Innocence Lost II: The Forgotten One

By Didi

Disclaimer: All the characters within this story is owned by Marvel.  I take no credit but with the imaginative story line.  This is story will hopefully lead to another so stay tuned. 

Warning: Were this a movie, it would be rated at least PG-13.  I will not be responsible for outraged parents.

Note:  This is an alternative timeline so don't go jumping down my throat about stuff that's going on in the comic.  It's well before Everett Thomas's death and that's all I'm going to say on the subject of timelines.  Any new characters written by me would will noticeable by the complete lack of inventiveness. 

Oh, and this is a sequel so please go read the first part, it's not that long.  This will make much more sense to afterwards.  Thanks. 

Summery: Sequel to Innocence Lost.  Jubilee takes back her life and repays a debt owed.  AU.  New character introduced. 

Author's Note:  I started this piece like more than an year ago and just never got around to finishing it.  This seems as good a time to finish this story as any.  So here we go. 

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            Sam had almost reached Paige's room when the pounded of feet caught his attention.  He turned just in time to see Wolverine and Jubilee race around the corner from the stairwell and headed toward him.  "Whoa, where's the fire?"

            "Someone's on the wall outside!"  Jubilee called out as she raced forward, knowing that Wolverine was not going to take the time to explain things to Sam.  "Paige is in my room."

            Trouble was never something that surprised Samuel Guthrie, better known in battle mode as Cannonball.  He didn't even bother knocking on the door but kicked it inward.  He figured that he would apologize to his sister later if he startles her and pay for the door repairs.  And thank goodness he didn't know.  Standing by his sister's bed was  a figure dressed completely in black, and currently picking the unconscious Paige up by under the arms.  "Shit!"

            Jubilee hit the panic button just outside her room, the one that Emma and Sean insisted on putting there just in case.  She had been terribly annoyed by it in the beginning but now she was glad for it.  The wailing of the alarms only served to make her heart pound faster.  She was scared, too scared of being back in that place again.

            Wolverine knew that he wasn't going to get to the blonde girl in time, especially not with Sam in the way, completely stunned by the fact that someone was actually there making off with his sister.  "Move it, Boy.  He's getting away with your kid sister."

            That seemed to shake Cannonball from whatever he was thinking.  But by that time, the silver rocket pack on the blacked cloaked figure was activated and they were already through the window.  "Not so fast!"

            Codename aside, Sam Guthrie would have done anything to bring back his sister.  The natural gift of speed and power only made that assignment easier as he took off after them with his plasma burn at full.  It took all over three seconds for him to overrun them, the puny rocket pack being absolutely no match the mach six velocity of Cannonball.  It wasn't until he ran headlong into them did he realize that the kidnapper could drop his sister and she would get…

            "Double shit!"  He watched as Paige fell along side her captor from a hundred yards in the air.  Switching directions, he wasn't fast enough to get to her before her would-be captor caught her first.  "Oh, no you don't!"

            Down below, the rest of Generation X was already running out into the lawn, eyes glued on the fight above them.

            Emma felt as if her heart would stop and freeze with fear.  Another of her student was now being carried off by some unknown enemy just as Jubilee had been. 

            "Monet, lass!"  Sean's voice hit at a loud volume, but not enough to carry him into the air.  "Get to Paige while Sam and I deal with our uninvited guest!"  Then the eerie sonic scream of the legendary Banshee filled the air. 

            Monet St. Croix was good at two things, being superior and being super human.  Her gentle gliding flight made not sound as she approached the enemy from below them.  And as Sam slammed once again into their enemy, the girl known as simply M caught her unconscious teammate in her arms and carried her off to safety so that the battle may truly commence.

            Jubilee watched, completely helpless from the ground.  There would be no chance of her getting into the action unless the fight is taken out of the air.  With both Cannonball and Banshee at the bat, she doubted that there would be anything left for her to deal with.  But she didn't want whoever this was to die.  She needed answers, needed to know what was going on around here and in Sinister's lair.  Someone was going to talk, and they were going to talk fast.  "Bring him down!  We need to question him!"

            Cannonball fell back as Banshee took a nice little blast at the rocket pack strapped to their adversary's back.  The pack exploded, sending him across the academy grounds.  Rictor gave the earth a little jolt to keep their "friend" from running while Shatterstar took the hands on approach. 

But whoever this player was, was not without training of their own.  The black clad figure matched Shatterstar blow for blow, pushing the former X-Force member way with a blast hard enough to send the mutant flying back several feet into his friend's arms. 

            Seeing their opponent on the run, Banshee decided a little bit of a push was necessary to keep them on the ground.  Sonic screams were hard on the ears unless protect, but was even harder on the clothes which could be shred to ribbons be the sound vibration.  The black mask on their enemy came off, revealing a pale face and hair longer than even M's.  And while the blast should have knocked the girl unconscious when the vibrations disrupted the inner ear balance, it did not seem to have any effect on her as she continued to make her way across the massive expansion of lawn.

            Allowing her to get away was not an option.

            Jonathan Starmore, a.k.a. Chamber, could be considered one of the most powerful mutants on the face of the earth.  The amount of energy contained within his body was enough to blow up a small country and send the rest of the world into the Stone Age.  And while he has never been a big proponent of using his powers, he found it rather useful at times.  Especially when the object of their attack was the girl he considered being an angel sent to earth. 

            Jubilee's eyes narrowed as she watched the figure struggle to get away from them.  There was something rather familiar about the way she… "Oh no."  she turned in time to see Chamber's psychic blast erupt from his body, making a wind tunnel of fire toward the girl.  "NO!  JONO, STOP!"

            But it was too late.  The power of Chamber's force could not be undone once it's been released.  The blast hit the girl from behind, sending her into the air and crashing head first into a giant oak, where she laid crumbled, broken on the ground.

            "NO!"  Jubilee's scream filled the now silent night air as she rushed forward, putting herself in the line of fire should any of her friends decide to make another run at the girl.  "No!"  The sobbing hit everyone, stunned them to immobility.  "No."

            She knelt down next to the figure, now covered with its own blood.  Her eyes were blurred from tears and she could barely recognize the disfigured girl on the found.  Wiping away blood and dirt, Jubilee cried openly for the first time since her disappearance as she cradled the girl's head in her lap, her heart breaking with grief both for herself and the girl.  Her mind block finally broken by sorrow.  "Oh God, Lexi.  I'm sorry.  I'm so sorry."

TBC…