Jubilee walked down the street, the sun dying under the California waves,
only to be resurrected the next day.
Oh by the Mother, why did she have to be Chosen?
Jubilee shoved her hands deeper into the pockets of her jeans, head bowed in concentration. Her mother had been Joy, a Spirit, or Fae, to help the people of the Earth. She and Jubilee's other aunts and uncles had been created by the Power's That Be, so if one thought logically, Jubilee was the daughter of a Goddess and a Mortal man.
Joy, Kindness, Compassion, Love, Anger, Pain, Sorrow, Death, Destiny, and Fate were created to guide mankind, to help them.
It seems a bit weird to think of the more negative emotions were to help people, but they were designed to give a way, an outlook for those emotions. But when they had started Fading, that's when mankind began to become more hatful, and love for one another had become a thing of the past.
Jubilee kicked a can in her path, when a sound caught her ears. She stopped, straining her senses. Something was wrong. A small scream echoed off the small side street's of L.A. Jubilee stared at the people around her, all ignoring the plea for help, to entranced in their own problems to notice someone else's.
Jubilee felt disgust weld in her, and she turned, trying to discern the direction of the cry.
Running down into a ally, a woman lay bleeding, her attackers already gone from the crime scene.
Jubilee crouched down next to her, laying the woman's head in her lap, trying to stop the bleeding from a gunshot wound.
The woman stared up at her, the tiniest of smiles on her face. Her blonde- gray hair was streaked with blood.
"So...someone....cared...."
Jubilee laid a hand gently on he woman's mouth, signaling to not to waste her precious breath. Jubilee searched herself for her cell when the tell- tale sirens were heard in a distance.
Jubilee tried to make the woman as comforable as possible. Blood began to poor out of the woman's mouth, and with a few gasping breaths, she died in Jubilee's arms.
Jubilee gave a small cry, and set the woman's head on the pavement, terror began to fill her as the EMT's rushed to the body, but was what frightened her most was she could see the woman's soul begin to wander the earth, no Death to guide her to the afterlife. Slowly Jubilee reached her hand, and touched the woman's soul and a flash of light led her into darkness.
"Jubilation. Jubilation. Jubilation Lee, open your eyes."
Jubilee blinked lazily against the lights, stood up, and rolled her eyes at seeing Fate, in all her majestic, Goddess glory.
"You, Jubilation Lee, by the Council of the Elders, have been chosen to be the Mistress of Death, because of your compassion for mortals to be a peace with the world and with themselves."
Fate raised her hands and a beam of light shot itself into Jubilee. And for the second time that day, Jubilee blacked out.
There will be one more segment of this story so don't get your panties tied up in a knot. It will be a Epilogue of sorts, and the X-Men will guest star in it. MoonFairy
Oh by the Mother, why did she have to be Chosen?
Jubilee shoved her hands deeper into the pockets of her jeans, head bowed in concentration. Her mother had been Joy, a Spirit, or Fae, to help the people of the Earth. She and Jubilee's other aunts and uncles had been created by the Power's That Be, so if one thought logically, Jubilee was the daughter of a Goddess and a Mortal man.
Joy, Kindness, Compassion, Love, Anger, Pain, Sorrow, Death, Destiny, and Fate were created to guide mankind, to help them.
It seems a bit weird to think of the more negative emotions were to help people, but they were designed to give a way, an outlook for those emotions. But when they had started Fading, that's when mankind began to become more hatful, and love for one another had become a thing of the past.
Jubilee kicked a can in her path, when a sound caught her ears. She stopped, straining her senses. Something was wrong. A small scream echoed off the small side street's of L.A. Jubilee stared at the people around her, all ignoring the plea for help, to entranced in their own problems to notice someone else's.
Jubilee felt disgust weld in her, and she turned, trying to discern the direction of the cry.
Running down into a ally, a woman lay bleeding, her attackers already gone from the crime scene.
Jubilee crouched down next to her, laying the woman's head in her lap, trying to stop the bleeding from a gunshot wound.
The woman stared up at her, the tiniest of smiles on her face. Her blonde- gray hair was streaked with blood.
"So...someone....cared...."
Jubilee laid a hand gently on he woman's mouth, signaling to not to waste her precious breath. Jubilee searched herself for her cell when the tell- tale sirens were heard in a distance.
Jubilee tried to make the woman as comforable as possible. Blood began to poor out of the woman's mouth, and with a few gasping breaths, she died in Jubilee's arms.
Jubilee gave a small cry, and set the woman's head on the pavement, terror began to fill her as the EMT's rushed to the body, but was what frightened her most was she could see the woman's soul begin to wander the earth, no Death to guide her to the afterlife. Slowly Jubilee reached her hand, and touched the woman's soul and a flash of light led her into darkness.
"Jubilation. Jubilation. Jubilation Lee, open your eyes."
Jubilee blinked lazily against the lights, stood up, and rolled her eyes at seeing Fate, in all her majestic, Goddess glory.
"You, Jubilation Lee, by the Council of the Elders, have been chosen to be the Mistress of Death, because of your compassion for mortals to be a peace with the world and with themselves."
Fate raised her hands and a beam of light shot itself into Jubilee. And for the second time that day, Jubilee blacked out.
There will be one more segment of this story so don't get your panties tied up in a knot. It will be a Epilogue of sorts, and the X-Men will guest star in it. MoonFairy