A/N: Sorry peeps, this fic is gonna take a little longer than I expected. A
certain parent decided that he would 'clean up' some of the 'junk' on the
computer, so deleted a whole bunch of my word files. And I had a nice long
chapter too. Ah well. I apologise for the short chapter, I'll try and get
the rest rewritten quickly.
Zhaneel : Yeah, I apologise for the monotony. But it's kinda necessary. Don't worry, this chapter's better.
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6:03 AM
Her alarm clock was painfully bright in Emma's dark room. She squinted at it and wondered why she'd woken up. Her alarm wasn't set to go off for another seven minutes. Sighing, she reached out and turned it off.
Then she sat up. She'd had a dream. A really weird one, where she knew what was going to happen, and Jean -
Jean had died, and it had been her fault.
Emma felt oddly heavy with guilt.
She showered. Afterwards, she wiped the condensation off the mirror in order to view the cut on her forehead. But there wasn't one. Emma rubbed her fingers over the unbroken skin. "Maybe I only dreamt it... Wow, that was a vivid dream."
She could remember the stinging pain very clearly. Shrugging it off, Emma went back to her room to get ready for training. She glanced out the window. "Oh great."
The snow lay thickly on the ground. Emma turned on the radio to hear words that bring joy to every teenager. "Snow Day."
Then she stopped. That was exactly how her dream had begun. Suddenly all of the muscles in her legs gave out and she sat down heavily on the floor. Emma knew what was happening.
She was reliving the day. The same day. At least twice before that she could remember, but who knew how many more times?
Still wearing her uniform, Emma ran to her uncle's room. She banged on the door repeatedly until his answered, then burst right in. He was still in bed.
"Something very, very strange is going on. And I think I'm the only one it's happening to."
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After Charles got dressed, he summoned Kitty, Jean, Scott, Kurt, Evan and Logan to the Kitchen. The other mutants were outside, none of them passing up the chance to play in the snow.
Emma held her cup of coffee tightly between her hands.
"So I died?" Jean looked a little perturbed.
Emma nodded. "At least once. At first it was hard for me to remember what had happened, so some of it's fuzzy."
"But how could this happen? And why Emma?" Scott asked the Professor.
"I'm not quite sure. I've never heard of anything like this before."
There was a short silence. Suddenly a large snowball collided with the window, thankfully not breaking it.
Emma looked at her watch. "Oh, we have to go!"
"Go where?"
Emma looked at Kitty. "Buchanan County. The mine collapse."
"Yes, but I think perhaps you should say." Charles turned to the others. Go and get ready."
Emma was about to protest, but she looked at Jean. Her stomach was solid with heavy guilt. "Yeah. Maybe you're right."
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They didn't get back until late. Emma was relieved to find that they'd all survived. But they weren't in good spirits. Four of the miners trapped inside had been lost in the second collapse.
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5:00 AM
Emma woke, for no apparent reason. She squinted at her alarm clock, groaned and went back to sleep.
Zhaneel : Yeah, I apologise for the monotony. But it's kinda necessary. Don't worry, this chapter's better.
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6:03 AM
Her alarm clock was painfully bright in Emma's dark room. She squinted at it and wondered why she'd woken up. Her alarm wasn't set to go off for another seven minutes. Sighing, she reached out and turned it off.
Then she sat up. She'd had a dream. A really weird one, where she knew what was going to happen, and Jean -
Jean had died, and it had been her fault.
Emma felt oddly heavy with guilt.
She showered. Afterwards, she wiped the condensation off the mirror in order to view the cut on her forehead. But there wasn't one. Emma rubbed her fingers over the unbroken skin. "Maybe I only dreamt it... Wow, that was a vivid dream."
She could remember the stinging pain very clearly. Shrugging it off, Emma went back to her room to get ready for training. She glanced out the window. "Oh great."
The snow lay thickly on the ground. Emma turned on the radio to hear words that bring joy to every teenager. "Snow Day."
Then she stopped. That was exactly how her dream had begun. Suddenly all of the muscles in her legs gave out and she sat down heavily on the floor. Emma knew what was happening.
She was reliving the day. The same day. At least twice before that she could remember, but who knew how many more times?
Still wearing her uniform, Emma ran to her uncle's room. She banged on the door repeatedly until his answered, then burst right in. He was still in bed.
"Something very, very strange is going on. And I think I'm the only one it's happening to."
********************
After Charles got dressed, he summoned Kitty, Jean, Scott, Kurt, Evan and Logan to the Kitchen. The other mutants were outside, none of them passing up the chance to play in the snow.
Emma held her cup of coffee tightly between her hands.
"So I died?" Jean looked a little perturbed.
Emma nodded. "At least once. At first it was hard for me to remember what had happened, so some of it's fuzzy."
"But how could this happen? And why Emma?" Scott asked the Professor.
"I'm not quite sure. I've never heard of anything like this before."
There was a short silence. Suddenly a large snowball collided with the window, thankfully not breaking it.
Emma looked at her watch. "Oh, we have to go!"
"Go where?"
Emma looked at Kitty. "Buchanan County. The mine collapse."
"Yes, but I think perhaps you should say." Charles turned to the others. Go and get ready."
Emma was about to protest, but she looked at Jean. Her stomach was solid with heavy guilt. "Yeah. Maybe you're right."
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They didn't get back until late. Emma was relieved to find that they'd all survived. But they weren't in good spirits. Four of the miners trapped inside had been lost in the second collapse.
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5:00 AM
Emma woke, for no apparent reason. She squinted at her alarm clock, groaned and went back to sleep.