FUTURE PAST 3
Author's Notes: Chapter 3 is finally up. So I hope you enjoy it. By the way, I couldn't remember if Victor's son was named Craydon, or Graydon. Sue me. This was a tough chapter to finish. So if you have any questions regarding this, then either e-mail me or write your question when you review. I'm also trying to see, who I should hook Jubilee up with. In the past she loved Logan, married the professor, and now there is Nathan. If you have any suggestions let me know what you think. I'll think long and hard about whom, I think she should be with, but I'll need all the help I can get. Now on to the story.
Disclaimer: Not MINE. Marvel does not belong to me, or it's characters. However in the perfect world, they do.
Victor Creed couldn't believe that he was back in the past. He had wanted nothing more than to find the younger version of him self, in order to cause a little havoc. He knew which X-Man that he was going to target first. Ever since Logan died, Jubilee had been pestering him like crazy. She had made his life a living hell, and he constantly found himself hating her more and more as the years passed.
It took years before he killed off the majority of the X-Men. He got the most pleasure in killing off her two sweet daughters. There was no other thrill than killing something that she created. He wanted to feel their blood all over his hands for a second time. The first time he killed them, time had went by so fast. This time he promised himself that he was going to savor the moment of their demise. In this present time, her daughters had not been born yet. So he promised that he wasn't going kill her yet, or the bald guy.
However he didn't want to go into the mansion declaring war just yet. He aimed at showing those goodie two shoes just how much he had changed. So he went to the home of his only son, whom he couldn't stand. His son had always been a bigot against mutants, and he didn't hide that fact from his father in the least. Victor could clearly recall how Graydon Creed publicly declared that he disliked mutants. It seemed like the old FOH member forgot to mention the fact that his father was a mutant, who sadistically like to torture and kill people. So when he was at a FOH meeting, his former group members kicked him out after finding out the truth about Graydon's genes.
At the time Victor didn't care one way or the other about how his own son felt about him. He just overlooked his son bigotry, and looked the other way. During that time he let Graydon deal with his own demons, which eventually led to the boy being put into a crazy asylum during his time period.
However as the years past, Victor's hatred of his son only intensified. He kept dwelling on the fact that his son had publicly humiliated him. He thought about all the people that he had gutted for just looking at him wrong. What made his son any different? He didn't love his son, and he certainly never took care of him. So why was the boy still alive? The answer to that question didn't come to him, until he stood at Graydon's front door.
The answer to that question was because he was so weak. He had been weak in the past. How many times did he let Wolverine off the hook, during this time period? Why didn't he kill the runt when Logan drove his claws into his brain? Why did he let those do-gooders lock him away, as if he was some kind of lab rat? The answer was simple. It was because the Victor Creed of the twentieth century was weak.
However that was no longer the case, because as time passed he became stronger. He was now able to make sense of his screwed up mind. He didn't need the glow anymore. When Birdie died, he had become a nut case of sorts. Now, he could stand on his own two feet, without the aid of some telepath screwing around with his head. He was finally his own man, and that knowledge made him more dangerous than Charles Manson.
He stood at the doorbell, and rung it a number of times before the door was snatched open. Graydon stood there in a bathrobe, and his hair was wet and damp. He looked at the man known as his father, and sneered a sound of disgust. He tried slamming the door in Victor's face, but he wasn't successful.
"What do you want.Dad?" He said with disdain.
"You know I've never really liked you Graydon."
"Well I guess the feelings mutual."
"I know the reason why I don't like you, but why is it that you hate me so much?"
"Is that why you came here? You want to know why I don't like you? It's because you're a filthy mutie, that's why! I'm just glad that I took after my mother, and didn't inherited any of your filthy genes."
"My blood runs through your veins boy, and there's nothing that you can do about it."
"That may be true Victor, but at least I'm not like you. I'm not some freak like you. I wish I could get rid of you. I don't want you around, and I don't want your diseased blood."
"If you didn't want my blood running through your veins, all you had to do was say so."
With one swipe of his hand, he slashed the throat of his son. His son lay there writhing in pain and agony, as he tried to stop the blood from coming out. Graydon looked up at his father, who then grabbed a handful of the boy's hair.
"I ain't done with you yet boy."
He pulled Graydon to his son's car, and broke the window. He stuck his hand into the car, and unlocked the door. He opened the car door, and turned around to put Graydon in it. It took a while to register that his son was now dead, but that didn't matter him at all. He threw the body in the back seat carelessly. After his son was in the car, he went to the driver's side and sat behind the wheel. He reached under the steering wheel, and removed the lower dashboard. He felt around, until he found the two wires that needed to hotwire the car. He closed the door, and began driving towards the X-Men's mansion.
He already knew what he was going to do with Graydon Creed's body, once he went to the mansion. He was going to cut it up into little bitty pieces, and place certain body parts somewhere special for each of the X-men. He had also decided to keep the head intact, because he wanted the X-Men to link this killing to him. It was going to be funny to see how the X-Men would react to this. He knew that the Victor Creed, of this time period was locked away in their mansion. He couldn't wait to see the X-Men scramble around trying to figure out how their Victor killed Graydon. So he set off towards the mansion, anticipating the looks on their faces when they received their special gifts.
Ororo Munroe was dressed in a regular pair of blue jeans, and an old worn t- shirt. She had her hair tied in short pony tail, and she donned a typical straw hat that she had been wearing forever. She had wanted to visit her beautiful garden all day long, but she had to postpone that until later because of her classes. The classroom was noisy, and when she left the class her entire body was pent up with tension. The only way that she knew how to get some relief, it was when she decided to go to the greenhouse.
As soon as she strolled into the greenhouse, she was greeted wide a wide variety of different scents escaping from the flowers. She immediately began her daily routine of pruning, watering, and trimming her little babies. She could've spent all night long, taking care of her plants. She would've stayed there until she received a psi message from Jean.
"Ororo I need you to come to the Professor's office. We're having a meeting, and everyone needs to be here."
"O.K. I'm on my way now."
She walked towards the door, before a small gift box caught her eye. She walked over to where the box was lying, and she gingerly placed the box in her trembling hands. She wasn't sure why she was in such a nervous state, but she realized that she could hardly keep the box in her hands. Was this a gift from someone in the mansion? Was it from a secret admirer?
She noticed that the present was neatly wrapped, and she didn't want to ruin the gift wrapper. So she gently removed the wrapper, and slowly opened the box. However, the gift wasn't what she expected it to be. Instead of beautiful jewelry, Ororo found two severed fingers in the box. Instinctively she threw the box on the floor, and suppressed the scream that was building within her.
She inched closer to the box, and noticed a small white note in the box. She bent over and picked up the letter, and began to read its contents.
To: Storm
As beautiful as the heavens you are, but now I'll have to change that. First I'll start with your beautiful hands. The very hands that command the weather, and bring life to those beautiful plants of yours that I will destroy. Those very slender fingers of yours will soon join the fingers of Graydon Creed's inside this box. Beware lady of the sky, because I'm coming for you.
Ororo stuck the letter in her pocket with shaking hands, and she looked around the room nervously. She wanted to make sure that no one was in the greenroom with her. She searched the room, corner to corner, and still didn't find anyone there. Whoever came in here, must have left as quickly as they came.
Ororo went back to the box on the ground, and picked up the two detached fingers. She picked up the box, and dropped the two fingers in it. At once she headed toward the Professor's office. She didn't know who had left the box, but it made her a little nervous knowing that someone was able to get on the school grounds.
She stood outside of his office, and was about to knock when she received a telepathic message from Charles. He had instructed her to enter, and she turned the doorknob and went inside. She was surprised to see all of her teammates, standing in the room together. Ororo walked to the Professor, and handed him the box. Before she could warn him that there were two fingers inside the box, he began to speak.
"Well it seems like we've found up the last remaining piece of Graydon Creed body it would seem. Thanks to Storm."
"What are you talking about? Ororo questioned.
"Well as it you can plainly see, someone has a sick sense of humor. Scott found Graydon's head, with the eyes cut out. Logan received the hands, of course minus the fingers naturally. Rogue found his arms, and Jean found his upper torso. Bobby had the misfortune to find his legs, and Warren found the feet. However, Jubilee and myself found the weirdest body parts. Well I found Graydon's fully intact brain, while Jubilee found his heart. Whoever did this, must have really hated Graydon."
"So what are we going to do about this Professor?" Scott asked.
"We should remain alert. I want Scott to change the security codes, and I need you to upgrade all the alarms that are installed in the mansion. There's no need to give this monster another chance to break into our home. Rogue I need you and Logan to sweep the mansion grounds. Hopefully Logan can trace this person's scent, and tell us who did this. Rogue will serve as sheer arm power, if there is a need for it. Warren, I need you and Bobby to check outside. I want to make sure that this person isn't still on the grounds. I'll also need you to recheck the greenhouse. Jean I'll need you check the astral plane, in case this is an astral attack. I'll use Cerebro, and see what I can find there. Oh and Jubilee you're coming with me. I want you by side at all times."
"Geez professor. Why do you want me to go with you? Like I'm totally sure that the team needs me somewhere. I can't sit around and do nothing but twiddle my thumbs."
"Jubilee I'm sure that you'll be a great asset to the team, but we don't know what we're facing here. I don't want to risk you getting hurt, because I certainly don't have any clue whatsoever as to what we're even facing. Once I find out whose behind all of this, then I'll let you back in on the action. Until then, you're stuck with me kid."
"I really wished that you guys would stop calling me that. I am not a kid. I can take care of myself!" She shouted angrily.
"Yes you can, but I would feel a lot safer with you by my side." He said tenderly.
"All right already. There's no need to get all mushy."
"All right guys let's do this." Scott bellowed.
The team left the Professor's office, leaving only himself and Jubilee. He looked over at the young girl, still in disbelief that one day she would be a very beautiful woman. He watched her and noticed that not much about her had changed. She still had those striking blue eyes, which were staring at him at that precise moment. She looked at him candidly, and a look of confusion was written all over her face.
"Well I guess we should go see what we can find with Cerebro. Right Professor?" Jubilee asked suspiciously.
"Huh.Oh yeah.Right."
"Is there something wrong Professor?" Jubilee asked.
"No.I was just thinking about something."
"Penny for your thoughts." She asked curiously.
"I was just wondering about the nature.um.of this.attack." He said nervously.
"Prof what's wrong?"
"It's just that.. Jubilee, are you wearing makeup?" He asked openly.
"Yes that's what women do, ya know. Why is that a problem?"
"No it's just that.you look nice." He said honestly.
"Um.Thanks. I don't know.what to say, but maybe we should get going. We still have to find out who's behind this madness." She said uncomfortably.
"Yes, you are right. Shall we go?"
Jubilee walked out the front door, and headed towards the room that contained the Cerebro machine. Charles pressed the button on his wheelchair, in hopes of keeping up with Jubilee. He suddenly became embarrassed when he realized that for the past few minutes, he had been checking out her backside. He chastised himself for thinking about his much younger student in this manner.
" Jubilee maybe you should stand on the side of me." He said suddenly.
"What's wrong Professor?"
"I'm not sure Jubilee. There's no telling what we are about to walk into, but I'd feel a lot safer with you by my side.
"Do you think someone is in there with Cerebro?" She asked worriedly.
"I'm not sure. Just make sure that you stay on the side of me, for both of our sakes."
Jubilee moved to his side, and suddenly felt a wave of apprehension hit her. She was suddenly aware that the Professor was acting a little weird, and thought that the one responsible for his nervousness must have been pretty strong. They had to be strong if they managed to spook one of the strongest telepaths in the entire world. So she stayed by his side, and waited nervously as he typed in the doors access code. The door slid open, and Charles went in first.
Once he scanned the entire room for trespassers, he signaled for Jubilee to enter into the room. He already knew that the man responsible for this was the man known as Sabretooth. It was the Sabretooth of the future that was responsible for this madness today, but he had made a promise to Nathan that he wouldn't reveal the truth about Victor's true intentions. So he put on pretenses in order to ensure the safety of the team. So he waited, knowing that he wasn't going to find any answers from the machine. Suddenly he removed the machine from his head, and looked at Jubilee.
"So what'd ya find?"
"Nothing that can be of any use to us. You must promise me that you're going to be careful, and not trust anyone outside this mansion. Do you understand?"
"Yeah."
"There's one more thing that I wanted you to know."
"Yeah what's that?"
"I want you to stay away from Creed, until we find the person responsible."
"That's the last thing that you have to worry about. I have no desire to stand within five feet of that madman." She said honestly.
"That's good to hear. Should we go? I ordered that movie called "Mallrats". We can watch that until hear something from the others."
"Mallrats? I love that movie. Thanks Prof. Come on there's a movie with my name written all on it waiting for it." She said.
She threw her arms around the man, and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheeks. He looked at the young girl, embarrassed that his face shone a bright red hue like never before. Jubilee noticed this at once, and smiled back at him.
"Just when I think that you're a stiff, boring, egotistical maniac, you do something sweet like this. It makes you seem almost human."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He said as he stared into his lap.
She lifted his chin upwards, until he was staring into her eyes once again.
"Trust me that's a good thing, because if we didn't have that small portion of humanity in our hearts, then we'd be monsters. Now lets go watch that movie, that's if you don't mind spending two hours with me."
"None whatsoever. It's good to see that you are maturing into a very smart woman Jubilation."
"I'm glad that somebody finally realized that. For a minute there I thought that I was doomed to be a kid forever. Now let's go."
*Yeah I definitely noticed that you're not a little kid anymore, and that thought is what scares me the most.
They left the room, and Charles found himself eyeing the young lady once again. He would have to clear his mind, of all bad thoughts before he did or said something that he would later regret. This movie was just what the doctor ordered, and he was going to use this as a distraction from his feelings. He didn't want to feel any of these feelings, and he switched his thoughts towards Victor.
Victor wanted one thing, and that was to annihilate the X-Men. If he didn't focus on the threat at hand, then Creed would prove successful and Charles refused to let that happen. There was a war coming, and it wasn't from humanity as he once thought. Sure they posed a threat to them, but Victor posed an even bigger threat. He had been to the future, and he knew about the things to come. Victor had the power to know where they have been, and what they have done. He knew that there was a possibility that Victor would use that to his advantage.
So he vowed that he would remain alert, and keep his eyes opened to any changes. However, right now he wanted to do nothing but watch this movie. So he watched the movie, enjoying the way Jubilee's voice sounded as she laughed at the movie. She had a laugh that seemed to ease his troubled soul, and found that he enjoyed his time with her. He also vowed that Victor had one hell of a fight, if he thought for one instant he was going to harm one hair on her head. He would fight to the death if he had to, and he'd do it all for the savior of this team. He did this for the last remaining X-Man, and he promised himself that he would keep her safe. She was not going to die by that madman, and that was a promised that he would stake his life on.
That's all for this chapter. Finally. Fear not there's more on the way. It would seem like the love affair is about to begin. Is Charles starting to fall for Jubilee? Will the futuristic Jubilee allow him to? Jubilee also runs into an old friend, and it's almost too much for her to bear. Will Nathan help her through her feelings, and what truths will this "old" friend find out. Then to make matters worse, Victor is let out of his cage. No it's not the futuristic Creed either. Will present Creed meet future Creed, and if they do what's going to happen to our merry mutants? It's going to be a real slobber knocker, so join us in the next chapter.
Author's Notes: Chapter 3 is finally up. So I hope you enjoy it. By the way, I couldn't remember if Victor's son was named Craydon, or Graydon. Sue me. This was a tough chapter to finish. So if you have any questions regarding this, then either e-mail me or write your question when you review. I'm also trying to see, who I should hook Jubilee up with. In the past she loved Logan, married the professor, and now there is Nathan. If you have any suggestions let me know what you think. I'll think long and hard about whom, I think she should be with, but I'll need all the help I can get. Now on to the story.
Disclaimer: Not MINE. Marvel does not belong to me, or it's characters. However in the perfect world, they do.
Victor Creed couldn't believe that he was back in the past. He had wanted nothing more than to find the younger version of him self, in order to cause a little havoc. He knew which X-Man that he was going to target first. Ever since Logan died, Jubilee had been pestering him like crazy. She had made his life a living hell, and he constantly found himself hating her more and more as the years passed.
It took years before he killed off the majority of the X-Men. He got the most pleasure in killing off her two sweet daughters. There was no other thrill than killing something that she created. He wanted to feel their blood all over his hands for a second time. The first time he killed them, time had went by so fast. This time he promised himself that he was going to savor the moment of their demise. In this present time, her daughters had not been born yet. So he promised that he wasn't going kill her yet, or the bald guy.
However he didn't want to go into the mansion declaring war just yet. He aimed at showing those goodie two shoes just how much he had changed. So he went to the home of his only son, whom he couldn't stand. His son had always been a bigot against mutants, and he didn't hide that fact from his father in the least. Victor could clearly recall how Graydon Creed publicly declared that he disliked mutants. It seemed like the old FOH member forgot to mention the fact that his father was a mutant, who sadistically like to torture and kill people. So when he was at a FOH meeting, his former group members kicked him out after finding out the truth about Graydon's genes.
At the time Victor didn't care one way or the other about how his own son felt about him. He just overlooked his son bigotry, and looked the other way. During that time he let Graydon deal with his own demons, which eventually led to the boy being put into a crazy asylum during his time period.
However as the years past, Victor's hatred of his son only intensified. He kept dwelling on the fact that his son had publicly humiliated him. He thought about all the people that he had gutted for just looking at him wrong. What made his son any different? He didn't love his son, and he certainly never took care of him. So why was the boy still alive? The answer to that question didn't come to him, until he stood at Graydon's front door.
The answer to that question was because he was so weak. He had been weak in the past. How many times did he let Wolverine off the hook, during this time period? Why didn't he kill the runt when Logan drove his claws into his brain? Why did he let those do-gooders lock him away, as if he was some kind of lab rat? The answer was simple. It was because the Victor Creed of the twentieth century was weak.
However that was no longer the case, because as time passed he became stronger. He was now able to make sense of his screwed up mind. He didn't need the glow anymore. When Birdie died, he had become a nut case of sorts. Now, he could stand on his own two feet, without the aid of some telepath screwing around with his head. He was finally his own man, and that knowledge made him more dangerous than Charles Manson.
He stood at the doorbell, and rung it a number of times before the door was snatched open. Graydon stood there in a bathrobe, and his hair was wet and damp. He looked at the man known as his father, and sneered a sound of disgust. He tried slamming the door in Victor's face, but he wasn't successful.
"What do you want.Dad?" He said with disdain.
"You know I've never really liked you Graydon."
"Well I guess the feelings mutual."
"I know the reason why I don't like you, but why is it that you hate me so much?"
"Is that why you came here? You want to know why I don't like you? It's because you're a filthy mutie, that's why! I'm just glad that I took after my mother, and didn't inherited any of your filthy genes."
"My blood runs through your veins boy, and there's nothing that you can do about it."
"That may be true Victor, but at least I'm not like you. I'm not some freak like you. I wish I could get rid of you. I don't want you around, and I don't want your diseased blood."
"If you didn't want my blood running through your veins, all you had to do was say so."
With one swipe of his hand, he slashed the throat of his son. His son lay there writhing in pain and agony, as he tried to stop the blood from coming out. Graydon looked up at his father, who then grabbed a handful of the boy's hair.
"I ain't done with you yet boy."
He pulled Graydon to his son's car, and broke the window. He stuck his hand into the car, and unlocked the door. He opened the car door, and turned around to put Graydon in it. It took a while to register that his son was now dead, but that didn't matter him at all. He threw the body in the back seat carelessly. After his son was in the car, he went to the driver's side and sat behind the wheel. He reached under the steering wheel, and removed the lower dashboard. He felt around, until he found the two wires that needed to hotwire the car. He closed the door, and began driving towards the X-Men's mansion.
He already knew what he was going to do with Graydon Creed's body, once he went to the mansion. He was going to cut it up into little bitty pieces, and place certain body parts somewhere special for each of the X-men. He had also decided to keep the head intact, because he wanted the X-Men to link this killing to him. It was going to be funny to see how the X-Men would react to this. He knew that the Victor Creed, of this time period was locked away in their mansion. He couldn't wait to see the X-Men scramble around trying to figure out how their Victor killed Graydon. So he set off towards the mansion, anticipating the looks on their faces when they received their special gifts.
Ororo Munroe was dressed in a regular pair of blue jeans, and an old worn t- shirt. She had her hair tied in short pony tail, and she donned a typical straw hat that she had been wearing forever. She had wanted to visit her beautiful garden all day long, but she had to postpone that until later because of her classes. The classroom was noisy, and when she left the class her entire body was pent up with tension. The only way that she knew how to get some relief, it was when she decided to go to the greenhouse.
As soon as she strolled into the greenhouse, she was greeted wide a wide variety of different scents escaping from the flowers. She immediately began her daily routine of pruning, watering, and trimming her little babies. She could've spent all night long, taking care of her plants. She would've stayed there until she received a psi message from Jean.
"Ororo I need you to come to the Professor's office. We're having a meeting, and everyone needs to be here."
"O.K. I'm on my way now."
She walked towards the door, before a small gift box caught her eye. She walked over to where the box was lying, and she gingerly placed the box in her trembling hands. She wasn't sure why she was in such a nervous state, but she realized that she could hardly keep the box in her hands. Was this a gift from someone in the mansion? Was it from a secret admirer?
She noticed that the present was neatly wrapped, and she didn't want to ruin the gift wrapper. So she gently removed the wrapper, and slowly opened the box. However, the gift wasn't what she expected it to be. Instead of beautiful jewelry, Ororo found two severed fingers in the box. Instinctively she threw the box on the floor, and suppressed the scream that was building within her.
She inched closer to the box, and noticed a small white note in the box. She bent over and picked up the letter, and began to read its contents.
To: Storm
As beautiful as the heavens you are, but now I'll have to change that. First I'll start with your beautiful hands. The very hands that command the weather, and bring life to those beautiful plants of yours that I will destroy. Those very slender fingers of yours will soon join the fingers of Graydon Creed's inside this box. Beware lady of the sky, because I'm coming for you.
Ororo stuck the letter in her pocket with shaking hands, and she looked around the room nervously. She wanted to make sure that no one was in the greenroom with her. She searched the room, corner to corner, and still didn't find anyone there. Whoever came in here, must have left as quickly as they came.
Ororo went back to the box on the ground, and picked up the two detached fingers. She picked up the box, and dropped the two fingers in it. At once she headed toward the Professor's office. She didn't know who had left the box, but it made her a little nervous knowing that someone was able to get on the school grounds.
She stood outside of his office, and was about to knock when she received a telepathic message from Charles. He had instructed her to enter, and she turned the doorknob and went inside. She was surprised to see all of her teammates, standing in the room together. Ororo walked to the Professor, and handed him the box. Before she could warn him that there were two fingers inside the box, he began to speak.
"Well it seems like we've found up the last remaining piece of Graydon Creed body it would seem. Thanks to Storm."
"What are you talking about? Ororo questioned.
"Well as it you can plainly see, someone has a sick sense of humor. Scott found Graydon's head, with the eyes cut out. Logan received the hands, of course minus the fingers naturally. Rogue found his arms, and Jean found his upper torso. Bobby had the misfortune to find his legs, and Warren found the feet. However, Jubilee and myself found the weirdest body parts. Well I found Graydon's fully intact brain, while Jubilee found his heart. Whoever did this, must have really hated Graydon."
"So what are we going to do about this Professor?" Scott asked.
"We should remain alert. I want Scott to change the security codes, and I need you to upgrade all the alarms that are installed in the mansion. There's no need to give this monster another chance to break into our home. Rogue I need you and Logan to sweep the mansion grounds. Hopefully Logan can trace this person's scent, and tell us who did this. Rogue will serve as sheer arm power, if there is a need for it. Warren, I need you and Bobby to check outside. I want to make sure that this person isn't still on the grounds. I'll also need you to recheck the greenhouse. Jean I'll need you check the astral plane, in case this is an astral attack. I'll use Cerebro, and see what I can find there. Oh and Jubilee you're coming with me. I want you by side at all times."
"Geez professor. Why do you want me to go with you? Like I'm totally sure that the team needs me somewhere. I can't sit around and do nothing but twiddle my thumbs."
"Jubilee I'm sure that you'll be a great asset to the team, but we don't know what we're facing here. I don't want to risk you getting hurt, because I certainly don't have any clue whatsoever as to what we're even facing. Once I find out whose behind all of this, then I'll let you back in on the action. Until then, you're stuck with me kid."
"I really wished that you guys would stop calling me that. I am not a kid. I can take care of myself!" She shouted angrily.
"Yes you can, but I would feel a lot safer with you by my side." He said tenderly.
"All right already. There's no need to get all mushy."
"All right guys let's do this." Scott bellowed.
The team left the Professor's office, leaving only himself and Jubilee. He looked over at the young girl, still in disbelief that one day she would be a very beautiful woman. He watched her and noticed that not much about her had changed. She still had those striking blue eyes, which were staring at him at that precise moment. She looked at him candidly, and a look of confusion was written all over her face.
"Well I guess we should go see what we can find with Cerebro. Right Professor?" Jubilee asked suspiciously.
"Huh.Oh yeah.Right."
"Is there something wrong Professor?" Jubilee asked.
"No.I was just thinking about something."
"Penny for your thoughts." She asked curiously.
"I was just wondering about the nature.um.of this.attack." He said nervously.
"Prof what's wrong?"
"It's just that.. Jubilee, are you wearing makeup?" He asked openly.
"Yes that's what women do, ya know. Why is that a problem?"
"No it's just that.you look nice." He said honestly.
"Um.Thanks. I don't know.what to say, but maybe we should get going. We still have to find out who's behind this madness." She said uncomfortably.
"Yes, you are right. Shall we go?"
Jubilee walked out the front door, and headed towards the room that contained the Cerebro machine. Charles pressed the button on his wheelchair, in hopes of keeping up with Jubilee. He suddenly became embarrassed when he realized that for the past few minutes, he had been checking out her backside. He chastised himself for thinking about his much younger student in this manner.
" Jubilee maybe you should stand on the side of me." He said suddenly.
"What's wrong Professor?"
"I'm not sure Jubilee. There's no telling what we are about to walk into, but I'd feel a lot safer with you by my side.
"Do you think someone is in there with Cerebro?" She asked worriedly.
"I'm not sure. Just make sure that you stay on the side of me, for both of our sakes."
Jubilee moved to his side, and suddenly felt a wave of apprehension hit her. She was suddenly aware that the Professor was acting a little weird, and thought that the one responsible for his nervousness must have been pretty strong. They had to be strong if they managed to spook one of the strongest telepaths in the entire world. So she stayed by his side, and waited nervously as he typed in the doors access code. The door slid open, and Charles went in first.
Once he scanned the entire room for trespassers, he signaled for Jubilee to enter into the room. He already knew that the man responsible for this was the man known as Sabretooth. It was the Sabretooth of the future that was responsible for this madness today, but he had made a promise to Nathan that he wouldn't reveal the truth about Victor's true intentions. So he put on pretenses in order to ensure the safety of the team. So he waited, knowing that he wasn't going to find any answers from the machine. Suddenly he removed the machine from his head, and looked at Jubilee.
"So what'd ya find?"
"Nothing that can be of any use to us. You must promise me that you're going to be careful, and not trust anyone outside this mansion. Do you understand?"
"Yeah."
"There's one more thing that I wanted you to know."
"Yeah what's that?"
"I want you to stay away from Creed, until we find the person responsible."
"That's the last thing that you have to worry about. I have no desire to stand within five feet of that madman." She said honestly.
"That's good to hear. Should we go? I ordered that movie called "Mallrats". We can watch that until hear something from the others."
"Mallrats? I love that movie. Thanks Prof. Come on there's a movie with my name written all on it waiting for it." She said.
She threw her arms around the man, and gave him a sweet kiss on the cheeks. He looked at the young girl, embarrassed that his face shone a bright red hue like never before. Jubilee noticed this at once, and smiled back at him.
"Just when I think that you're a stiff, boring, egotistical maniac, you do something sweet like this. It makes you seem almost human."
"Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" He said as he stared into his lap.
She lifted his chin upwards, until he was staring into her eyes once again.
"Trust me that's a good thing, because if we didn't have that small portion of humanity in our hearts, then we'd be monsters. Now lets go watch that movie, that's if you don't mind spending two hours with me."
"None whatsoever. It's good to see that you are maturing into a very smart woman Jubilation."
"I'm glad that somebody finally realized that. For a minute there I thought that I was doomed to be a kid forever. Now let's go."
*Yeah I definitely noticed that you're not a little kid anymore, and that thought is what scares me the most.
They left the room, and Charles found himself eyeing the young lady once again. He would have to clear his mind, of all bad thoughts before he did or said something that he would later regret. This movie was just what the doctor ordered, and he was going to use this as a distraction from his feelings. He didn't want to feel any of these feelings, and he switched his thoughts towards Victor.
Victor wanted one thing, and that was to annihilate the X-Men. If he didn't focus on the threat at hand, then Creed would prove successful and Charles refused to let that happen. There was a war coming, and it wasn't from humanity as he once thought. Sure they posed a threat to them, but Victor posed an even bigger threat. He had been to the future, and he knew about the things to come. Victor had the power to know where they have been, and what they have done. He knew that there was a possibility that Victor would use that to his advantage.
So he vowed that he would remain alert, and keep his eyes opened to any changes. However, right now he wanted to do nothing but watch this movie. So he watched the movie, enjoying the way Jubilee's voice sounded as she laughed at the movie. She had a laugh that seemed to ease his troubled soul, and found that he enjoyed his time with her. He also vowed that Victor had one hell of a fight, if he thought for one instant he was going to harm one hair on her head. He would fight to the death if he had to, and he'd do it all for the savior of this team. He did this for the last remaining X-Man, and he promised himself that he would keep her safe. She was not going to die by that madman, and that was a promised that he would stake his life on.
That's all for this chapter. Finally. Fear not there's more on the way. It would seem like the love affair is about to begin. Is Charles starting to fall for Jubilee? Will the futuristic Jubilee allow him to? Jubilee also runs into an old friend, and it's almost too much for her to bear. Will Nathan help her through her feelings, and what truths will this "old" friend find out. Then to make matters worse, Victor is let out of his cage. No it's not the futuristic Creed either. Will present Creed meet future Creed, and if they do what's going to happen to our merry mutants? It's going to be a real slobber knocker, so join us in the next chapter.