Disclaimer: I don't own any of the x men characters. But I do own Rune
(hehehehe I control her yay!)
A/N: Thank you Ice Lynx, you rock. Thanks for the support at least I know
someone loves my stories. Anywho onward! Oh and by the way this is set
after the second movie as if Jean hasn't died and the italics are what Rune
is thinking.
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Rune groaned her head ached from what Jean had done to her. Rolling over
Rune suddenly felt cold air against her skin and then cold metal followed
by a crash. Opening her eyes Rune found herself in what looked like a
medical room, if the machines beeping were anything to go by. A persistent
thumping in her head made her groan again. Never again would she trust Jean
to come within three feet of her. Slowly she got up, her legs felt weak and
her stomach was about to empty its contents on the cold metal floor. Rune's
tanned skin prickled from the cold which was when she realised she was only
wearing underwear and a bra. This made her even angrier. She wanted her
trench coat; right now the heavy familiarity would have been a great
comfort to her. She would have to make do. Going to a circular panel that
seemed like the entrance Rune was shocked to find the door slide apart.
Freaky. Outside was another corridor. Walking on the balls of her feet Rune
was quiet even to her own ears. She came to an intersection and went left.
Left always seemed good. She hadn't seen anyone yet she had the feeling of
being watched and frankly she didn't like. Coming to another intersection
she turned right and saw two people one was Jean and the other was a black
woman with white hair. Not bothering to ask questions or even consider the
possibilities of trust Rune bolted down the opposite corridor. A shout from
someone and she heard the sound of running footfalls behind her. They were
giving chase. Another intersection was ahead and a door was opposite.
Without warning the door opened and the man in the wheelchair that had come
to the jail was there. Before she even realised what she was doing she slid
through the wheels of the wheelchair and ended up in the opposite room. As
she lay there she realised the door had closed behind her. Straightening
her arms she looked at the door in dismay. Trapped in her with people just
outside the door with questionable reasons to be just plain nice to her.
She let her head drop as the possibilities of her returning to her home in
Cairns diminished dramatically. The room she was in was sparse if that was
the right word for it. A single catwalk suspended in the air ran to a
strange machine in the middle of the globe like room. Vast emptiness and it
was cold. She hated the cold. Sitting probably now she brought her knees
up to her chest and rested her chin on knees. Then something occurred to
her. Why hadn't they come in yet? Why weren't they now dragging her to some
place kicking and screaming or unconscious? As if to answer her question
the door opened and the man in the wheel chair rolled in.
"Hello Rune" his baldhead shined in the dim light and his face had
intelligence about. Intelligent people were either to be feared or
respected. Both can be considered bad. All this went through her head in
flash, her face betrayed nothing or at least she hoped it hadn't.
"Hello"
"It seems you have found your way into Cebro" the man looked around the
room
"Huh?" confusion etched itself on Rune's features. Ingoring her confusion
he smiled at her, which put Rune at ill ease.
"My name is Professor Xavier and I am run the school that you are now
beneath"
"Are you on drugs?" Rune replied, deadpan. Slight confusion clouded his
expression before it broke into slight amusement.
"No but if you'll follow me I will explain it" he eyed her, amusement still
written across his face "after we get you some clothes" Rune blushed
remembering her lack of clothing. Turning Xavier retreated out into the
corridor and Jean appeared with a pristine white blanket and a smile that
seemed to be forever on her face, at the doorway. Still remembering her
earlier vow she edged closer before grabbing the blanket from Jean's hands
and wrapped it around her own shoulders. One hand clutched it closed in the
front as if it could protect her from anything. Jean offered her hand to
lead her to where ever but Rune kept the vow fresh in her mind and just
stared at it. Slightly flustered, to Rune's satisfaction, she led the way;
the other woman was nowhere in sight. She led Rune into the medical room
where she had woken up, it was still a mess and that made Rune feel a bit
more in control for a strange reason. In a cupboard that Rune hadn't
realised was even there Jean took out grey tracksuit pants and a grey tank
top. Jean threw them on the examination bed and Rune's hand darted out of
the folds of the blanket to grab the clothing.
"Are you cold?" Jean asked from the cupboard. Not wanting to admit weakness
Rune shook her head. Closing the cupboard Jean pointed to a screen
"You can get changed behind there" Rune shuffled behind the screen and with
a sinking feeling she knew that the brief power she had over them while she
was running had now been transferred to them. She quickly changed and
stepped from behind the screen. Jean was clearing things up, the weirdest
thing was while she was crouching on the ground several objects floated it
the air as if waiting for a hand to grasp them and resume normal function.
Jean looked up at her and followed her wide-eyed line of sight. Suddenly
everything that was suspended dropped with a resounding crash.
"Sorry to alarm you"
"What?" Rune looked at Jean, her eye's wide and mouth open.
"Sorry if my powers alarm you"
"Powers" Rune repeated and her breathing became faster, unconsciously her
fingers metamorphosed into short but deadly blades. Jean's eye's locked
onto her fingers and her breathing increased, only slightly.
"What?" Rune raised her hand and caught sight of the metal appendages.
Slowing her breathing the blades slowly turned back to flesh and bones.
"Sorry" Rune hung her head, she felt exhausted. In the next moment she was
hovering in the air and panic began to set in.
"Don't worry you'll be fine your tired still, I caught you when you fell"
satisfied with answer and too tired to care Rune let herself fall into
oblivion.
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A/N: I'm dragging my feet in the story but if you don't think then tell me.
Oh and just to any American readers out there, Cairns is a city in northern
Queensland, Australia. Just in case you didn't know. Any who please review
or my insanity level might drop and then I can't write and then I get angry
and bash my head against the keyboard. Remember don't smoke and that it's
almost four am where I am so I am a bit strange.