Ororo's Deathbed
Author's Notes: Sorry for the longer wait than usual. Sunday's is my busiest day and Saturday night was not so helpful either. But either way, the story has been continued with [4] and it should answer many questions you may have. It also includes some awaited action for the people who just love to hear "booms" and "bangs". Sorry, no romance this time. The story is being rushed a little faster than planned because vacation is coming up soon and I don't want to leave a 9-day cliffhanger just sitting there.
. ..Continued
"Hank, surely you are not suggesting that Jean has plotted to further Ororo's illness," Professor Charles Xavier said with bitter eyes and his fingers entwined as he thought a thousand thoughts.
"Charles, I know that Jean shows so much love towards Ororo and the rest of the team that the hypothesis seems rather far-fetched, but what are the other possibilities?" Henry 'Hank' McCoy answered, while hanging vertical from the ceiling with his blue-furred feet.
"We can take your thoughts into consideration," Xavier says as his eyes close and he searches around the Institute for Jean's brainwaves. He passed over the busy hallways filled with young students who found pleasure in sitting around and talking most of their days away and working on teenage romance relationships. Continuing to search the lower levels he found an older group of students training, truly wanting to find their place among the battlefield X-Men. He searched the minds that filled the bedrooms and still did not find his red head Marvel Girl. Taking one last step to the attic to search, he felt residue of her mental abilities, but not her mind. "She is not here and neither is Gambit. We shall speak to her when she returns, or perhaps tomorrow morning, whichever is more pleasant. For now I suggest you start giving Storm some antibiotics and anything that can flush out the Iodine. I pray that she will revive."
"The odds are not on our side," Beast says as he does a front flip from the ceiling, and just like him and his mutant-enhanced agility, he lands firmly on the carpeted floor on both his massive feet. His blue eyes take a final look at Xavier before he exits the room and makes his way to the medical facilities located only a few steps down the hallway.
"Hey Hank," Rogue says with her green eyes as she approaches the Beast in a fast pace. "Have you seen Jean?" she asks with her southern American accent.
"Actually, I haven't. She has departed earlier with Gambit and I am unaware of the time to which they will return. In the meantime, I must attend to finding some antibiotics for our dear Ororo. It seems she has abducted Iodine into her bloodstream somehow."
"Ahodine?" she questions in a surprised voice, disturbing the long i vowel in the word with her country twist and then looks away. She soon turns her face back to Hank with confusion, "How'd that get in there?"
"Well, it seems, since it is having no deathly affects that it would have just been taken in by her body. Perhaps it was something she has eaten recently. This would be an easy problem to fix, except that she also has a virus. The virus seems to be advancing rather quickly and is resulting in her untimely illness," he explains to Rogue while just realizing himself the potential of the virus and the Iodine as they both are circulated in Storm's bloodstream. "Please excuse me Rogue, I must quickly develop the correct antibiotic for Ororo."
Beast hurries to the medical tools while Rogue's green eyes open wide at the thought of Ororo's demise. Just then Rogue's eyes open wider as she hears a large rumble vibrate the entire mansion and then notices a large hole stemming from the Foyer to the Attic. She runs towards the hole and notices a feel of static electricity. Her hair is bulging outward now in some places and her clothes are clinging to her tighter than before. "A lightnin' bolt." she says to herself as she notices the summer air becoming extremely cold. "She's losin' it again."
Her brown hair was whipped back in the air with her white streak as she took flight through the whole and soon met face-to-face with a thick pocket of hail and snow as it came pouring down the hole. Rogue was knocked back down but luckily was grabbed by the large, massive Caliban. "Rogue be careful. Storm mad," he warns with large black eyes. This former-Morlock and former accomplice of Apocalypse had finally found his home with the X- Men with many of the other Morlocks.
Rogue looks to Caliban, "Thanks sugah, but if I don't get up there she's only gonna get a whole lot madder." Rogue looked around to the other new members, trying to think of some quick plan to get her upstairs as soon as possible without extending further damage to the X-Men. She was still one of the few that could take flight and would be the only one that could reach Storm right now. Just as she was beginning to think of a plan, she noticed the large head of Xavier in front of her face, projected by his mind.
Speaking to her through his telepathy, he gave her direct commands, "Rogue, I will calm Storm's mind. Once you see the maelstrom clearing up you will be able to get her out of the sky. But do not attempt to absorb her energy to keep her calm. With her abilities you would run wild with no control and we don't need another maelstrom destroying all of New York." Rogue nods her head as she looks up to the sky where Storm is hovering with lightning surging her body.
Storm's eyes are closed although lightning seems to be popping out of her eyelashes, and her head is titled to the side as if she were sleeping. This is exactly what was happening. The Windrider was asleep and had no idea of the terror her mutant abilities was beginning to create. "Aah!" Wolverine yelled as his body was sent helplessly down the hole that Ororo's lightning bolt had created. He too, had been in the attic sleeping when Ororo's body had lifted from the bed and released his hand with a short surge of static electricity.
He had attempted to calm her by taking her hand again and shaking it gently, but she just continued to float upward. Then the bolt of lightning came from the sky, projected and magnified itself through the glass of the attic ceiling and turned the Windrider into a living lightning rod. Then from her body shot the lightning bolt, both outward and upward that bust open a hole 8 feet in diameter. Then from nowhere a gust of wind blew his body down the hole. And that's where he was.
As he fell down the hole, it seemed like forever before he was caught hold of by a teenage girl, particularly, one in a yellow raincoat and pair of blue jean shorts. He dangled from her slim arms as she called out for someone to help her. And saved from the fury Storm, just like Rogue, he was pulled to the second floor by Caliban. "Storm!" the runt yelled from the top of his lungs up towards the attic where the lightning was continued, and then the entire glass ceiling of the roof bust open. The wind seemed to carry every piece of the shattered glass in directions away from her body, and down the hole with the hail and snow was a chute of glass. The spectators turned their faces and bodies and many of them screamed as they fell to the floor with small glass shards bouncing off their backs. "What is she thinkin' up there?" Wolverine question, although he knew no one there could answer his question.
Xavier, though, could answer the question as he finally pried his way into Ororo's mind. She had been taught to resist probing of the mind by Xavier himself, as did the rest of the older X-Men, and he found it hard even for him to enter without a fight. As his blue eyes closed tightly inside of his pale skin he found himself walking, literally, in Storm's mind. As he walked around in his green khakis and his green suit jacket, he searched for Ororo's body. Instead he found himself in thick fog and continuous bolts of lightning. "Ororo, you must calm the tempest!" he called out, as his words echo echoed and never seemed to reach their destination and place of stop.
"Charles! Help me! I cannot get out!" her voice suddenly yelled within her mind, through the thick fog and rumbling thunders, which had just begun. "AH!" she yelled with torrent as a burst of lightning went from the bottom of her mind straight to the top, lighting the void and then becoming dark again.
Xavier did not waste his time as his mind projected itself towards the origin of the light. His own mind was becoming extremely tired for the constant pry into Ororo's mind and his breaths were becoming uneven in his physical body. He thought to himself, 'This is unusual, even for Ororo. Why would a virus be so devastating to her mentally?' and he found himself unable to answer his own questions. There was obviously more than the virus and Iodine in her body that was corrupting it. Something was in her mind, other than his presence, and it was causing even worse effects.
"Charles, I need your help!" she yells as another bolt of lightning shoots from the base of her mind and the ground begins to shatter below Xavier's feet.
He fell into a dark abyss and with a shout of pain he hit the bottom of her mind. He slowly crawled to his feet as he called out her name. He no longer heard the rumbles of thunder, or the sparks of lightning. "Ororo!" he called out, and heard no response. "Answer me!" he yelled with frustration.
Then from the eerie silence came a large flash of light and a scream of pain and horror. It shattered Xavier's ears as his heart jumped and skipped a beat and fear crossed his mind. "Ororo!" he yelled as he turned in every direction, looking and searching for any sign that could be exposed from Ororo's mind and mental brainwaves. Psionic energy beckoned his mind towards her, finally. Pressing his way through the dissipating fog, he finally saw the outline of a black box, even in the darkness. As he made his way to the box, his legs became tired and his breathing in his real body became much shorter than before. He stumbled as he reached the box and made a mental door, which easily opened and spilled Ororo's body out. She lay there on the floor of her mind as Xavier looked into the box and saw lime green slugs that squirmed around the small container. They jumped out at his face and his blue eyes went wide as he was shoved out of Ororo's mind. With a yelp of pain, Xavier himself went unconscious in his office.
Meanwhile, in the physical, the entire back lawn and lake area of the mansion had been devastated. Trees lay in waste and the pool was uprooted from the ground. Mud was splattered across the back windows and the security systems were totally uprooted and laid like rubble. And when Xavier had finally gained success in freeing Ororo she fell from the sky and every bit of nature cried with relief. Rogue watched as Ororo fell from high altitudes, but continued in wait of a command from Xavier. "Come on, Professor, Storm's about to meet with the ground," Rogue whispers to herself.
She looks with green eyes almost covered with tears before taking flight through a window and making her way to Storm's body, which constantly did cartwheels towards the ground. Her air snapped behind her and all thoughts were muffled by the sound of the wind rushing pass her ears. Catching Storm just in time, they both fell to the ground softly in the mud from Rogue's rescue.
The sound of a car came to a halt as Jean and Remy arrived back at the mansion. "Oh my God," Jean gasped, "What happened?" She closed her eyes and then opened them widely, "Storm's hurt."
"Stormy?" Remy said, before noticing the lack of exclamation in Jean's voice, "You dun seem to concerned, chere."
To Be Continued.. .
Author's Notes: Sorry for the longer wait than usual. Sunday's is my busiest day and Saturday night was not so helpful either. But either way, the story has been continued with [4] and it should answer many questions you may have. It also includes some awaited action for the people who just love to hear "booms" and "bangs". Sorry, no romance this time. The story is being rushed a little faster than planned because vacation is coming up soon and I don't want to leave a 9-day cliffhanger just sitting there.
. ..Continued
"Hank, surely you are not suggesting that Jean has plotted to further Ororo's illness," Professor Charles Xavier said with bitter eyes and his fingers entwined as he thought a thousand thoughts.
"Charles, I know that Jean shows so much love towards Ororo and the rest of the team that the hypothesis seems rather far-fetched, but what are the other possibilities?" Henry 'Hank' McCoy answered, while hanging vertical from the ceiling with his blue-furred feet.
"We can take your thoughts into consideration," Xavier says as his eyes close and he searches around the Institute for Jean's brainwaves. He passed over the busy hallways filled with young students who found pleasure in sitting around and talking most of their days away and working on teenage romance relationships. Continuing to search the lower levels he found an older group of students training, truly wanting to find their place among the battlefield X-Men. He searched the minds that filled the bedrooms and still did not find his red head Marvel Girl. Taking one last step to the attic to search, he felt residue of her mental abilities, but not her mind. "She is not here and neither is Gambit. We shall speak to her when she returns, or perhaps tomorrow morning, whichever is more pleasant. For now I suggest you start giving Storm some antibiotics and anything that can flush out the Iodine. I pray that she will revive."
"The odds are not on our side," Beast says as he does a front flip from the ceiling, and just like him and his mutant-enhanced agility, he lands firmly on the carpeted floor on both his massive feet. His blue eyes take a final look at Xavier before he exits the room and makes his way to the medical facilities located only a few steps down the hallway.
"Hey Hank," Rogue says with her green eyes as she approaches the Beast in a fast pace. "Have you seen Jean?" she asks with her southern American accent.
"Actually, I haven't. She has departed earlier with Gambit and I am unaware of the time to which they will return. In the meantime, I must attend to finding some antibiotics for our dear Ororo. It seems she has abducted Iodine into her bloodstream somehow."
"Ahodine?" she questions in a surprised voice, disturbing the long i vowel in the word with her country twist and then looks away. She soon turns her face back to Hank with confusion, "How'd that get in there?"
"Well, it seems, since it is having no deathly affects that it would have just been taken in by her body. Perhaps it was something she has eaten recently. This would be an easy problem to fix, except that she also has a virus. The virus seems to be advancing rather quickly and is resulting in her untimely illness," he explains to Rogue while just realizing himself the potential of the virus and the Iodine as they both are circulated in Storm's bloodstream. "Please excuse me Rogue, I must quickly develop the correct antibiotic for Ororo."
Beast hurries to the medical tools while Rogue's green eyes open wide at the thought of Ororo's demise. Just then Rogue's eyes open wider as she hears a large rumble vibrate the entire mansion and then notices a large hole stemming from the Foyer to the Attic. She runs towards the hole and notices a feel of static electricity. Her hair is bulging outward now in some places and her clothes are clinging to her tighter than before. "A lightnin' bolt." she says to herself as she notices the summer air becoming extremely cold. "She's losin' it again."
Her brown hair was whipped back in the air with her white streak as she took flight through the whole and soon met face-to-face with a thick pocket of hail and snow as it came pouring down the hole. Rogue was knocked back down but luckily was grabbed by the large, massive Caliban. "Rogue be careful. Storm mad," he warns with large black eyes. This former-Morlock and former accomplice of Apocalypse had finally found his home with the X- Men with many of the other Morlocks.
Rogue looks to Caliban, "Thanks sugah, but if I don't get up there she's only gonna get a whole lot madder." Rogue looked around to the other new members, trying to think of some quick plan to get her upstairs as soon as possible without extending further damage to the X-Men. She was still one of the few that could take flight and would be the only one that could reach Storm right now. Just as she was beginning to think of a plan, she noticed the large head of Xavier in front of her face, projected by his mind.
Speaking to her through his telepathy, he gave her direct commands, "Rogue, I will calm Storm's mind. Once you see the maelstrom clearing up you will be able to get her out of the sky. But do not attempt to absorb her energy to keep her calm. With her abilities you would run wild with no control and we don't need another maelstrom destroying all of New York." Rogue nods her head as she looks up to the sky where Storm is hovering with lightning surging her body.
Storm's eyes are closed although lightning seems to be popping out of her eyelashes, and her head is titled to the side as if she were sleeping. This is exactly what was happening. The Windrider was asleep and had no idea of the terror her mutant abilities was beginning to create. "Aah!" Wolverine yelled as his body was sent helplessly down the hole that Ororo's lightning bolt had created. He too, had been in the attic sleeping when Ororo's body had lifted from the bed and released his hand with a short surge of static electricity.
He had attempted to calm her by taking her hand again and shaking it gently, but she just continued to float upward. Then the bolt of lightning came from the sky, projected and magnified itself through the glass of the attic ceiling and turned the Windrider into a living lightning rod. Then from her body shot the lightning bolt, both outward and upward that bust open a hole 8 feet in diameter. Then from nowhere a gust of wind blew his body down the hole. And that's where he was.
As he fell down the hole, it seemed like forever before he was caught hold of by a teenage girl, particularly, one in a yellow raincoat and pair of blue jean shorts. He dangled from her slim arms as she called out for someone to help her. And saved from the fury Storm, just like Rogue, he was pulled to the second floor by Caliban. "Storm!" the runt yelled from the top of his lungs up towards the attic where the lightning was continued, and then the entire glass ceiling of the roof bust open. The wind seemed to carry every piece of the shattered glass in directions away from her body, and down the hole with the hail and snow was a chute of glass. The spectators turned their faces and bodies and many of them screamed as they fell to the floor with small glass shards bouncing off their backs. "What is she thinkin' up there?" Wolverine question, although he knew no one there could answer his question.
Xavier, though, could answer the question as he finally pried his way into Ororo's mind. She had been taught to resist probing of the mind by Xavier himself, as did the rest of the older X-Men, and he found it hard even for him to enter without a fight. As his blue eyes closed tightly inside of his pale skin he found himself walking, literally, in Storm's mind. As he walked around in his green khakis and his green suit jacket, he searched for Ororo's body. Instead he found himself in thick fog and continuous bolts of lightning. "Ororo, you must calm the tempest!" he called out, as his words echo echoed and never seemed to reach their destination and place of stop.
"Charles! Help me! I cannot get out!" her voice suddenly yelled within her mind, through the thick fog and rumbling thunders, which had just begun. "AH!" she yelled with torrent as a burst of lightning went from the bottom of her mind straight to the top, lighting the void and then becoming dark again.
Xavier did not waste his time as his mind projected itself towards the origin of the light. His own mind was becoming extremely tired for the constant pry into Ororo's mind and his breaths were becoming uneven in his physical body. He thought to himself, 'This is unusual, even for Ororo. Why would a virus be so devastating to her mentally?' and he found himself unable to answer his own questions. There was obviously more than the virus and Iodine in her body that was corrupting it. Something was in her mind, other than his presence, and it was causing even worse effects.
"Charles, I need your help!" she yells as another bolt of lightning shoots from the base of her mind and the ground begins to shatter below Xavier's feet.
He fell into a dark abyss and with a shout of pain he hit the bottom of her mind. He slowly crawled to his feet as he called out her name. He no longer heard the rumbles of thunder, or the sparks of lightning. "Ororo!" he called out, and heard no response. "Answer me!" he yelled with frustration.
Then from the eerie silence came a large flash of light and a scream of pain and horror. It shattered Xavier's ears as his heart jumped and skipped a beat and fear crossed his mind. "Ororo!" he yelled as he turned in every direction, looking and searching for any sign that could be exposed from Ororo's mind and mental brainwaves. Psionic energy beckoned his mind towards her, finally. Pressing his way through the dissipating fog, he finally saw the outline of a black box, even in the darkness. As he made his way to the box, his legs became tired and his breathing in his real body became much shorter than before. He stumbled as he reached the box and made a mental door, which easily opened and spilled Ororo's body out. She lay there on the floor of her mind as Xavier looked into the box and saw lime green slugs that squirmed around the small container. They jumped out at his face and his blue eyes went wide as he was shoved out of Ororo's mind. With a yelp of pain, Xavier himself went unconscious in his office.
Meanwhile, in the physical, the entire back lawn and lake area of the mansion had been devastated. Trees lay in waste and the pool was uprooted from the ground. Mud was splattered across the back windows and the security systems were totally uprooted and laid like rubble. And when Xavier had finally gained success in freeing Ororo she fell from the sky and every bit of nature cried with relief. Rogue watched as Ororo fell from high altitudes, but continued in wait of a command from Xavier. "Come on, Professor, Storm's about to meet with the ground," Rogue whispers to herself.
She looks with green eyes almost covered with tears before taking flight through a window and making her way to Storm's body, which constantly did cartwheels towards the ground. Her air snapped behind her and all thoughts were muffled by the sound of the wind rushing pass her ears. Catching Storm just in time, they both fell to the ground softly in the mud from Rogue's rescue.
The sound of a car came to a halt as Jean and Remy arrived back at the mansion. "Oh my God," Jean gasped, "What happened?" She closed her eyes and then opened them widely, "Storm's hurt."
"Stormy?" Remy said, before noticing the lack of exclamation in Jean's voice, "You dun seem to concerned, chere."
To Be Continued.. .