font face="times new roman"I watched inside of Storm's mind after she regained control. I could feel that I had used the necessity of her body. I had used up her life force and I had left her body weak. Her mind was very strong at the moment, binding me in the little box in her mind, but her body was weak, tremendously. I couldn't influence her mind in any way. I was trapped inside, with no way of escape.
I watched as she fell to her knees in the outer realm. The physical spot where I once was, and reaked havok on the X-Men. "Storm!" Wolverine yelled, running towards her. "Storm, I'm so sorry..."
"Logan..." she whispered.
"No Storm, don't say anything. I just need to say that I'm sorry... and I love you."
"Logan, I can not. I will not allow myself to hate you anymore... but if I do so, I can not have any love for you."
"'Ro... please..."
"Aaaah!" Storm screamed in pain. Her body was still weak, and every breath she took was painful to her lungs. To her entire body. I watched as my eyes were sealed in a void darkness and my ears were deafened as she fainted.
The outside world was stolen from me! The emotions! My desire! I wanted it! I needed it!
font face="times new roman""Let me out!" I fumed inside my little box, but there was no escape from Storm's mind. She was built strong. Physically her body was strong, which gave me so much extra ability. Her spirit was strong, built on the walls of her compassion. And her soul was strong, which represented her mind, her emotions and desires... MY NESTING GROUND! The X-Men were going to pay for stealing it from me!
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After what felt like an eternity later I was able to see again. I had not rested the whole time Storm did not have her consciousness. I did not need to rest. But somehow, the most powerful being alive was binded by the pitiful backwater inhabitants of Earth. Earth as in dirt. They would be dirt when I got out. When I would regain control.
Storm laid in a bed in a recovery room at the Xavier Mansion. Well, no longer Xavier's mansion after I had killed him.
"It feels so wrong to be here Jean..." Ororo spoke with sorrow, but still not a tear ejecting her eyes, "I destroyed our leader. How could I do such a thing?"
"Storm, it wasn't you. It was the Pheonix. You couldn't control her."
"Yes, but I should have controlled her. The Pheonix is such an immensly powered being. I have even feared to let my own powers loose, but when the Pheonix's desire for hate and anger rose, I lost all my compassion."
font face="times new roman""But Storm..."
"Jean, don't you understand?" Storm began to yell, "I wanted to do that! I let her use my own wants to do her own bidding! To let her feel it!"
"Storm, all of us have those sides to us where we are angry at times..."
Storm cut her off again, "I do not care! I should have been strong enough! Everyone is always counting on my compassion, and I let them down. My dearest friends. My family!"
"Oh Storm..." Jean ran over to where Storm lay in the bed and began to hug her tightly. I began to feel the sisterly love between the two, and only wish I could feel the same.
Was it my fault that I was cursed being the most powerful being alive and then I didn't have the chance to taste emotions? Was it?
I was bore by the crystal to protect it. Now after finishing that duty, I had no cause to exist. And therefore I was left alone, with no purpose to live. That was until I began to feel the emotions of Ororo's soul. And I began to feed on them. And first feeling emotions after an eternity of lifelessness is like hearing a good song for the first time. It sticks to you and you want to play it over and over again.
font face="times new roman"That's how I felt. That's what I wanted. These emotions were the very necessity of life. I continued to listen in on Storm's conversations and sorrows.
Now conversing with Colossus... Jean had left a few seconds ago, to give them their due privacy.
"Storm, I am so glad you are safe."
"Colossus, I must immediately apologize to you..."
"No Storm. You do not realize what you have done for me and my country. When the Pheonix flamed our country," his grammar was shot out, "Your compassion was strong enough to save us. It rained a big storm, and instead of killing us, you increased our crop harvest and stopped our drought."
"But I did not do that. I know nothing of it. Perhaps... it was the Pheonix."
"Why would the Pheonix do such a thing?"
"I don't know..." Storm whispered.
But she did know why. I was feeding off of her very own emotions. She had feelings for Colossus. Feelings of love and life. And therefore I had spared him. But I shouldn't have. I should've let her hurt forever like I was hurting in this pitiful void and dark creaks of her mind.
I watched as she fell to her knees in the outer realm. The physical spot where I once was, and reaked havok on the X-Men. "Storm!" Wolverine yelled, running towards her. "Storm, I'm so sorry..."
"Logan..." she whispered.
"No Storm, don't say anything. I just need to say that I'm sorry... and I love you."
"Logan, I can not. I will not allow myself to hate you anymore... but if I do so, I can not have any love for you."
"'Ro... please..."
"Aaaah!" Storm screamed in pain. Her body was still weak, and every breath she took was painful to her lungs. To her entire body. I watched as my eyes were sealed in a void darkness and my ears were deafened as she fainted.
The outside world was stolen from me! The emotions! My desire! I wanted it! I needed it!
font face="times new roman""Let me out!" I fumed inside my little box, but there was no escape from Storm's mind. She was built strong. Physically her body was strong, which gave me so much extra ability. Her spirit was strong, built on the walls of her compassion. And her soul was strong, which represented her mind, her emotions and desires... MY NESTING GROUND! The X-Men were going to pay for stealing it from me!
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After what felt like an eternity later I was able to see again. I had not rested the whole time Storm did not have her consciousness. I did not need to rest. But somehow, the most powerful being alive was binded by the pitiful backwater inhabitants of Earth. Earth as in dirt. They would be dirt when I got out. When I would regain control.
Storm laid in a bed in a recovery room at the Xavier Mansion. Well, no longer Xavier's mansion after I had killed him.
"It feels so wrong to be here Jean..." Ororo spoke with sorrow, but still not a tear ejecting her eyes, "I destroyed our leader. How could I do such a thing?"
"Storm, it wasn't you. It was the Pheonix. You couldn't control her."
"Yes, but I should have controlled her. The Pheonix is such an immensly powered being. I have even feared to let my own powers loose, but when the Pheonix's desire for hate and anger rose, I lost all my compassion."
font face="times new roman""But Storm..."
"Jean, don't you understand?" Storm began to yell, "I wanted to do that! I let her use my own wants to do her own bidding! To let her feel it!"
"Storm, all of us have those sides to us where we are angry at times..."
Storm cut her off again, "I do not care! I should have been strong enough! Everyone is always counting on my compassion, and I let them down. My dearest friends. My family!"
"Oh Storm..." Jean ran over to where Storm lay in the bed and began to hug her tightly. I began to feel the sisterly love between the two, and only wish I could feel the same.
Was it my fault that I was cursed being the most powerful being alive and then I didn't have the chance to taste emotions? Was it?
I was bore by the crystal to protect it. Now after finishing that duty, I had no cause to exist. And therefore I was left alone, with no purpose to live. That was until I began to feel the emotions of Ororo's soul. And I began to feed on them. And first feeling emotions after an eternity of lifelessness is like hearing a good song for the first time. It sticks to you and you want to play it over and over again.
font face="times new roman"That's how I felt. That's what I wanted. These emotions were the very necessity of life. I continued to listen in on Storm's conversations and sorrows.
Now conversing with Colossus... Jean had left a few seconds ago, to give them their due privacy.
"Storm, I am so glad you are safe."
"Colossus, I must immediately apologize to you..."
"No Storm. You do not realize what you have done for me and my country. When the Pheonix flamed our country," his grammar was shot out, "Your compassion was strong enough to save us. It rained a big storm, and instead of killing us, you increased our crop harvest and stopped our drought."
"But I did not do that. I know nothing of it. Perhaps... it was the Pheonix."
"Why would the Pheonix do such a thing?"
"I don't know..." Storm whispered.
But she did know why. I was feeding off of her very own emotions. She had feelings for Colossus. Feelings of love and life. And therefore I had spared him. But I shouldn't have. I should've let her hurt forever like I was hurting in this pitiful void and dark creaks of her mind.