Grief

When Pietro woke up the next morning, Lance still wasn't home. Pietro tried not to show how worried he really was. When he got to school, he noticed something very strange. None of the X-Geeks were there. An ominous feeling came over him. Pietro clenched his fists. 'Something must have happened,' he though worriedly.
He finally ran into the New Recruits at lunch. He marched up to them. "Alright, what the hell is going on?!"

They looked up in surprise, which quickly turned to anger. "Geeze Pietro," snapped Amara. "Can't you ever just leave us alone? We're going through a hard time right now, and none of us want to get into one of your stupid little battles. God, just go away."

Pietro set his jaw. "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me what happened. None of the other X-Men are in school, not Kitty, not any of them. And Lance has been missing since last night. Now tell me the truth. What happened?!?"

Amara's expression softened somewhat. "You mean you don't know?"

"Obviously not," Pietro spat, annoyed because of the tone she had used with him before. "Care to enlighten me?"

Amara frowned. "Well, Kitty was really upset after the whole 'punk look' fiasco the other day. She ran into Lance, and they went off together. We only just found out that they stole the X-Jet and flew it to the Sahara Desert. Kitty wanted some time away from everything I guess."

Pietro's eyes flashed with a mixture of shock, anger, jealously, and concern. "The Sahara Desert? Why the hell would they go there? What a second, are they still there? Together? Why the hell haven't they been brought back yet?!"

Amara smirked at him. He was quite obviously upset at the thought of Kitty and Lance alone together in the desert. Not to mention jealous. The excessive swearing and back to back questions proved that. "Relax. Professor X left this morning with the other X-Men to go and get them."

Pietro colored slightly. He hadn't meant to sound so..well, jealous. "Whatever," he sneered, trying to regain his composure. "Like I care anyway." He stalked off towards the main doors. The thought of spending the rest of the day at school while Kitty was half way around the world with Lance was unbearable. In a flash, he had decided to go to the desert himself. 'Just to kick Lance's ass for not telling me,' he tried to convince himself. But the other, more reasonable, part of his brain reminded him that he did not want Lance alone with Kitty for any longer. "Oh God," he muttered to himself. "Who am I kidding, I don't him anywhere near her. The only guy allowed to spend time alone with her is me." With that in mind, Pietro sped off towards the Sahara Desert. Little did he know what he would find.

********************In the Blackbird with the X- Men*************************

Rogue sat in her seat anxiously staring out the window. The other X- Men chatted obliviously around her. Only Kurt looked a little nervous. They obviously thought that Kitty was fine. But Rogue couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened. Lightning zipped by the plain and struck the ground below. A few seconds later thunder boomed. Rain began to pour from the sky. 'That's odd,' Rogue thought. 'It hardly ever rains in the desert.' It was almost as if the earth was crying, mourning a loss. Rogue clutched the armrest. Now she was certain that something bad had happened. The rest of the X-Men had stopped talking. They seemed to be thinking the same thing that Rogue was.

************************Back to Kitty and Lance****************************

Kitty looked up when it started raining. She had never seen it rain this hard anywhere before. It was like a sign or something. She couldn't believe how drastically her life had changed in the last 24 hours. To review, she'd humiliated herself at school, cried on Kurt's shoulder, ran away from her best friends, stolen the X-Jet, crashed the X-Jet, cried more than she ever had in her whole life, and.Lance. She glanced down at him and crumpled into miserable sobs yet again.

We all begin with good intent,

when love is raw and young.

We believe that we can change ourselves,

the past can be undone.

But we carry on our back the burdens time always reveals.

In the lonely light of morning,

in the wound that would not heal.

It's the bitter taste of losing everything I've held so dear.

Kitty couldn't believe how careless she had been. Lance was dead. Dead. He died trying to do something nice for her. She had never even truly appreciated him. All that he was, all that he could be. And she would never find out now. Lance's life was over. He would never graduate, get married, have children, get a job, anything. Kitty looked up at the sky. It flashed and crashed with lightning and thunder. The rain had soaked her to the bone, and her hair was plastered to her face. "I'm sorry," she whispered. "I am so sorry Lance." Suddenly, Kitty's body jerked, and she screamed as loud as she could. "DID YOU HEAR THAT? I'M SORRY!! I'M SO SORRY!" Her voice was ragged with sobs, and hoarse from screaming so hard. She collapsed onto her knees on the sand. A combination of immense grief and rage at the unfairness of it all filled her. She began to pound her fists into the sand. "It's not fair!" she shouted. "It's.not.fair. He was too young to die! Too young, too young."

******************************Pietro*************************************

Little did Kitty know, but Pietro was standing on a sand dune a little ways away from her. He had seen everything. The mangled X-Jet, Kitty crying, Kitty screaming, Kitty's breakdown. And..Lance's body. Laying there in the sand, not moving. Rain dripped off of every part of his body. His magnificent silvery hair hung in clumps around his face. The rain mixed with the tears on his face, and he didn't even realize that he was crying until he tasted salt. Lance was dead. His best friend, one of the few people he trusted, dead. Gone. As he watched Kitty sobbing, hatred filled him. How could she have let this happen? How could she have been so careless? Blinded by his anger, he ran over to her.

Kitty sensed that someone was there. She looked up and gasped. "Pietro? W-What are you doing here?" She looked completely shocked.

"What am I doing here?! Lance is dead Pryde. Do you understand that? HE'S DEAD!" roared Pietro.

Kitty was horrified. Tears poured down her face. "P-Pietro, I I know. I.I.I am so s-sorry."

"Sorry? You're sorry?!?! Sorry doesn't change a thing! Sorry doesn't bring back my best friend! You killed him Kitty. YOU KILLED LANCE!!!"

Hearing the words said out loud made everything all the more real for Kitty. She had never felt this awful in her entire life. "N-No, no, I d- didn't. It was an accident, an accident Pietro. I s-swear." She could hardly speak.

All of the life seemed to go out of Pietro at once. He crumpled to the ground sobbing. "No, no, it can't be. Lance, you can't be dead. You can't leave me! No one else understands, no one." He hung his head and cried.

Kitty was struck by the tenderness of the moment. She had never seen Pietro vulnerable before. She fought to gain control of herself. "P- Pietro," she ventured. "I- please don't hate me. I n-never meant for this to happen. I-I miss him just as much as you do."

Pietro's head snapped up. He gave her a look of pure hatred. "Don't you EVER say that again. Don't even think it. You will never miss him more than I will. Lance was the only person I trusted. After my father screwed me and Wanda over, I had no one. Do you understand that Pryde? No one. When I joined the Brotherhood, I finally learned what friends and trust were. And now you've taken that away from me. You've taken everything. My dignity, my pride, my best friend, my h- oh never mind. You have no idea what it's like. You and your cushy little X-Man life."

Kitty went from shocked to furious in a matter of seconds. "I loved him Pietro, okay? I loved him. The only boy I ever loved died while I held him in my arms. Do you understand that? Don't you dare tell me how I should feel! You have no right. I have been crazed with grief for the last 12 hours. Don't you think that I feel horrible enough? But no, you have to show up and make me feel even worse. I died inside today, okay? I died inside." Kitty was so angry that she was shaking.

Instead of being angry like she expected him to be, Pietro looked more miserable. "Lance was the only boy you ever l-loved?" he asked slowly, sounding like a little child.

"Yes!" Kitty snapped. "Lance made me feel special, normal. No other guy has ever, ever done that for me. I will probably never mind someone as amazing and perfect as he was."

"O-Oh," said Pietro miserably. He stood up and looked deep into Kitty's eyes. "Perhaps your true love could prove you wrong."

"What are you talking about Pietro?" Kitty asked.

But he was already gone. Kitty could just make out a blur on the horizon. She sank onto her knees once more and let the tears fall freely. 5 minutes later, she heard a buzzing sound overhead. The Blackbird was landing nearby. Kitty curled herself up into a ball next to Lance and scrunched her eyes shut. "Just go away, I just want everything to go away. I want to be numb."

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Well, there you have it. Since I'm going to a play instead of school tomorrow (tee he hee), I decided to update. Was it any good? I hope I didn't mess up the sad parts. I really tried to convey the feeling. Let me know what you think.

~Druid-Pristess~