I don't know if this is good news or not, but I've decided to write more!
Whats that? Its bad news? Jerk! Arg, oh well! On with the fic!
Disclaimer: I own this, I own this, oops! don't own that, I own this, another thing I don't own...
Catching Up With Family
Timothy stared at the closed door after Jerry had run out. He morphed back into a boy and sniffed.
"Go get him shrimp!" Rufus snapped. "You're his bro!" Corrince nodded his agreement.
Timothy stared at the strange young men, unsure if he should follow their advice. Professor Xavier caught his eye and gestured towards the door and Timothy immediately ran out of the mansion and raced after his brother.
Jerry stormed down the steps and headed towards the nearby woods. 'I don't have a brother and sister,' he thought fiercely to himself. 'Why oh why did they have to take me?' This last sentence was thought as Jerry stopped a few yards into the woods and knelt down on the forest floor to collect his bearings.
He looked up when he heard footsteps behind him. It was Timothy, his brother. His brother. He smiled slightly as he thought that it would have been nice to have had a brother during his few years at the Friends Of Humanity laboratory.
Timothy stopped next to his brother, his eyes brimming with tears. When Jerry made no move to get up, the little boy flung his arms around his neck and cried on his brother's shoulder.
"I've always wanted an older brother," Timothy sobbed. "And now I have one!"
Jerry choked back tears of his own as he patted his brother's trembling back.
"Its okay buddy," he whispered hoarsely, almost overcome by his emotions. "Its okay buddy."
When Timothy had calmed down somewhat he stared into his brother's eyes and asked quietly:
"Where have you been all these years?"
Jerry cleared his throat and looked out into the forest, as if seeing memories of his past.
"I was taken by the Friends Of Humanity when I was twelve," he said quietly. "They experimented on me and tried to enhance my mutation to become some 'super soldier' or something. After two years they had me perfected by their standards, I had complete control of my mutations and knew my limitations. That was when they asked me to join them, support them in their cause. To rid the world of mutants." He paused to chuckle slightly. "They were rather put out when I told them 'no'. They were going to kill me, but Corrince and his gang saved me. Six of them died trying to save me."
Jerry stopped and stared at the forest's leafy canopy, holding back tears.
"They were all willing to give up their lives to save a fellow mutant from the hands of the Friends group. I stayed with them and helped them in any way I could. Our band kept shrinking and growing as members were lost in the fight against the Friends. Corrince, Pink, the rest of the gang and I are all thats left. So we came here." He stopped again and smiled at his little brother. "Its not too boring living here is it?" he asked.
Timothy smiled and wiped away his tears.
"Nope," he replied. "Actually its really neat! We get trained how to use our powers, and go on missions, and its really cool!" the little boy was morphing into things as he got more and more excited. "This one time, we were playing cards and we got captured! And they just waltzed right in and let us out like they were going to the mall! And there's this girl named Rogue, and she's really pretty! She saved me from bullies, twice! And there's Mister Logan, and Storm and Mr. McCoy, and ..." Timothy kept talking even as Jerry stopped listening.
Suddenly the older boy laughed, causing Timothy to stop talking and stare at him.
"What?" Timothy asked, his face betraying his confusion.
Jerry chuckled and mussed up Timothy's curls. "I used to talk like that all the time. Just going on and on until Mom or Dad would tell me to stop. They kept saying I'd run out of words and be mute one day." Timothy's eyes widened in fear. "No they were just kidding!" Jerry assured him, holding his brother tight. "They just couldn't stand it!"
"Wanna go back to the mansion now?" Timothy asked, standing up. "They might be getting worried."
Jerry stood up to and brushed himself off. "How about we take a walk in the woods and you tell me about your life?" he suggested. Timothy nodded and they strode off into the forest. "Well, I don't remember much when I was a baby, but Mom always said I was a handful. And when Kary was born I would play with her all the time..." Timothy kept talking as they walked even further into the woods.
"What are they doin' Chuck?" Logan asked the older telepath.
"They're talking," Professor Xavier smiled.
Nice long one there.
Disclaimer: I own this, I own this, oops! don't own that, I own this, another thing I don't own...
Catching Up With Family
Timothy stared at the closed door after Jerry had run out. He morphed back into a boy and sniffed.
"Go get him shrimp!" Rufus snapped. "You're his bro!" Corrince nodded his agreement.
Timothy stared at the strange young men, unsure if he should follow their advice. Professor Xavier caught his eye and gestured towards the door and Timothy immediately ran out of the mansion and raced after his brother.
Jerry stormed down the steps and headed towards the nearby woods. 'I don't have a brother and sister,' he thought fiercely to himself. 'Why oh why did they have to take me?' This last sentence was thought as Jerry stopped a few yards into the woods and knelt down on the forest floor to collect his bearings.
He looked up when he heard footsteps behind him. It was Timothy, his brother. His brother. He smiled slightly as he thought that it would have been nice to have had a brother during his few years at the Friends Of Humanity laboratory.
Timothy stopped next to his brother, his eyes brimming with tears. When Jerry made no move to get up, the little boy flung his arms around his neck and cried on his brother's shoulder.
"I've always wanted an older brother," Timothy sobbed. "And now I have one!"
Jerry choked back tears of his own as he patted his brother's trembling back.
"Its okay buddy," he whispered hoarsely, almost overcome by his emotions. "Its okay buddy."
When Timothy had calmed down somewhat he stared into his brother's eyes and asked quietly:
"Where have you been all these years?"
Jerry cleared his throat and looked out into the forest, as if seeing memories of his past.
"I was taken by the Friends Of Humanity when I was twelve," he said quietly. "They experimented on me and tried to enhance my mutation to become some 'super soldier' or something. After two years they had me perfected by their standards, I had complete control of my mutations and knew my limitations. That was when they asked me to join them, support them in their cause. To rid the world of mutants." He paused to chuckle slightly. "They were rather put out when I told them 'no'. They were going to kill me, but Corrince and his gang saved me. Six of them died trying to save me."
Jerry stopped and stared at the forest's leafy canopy, holding back tears.
"They were all willing to give up their lives to save a fellow mutant from the hands of the Friends group. I stayed with them and helped them in any way I could. Our band kept shrinking and growing as members were lost in the fight against the Friends. Corrince, Pink, the rest of the gang and I are all thats left. So we came here." He stopped again and smiled at his little brother. "Its not too boring living here is it?" he asked.
Timothy smiled and wiped away his tears.
"Nope," he replied. "Actually its really neat! We get trained how to use our powers, and go on missions, and its really cool!" the little boy was morphing into things as he got more and more excited. "This one time, we were playing cards and we got captured! And they just waltzed right in and let us out like they were going to the mall! And there's this girl named Rogue, and she's really pretty! She saved me from bullies, twice! And there's Mister Logan, and Storm and Mr. McCoy, and ..." Timothy kept talking even as Jerry stopped listening.
Suddenly the older boy laughed, causing Timothy to stop talking and stare at him.
"What?" Timothy asked, his face betraying his confusion.
Jerry chuckled and mussed up Timothy's curls. "I used to talk like that all the time. Just going on and on until Mom or Dad would tell me to stop. They kept saying I'd run out of words and be mute one day." Timothy's eyes widened in fear. "No they were just kidding!" Jerry assured him, holding his brother tight. "They just couldn't stand it!"
"Wanna go back to the mansion now?" Timothy asked, standing up. "They might be getting worried."
Jerry stood up to and brushed himself off. "How about we take a walk in the woods and you tell me about your life?" he suggested. Timothy nodded and they strode off into the forest. "Well, I don't remember much when I was a baby, but Mom always said I was a handful. And when Kary was born I would play with her all the time..." Timothy kept talking as they walked even further into the woods.
"What are they doin' Chuck?" Logan asked the older telepath.
"They're talking," Professor Xavier smiled.
Nice long one there.