore off down the hall. All four X Men gave chase immediately, running up the stairs and turning a few corners when they spotted Milana, who giggled.
"Cut it out Mystique, you can't fool us," Scott hollered. Suddenly Mystique, in her natural blue scaled body walked in from a door and stood by Milana, who smiled at her.
"Is someone looking for me?" Mystique asked. All four X Men froze.
"Milana?" Kurt gasped.
"Hey pops," Milana called back, still smiling.
"What are you doing?!" Scott said, his mouth hanging open. Milana ignored him.
"Alright, you've got them, now I want my money." She said.
"Not yet," Mystique hissed. "Not until their dead, that was the deal."
"If you can't handle them here you really are pathetic, *it* is right there and I need to get outta here before they miss me at school." Milana hissed back. Mystique glanced up at the X Men and then walked back out of sight, returning a moment later with a case. Milana opened it and Kurt caught a glimpse of a bunch of folded up bills before she snapped it closed again. Taking the suitcase in one hand she stuck out the other.
"Nice doing business with ya," she said. Mystique shook her hand and Milana looked at Kurt, smiling.
"Sorry papa, but I need to get outta here before Xavier finds out I'm gone. Nice knowing you," she said, bounding out of the hall. Kurt had only taken a few steps forward when a huge boom echoed through the halls as the floor ahead of him exploded.
*****
Kurt woke up and for a few moments unable to see anything in focus. A bright light was in front of him, and vaguely he wondered if he was dead and had managed to get to Heaven. But his head started to pound and slowly he could see more. After a minute he found he was in the medical bay at the school.
"Vot?" he whispered hoarsely. His throat, his head, everything ached and nothing would move, he couldn't even turn his head.
"Kurt? Oh thank goodness, I was worried about you my friend," Kurt looked around slowly, then saw Hank standing over him with a smile on his face. Kurt's eyes closed again and he tried to take a deep breath.
"Vere, vot happened?" he croaked.
"You were almost killed, that's what. You've been out for a week and a half already." Hank said, "You took the worst hit of all of the X Men, all the other's had woken up. I was worried we were going to lose you." Kurt tried to register this, but the last he could remember was Milana running off and then a bright light... Kurt's eyes snapped open.
"Milana! Vere is she! Vot vos-" Hank suddenly seemed angry and held up a hand.
"You need your rest, Kurt, you're in no condition to be getting excited like this." He said.
"But Mil-"
"Don't think about her, go back to sleep." Hank ordered, turning away. Kurt tried to speak again, but a wave of exhaustion took his and his head sank back onto the examination table.
*****
Kurt woke up again faster, his eyes taking in the sight of Hank in one corner, Jean with her arm in a sling and reading some papers. She looked up and smiled at Kurt, walking over.
"Hey sleepy head," she said softly. "Feeling alright?" Kurt nodded painfully.
"Better," he said.
"Glad to hear it," Jean replied. "You're going to be sore for a while, but I don't think there will be any lasting effects, thank goodness."
"Vere is Milana? Vot vos going on?" Kurt demanded. Jean paused.
"I think you should speak with the professor about that," she said timidly. Hank got up and walked out of the room huffily, just as Logan walked in, holding a bottle of beer.
"Oh, the elf's awake," Logan remarked, taking a long sip. "That's good."
"Vere is Milana?" Kurt demanded again. Logan choked on his beer and then scowled.
"She ain't here Kurt," he growled.
"Vere is she? Vot vos she doing at the-"
"Elf, she's gone. She set us up for a load of cash and then hauled ass, left everything but the valuable stuff." Logan said.
"Vot?" Kurt said.
"Logan, don't-" Jean started to say. Logan crushed the can with his fingers.
"She betrayed us," Logan spat. "She betrayed you."