Whee, I'm on a writing spree! Read/review/flame/whatever. =) Oh yeah- ========== is in a dream. K? If anyone can tell me how to get italics in here, I'd be grateful. ;)
Chapter 8: Shattered
PG13 for..stuff.
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I try, but I can't seem to get myself to think of,
Anything but you.
Kurt and Kitty had been given the task of going grocery shopping. They were now in the X-Van, with the top off, letting the warm air brush past their faces.
"Vould you remind me why we volunteered for this?" Kurt turned from the wheel when they came to a stoplight.
"I recall you being the one who volunteered. Besides, like, Logan was gonna do a training session." They both smiled, knowing that they had narrowly escaped hell. Kitty turned up the radio when she heard her favorite song. Kurt couldn't help but slightly stare when she stretched her arms out of the top of the van, smiling at the clear sky.
I wanna be with you.
If only for a night,
To be the one who's in your arms and hold you tight.
I wanna be with you,
There's nothing more to say,
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way.
She noticed him staring and gently pushed him. "Hey Einstein, the light's green." Kurt slightly gunned the van while a few cars honked behind. He waved happily at a car as it passed them angrily.
"Mein gott, you American drivers are nuts."
"Careful what you say about 'us' Americans, Professor X says you'll be one in, like, two months." They both laughed and pulled into the store, looking at the immense list of items.
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He felt..like crap. Kurt twisted slightly, but pain shot up from his tired and sore limbs. *Just kill me now..* He opened his golden-yellow eyes, and shut them again when he was blinded by the white light. It was then that he felt several needles protruding from various parts of his body. A machine or two was beeping and making all sorts of sounds nearby. He couldn't feel his foot anymore. Opening his eyes again, he noticed it was twisted in a strange manner, still without a cast of any kind.
"Gambit? Remy?" His sharp ears caught a moan from several feet away. Kurt looked to his left and saw his friend, strapped to a platform, while a creepy machine arm circled his head over and over. *Some sort of x-ray..* It was making loud noises, twisting and searching around like a viper.
"Rem?..Remy!"
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He was in the Twilight Zone. Literally. The Cajun had dreams come and go, and had been waking up every now and then. He knew where he was, yet he didn't. He knew he was going to die, yet he knew they would pull through. His mind fought with itself to wake him up. Strange noises.. voices.. medicine.. yelling. His eye that had been hit was now in an annoying pain, and something was hurting his left arm.
He wanted to wake up, badly. Being asleep meant dreams of the past could freely torture his mind, flooding all thoughts with the terrible feeling of being completely alone. *Jubilee..* He saw in his mind the picture of her, with all the machines attached and beeping away. Scientists would come by and write something down on their paper, before casually walking away. Did that really happen to her? Was it really happening to him? He suddenly realized that he didn't even know what day it was. Anything to take his mind off of her- but it kept coming back.
Jubilee had been a nice- no, a great- person. She still was. She couldn't be gone. How could they kill a kid? Did she even get a burial? He cringed, knowing deep inside the answer to that. He should have fought. He was Remy! The Gambit of New Orleans! He could take on those guys. Why did he let himself get pushed out? He had protected her for so many years, and then he had let her down.
*Non, she wanted you to run. She yelled at you to run!*
But it didn't matter what she wanted. He should have stayed. Should have used his cards, his glasses, anything to throw at the men. It was then that he remembered a conversation he had had with someone- what was his name? Kurt?
"I think everything has a purpose. I look this way for some reason, I just have yet to find out. Perhaps I'm here to show mankind that no matter what you look like, you can be good."
He pondered this for a while. *Perhaps I'm here today.. to tell de world de truth of Mu-Tech. Perhaps I survived to warn others. So they wouldn't suffer de same fate.* Jubilee would have wanted him to survive. She hated seeing people in pain. She wanted him to get away to protect every other mutant in the world.
"Remy!" Remy's eyes shot open at Kurt's paniced voice. His head banged on the maching circling above. He had to protect Kurt! That's what Jubilee wanted! Despite the pain, Remy's eyes raced around the room. Machines, mirrors.. probably one-way mirrors.. the entire room was bright white. It was clean and crisp, like a hospital.
"Kurt!" His eyes rested on the fuzzy elf, strapped to the bed. Needles covered his body, and Remy saw that they were extracting some of his blood. God knows what they planned to do with it. Kurt's body was slightly bruised, but the alarming point was his twisted foot. "Well, mon ami, we now know 100% dat your foot's broken.." He tried to joke.
"Ja, you come over here and fix it then!" Kurt was struggling at the restraints. Remy just needed something.. anything.. to throw and make the machine explode. He saw a pen sitting nearby. Not much, but it would do. Grabbing it, he threw it at the bed at full force. With a great explosion, his restraints broke apart and the x-ray thing shorted out.
"Don worry, we'll get out." He ran over to Kurt and ripped off the restraints. They were now both free, but with no where to go.
"Vhat's that mirror?" Kurt's eyes narrowed at the wall-length one.
"Remy bets dat its a one-way mirror. Dey could be watching us right now-" It was then that the loud alarm started.
"Oh, how lovely. They want to come and have a party!"
"Can you port us out?"
"Ja..like, just imagine. You reappear in a wall, and all your molecules are ripped apart in a great and bloody fiesta."
"...okay, so porting isn't de best option." The main door opened a few hundred feet away, and seven gaurds all dressed in white rushed in with their guns.
"Mutants, do NOT move! We have your only escape blocked. I repeat, do not move!" All the guns were centered on their chests. Remy casually took a needle and threw it at the mirror, and it shattered into a thousand pieces.
"Ey, Remy wishes he could stay an all, bu he's jus not into de whole mutant cloning ting. Sorry!" The two boys went into the room that rested just beyond the mirror. Thankfully no one was in there at the moment. The two slammed through the door as some gaurds came leaping out behind them. Both skidded to a stop at the railing, looking terrified at the scene below.
They were maybe 80 feet above the ground floor, looking down to the main lab itself. It sort of looked like some sort of mall or hotel. The main area was in the center, with its white tile floor and machines all over the place. The walls were lined with smaller labs, extending out twenty feet. They were open on the inside, all looking down to the main area. It really was like a hotel, with elevators and all.
The part that really caught their attention was the sheer amount of mutants. Some were old, some were young, others were not even born yet. Just two floors down, they saw something unbelievable. Young mutants floated gently in their tubes, not knowing the hell that they would face soon. Kurt noticed one kid that had a slight blue tinge to his skin..
"God, dis place is a dna lab or someting!" Mu-Tech's main purpose was shown: Creating mutants from the dna of others. Kurt was looking at his 'daughter'. He teleported down to the area with Remy. The gaurds were looking in the upper floors, so they would be safe for a few moments.
Slowly, he walked up to the glass and nervously rested his hand on the tube. The child looked human- five fingers and toes per hand, and no fur. But she still had a blue glow to her. She also had small fangs already growing, and a small tail. There could be no doubt that she was 'his'. Remy slowly walked up to Kurt and rested his hand on his shoulder. "Let's go, mon ami. She'll be ok." Kurt still stood frozen against the glass.
"How can they do this? To a child? She's only a baby.." He just couldn't comprehend that they could use his dna to create new mutants.
"THERE THEY ARE!" Kurt barely noticed the men running at them.
"Kurt, we ave to go! Kurt!" Remy pulled at him until he finally let go of the glass. "We'll save er, you'll see."
With a BAMF, Kurt teleported both of them to a new floor. They just needed to find an exit...
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Professor X tumbled around in his bed. A sudden surge of emotion had exploded in his mind. Down the hall, Jean screamed.
"Professor? Are you okay?" Ororo came running in to see him on the floor, dazed.
"Yes, but could you help me into my chair? I have a feeling that Kurt is alive!"
Jean and the other teenagers had run into the hall in all the chaos. Professor X rolled up to her.
"I assume you felt it too?" She nodded slightly.
"I felt pain, then an amazing amount of fear, amazement.."
"Disbelief, sadness, and love." They both knew that Kurt had gone through a true emotional explosion. "I believe that we should be going to Cerebro for help."
"Colorado?!" Professor X had assumed that Kurt must be further out west- his mind kept on giving him a sixth sense.
"I can barely feel him. He's far away.. I never knew Cerebro could go that far." Logan had already dressed out and was awaiting command. Scott, Rogue, and Ororo were getting ready too.
"Wolverine, how fast can you get the jet out there?" Logan smiled, he loved to fly fast.
"At full force, maybe an hour- and hour and a half, tops."
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"I'm getting too tired to port anymore!" Every floor they had been trying, there were no windows or doors. Kurt had to stop more and more often to catch his breath.
"Come on buddy, dey are gonna find us an I don wanna know what dey'll do." Remy pulled him back up and Kurt cringed.
"I vill never take casts on legs for granted again." Remy let Kurt rest his weight on his shoulder while he looked for a window..door.. anything! It was then that he saw it, a window down the hall about a hundred feet away. If they could run down there, Kurt could see how far to port.
"Dere! I see it, come on!" His broken foot was again forgotten and the two ran, full force, toward the rays of sunlight that came in.
"There, shoot them now!" Remy ignored the sharp pain as a bullet grazed his arm. Others shot all around them, and he could have sworn he saw one hit Kurt's tail. But they had forgotten all pain, only the need to run.
"Ow, damnit!" Remy fell to the floor in a heap when a bullet finally hit it's mark in his shoulder. Kurt ran back and pulled him up.
"We've gotten this far, so ve cannot stop now!" Remy stared at Kurt as he pulled him up and pushed him forward. They were at the window.
"Okay, ready?" The Cajun held his shoulder in preparation, but for a moment he saw someone out of the corner of his eye.
She had black hair, and couldn't have been more than 5 years old. She was running around happily in the room nearby, laughing with some other kids. She happily looked at Remy, and waved before continuing her game of tag. He could have sworn.. she looked like someone he once knew.
BAMF!
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They appeared on the ground, and simply ran. The setting sun bathed them in warmth and freedom. Remy and Kurt turned around for a moment, and saw their prison. It looked like a Hewlett-Packard plant, sitting out in the plains of Colorado. Without a word, they turned again and ran opposite from the sun.
*Jubilee, mon ami. You've lived on in a way you never would have imagined.* Remy surprised himself for a moment by saying a silent prayer for his fallen friend, and her innocent daughter.
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Whew! One more chapter done, probably one or two more to go! =) I hope you all are enjoying this.. I realize that Remy might not hang out with Jubilee, and that she was a lot younger than him, but this is X-Evolution, so it's sort of in an alternate universe. ;) Please, please p-l-e-a-s-e PLEASE review! I'm begging you! ;) Bye for now!
~Tikirz
Chapter 8: Shattered
PG13 for..stuff.
=================
I try, but I can't seem to get myself to think of,
Anything but you.
Kurt and Kitty had been given the task of going grocery shopping. They were now in the X-Van, with the top off, letting the warm air brush past their faces.
"Vould you remind me why we volunteered for this?" Kurt turned from the wheel when they came to a stoplight.
"I recall you being the one who volunteered. Besides, like, Logan was gonna do a training session." They both smiled, knowing that they had narrowly escaped hell. Kitty turned up the radio when she heard her favorite song. Kurt couldn't help but slightly stare when she stretched her arms out of the top of the van, smiling at the clear sky.
I wanna be with you.
If only for a night,
To be the one who's in your arms and hold you tight.
I wanna be with you,
There's nothing more to say,
There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way.
She noticed him staring and gently pushed him. "Hey Einstein, the light's green." Kurt slightly gunned the van while a few cars honked behind. He waved happily at a car as it passed them angrily.
"Mein gott, you American drivers are nuts."
"Careful what you say about 'us' Americans, Professor X says you'll be one in, like, two months." They both laughed and pulled into the store, looking at the immense list of items.
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He felt..like crap. Kurt twisted slightly, but pain shot up from his tired and sore limbs. *Just kill me now..* He opened his golden-yellow eyes, and shut them again when he was blinded by the white light. It was then that he felt several needles protruding from various parts of his body. A machine or two was beeping and making all sorts of sounds nearby. He couldn't feel his foot anymore. Opening his eyes again, he noticed it was twisted in a strange manner, still without a cast of any kind.
"Gambit? Remy?" His sharp ears caught a moan from several feet away. Kurt looked to his left and saw his friend, strapped to a platform, while a creepy machine arm circled his head over and over. *Some sort of x-ray..* It was making loud noises, twisting and searching around like a viper.
"Rem?..Remy!"
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He was in the Twilight Zone. Literally. The Cajun had dreams come and go, and had been waking up every now and then. He knew where he was, yet he didn't. He knew he was going to die, yet he knew they would pull through. His mind fought with itself to wake him up. Strange noises.. voices.. medicine.. yelling. His eye that had been hit was now in an annoying pain, and something was hurting his left arm.
He wanted to wake up, badly. Being asleep meant dreams of the past could freely torture his mind, flooding all thoughts with the terrible feeling of being completely alone. *Jubilee..* He saw in his mind the picture of her, with all the machines attached and beeping away. Scientists would come by and write something down on their paper, before casually walking away. Did that really happen to her? Was it really happening to him? He suddenly realized that he didn't even know what day it was. Anything to take his mind off of her- but it kept coming back.
Jubilee had been a nice- no, a great- person. She still was. She couldn't be gone. How could they kill a kid? Did she even get a burial? He cringed, knowing deep inside the answer to that. He should have fought. He was Remy! The Gambit of New Orleans! He could take on those guys. Why did he let himself get pushed out? He had protected her for so many years, and then he had let her down.
*Non, she wanted you to run. She yelled at you to run!*
But it didn't matter what she wanted. He should have stayed. Should have used his cards, his glasses, anything to throw at the men. It was then that he remembered a conversation he had had with someone- what was his name? Kurt?
"I think everything has a purpose. I look this way for some reason, I just have yet to find out. Perhaps I'm here to show mankind that no matter what you look like, you can be good."
He pondered this for a while. *Perhaps I'm here today.. to tell de world de truth of Mu-Tech. Perhaps I survived to warn others. So they wouldn't suffer de same fate.* Jubilee would have wanted him to survive. She hated seeing people in pain. She wanted him to get away to protect every other mutant in the world.
"Remy!" Remy's eyes shot open at Kurt's paniced voice. His head banged on the maching circling above. He had to protect Kurt! That's what Jubilee wanted! Despite the pain, Remy's eyes raced around the room. Machines, mirrors.. probably one-way mirrors.. the entire room was bright white. It was clean and crisp, like a hospital.
"Kurt!" His eyes rested on the fuzzy elf, strapped to the bed. Needles covered his body, and Remy saw that they were extracting some of his blood. God knows what they planned to do with it. Kurt's body was slightly bruised, but the alarming point was his twisted foot. "Well, mon ami, we now know 100% dat your foot's broken.." He tried to joke.
"Ja, you come over here and fix it then!" Kurt was struggling at the restraints. Remy just needed something.. anything.. to throw and make the machine explode. He saw a pen sitting nearby. Not much, but it would do. Grabbing it, he threw it at the bed at full force. With a great explosion, his restraints broke apart and the x-ray thing shorted out.
"Don worry, we'll get out." He ran over to Kurt and ripped off the restraints. They were now both free, but with no where to go.
"Vhat's that mirror?" Kurt's eyes narrowed at the wall-length one.
"Remy bets dat its a one-way mirror. Dey could be watching us right now-" It was then that the loud alarm started.
"Oh, how lovely. They want to come and have a party!"
"Can you port us out?"
"Ja..like, just imagine. You reappear in a wall, and all your molecules are ripped apart in a great and bloody fiesta."
"...okay, so porting isn't de best option." The main door opened a few hundred feet away, and seven gaurds all dressed in white rushed in with their guns.
"Mutants, do NOT move! We have your only escape blocked. I repeat, do not move!" All the guns were centered on their chests. Remy casually took a needle and threw it at the mirror, and it shattered into a thousand pieces.
"Ey, Remy wishes he could stay an all, bu he's jus not into de whole mutant cloning ting. Sorry!" The two boys went into the room that rested just beyond the mirror. Thankfully no one was in there at the moment. The two slammed through the door as some gaurds came leaping out behind them. Both skidded to a stop at the railing, looking terrified at the scene below.
They were maybe 80 feet above the ground floor, looking down to the main lab itself. It sort of looked like some sort of mall or hotel. The main area was in the center, with its white tile floor and machines all over the place. The walls were lined with smaller labs, extending out twenty feet. They were open on the inside, all looking down to the main area. It really was like a hotel, with elevators and all.
The part that really caught their attention was the sheer amount of mutants. Some were old, some were young, others were not even born yet. Just two floors down, they saw something unbelievable. Young mutants floated gently in their tubes, not knowing the hell that they would face soon. Kurt noticed one kid that had a slight blue tinge to his skin..
"God, dis place is a dna lab or someting!" Mu-Tech's main purpose was shown: Creating mutants from the dna of others. Kurt was looking at his 'daughter'. He teleported down to the area with Remy. The gaurds were looking in the upper floors, so they would be safe for a few moments.
Slowly, he walked up to the glass and nervously rested his hand on the tube. The child looked human- five fingers and toes per hand, and no fur. But she still had a blue glow to her. She also had small fangs already growing, and a small tail. There could be no doubt that she was 'his'. Remy slowly walked up to Kurt and rested his hand on his shoulder. "Let's go, mon ami. She'll be ok." Kurt still stood frozen against the glass.
"How can they do this? To a child? She's only a baby.." He just couldn't comprehend that they could use his dna to create new mutants.
"THERE THEY ARE!" Kurt barely noticed the men running at them.
"Kurt, we ave to go! Kurt!" Remy pulled at him until he finally let go of the glass. "We'll save er, you'll see."
With a BAMF, Kurt teleported both of them to a new floor. They just needed to find an exit...
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Professor X tumbled around in his bed. A sudden surge of emotion had exploded in his mind. Down the hall, Jean screamed.
"Professor? Are you okay?" Ororo came running in to see him on the floor, dazed.
"Yes, but could you help me into my chair? I have a feeling that Kurt is alive!"
Jean and the other teenagers had run into the hall in all the chaos. Professor X rolled up to her.
"I assume you felt it too?" She nodded slightly.
"I felt pain, then an amazing amount of fear, amazement.."
"Disbelief, sadness, and love." They both knew that Kurt had gone through a true emotional explosion. "I believe that we should be going to Cerebro for help."
"Colorado?!" Professor X had assumed that Kurt must be further out west- his mind kept on giving him a sixth sense.
"I can barely feel him. He's far away.. I never knew Cerebro could go that far." Logan had already dressed out and was awaiting command. Scott, Rogue, and Ororo were getting ready too.
"Wolverine, how fast can you get the jet out there?" Logan smiled, he loved to fly fast.
"At full force, maybe an hour- and hour and a half, tops."
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"I'm getting too tired to port anymore!" Every floor they had been trying, there were no windows or doors. Kurt had to stop more and more often to catch his breath.
"Come on buddy, dey are gonna find us an I don wanna know what dey'll do." Remy pulled him back up and Kurt cringed.
"I vill never take casts on legs for granted again." Remy let Kurt rest his weight on his shoulder while he looked for a window..door.. anything! It was then that he saw it, a window down the hall about a hundred feet away. If they could run down there, Kurt could see how far to port.
"Dere! I see it, come on!" His broken foot was again forgotten and the two ran, full force, toward the rays of sunlight that came in.
"There, shoot them now!" Remy ignored the sharp pain as a bullet grazed his arm. Others shot all around them, and he could have sworn he saw one hit Kurt's tail. But they had forgotten all pain, only the need to run.
"Ow, damnit!" Remy fell to the floor in a heap when a bullet finally hit it's mark in his shoulder. Kurt ran back and pulled him up.
"We've gotten this far, so ve cannot stop now!" Remy stared at Kurt as he pulled him up and pushed him forward. They were at the window.
"Okay, ready?" The Cajun held his shoulder in preparation, but for a moment he saw someone out of the corner of his eye.
She had black hair, and couldn't have been more than 5 years old. She was running around happily in the room nearby, laughing with some other kids. She happily looked at Remy, and waved before continuing her game of tag. He could have sworn.. she looked like someone he once knew.
BAMF!
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They appeared on the ground, and simply ran. The setting sun bathed them in warmth and freedom. Remy and Kurt turned around for a moment, and saw their prison. It looked like a Hewlett-Packard plant, sitting out in the plains of Colorado. Without a word, they turned again and ran opposite from the sun.
*Jubilee, mon ami. You've lived on in a way you never would have imagined.* Remy surprised himself for a moment by saying a silent prayer for his fallen friend, and her innocent daughter.
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Whew! One more chapter done, probably one or two more to go! =) I hope you all are enjoying this.. I realize that Remy might not hang out with Jubilee, and that she was a lot younger than him, but this is X-Evolution, so it's sort of in an alternate universe. ;) Please, please p-l-e-a-s-e PLEASE review! I'm begging you! ;) Bye for now!
~Tikirz
