THE NEW FACE OF EVOLUTION
PART 3
The lights of life have faded,
Gone out,
Gone away,
Never to return.
The lights of life are denied me,
For I chose darkness over light.
Like a candle beneath a moth's wing,
The light won't come back.
Ever.
Again.
A bright light has been extinguished,
The flame of life on my candle.
Now I die like a forsaken mortal,
Which I am not.
I.
Die.
Forever.
Again.
One,
Last,
Time.
It was the next morning, and Ice arose to the un-familar sound of rock music blasting off near her ear. She pulled her pillow over her head, trying to drown out the painful noise, but before she could complete the action, a very wide awake Jubilee pulled the pillow away and grinned at her.
"G'way." Ice grumbled, grouchy.
"Wake up, it's a beautiful morning!You can sleep when you're dead! Besides, there's fresh powder outside, and we should go skiing! C'mon," she said, pulling Ice unwillingly to her feet, "get dressed so we can go!"
Ice found Jubilee's enthusiasim refreshing, but she was tired and just wanted to sleep. Was that so much to ask? Looking at the practically flying girl bouncing around, she figured it probably was. And going back to sleep would be rude. And, she admitted to herself, she wanted to see more of that guy, what was his name again? Oh, yeah, Warren. He was kinda cute. And he was nice too. He had stuck up for her yesterday. Nobody had ever done anything nice like that before. And then there was that woman, Rogue, who looked so much like her. Except for the white streaks in her hair, and her eye color, Rogue could almost be her twin. Ice was sure that Professor Charles had notticed the similarities in their looks, but had said nothing, and for that she was very greatful. The others were already scared of her, and she didn't need to creep them out anymore. She was pretty sure that the Prof. hadn't told them all her powers, and until she was more adjusted, she wasn't about to tell them either. She had spent all of last night mentaly berating herself for letting her cover slip like that. That had never happened before, and she would make sure it never did again. At least her talons and horns hadn't made an appearence.
:No wonder she's so powerful. She's a goddamned fucking Demon!:The words banged around in her head like the music that was shaking the walls to the room around her as she slipped into a knit sweater Jubilee had flung at her. A Demon. That was just what her mother had called her. Demon. She shoved her feet into her boots as anger boiled to the surface of her thoughts. Was she a..a demon? Before she had time to answer that question, she was saved from herself by Jubilee yelling in her ear loudly enough to wake the dead. And then some.
"Everybody's already out there! Hurry up, and we've almost missed breakfast. If we hurry, we can still make it.And they going to start a snowball fight." Ice could hear the longing in Jubilee's voice, and was about to ask about it, but the other girl was already dragging her down the corridor towards the stairs before Ice was aware she was fully dressed.
***
All eyes turned on her as she and Jubilee arrived in the dining room and took their seats between Logan and Warren. Ice ended up sitting next to Warren, and she watched open-mouthed as her new friend flirted outrageously with the man next to her, who seemed not to nottice.
"Hey, Wolfie," Jubilee said sweetly to Logan, "can you pass the sausage?" Ice watched as Logan tore his eyes away from his food to look at the girl beside him. He looked up the table to where the afoermentioned food was sitting and looked back at Jubilee with interest.
"Get 'em yerself, and no fair helping her, Red." He said to Jean as the sausage plate started to float. Ice was suprised. While the others had been partially informed on her, she knew nothing of their powers. Jubilee pouted playfully, and was about to push her chair back when Ice decided to have a little fun.
:Sit back down:, she said telepathically to Jubilee, :And let's have some fun. Pretend to concentrate real hard,and let's see what they do.:
Jubilee nodded, a small grin on her face as she obeyed Ice's command. As the sausage plate stared to rattle slightly, Logan looked from his food to the plate, then to Jubilee, back to the plate.He looked suprised as the plate settled in front of her, and she took as many as she wanted. During the flight of the plate to in front of Jubilee, the others at the table had paused in their eating to watch it float by in silence. Jean looked stunned, and a slight smile adorned Charles' face. He knew what was happening, and was enoying it imensily.
"I thought I told ya not to help her," Logan said, looking sour. Jean scowled at him.
"I didn't."
Charles couldn't hold back any longer.
"Maybe she did it on her own." Amusement tinged his voice as he winked at Ice and Jubilee who smiled back in return. A moment later, comversation started back up.
"I thought it would cause more of a stir than that," Ice said, dissapointed. Jubilee smiled at her.
"Naw, nothing suprises us much anymore." She replied nonchalantly. Ice looked next to her, and blushed at the look and smile Warren shot at her before turning to talk to Kitty, who sat on his other side. It was then that she notticed the look Logan was giving her: a mixture of curriosity, intrigue, and understanding. There was also another emotion in that look, one that flickered in and out, one she couldn't recognize, or else didn't want to. Turning back to her food, she didn't give Logan another thought until later that night as she was drifting off to sleep. And he was in her dreams, looking at her with that expression. If Jubilee had been awake, she would definately notticed the happy glow her friend was emitting in the darkness as she dreamed of the man who loved her.
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END OF PART THREE
Amadeo:Uggh. You made Logan a sap!
GWsyren:So? Everybody needs a little sap. And nobody ever shows the sweet side we all know he has.
Amadeo:He has one?
GWsyren:Of course! So what if he shreds everything in sight? And who cares if he mostly talks to people in a growl? And...
Amadeo:Hah! See?
Gwsyren:Shaddap.
Heero:Hn. Sounds like my kind of guy.
Amadeo:What is this? Gundam invasion?
Heero:She needs us. You're totaly worthless as a muse.
Amadeo:*Flushes red*Am not!! Besides, you guys suck! Your apartment is infested!
Heero:*Gets idea*Yeah, we've got lots of big, nasty bugs.
Amadeo:*Gets Zero look* Die, bugs, Die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*Rushes out swinging large broadsword*
Gwsyren:*Gives Heero big kiss*Thanks.
Heero:Please Review.
GWsyren:Yes, please do. Thanks!
Poem "When a Bright Light is Extinguished", by T.G. Ladd Copyright 2001
Please do not use without my permission. If you want to use it/borrow it, E-mail me at GWSYREN@HOTMAIL.COM
PART 3
The lights of life have faded,
Gone out,
Gone away,
Never to return.
The lights of life are denied me,
For I chose darkness over light.
Like a candle beneath a moth's wing,
The light won't come back.
Ever.
Again.
A bright light has been extinguished,
The flame of life on my candle.
Now I die like a forsaken mortal,
Which I am not.
I.
Die.
Forever.
Again.
One,
Last,
Time.
It was the next morning, and Ice arose to the un-familar sound of rock music blasting off near her ear. She pulled her pillow over her head, trying to drown out the painful noise, but before she could complete the action, a very wide awake Jubilee pulled the pillow away and grinned at her.
"G'way." Ice grumbled, grouchy.
"Wake up, it's a beautiful morning!You can sleep when you're dead! Besides, there's fresh powder outside, and we should go skiing! C'mon," she said, pulling Ice unwillingly to her feet, "get dressed so we can go!"
Ice found Jubilee's enthusiasim refreshing, but she was tired and just wanted to sleep. Was that so much to ask? Looking at the practically flying girl bouncing around, she figured it probably was. And going back to sleep would be rude. And, she admitted to herself, she wanted to see more of that guy, what was his name again? Oh, yeah, Warren. He was kinda cute. And he was nice too. He had stuck up for her yesterday. Nobody had ever done anything nice like that before. And then there was that woman, Rogue, who looked so much like her. Except for the white streaks in her hair, and her eye color, Rogue could almost be her twin. Ice was sure that Professor Charles had notticed the similarities in their looks, but had said nothing, and for that she was very greatful. The others were already scared of her, and she didn't need to creep them out anymore. She was pretty sure that the Prof. hadn't told them all her powers, and until she was more adjusted, she wasn't about to tell them either. She had spent all of last night mentaly berating herself for letting her cover slip like that. That had never happened before, and she would make sure it never did again. At least her talons and horns hadn't made an appearence.
:No wonder she's so powerful. She's a goddamned fucking Demon!:The words banged around in her head like the music that was shaking the walls to the room around her as she slipped into a knit sweater Jubilee had flung at her. A Demon. That was just what her mother had called her. Demon. She shoved her feet into her boots as anger boiled to the surface of her thoughts. Was she a..a demon? Before she had time to answer that question, she was saved from herself by Jubilee yelling in her ear loudly enough to wake the dead. And then some.
"Everybody's already out there! Hurry up, and we've almost missed breakfast. If we hurry, we can still make it.And they going to start a snowball fight." Ice could hear the longing in Jubilee's voice, and was about to ask about it, but the other girl was already dragging her down the corridor towards the stairs before Ice was aware she was fully dressed.
***
All eyes turned on her as she and Jubilee arrived in the dining room and took their seats between Logan and Warren. Ice ended up sitting next to Warren, and she watched open-mouthed as her new friend flirted outrageously with the man next to her, who seemed not to nottice.
"Hey, Wolfie," Jubilee said sweetly to Logan, "can you pass the sausage?" Ice watched as Logan tore his eyes away from his food to look at the girl beside him. He looked up the table to where the afoermentioned food was sitting and looked back at Jubilee with interest.
"Get 'em yerself, and no fair helping her, Red." He said to Jean as the sausage plate started to float. Ice was suprised. While the others had been partially informed on her, she knew nothing of their powers. Jubilee pouted playfully, and was about to push her chair back when Ice decided to have a little fun.
:Sit back down:, she said telepathically to Jubilee, :And let's have some fun. Pretend to concentrate real hard,and let's see what they do.:
Jubilee nodded, a small grin on her face as she obeyed Ice's command. As the sausage plate stared to rattle slightly, Logan looked from his food to the plate, then to Jubilee, back to the plate.He looked suprised as the plate settled in front of her, and she took as many as she wanted. During the flight of the plate to in front of Jubilee, the others at the table had paused in their eating to watch it float by in silence. Jean looked stunned, and a slight smile adorned Charles' face. He knew what was happening, and was enoying it imensily.
"I thought I told ya not to help her," Logan said, looking sour. Jean scowled at him.
"I didn't."
Charles couldn't hold back any longer.
"Maybe she did it on her own." Amusement tinged his voice as he winked at Ice and Jubilee who smiled back in return. A moment later, comversation started back up.
"I thought it would cause more of a stir than that," Ice said, dissapointed. Jubilee smiled at her.
"Naw, nothing suprises us much anymore." She replied nonchalantly. Ice looked next to her, and blushed at the look and smile Warren shot at her before turning to talk to Kitty, who sat on his other side. It was then that she notticed the look Logan was giving her: a mixture of curriosity, intrigue, and understanding. There was also another emotion in that look, one that flickered in and out, one she couldn't recognize, or else didn't want to. Turning back to her food, she didn't give Logan another thought until later that night as she was drifting off to sleep. And he was in her dreams, looking at her with that expression. If Jubilee had been awake, she would definately notticed the happy glow her friend was emitting in the darkness as she dreamed of the man who loved her.
__________________________________________________________________________________
END OF PART THREE
Amadeo:Uggh. You made Logan a sap!
GWsyren:So? Everybody needs a little sap. And nobody ever shows the sweet side we all know he has.
Amadeo:He has one?
GWsyren:Of course! So what if he shreds everything in sight? And who cares if he mostly talks to people in a growl? And...
Amadeo:Hah! See?
Gwsyren:Shaddap.
Heero:Hn. Sounds like my kind of guy.
Amadeo:What is this? Gundam invasion?
Heero:She needs us. You're totaly worthless as a muse.
Amadeo:*Flushes red*Am not!! Besides, you guys suck! Your apartment is infested!
Heero:*Gets idea*Yeah, we've got lots of big, nasty bugs.
Amadeo:*Gets Zero look* Die, bugs, Die!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*Rushes out swinging large broadsword*
Gwsyren:*Gives Heero big kiss*Thanks.
Heero:Please Review.
GWsyren:Yes, please do. Thanks!
Poem "When a Bright Light is Extinguished", by T.G. Ladd Copyright 2001
Please do not use without my permission. If you want to use it/borrow it, E-mail me at GWSYREN@HOTMAIL.COM