This is just a thing I had in my head and wanted to get it out. I hope you
like it.
Don't let the name fool you, this really has nothing to do with the science
of chemistry, it's the other kind.
X-Men: Evolution.
Xavier: Forbidden Chemistry. ('Outcast's Always Mourn')
It was a bright day at the mansion and Xavier sat in his wheelchair with a smile on his face. He was looking out the window of his room thinking about a dream he had the previous night. He was unsure what was in the dream; all he knew was that he liked it. It appealed to him more than anything in quite a while.
He was in the middle of meditation when a sleek red headed woman walked in the room. Xavier's meditation was broken, " Hello, Jean, how are you this morning?"
" Fine." She replied. " How are you doing this morning, Professor?"
" Oh, I suppose I'm doing okay. Something unusual happened this morning. I actually woke up smiling. Ever since our battle with Apocalypse I haven't been able to sleep at night. But I slept last night and it confuses me. I know I had a dream but I can't figure out what it was about."
" Is there anything I can do to help?" Jean asked.
" Yes, I think there is. I would like you to probe my mind and find out what that dream was. If I had a single moment of happiness, then I want to know what it was. 'Cause without memories then happiness is useless."
Jean sat down on Xavier's bed. He wheeled up to her, " Do you think I have something I am trying to keep to myself?"
" I really can't tell until I read your mind, Professor."
Jean put her left hand to the Professor's temple, and then put her right hand to her own. Visions began to flash through her head. " Professor, can you see what I see?"
" No, I can't. What do you see, Jean?"
" I really don't know." Then a blue figure flashed through her mind. Her concentration was broken. She put her hands on her lap and closed her eyes.
" What did you see?" Xavier asked.
" Mystique. I saw Mystique." Jean got up off the professor's bed and walked out of the room.
" Jean, what did you see?" She did not answer.
A few minutes later she walked through one of the hallways in the mansion and saw Rouge. " Oh, Rouge, I was looking for you."
" What do you need, I'm kinda busy."
" I need you to touch me." Jean replied.
" Excuse me." Rouge looked a little mystified.
" Oh, teenage minds are so gross." She frowned, and then continued. " I just read the professor's mind but I can't figure out why he is happy."
" Is there something wrong with being happy?"
" Well, in this case I think there might be. When I probed his mind I saw your mother."
" Now this is something I got to see." She took the glove off of her right hand and touched Jean's temple. She let go after three seconds and began to see what Jean saw. She stopped holding her head and looked at Jean. " Oh, my god."
" What is it? Is something wrong?" Jean asked.
" I don't really know."
" Then what is it."
" Mystique," Rouge began. " The Professors in love with Mystique."
" That can't be. How could the professor love the enemy?" Jean asked.
" Well, when you think about it. no I don't have an answer for that. Maybe you should talk to him about it." Rouge replied.
" Ya I think your right. But not before I do some brown nosing. I think I have an idea about it. But I can't be sure. I'll see you later, Rouge."
" Yeah. Tell me when you find anything out."
Jean walked to her room. When she opened the door she saw Scott. " Hey, Jean, what's up?" he asked.
She put her arms around him and kissed him. Then she sat in the chair adjacent to her desk. " I think Xavier is in love with Mystique."
Scott only gave a look of intense confusion. Then, " Heavy." He put his hand on her shoulder. " How do you know that?" She looked at him. " I mean of course you read his mind, but that's obvious. I mean how could you come to the conclusion that he's in love with her?"
" I had Rouge help me. She touched me in order to absorb my memories of when I read the professor's mind. Sometimes she can organize thought better so I asked her and it worked." She looked at Scott and smiled.
Scott looked at the door that opened to the hallway, " You think it has anything to do with Apocalypse?" He looked at her. he was frowning. " I know that when the professor was under the control of Apocalypse he was in constant mental contact with Mystique. I remember he said that he was able to see the future and what happens to all of us."
Jean interrupted.him, " but he couldn't see what happens to Mystique. But the memories of the vision are still there. They're just resurfacing in his dreams. Scott, do you think that the professor and Mystique are together in the future?"
" I really can't tell you that. The last time I checked Mystique was dead." Scott replied.
Jean lost the smile she had had. " Your right. I need to go see the professor." Jean stood up from her desk chair and walked out of her room. She walked to Xavier's room and knocked on the door, " Professor?" she said.
" Come in, Jean." Jean opened the door. " Jean, I thought we agreed that if you and Scott were going to be together you would do it in the privacy of Scott's house, and not in the mansion. You need to remember that there are children here and we don't want to set a bad example. of any sort. are we clear, Jean?"
Jean frowned, " Yes." She smiled and sat on Xavier's bed again. " You know. You should set a good example, too."
" What do you mean, Jean?" Xavier asked.
" I did some mental research with Rouge and even a little with Scott. I know you don't know what I'm talking about so I'll just some out and say it. Professor, Your in love with Mystique."
Xavier only looked baffled. " No, that can't be. I don't think I could do that. She's one of our greatest enemies. That is impossible."
" Professor, love has no boundaries. I think in this case the phrase: 'Opposites attract' fits in just fine. Love is the only unexplained and intangible thing in the entire universe. It can't be explained because even god doesn't know how love works. All he and we know is that it is something good and if not for love then we would have destroyed each other already. Think about it, Professor. How many times could Mystique have killed us but didn't. I think she might feel the same way. And because of the connection you two had while under the control of Apocalypse could have spread the feelings to each other." " You may have a point, Jean." The professor replied. " But I think we have a greater problem on our hands."
Jean looks at him, puzzled. " What do you mean? What could be more important than this?" The professor turned his wheelchair around and faced the window. " With my telepathic abilities I have the uncanny ability to sense when another mutant is in emotional turmoil. Even if it is across the globe." He turned around in his wheelchair and looked at Jean. " But I'm afraid this is a lot closer to home. Can't you sense it?" Jean felt the professor lurking around in her head. ** Kurt, Kurt is in turmoil. Can't you feel it? ** She probed the school with her mind. She knew to look there because that's where Kurt was this time of day. She tried as hard as she could but she couldn't find Kurt. " Professor, I can't sense Kurt. Why?"
" Your mind has not yet developed the power to feel the mind of a mutant in turmoil. In that way I envy you." he replied.
" Why would you envy that?" Jean asked.
" When I feel like I do now I feel that mutant want to do something I would rather not think of. But it goes even further with me. it stays for weeks, sometimes even months. I've only felt it twice." He moves his wheelchair to his bed. " Please, Jean, sit down." He motions to his bed.
She moves to his side at the bed and sits down. " When did you feel them, Professor?" she sees the look on his face. " If you don't want to tell me then I won't press."
" You're young, Jean, you're naturally curious. I'll tell you when I'm ready. Perhaps when this matter with Kurt is settled." He puts his hand on his forehead. " I don't know if I can handle it this time. I never thought I would get this feeling from one of my own X-Men." He turns to the window and rolls over to it. Jean proceeds to get up. " Sit down, Jean, I'll be over there in a minute.
" You know, as old as I am, I thought I would never see the day that I would walk again. But when I was under the control of Apocalypse and saw the future." He trailed off.
He went back to the bed. " Now hold out your hand, Jean. I'm going to help you see Kurt." Jean holds out her hand, Xavier holds it. " But I must warn you that what you are about to see in the mind of Kurt will not be pleasant. You will feel exactly what he feels, and know what he knows."
Jean shakes her hand away from the professors.
" You don't have to do this, Jean." Said the professor.
Jean grabbed hold of the professor's hand. " I know. But I will never learn if I don't try."
Xavier began to probe the school. He found Kurt. He did not like what he saw.
BACK AT BAYVILLE HIGH SCHOOL
A crowd was covering Kurt. He felt alone. He didn't want to live. The professor felt this. So did Jean. She frowned.
" Look at that thing." A voice said from the crowd.
" That's not a thing that's Kurt Wagner." The crowd began to get closer. He didn't want them to come closer. A voice was heard I the background. It was vague but he knew who it was. Amanda! " Leave him alone! What's wrong with you people." he saw her come to the center of the crowd. She walked up to him and held him.
He wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid what the crowd would do to him.or her. He knew well that the students of Bayville High School didn't like the crossing of humans and mutants. She put her hand around him and pulled him towards the end of the crowd.
" Look he's bleeding. Everyone clear out or you might be infected." Someone said from the crowd.
They cleared out of his and Amanda's way. He pulled her into the direction he wanted to go. Which was his next class. He still wanted to kiss her. But he couldn't. what if someone was still watching.
" You know. You don't have to go to your next class." Amanda began. " I can take you to the mansion. You don't have to go through this!"
He simply shrugged. " I have to. I have to do this or I will never be able to face myself or anybody else again."
She simply looked at him. " If that's what you want." She began to walk away. " If you need me you know where my next hour is."
She walked away.
** I love you. ** He thought.
BACK AT THE MANSION
Xavier let go of Jean's hand. She fell to the ground. " I don't think I can take another, another one of those feelings." She stood up. " I can still feel it."
" Now you know what it feels like to be in turmoil. But this is nothing compared to what Kurt feels. I hope to God that you never feel this feeling on your own, Jean. I certainly do not."
//Snitter In Rivendale has given me permission to finish 'Outcast's Always Mourn'. I saw that he didn't want to finish it because he was growing tired of it. But I thought this story (Or his story, I prefer it to be called that.) should be finished. I don't know if I can do it quite the way he wanted it to be in the beginning. But I will try my best to complete his vision of 'Outcast's Always Mourn.' As I hope it his completed vision. I hope all readers like how I finish it. But I think it will not be finished for quite some time. As far as I am thinking none of the story will be finished as far as I am concerned. But the future of this story will be changed to fit both my FanFic as well as his to better the story.// I hope you all enjoy.
X-Men: Evolution.
Xavier: Forbidden Chemistry. ('Outcast's Always Mourn')
It was a bright day at the mansion and Xavier sat in his wheelchair with a smile on his face. He was looking out the window of his room thinking about a dream he had the previous night. He was unsure what was in the dream; all he knew was that he liked it. It appealed to him more than anything in quite a while.
He was in the middle of meditation when a sleek red headed woman walked in the room. Xavier's meditation was broken, " Hello, Jean, how are you this morning?"
" Fine." She replied. " How are you doing this morning, Professor?"
" Oh, I suppose I'm doing okay. Something unusual happened this morning. I actually woke up smiling. Ever since our battle with Apocalypse I haven't been able to sleep at night. But I slept last night and it confuses me. I know I had a dream but I can't figure out what it was about."
" Is there anything I can do to help?" Jean asked.
" Yes, I think there is. I would like you to probe my mind and find out what that dream was. If I had a single moment of happiness, then I want to know what it was. 'Cause without memories then happiness is useless."
Jean sat down on Xavier's bed. He wheeled up to her, " Do you think I have something I am trying to keep to myself?"
" I really can't tell until I read your mind, Professor."
Jean put her left hand to the Professor's temple, and then put her right hand to her own. Visions began to flash through her head. " Professor, can you see what I see?"
" No, I can't. What do you see, Jean?"
" I really don't know." Then a blue figure flashed through her mind. Her concentration was broken. She put her hands on her lap and closed her eyes.
" What did you see?" Xavier asked.
" Mystique. I saw Mystique." Jean got up off the professor's bed and walked out of the room.
" Jean, what did you see?" She did not answer.
A few minutes later she walked through one of the hallways in the mansion and saw Rouge. " Oh, Rouge, I was looking for you."
" What do you need, I'm kinda busy."
" I need you to touch me." Jean replied.
" Excuse me." Rouge looked a little mystified.
" Oh, teenage minds are so gross." She frowned, and then continued. " I just read the professor's mind but I can't figure out why he is happy."
" Is there something wrong with being happy?"
" Well, in this case I think there might be. When I probed his mind I saw your mother."
" Now this is something I got to see." She took the glove off of her right hand and touched Jean's temple. She let go after three seconds and began to see what Jean saw. She stopped holding her head and looked at Jean. " Oh, my god."
" What is it? Is something wrong?" Jean asked.
" I don't really know."
" Then what is it."
" Mystique," Rouge began. " The Professors in love with Mystique."
" That can't be. How could the professor love the enemy?" Jean asked.
" Well, when you think about it. no I don't have an answer for that. Maybe you should talk to him about it." Rouge replied.
" Ya I think your right. But not before I do some brown nosing. I think I have an idea about it. But I can't be sure. I'll see you later, Rouge."
" Yeah. Tell me when you find anything out."
Jean walked to her room. When she opened the door she saw Scott. " Hey, Jean, what's up?" he asked.
She put her arms around him and kissed him. Then she sat in the chair adjacent to her desk. " I think Xavier is in love with Mystique."
Scott only gave a look of intense confusion. Then, " Heavy." He put his hand on her shoulder. " How do you know that?" She looked at him. " I mean of course you read his mind, but that's obvious. I mean how could you come to the conclusion that he's in love with her?"
" I had Rouge help me. She touched me in order to absorb my memories of when I read the professor's mind. Sometimes she can organize thought better so I asked her and it worked." She looked at Scott and smiled.
Scott looked at the door that opened to the hallway, " You think it has anything to do with Apocalypse?" He looked at her. he was frowning. " I know that when the professor was under the control of Apocalypse he was in constant mental contact with Mystique. I remember he said that he was able to see the future and what happens to all of us."
Jean interrupted.him, " but he couldn't see what happens to Mystique. But the memories of the vision are still there. They're just resurfacing in his dreams. Scott, do you think that the professor and Mystique are together in the future?"
" I really can't tell you that. The last time I checked Mystique was dead." Scott replied.
Jean lost the smile she had had. " Your right. I need to go see the professor." Jean stood up from her desk chair and walked out of her room. She walked to Xavier's room and knocked on the door, " Professor?" she said.
" Come in, Jean." Jean opened the door. " Jean, I thought we agreed that if you and Scott were going to be together you would do it in the privacy of Scott's house, and not in the mansion. You need to remember that there are children here and we don't want to set a bad example. of any sort. are we clear, Jean?"
Jean frowned, " Yes." She smiled and sat on Xavier's bed again. " You know. You should set a good example, too."
" What do you mean, Jean?" Xavier asked.
" I did some mental research with Rouge and even a little with Scott. I know you don't know what I'm talking about so I'll just some out and say it. Professor, Your in love with Mystique."
Xavier only looked baffled. " No, that can't be. I don't think I could do that. She's one of our greatest enemies. That is impossible."
" Professor, love has no boundaries. I think in this case the phrase: 'Opposites attract' fits in just fine. Love is the only unexplained and intangible thing in the entire universe. It can't be explained because even god doesn't know how love works. All he and we know is that it is something good and if not for love then we would have destroyed each other already. Think about it, Professor. How many times could Mystique have killed us but didn't. I think she might feel the same way. And because of the connection you two had while under the control of Apocalypse could have spread the feelings to each other." " You may have a point, Jean." The professor replied. " But I think we have a greater problem on our hands."
Jean looks at him, puzzled. " What do you mean? What could be more important than this?" The professor turned his wheelchair around and faced the window. " With my telepathic abilities I have the uncanny ability to sense when another mutant is in emotional turmoil. Even if it is across the globe." He turned around in his wheelchair and looked at Jean. " But I'm afraid this is a lot closer to home. Can't you sense it?" Jean felt the professor lurking around in her head. ** Kurt, Kurt is in turmoil. Can't you feel it? ** She probed the school with her mind. She knew to look there because that's where Kurt was this time of day. She tried as hard as she could but she couldn't find Kurt. " Professor, I can't sense Kurt. Why?"
" Your mind has not yet developed the power to feel the mind of a mutant in turmoil. In that way I envy you." he replied.
" Why would you envy that?" Jean asked.
" When I feel like I do now I feel that mutant want to do something I would rather not think of. But it goes even further with me. it stays for weeks, sometimes even months. I've only felt it twice." He moves his wheelchair to his bed. " Please, Jean, sit down." He motions to his bed.
She moves to his side at the bed and sits down. " When did you feel them, Professor?" she sees the look on his face. " If you don't want to tell me then I won't press."
" You're young, Jean, you're naturally curious. I'll tell you when I'm ready. Perhaps when this matter with Kurt is settled." He puts his hand on his forehead. " I don't know if I can handle it this time. I never thought I would get this feeling from one of my own X-Men." He turns to the window and rolls over to it. Jean proceeds to get up. " Sit down, Jean, I'll be over there in a minute.
" You know, as old as I am, I thought I would never see the day that I would walk again. But when I was under the control of Apocalypse and saw the future." He trailed off.
He went back to the bed. " Now hold out your hand, Jean. I'm going to help you see Kurt." Jean holds out her hand, Xavier holds it. " But I must warn you that what you are about to see in the mind of Kurt will not be pleasant. You will feel exactly what he feels, and know what he knows."
Jean shakes her hand away from the professors.
" You don't have to do this, Jean." Said the professor.
Jean grabbed hold of the professor's hand. " I know. But I will never learn if I don't try."
Xavier began to probe the school. He found Kurt. He did not like what he saw.
BACK AT BAYVILLE HIGH SCHOOL
A crowd was covering Kurt. He felt alone. He didn't want to live. The professor felt this. So did Jean. She frowned.
" Look at that thing." A voice said from the crowd.
" That's not a thing that's Kurt Wagner." The crowd began to get closer. He didn't want them to come closer. A voice was heard I the background. It was vague but he knew who it was. Amanda! " Leave him alone! What's wrong with you people." he saw her come to the center of the crowd. She walked up to him and held him.
He wanted to kiss her, but he was afraid what the crowd would do to him.or her. He knew well that the students of Bayville High School didn't like the crossing of humans and mutants. She put her hand around him and pulled him towards the end of the crowd.
" Look he's bleeding. Everyone clear out or you might be infected." Someone said from the crowd.
They cleared out of his and Amanda's way. He pulled her into the direction he wanted to go. Which was his next class. He still wanted to kiss her. But he couldn't. what if someone was still watching.
" You know. You don't have to go to your next class." Amanda began. " I can take you to the mansion. You don't have to go through this!"
He simply shrugged. " I have to. I have to do this or I will never be able to face myself or anybody else again."
She simply looked at him. " If that's what you want." She began to walk away. " If you need me you know where my next hour is."
She walked away.
** I love you. ** He thought.
BACK AT THE MANSION
Xavier let go of Jean's hand. She fell to the ground. " I don't think I can take another, another one of those feelings." She stood up. " I can still feel it."
" Now you know what it feels like to be in turmoil. But this is nothing compared to what Kurt feels. I hope to God that you never feel this feeling on your own, Jean. I certainly do not."
//Snitter In Rivendale has given me permission to finish 'Outcast's Always Mourn'. I saw that he didn't want to finish it because he was growing tired of it. But I thought this story (Or his story, I prefer it to be called that.) should be finished. I don't know if I can do it quite the way he wanted it to be in the beginning. But I will try my best to complete his vision of 'Outcast's Always Mourn.' As I hope it his completed vision. I hope all readers like how I finish it. But I think it will not be finished for quite some time. As far as I am thinking none of the story will be finished as far as I am concerned. But the future of this story will be changed to fit both my FanFic as well as his to better the story.// I hope you all enjoy.