paraLegal mambo jumbo: do you THINK i own X-men?! if you do, you need
help. And fast.
Author's note: sorry about the Logan thing... i was a little
confused. I'll fix it up in this part. Sorry about Nightcrawler's accent. I
also changed Scott's story a little bit, because i don't think that the Shia'ar
fits in the movieverse, and i also made a little change about Alex summers...
A better world 4#
Suddenly Kurt found himself at the wing of the plane. But he was already
used to it. The only problem was that Sinister was also used to it...
Sinister narrowed his eyes.
"Do you think that you can just stop me like that?! a lousy mutant
against Mister Sinister himself! please don't make me laugh!"
Kurt grinned. "It looks like that 'lousy mutant' won this
time"
"What-" then Sinister realized his mistake, but it was already
too late. You can't waste time talking when you're on the wing of a plane after
all. He lost his balance and fell off the wing, screaming curses. He punched a
button on his belt and shouted-
"Teleport us, you idiot!" And with those words he disappeared.
Kurt guessed that he had some teleportation device or something like that. He
shrugged and teleported inside the plane, knowing that he did his best.
*********
"Why are you stalking me?" Rogue asked angrily.
The Xavier guy said you'd be in danger. An' you know he reads minds with
this bald head of his--" Logan explained.
"So he knew." Rogue said with an emotionless voice.
"Yeah"
"So it means no Australia?"
Logan put his hand on Rogue's shoulder.
"There's no such place as utopia kiddo." He said quietly.
Rogue nodded in agreement.
"I'm sorry to interrupt you, but we don't have a pilot right
now" Kurt told them.
"Uh, i think i can handle it" Logan murmured as he headed to
the direction of the cockpit.
*********
Scott looked at the locket in his hand. Inside was a small picture of he
and his family, back in the good days. He remembered how he got that locket...
It always made him smile, in the right circumstances of course. Scott saw in a
movie that the hero got a locket with the picture of her family, so he asked
one from his father, who thought it can be a good idea. And Scott could still
remember the day that they died... all of them except him.
FLASHBACK
"We're goin' to a plane! WOOOOSH!" Alex Summers ran towards
his father's plane, holding a toy airplane in his hands. Scott, his older
brother smiled at the sight and nodded to himself. After all, he's the big
brother, and he should act like that. He went to join his father who was
walking slowly, talking to Scott's mom. And then, Scott couldn't hold himself
anymore.
"Will i get to fly the plane daddy? Will we go to Antarctica? Will
we-"
"Hold boy" His father answered. "It won't be a long one.
Only to-"
*********
It was a pleasant flight, the exact contrary from what Scott and Alex
expected. And they expected alien ships, a lots of shooting and blasting.
"Bo-ring" Alex complained. His mother just sighed and patted
him on the head. Scott blew his chest and stood straighter than he did (if it
was possible...) trying to look formal.
"How do you enjoy your trip kids?" His father said.
"It's boring!" Alex complained. He didn't knew that soon he'll
get all the excitment he wanted... and much more.
when they were above the mountains (Scott's father said it'll be a great
thing to see) the plane started to shake. Scott and Alex fell down while their
mother managed to stay balanced but not for a long. The plane shaked again,
harder this time.
"What's happening?!" Scott's mother yelled.
"We crashed against something..." Mr. Summers said faintly.
There was no hope for them. Not here.
"Bring the parachute!" He yelled to his wife, who did so. She
wrapped it around Scott and Alex.
"But what about you mommy?" Alex asked.
"Me and your father will be fine"
The next thing that Scott remembered is that for some reason the
parachute didn't open. Lucky for them, they were close enough to the mountains
so they won't be killed, but not close enough... Scott lost his
conscious, and stayed like that for one year.
*********
"You're alright!" Storm cried as she rushed to meet her
friends. She hugged Rogue and Logan.
"And who are those two lovely men?" She asked, intending to
Remy and Kurt. Kurt blushed and Gambit smiled his most charming smile.
"I'm Remy Madam-" He kissed Storm's hand.
"Nightcrawler" Kurt said.
"Do you have a real name?" Storm asked.
"Kurt... Kurt Wagner."
Storm smiled. "So... come with us you two. We got a great place
that..."
*********
Stupid mutant, Jack thought. She didn't bother to check if I
have a cell phone. And now, when Mystique was out, he could do what he
planned to do. He took out his cell-phone and dialed a number. A familiar voice
answered.
"Alex Summers speaking"
*********
Alex Summers was a tall muscular, and frightening man, in a respected
position at the "Friends of humanity" He was orphaned at a young age,
but adopted by some family who hated mutants, and they taught him to hate them
too. Right now he was at his home, watching television. Suddenly the phone rang, and he
answered it.
"Alex Summers speaking"
"Al? It's Jack here. Listen, I'm in big trouble"
"What kind of?"
"There's some crazy mutant here, she captured me and making me say
things... help me out man!"
"Where are you exactly?"
"Well, I'm at..."
*********
He remembered the day that he got that watch. He was attending to leave
the circus and find his own path, and his mother saved enough money to buy it
to him. He didn't appreciate it
back then, a year ago maybe, but now he knows the true value of it. From
outside, it looked like one of those expensive high tech watch, but it had a
hidden button that created a hologram around him, makes his blue fur seem like
skin, his yellow eyes like blue eyes, and his three-fingered hand like any
normal hand. With this hologram he could walk outside freely, but the watch
didn't cover touch, so if someone tried to grab his hand they'll notice. He
also had to stuff his tail into his pants-but he didn't really mind although it
was uncomfortable.
Right now, he was walking in the street with his disguise, heading to
the flower shop.
"Yes?" The bored seller said.
"Do you have any... red roses or something?"
"We do have 'something'. And we also have red roses"
"So i want to buy red roses."
"No problem" She raised from her sit, picked some roses,
wrapped them in nylon and handed them to Kurt.
"T...Thank you" He said.
"Anytime" The seller sat on her chair again, her hands behind
her neck.
*********
Meanwhile, Remy had his own way of wooing after Rogue. Everywhere she
went he popped up, never empty-handed. Sometimes it was a poem, sometimes a
flower, and many other things, much to Bobby's and Kurt's frustration. But Kurt
(Unlike Bobby) didn't give up. He kept putting small things in Rogue's room
such as the roses and key chains. He just didn't have the courage to tell Rogue
what he really felt straight in the face...
TO BE CONTINUED....
No more inspiration for me for today. Next chapter: Scott meets his lost
brother...