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The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 22
As Bulma was racing towards an unconscious Vegeta, the Dark Phoenix made her way to the remaining members gathering strength on the beach. She sighed.
"You pitiful wretches, you persist in these vain attempts to stop me. You do not even know my purpose!"
"It's got something to do with the Dragon, right, Jeannie?" Wolverine snarled.
"So you are smarter than you appear, Wolverine." She grinned down at him. "Still, I can't have you interfering anymore. You X-men always try to ruin my good time."
Cyclops yelled, "Where's Jean, you monster?!"
The Dark Phoenix clicked her tongue in a tsk-tsking sound. "Always trying to save the woman you love. She's trapped in here," she touched her temple, "where I can inflict whatever torture I want."
"Why?!" Scott cried back.
"Because, you fool, she kept me locked up in a cage since assuming my power and my memories from your dead lover, the Goblin Queen! Jean was always meant to be mine, Cyclops, as you and your worthless teammates have always known and feared in the deepest recesses of your souls. There in the darkness I dwelt and so it was to the Darkness I returned!" Her eyes narrowed, and she grinned. Her voice was dark and ominous. "And to the darkness I will send you."
The Dark Phoenix fanned her wings and a tremendous blast hit the beach. Storm and Krillin took to the air while Wolverine and Cyclops dove out of the way, but still ended up being thrown a few yards. Cyclops immediately unleashed the full fury of his eyebeams as did Storm her lightning.
"Won't we hurt your girlfriend?!" Krillin cried out to Cyclops.
Scott's jaw was set in a harsh grimace. "We came to save Jean, but we've got to stop the Dark Phoenix above all. Jean would understand. We do what we have to for the good of the universe."
Krillin nodded and let out his own powerful energy attack. The three teammates battled against the Phoenix for what seemed to be an eternity to Wolverine. He couldn't get close enough to her when she was hovering so far above the sand unleashing her blasts. All he could do was dodge and wait for an opening.
"I've had enough, Weather Witch!" The Dark Phoenix focused her attack on Storm. She enclosed Ororo in a box of fire and hurtled it to the ground. Storm's greatest fear was of small spaces, and she started screaming for someone to release her as Jean made a fist and tightened the box. When she clenched it, it exploded in a concussive blast of light and power and upon dissipating left only the quiet, unconscious X-woman.
"Your turn, lover." Again, raising her hand, Cyclops levitated off the ground, a swirl of fire engulfing him. Wolverine tried to free his teammate, but the fire violently repelled him. She flung the cocoon-like Cyclops high the sky where she let him plummet into the ocean. Krillin raced out to sea to retrieve him by hauling him up by the back of his collar and depositing his senseless self on shore. When he looked up a giant fireball was heading towards him. He just had enough time to put up a block to prevent from becoming ashes, but the power behind the attack was too powerful, and he felt himself blacking out.
"That just leaves you and me, Wolverine," the Dark Phoenix was smiling again, real joy framed on her face. She alighted to the ground and walked over to the solitary X-man. She stopped merely inches away from him and placed her hands on his muscular chest. He didn't flinch a muscle only stared at her with a strangled expression in his eyes.
"Jean.."
"Of all the X-men, you intrigue me the most, Wolverine. You and I are such kindred spirits. It was you who knew of the great power behind the Dragonballs, and it was through our bond that I even learned of them."
"Our bond?"
"Yes, rare creatures like ourselves are always connected somehow. You've always felt an affinity for this human host, haven't you?"
He didn't nod, but she knew she spoke the truth. "I'm nothing like you," he said. 'You're insane."
The Dark Phoenix laughed at that. "Oh, come now. You've never felt the hot swelling of rage in your blood? You've never heard the fear of others around you sing to you? I know you have. I can feel it in you. The Darkness. Only you know why I seek the Dragon."
"And what would that be?" Wolverine was trying not to be affected by the proximity of his friend/goddess, but he couldn't help admitting how terribly beautiful she was, her hair wreathed in flames, her now green eyes glowing.
"To behold such a creature, a creature much like myself, to hold its life- force, its power, and to snuff it out like that!" She made a quick gesture of her hand in a cutting motion.
"What's with you and all the destruction, Phoenix? Why not put your powers for good?"
"Good involves restraint, Wolverine. I've been caged long enough. I wish to enjoy the cosmos once more!"
"Then why not through luvin' it?"
The Phoenix sneered and turned away. "Love. Always your pathetic species prattles on about love." She turned back to face him. "It's overrated."
"No, hun. It isn't. See, luvin' Jean's what got me through some tough nights. Sure, she loves that jerk Cyclops, but I can't help that. I love her anyway. And luvin' her is why I've got to stop you. No more blood on her hands."
"You would sacrifice the woman you love so she wouldn't kill anymore?" She asked incredulously. She stepped back a pace to study him even though she didn't have to use her human eyes to see him. Wolverine hardened his face, and deep down, his heart, but in the next moment was out like a light on the ground.
The Dark Phoenix leaned over him and shook her head. "Now, we can't have that, can we?" She again took to the air to hop over to where the final Dragonball was resting when she saw the muzzle of a giant cannon pointed at her. She had only time to blink in her confusion before the blast took her out.
The Prince and the Phoenix - Chapter 22
As Bulma was racing towards an unconscious Vegeta, the Dark Phoenix made her way to the remaining members gathering strength on the beach. She sighed.
"You pitiful wretches, you persist in these vain attempts to stop me. You do not even know my purpose!"
"It's got something to do with the Dragon, right, Jeannie?" Wolverine snarled.
"So you are smarter than you appear, Wolverine." She grinned down at him. "Still, I can't have you interfering anymore. You X-men always try to ruin my good time."
Cyclops yelled, "Where's Jean, you monster?!"
The Dark Phoenix clicked her tongue in a tsk-tsking sound. "Always trying to save the woman you love. She's trapped in here," she touched her temple, "where I can inflict whatever torture I want."
"Why?!" Scott cried back.
"Because, you fool, she kept me locked up in a cage since assuming my power and my memories from your dead lover, the Goblin Queen! Jean was always meant to be mine, Cyclops, as you and your worthless teammates have always known and feared in the deepest recesses of your souls. There in the darkness I dwelt and so it was to the Darkness I returned!" Her eyes narrowed, and she grinned. Her voice was dark and ominous. "And to the darkness I will send you."
The Dark Phoenix fanned her wings and a tremendous blast hit the beach. Storm and Krillin took to the air while Wolverine and Cyclops dove out of the way, but still ended up being thrown a few yards. Cyclops immediately unleashed the full fury of his eyebeams as did Storm her lightning.
"Won't we hurt your girlfriend?!" Krillin cried out to Cyclops.
Scott's jaw was set in a harsh grimace. "We came to save Jean, but we've got to stop the Dark Phoenix above all. Jean would understand. We do what we have to for the good of the universe."
Krillin nodded and let out his own powerful energy attack. The three teammates battled against the Phoenix for what seemed to be an eternity to Wolverine. He couldn't get close enough to her when she was hovering so far above the sand unleashing her blasts. All he could do was dodge and wait for an opening.
"I've had enough, Weather Witch!" The Dark Phoenix focused her attack on Storm. She enclosed Ororo in a box of fire and hurtled it to the ground. Storm's greatest fear was of small spaces, and she started screaming for someone to release her as Jean made a fist and tightened the box. When she clenched it, it exploded in a concussive blast of light and power and upon dissipating left only the quiet, unconscious X-woman.
"Your turn, lover." Again, raising her hand, Cyclops levitated off the ground, a swirl of fire engulfing him. Wolverine tried to free his teammate, but the fire violently repelled him. She flung the cocoon-like Cyclops high the sky where she let him plummet into the ocean. Krillin raced out to sea to retrieve him by hauling him up by the back of his collar and depositing his senseless self on shore. When he looked up a giant fireball was heading towards him. He just had enough time to put up a block to prevent from becoming ashes, but the power behind the attack was too powerful, and he felt himself blacking out.
"That just leaves you and me, Wolverine," the Dark Phoenix was smiling again, real joy framed on her face. She alighted to the ground and walked over to the solitary X-man. She stopped merely inches away from him and placed her hands on his muscular chest. He didn't flinch a muscle only stared at her with a strangled expression in his eyes.
"Jean.."
"Of all the X-men, you intrigue me the most, Wolverine. You and I are such kindred spirits. It was you who knew of the great power behind the Dragonballs, and it was through our bond that I even learned of them."
"Our bond?"
"Yes, rare creatures like ourselves are always connected somehow. You've always felt an affinity for this human host, haven't you?"
He didn't nod, but she knew she spoke the truth. "I'm nothing like you," he said. 'You're insane."
The Dark Phoenix laughed at that. "Oh, come now. You've never felt the hot swelling of rage in your blood? You've never heard the fear of others around you sing to you? I know you have. I can feel it in you. The Darkness. Only you know why I seek the Dragon."
"And what would that be?" Wolverine was trying not to be affected by the proximity of his friend/goddess, but he couldn't help admitting how terribly beautiful she was, her hair wreathed in flames, her now green eyes glowing.
"To behold such a creature, a creature much like myself, to hold its life- force, its power, and to snuff it out like that!" She made a quick gesture of her hand in a cutting motion.
"What's with you and all the destruction, Phoenix? Why not put your powers for good?"
"Good involves restraint, Wolverine. I've been caged long enough. I wish to enjoy the cosmos once more!"
"Then why not through luvin' it?"
The Phoenix sneered and turned away. "Love. Always your pathetic species prattles on about love." She turned back to face him. "It's overrated."
"No, hun. It isn't. See, luvin' Jean's what got me through some tough nights. Sure, she loves that jerk Cyclops, but I can't help that. I love her anyway. And luvin' her is why I've got to stop you. No more blood on her hands."
"You would sacrifice the woman you love so she wouldn't kill anymore?" She asked incredulously. She stepped back a pace to study him even though she didn't have to use her human eyes to see him. Wolverine hardened his face, and deep down, his heart, but in the next moment was out like a light on the ground.
The Dark Phoenix leaned over him and shook her head. "Now, we can't have that, can we?" She again took to the air to hop over to where the final Dragonball was resting when she saw the muzzle of a giant cannon pointed at her. She had only time to blink in her confusion before the blast took her out.