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 16- Hello Mommy
"Did you see Lash and John?" Asked Rogue. "I wanted to know how things were going between them."
"Lash said everything was fine."
"Fine in a good way or fine in a bad way?"
"Fine in a good way."
"Are you sure?"
"Yea," He paused. "I mean I haven't talked to John yet, but Lash seemed happy. She was looking for Vatic when I talked to her."
"Vatic?"
"Yea she wanted to talk to him." He explained. "Vatic wasn't happy when she told him about her and John."
"It is obvious that he has feelings for her."
"I hope he doesn't take it too hard."
"Don't worry," Rogue assured him and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. "Everything is going to be fine."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"How much more?" He asked Magneto as he hovered over Lady Deathstrike who they had laid down on a table.
"A few more minutes and the adamantium will be fully extracted." He replied as bits of the metal leaked out through holes and pores of her body. "How do you know this will even work?"
"It will work," He said. "It has, too."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I can't reach him, Lash. I'm sorry."
"What do you mean 'you can't find him'? Professor, he can't be to far away I just him an hour ago."
"Distance doesn't have anything to do with it, Lash. Vatic, is a powerful telepath and if he doesn't want me locating him I won't be able to."
"Try again, please Professor. I really need to talk to him."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"It's all done? There's no more left?"
"Well, of course there's some left, m'boy. I didn't touch her bones." He breathed out a sigh of exhaustion. He wasn't the young man he used to be.
"Besides, her bones I mean."
"It's all out."
"Good."
"Now what do you plan on doing?" he asked curiously. "She's dead, you do realize."
"I realize, but death can be just as temporary as living."
"Plan on playing God?"
"I thought you said that just like God, mutants are above humans."
"I did say that."
"Now, let's get that heart pumping." His hands hovered above Lady Deathstrike's chest and he closed his eyes in concentration.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"He probably just wants some time alone, Lash." Wolverine offered. "It's not uncommon for a guy to want to want some space when he gets turned down."
"He wasn't turned down." She sighed and ducked under his punch then attempted a tornado kick.
"He wasn't?"
"You have to ask first to be turned down."
"You're right." Punch, jab, kick.
"I'm just worried about him." She blocked his kicked and picked up her defense. "The professor couldn't find him anywhere even using Cerebro. I don't want him leaving when we're on bad terms."
"Vatic will come around on his own time."
"How can you be sure?"
"I've been around longer than you have." He said. "Besides, I'm your father so just take my word for it."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Could you explain to me how all of this works exactly?" Asked Magneto.
"It's easy."
"Bringing back someone from the dead is easy?" He looked disbelieving. "What are you doing?"
"I need to get her heart pumping, again." He laid his hands on her abdomen. "Then the rest should follow from there."
"Even if you do get it working her brain has been too oxygen deprived. Her lungs are filled with water."
"Yes, they are. But she is self healing, is she not? Once her body starts up again it will automatically ex spell the fluid from her lungs and she'll be able to breathe once more. And as for her brain, self healing as well. I have a theory that since she died before the water filled her lungs her brain won't be terribly damaged."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"There's always mind control." He said nonchalantly. "But I'd rather that she came back of her own free will."
"Well, I know one things for certain." Magneto stated.
"What?"
"I've never seen a boy or man do anything quite as extravagant as this to get his girl back."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"So Vatic isn't back yet?" Asked Rogue as she leaned back against Bobby. The four friends had met at the quad and sat under a tree as the day began to close. It was darkening, but they didn't notice or didn't mind.
"Wolverine said he just needed time since-"
"You chose me over him." Pyro offered.
"I didn't choose you over him. It was just that he was never really a choice."
"Still, you chose me over him."
"Fine, I chose you over him." She sighed and he chuckled as he put him arms around her.
"That's what I thought."
"It's really nice out." Rogue observed.
"It is." Bobby agreed.
"Very romantic." Rogue continued as the sun was really beginning to set now over the tree tops of the estate.
"Yup."
"Yup?" She questioned. "That's what you have to say, yup?"
"Yup."
John and Lash laughed at their friends.
"Bobby, try to have some insight. You're never very poetic."
"That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well, which thou must leave ere long."
He said casually, but then he noticed the stares and gaping open mouths of his friends and girlfriend. "What? I read!"
They were about to bombard him with questions when Kitty came running over.
"Hey Kitty, what's up?"
"Lash, the Professor needs to see you and John, now. It's an emergency."
"Did he say what?" Asked John.
"No, he just said it was urgent."
Lash stood up grabbing John's hand pulling him with her as she sprang into a run. She had a feeling that something bad was happening and it had to do with Vatic. They only stopped running when they reached the Professors office and Wolverine was already inside. John panted and breathed raggedly because they had been running at top speed for at least half a mile, but Lash had gotten her second wind and wasn't at all tired.
"Professor, what's going on?"
"Lash, maybe you should sit down. John, I definitely think you should sit." He sat, she stood looking more impatient then ever.
"Wolverine, what's going on?" She asked her father this time.
"Lash, I don't know how to tell you this. I don't even know how it's even possible, but. . ."
"Here." Xavier said turning on his office TV. with a remote.
There was a scene of buildings on fire and people screaming. A news reporter narrated. "Down at the Sunset Strip Mall a scene of chaos has arose as a woman, seemingly Asian in descent and a positive mutant has stopped traffic tearing cars apart what appears to be metal finger nails."
"No, it's not her. . ."
The man continued. "It started about 20 minutes ago when authorities tried to apprehend her when she caused a disturbance at a locally shop. She was joined by an elder man and a teenage boy who are also mutants. These three have been disarming and picking off officers one by one, as you see here from an early clip."
"No!" Lash screamed. "She's dead! I saw her. Vatic? No, he couldn't have."
"It's seems that Vatic has joined up with Magneto and revived your mother." The Professor tried to explain. "We don't know how, but we're pretty sure that-"
"We have to go to her."
"Lash, that's not a good idea. Magneto is there and since your skeleton is made up of adamantium he will be able to control you."
"I don't care! I'm going."
"Lash! Wait!"
"Wolverine, you can either come with me or go against me." She left the room. "John! Are you coming?" John just looked at the two men, shrugged, and picked himself up following after her.
"Let me get my coat." Logan sighed.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Lash and John had left 2 minutes previous when Logan entered the garage. He jumped on his motorcycle and followed after their scent.
How could this be happening, he though. Deathstrike was dead. I mean, he had killed her, personally. She was dead. He hadn't wanted to kill her, but it was self defense and now that she was alive again. . . He couldn't even think about what was going to happen.
He stopped the bike right besides Scott's borrowed vehicle. He could smell Lash and he knew that the mall was only a block up. He drove up and didn't like the scene that was there. The place was far worse now then they had shown on TV. Actually the TV. reporter was gone and his van was now ripped to pieces. Lash just stood there with John at her side looking at the newly awakened Lady DeathStrike.
"Mom?" She whispered.
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 16- Hello Mommy
"Did you see Lash and John?" Asked Rogue. "I wanted to know how things were going between them."
"Lash said everything was fine."
"Fine in a good way or fine in a bad way?"
"Fine in a good way."
"Are you sure?"
"Yea," He paused. "I mean I haven't talked to John yet, but Lash seemed happy. She was looking for Vatic when I talked to her."
"Vatic?"
"Yea she wanted to talk to him." He explained. "Vatic wasn't happy when she told him about her and John."
"It is obvious that he has feelings for her."
"I hope he doesn't take it too hard."
"Don't worry," Rogue assured him and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek. "Everything is going to be fine."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"How much more?" He asked Magneto as he hovered over Lady Deathstrike who they had laid down on a table.
"A few more minutes and the adamantium will be fully extracted." He replied as bits of the metal leaked out through holes and pores of her body. "How do you know this will even work?"
"It will work," He said. "It has, too."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"I can't reach him, Lash. I'm sorry."
"What do you mean 'you can't find him'? Professor, he can't be to far away I just him an hour ago."
"Distance doesn't have anything to do with it, Lash. Vatic, is a powerful telepath and if he doesn't want me locating him I won't be able to."
"Try again, please Professor. I really need to talk to him."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"It's all done? There's no more left?"
"Well, of course there's some left, m'boy. I didn't touch her bones." He breathed out a sigh of exhaustion. He wasn't the young man he used to be.
"Besides, her bones I mean."
"It's all out."
"Good."
"Now what do you plan on doing?" he asked curiously. "She's dead, you do realize."
"I realize, but death can be just as temporary as living."
"Plan on playing God?"
"I thought you said that just like God, mutants are above humans."
"I did say that."
"Now, let's get that heart pumping." His hands hovered above Lady Deathstrike's chest and he closed his eyes in concentration.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"He probably just wants some time alone, Lash." Wolverine offered. "It's not uncommon for a guy to want to want some space when he gets turned down."
"He wasn't turned down." She sighed and ducked under his punch then attempted a tornado kick.
"He wasn't?"
"You have to ask first to be turned down."
"You're right." Punch, jab, kick.
"I'm just worried about him." She blocked his kicked and picked up her defense. "The professor couldn't find him anywhere even using Cerebro. I don't want him leaving when we're on bad terms."
"Vatic will come around on his own time."
"How can you be sure?"
"I've been around longer than you have." He said. "Besides, I'm your father so just take my word for it."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"Could you explain to me how all of this works exactly?" Asked Magneto.
"It's easy."
"Bringing back someone from the dead is easy?" He looked disbelieving. "What are you doing?"
"I need to get her heart pumping, again." He laid his hands on her abdomen. "Then the rest should follow from there."
"Even if you do get it working her brain has been too oxygen deprived. Her lungs are filled with water."
"Yes, they are. But she is self healing, is she not? Once her body starts up again it will automatically ex spell the fluid from her lungs and she'll be able to breathe once more. And as for her brain, self healing as well. I have a theory that since she died before the water filled her lungs her brain won't be terribly damaged."
"What if it doesn't work?"
"There's always mind control." He said nonchalantly. "But I'd rather that she came back of her own free will."
"Well, I know one things for certain." Magneto stated.
"What?"
"I've never seen a boy or man do anything quite as extravagant as this to get his girl back."
* * * * * * * * * * * *
"So Vatic isn't back yet?" Asked Rogue as she leaned back against Bobby. The four friends had met at the quad and sat under a tree as the day began to close. It was darkening, but they didn't notice or didn't mind.
"Wolverine said he just needed time since-"
"You chose me over him." Pyro offered.
"I didn't choose you over him. It was just that he was never really a choice."
"Still, you chose me over him."
"Fine, I chose you over him." She sighed and he chuckled as he put him arms around her.
"That's what I thought."
"It's really nice out." Rogue observed.
"It is." Bobby agreed.
"Very romantic." Rogue continued as the sun was really beginning to set now over the tree tops of the estate.
"Yup."
"Yup?" She questioned. "That's what you have to say, yup?"
"Yup."
John and Lash laughed at their friends.
"Bobby, try to have some insight. You're never very poetic."
"That time of year thou mayst in me behold
When yellow leaves, or none, or few, do hang
Upon those boughs which shake against the cold,
Bare ruined choirs, where late the sweet birds sang.
In me thou see'st the twilight of such day
As after sunset fadeth in the west;
Which by and by black night doth take away,
Death's second self, that seals up all in rest.
In me thou see'st the glowing of such fire,
That on the ashes of his youth doth lie,
As the death-bed, whereon it must expire,
Consum'd with that which it was nourish'd by.
This thou perceiv'st, which makes thy love more strong,
To love that well, which thou must leave ere long."
He said casually, but then he noticed the stares and gaping open mouths of his friends and girlfriend. "What? I read!"
They were about to bombard him with questions when Kitty came running over.
"Hey Kitty, what's up?"
"Lash, the Professor needs to see you and John, now. It's an emergency."
"Did he say what?" Asked John.
"No, he just said it was urgent."
Lash stood up grabbing John's hand pulling him with her as she sprang into a run. She had a feeling that something bad was happening and it had to do with Vatic. They only stopped running when they reached the Professors office and Wolverine was already inside. John panted and breathed raggedly because they had been running at top speed for at least half a mile, but Lash had gotten her second wind and wasn't at all tired.
"Professor, what's going on?"
"Lash, maybe you should sit down. John, I definitely think you should sit." He sat, she stood looking more impatient then ever.
"Wolverine, what's going on?" She asked her father this time.
"Lash, I don't know how to tell you this. I don't even know how it's even possible, but. . ."
"Here." Xavier said turning on his office TV. with a remote.
There was a scene of buildings on fire and people screaming. A news reporter narrated. "Down at the Sunset Strip Mall a scene of chaos has arose as a woman, seemingly Asian in descent and a positive mutant has stopped traffic tearing cars apart what appears to be metal finger nails."
"No, it's not her. . ."
The man continued. "It started about 20 minutes ago when authorities tried to apprehend her when she caused a disturbance at a locally shop. She was joined by an elder man and a teenage boy who are also mutants. These three have been disarming and picking off officers one by one, as you see here from an early clip."
"No!" Lash screamed. "She's dead! I saw her. Vatic? No, he couldn't have."
"It's seems that Vatic has joined up with Magneto and revived your mother." The Professor tried to explain. "We don't know how, but we're pretty sure that-"
"We have to go to her."
"Lash, that's not a good idea. Magneto is there and since your skeleton is made up of adamantium he will be able to control you."
"I don't care! I'm going."
"Lash! Wait!"
"Wolverine, you can either come with me or go against me." She left the room. "John! Are you coming?" John just looked at the two men, shrugged, and picked himself up following after her.
"Let me get my coat." Logan sighed.
* * * * * * * * * * * *
Lash and John had left 2 minutes previous when Logan entered the garage. He jumped on his motorcycle and followed after their scent.
How could this be happening, he though. Deathstrike was dead. I mean, he had killed her, personally. She was dead. He hadn't wanted to kill her, but it was self defense and now that she was alive again. . . He couldn't even think about what was going to happen.
He stopped the bike right besides Scott's borrowed vehicle. He could smell Lash and he knew that the mall was only a block up. He drove up and didn't like the scene that was there. The place was far worse now then they had shown on TV. Actually the TV. reporter was gone and his van was now ripped to pieces. Lash just stood there with John at her side looking at the newly awakened Lady DeathStrike.
"Mom?" She whispered.