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"Descent of the Phoenix" By: Wicked-Wytch
Disclaimer: I don't own the Xmen comics, toon, or movie... yet. *evil laughter*
R/R and Enjoy! (Please review!)
*Does a dance of gratitude for reviewers*
*So sorry for being away for so long- but I have a reason- I was sick! Apologies... I don't want to have another update this far apart again. Btw- I saw X-2 again this weekend (the half of the weekend that I wasn't in pain)... and I gotta say.... that Logan... he's one sexy bitch.*
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(Outside the Sanctuary)
"Bub... you picked the wrong guy to mess with."
Logan was running toward the officer in riot gear, trying his best to avoid getting shot. The officer was holding his gun so tightly that his knuckles were white and there was a murderous look in his eye.
Logan could still remember, quite clearly, the bullet that he'd gotten in the head up in Boston. It hadn't been as bad as he'd imagined... of course it had still hurt like hell, just not as badly as he would have thought. With this in mind, Wolverine quickly ran, hoping that he would not recieve another such bullet to his body.
Even as he ran, there was a smile on his face. There were some perks to his immortality... though he couldn't remember his past, he could get away with a lot of shit. And playing games with a gun toting cop was one of them.
Logan continued to run until he was face to face with the enraged officer. With one quick swipe of his adamantium claws, the gun was sliced in two. The officer growled once, pushed Logan back a step and punched him in the cheek.
Wolverine shot the man a dark grin before kicking him once and then punching him on the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. The man slumped onto the ground and Logan couldn't help but sneer at his unmoving form.
"Not much of a fight..." he muttered annoyed. Logan began to head toward where the others had gone.
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(Canada)
"We met just over a year ago," Jason spoke gently, his eyes seemed to be focused on the past. "Under very similar circumstances."
"What?" The red head was still in bed, her body covered by heavy blankets and her head resting lightly against a pillow.
"You couldn't remember then, either. You see, you were lost and weren't sure about who or where you were. So I helped you. I took you in," there was a gentle smile on his handsome face, "Helped you find out about your past... and... in the process, I fell in love with you."
Jean ran a hand through her hair, her eyes fixed on the man's face. There was an unsettled feeling in her stomach, something that told her that there was something wrong about his story. But... he seemed so kind. For a moment, she let her gaze drift around the room. Consequently, she found herself staring at a picture of Jason and herself, both wrapped in each others arms with large smiles on their faces. For a moment, Jean's vision flickered and she blinked. Everything was clear once again.
"You helped me remember...? What did I forget?"
"You are Jean Grey, a woman who was born in New York City. You had a good family, mother and father. But," he paused, a sad look in his eye, "they died when you were just thirteen. After that you wandered around the streets, too numb from the pain. Your powers soon emerged and they helped you forget."
"Powers?"
"You see," Jason continued, "Memory loss is a side effect of your mutation."
"Mutation?"
"Yes. You are a mutant... and an extremely gifted one at that." Jason's gaze seemed to intensify on her face before softening once again, "But I'll explain that to you later on, when you remember some things about us." He smiled, "I don't want to confuse you too bad." Slowly, he ran a hand over her naked shoulder. "You should get some rest... you were out in the cold for a long time." He looked at her once more before rising from his seat on the corner of the mattress.
"Wait..." Jean muttered, causing the man to stop in his tracks. "Jason... don't go." She sighed, "Will you stay with me for a while?"
Jason was not facing the woman when she asked the question. And, he reasoned, that was a good thing. Because if he had been facing her, she would have seen the twisted, vile grin on his face. Quickly enough, though, he turned, the dark look gone.
"Surely, my love," Jason responded. With a proud stride, he made his way back onto the bed. He was careful enough to keep his distance from the woman, after all, he didn't want to frighten her away. But, he was sure to keep his hand on her side. "Sleep well..."
"Yes," Jean muttered as she snuggled into the bed, sleep already overcoming her.
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(Emma's Place)
The phone rang and, for a moment, Emma considered not picking it up. There was a tired, lazy look in her eye and even though she knew that whoever was calling probably had some important information, she really was not in the mood. She sat in her favorite chair, a seat of black leather, her icy blue eyes covered by heavy lids and her long blond hair cascading down the side of the chair. She was dressed in white, as usual; which was ironic since she was anything but pure.
As the ringing continued, filling the large halls of her expensive apartment, she could not help but get up and head toward the phone.
"Miss Frost?" It was a young male voice that spoke.
"Yes?" The woman yawned once, not even bothering to cover her mouth. The softest hint of a Boston accent could be heard in her speech.
"That boy you've asked us to watch over... John Allerdyce... he's been spotted coming out of a nightclub."
"And this affects me how?" Annoyance dripped from her every pore.
"The police are after him and if you don't get there in time, Ma'am, he'll be detained." The young man seemed matter-of-fact and smug. It irritated Emma greatly, but she hid her feelings.
After a pause, she spoke. " I see... Good work."
"He's just leaving the Sanctuary... well, what's left of it... If you're fast you'll catch him."
"What would I do without you boys?" Emma hung up the phone immediately, a sigh escaping from her lips. Quickly, she retrieved her coat and began to run out of her room, only muttering softly to herself, "And here I thought I'd have a nice, restful night."
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(X-Institute)
"Jean..." Scott muttered, not awake. Finally, he had gotten himself to fall into a deep, dream filled sleep. Tossing from side to side, fought with his covers. His skin was slick with sweat and his hair was plastered to his head. He knew that he was dreaming. But, for the moment, he didn't care. His dreams were almost always more comforting than reality.
His shades weren't on his face. It was often like that in his dreams; the world lacked that red tint that came with his glasses and he couldn't help but smile because of that. Scott was walking in woods, where exactly, he didn't know. But he did note that there were pine trees all over and snow covered them. The moon was full and its bright reflection could be seen in a large body of water. Scott closed his eyes for a moment, concentrating on the smell of the water and sound of the waves clapping together. It filled him with peace.
But then the ground seemed to shake and a loud screech rang through the air. Scott opened his eyes and covered his ears. He tried to supress his shivers but couldn't. There was something about the noise that frightened him.
Suddenly, something large and fiery erupted from the water and the night sky became brighter than day. Scott shielded his eyes and waited until the spots were gone from his vision. He looked up and saw a bird made of fire flying in the sky. Something about it filled him with dread and fear.
"SCOTT!" Jeans voice filled his mind, a panicked scream that was crying for help.
"Jean!!"
"Scott!... Help me!"
"JEAN!" Scott sat up in the bed, his body shuddering, overcome by sobs. "Oh god," he whispered into his palms. His whole body trembling, Scott jumped out of his bedroom and into the hallway, his pace quickening with each step. He needed to do something. He couldn't just stand around helpless any longer.
She was in trouble. The woman he loved more than himself was in danger and she needed his help. He wasn't just about to give up on her.
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This chapter was a bit shorter than the norm, sry 'bout that. But the next will be fun, promise. hehehe... next chapter.. coming up soon. ^_^. Isn't Jason creepy? And why is Emma watching over Pyro?? hmmm... questions, questions.
To reviewers: manymanymanymany thank you's.
*Dark Angel*- thanks, i will ^_^
*nightstone131302*- Thanks a lot. And don't worry... we'll be talking about Emma much more (and revieling her secrets) in the later chappy's. Hoped you liked her quick appearance in this chappy.
*Spheksophobia*- Thanks! I promise much more Scott in the later chappy's. (Hope this kept you happy)
*RogueCajun*- You changed your name! I like this one... reminds me of Remy (aka Gambit). Ah, it's always nice to see someone who can appreciate the hot-ness of Pyro. ^_^.ANyway, thanks... btw, you're not the only one in ancient hand me down jeans (hehe).
*Willow*- Having no idea where the story is going is half the fun of it. *grins* hehe... Hope this chappy had you a lil surprised!
*Eadha Ohn* - hehe... I completely understand that problem. I'm always having those overload problems. But you got stuck at a bad chapter, it leaves you waiting for more. ^_^ well... most of my chappies do that.... but I empathize anyway. They say that they've tried to fix up ff.net so that you won't get the message too much anymore *crossing fingers* Thanks for the review.
*wolfg07*- Thanks!
*Eadha Ohn*- hehe... glad you're curious... but I can't tell ya that ^_~. How bout I ask you a question of great importance: *Will* Jean meet with the Xmen again? muahhahahah... thank u for the review.
*drama-nerd016*- no worries, i will go more into phoenix as the story progresses. And ororo did have a small piece in chapter 1 and will probably make another aparance or two later on, but she won't be a major character in this story (sry) But... I have been thinking of other X-stories... and have gotten some new plot bunnies after watching the movie again. Maybe Storm will be a major character in one (tho, she's just one of the many I've been thinking of).
*Imogen262*- Thanks! :D
Thanks to you reviewers...
~Wicked
"Descent of the Phoenix" By: Wicked-Wytch
Disclaimer: I don't own the Xmen comics, toon, or movie... yet. *evil laughter*
R/R and Enjoy! (Please review!)
*Does a dance of gratitude for reviewers*
*So sorry for being away for so long- but I have a reason- I was sick! Apologies... I don't want to have another update this far apart again. Btw- I saw X-2 again this weekend (the half of the weekend that I wasn't in pain)... and I gotta say.... that Logan... he's one sexy bitch.*
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(Outside the Sanctuary)
"Bub... you picked the wrong guy to mess with."
Logan was running toward the officer in riot gear, trying his best to avoid getting shot. The officer was holding his gun so tightly that his knuckles were white and there was a murderous look in his eye.
Logan could still remember, quite clearly, the bullet that he'd gotten in the head up in Boston. It hadn't been as bad as he'd imagined... of course it had still hurt like hell, just not as badly as he would have thought. With this in mind, Wolverine quickly ran, hoping that he would not recieve another such bullet to his body.
Even as he ran, there was a smile on his face. There were some perks to his immortality... though he couldn't remember his past, he could get away with a lot of shit. And playing games with a gun toting cop was one of them.
Logan continued to run until he was face to face with the enraged officer. With one quick swipe of his adamantium claws, the gun was sliced in two. The officer growled once, pushed Logan back a step and punched him in the cheek.
Wolverine shot the man a dark grin before kicking him once and then punching him on the side of his head, knocking him unconscious. The man slumped onto the ground and Logan couldn't help but sneer at his unmoving form.
"Not much of a fight..." he muttered annoyed. Logan began to head toward where the others had gone.
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(Canada)
"We met just over a year ago," Jason spoke gently, his eyes seemed to be focused on the past. "Under very similar circumstances."
"What?" The red head was still in bed, her body covered by heavy blankets and her head resting lightly against a pillow.
"You couldn't remember then, either. You see, you were lost and weren't sure about who or where you were. So I helped you. I took you in," there was a gentle smile on his handsome face, "Helped you find out about your past... and... in the process, I fell in love with you."
Jean ran a hand through her hair, her eyes fixed on the man's face. There was an unsettled feeling in her stomach, something that told her that there was something wrong about his story. But... he seemed so kind. For a moment, she let her gaze drift around the room. Consequently, she found herself staring at a picture of Jason and herself, both wrapped in each others arms with large smiles on their faces. For a moment, Jean's vision flickered and she blinked. Everything was clear once again.
"You helped me remember...? What did I forget?"
"You are Jean Grey, a woman who was born in New York City. You had a good family, mother and father. But," he paused, a sad look in his eye, "they died when you were just thirteen. After that you wandered around the streets, too numb from the pain. Your powers soon emerged and they helped you forget."
"Powers?"
"You see," Jason continued, "Memory loss is a side effect of your mutation."
"Mutation?"
"Yes. You are a mutant... and an extremely gifted one at that." Jason's gaze seemed to intensify on her face before softening once again, "But I'll explain that to you later on, when you remember some things about us." He smiled, "I don't want to confuse you too bad." Slowly, he ran a hand over her naked shoulder. "You should get some rest... you were out in the cold for a long time." He looked at her once more before rising from his seat on the corner of the mattress.
"Wait..." Jean muttered, causing the man to stop in his tracks. "Jason... don't go." She sighed, "Will you stay with me for a while?"
Jason was not facing the woman when she asked the question. And, he reasoned, that was a good thing. Because if he had been facing her, she would have seen the twisted, vile grin on his face. Quickly enough, though, he turned, the dark look gone.
"Surely, my love," Jason responded. With a proud stride, he made his way back onto the bed. He was careful enough to keep his distance from the woman, after all, he didn't want to frighten her away. But, he was sure to keep his hand on her side. "Sleep well..."
"Yes," Jean muttered as she snuggled into the bed, sleep already overcoming her.
~~~~~
(Emma's Place)
The phone rang and, for a moment, Emma considered not picking it up. There was a tired, lazy look in her eye and even though she knew that whoever was calling probably had some important information, she really was not in the mood. She sat in her favorite chair, a seat of black leather, her icy blue eyes covered by heavy lids and her long blond hair cascading down the side of the chair. She was dressed in white, as usual; which was ironic since she was anything but pure.
As the ringing continued, filling the large halls of her expensive apartment, she could not help but get up and head toward the phone.
"Miss Frost?" It was a young male voice that spoke.
"Yes?" The woman yawned once, not even bothering to cover her mouth. The softest hint of a Boston accent could be heard in her speech.
"That boy you've asked us to watch over... John Allerdyce... he's been spotted coming out of a nightclub."
"And this affects me how?" Annoyance dripped from her every pore.
"The police are after him and if you don't get there in time, Ma'am, he'll be detained." The young man seemed matter-of-fact and smug. It irritated Emma greatly, but she hid her feelings.
After a pause, she spoke. " I see... Good work."
"He's just leaving the Sanctuary... well, what's left of it... If you're fast you'll catch him."
"What would I do without you boys?" Emma hung up the phone immediately, a sigh escaping from her lips. Quickly, she retrieved her coat and began to run out of her room, only muttering softly to herself, "And here I thought I'd have a nice, restful night."
~~~~~
(X-Institute)
"Jean..." Scott muttered, not awake. Finally, he had gotten himself to fall into a deep, dream filled sleep. Tossing from side to side, fought with his covers. His skin was slick with sweat and his hair was plastered to his head. He knew that he was dreaming. But, for the moment, he didn't care. His dreams were almost always more comforting than reality.
His shades weren't on his face. It was often like that in his dreams; the world lacked that red tint that came with his glasses and he couldn't help but smile because of that. Scott was walking in woods, where exactly, he didn't know. But he did note that there were pine trees all over and snow covered them. The moon was full and its bright reflection could be seen in a large body of water. Scott closed his eyes for a moment, concentrating on the smell of the water and sound of the waves clapping together. It filled him with peace.
But then the ground seemed to shake and a loud screech rang through the air. Scott opened his eyes and covered his ears. He tried to supress his shivers but couldn't. There was something about the noise that frightened him.
Suddenly, something large and fiery erupted from the water and the night sky became brighter than day. Scott shielded his eyes and waited until the spots were gone from his vision. He looked up and saw a bird made of fire flying in the sky. Something about it filled him with dread and fear.
"SCOTT!" Jeans voice filled his mind, a panicked scream that was crying for help.
"Jean!!"
"Scott!... Help me!"
"JEAN!" Scott sat up in the bed, his body shuddering, overcome by sobs. "Oh god," he whispered into his palms. His whole body trembling, Scott jumped out of his bedroom and into the hallway, his pace quickening with each step. He needed to do something. He couldn't just stand around helpless any longer.
She was in trouble. The woman he loved more than himself was in danger and she needed his help. He wasn't just about to give up on her.
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This chapter was a bit shorter than the norm, sry 'bout that. But the next will be fun, promise. hehehe... next chapter.. coming up soon. ^_^. Isn't Jason creepy? And why is Emma watching over Pyro?? hmmm... questions, questions.
To reviewers: manymanymanymany thank you's.
*Dark Angel*- thanks, i will ^_^
*nightstone131302*- Thanks a lot. And don't worry... we'll be talking about Emma much more (and revieling her secrets) in the later chappy's. Hoped you liked her quick appearance in this chappy.
*Spheksophobia*- Thanks! I promise much more Scott in the later chappy's. (Hope this kept you happy)
*RogueCajun*- You changed your name! I like this one... reminds me of Remy (aka Gambit). Ah, it's always nice to see someone who can appreciate the hot-ness of Pyro. ^_^.ANyway, thanks... btw, you're not the only one in ancient hand me down jeans (hehe).
*Willow*- Having no idea where the story is going is half the fun of it. *grins* hehe... Hope this chappy had you a lil surprised!
*Eadha Ohn* - hehe... I completely understand that problem. I'm always having those overload problems. But you got stuck at a bad chapter, it leaves you waiting for more. ^_^ well... most of my chappies do that.... but I empathize anyway. They say that they've tried to fix up ff.net so that you won't get the message too much anymore *crossing fingers* Thanks for the review.
*wolfg07*- Thanks!
*Eadha Ohn*- hehe... glad you're curious... but I can't tell ya that ^_~. How bout I ask you a question of great importance: *Will* Jean meet with the Xmen again? muahhahahah... thank u for the review.
*drama-nerd016*- no worries, i will go more into phoenix as the story progresses. And ororo did have a small piece in chapter 1 and will probably make another aparance or two later on, but she won't be a major character in this story (sry) But... I have been thinking of other X-stories... and have gotten some new plot bunnies after watching the movie again. Maybe Storm will be a major character in one (tho, she's just one of the many I've been thinking of).
*Imogen262*- Thanks! :D
Thanks to you reviewers...
~Wicked
