Disclaimer's: I have no comment on how this story turns out. When I write, I write the first good thing that comes to mind. This will be a surprise for me, too.

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And the battle raged on.

The plans had now changed. Instead of an A Team and a B Team, it was pretty much whoever could get a shot at the crazy Weather Witch first.

Things weren't going to well. Now that Rogue couldn't take the power negating bracelet off, Jean was the only one who could fly, so Storm could dodge everyone rather easily.

That's not to say that things were hopeless, just very difficult. Logan kept yelling at Rogue to get her and Nikki out of here.

Well, where the Hell am I supposed to go? Rogue thought, I don't want a house collapsed on me and getting struck by lightning every time I move isn't too appealing either.

Speaking of lightning, let's review the facts. Metal conducts electricity, therefore, The Professor in his wheelchair and Logan with his adamantium bones were in deep shit. Cyclops really couldn't use his powers, either. The only chance he had of hitting Storm was if Jean flew up there and held her still. That meant the risk of killing Jean, which was one he wouldn't take.

OK, so maybe things were a tad hopeless. Here's the action...

Rogue was trying to watch what was going on, but it was happening too fast. Lightning and optic blasts were flying through the air. Jean and Storm were also flying through the air.

Gambit was attempting to use his bo staff to jump into the air. Again, not working so well. Too much risk of getting hit by something (or someone).

The Professor and Jean were trying to freeze Storm with their TK powers. It worked... until a bolt of lightning happened to send Jean flying back to the ground into the Professor. Both fell, stunned, and the chair tipped over.

Beast, who was trying to right the chair and administer first aid, was hit with lightning. Frying fur doesn't smell good.

Wolverine, surprisingly, had made the most progress. If Storm lived, she would have one nasty scar on the side of her face.

Now that all the flying people were knocked out of the running, things had suddenly turned hopeless until..

"Stop it Stormy," Gambit said, "You had your fun. Now stop. I come home with you now."

"Daddy!" Nikki yelled, "Don't!"

"It hopeless now, angel. We go home now," Gambit said, "This is one thing maybe the X-Men can't win."

"We were never trained to hurt one of our own," Cyclops said, "But, she's hurt us. Gambit, as the leader, I command-"

Storm shot a lightning bolt at him. She only glanced it off of his shoulder, but Cyclops went down.

"It's such a shame," Storm said, "So many people had to get hurt before you saw it my way."

"Come down now," Gambit said, "We go home."

Storm flew herself down to the ground and walked slowly towards them, "I certainly hope Logan doesn't choose to attack me, Gambit," she said lightly, "We wouldn't want anyone else to get hurt, would we?"

"No, Stormy," Gambit said, closing in the distance so he stood right next to her. He had his hands in his pockets, "No one needs to get hurt... but you!" He flung a deck of charged cards straight at her.

Storm flew up into the air. A whirlwind touched the ground and collected all the cards. They exploded into a gust of fire, which the wind fed. Storm sent the fire-filled tornado straight back at Gambit.

He barely managed to dodge it. He went rolling across the ground. As he lay there, Storm zapped him, knocking him unconscious. She used a small rain shower to put out the fire.

"He never was very bright," Storm said to Rogue Wolverine, and Nikki, "I really do want to kill Rogue, but I somehow don't think Logan will let me."

"Damn right," Logan said.

"I won't hurt Nikki," Storm continued, "Not unless I have to, so I think I'll knock the 2 of you out while I deal with Rogue. Then I will simply kill all of the X-Men while they're unconscious. You won't feel a thing, I'm sure. Then, Nicoletta, we will go home."

"I won't go home with you, Mommy," Nikki said.

"Oh, but you will," Storm said, "You'll be unconscious when I take you home. You won't even know you're going."

"Storm," Rogue said, "Isn't this a little drastic?"

"Wasn't leaving the only person I ever really loved in Antarctica a little drastic?" Storm yelled.

"You think I didn't feel guilty for that?" Rogue yelled, "I loved him, too, remember?"

"Not as much as I did," Storm said.

"How would you know?" Rogue asked.

"No one could love him like I did," Storm said, "He was mine!"

"No, he wasn't," Rogue said, "He wasn't yours. I don't think he was ever yours."

"And it's all your fault!" Storm yelled.

She sent lightning bolts into the ground beneath Rogue's feet. Logan dove and moved her just before the ground cracked open.

"You are going to be a problem," Storm said.

She quickly hit Nikki with a bolt of lightning and then turned to Logan, "I winder how long you can last? Those metal bones of yours will conduct my lightning, but that healing ability of yours... Well, I guess we'll just have to find out!"

Logan dove to the side, away from Rogue. He led Storm halfway across the yard, as far away from Rogue as he could manage, before she hit him.

It was a terrible thing to watch. Logan's body was twitching and his face was grimaced in pain. Cuts and boils from the heat opened on his body, almost instantly closing again. As Rogue watched, soon the cuts weren't healing quite as quickly as before. Storm was wearing him down.

Rogue stared at Logan's face and knew what she had to do. She started running. As she closed in the distance between them, she stared fumbling with the clasp on her bracelet.

The baby would die anyway, she thought, I'd be dead, and so would everyone else. Good-bye, baby. I hope you and your Daddy can forgive me...

She tore the bracelet off and flew up into the air. She immediately felt sick to her stomach, but tried to ignore it. Storm barely saw her coming.

She heard Logan below her, "No Rogue, no!"

She grabbed Storm by the neck and pulled her backwards. The lightning stopped and Logan fell to the ground. As Rogue held onto Storm, she saw his face start to heal up. She kept holding on and soon she felt Storm start to fade away into her mind.

Oh, God! Rogue thought, There's so much pain! Keep holding on and release her from her pain.

Storm went limp and the pulse beneath Rogue's fingers stopped. Rogue let go a moment later and flew the body down to the ground. She hit the ground hard and felt her strength drain from her.

Logan crawled over to her, "Oh, Rogue, why?"

"I didn't want you to die," she whispered, "Is everyone OK?"

"Jean and The Professor look like their waking up and so is Beast," he said, "Rogue, is she..."

"Yes," Rogue said.

Jean and Beast went to check on the others. Nikki was waking up. Her mother hadn't hit her barely hard enough to stun her. She flew over to Storm's body.

"Mommy?" she whispered.

"I'm sorry, Nikki," Rogue said, trying to sit up. Logan pushed her back down and tried to put the bracelet back on.

"Maybe there's still a chance," he said, "We could still save the baby."

"I don't think so," Rogue said, "I don't feel too well."

Nikki got up and said, "It's OK. That wasn't my Mommy."

"I think I'd better rest," Rogue said. She passed out...

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I'm so sorry, I suck at violence. I tried really hard to make it a good ending and I hope I haven't ruined the story. There's still one last chapter, so, maybe it will be better.