~A/N: Chapter 3. Please forgive spelling and grammar errors. I'm a
dyslexic. Wow okay I have to apologize for something, I said that the
painting in the beginning was from the Renaissance, which would make sense
if this story wasn't about the Middle Ages, and they probably wouldn't have
painting a picture of.well.you'll see.~
She was still very lost. And very bored. It doesn't seem possible right? That someone in another time period with no idea what was going on could get bored. But this was Jubilee, the definition of ADD. She walked past venders who were slowly closing up their carts. She noticed less and less people walking the streets.
'What the hell is wrong with these people?' she thought 'its, like, just sunset.so its gotta be around 5ish. Why are they all going in?' Stores began to close all around her. A few very sleazy looking bars remained open. Little did she know that as the sunset her fate was sealed. Each of those dying red beams was like a prison bar streaking across the sky. And this medieval world was plunged into darkness; the fate of our heroine was sealed.
"Jeez who turned out the lights?" She said out loud, "this is a really craptastic dream."
"'s about to get worse, child." Said a voice behind her. Jubilee spun around but she couldn't see anything. A huge hand came down onto her shoulder pushing her back into a darkened alley. She could feel breath on her face and searching hands on her person, searching her, touching her, and violating her. Jubilee screamed. And threw out her hands.
"You asked for you bastard!" See could see it happening. Her tiny fingers on her right hand turned green shooting out a mess of green sparks, while those on her left were orange. She could feel the intense heat flowing to her fingers and out her body. The firework like sparks shot out hitting the man who coward over clutching his face hollering.
The young teen burst from the alley panting, nearly crying. She could see no other forms on the pitch-black streets. No windows gave off a reassuring glow to tell her it was okay. Jubilee was alone.
"Amadahy is that you, sister?" Asked a voice. She was going to scream again, and blast this guy to high heaven, if she hadn't heard it. The gentle sound of cards flowing between someone's fingers. The crackle of the paper as it flew almost magically between two hands. Her mind had a flash back to when she had asked her teacher why he shuffled, "habit," he had shrugged, "'s as natural t' me as eatin'."
"Professor LeBeau?" she spun around. It had to been him; she could see those two luminous red eyes that looked only like pulsating pinpricks in the dark.
"Who?" asked the voice, as it approached, "o lord what's wrong with you little one? You looked as if something horrible has happened. You best not be out after dark or your maiden head may be stolen out from under you."
"Say what?" asked Jubilee, "look um."
"Orleans," said the Gambit look alike going into a deep bow that she could only see because of the movement of the little red dots. "And you, child?"
"Renatte," she answered. "What are you doing out."
The dots grew, "nothing of your concern, small one."
"Orleans?" Another voice came quietly to them as if on a breeze. "Brother?"
"I'm here," he replied, "come Amadahy I've found someone."
"Keep your eyes concealed!" said the voice, which sounded closer so Jubilee figured she had joined them, "or she will know you are an Other."
"A what now?" asked Jubilee.
"Those who are different, where are you from?" Said Amadahy who sounded familiar too but Jubilee couldn't put her finger on the voice. She assumed Amadahy meant mutants.
"No no no, I would never turn in Gam-err-Orleans I'm an Other too." Jubilee stated shaking her head.
"Then she can go to Talen's," said Orleans, "he will keep her safe. And when we return we can watch her."
"Mother left me in charge of you, you little brat." Spat Amadahy.
"Come on my loving and beautiful sister, who deserves more then what I can supply her with, please. She needs us."
"For tonight. We shall see in the morning." Amadahy said giving in with a sigh, "I do not know how you can get me to do these things."
"Because I love you sister." Said the two little red dots. Jubilee laughed a little bit. "Now you take her back to Talen's, I.have some work to attend to."
"You are going back to the palace aren't you?" asked Amadahy reproachfully.
"I love her," said Orleans "and I am a man so I make my own decisions, sister." "You will get yourself killed. But go, you are right I have no control over you."
The red dots disappeared leaving the two girls in darkness. "Where's he going?" asked Jubilee.
"None of your business," said his sister, "come Talen will not be happy about this."
"What ever you say your bitchyness."
She was still very lost. And very bored. It doesn't seem possible right? That someone in another time period with no idea what was going on could get bored. But this was Jubilee, the definition of ADD. She walked past venders who were slowly closing up their carts. She noticed less and less people walking the streets.
'What the hell is wrong with these people?' she thought 'its, like, just sunset.so its gotta be around 5ish. Why are they all going in?' Stores began to close all around her. A few very sleazy looking bars remained open. Little did she know that as the sunset her fate was sealed. Each of those dying red beams was like a prison bar streaking across the sky. And this medieval world was plunged into darkness; the fate of our heroine was sealed.
"Jeez who turned out the lights?" She said out loud, "this is a really craptastic dream."
"'s about to get worse, child." Said a voice behind her. Jubilee spun around but she couldn't see anything. A huge hand came down onto her shoulder pushing her back into a darkened alley. She could feel breath on her face and searching hands on her person, searching her, touching her, and violating her. Jubilee screamed. And threw out her hands.
"You asked for you bastard!" See could see it happening. Her tiny fingers on her right hand turned green shooting out a mess of green sparks, while those on her left were orange. She could feel the intense heat flowing to her fingers and out her body. The firework like sparks shot out hitting the man who coward over clutching his face hollering.
The young teen burst from the alley panting, nearly crying. She could see no other forms on the pitch-black streets. No windows gave off a reassuring glow to tell her it was okay. Jubilee was alone.
"Amadahy is that you, sister?" Asked a voice. She was going to scream again, and blast this guy to high heaven, if she hadn't heard it. The gentle sound of cards flowing between someone's fingers. The crackle of the paper as it flew almost magically between two hands. Her mind had a flash back to when she had asked her teacher why he shuffled, "habit," he had shrugged, "'s as natural t' me as eatin'."
"Professor LeBeau?" she spun around. It had to been him; she could see those two luminous red eyes that looked only like pulsating pinpricks in the dark.
"Who?" asked the voice, as it approached, "o lord what's wrong with you little one? You looked as if something horrible has happened. You best not be out after dark or your maiden head may be stolen out from under you."
"Say what?" asked Jubilee, "look um."
"Orleans," said the Gambit look alike going into a deep bow that she could only see because of the movement of the little red dots. "And you, child?"
"Renatte," she answered. "What are you doing out."
The dots grew, "nothing of your concern, small one."
"Orleans?" Another voice came quietly to them as if on a breeze. "Brother?"
"I'm here," he replied, "come Amadahy I've found someone."
"Keep your eyes concealed!" said the voice, which sounded closer so Jubilee figured she had joined them, "or she will know you are an Other."
"A what now?" asked Jubilee.
"Those who are different, where are you from?" Said Amadahy who sounded familiar too but Jubilee couldn't put her finger on the voice. She assumed Amadahy meant mutants.
"No no no, I would never turn in Gam-err-Orleans I'm an Other too." Jubilee stated shaking her head.
"Then she can go to Talen's," said Orleans, "he will keep her safe. And when we return we can watch her."
"Mother left me in charge of you, you little brat." Spat Amadahy.
"Come on my loving and beautiful sister, who deserves more then what I can supply her with, please. She needs us."
"For tonight. We shall see in the morning." Amadahy said giving in with a sigh, "I do not know how you can get me to do these things."
"Because I love you sister." Said the two little red dots. Jubilee laughed a little bit. "Now you take her back to Talen's, I.have some work to attend to."
"You are going back to the palace aren't you?" asked Amadahy reproachfully.
"I love her," said Orleans "and I am a man so I make my own decisions, sister." "You will get yourself killed. But go, you are right I have no control over you."
The red dots disappeared leaving the two girls in darkness. "Where's he going?" asked Jubilee.
"None of your business," said his sister, "come Talen will not be happy about this."
"What ever you say your bitchyness."