Disclaimer:I do not own X-Men:the Movie 1 or 2 or the X-Men, Brian Singer, Marvel Comics, and 20th Century Fox Entertainment do. : )
Author's Note:Takes place One Year from where the movie leaves off.
X-Men:the Movie 2- My Version
The woman sat on the train from Westchester, New York to Montreal, Canada. The train was not especially full since it was 1:00 a.m. She wore a long black coat, gloves, and a sheer black hood. She was crying, everything she knew and loved in the world had just been shattered. She didn't know where the man she loved was, where the children she taught were, were her friend, Ororo, who was like a sister to her was, or were the man she loved like a father was. Were they okay? It had happened so fast. Everything came fast. Fast and without warning. She was afraid that those people that were looking for them, the people who had invaded the school in the middle of the night caring weapons. The trainmaster announced that the train was leaving for its destination when suddenlly someone sat next to her, she immediately turned towards the window. The train began to move. It left the station and headed north. "Hey," said that voice next to her. She ignored it, it seemed so familar somehow. The hand took her face and turned her to look at him.
"Logan!" she said almost yelling, she was so happy to see him. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and held on.
"Hi to you to," he said enjoying her holding on for dear life to him. "What's wrong? Why are the school gates smashed in?" He asked looking into her eyes. She immediately broke down crying. He held her and waited until she was ready to talk about it. "What happened?" he finally asked again.
"The Senate apparently passed a bill on mutant registration. Apparently that registration includes capturing us and taking us to some medical study inturnment camp. We ran. I don't know where Scott, Ororo, the professor, or any of the kids are. I just remember running, being so scared, and hearing shots and screams. I just ran here as fast as I could."
"It's going to be okay. I'll take care of you, Jean."
"What about the others?"
"We'll go to Canada, wait for alittle bit and then come back. Give them time to forget."
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Author's Note:Takes place One Year from where the movie leaves off.
X-Men:the Movie 2- My Version
The woman sat on the train from Westchester, New York to Montreal, Canada. The train was not especially full since it was 1:00 a.m. She wore a long black coat, gloves, and a sheer black hood. She was crying, everything she knew and loved in the world had just been shattered. She didn't know where the man she loved was, where the children she taught were, were her friend, Ororo, who was like a sister to her was, or were the man she loved like a father was. Were they okay? It had happened so fast. Everything came fast. Fast and without warning. She was afraid that those people that were looking for them, the people who had invaded the school in the middle of the night caring weapons. The trainmaster announced that the train was leaving for its destination when suddenlly someone sat next to her, she immediately turned towards the window. The train began to move. It left the station and headed north. "Hey," said that voice next to her. She ignored it, it seemed so familar somehow. The hand took her face and turned her to look at him.
"Logan!" she said almost yelling, she was so happy to see him. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and held on.
"Hi to you to," he said enjoying her holding on for dear life to him. "What's wrong? Why are the school gates smashed in?" He asked looking into her eyes. She immediately broke down crying. He held her and waited until she was ready to talk about it. "What happened?" he finally asked again.
"The Senate apparently passed a bill on mutant registration. Apparently that registration includes capturing us and taking us to some medical study inturnment camp. We ran. I don't know where Scott, Ororo, the professor, or any of the kids are. I just remember running, being so scared, and hearing shots and screams. I just ran here as fast as I could."
"It's going to be okay. I'll take care of you, Jean."
"What about the others?"
"We'll go to Canada, wait for alittle bit and then come back. Give them time to forget."
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