Jinxed 2


Jinxed 2Jinx opened her eyes slowly. She was on a hard metal table a breathing tube was inserted into her nose. She pulled it off. She hated breathing tubes.
As she did pain flared in her chest.
" Fuck." She cursed closing her eyes wishing for a mega sized aspirin.
"How ya doing kid?"
Jinx opened her eyes again and saw Logan sitting in a chair watching her.
His emotions radiated relief, worry, sorrow, blame and some fear.
"Like shit if you wanna know. Could you please calm down your giving me a headache."
Logan laughed and she felt some of his emotions evaporate like mist. The pounding on her temples lessened considerably.
"You don't happen to have an aspirin the size of New York, do you?" She asked hopefully.
Logan shook his head, "nope."
Jinx sighed, "damn," even with her healing factor her chest hurt like hell.
"So Logan, where the heck are we?"
"Your at Xavier's School for the Gifted," said a new voice at the door.
Jinx turned her head to see a pretty red haired woman step through the door.
"I'm Dr. Jean Grey." She said smiling.
"Jinx," Jinx replied automatically.
"You probably want this," Jean said handing her a cup of water and a couple aspirin.
"Thank you, God," Jinx sighed in relief popping the aspirin into her mouth and taking a swig of water to wash it down.
Relief was almost immediate.
"If your hungry I can bring you some food." Jean offered.
As if it had waited for those words Jinx's stomach woke and grumbled.
Jinx grinned, "yes please."

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Jinx pulled on a long-sleeved red shirt that said "Foxy" in gold in the center. All her other clothes were burned up or thorn to shreds thanks to Logan's claws.
Jinx looked at herself in the mirror and smiled her first true smile in several days.
Other than her "Foxy" shirt she was wearing a pair of black flares. She had refused all Jeans offers of tank tops or halters. She had far too much scarring on her back and shoulders than she'd care to explain even if she wanted to.
With a sigh Jinx's smile disappeared. She pushed her black and white bangs out of her face. Running a hand through her hair she grimaced as her hand got snagged in a knot. Like everything else her brush had been burnt up.
Jinx poked her head outside the changing room door," you don't happen to have a brush do you?"
Jean nodded and tossed her a small pocket brush.
Jinx grinned, "thanks." She ducked back inside the changing room and went to work on her knotty hair.
She came out of the changing room several minutes later her hair knot free.
"Where's Logan?" Jinx asked curiously.
"He went to go speak with the Professor. Come he wants to see you too."
Jinx nodded and followed Jean out of the room. The school was beautiful. The hallways had huge windows facing toward gardens were beautiful flowers grew. The arches between doors had intricately carved designs and curls. Through the doors they passed along the hallway she could feel emotions: boredom, happiness and calm. The entire school seemed to give off an aura peace and other soothing emotions.
"What is this place?" She asked curiously.
" Xavier's School for the Gifted is a place where young mutants can learn how to control their powers. When they've learned how to master their powers they can either go out into society or stay here like I did and be a teacher to other young mutants."
All too soon they came to a large oak door. Jean gently pushed it open and lead Jinx in.
She saw Logan leaning against the wall his customary scowl placed firmly on his features. She saw an another man in a wheelchair wheeling toward her. His entire aura radiated strength and calmness.
Jinx felt the all too familiar tingling in her mind that meant someone was reading her thoughts and emotions. Usually psychic "hands" as they were called would be too subtle for most humans and mutants. But Jinx was no normal human or mutant. All too clearly she remembered the psychic beating and rapes conducted at the base where she had gotten her claws.
Almost automatically she jerked away from the "hand" and threw up her mental shields.
Outwardly her features did not change unless someone looked really closely they would have seen the subtle tightening around her eyes and mouth.
"Get the hell out of my head." She snarled.
She felt the mental "hands" draw away.
"I'm sorry Jacinta." The man said.
Jinx took a step back, her eyes widened. She felt like she had just been hit in the stomach.
"Jacinta is dead!" She snarled.
"Is she really?" The man asked mildly.
"You tell me. You're supposed to be the psychic!" Jinx really didn't like this man. He was triggering memories she had kept long suppressed. Jinx could feel her own fear and anger tainting the air around her She felt like she was drowning in a place with no air.
She bared her teeth in a silent snarl as she tried to fend off the memories.
But they kept coming.

:: "Please stop!" The girl begged. Pain was inflaming every nerve and cell of her body. She felt like she was burning alive worse than any fire. "What's going on?" One of the doctors asked. " Her body is rejecting the adamantium," another doctor replied tensely. The girl began to thrash against her bindings, screeching. "Get her under control now!" The doctor yelled to another doctor. The doctor nodded and filled a syringe with a pink colored liquid. Quickly he pinned down on of her thrashing arms and injected it into her vein. The girl twisted in her bindings one last time then went limp like a rag doll. ::

Jinx found her face was buried into someone's shirt. Sobs tore at her throat.
" Hush, hush it'll all be OK now." The person murmured into her hair. The person kept repeating it until she calmed down.
Jinx finally calmed down, a tremor ran through her body one last time trying to shake away the lingering memory.
With a start Jinx found herself being cradled like a baby in Logan's arms.
"What the hell did you do to her!" Logan half snarled half growled.
" I must have triggered some suppressed memory she is keeping locked away." The man in the wheelchair said softly.
"I'm OK now," Jinx said whispered. Logan didn't seem to here he continued to glare at the man in the wheelchair.
Logan released her growling silently under his breath.
Jinx got to her feet silently.
"I need to go think some things out." She said quietly then turned, opened the door and raced down the hall.
Jinx sat on the bench quietly her arms wrapped around her knees every so often her body would give an ever so tiny shake as if reassuring its self that the memory wouldn't hurt it no more.
Jinx closed her eyes and thought about nothing just let her mind drift.
Logan's voice pulled her out of her reverie, "you all right kid?"
Jinx opened her eyes, "yes. No. I don't know." She admitted. "I just know that I'm going to have one helluva nightmare."

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Jinx paced the room she was staying like a caged animal. She knew as soon as she went to sleep the nightmares would come.
She looked at her clock the red digital numbers glowed 1:14 in the dimly lit room.
Jinx sighed and sat down in a rocking chair. The movement of the rocking chair was soothing. Jinx dozed lightly in the chair.

:: The girl snarled softly cowering the corner of her unfurnished room as the doctors came in. "Don't worry X125967 we won't hurt you," one doctor said in a voice that was meant to be soothing.
The girl's snarls lowered in decibel slightly.
Thinking she had calmed down the doctor reached for her arm.
With the speed of a striking cobra only more deadly the girl's claws lashed out.
The man screamed in agony as his hand was severed from his body.
Seconds later the girl shrieked in pain as the other doctor who had entered pulled a stick-like device from behind his back and shocked her.
The girl fell limply to the ground. ::

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Jinx was shook awake gently. Through tear blurred eyes she saw Logan's face peering down at her worry etched in his face.
" You ok kid?" He asked.
Jinx nodded numbly wiping away the tears in her eyes,"what are you? My 'Knight in Shining Armor' ?" She asked.
Logan chuckled softly, "then you must be my 'Damsel in Distress'."
Jinx rolled her eyes," I can take care of myself Lancelot."
Logan grinned," no doubt you can. You going to be ok?"
Jinx sighed," haven't I been telling you that all day? Yeah I'll be fine."
"Ok kid if you need anything I'll be in the room next to ya just holler." Logan said getting and leaving through the door.
As the door closed Jinx murmured softly, " Thanks Logan."
Then she climbed into her bed and fell asleep untroubled by nightmares.