Disclaimer: These characters are not mine nor do I profit from this.
A/N: All events taking place in this story are before X-Men #60. That means
that Gen X is still around and I'm not using Rogue because she is
Roadtrippin with Bobby at the time. "But Trey how come you have Gambit in
your story when he left immediately to go find Rogue." Yeah... about
that... ummm Gambit didn't leave immediately... "But..." SILENCE! Just
enjoy the story I'll make sure he's not in the next one. Ya happy. Jeez.
Part Eight
I never really stay in one place too long. It's even evident in my powers, heck my name. Blink, huh, had I were to have none my life would have stayed true to my name I never would of chose it. Now I'm packing my bags again. Metaphorically anyway, I don't even have bags to pack just a few clothes the quote-unqoute 'X-Men' are letting me borrow. I've been in Salem Center for the better part of two weeks and they want to send me off to Snow Valley to join some junior X club and live a normal life.
'Normal' there's another word. I can't even walk down the street without getting a sideways glance from these flatscans. Never had to deal with that in my world. Then again weren't too many humans around to have an opinion on mutants. I asked Mr. Creed what they were staring at and he says 'between a girl with slightly purple skin and a notorious mass murderer they have no reason not too stare.'
There's another thing that blew me away about this so-called paradise world Bishop was preaching about. Because it's a different reality Mr. Creed and me already exist. Well at least he does, I 'died' saving the group that I'm about to join. Mr. Creed on the other hand is apparently a mass murderer. I didn't it, I mean, I know the Victor Creed that I know is a little rough around the edges but he has the best intentions in mind. The Creed that resides in this world is... I don't like to think about it.
Everything sure looks peaceful from up here. Staring out the Blackbird window on my way to Massachusetts, this evening, I can see the snow-covered and the beautiful orange-red the setting sun gives off in the distance. What is there to fight for on this world? I turn in my seat to see if Mr. Creed is awake yet. He stayed out last night and was probably gonna sleep all day but he didn't wanna miss his 'pup' join Generation X without him being there to watch it. He's in a deep sleep I think to myself as I pick his arm up and put it around my shoulder and lean into him. Come to think of it he hasn't had his guard down this much since I've known him, must really feel safe in this world. As for me I'm as nervous as hell. I've never been around people my own age. Jubilee who is sitting across from me on the plane tells me I'm gonna love it.
She started shoot out names telling me about people there and I have to admit I stopped payin attention to the little ball of energy around the third sentence. But the names are familiar. Colossus' bunch of X-Men in training, all I remember was receiving news of their death and how heart broken the big guy was. Now the group is run by this worlds Banshee. He sounded the same on the phone when I talked to him only a lot nicer than my version of him. What do I say, what if they don't like me or if they look at me like the flatscans. Why did I agree with Mr. Xavier?
"We're here Clarice." Scott voice said over the loud speaker. "Wake Creed up."
I'm more than a little nervous as nudge Mr. Creed and tell him "We're here." He groans as he struggles to keep his eyes open. He must have polished off a lot of beers last night. "Come on wake up." I pull at his arm that's over my shoulder. "You don't look so well." I tell him as he gathers himself.
"Jeez it's so weird seeing someone talk to Sabretooth like that." Jubilee said from her seat across the plane. "I'm still nervous to be in the same room with him."
"Creed he's a big teddy bear." I say in over animated motherly voice while propping him up in his seat. "Isn't that right you-big-teddy-bear- you."
"Cut it out." He said swatting at my hand I was tickling him under the chin with. "We're here already." He said rubbing his eyes. "You ready to do this, kiddo."
I just looked at him blankly. I was never really ready to do this. They decided on this for me but when he asked that question I realized what I was getting into. I was gonna be alone, for the first time out of the shadow of my mentor. Not that I couldn't blink my self to the mansion whenever I wanted but this is different. 'The mansions not my home anymore.' I think to my self as feel the plane landing gear touch down. 'This is.'
Part Eight
I never really stay in one place too long. It's even evident in my powers, heck my name. Blink, huh, had I were to have none my life would have stayed true to my name I never would of chose it. Now I'm packing my bags again. Metaphorically anyway, I don't even have bags to pack just a few clothes the quote-unqoute 'X-Men' are letting me borrow. I've been in Salem Center for the better part of two weeks and they want to send me off to Snow Valley to join some junior X club and live a normal life.
'Normal' there's another word. I can't even walk down the street without getting a sideways glance from these flatscans. Never had to deal with that in my world. Then again weren't too many humans around to have an opinion on mutants. I asked Mr. Creed what they were staring at and he says 'between a girl with slightly purple skin and a notorious mass murderer they have no reason not too stare.'
There's another thing that blew me away about this so-called paradise world Bishop was preaching about. Because it's a different reality Mr. Creed and me already exist. Well at least he does, I 'died' saving the group that I'm about to join. Mr. Creed on the other hand is apparently a mass murderer. I didn't it, I mean, I know the Victor Creed that I know is a little rough around the edges but he has the best intentions in mind. The Creed that resides in this world is... I don't like to think about it.
Everything sure looks peaceful from up here. Staring out the Blackbird window on my way to Massachusetts, this evening, I can see the snow-covered and the beautiful orange-red the setting sun gives off in the distance. What is there to fight for on this world? I turn in my seat to see if Mr. Creed is awake yet. He stayed out last night and was probably gonna sleep all day but he didn't wanna miss his 'pup' join Generation X without him being there to watch it. He's in a deep sleep I think to myself as I pick his arm up and put it around my shoulder and lean into him. Come to think of it he hasn't had his guard down this much since I've known him, must really feel safe in this world. As for me I'm as nervous as hell. I've never been around people my own age. Jubilee who is sitting across from me on the plane tells me I'm gonna love it.
She started shoot out names telling me about people there and I have to admit I stopped payin attention to the little ball of energy around the third sentence. But the names are familiar. Colossus' bunch of X-Men in training, all I remember was receiving news of their death and how heart broken the big guy was. Now the group is run by this worlds Banshee. He sounded the same on the phone when I talked to him only a lot nicer than my version of him. What do I say, what if they don't like me or if they look at me like the flatscans. Why did I agree with Mr. Xavier?
"We're here Clarice." Scott voice said over the loud speaker. "Wake Creed up."
I'm more than a little nervous as nudge Mr. Creed and tell him "We're here." He groans as he struggles to keep his eyes open. He must have polished off a lot of beers last night. "Come on wake up." I pull at his arm that's over my shoulder. "You don't look so well." I tell him as he gathers himself.
"Jeez it's so weird seeing someone talk to Sabretooth like that." Jubilee said from her seat across the plane. "I'm still nervous to be in the same room with him."
"Creed he's a big teddy bear." I say in over animated motherly voice while propping him up in his seat. "Isn't that right you-big-teddy-bear- you."
"Cut it out." He said swatting at my hand I was tickling him under the chin with. "We're here already." He said rubbing his eyes. "You ready to do this, kiddo."
I just looked at him blankly. I was never really ready to do this. They decided on this for me but when he asked that question I realized what I was getting into. I was gonna be alone, for the first time out of the shadow of my mentor. Not that I couldn't blink my self to the mansion whenever I wanted but this is different. 'The mansions not my home anymore.' I think to my self as feel the plane landing gear touch down. 'This is.'