Disclaimer: I do not own, nor am I making any money from the X-Men
characters. Thank you to Corrinth for the use of her character Dr. Ilehana
Xavier. I do own Blaze, and appreciate authors not using her without
asking.
A/N: Reviews always welcome! Nearly finished, hope you have all enjoyed it, and thanks for all your support...
Scene 29
The blond haired, blue-eyed five-year-old named Thomas stood in the heavy rain in the corner of the park and screamed. He was scared and lost. The storm had been bad enough, but his mommy had to go to work and needed to drop him off at his grandparents on the way. But then as they were crossing the park like they always did, the earth shook and the trees waved. His mommy had screamed and thrown Thomas towards the road before a tree fell just were he had been stood. The ground cracked and he couldn't see his mommy any more. So he screamed and he screamed and he screamed, even though nobody came.
But suddenly through the darkness of the rain he could see a figure. A tall woman dressed in green, masked and with long, brown hair came towards him in the storm. The trees above him seemed to lean towards the lady. She hadn't seen him, to he screamed again, too scared to make any other noise, tears flooding down his cheeks. With empty eyes the green woman frowned at him slightly, and raised a hand.
Out of nowhere a huge white cat charged down on little Thomas, teeth bared. Thomas stopped crying, he was paralysed with terror. The tiger grabbed him by the hood of his coat, scooped him up and leapt out of the green woman's path. Behind Vixen the ground shook and split, cracks appeared that were more than big enough to swallow a screaming child.
"Hey! Pick on someone your own size!" Wolverine shouted above the roar of the earth readjusting itself. A tiger's leap away, Vixen breathed reassuringly at the small boy she had deposited and batted him in the direction of his panicked mother with a large soft paw. The boy saved, Vixen turned back to see Wolverine leaping enthusiastically into the air above the heaving and bucking ground. Vixen roared a warning as the trees around Wolverine reached out to grab and swipe at him. Logan swiped right back, branches fell to the ground, but he wasn't quick enough. The trees encased him, wrapped him in their branches with his hands pinned to his sides.
Enraged Vixen-as-tiger charged the green clad young woman, succeeding at bowling her over. But as the earth shook in anger, Vixen received a heavy kick to the ribs before being pulled back by yet more tree branches...
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Water surged like rapids through the main streets of the city. Shop windows shattered under the incredible pressure, and the high winds made heavy surf on the waves that clouded the whole world in white. Scott and Rogue clambered from the first storey window of the building they had come through, onto the roof of a stranded police car with its blue lights still flashing. Its former occupants were struggling to make headway, swimming through the swell.
"Rogue!" Cyclops shouted above the roar of the water. "Hold on to me!" He lay down on the roof of the car and reached out to the drowning policemen, feeling with gratitude Rogue grabbing his ankles. The first officer somehow grasped Scott's hand, but a sudden surge threatened to drag Scott into the water again. "No you don't'!" Scott yelled, grabbing the stranded man with his other hand too and slowly pulling him in.
Rogue heard it first, the dull laughter above and somehow in the roar of the flood. Thinking her ears were playing tricks on her, she ignored it, grasping Cyclops' legs harder. He wasn't going to drown like Jean had! But then the laughter came again, and Scott began to slip form her grasp, uniform made to slimy to grip with the amount of froth and water in the air.
"Cyclops! I can't hold you!"
"One more second, Rogue!" The second policeman was starting to sink, to exhausted to keep swimming. Suddenly a figure burst out of the water itself, a transparent woman walking across the tumult towards them. Rogue screamed out to the policemen to move, but they couldn't hear her. The strange woman didn't even look at the men as she commanded the water to suck down first the one Cyclops couldn't reach, and then the one he was holding. She looked straight at Rogue as Cyclops, refusing to give up on the man he held, slid completely from her grasp and started to go headfirst into the water.
"No way!" Rogue screamed above the laughing water, the groans of the men drowning. "No way lady!" She threw down her left glove and with both hands now bared and cold, she flung herself at the woman. For a second she brushed a consciousness, a small girl crying in a body she no longer controlled, but then Rogue plummeted through the woman as though she were only water. Before Rogue could take a breath she was in the flood, cold, disorientated and couldn't tell which way was up....
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"Kurt, I ain't wandering the city til the bars shut, we gotta have a plan about this." Gambit said as he jogged and Nightcrawler poof!-ed along besides him. "I say, Garthen Doking tryin' to take over the world, he do it from there." Gambit pointed out past the city to where the White House stood in its extensive grounds.
"Great. I'm not sure this is such a good idea, Gambit. I'm not exactly a popular figure in the White House these days." Gambit looked at his teammate with a sideways glance. "I did try and assassinate the President not so long go."
"Then you know your way round, eh ami?" Gambit didn't smile; he wasn't so fond of assassins. "Could be useful."
"Actually, not really." Kurt smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't in my right mind. I can get us there quicker than this though..." He grabbed Gambit's left shoulder and they disappeared between places.
A moment later, Gambit opened his eyes, shook his brown mane and took a deep breath. They were stood on the White House lawn, whilst above the storm raged, lightning snaking from clouds to nearby trees, blowing them apart and setting them on fire. The atmosphere was thick with the smell of smoke, wet wood burning despite itself.
"I think we've found them." Muttered Kurt...
A/N: Reviews always welcome! Nearly finished, hope you have all enjoyed it, and thanks for all your support...
Scene 29
The blond haired, blue-eyed five-year-old named Thomas stood in the heavy rain in the corner of the park and screamed. He was scared and lost. The storm had been bad enough, but his mommy had to go to work and needed to drop him off at his grandparents on the way. But then as they were crossing the park like they always did, the earth shook and the trees waved. His mommy had screamed and thrown Thomas towards the road before a tree fell just were he had been stood. The ground cracked and he couldn't see his mommy any more. So he screamed and he screamed and he screamed, even though nobody came.
But suddenly through the darkness of the rain he could see a figure. A tall woman dressed in green, masked and with long, brown hair came towards him in the storm. The trees above him seemed to lean towards the lady. She hadn't seen him, to he screamed again, too scared to make any other noise, tears flooding down his cheeks. With empty eyes the green woman frowned at him slightly, and raised a hand.
Out of nowhere a huge white cat charged down on little Thomas, teeth bared. Thomas stopped crying, he was paralysed with terror. The tiger grabbed him by the hood of his coat, scooped him up and leapt out of the green woman's path. Behind Vixen the ground shook and split, cracks appeared that were more than big enough to swallow a screaming child.
"Hey! Pick on someone your own size!" Wolverine shouted above the roar of the earth readjusting itself. A tiger's leap away, Vixen breathed reassuringly at the small boy she had deposited and batted him in the direction of his panicked mother with a large soft paw. The boy saved, Vixen turned back to see Wolverine leaping enthusiastically into the air above the heaving and bucking ground. Vixen roared a warning as the trees around Wolverine reached out to grab and swipe at him. Logan swiped right back, branches fell to the ground, but he wasn't quick enough. The trees encased him, wrapped him in their branches with his hands pinned to his sides.
Enraged Vixen-as-tiger charged the green clad young woman, succeeding at bowling her over. But as the earth shook in anger, Vixen received a heavy kick to the ribs before being pulled back by yet more tree branches...
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Water surged like rapids through the main streets of the city. Shop windows shattered under the incredible pressure, and the high winds made heavy surf on the waves that clouded the whole world in white. Scott and Rogue clambered from the first storey window of the building they had come through, onto the roof of a stranded police car with its blue lights still flashing. Its former occupants were struggling to make headway, swimming through the swell.
"Rogue!" Cyclops shouted above the roar of the water. "Hold on to me!" He lay down on the roof of the car and reached out to the drowning policemen, feeling with gratitude Rogue grabbing his ankles. The first officer somehow grasped Scott's hand, but a sudden surge threatened to drag Scott into the water again. "No you don't'!" Scott yelled, grabbing the stranded man with his other hand too and slowly pulling him in.
Rogue heard it first, the dull laughter above and somehow in the roar of the flood. Thinking her ears were playing tricks on her, she ignored it, grasping Cyclops' legs harder. He wasn't going to drown like Jean had! But then the laughter came again, and Scott began to slip form her grasp, uniform made to slimy to grip with the amount of froth and water in the air.
"Cyclops! I can't hold you!"
"One more second, Rogue!" The second policeman was starting to sink, to exhausted to keep swimming. Suddenly a figure burst out of the water itself, a transparent woman walking across the tumult towards them. Rogue screamed out to the policemen to move, but they couldn't hear her. The strange woman didn't even look at the men as she commanded the water to suck down first the one Cyclops couldn't reach, and then the one he was holding. She looked straight at Rogue as Cyclops, refusing to give up on the man he held, slid completely from her grasp and started to go headfirst into the water.
"No way!" Rogue screamed above the laughing water, the groans of the men drowning. "No way lady!" She threw down her left glove and with both hands now bared and cold, she flung herself at the woman. For a second she brushed a consciousness, a small girl crying in a body she no longer controlled, but then Rogue plummeted through the woman as though she were only water. Before Rogue could take a breath she was in the flood, cold, disorientated and couldn't tell which way was up....
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"Kurt, I ain't wandering the city til the bars shut, we gotta have a plan about this." Gambit said as he jogged and Nightcrawler poof!-ed along besides him. "I say, Garthen Doking tryin' to take over the world, he do it from there." Gambit pointed out past the city to where the White House stood in its extensive grounds.
"Great. I'm not sure this is such a good idea, Gambit. I'm not exactly a popular figure in the White House these days." Gambit looked at his teammate with a sideways glance. "I did try and assassinate the President not so long go."
"Then you know your way round, eh ami?" Gambit didn't smile; he wasn't so fond of assassins. "Could be useful."
"Actually, not really." Kurt smiled sheepishly. "I wasn't in my right mind. I can get us there quicker than this though..." He grabbed Gambit's left shoulder and they disappeared between places.
A moment later, Gambit opened his eyes, shook his brown mane and took a deep breath. They were stood on the White House lawn, whilst above the storm raged, lightning snaking from clouds to nearby trees, blowing them apart and setting them on fire. The atmosphere was thick with the smell of smoke, wet wood burning despite itself.
"I think we've found them." Muttered Kurt...