Daughter of a Wolf
By Daughter of Endymion (Doe)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I only own my personal creation, Calypso Oyama a.k.a. Lash, everything else is owned by Marvel or whoever owns the X-men.
Feedback: Yes'm.
Chapter 15- Break Ups and Make Ups
"Hey, Lash." He didn't even look up. He seemed to busy playing with some pebbles on the ground with his foot.
"John I- I'm sorry, John." She sighed while struggling to continue. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell Vatic that we're boyfriend and girlfriend. We're still boyfriend and girlfriend, aren't we?"
"Lash," He began still not looking at her. "It depends."
"Depends? On what?"
"Are you ashamed?" This time he said it quietly without accusation in his voice.
"No, you know that I'm not ashamed of you."
"Then why didn't you tell him? I know it's not because it 'slipped' your mind." He finally looked her in the eye. 'He looks so vulnerable,' she though. 'So unlike him.'
"I just didn't know how'd he react. John, I thought he was still under Strykers control. If you knew I'd moved on he, he wouldn't like it."
"So? You've done things before that people haven't liked. You've done things that Wolverine hasn't liked, that I haven't liked."
"I know and I'm sorry. I'm going to tell them as soon I see him."
"Them?" He asked.
"Wolverine and Vatic."
"I sort of told Wolverine already."
"You did what?" Anger in her voice.
"He took it pretty well."
"I wanted to tell him."
"He found me sulking in the training room and it all sort of came out."
"He was ok with it?"
"Yea, I think he was."
"Good."
"Yea." He said, followed by awkward silence. "Lash, I'm sorry for over reacting."
She smiled. "Thanks, John. You did accept my apology, didn't-" But before she could finished he scooped her head into a kiss. "I guess that's a yes."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hey, Vatic."
"Hey, Lips." He smiled at her as she entered his new room.
"Can we talk?"
"Always." She sat next to him on the bed.
"I want you to know something, something important."
"Is everything alright?" He looked concerned.
"Everything is fine, it's better than fine. It's great."
"Then what do we need to talk about?"
"I have. . . I have a boyfriend. John. You met him."
"Oh, I see." He did see.
"We've been dating for a few weeks now and I really like him." She explained. "Say something."
"I'm, uh, happy for you. You always wanted something normal."
"John, isn't normal. Besides, I never wanted anything normal."
"Do you love him?" He asked almost angrily.
"We haven't got to that stage of the relationship yet where we exchange declarations of love."
"Lash, could you excuse me?"
"Vatic."
"Please." He asked.
"Alright, I'll go, but we really have to talk about this."
"There isn't anything to talk about."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Magneto, its Vatic. I need to leave, now."
"Why the rush?"
"If I want to get to Canada by tonight we have to leave now."
"Canada?"
"I'll explain on the way."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Lash, hey."
"Hey, Wolverine."
"How's things?" He asked.
"Better."
"Better between you and John?"
"Yea."
"Is John better, too?"
"Yea, he's good now. We've straightened everything out."
"Well, that's good."
"Thanks for talking to him before. He appreciated it."
"It was no problem. I know how he felt."
"I appreciate it, too. I know how the two of you don't always get along and it maybe hard for you to see John in the way I do. . . Actually I don't want you to see him the way I see him." They both chuckled at the remark. "But it means a lot to me that you've given him a chance. Do you have to be somewhere or maybe you and I could maybe train? We haven't really been having a lot of "father/daughter" quality time."
"Yea, sounds great."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hey, Bobby." She saw him coming up the hallway.
"Hey, Lash."
"Have you seen, Vatic?"
"Vatic?" He though it over for a minute. "No, but I was over by his wing before and I didn't see him."
"Oh."
"What's wrong?" He asked in his usual caring, Bobbyish way.
"It's just that when I told him that John and I were dating-"
"He wasn't jumping for joy."
"Exactly."
"So everything is cool between you and John now?"
"Yea," She smiled. "Everything's fine."
"Good, I'm glad. I hate to see him when he depressed. I hope you find, Vatic."
"Thanks, Bobby."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I'm assuming Lash isn't with you." Magneto looked over the sullen, but angry looking youth as he boarded the air craft.
"No, but she will be," He smirked beastly. "soon."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Professor," Lash smiled as she opened the door to the office.
"Hello, Lash. Can I help you with anything?"
"I'm having a problem locating, Vatic. Could you mind checking where he is?"
"Lash, if Vatic doesn't want to be found I won't be able to find him. He is an unusually strong telepath for his age."
"Could you just try, please? I'm worried about him. Before we had a tiff about John and I."
"Ah, I see."
"Please, try."
"Alright, but I can't promise anything, Lash."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Honestly, my boy, I didn't think you would ever want to come back to this place." Magneto observed the surroundings of one of Strykers old lairs. The adamantium was still bubbling from the never ending intense heat.
"I have no desire to be here and we'll leave as soon as I find what I'm looking for."
"And what exactly are you looking for?"
"Her." He said looking at Lady Deathstrike's seemingly dead body which had an eerily effect for her skin remained perfectly porcelain smooth. It was like death had never touched her.
By Daughter of Endymion (Doe)
Rating: Pg-13
Disclaimer: I only own my personal creation, Calypso Oyama a.k.a. Lash, everything else is owned by Marvel or whoever owns the X-men.
Feedback: Yes'm.
Chapter 15- Break Ups and Make Ups
"Hey, Lash." He didn't even look up. He seemed to busy playing with some pebbles on the ground with his foot.
"John I- I'm sorry, John." She sighed while struggling to continue. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell Vatic that we're boyfriend and girlfriend. We're still boyfriend and girlfriend, aren't we?"
"Lash," He began still not looking at her. "It depends."
"Depends? On what?"
"Are you ashamed?" This time he said it quietly without accusation in his voice.
"No, you know that I'm not ashamed of you."
"Then why didn't you tell him? I know it's not because it 'slipped' your mind." He finally looked her in the eye. 'He looks so vulnerable,' she though. 'So unlike him.'
"I just didn't know how'd he react. John, I thought he was still under Strykers control. If you knew I'd moved on he, he wouldn't like it."
"So? You've done things before that people haven't liked. You've done things that Wolverine hasn't liked, that I haven't liked."
"I know and I'm sorry. I'm going to tell them as soon I see him."
"Them?" He asked.
"Wolverine and Vatic."
"I sort of told Wolverine already."
"You did what?" Anger in her voice.
"He took it pretty well."
"I wanted to tell him."
"He found me sulking in the training room and it all sort of came out."
"He was ok with it?"
"Yea, I think he was."
"Good."
"Yea." He said, followed by awkward silence. "Lash, I'm sorry for over reacting."
She smiled. "Thanks, John. You did accept my apology, didn't-" But before she could finished he scooped her head into a kiss. "I guess that's a yes."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hey, Vatic."
"Hey, Lips." He smiled at her as she entered his new room.
"Can we talk?"
"Always." She sat next to him on the bed.
"I want you to know something, something important."
"Is everything alright?" He looked concerned.
"Everything is fine, it's better than fine. It's great."
"Then what do we need to talk about?"
"I have. . . I have a boyfriend. John. You met him."
"Oh, I see." He did see.
"We've been dating for a few weeks now and I really like him." She explained. "Say something."
"I'm, uh, happy for you. You always wanted something normal."
"John, isn't normal. Besides, I never wanted anything normal."
"Do you love him?" He asked almost angrily.
"We haven't got to that stage of the relationship yet where we exchange declarations of love."
"Lash, could you excuse me?"
"Vatic."
"Please." He asked.
"Alright, I'll go, but we really have to talk about this."
"There isn't anything to talk about."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Magneto, its Vatic. I need to leave, now."
"Why the rush?"
"If I want to get to Canada by tonight we have to leave now."
"Canada?"
"I'll explain on the way."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Lash, hey."
"Hey, Wolverine."
"How's things?" He asked.
"Better."
"Better between you and John?"
"Yea."
"Is John better, too?"
"Yea, he's good now. We've straightened everything out."
"Well, that's good."
"Thanks for talking to him before. He appreciated it."
"It was no problem. I know how he felt."
"I appreciate it, too. I know how the two of you don't always get along and it maybe hard for you to see John in the way I do. . . Actually I don't want you to see him the way I see him." They both chuckled at the remark. "But it means a lot to me that you've given him a chance. Do you have to be somewhere or maybe you and I could maybe train? We haven't really been having a lot of "father/daughter" quality time."
"Yea, sounds great."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Hey, Bobby." She saw him coming up the hallway.
"Hey, Lash."
"Have you seen, Vatic?"
"Vatic?" He though it over for a minute. "No, but I was over by his wing before and I didn't see him."
"Oh."
"What's wrong?" He asked in his usual caring, Bobbyish way.
"It's just that when I told him that John and I were dating-"
"He wasn't jumping for joy."
"Exactly."
"So everything is cool between you and John now?"
"Yea," She smiled. "Everything's fine."
"Good, I'm glad. I hate to see him when he depressed. I hope you find, Vatic."
"Thanks, Bobby."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I'm assuming Lash isn't with you." Magneto looked over the sullen, but angry looking youth as he boarded the air craft.
"No, but she will be," He smirked beastly. "soon."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Professor," Lash smiled as she opened the door to the office.
"Hello, Lash. Can I help you with anything?"
"I'm having a problem locating, Vatic. Could you mind checking where he is?"
"Lash, if Vatic doesn't want to be found I won't be able to find him. He is an unusually strong telepath for his age."
"Could you just try, please? I'm worried about him. Before we had a tiff about John and I."
"Ah, I see."
"Please, try."
"Alright, but I can't promise anything, Lash."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Honestly, my boy, I didn't think you would ever want to come back to this place." Magneto observed the surroundings of one of Strykers old lairs. The adamantium was still bubbling from the never ending intense heat.
"I have no desire to be here and we'll leave as soon as I find what I'm looking for."
"And what exactly are you looking for?"
"Her." He said looking at Lady Deathstrike's seemingly dead body which had an eerily effect for her skin remained perfectly porcelain smooth. It was like death had never touched her.