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Summary:
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 18
Wolverine and Cyclops were hot on the Phoenix's trail. They saw her head towards an island with what appeared to be a small city inhabiting it.
"Wolverine, if she goes for that city, we're never going to make it in time!" Cyclops cried.
"And what makes you so sure if we did get to that city ahead of her we would be able to do anything to stop her?" Wolverine looked at Scott. Cyclops bowed his head. He knew that Wolverine was speaking the truth. Time and time again he had tried to think of a way to stop Jean. But, in his heart, he knew there was nothing they could do. She was too powerful. Perhaps back at the mansion before she regained her full strength, they might have stood a chance stopping her. But now, enough time had passed that he was certain she was well beyond anything they could face. Still, they had to try. At least, they could make certain she didn't get all of the Dragonballs.
The Phoenix was moving too fast for them. They saw the firebird disappear over a section of mountain ridges on the other side of the island. Wolverine scanned the Dragonball Radar for the coordinates of the next Dragonball. Cyclops also looked down at the radar.
"Hey, didn't you say that the Dragonballs scattered after being used to summon the dragon?" Cyclops noticed that two inactive Dragonballs were situated very close together.
"Yeah, but looks like these two either landed together or someone collected 'em. Either way, we got to get 'em before Jeannie gets a hold of 'em."
"Logan, whatever that creature is, it's NOT Jean."
Wolverine was silent, but Cyclops saw him clench his jaw. Logan nosed the aircraft to land near where the radar said the Dragonballs would be. They came to rest just outside of what looked to be a large mansion. Already, it looked like a portion of it was on fire. The scene around them was complete chaos. People were running and screaming from the structure. Between that and the spreading fire, the two X-men heard gunshots and explosions from within. It was fast turning into a nightmarish war zone.
A man with a bleeding head wound stumbled towards them. He was dressed in a very expensive manner and was mumbling something about a fire goddess stealing his prize pieces of art. Wolverine grabbed him and spun him around.
"Where is she?!" Logan's claws were unsheathed and pointed at the man's face.
"I, uh, I don't know. She was trying to take my spheres! I paid too much for them for some thief to just nab them, but she, well, there was fire and then, oh, Kame, I don't know!" the well-dressed man started to black out.
Wolverine let out a ferocious growl and started to shake the man. Cyclops grabbed his arm and said, "Let him go, Wolverine. He's in no shape to tell us. Come on! We're wasting time."
Wolverine threw the man to the ground and made his way after his teammate into the burning structure. They got to an inner garden of sorts just in time to see the Dark Phoenix launch herself into the air.
"Jean!" "Jeannie!" both men cried after her. To their amazement the Dark Phoenix stopped and faced them.
"So, you two fools followed me out here. I should have guessed. When will you ever learn?" The Dark Phoenix flung a fireball down at them. They had just enough time to dive for cover when the garden turned into an inferno.
Scott pulled himself up from the scorched rubble. For one instant, he held the creature's gaze, but she only turned her head and laughed manically before flying off. He turned to head back to the ship. Wolverine was still staring after the long trail of dissipating fire the Dark Phoenix had just left behind. "Jean.," he whispered.
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"Well, that makes five she now has. This isn't going very well, is it?" Bulma asked to no one in particular. "But at least we know where's she's heading. And judging by my calculations, we should be able to get there before she does."
They neared another small island. This one didn't look to be inhabited. Storm thanked the gods for this small providence. She set the Blackbird down and instructed them all to disembark. The Jet was a safe distance away from the Dragonball, she hoped, in a secluded cove of sorts. They hiked a short mile to where the stone Dragonball lay.
"Well, what do we do now, Earth-woman?" Vegeta asked the X-man. His very tone set her on edge. She truly prayed he was as powerful as Krillin said he was because she would not be able to tolerate him for any other reason.
"We take the Dragonball and get out of here."
"That's your brilliant plan? We snatch the stupid thing and run?!" Vegeta started laughing. "I, for one, am not going to get up and run like some kind of silly human."
Storm scowled. If SHE was having this much trouble controlling her temper, how would Wolverine react to his obnoxious presence? She was tempted to show him just what this "silly" human could do when the Saiyan suddenly clammed up and stared at a particular point in the sky. A split second later Krillin did the same thing. "What is it? What do you see?"
Neither answered her, but Bulma glanced down at the radar. "I'd say it's her and she's coming this way fast. We better get out of here and soon."
But it was too late, the Dark Phoenix had spotted them and sped up her approach. Within moments, the four of them were staring into the heart of the goddess.
"Well, well, well. So you came too, Ororo? Pity, I had not planned on killing you, but your interference will make that necessary." The tone of the Dark Phoenix sent chills down Bulma's spine. For a moment, she was paralyzed with fear. Her eyes instinctively sought out Vegeta. He was staring back at her. As their eyes met, she felt strength come back into her limbs and defiance enter her heart. They both turned towards the Dark Phoenix at the same time.
"And you?! A Saiyan here on Earth? I thought your pitiful race had been exterminated years ago." The Dark Phoenix tilted her head and smirked down at the small warrior.
Bulma saw Vegeta flinch, then every muscle on his body tensed.
"You want a piece of me, you overgrown pidgeon?! Well, here I come!"
"Vegeta, no!" all three of them cried, but it was too late. Without seriously powering up, Vegeta flew at the figure of Jean Grey only to be easily swatted down to the ground.
"Hmm. You Saiyans never were all that bright. Now give me that Dragonball or are you going to give me the pleasure of taking it from you?"
Bulma ran over to where Vegeta was pulling himself up off the sand. "Get away from me, woman! I'm fine!" He thrust her hand away from him, but he didn't do it too hard.
Both turned back to Krillin and Storm. Krillin was holding the Dragonball and was trying to power up. Storm, on the other hand, was hovering about ten feet off the ground, white eyes shining, and bringing forth a monster of a typhoon. She lashed out at the Dark Phoenix with a giant tornado. It passed by the goddess like a gentle breeze. Bulma saw something flash and hit Storm who plummeted to the ground.
Krillin let forth a giant energy blast from his hands. It was easily deflected back at him. He jumped out of the way, but not before the concussive blast of his own attack threw him fifteen feet to land hard on the ground. With Krillin out the way, the Dragonball he had protected flew toward the Dark Phoenix, turning orange on its journey.
She gave a short laugh as she turned back towards them. "Pathetic," she said and flew off again.
Vegeta was about to chase her and show her who was pathetic when he heard the Capsule Corporation jet that was supposed to be carrying the dark woman's friends land on the beach beside them.
Summary:
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 18
Wolverine and Cyclops were hot on the Phoenix's trail. They saw her head towards an island with what appeared to be a small city inhabiting it.
"Wolverine, if she goes for that city, we're never going to make it in time!" Cyclops cried.
"And what makes you so sure if we did get to that city ahead of her we would be able to do anything to stop her?" Wolverine looked at Scott. Cyclops bowed his head. He knew that Wolverine was speaking the truth. Time and time again he had tried to think of a way to stop Jean. But, in his heart, he knew there was nothing they could do. She was too powerful. Perhaps back at the mansion before she regained her full strength, they might have stood a chance stopping her. But now, enough time had passed that he was certain she was well beyond anything they could face. Still, they had to try. At least, they could make certain she didn't get all of the Dragonballs.
The Phoenix was moving too fast for them. They saw the firebird disappear over a section of mountain ridges on the other side of the island. Wolverine scanned the Dragonball Radar for the coordinates of the next Dragonball. Cyclops also looked down at the radar.
"Hey, didn't you say that the Dragonballs scattered after being used to summon the dragon?" Cyclops noticed that two inactive Dragonballs were situated very close together.
"Yeah, but looks like these two either landed together or someone collected 'em. Either way, we got to get 'em before Jeannie gets a hold of 'em."
"Logan, whatever that creature is, it's NOT Jean."
Wolverine was silent, but Cyclops saw him clench his jaw. Logan nosed the aircraft to land near where the radar said the Dragonballs would be. They came to rest just outside of what looked to be a large mansion. Already, it looked like a portion of it was on fire. The scene around them was complete chaos. People were running and screaming from the structure. Between that and the spreading fire, the two X-men heard gunshots and explosions from within. It was fast turning into a nightmarish war zone.
A man with a bleeding head wound stumbled towards them. He was dressed in a very expensive manner and was mumbling something about a fire goddess stealing his prize pieces of art. Wolverine grabbed him and spun him around.
"Where is she?!" Logan's claws were unsheathed and pointed at the man's face.
"I, uh, I don't know. She was trying to take my spheres! I paid too much for them for some thief to just nab them, but she, well, there was fire and then, oh, Kame, I don't know!" the well-dressed man started to black out.
Wolverine let out a ferocious growl and started to shake the man. Cyclops grabbed his arm and said, "Let him go, Wolverine. He's in no shape to tell us. Come on! We're wasting time."
Wolverine threw the man to the ground and made his way after his teammate into the burning structure. They got to an inner garden of sorts just in time to see the Dark Phoenix launch herself into the air.
"Jean!" "Jeannie!" both men cried after her. To their amazement the Dark Phoenix stopped and faced them.
"So, you two fools followed me out here. I should have guessed. When will you ever learn?" The Dark Phoenix flung a fireball down at them. They had just enough time to dive for cover when the garden turned into an inferno.
Scott pulled himself up from the scorched rubble. For one instant, he held the creature's gaze, but she only turned her head and laughed manically before flying off. He turned to head back to the ship. Wolverine was still staring after the long trail of dissipating fire the Dark Phoenix had just left behind. "Jean.," he whispered.
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"Well, that makes five she now has. This isn't going very well, is it?" Bulma asked to no one in particular. "But at least we know where's she's heading. And judging by my calculations, we should be able to get there before she does."
They neared another small island. This one didn't look to be inhabited. Storm thanked the gods for this small providence. She set the Blackbird down and instructed them all to disembark. The Jet was a safe distance away from the Dragonball, she hoped, in a secluded cove of sorts. They hiked a short mile to where the stone Dragonball lay.
"Well, what do we do now, Earth-woman?" Vegeta asked the X-man. His very tone set her on edge. She truly prayed he was as powerful as Krillin said he was because she would not be able to tolerate him for any other reason.
"We take the Dragonball and get out of here."
"That's your brilliant plan? We snatch the stupid thing and run?!" Vegeta started laughing. "I, for one, am not going to get up and run like some kind of silly human."
Storm scowled. If SHE was having this much trouble controlling her temper, how would Wolverine react to his obnoxious presence? She was tempted to show him just what this "silly" human could do when the Saiyan suddenly clammed up and stared at a particular point in the sky. A split second later Krillin did the same thing. "What is it? What do you see?"
Neither answered her, but Bulma glanced down at the radar. "I'd say it's her and she's coming this way fast. We better get out of here and soon."
But it was too late, the Dark Phoenix had spotted them and sped up her approach. Within moments, the four of them were staring into the heart of the goddess.
"Well, well, well. So you came too, Ororo? Pity, I had not planned on killing you, but your interference will make that necessary." The tone of the Dark Phoenix sent chills down Bulma's spine. For a moment, she was paralyzed with fear. Her eyes instinctively sought out Vegeta. He was staring back at her. As their eyes met, she felt strength come back into her limbs and defiance enter her heart. They both turned towards the Dark Phoenix at the same time.
"And you?! A Saiyan here on Earth? I thought your pitiful race had been exterminated years ago." The Dark Phoenix tilted her head and smirked down at the small warrior.
Bulma saw Vegeta flinch, then every muscle on his body tensed.
"You want a piece of me, you overgrown pidgeon?! Well, here I come!"
"Vegeta, no!" all three of them cried, but it was too late. Without seriously powering up, Vegeta flew at the figure of Jean Grey only to be easily swatted down to the ground.
"Hmm. You Saiyans never were all that bright. Now give me that Dragonball or are you going to give me the pleasure of taking it from you?"
Bulma ran over to where Vegeta was pulling himself up off the sand. "Get away from me, woman! I'm fine!" He thrust her hand away from him, but he didn't do it too hard.
Both turned back to Krillin and Storm. Krillin was holding the Dragonball and was trying to power up. Storm, on the other hand, was hovering about ten feet off the ground, white eyes shining, and bringing forth a monster of a typhoon. She lashed out at the Dark Phoenix with a giant tornado. It passed by the goddess like a gentle breeze. Bulma saw something flash and hit Storm who plummeted to the ground.
Krillin let forth a giant energy blast from his hands. It was easily deflected back at him. He jumped out of the way, but not before the concussive blast of his own attack threw him fifteen feet to land hard on the ground. With Krillin out the way, the Dragonball he had protected flew toward the Dark Phoenix, turning orange on its journey.
She gave a short laugh as she turned back towards them. "Pathetic," she said and flew off again.
Vegeta was about to chase her and show her who was pathetic when he heard the Capsule Corporation jet that was supposed to be carrying the dark woman's friends land on the beach beside them.