* * *
Scott weaved as they arrived home. His wounds and his fatigue making him tired but as he looked out over his X-men he straightened and visibly drew strength from their presence. As they all disembarked, he spoke...
"I am proud of you all. you all acted with good judgment and honor. You were an effective fighting team and tomorrow evening we will debrief about it. Tonight we celebrate life. Everyone get cleaned up and get into street clothes."
There was a cheer as the group broke up and he went over to Professor X and hugged the man.
"Thank you for coming after us Professor"
"Of course Scott, i would hardly leave you there. We will talk later about it. For now go and prepare for the party and I will see you there."
But first Scott turned to Doc Sternge and filled him in about their new acquaintances and the wounds amongst the team. After doing that, he filled in Tom Collins, one of their human allies who was manning the monitor room tonight.
Then he headed up to his room to change.
* * *
Much later that night, Scott left the celebration that was in full swing around the T.V. set where a game was playing. He had forgotten that today was St. Patrick's Day and everyone now was sporting Green t-shirts and hair-dos and other assorted green things. Ororo had managed to push Logan into wearing a flightily decorated t-shirt emblazoned with the words;"Kiss Me, I'm Irish". They were all chatting as the game went on. He watched part of it then headed down to the medlab. he had been obliged to show up and spend some time there but was now eager to meet the new people they had picked up including the 'leprechaun'...
He passed the hallway where the Professor's fish was kept, and stopped for a moment to rub the aquarium. It was something of a tradition for the X-men to do so. Somehow this fellow had survived the destruction of the Mansion. He tapped on the material of the aquarium softly startling the starfish attached there and attracting the attention of the bright fish. It had come to them in an odd manner as well, years before in a mission that involved time travel and a strange man obsessed with stellar phenomenon.
"Hello Livingston. Good to see you still swimming around."
He headed down the passage ways and came around the corner to find Warren, Jean, Bobby and hank, all headed in too. Doc Sternge was just standing aside for them to enter the bay given to the leprechaun so he followed them curiously. There he saw Jonas Bleven their human tech chief finishing off the removal of the collar that had locked around the leprechauns neck. before their eyes,, he began to change, growing taller and blonde haired, full muscled, with blue eyes... he looked up at them, and smiled shyly.
"Greetings to you all. My name is Calvin Rankin, and I have been trapped in that form for weeks. Sinister wanted to observe the long term effects of...arghhh."
He doubled over in pain and then suddenly began to shift and change again. They all rushed forward to help and somehow, his changes solidified...wings grew from his back and blue fur spouted from his skin, his hands and feet slightly growing in size. his eyes took on a familiar red glow and weak force beams shot out of them, even as ice formed on his arms and things began to dance around the room.
Cyclops fumbled out his spare pair of goggles and slapped them on Calvin even as jean launched herself forward to touch his head... he sighed and suddenly stopped shifting his change done. the things that had been dancing feel to the ground and the ice faded away even as he straightened up to look at them.
"As..", his voice cracked and Scott quickly got him a glass of water which he gratefully gulped..."As I was starting to say, i have the power to mimic other mutants abilities up to five at a time..."
He glanced around at them and Scott realized there were five of them there.
"Once I have the five in me I can resist any more changes, but with less than that it is involuntary." He flexed his new furry arms and grinned.
"I am sure it could have been much worse, and I am most grateful for the rescue from that place. Sinister seemed to have more plans for me and I for one was not ready to see what he had in his evil mind next."
Hank spoke to him excitedly for several minutes and set up a time for some tests the next day.
Scott swayed with exhaustion and across the mindlink with Jean could feel her tiredness as well. Soon they would need sleep too. The group, including Rankin, moved over to the ward where Lorna lay. She was in fact not laying there, but standing up and dressed, her eyes smiling slightly as she turned from The Professor and Elizabeth. They had been helping her deal with all that had happenned. She spoke softly.
"I want to thank you for freeing me and for bringing me back here. I dont remember much of my past or where i come from. Professor Xavier has called up all the public information and I guess someone named Forge is coming tomorrow with the Government's case file on me as well. I do know one thing. After I recover if you are willing, I want to be an X-Man. What you do, sticking up for one another and saving those who need it, its something worth doing and I think it is something i could enjoy doing for the rest of my life."
The Professor smiled as he spoke, "You can make that decision in a few weeks, Lorna. For now rest and recover." Turning to Scott he raised and eyebrow and said, "Now Scott and Jean, both of you sustained wounds and fatigue from this encounter I would like Dr. McCoy and Dr. Sternge to give you a complete exam."
"Aw come on Professor. We are allright."
Scott moved as if to jump up and down and felt the world twist away from him as all went black...
* * *
Scott swum up out of darkness sometime later in a brightly lit room, somewhere in the ...Medbay? he grinned and sat up higher as he realized he was at the mansion... then groaned as his body told him that was a bad idea.He moved slightly only to feel nausea and dizziness swamp him. His moan summoned a friendly face. Jean strode over from where she had been standing in the corner examining stuff.
"Awake again, Scott? Good."
Her voice was worried and relieved at the same time. He smiled at her and felt her echoing smile both by sight and in his mind. She touched his face lightly for a moment smiling softly down at him, before speaking again.
"Doc McCoy wanted me to summon him when you woke, so hang on while I get him."
He managed to grunt assent as she went off and he found himself still woozy. his head seemed wrapped in fuzz. he looked up as Hank came in.
"Well fearless leader, you have managed to faint from am a wound and over-exhaustion. You have been out for three days and will be resting, along with your compatriots in misadventure, for two weeks at least. To better procure the level of renaissance we desire, I am sending you four to the boathouse for the doubtlessly undesirable duration, for rest and recovery."
Scott groaned to himself, knowing better than to complain. Even going to the professor was out, as he would just look at Scott and Scott would suddenly feel as thought he were somehow doing something wrong. Then he glanced at jean and suddenly his mind perked up at the possibilities of being confined for two weeks to the Boathouse with another couple, sorta-couple anyway, in four large bedrooms, with all those opportunities for rest and ...recovery. He glanced sidelong at Jean and by her pink ears knew that she had sensed his thoughts through the link. he grinned.
***
That night, the four of them watched TV for awhile and put a old Monster movie in the VCR, comfortably arranged on two huge sofas in the front room of the Boathouse. As the movie went on they slowly managed to slide closer in two groups. Scott and Jean ended up with Jean on his lap and Piotr and Kitty were side by side, hands interlocked together. Finally Scott made an excuse of being tired and pulled jean up the stairs with him, though he noticed her steps were as hurried as his were.
They reached their room and slipped inside closing and bolting the door, before Jean turned to him and wrapped him in her embrace. He returned the favor, his hands sliding across her back as he slowly, gently kissed her lips. Her taste drove him wild and he kissed her harder and more passionately feeling her respond as her own passion rose. She pushed him backwards suddenly and he yelped before falling onto the bed. he grinned up at her and began shucking his clothes slowly wriggling out of them as she watched unabashedly. He finally lay there, completely naked, the throbbing of his hard-on making him groan. Her eyes dipped to that and she grinned wider, her smile much like the cat that got the cream.
She slowly shed her clothes flinging each item across the room, moving her hips in a bump and grind that had him a little breathless and grinning as well, in open appreciation. She blushed lightly but he suspected that at least part of her flush was from her own desire which he could see in her eyes, and feel in her thoughts.
She went down on all fours and crawled to him slowly climbing over the edge of the bed to his feet, giving them a playful bite before beginning to plant gentle soft kisses along his legs. Her kisses slowly arched up his legs to his thighs kissing each one softly, gently, her tongue licking out softly and swiping his thigh and making him jump and groan . her grin flashed as he groaned and she continued her slow climb up his thighs.
She brushed a light kiss across the veins of his hard and throbbing cock, making him shudder in desire, as he clamped down on himself and pulled the imminent climax back under control. She nipped at the tip gently scraping it with her teeth. Her tongue snaked out and gently licked it and she began giving his cock small licks and kisses gently brushes of her teeth and making him growl with desire as his passion built higher...she continued this teasing torment as his breathing grew more and more labored and then as he showed the tell tale signs of being about to lose it she suddenly swooped her head up and then down in one gulp swallowing his entire shaft to the hilt and looking him in the eye as she sucked hard against it. He groaned and cried aloud at how damn sexy she looked and suddenly boiled over his body shuddering again and again as his exploded across their link, and his cock shot his hot orgasm into her waiting mouth, she swallowed again and again as he came until he seemed to collapse against the sheets.
She licked and sucked it gently until his cock shone clean and then lifted her head for a moment and growled at him softly. He looked down into her eyes and saw such a look of desire that his cock began hardening almost immediately. She helped it along with a few more licks and kisses and nips from gentle teeth, until it stood throbbing once more extremely sensitive to her touch. She blew on it gently as she raised her head making him shake silently and croak out
"I want you, Jean. i want to make love to you."
Her answering voice was as low and sultry as his own.
"I am going to fuck you Scott summers, until you cant come anymore."
He was slightly shocked to hear the words so easily fall from her lips and groaned as he felt himself quiver. She began to crawl up his body her lips and hands crossing his body faster, now no subtlety, now no gentleness in them. He responded, caressing her wildly. His kisses rained on her hair and shoulders and finally her mouth as she reached his head and kissed him hotly.
He teased her clit and soft pussy gently with his hardness, brushing it across the petals and folds of her soft flower, teasing and touching with gentle jabs and taps across that hardening and throbbing clit. She groaned again and again as her won body began quaking with need. And he finally gave in guiding his cock to her pussy.
They came together and their passion grew as his cock slowly entered her, he going slowly to ensure lasting. That care didn't last as their passions intertwined and spiraled higher and soon he was pounding deep inside her. His hips thrust against her as her thrusts upward met his own with equal passion. Their passion spiraled higher and higher as they neared explosion and fell over the top in a shattering mind blowing orgasm that erased the barriers between them flooding both of them with the feelings each had of penetrating and being penetrated and exploding within and without and finally falling down painfully losing that fullness as they cuddled closer collapsing spent together.
He smiled softly at her and kissed her deeply as she returned the kiss. she backed away gasping in time with him as he came free of her and rolled away trotting to the attached bathroom to clean up.
He rolled over on his side watching the door and smiled as she came back through it minutes later, looking so radiant and beautiful and...
The silent moment was shattered as a sundering echoing clap of something like thunder tore at them and a brilliant beam of light slammed into the boathouse roof and through it to the room they were in tearing right through...where Jean was standing... for one brief moment she was highlighted in the light then gone and a hole gaped where she was standing...had been standing.
Scott's mouth was stretched in a scream of rage and loss and denial as their mindlink snapped and vanished from his mind, and he fell away into darkness as his body tumbled into the debris.
* * *
Scott stood alone at the tombstone. His back was bunched and muscles tied in knots as he stared blankly at the beautiful gravesite prepared by Jean's family. the simple words echoed in his mind..Here Lies Jean Grey...Beloved Daughter, Sister, Student , and Fiancée. She saved the world and loved it too.
His mind was a torrent of emotion, yet controlled and beaten back behind a barrier of utter and tight restraint. His eyes bleak and tear free, denied that release by the ravaging power of his eyes. he slowly turned away from he grave and made his way back to the cars where the others waited.
Ororo spoke, her voice gentle.
"Are you sure you wont reconsider Scott? This is a drastic move and sudden and not something to do on a emotional roller-coaster like the one you are on."
He looked up and smiled a smile free of joy or emotion, almost a tight grimace.
"I am sure, Ororo. I am an X-Man no more."
With that and ignoring the others words, he walked to his car and closed the door. after belting himself in, he looked in the rearview mirror one more time at those who had been his family for so long. he felt a part of himself tear away and then shook his head. He started the car and eased it slowly down the aisle and out of the graveyard. he turned onto the freeway and drove away from the X-men and all he had known...
***
To Be Continued in The Claiming of Colossus , a story coming soon
Author's notes: This story is fondly dedicated to Jen1703, a fellow live journal enthusiast and X-Men Evolution fan. This is being completed on the morning of her birthday. I dedicate it to hber fully aware that she is five times the writer I willever be and that she has enriched my life by being in it, little though I know her. She will no doubt cry bloody murder at the ending which will give me ample reason to start on the sequel soon.
This fic is in a common universe set after the Cartoon series and shares continuity with several stories I have written before. It introduces several new characters which will be filled out later in other fics set both before and after this one.
I had a great deal of fun writing this as it is the longest thing I have ever written and writing it has taught me a lot.
Feedback is adored and doted on. Give please.
Scott weaved as they arrived home. His wounds and his fatigue making him tired but as he looked out over his X-men he straightened and visibly drew strength from their presence. As they all disembarked, he spoke...
"I am proud of you all. you all acted with good judgment and honor. You were an effective fighting team and tomorrow evening we will debrief about it. Tonight we celebrate life. Everyone get cleaned up and get into street clothes."
There was a cheer as the group broke up and he went over to Professor X and hugged the man.
"Thank you for coming after us Professor"
"Of course Scott, i would hardly leave you there. We will talk later about it. For now go and prepare for the party and I will see you there."
But first Scott turned to Doc Sternge and filled him in about their new acquaintances and the wounds amongst the team. After doing that, he filled in Tom Collins, one of their human allies who was manning the monitor room tonight.
Then he headed up to his room to change.
* * *
Much later that night, Scott left the celebration that was in full swing around the T.V. set where a game was playing. He had forgotten that today was St. Patrick's Day and everyone now was sporting Green t-shirts and hair-dos and other assorted green things. Ororo had managed to push Logan into wearing a flightily decorated t-shirt emblazoned with the words;"Kiss Me, I'm Irish". They were all chatting as the game went on. He watched part of it then headed down to the medlab. he had been obliged to show up and spend some time there but was now eager to meet the new people they had picked up including the 'leprechaun'...
He passed the hallway where the Professor's fish was kept, and stopped for a moment to rub the aquarium. It was something of a tradition for the X-men to do so. Somehow this fellow had survived the destruction of the Mansion. He tapped on the material of the aquarium softly startling the starfish attached there and attracting the attention of the bright fish. It had come to them in an odd manner as well, years before in a mission that involved time travel and a strange man obsessed with stellar phenomenon.
"Hello Livingston. Good to see you still swimming around."
He headed down the passage ways and came around the corner to find Warren, Jean, Bobby and hank, all headed in too. Doc Sternge was just standing aside for them to enter the bay given to the leprechaun so he followed them curiously. There he saw Jonas Bleven their human tech chief finishing off the removal of the collar that had locked around the leprechauns neck. before their eyes,, he began to change, growing taller and blonde haired, full muscled, with blue eyes... he looked up at them, and smiled shyly.
"Greetings to you all. My name is Calvin Rankin, and I have been trapped in that form for weeks. Sinister wanted to observe the long term effects of...arghhh."
He doubled over in pain and then suddenly began to shift and change again. They all rushed forward to help and somehow, his changes solidified...wings grew from his back and blue fur spouted from his skin, his hands and feet slightly growing in size. his eyes took on a familiar red glow and weak force beams shot out of them, even as ice formed on his arms and things began to dance around the room.
Cyclops fumbled out his spare pair of goggles and slapped them on Calvin even as jean launched herself forward to touch his head... he sighed and suddenly stopped shifting his change done. the things that had been dancing feel to the ground and the ice faded away even as he straightened up to look at them.
"As..", his voice cracked and Scott quickly got him a glass of water which he gratefully gulped..."As I was starting to say, i have the power to mimic other mutants abilities up to five at a time..."
He glanced around at them and Scott realized there were five of them there.
"Once I have the five in me I can resist any more changes, but with less than that it is involuntary." He flexed his new furry arms and grinned.
"I am sure it could have been much worse, and I am most grateful for the rescue from that place. Sinister seemed to have more plans for me and I for one was not ready to see what he had in his evil mind next."
Hank spoke to him excitedly for several minutes and set up a time for some tests the next day.
Scott swayed with exhaustion and across the mindlink with Jean could feel her tiredness as well. Soon they would need sleep too. The group, including Rankin, moved over to the ward where Lorna lay. She was in fact not laying there, but standing up and dressed, her eyes smiling slightly as she turned from The Professor and Elizabeth. They had been helping her deal with all that had happenned. She spoke softly.
"I want to thank you for freeing me and for bringing me back here. I dont remember much of my past or where i come from. Professor Xavier has called up all the public information and I guess someone named Forge is coming tomorrow with the Government's case file on me as well. I do know one thing. After I recover if you are willing, I want to be an X-Man. What you do, sticking up for one another and saving those who need it, its something worth doing and I think it is something i could enjoy doing for the rest of my life."
The Professor smiled as he spoke, "You can make that decision in a few weeks, Lorna. For now rest and recover." Turning to Scott he raised and eyebrow and said, "Now Scott and Jean, both of you sustained wounds and fatigue from this encounter I would like Dr. McCoy and Dr. Sternge to give you a complete exam."
"Aw come on Professor. We are allright."
Scott moved as if to jump up and down and felt the world twist away from him as all went black...
* * *
Scott swum up out of darkness sometime later in a brightly lit room, somewhere in the ...Medbay? he grinned and sat up higher as he realized he was at the mansion... then groaned as his body told him that was a bad idea.He moved slightly only to feel nausea and dizziness swamp him. His moan summoned a friendly face. Jean strode over from where she had been standing in the corner examining stuff.
"Awake again, Scott? Good."
Her voice was worried and relieved at the same time. He smiled at her and felt her echoing smile both by sight and in his mind. She touched his face lightly for a moment smiling softly down at him, before speaking again.
"Doc McCoy wanted me to summon him when you woke, so hang on while I get him."
He managed to grunt assent as she went off and he found himself still woozy. his head seemed wrapped in fuzz. he looked up as Hank came in.
"Well fearless leader, you have managed to faint from am a wound and over-exhaustion. You have been out for three days and will be resting, along with your compatriots in misadventure, for two weeks at least. To better procure the level of renaissance we desire, I am sending you four to the boathouse for the doubtlessly undesirable duration, for rest and recovery."
Scott groaned to himself, knowing better than to complain. Even going to the professor was out, as he would just look at Scott and Scott would suddenly feel as thought he were somehow doing something wrong. Then he glanced at jean and suddenly his mind perked up at the possibilities of being confined for two weeks to the Boathouse with another couple, sorta-couple anyway, in four large bedrooms, with all those opportunities for rest and ...recovery. He glanced sidelong at Jean and by her pink ears knew that she had sensed his thoughts through the link. he grinned.
***
That night, the four of them watched TV for awhile and put a old Monster movie in the VCR, comfortably arranged on two huge sofas in the front room of the Boathouse. As the movie went on they slowly managed to slide closer in two groups. Scott and Jean ended up with Jean on his lap and Piotr and Kitty were side by side, hands interlocked together. Finally Scott made an excuse of being tired and pulled jean up the stairs with him, though he noticed her steps were as hurried as his were.
They reached their room and slipped inside closing and bolting the door, before Jean turned to him and wrapped him in her embrace. He returned the favor, his hands sliding across her back as he slowly, gently kissed her lips. Her taste drove him wild and he kissed her harder and more passionately feeling her respond as her own passion rose. She pushed him backwards suddenly and he yelped before falling onto the bed. he grinned up at her and began shucking his clothes slowly wriggling out of them as she watched unabashedly. He finally lay there, completely naked, the throbbing of his hard-on making him groan. Her eyes dipped to that and she grinned wider, her smile much like the cat that got the cream.
She slowly shed her clothes flinging each item across the room, moving her hips in a bump and grind that had him a little breathless and grinning as well, in open appreciation. She blushed lightly but he suspected that at least part of her flush was from her own desire which he could see in her eyes, and feel in her thoughts.
She went down on all fours and crawled to him slowly climbing over the edge of the bed to his feet, giving them a playful bite before beginning to plant gentle soft kisses along his legs. Her kisses slowly arched up his legs to his thighs kissing each one softly, gently, her tongue licking out softly and swiping his thigh and making him jump and groan . her grin flashed as he groaned and she continued her slow climb up his thighs.
She brushed a light kiss across the veins of his hard and throbbing cock, making him shudder in desire, as he clamped down on himself and pulled the imminent climax back under control. She nipped at the tip gently scraping it with her teeth. Her tongue snaked out and gently licked it and she began giving his cock small licks and kisses gently brushes of her teeth and making him growl with desire as his passion built higher...she continued this teasing torment as his breathing grew more and more labored and then as he showed the tell tale signs of being about to lose it she suddenly swooped her head up and then down in one gulp swallowing his entire shaft to the hilt and looking him in the eye as she sucked hard against it. He groaned and cried aloud at how damn sexy she looked and suddenly boiled over his body shuddering again and again as his exploded across their link, and his cock shot his hot orgasm into her waiting mouth, she swallowed again and again as he came until he seemed to collapse against the sheets.
She licked and sucked it gently until his cock shone clean and then lifted her head for a moment and growled at him softly. He looked down into her eyes and saw such a look of desire that his cock began hardening almost immediately. She helped it along with a few more licks and kisses and nips from gentle teeth, until it stood throbbing once more extremely sensitive to her touch. She blew on it gently as she raised her head making him shake silently and croak out
"I want you, Jean. i want to make love to you."
Her answering voice was as low and sultry as his own.
"I am going to fuck you Scott summers, until you cant come anymore."
He was slightly shocked to hear the words so easily fall from her lips and groaned as he felt himself quiver. She began to crawl up his body her lips and hands crossing his body faster, now no subtlety, now no gentleness in them. He responded, caressing her wildly. His kisses rained on her hair and shoulders and finally her mouth as she reached his head and kissed him hotly.
He teased her clit and soft pussy gently with his hardness, brushing it across the petals and folds of her soft flower, teasing and touching with gentle jabs and taps across that hardening and throbbing clit. She groaned again and again as her won body began quaking with need. And he finally gave in guiding his cock to her pussy.
They came together and their passion grew as his cock slowly entered her, he going slowly to ensure lasting. That care didn't last as their passions intertwined and spiraled higher and soon he was pounding deep inside her. His hips thrust against her as her thrusts upward met his own with equal passion. Their passion spiraled higher and higher as they neared explosion and fell over the top in a shattering mind blowing orgasm that erased the barriers between them flooding both of them with the feelings each had of penetrating and being penetrated and exploding within and without and finally falling down painfully losing that fullness as they cuddled closer collapsing spent together.
He smiled softly at her and kissed her deeply as she returned the kiss. she backed away gasping in time with him as he came free of her and rolled away trotting to the attached bathroom to clean up.
He rolled over on his side watching the door and smiled as she came back through it minutes later, looking so radiant and beautiful and...
The silent moment was shattered as a sundering echoing clap of something like thunder tore at them and a brilliant beam of light slammed into the boathouse roof and through it to the room they were in tearing right through...where Jean was standing... for one brief moment she was highlighted in the light then gone and a hole gaped where she was standing...had been standing.
Scott's mouth was stretched in a scream of rage and loss and denial as their mindlink snapped and vanished from his mind, and he fell away into darkness as his body tumbled into the debris.
* * *
Scott stood alone at the tombstone. His back was bunched and muscles tied in knots as he stared blankly at the beautiful gravesite prepared by Jean's family. the simple words echoed in his mind..Here Lies Jean Grey...Beloved Daughter, Sister, Student , and Fiancée. She saved the world and loved it too.
His mind was a torrent of emotion, yet controlled and beaten back behind a barrier of utter and tight restraint. His eyes bleak and tear free, denied that release by the ravaging power of his eyes. he slowly turned away from he grave and made his way back to the cars where the others waited.
Ororo spoke, her voice gentle.
"Are you sure you wont reconsider Scott? This is a drastic move and sudden and not something to do on a emotional roller-coaster like the one you are on."
He looked up and smiled a smile free of joy or emotion, almost a tight grimace.
"I am sure, Ororo. I am an X-Man no more."
With that and ignoring the others words, he walked to his car and closed the door. after belting himself in, he looked in the rearview mirror one more time at those who had been his family for so long. he felt a part of himself tear away and then shook his head. He started the car and eased it slowly down the aisle and out of the graveyard. he turned onto the freeway and drove away from the X-men and all he had known...
***
To Be Continued in The Claiming of Colossus , a story coming soon
Author's notes: This story is fondly dedicated to Jen1703, a fellow live journal enthusiast and X-Men Evolution fan. This is being completed on the morning of her birthday. I dedicate it to hber fully aware that she is five times the writer I willever be and that she has enriched my life by being in it, little though I know her. She will no doubt cry bloody murder at the ending which will give me ample reason to start on the sequel soon.
This fic is in a common universe set after the Cartoon series and shares continuity with several stories I have written before. It introduces several new characters which will be filled out later in other fics set both before and after this one.
I had a great deal of fun writing this as it is the longest thing I have ever written and writing it has taught me a lot.
Feedback is adored and doted on. Give please.