Jubilee looked out the window of the coffee shop, thinking how ironic life
could be. Her mood was dark, gloomy, unlike the bright cheerful sky
outside. She wished she had Storm's power; the sky would be so dark you
couldn't even see.
Another irony was her name, Jubilation, which literally means Celebration. What did she have to celebrate? Orphaned at a young age, finding her parents bodies, throats cut out. She blinked, but no tears came. Her heart had become ice, as if Bobby had frozen it.
Living in juvie, then from foster home to foster home, most of the time being beaten because she was a "freak". Her last home, the man who had taken her in tried to rape her, that's when she ran. She lived by stealing, moving from mall to mall; she learned to only trust herself.
Then when she saw the X-Women, something had compelled her to fallow them through the portal; something she soon found out was Fate.
Then after helping Logan, and becoming his "family", the first person she had trusted in years.
Then after working with him, trusting him, he shoved her into the closet, not remembering her. Or her birthdays, or her first date, her heart breaks, her nothing. Everything was Jean, or Kitty, or some unnamed woman half way around the world. She had gotten used to it, but it still hurt.
Jubilee leaned on her elbows, remembering of being packed and shipped off to the Massachusetts school. Then Mondo turning on them, being kidnapped by Bastion, rescued by Magneto, meeting back up with the others in Florida, her room being destroyed, Ev's death, and the disbandment of GenX. Then a year later, she left her old life behind forever, never wanting to see them again.
*Flashback*
"Happy Birthday darlin'." Wolverine clapped her on the back, and the X-Men and GenX members looked relieved that he had actually showed up.
Everyone was mingling on the back yard of the X-Men mansion, everyone was relaxed, but tension hung through the air.
//I am actually surprised he'd remember// Emma Frost said telepathically to Charles Xavier, and both telepaths couldn't help but nod, Logan wasn't going to get off easy for all the important days he had missed in Jubilee's life.
//Your right//
Both telepaths mouths fell open, and Jubilee smirked at them. No one had noticed how powerful, or how well developed her powers had become.
"Hey Wolvie lets play a game." Jubilee said to the man next to her.
"Sure darlin." Only Emma Frost noticed the gleam in her pupil's eyes, it was a gleam she herself had gotten when she was going on a manhunt with her executives.
"Guess how old I am."
Wolverine laughed, "Well darlin your 15."
Jubilees smile didn't even falter, and everyone but the unsuspecting Logan felt their stomach drop out. Her eyes seemed to go catlike, taking a small glow, becoming more menacing.
"What happened to me during Operation: Zero Tolerance?"
"You were with the other students hiding in Cal."
Then she gave a big grin, but nothing about it was happy.
"Sorry Logan both answers are wrong." He sputtered on his beer.
"I'm 17 and I was captured by Bastion, the man who operated Z.T, I was then rescued by Magneto of all people, who was staging an attack on the base. He was quite furious in fact that humans would torture me for X-Men secrets, but it's ok Wolvie, I don't expect you to always be there for me."
Logan's eyes were bugged out, and suddenly reached out for her, but she evaded his grasp. Leaning over she picked up a bag near her feet, and began to walk toward the forest.
"Jubilee wait!" Jean cried rushing toward the girl, only to hit a field of energy blocking her off. All the X-Men and GenX reacted immediately trying to get past the barricade Jubilee had set up.
//I have given you too many chances Logan, I cannot keep seeing you as my father when you are never there for me. //
She spoke this for all the X-people to hear, her bag firmly in her hand, Jubilee began to shake, her body wrenching in pain. Then two silts made themselves down her shoulderblade, blood dribbling down. Then energy burst forth from the self inflicted wounds, forming into the shape of glowing wings. Unfolding them, Jubilee took to the air, never looking back.
*End Flashback*
Her life had no Celebration, no Joy, so why had she been named so?
"Because your mother was Joy, why else shouldn't she have named her daughter after something that made her happy?"
Jubilee rolled her eyes, and watched as the older female began to materialize in the booth in front of her.
"Yeah, but still, and oh, why are you here."
"Oh I'm hurt, can't your aunt visit you every once and a while?"
"Because you and our entire damn family help cause this pain."
"Jubilee just because I am Fate doesn't mean I choose, it was the Elders, as you call them The Powers That Be. I so wished to not set the things in motion, but even I cannot change your Destiny. When your mother gave up her position as Joy, things were set off balance, and Death, Pain, Sorrow all faded from this realm, everything then went into chaos. That is what is making the world like it is."
Fate hesitated.
"When Joy was lost, Death lost it meaning, He no longer was a gift, but a torture, with no Joy and Death to balance out Pain and Sorrow, the Twins faded because that is what makes people's lives as they are today. If they were reintiated, humans would look at life and find it more enjoyable, wars, sensless seaths would become osolete, and humans would stop hating each other."
Jubilee took a long look at the woman, knowing everything she was saying was true, Fate could never lie. But it was not like she liked that. Fate's silver hair fell well past her shoulder's her eyes reflecting blue, one said her eyes were what created opals, for blue to show her sadness, red her anger, and green happiness, but the white always shimmered, showing her tranquility. Her face was surprisingly young, for one that had been born before time, she looked 20 or so, and drop dead gorgeous.
"Why are you here?"
"I have come to warn you, to give you a glimpse of what is ahead..."
"I thought that was against the Rules?"
"...It is let me finish. The Powers have decided that the need to balance is in order, you are the last surviving Descendant from the Powers on this Realm, so you will be chosen first for one of the Spirits. Then others will be created for the Postions."
"I have to?"
"Yes it is in your blood, you will either be chosen for one of the four, Joy, Pain, Sorrow, or Death."
Jubilee stared at her in shock. She then placed her head in her hands. Joy, no, Pain and Sorrow wouldn't be so bad, she had more than enough, but Death? She didn't even want to consider that option.
Fate looked down at her niece sadly, she wished she wouldn't have to do what would come later, in all she shouldn't even be here, telling her this, but she felt that Jubilee had a right to know what would be happening.
"I can only say it will be happening soon, young Jubilation, so you must be ready."
And with that Fate was gone.
Another irony was her name, Jubilation, which literally means Celebration. What did she have to celebrate? Orphaned at a young age, finding her parents bodies, throats cut out. She blinked, but no tears came. Her heart had become ice, as if Bobby had frozen it.
Living in juvie, then from foster home to foster home, most of the time being beaten because she was a "freak". Her last home, the man who had taken her in tried to rape her, that's when she ran. She lived by stealing, moving from mall to mall; she learned to only trust herself.
Then when she saw the X-Women, something had compelled her to fallow them through the portal; something she soon found out was Fate.
Then after helping Logan, and becoming his "family", the first person she had trusted in years.
Then after working with him, trusting him, he shoved her into the closet, not remembering her. Or her birthdays, or her first date, her heart breaks, her nothing. Everything was Jean, or Kitty, or some unnamed woman half way around the world. She had gotten used to it, but it still hurt.
Jubilee leaned on her elbows, remembering of being packed and shipped off to the Massachusetts school. Then Mondo turning on them, being kidnapped by Bastion, rescued by Magneto, meeting back up with the others in Florida, her room being destroyed, Ev's death, and the disbandment of GenX. Then a year later, she left her old life behind forever, never wanting to see them again.
*Flashback*
"Happy Birthday darlin'." Wolverine clapped her on the back, and the X-Men and GenX members looked relieved that he had actually showed up.
Everyone was mingling on the back yard of the X-Men mansion, everyone was relaxed, but tension hung through the air.
//I am actually surprised he'd remember// Emma Frost said telepathically to Charles Xavier, and both telepaths couldn't help but nod, Logan wasn't going to get off easy for all the important days he had missed in Jubilee's life.
//Your right//
Both telepaths mouths fell open, and Jubilee smirked at them. No one had noticed how powerful, or how well developed her powers had become.
"Hey Wolvie lets play a game." Jubilee said to the man next to her.
"Sure darlin." Only Emma Frost noticed the gleam in her pupil's eyes, it was a gleam she herself had gotten when she was going on a manhunt with her executives.
"Guess how old I am."
Wolverine laughed, "Well darlin your 15."
Jubilees smile didn't even falter, and everyone but the unsuspecting Logan felt their stomach drop out. Her eyes seemed to go catlike, taking a small glow, becoming more menacing.
"What happened to me during Operation: Zero Tolerance?"
"You were with the other students hiding in Cal."
Then she gave a big grin, but nothing about it was happy.
"Sorry Logan both answers are wrong." He sputtered on his beer.
"I'm 17 and I was captured by Bastion, the man who operated Z.T, I was then rescued by Magneto of all people, who was staging an attack on the base. He was quite furious in fact that humans would torture me for X-Men secrets, but it's ok Wolvie, I don't expect you to always be there for me."
Logan's eyes were bugged out, and suddenly reached out for her, but she evaded his grasp. Leaning over she picked up a bag near her feet, and began to walk toward the forest.
"Jubilee wait!" Jean cried rushing toward the girl, only to hit a field of energy blocking her off. All the X-Men and GenX reacted immediately trying to get past the barricade Jubilee had set up.
//I have given you too many chances Logan, I cannot keep seeing you as my father when you are never there for me. //
She spoke this for all the X-people to hear, her bag firmly in her hand, Jubilee began to shake, her body wrenching in pain. Then two silts made themselves down her shoulderblade, blood dribbling down. Then energy burst forth from the self inflicted wounds, forming into the shape of glowing wings. Unfolding them, Jubilee took to the air, never looking back.
*End Flashback*
Her life had no Celebration, no Joy, so why had she been named so?
"Because your mother was Joy, why else shouldn't she have named her daughter after something that made her happy?"
Jubilee rolled her eyes, and watched as the older female began to materialize in the booth in front of her.
"Yeah, but still, and oh, why are you here."
"Oh I'm hurt, can't your aunt visit you every once and a while?"
"Because you and our entire damn family help cause this pain."
"Jubilee just because I am Fate doesn't mean I choose, it was the Elders, as you call them The Powers That Be. I so wished to not set the things in motion, but even I cannot change your Destiny. When your mother gave up her position as Joy, things were set off balance, and Death, Pain, Sorrow all faded from this realm, everything then went into chaos. That is what is making the world like it is."
Fate hesitated.
"When Joy was lost, Death lost it meaning, He no longer was a gift, but a torture, with no Joy and Death to balance out Pain and Sorrow, the Twins faded because that is what makes people's lives as they are today. If they were reintiated, humans would look at life and find it more enjoyable, wars, sensless seaths would become osolete, and humans would stop hating each other."
Jubilee took a long look at the woman, knowing everything she was saying was true, Fate could never lie. But it was not like she liked that. Fate's silver hair fell well past her shoulder's her eyes reflecting blue, one said her eyes were what created opals, for blue to show her sadness, red her anger, and green happiness, but the white always shimmered, showing her tranquility. Her face was surprisingly young, for one that had been born before time, she looked 20 or so, and drop dead gorgeous.
"Why are you here?"
"I have come to warn you, to give you a glimpse of what is ahead..."
"I thought that was against the Rules?"
"...It is let me finish. The Powers have decided that the need to balance is in order, you are the last surviving Descendant from the Powers on this Realm, so you will be chosen first for one of the Spirits. Then others will be created for the Postions."
"I have to?"
"Yes it is in your blood, you will either be chosen for one of the four, Joy, Pain, Sorrow, or Death."
Jubilee stared at her in shock. She then placed her head in her hands. Joy, no, Pain and Sorrow wouldn't be so bad, she had more than enough, but Death? She didn't even want to consider that option.
Fate looked down at her niece sadly, she wished she wouldn't have to do what would come later, in all she shouldn't even be here, telling her this, but she felt that Jubilee had a right to know what would be happening.
"I can only say it will be happening soon, young Jubilation, so you must be ready."
And with that Fate was gone.