Title: Broken
Disclaimer: The X-men are not mine…Review: Please!
Note: ****** = Change of time or place…….=Telepathic speech
Italics = Thoughts
~……~ = Dreams
*……* = Emphasis
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In this part ya gonna find out what happened to Jubes, I promise ;-)
storms-rose: thanks for your review! I'll try to speed up a little bit with the Lo/Ro thing!
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Jubilation Lee, the ever curious teenager, had opened a door and got more than she bargained for. By the time she could adjust to the sudden bright light that had been locked behind the large, heavy metal door, there were two lasers and at least four other guns pointed at her. The weapons were attached to the wall and seemed to have some sort of infra red warmth sensor. The only thing she could think of was screaming for help.
"Wolvie!!"
Wolverine ran to her, while Gambit who was closer pulled out a deck of cards and started to charge them. It were just seconds before Wolverine reached Jubilee and pushed her out of the way. Gambit threw his, with kinetic energy loaded, cards at one of the lasers. Ororo's eyes had turned from deep blue to icy white and dark clouds were forming above the broken window. Wolverine stood up and attacked the other laser, while a lightning bolt destroyed the other guns.
"This ain't over yet people! There's a flame-thrower at two o'clock!"
He dived in and slashed at everything he saw. He was close to losing the battle against the beast. Gambit discovered that the flamethrower wasn't the only thing that was aiming for their lives and threw some more cards at the various weapons that seemed to pop up out of nothing. Jubilee- a bit shaken, but okay- jumped up and assisted him by 'paffing' a few. Ororo destroyed a few with some well aimed lightning bolts, but couldn't do very much, for Logan was still somewhere in the large room. She tried to find him trough the smoke of the already destroyed weapons, but couldn't find him. When she finally spotted him he was slashing at a large metal robot, which was firing at him with some sort of beam. The robot was no match for the Wolverine and soon it fell in pieces to the ground.
"Logan! You need to get out of there!"
Logan whirled around to face her and she saw the rage burning in his eyes. Goddess! He's feral…but he needs to get out of that room so I can use my full power. How am I going to get to him? They looked at each other for what seemed ages, but Ororo saw the rage slowly disappearing out of those pale blue eyes.
"Logan. You need to get out of there, now." She didn't raise her voice because she knew he could hear her and she saw it had the desired effect. Logan, who was obviously not yet his normal self, understood what she was saying and ran to her while on his way destroying three other machines. As soon as he was there Ororo released the full power of the storm above their heads and directed it into the room. The loud crash and the blinding light made the three other X-men duck for cover.
Coughing and waving at the slowly clearing smoke they stood up.
"Merde Stormy, a little warnin' would've been nice…But I have t' admit that y' did a good job."
"Thank you Remy. And do * not* call me Stormy. Jubilee?"
"Dude! Ya got them Storm!"
"That's an all right, I guess?"
"Yup, I'm fine. Where is Wolvie?"
They jumped slightly when they heard a low growl and try to see through the thick smoke.
"Logan? Mon ami? Y'all right? ' They got no answer except for another growl emanating from behind the debris of the room. Straining her eyes Ororo could barely make out the hunched from of Logan while he crouched low against the blackened wall. She slowly approached him and saw he was bleeding from a large gash on his head. Being the last to come out of the room before she blew it, he probably had been hit by a flying piece of metal. Mentally kicking herself for not waiting until he was save, she started talking softly to him.
"Logan, please calm down. Nobody is going to hurt you. You can come out now, it's save."
She saw him cautiously look around and slowly averting his piercing gaze to her. The gash on his head became smaller every second and it didn't take long before it fully closed. He retracted the claws on is left hand and wiped at the blood that dripped down his forehead into his left eye. Ororo saw this as a cue to get closer to him until she could touch him. As she did so he gave her a silent snarl, but accepted the touch anyways. Jubilee and Remy, both relieved that he calmed down a bit, came closer and waited behind Storm.
"Wolvie? You okay?"
Hearing Jubilee's familiar voice he retracted the claws on his right hand too and looked up to her.
"Jubes?" He asked in a raspy voice.
"Yeah, that's me. You gonna be okay, now? I'd like ta get outta here, you know."
"Oui, Remy doesn' like it here either."
Logan stood up slowly, still a bit wary, and wiped his bloody hand on his pants. Giving them another look he walked past them and turned around to take a look at the room.
"It was a place to test my fighting skills… They put soldiers in it and I had to kill them, then I had to get past the machines and robots and push a button on the other end, when I reached it in time they'd let me stop…when I didn't I had to go again and again…all those people…killed because of me…" His voice sounded distant and monotone.
"It wasn't because of you, Logan, they made you do it."
"Bullshit 'Ro and you know it! *I* was their little experiment! *I* was their Weapon! *I* was the one that killed them! Drove my claws in their hearts! I was the last one they saw instead of their family, their friends! It was *me*! If *I* was faster they wouldn't have died, they'd be happy and living!"
During his ranting his claws had come out again and the rage was back in his eyes.
"No Logan! That's not true! Why do you blame yourself?"
"Because it's true! That's what I did, didn't I? I killed them." He shouted, pointing with his claws to the devastated room.
"Yes, you did, but you couldn't help it. They made you do it. It wasn't your fault. Nobody blames you except you." Ororo said calmly so she wouldn't agitate him even more. All of a sudden Logan's outburst disappeared; he turned around panting from the emotional strain he was under.
"They did." He said quietly. "They told me I was a piece of shit. That I murdered all those people, because I was nothing but a disgusting animal. They let the other soldiers beat me up for killing their friends. At first I didn't understand, but I know now it was my fault… I killed them all… I deserved it."
"Non, Logan, dat's what they want y'to believe. 'You are not to blame for something another person made ya do.' Remember that? That's what y' said t' me after I told y' Sinister made me lead the Marauders to the Morlocks. Y' made me believe in myself again, y' didn' blame me an' made sure I didn' blame myself. Are y' gonna take your own lesson now homme? Or are y' gonna brood an' hate yerself for something y' didn't do, for the rest of yer life? "
"Swamp rat's right Wolvie. It wasn't your fault."
Logan turned to them and saw the sincerity in their eyes. Running a hand through his thick hair he realized they were right.
"Thanks guys, sometimes I just need someone to kick my ass. Let's get out of this place." With that they all got out and once again set food in the soft white snow that covered the earth.
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