AN: ok, I have a weird idea so here it is . . .
They pentad up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the lest they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew
And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No ones listening anyway . . .
Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here alone
And your mother loves your father
Cuz she's got no where to go
And she wonders where all these dreams go
Cuz the world got in her way
What's the point in never trying
Nothings changing anyway . . .
They pressed their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're fallin' anyway
And you know I see right through you
Cuz the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
You're not listening anyway . . .
GooGoo Dolls
Prologue
Ok, my story takes place after the second movie. The difference? Before Jean could go outside and save the jet from the water, Rogue took her powers. Rogue loved Logan enough to give her life so he lived a happier one. Instead of Jean going out there and holding the water back, Rogue did. Right after the jet was out of the way, the powers started to fade. She was doused with tones of cold water . . . She might be alive, she might not be.
My story starts in an old church less than a month after the X-men's loss . . .
"You can't hide forever Jade." The priest said as he light the candles in the church. From one of the pews came an unlady-like snort of disgust.
"Watch me." Came the voice of a girl. The girl sat up in her seat and just by looking at her you would know she was different. Her shoulder length black hair had chunks of it died neon blue and a scarlet red. Her eyes would change from their normal midnight blue to a crystal blue when she was happy or content; they would also changed to obsidian when she was sad, scared, or angry. For much of her life they either stayed impassive-the midnight blue- or the color of obsidian.
Her life had not been a happy one. Her father was a drunken lunatic, hitting anything in sight. Usually that anything turned out to be Jade. Her mother? Pretty much queen of the sluts. She ran off with a boyfriend when Jade was ten.
Jade is not her real name, of coures. Why would she want to remember what went with her old name when she could be a new, strong person instead of the weakling on the floor. The wounded. The victom.
That's when the problems started. Her father blamed Jade for his wife leaving. Yet again, more beatings. And the rapes. no one knew about those and as far as Jade was concurned that was another lifetime.
It was on a day that her father came home drunk, as always, that young Jade's powers started to manafest.He wasn't drunk enough, she thought, terrifide. It would happen. He'd hurt her again, just like he asways did. She was old enough to know what he did was wrong but there was nothing she could do. She was no one. A nothing.
She knew what sex was too, of coures. Sex was dirty and painfull and scary. Sex was a powerstuggle. Sex was terrafing.
She hid in the coner of the room like she always did. Hid from him. He found her. He always found her.
"You've been a bad girl, haven't you? Haven't you! Come out so Daddy can teach you lesson." His words were slurredand that made her want to start crying. But she wasn't alowed to cry. OR scream when he hurt her in that place. It would just hurt more if she did.
He dragged her out of the corner and started pulling at her clothes. There were bruise under the clothes. No one knew they were there. She wasn't alowed to have friends. Friends asked questions and the the police came and locked you up in a cage where you were eaten by spiders and other things that crawled.
This time was different though. Before he could do any major harm he flew back into the wall. He crashed to the floor and stared at his daughter in a drunken shock.
"FREAK! FREAK! YOUR ONE OF THO-THOSE MUTANTS." He grabbed a rifle that was sitting on the mantel. He aimed it at her and all Jade did was sit there, still in a state of total shock. When he was about to fire the gun, the gun blew up. Jade then snapped out of her trance and ran to her small room, throwing her few possessions in a duffle bag and backpack.
She ran that night. And people she would soon learn hunted mutants and either killed or experimented on them like the people that hunted her. She kept running and this is where we find Jade now. When she started running, she was fifteen. Now, she was a month away from her nineteenth birthday. Not that it meant anything; It only meant she had survived yet another year of hell.
"They will try to get in here. You know there is a price on your head. Alive too." The priest said as he made the sign of the cross in front of a replica of Jesus hanging on the cross.
"You know, I could of light those candles for yah." Jade said as she stood up and walked towards him. She was about a head taller than the old priest. She was about five feet and ten or eleven inches. She never really had the time to actually measure.
"I would rather do it myself." The priest said with amusement as he turned to her.
"Well sorry for wanting to help, Father Joseph." She said jokingly. Jade was just about to go deeper into the church when a shot rang out from the rafters above. Jade dove to the floor and rolled under a pew. There was the sound of someone's knees hitting the floor. Jade looked up to see Father Joseph only two feet away. He was holding his chest. He looked right into her now pitch black eyes and said, "Run."
"Come out, Matthews. We know your down there somewhere." Came a mans voice from above. Jade smirked. They had no clue where the hell she was! She gave one long look at the only person who ever bothered to give a damn about her and rolled under some more pews to the opposite wall. She grabbed her bag and took out the two Glocks (it's a type of gun) she had bought as 'insurance'.
With the cover of night outside and her black pants and black turtleneck on she could climb the stairs and hopefully surprise the hunters from behind.
No such luck, she thought as she heard the sounds of many people repelling to the bottom floor. As she thought about it she knew it still might work. She knew this church even better than Father Joseph had. Another evil smirk graced her moonlight face.
Jade was at the top of the rafters and ther was dust everywhere. She tried to hold back the sneeze but it came anyway. Instantly, all the candles and other lights went out. There was much yelling and confusion, as the men all looked for flashlight in there equipment.
By the time they found what they needed, Jade was already getting into position on the large chandelier that hung in the middle of the church. There is where she waited.
After a while, the men found the breakers and turned on the lights, which also included the chandelier.
Stupid Idiots, she thought as she saw them looking around the bottom floor for her.
"She isn't here!" Yelled one of the men to supposedly their leader. Forgive me Father, for I will sin . . . again. She prayed silently as she took aim and fired. The shot rang out and the man fell to the floor, a hole in between his, now glazed over, eyes.
Now came the chaos. Her favorite part of a battle with hunters. They were all muscle and no brains as far as Jade was concerned. The men started looking around and yelling at each other. Jade sighed. Do they ever learn? She wondered.
"Hey, looking for me!" She yelled. All the men looked up at the same time. Jade looked at the large rope that held the chandelier up; she aimed and shot. Suddenly she was falling towards the floor. Only moments before the chandelier crashed into the floor she expertly jumped up into the air, thus, slowing herself down. When she landed in a cat like position she looked up and started shooting with the guns.
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"What the hell is that!" yelled Scott to the other X-Men as the got off their jet. All they heard were loud gun shots and shouting. Logan sniffed the air. He smelt it. The hunters. The fear. Yet he also smelled someone else. He could not place who that person was but he knew it must be the mutant they were after.
The professor had used Ceribro (sp) that morning and found a potentially dangerous mutant. Her powers where odd. The fact that she had more than one or two powers was utterly amazing to Charles Xavier but there was more than that. Those powers where growing and the professor said she might even be developing even more powers in the near future.
Therefore the X-Men where dispatched to bring her back to the school for safe keeping, being as Magneto would probably try to go after her like he had done to Rogue. Though this time he would try to manipulate her to be on his side and believed what he believed. Xavier did not know if this girl was smart enough to not believe what Magneto was telling her. She would be VERY dangerous to fight and the Professor did not know if their side could even win a fight against her.
Suddenly, a girl ran out from the church and literally vaulted onto a black and blue Suzuki motorcycle. She latched her duffle to the back and kept her backpack on. She revved the engine and started to drive away just as the last two hunters came out of the church.
The X-Men watched as the girl turned to face the men who were now chasing her own their own bikes. She sat on the handlebars and raised both Glocks. There was the sound of the guns going off, then an eerie silence as the last to hunters fell off their bikes, I bullet lodged between their eyes.
The girl turned and kept driving.
"Shit." Were the only words Logan said. Scott just shook his head. "I take it little miss 'Let's shot all the bad guys in the forehead' was the mutant we were after. What is her mutation, perfect sight?"
"That and about a hundred other things." Was the only answer he got from anyone. Logan turned to look at Jean.
"And how would you know that?" He asked. After Rogue's death he had pretty much lade off the flirting with Jean. His words held none of the potency they did before.
"The professor told me to expect a fight. I just did not know that she would be the one to take down the twenty mutant hunters that we were supposed to protect her from." She just shook her head and walked back to the jet with the other. Now they had to back to the School and figure out where the hell the girl had gone.
End of prologue
AN: Watcha Think?
They pentad up your secrets
With the lies they told to you
And the lest they ever gave you
Was the most you ever knew
And I wonder where these dreams go
When the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
No ones listening anyway . . .
Your voice is small and fading
And you hide in here alone
And your mother loves your father
Cuz she's got no where to go
And she wonders where all these dreams go
Cuz the world got in her way
What's the point in never trying
Nothings changing anyway . . .
They pressed their lips against you
And you love the lies they say
And I tried so hard to reach you
But you're fallin' anyway
And you know I see right through you
Cuz the world gets in your way
What's the point in all this screaming
You're not listening anyway . . .
GooGoo Dolls
Prologue
Ok, my story takes place after the second movie. The difference? Before Jean could go outside and save the jet from the water, Rogue took her powers. Rogue loved Logan enough to give her life so he lived a happier one. Instead of Jean going out there and holding the water back, Rogue did. Right after the jet was out of the way, the powers started to fade. She was doused with tones of cold water . . . She might be alive, she might not be.
My story starts in an old church less than a month after the X-men's loss . . .
"You can't hide forever Jade." The priest said as he light the candles in the church. From one of the pews came an unlady-like snort of disgust.
"Watch me." Came the voice of a girl. The girl sat up in her seat and just by looking at her you would know she was different. Her shoulder length black hair had chunks of it died neon blue and a scarlet red. Her eyes would change from their normal midnight blue to a crystal blue when she was happy or content; they would also changed to obsidian when she was sad, scared, or angry. For much of her life they either stayed impassive-the midnight blue- or the color of obsidian.
Her life had not been a happy one. Her father was a drunken lunatic, hitting anything in sight. Usually that anything turned out to be Jade. Her mother? Pretty much queen of the sluts. She ran off with a boyfriend when Jade was ten.
Jade is not her real name, of coures. Why would she want to remember what went with her old name when she could be a new, strong person instead of the weakling on the floor. The wounded. The victom.
That's when the problems started. Her father blamed Jade for his wife leaving. Yet again, more beatings. And the rapes. no one knew about those and as far as Jade was concurned that was another lifetime.
It was on a day that her father came home drunk, as always, that young Jade's powers started to manafest.He wasn't drunk enough, she thought, terrifide. It would happen. He'd hurt her again, just like he asways did. She was old enough to know what he did was wrong but there was nothing she could do. She was no one. A nothing.
She knew what sex was too, of coures. Sex was dirty and painfull and scary. Sex was a powerstuggle. Sex was terrafing.
She hid in the coner of the room like she always did. Hid from him. He found her. He always found her.
"You've been a bad girl, haven't you? Haven't you! Come out so Daddy can teach you lesson." His words were slurredand that made her want to start crying. But she wasn't alowed to cry. OR scream when he hurt her in that place. It would just hurt more if she did.
He dragged her out of the corner and started pulling at her clothes. There were bruise under the clothes. No one knew they were there. She wasn't alowed to have friends. Friends asked questions and the the police came and locked you up in a cage where you were eaten by spiders and other things that crawled.
This time was different though. Before he could do any major harm he flew back into the wall. He crashed to the floor and stared at his daughter in a drunken shock.
"FREAK! FREAK! YOUR ONE OF THO-THOSE MUTANTS." He grabbed a rifle that was sitting on the mantel. He aimed it at her and all Jade did was sit there, still in a state of total shock. When he was about to fire the gun, the gun blew up. Jade then snapped out of her trance and ran to her small room, throwing her few possessions in a duffle bag and backpack.
She ran that night. And people she would soon learn hunted mutants and either killed or experimented on them like the people that hunted her. She kept running and this is where we find Jade now. When she started running, she was fifteen. Now, she was a month away from her nineteenth birthday. Not that it meant anything; It only meant she had survived yet another year of hell.
"They will try to get in here. You know there is a price on your head. Alive too." The priest said as he made the sign of the cross in front of a replica of Jesus hanging on the cross.
"You know, I could of light those candles for yah." Jade said as she stood up and walked towards him. She was about a head taller than the old priest. She was about five feet and ten or eleven inches. She never really had the time to actually measure.
"I would rather do it myself." The priest said with amusement as he turned to her.
"Well sorry for wanting to help, Father Joseph." She said jokingly. Jade was just about to go deeper into the church when a shot rang out from the rafters above. Jade dove to the floor and rolled under a pew. There was the sound of someone's knees hitting the floor. Jade looked up to see Father Joseph only two feet away. He was holding his chest. He looked right into her now pitch black eyes and said, "Run."
"Come out, Matthews. We know your down there somewhere." Came a mans voice from above. Jade smirked. They had no clue where the hell she was! She gave one long look at the only person who ever bothered to give a damn about her and rolled under some more pews to the opposite wall. She grabbed her bag and took out the two Glocks (it's a type of gun) she had bought as 'insurance'.
With the cover of night outside and her black pants and black turtleneck on she could climb the stairs and hopefully surprise the hunters from behind.
No such luck, she thought as she heard the sounds of many people repelling to the bottom floor. As she thought about it she knew it still might work. She knew this church even better than Father Joseph had. Another evil smirk graced her moonlight face.
Jade was at the top of the rafters and ther was dust everywhere. She tried to hold back the sneeze but it came anyway. Instantly, all the candles and other lights went out. There was much yelling and confusion, as the men all looked for flashlight in there equipment.
By the time they found what they needed, Jade was already getting into position on the large chandelier that hung in the middle of the church. There is where she waited.
After a while, the men found the breakers and turned on the lights, which also included the chandelier.
Stupid Idiots, she thought as she saw them looking around the bottom floor for her.
"She isn't here!" Yelled one of the men to supposedly their leader. Forgive me Father, for I will sin . . . again. She prayed silently as she took aim and fired. The shot rang out and the man fell to the floor, a hole in between his, now glazed over, eyes.
Now came the chaos. Her favorite part of a battle with hunters. They were all muscle and no brains as far as Jade was concerned. The men started looking around and yelling at each other. Jade sighed. Do they ever learn? She wondered.
"Hey, looking for me!" She yelled. All the men looked up at the same time. Jade looked at the large rope that held the chandelier up; she aimed and shot. Suddenly she was falling towards the floor. Only moments before the chandelier crashed into the floor she expertly jumped up into the air, thus, slowing herself down. When she landed in a cat like position she looked up and started shooting with the guns.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"What the hell is that!" yelled Scott to the other X-Men as the got off their jet. All they heard were loud gun shots and shouting. Logan sniffed the air. He smelt it. The hunters. The fear. Yet he also smelled someone else. He could not place who that person was but he knew it must be the mutant they were after.
The professor had used Ceribro (sp) that morning and found a potentially dangerous mutant. Her powers where odd. The fact that she had more than one or two powers was utterly amazing to Charles Xavier but there was more than that. Those powers where growing and the professor said she might even be developing even more powers in the near future.
Therefore the X-Men where dispatched to bring her back to the school for safe keeping, being as Magneto would probably try to go after her like he had done to Rogue. Though this time he would try to manipulate her to be on his side and believed what he believed. Xavier did not know if this girl was smart enough to not believe what Magneto was telling her. She would be VERY dangerous to fight and the Professor did not know if their side could even win a fight against her.
Suddenly, a girl ran out from the church and literally vaulted onto a black and blue Suzuki motorcycle. She latched her duffle to the back and kept her backpack on. She revved the engine and started to drive away just as the last two hunters came out of the church.
The X-Men watched as the girl turned to face the men who were now chasing her own their own bikes. She sat on the handlebars and raised both Glocks. There was the sound of the guns going off, then an eerie silence as the last to hunters fell off their bikes, I bullet lodged between their eyes.
The girl turned and kept driving.
"Shit." Were the only words Logan said. Scott just shook his head. "I take it little miss 'Let's shot all the bad guys in the forehead' was the mutant we were after. What is her mutation, perfect sight?"
"That and about a hundred other things." Was the only answer he got from anyone. Logan turned to look at Jean.
"And how would you know that?" He asked. After Rogue's death he had pretty much lade off the flirting with Jean. His words held none of the potency they did before.
"The professor told me to expect a fight. I just did not know that she would be the one to take down the twenty mutant hunters that we were supposed to protect her from." She just shook her head and walked back to the jet with the other. Now they had to back to the School and figure out where the hell the girl had gone.
End of prologue
AN: Watcha Think?
