Devoted soul of a brother
Ray Crisp walked alone in the night, his body tired and sweaty. His dreams had begun to get worse. Every sense an occurrence five mouths ago. He had been training with his power agents Sunspot and they got out of control. Thankfully the other had gotten stronger form the light and was barley able to withstand the power that was forced around him. Ray or as he was known as Bezerker, passed out cold from using too much at once. He felt staring after that. As if a switch had been thrown, he was having flash backs from his child hood and dreams of having tails and other things. The flashbacks showed a look alike him in them, but she was softer and more female looking.
He would also at times hear a faint whisper in his mind, as if someone were calling him, he had not gone to the Professor yet. He wanted to make shirr that he really needed to. Ray Crisp never asked for help unless he needed it first. Training with his powers, that were a manger understatement, he lost control every time until the Professor came and they trained him, his emotions were under control barley. He lived up to his name, chalking it up to his youth. Wishing and hoping that one day he could have complete control and be whole again like he thought he used to. There had always been a part of him that felt empty. Devoid of something he could not fill it with.
Logan had been the only one he had confided in and so he trusted the Canadian man. Wolverine had found him one night up and wearing him self out, dripping in a cold sweat as it happened. Logan had said it was a neither voice coming from his mouth and that scared him. They knew that Bezerker was not telepathic and so it was out of the ordinary.
It was a Saturday and so it was a early session in the danger room for him and Jubilee along with Sunspot. The other teen was not happy about it. Jubilee had played a prank on him and so he was glaring daggers at his teammate. The session began under the Professors watchful eye, no one wanted a neither mishap like last time, had it not been for the light Sunspot had to strengthen him, he could have been really hurt. They ran the obstacle course and, then like a shot Bezerker felt a twitch. He blanked out, one second he was running the next, he was on the floor of the danger room, with Hank, Wolverine and the others standing in front of him, defensive positions.
Holding his head he felt to his knees, finding they felt like jelly, "Wha . . . What happened?" he asked, confused. Logan sighed, "You did it again kid, she came out."
Sighing Ray stood, "She did not come out, she and I became one again Logan. I understand it more now. She and I are somehow connected like in the head even thought were a part. . .just can't place the person. I mean its not like I have a . ." Ray stopped then remembered back to the dreams, the other him. The girl like him. . .could she be? He ran from the room, rushing up to his own and locking the door. How could he have let something so valid slip, that girl. The other him . . . she was who was sending these feelings . . . was he sending his? How could he know? He closed his eyes, thinking of how sorry he was if she was feeling what he felt, the sorrow of not knowing. Not remembering anything about the other except for what he himself had seen.
It was then he felt the Professor call him to the library. Getting there he saw way ward glances of curiosity and worry. Getting in he saw they were not alone, Hank was with him on the coach and sat quietly. The prophesier showed him a seat and greatly he sat down after saying the required 'thank you.'. Siting he was asked to explain if he could what happened between him and Logan in the Danger room, how Logan knew what was happening but he did not.
"For the last five mouths I have been having these dreams, and the come every night, always the same. It was like I was a neither person, or my mind was in theirs. Seeing threw their eyes. At first I thought I could do that for everyone and so I tried. . . three weeks of trying told me it was just with her. She is in my head more and more now, as if were both trying to reach out to each other. Sometimes its like we feel the same thing and we switch places, while she was here, I was were her body was. After that I understood what was happening but could not place how or why." Ray finished, happy that he shared what he knew, this far was going very well. Maybe the professor was going to be of help.
Wheeling closer the professor felt very wary of attempting what he was, but knew he could learn more that way, "I would like to see if you can do this at will Ray. If you and her are truly connected then I should be able to find out more about her and maybe even find her." Ray sighed and relaxed, the older man came closer and placed his hands on either side of the younger mutains head. Ray concentrated on the link, the one thing that kept the two of them connected.
He felt first a sense of wholeness, something he had not ever felt in anything, as if he belonged there. His emotions become just a background and then he opened his eyes, looking into a mirror he saw her again. Smiling she touched the mirror. He knew it was her that was moving, allowing him to see threw her eyes. She had his hair stile, at least with the flowered out bangs, then a braided length of platinum hair that fell to her waist. Her eyes were just like his, but worn as if they had seen such horrors and pain in there short lifetime. She then looked around, sadness filled her and he tried to push it aside. She also had fox like ears atop her head. Seeing around her ankle a chained link, keeping her at a chains length from a door which meant her freedom. He then thought, 'What is her power?'
She answered, concentrating hard, a ghost like figure came and picked her up, they made her as ghost like person as the chains simply fell threw the ankle, it was bloody and hurt, but she ran. Feeling the wind threw her hair and tails. They were about six feet long and lox like in stile. She felt that Ray was getting worried that she was running.
'Who are you?' She asked, 'How is it I feel we know each other, like you were something to me but I just can't remember what?' She continued as she ran faster, not looking back. In her mind, looking back meant certain destruction or pain. She ran to a road, highway or something. She saw a car take the turn at a fast rate and so she hid.
'What is it that connects us?' She sent, answered shortly but cut off as they both got overloaded with pain from trying to hold the connection to long. Ray managed, 'I think we are blood.'
Ray gasped for air as if he himself had not been breathing or had just ran a marathon. Looking to the Professor, he nodded, "It seems the connection can not be stopped. She is however, detectable, so if we can find her you can see her." Ray felt like jumping for joy then stood and felt woozy, taking it slow he walked out to the phone and called home. He needed verification.
"Mom tell me . . . Do I have a sister?" Ray asked, not all to surtan about asking his mother. His father would tell him anything, that's how he knew about sex so soon. That and other things, He heard her sigh then a grunt as his father grasped the phone.
"Hey son, your mom looked about as white as paper, what did you ask her? Did you ask her why she sent you that sweater with the duck on it?" His father teased, knowing full well that sweater was still in his room and packed so no one would see the childish thing.
"No Dad, I asked her if . . . If I had a sister?" Ray asked again slightly hesitant about asking such a thing of his parents. His father sighed and then answered slowly with coition written in every word.
"Yes Son, you have a sister, a exact genetic twin to be exact, were hoped that you two could meet one day but, she just never came out. We had found her mutation sooner then yours. She grew tails and so a sister of mine took her to live with her, tell she got used to having the tails. Then after a while they just vanished, we would have never even thought about letting her go, if not for the hatred of mutains in our hometown at that time. We never wanted her to get hurt so we accepted her offer. I mean she was by far the most versatile with that kind of stuff. She was a mutaint herself. You two were a peace of work, never left each others side or anything. Its like you could read each others minds and most of the time that spelt trouble. The kids would make fun of her and throw rocks. She came home many times hurt from what they did, you would either have black eyes or bleeding knuckles." His father explained, it hit him like a ton of rocks.
He had to find her but when he went to get the professor he had already gone to Cerebro to see if he could track her. Remembering the landmarks he had seen as Ray carried him to the other sibling. The feeling that he had gotten as the twins shared the link with him, was astounding. It was so peaceful, like pure joy wrapped up around one like a blanket. Their bond was like nothing he had ever felt before, so strong and pure, like they could easily become one mind.
She had been using her powers when he last checked and by the time he got to Cerebro, he had found a faint trace of her, but it just barley blipped. Enough for Cerebro to get a faint reading on it. She was just like her brother in appearances outside of mutaiton, she had platinum colored hair with the exception of the rusted bangs that she shared with her brother, then the tall lean body accompanied by nine six foot long fox like tails. Her frame when he had seen it was to thin for health and he was determined to find her. Her powers could prove useful, she could mimic any mutains that was a ghost or if she would she could pull any power from the sprit world, she could be unstoppable if trained for good.
Bezerker was in the danger room, alone this time. Working on his powers, no one was quite safe working with him while he went threw the small bursts of time, were he could not control his powers. He ran the obstacle course twice and then went to doing more, reading and writing. His father had told him about a twin sister. One who's mutation had come earlier then normal. But he figured that was a physical mutiaion, her mental power could have come from the stress of the being held prisoner.
He pondered on that as he walked, the night had come and it seemed to call him. He wanted to be away from the others, especially the Professor, taking him along for the ride a while ago took more then usual. Finding a clearing he ounces again sat down to relax. He wanted to talk to her more, closing his eyes he once again tried to find the link that had been reawakened. Finding it quicker then last time, she was still on the run.
'Nice to have you back and thanks for the idea. Using my phantoms like that was better then I ever thought.' She was closer then last time, yet she had a stride to her that favored her left leg. For now she jumped into a high tree which was covered with heavy brush.
'Glade I could help. I did some grunting around and I found that if I am right, were twins. Then I researched and they said twins of our caliber have mental links, I guess it was strengthen when were the same, our X genes had to synchronies. If you could get close enough I could come and get you. Then we could be double trouble!' Ray thought with a mental giggle.
'Shirr brother, how close do I feel to you?' I know it was easier to reconnect to you this time.' She said then asked in wondering, 'What is your name?'
Ray sighed, 'Ray Crisp, what is yours? You feel closer then you did before . . . if that's a consolation. I am new at this. Even if I am not I don't remember how to use it.'
She giggled, 'Samantha, I remembered my name cues all the Phantoms I control call me that. But my code name is Shinigami. It is a Japanese God of Death. I found my powers over the phantoms when I forced one out of its body. I gave the guy a heart attack.' She said sounding tiered. She then opened her eyes, showing him were she was, 'Do you recognize this area?'
Ray took in what he saw, seeing it as the outskirts of the town.
'That is the outskirts of the place were I live. Its called Bayville.' Ray said, getting exsighted, ' I might be able to come and get you in a few hours, they don't let us wonder after hours and unfortunately I can't teleport or phase threw shit.' He heard a giggle as they ended the connection. They both needed sleep.
The Professor had gotten worried for Bezerker, the others were seeing how much he was changing, He would some times to them, talk to the air, when his sister was connecting with him. At other times he would be withdrawn and not wanting to be around anyone. Logan had been the only one who trained with him. He also experienced the overflow of power when the two minds forced more out of his young body. They had all watched him as closely as they could, he trained harder then ever as he waited.
Ray giggled, 'They will never catch him, Samantha was about a two hour flight away and with him knowledge of the X-Jet he could come and get her. It was three weeks ago that she had been stopped. She thought she was far enough to get away from the one who trapped her. As she slept he had caught up and in the night took her back. She woke up and was woozy and disorientated. Ray growled deep when he thought about it. His parents were coming in three days and Samantha was staying low. She had waited tell he was drunk to begging her long run again. She had used her phantoms to map out the area and so she was better prepared now. She ran slowly, keeping her self paced.
Ray waited tell everyone was asleep and even went as far as to drink a sugary jelly like substations Samantha had showed him how to make. He sneak down and got into g the X-Jet, leaving a note were anyone could see it. He fired the engine up and let. The simulations were perfect and so he shifted easily. As he expected the others were already trying to get the jet on audio pilot, he giggled. They are to one sided, I already set in effect my reprogrammed version of the flight. Then he felt a small tickle in the back of his mind.
"Ray! Ray what are you doing?" he heard the professor demand, the feeling was short lived as he slipped on a helmet after saying, "Leave me alone. You can't help. She needs me not you so just leave me alone!"
He flew faster and faster, finding the location easily. He knew they would send out a neither jet to get him and then he would be in real trouble. He sat her down in a secluded area. Feeling out after he removed the helmet. She was near but hurt and badly. He zipped up his X-gear and charged out, he had practiced enough to were he could pretty much use his power to mostly any kind of blunt blast.
He left the jet and made a dead run to were she was, she was slowed by her injures and was began chased, she had taken nothing with her save it be a jacket. The rain slowed her down as it weighted her tails down with wet fur. Her legs burned from running so long and ached for some relief.
Logan could have expected this, all the extra training with him and the practicing with his powers the near perfect articulation after the Professor said Cerebro could not track her. He had seen the Bezerker get a deadly calm over him. He had avoided everyone for three weeks and now it had come to this. He got the XGP ready and fired her up, taking Shadowcat and Rogue along with Jean and Scott, Kurt was to join them later. They took the van. The location were the X-Jet was could be driven. They all dreaded facing the young mutaint now, his power usage had grown into a deadly dance with him. Everything for the last three weeks was himself reading for the mission. They found out about his sister after the professor explained why he talked to the air it seemed. He had gotten way to good at the computer. He had researched more things than even Hank could understand at the time.
This, it baffled most and his parents had after a short time told everything to the Professor over the phone. Who in turn explained what WAS happening to them.
"It seems the distance had weakened the link between them but as both of the X-Genes activated and there powers came out. They seemed to search for each other with out knowing it. The link between twins is most of the time hard to brake even if they are half way around the word. But I am afraid that the distance is what is going to be a problem, we are doing our best to try and find her, but sadly we are having little luck." He was told they were leaving and then Logan said it would be bad if they were not seen by him. So regretfully he saw them. They went on about how big he was getting, how strong he looked even how the girls looked at him. He played there game but went strait back to work afterwards.
Bezerker ran feeling the distance close in and she was closer. The man chasing her had managed to pin her as he spotted them. She was to frightened to use her phantoms and she fought with every ounce she could muster. Using pure instances he fired a electrical blast, hitting the man and knocking him out. She kicked doubt but three more came and pinned both down. After catching Bezerker by surprise, they forced his head into the wet mud and then forced him to watch as they tried to force themselves on his twin. But surpassingly she had called a phantom. A powerful one at that, it looked like a monster with talons and three heads, then bulky body extensions they could not even manage to make out. It frighten two of them away abut one still had a knife and held it to Berzerker's throat. He closed his eyes and began to call his power, forcing it to surround him.
The sound of Cyclops eye beam came and he felt thew weight lifted. He turned and saw Samantha gasping as she crawled near to him, "Hey Bro." She sighed. He grinned. She was way to think but a week or two of eating regularly would help. She was wet and her fur muddy and wet, but her smile felt warm and, for once in his short life he felt completely whole. He hugged his sister close and smiled, leaning into her arms with a grin.
Getting back he found his punishment would last a month, for using The X-Jet with out permission and also for everything else. Samantha had spent a week in the infirmary, getting shots and also having her weight monitored, evidently they feed her only enough for her to keep living and she had grown accustom to little or now movement until she had her long runs for freedom. Then they found her body was littered with whip marks and bruises. They healed slowly until she managed to get frightened of Logan and he tried to calm her down. Her touch pulled some of his healing powers out of him. Her wounds left all but one, it was a brand of a circle that was made of three lightning strands, inside of it was a dragons and a Japanese character. They managed to hide it with make up and she looked much better once they got some weight to stay on her body.
The professor then found it was not as if Rouge pulled his powers from him but very different. Rouge pulled form there body and that left them tiered and useless. When Samantha pulled form someone it was as if they grew very calm almost serene in a way. They would just stare out into space with a calm grin or sigh. However, that was only when she was frightened and lasted for only a few moments.
"I don't pull there energy, instead its the ectoplasm fluids of there sprits. I figured it out after I found the sprit of a genies wandering about on my last big run. He had been wondering and learning so I guess I could get my GED and not even brake a sweat." IS the way Samantha explained it. There parents were coming in two days and they would be exsighted to hear they found Samantha. She had gains some weight threw the week but still needed to fill out more to look healthy. She worked with her brother often and there telepathy had gotten easier for them with the little to no distance between them.
"Hey bro guess what I AM?! I took this little test I found online and they tell you what kind of Mythological Creature you are. . guess what I AM!" She cried out happy as she toted around the printed out paper. Ray grinned and gave up with a smile, "I don't know what?"
She smiled and looked at the paper clearing her throat, "I am a Succubus: This is a lesser known European race of vampires. The general way they feed is by having sexual relations with the victim, exhausting them and then feeding on the energy released during sex. They may enter homes uninvited and can take on the appearance of other persons. They will often visit the same victim more than once. The victim of a Succubus will experience the visits as dreams. The male version of a Succubus is an Incubus. Then I did one while you were sleeping for you . . . You're a Incubus so were the same there to!" Hank grinned to see the young pair enjoying the weekend. Everyone else was more then likely eating the meal of the morning and enjoying it. Samantha that then designated she was going to tell everyone else as well. Ray joined in and was going to wait and see the look on there faces.
Chagrined in she stopped all talking when Ray bumped into her making them both fall on the ground giggling like children. She then read what she found and was meat with utter silence and wide eyes, "Umm bro do you think telling them that you're the male version would make them talk?" she said aloud and found the girls start to get a little nerves. Ray shook his head, "Nope I do think however, that the others might think its funny, I mean they bust a gut laughing when Cannonball farts."
With that the twins left, "Guys tell me that didn't just scare the crap out of you . . . . Logan are you drooling?" They looked and saw Logan's mouth hanging wide open and was frozen staring at the place were the twins had just stood, his eyes glazed over as if the were made of glass.
The Professor then sighed shacking his head, "I knew she would pull something like this, its been like an itch. I don't know what it is but when there together its like there minds block everything else they don'' want out so its just them." Everyone froze and starred after that was said.
"What do you mean Professor? You can't read there minds?" Even asked, wondering if that was a good thing or not. The professor shook his head, "No I can but when they want to be just the two of them its like trying to read and army of people all at once. Its almost beyond what I can truly do. When they talk threw their minds its like a shield comes up and there thought become one unified thought making the shield only to keep others from coming in and what could be a weak point."
Ok people part one done and part two on the way!