*Notes*
-I do not own x-men evolution or its characters in any way, shape or form
-This is my own personal fanfic; please don't re-post it as your own… thx
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5/14-Tuesday
Dear Diary,
We got word from Logan today. No luck with finding Magneto but he did pick up Sabertooth's scent and he's been trailing it. He's close but Sabertooth keeps eluding him. It's like a wild goose chase. Logan says he'll check back in with us tomorrow and hopefully he will have caught up to Sabertooth by then.
Jean and the Professor picked up on some odd human activity around the area Logan's in. No specifics, but it did worry the Professor a little. He told Logan to be alert but stay mainly focused on finding Sabertooth and Magneto. The Professor said one of the human minds he got a faint trace of was without a doubt a malicious one.
We all did really well in the afternoon training session today. The Professor says within the next few days he's going to incorporate some of the hardest levels of training programs—one of which will be a mock Magneto program. We have to skip a whole lot of the medium progs because the Professor is convinced there's just no time. He knows we're missing out on vital practice sessions but that will have to come later. There's this mad rush to prepare us for the worse. I don't think jumping right into the hard stuff and skipping all the knowledge we'd gain with less-intense sessions is a good idea. I just feel we'd be more useful with intermediate skills and knowledge how to use them than with sloppy, underdeveloped master skills and no idea how to effectively use them.
I know that Magneto is a powerful opponent but I don't want to go into a battle with him and end up running around like a chicken with its head cut off… Then again, that will probably be the case no matter what. I dunno, I'm just scared. Really, really scared.
I went for a walk by myself after dinner and broke down in tears. There's this secluded little pond a ways away from the Institute and I hid out there for a while. I let everything I've been thinking and feeling over the past few days finally take over and I cried my eyes out. I yelled, pounded the ground, kicked a tree (which I should have used my powers to phase thru cause now my toe hurts something awful), and threw a few sticks and rocks. It was a totally Kitty temper tantrum but it felt so good to release all that pent up frustration.
In between heavy sobs, I heard a meek little voice say "Kitty" and I turned around. It was Lance. He looked at me with empathetic eyes and held his arms open for me to hug him. I ran into his arms and he just held me as I wept, stroking my hair, saying to let it all out. I cried out, "Oh Lance, it's not fair," and he held me tighter. I buried my face into his chest and released wave after wave of tears. He occasionally kissed the top of my head but he said no words and for that I was grateful. Somewhere deep inside he understood that at that point I needed his arms around me more than I needed some sweet-tooth candy-coated words of comfort. When I finally calmed down enough to raise my eyes to his, he looked as stricken as I felt. He lifted his hand to my cheek and wiped away my tears with his thumb. We stared into each other's eyes and saw the hopes of a present desire being shattered by our current circumstances. His eyes spoke of hope but realization of the impossibility. He was Brotherhood, I was X- Man. My eyes filled with agony and defeat. Far too much has happened for us to go back now and change it. Maybe in the future things could be different but right now was the problem.
I was barely audible when I whispered, "I love you, Lance."
He smiled so innocently and a single tear fell from his eye.
"I love you too, Kitty."
Then our eyes closed as he tilted my head up and slowly leaned in.
His lips quivered slightly as they met my own trembling ones. That kiss, our first real kiss, was the most beautiful moment in the world. So soft and so powerful. So full of meaning. I put my arms around his neck and he embraced my body. The single kiss turned into many passionate ones. Each time our lips touched I could sense the emotions behind them.
Our perfect moment came to an end suddenly when he pulled away and looked so grief-stricken. I knew he was thinking about earlier and how we couldn't really be together because we were on different sides. He said sadly, "You'll always fight the good fight, I'll never be fully accepted by the good side. I don't want to hurt you or your friends but the Brotherhood is where I belong. I'm sorry." I told him that I will find a way but he just shook his head.
He kissed me once more and then started to walk away. I called out after him to not go. He turned around and said, "Always remember that I love you, Kitty," then he took off running. All I could do was fall to my knees and cry my eyes out again.
My world is in ruins, what else can go wrong?
~Kitty~
-I do not own x-men evolution or its characters in any way, shape or form
-This is my own personal fanfic; please don't re-post it as your own… thx
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5/14-Tuesday
Dear Diary,
We got word from Logan today. No luck with finding Magneto but he did pick up Sabertooth's scent and he's been trailing it. He's close but Sabertooth keeps eluding him. It's like a wild goose chase. Logan says he'll check back in with us tomorrow and hopefully he will have caught up to Sabertooth by then.
Jean and the Professor picked up on some odd human activity around the area Logan's in. No specifics, but it did worry the Professor a little. He told Logan to be alert but stay mainly focused on finding Sabertooth and Magneto. The Professor said one of the human minds he got a faint trace of was without a doubt a malicious one.
We all did really well in the afternoon training session today. The Professor says within the next few days he's going to incorporate some of the hardest levels of training programs—one of which will be a mock Magneto program. We have to skip a whole lot of the medium progs because the Professor is convinced there's just no time. He knows we're missing out on vital practice sessions but that will have to come later. There's this mad rush to prepare us for the worse. I don't think jumping right into the hard stuff and skipping all the knowledge we'd gain with less-intense sessions is a good idea. I just feel we'd be more useful with intermediate skills and knowledge how to use them than with sloppy, underdeveloped master skills and no idea how to effectively use them.
I know that Magneto is a powerful opponent but I don't want to go into a battle with him and end up running around like a chicken with its head cut off… Then again, that will probably be the case no matter what. I dunno, I'm just scared. Really, really scared.
I went for a walk by myself after dinner and broke down in tears. There's this secluded little pond a ways away from the Institute and I hid out there for a while. I let everything I've been thinking and feeling over the past few days finally take over and I cried my eyes out. I yelled, pounded the ground, kicked a tree (which I should have used my powers to phase thru cause now my toe hurts something awful), and threw a few sticks and rocks. It was a totally Kitty temper tantrum but it felt so good to release all that pent up frustration.
In between heavy sobs, I heard a meek little voice say "Kitty" and I turned around. It was Lance. He looked at me with empathetic eyes and held his arms open for me to hug him. I ran into his arms and he just held me as I wept, stroking my hair, saying to let it all out. I cried out, "Oh Lance, it's not fair," and he held me tighter. I buried my face into his chest and released wave after wave of tears. He occasionally kissed the top of my head but he said no words and for that I was grateful. Somewhere deep inside he understood that at that point I needed his arms around me more than I needed some sweet-tooth candy-coated words of comfort. When I finally calmed down enough to raise my eyes to his, he looked as stricken as I felt. He lifted his hand to my cheek and wiped away my tears with his thumb. We stared into each other's eyes and saw the hopes of a present desire being shattered by our current circumstances. His eyes spoke of hope but realization of the impossibility. He was Brotherhood, I was X- Man. My eyes filled with agony and defeat. Far too much has happened for us to go back now and change it. Maybe in the future things could be different but right now was the problem.
I was barely audible when I whispered, "I love you, Lance."
He smiled so innocently and a single tear fell from his eye.
"I love you too, Kitty."
Then our eyes closed as he tilted my head up and slowly leaned in.
His lips quivered slightly as they met my own trembling ones. That kiss, our first real kiss, was the most beautiful moment in the world. So soft and so powerful. So full of meaning. I put my arms around his neck and he embraced my body. The single kiss turned into many passionate ones. Each time our lips touched I could sense the emotions behind them.
Our perfect moment came to an end suddenly when he pulled away and looked so grief-stricken. I knew he was thinking about earlier and how we couldn't really be together because we were on different sides. He said sadly, "You'll always fight the good fight, I'll never be fully accepted by the good side. I don't want to hurt you or your friends but the Brotherhood is where I belong. I'm sorry." I told him that I will find a way but he just shook his head.
He kissed me once more and then started to walk away. I called out after him to not go. He turned around and said, "Always remember that I love you, Kitty," then he took off running. All I could do was fall to my knees and cry my eyes out again.
My world is in ruins, what else can go wrong?
~Kitty~
