Agent-G: well, ofcourse I'm right, there has to be a first for everything
and I know I'm evil. I have a real mean streak, I think I proved that in
Just a Girl, where I left the lot of you hanging. And the cliff-hanger,
well, let's just say I live to annoy my younger sister.
Fighting Destiny - Telling
"What's wrong? You said you found out what's going to happen?" Xavier looked at the two young people in fron of him. Marianne and Michael had woken him, Logan, Ororo, Tank, Sarah and Ben up upon Marianne's revalation, but even Michael hadn't been told what was about to happen.
"I don't know if you are all familiar with 'side-dimensions'. What I found out is related to that theory, and it might prove the theory to be true in the most disastrous way possible. The reason why the precogs can't give us details, is because there are too many variables flooding in from these 'side-dimensions'. The dimension in which we exist has become unstable, a rift is forming and, to be honest, I don't know if we have the capability to stop it from ripping this dimension apart," Marianne said, her hands clasped tight together on her lap.
"What are ya talkin' 'bout?" Logan demanded to know.
"There is a theory," Marianne looked at Hanks, as is asking for approval to continue, Hank nodded, "that we started out in one dimension. But with every major choice, it split. Like with the second world war, there could be one in which the nazis were never defeated, or with Apocalyps, there could very well be one in which he was never released and one in which he wasn't defeated. Our dimension is then most likely to hang between those two extremes. These two extremes have, for some reason, begun to pull, as it were, at our dimension. This is causing the instability, the rift."
Silence decended upon the group as they took in the information.
"How did you come to this?" Ororo finally asked her.
"I honestly don't know, I was just sitting here and suddenly, it was as if someone whispered it into my mind, so I started to investigate the possibility. What I found out proved that this is far too real a chance," Marianne spoke up, "but I also know that, even though the chance to repair this rift is small, there has to be a way, I don't know how, but I just know we can't give up."
"No one's givin' up, we just hafta pull our act together and find a way to prepare for this," Logan had a bitter grin on his face: so, no enemies to beat, but still their world was at stake.
"Have you, by any chance, located this rift?" Hank asked, a thoughtfull look in his eyes.
"No, I'm afraid I haven't as of yet. It is only just beginning and as we have no data on this event, I can't make a real prediction. I have the belief, though, that this will happen with anomalies and strange energy readings, so the government will be on top of it. All we have to do is create an uplink with the Pentagon or something and we'll find out just when it's going to happen," Marianne shrugged slightly.
"I'm on that hacking first thing in the morning," Ben yawned, he seemed remarkably unfazed by the whole news, but that would come when he woke up tomorrow. One after one, the group returned to their rooms, untill only Tank, Logan, Marianne and Michael were there.
"What are ya goin' ta do?" Logan asked as Tank got up, he had earlier stated there was no way he could sleep now.
"Well, since everyone has to believe in something, and in light of current events, I believe I'm going to get a beer," Tank said, before making his way to the 'bar'/rec-room.
"How on earth are we supposed to face this?" Marianne allowed herself to break down, well, allowing was not much to it. She was breaking down.
"Just like we face every other thing that comes across. Head on and prayin' that we do it right. It worked so far. Logan, I still want the X-Men to train, we don't know what anomalies we'll come across and with the entire Underground out of the country, we have very little protection for the mutants against the haters. And even though this has come across, I don't think the haters know this and somehow, I think that even if they knew, they would find a way to pin the blame on us mutants," Michael grinned.
"Wouldn't have it any other way, bub," Logan got up, "an' I'm gonna go an' join Tank in his believes."
Marianne motioned to get back to the computer, but was deftly intercepted by Michael, who was adament about her coming to bed. In the end, he swung her over his left shoulder to carry the kicking and hitting Marianne of to bed.
~*Next day*~
"I really don't think we can do that," one of the conspirators objected, "you saw what they did yesterday. Putting them on the same team permanent would end up in one very dead, or at least seriously maimed Cajun thief and a very pissed of Rogue, pissed of at us, mind you."
Yes, you are correct, Marianne was once again trying to prevent Kitty, Jean, Jubilee, Amara and Rahne from doing something that they would regret for the rest of their lives. Which means: trying to knock the sense into them that Rogue and Remy were completely wrong for eachother and not meant to be matched up.
"Like, it was only a first try. They would, like, totally, be perfect, once they find out," Kitty brought on the over-used argument, of which Marianne didn't see any reason.
"The first try almost ended up in Gambit being killed, it would have if Michael hadn't called the trainingexercise off. I mean, we have a world catastrophe on our hands here, don't you think that matching these two up seems slightly unimportant in light of recent events?" Marianne once again tried to appeal to the sense of common reason, but apparently, in this matter, that reason had even abandoned Jean.
"Hey, you come up with another matchmaking idea on your own, chica," Jubilee spoke up.
"THAT was NOT my idea. That was a desperate attempt to save our lives from Rogue's fury, and if she finds out, of which I'm still convinced, and she kills me, I'll come back to haunt all you who survived," Marianne groaned and burried her head in her hands.
In just a couple of days, her life had gone to hell, and all because of the X-Men err... Woman... whatever. Who on earth decided they were the good guys?! They were at the moment trying to rob her of the little sanity she had left!
"Gals, Logan sent meh ta get ya all. We've got trainin'," Rogue came in to save Marianne and when the five conspirators and tormentors of Marianne's sanity, Marianne jumped up and hugged Rogue.
"Thank you Rogue! I owe you my life!" she called out after she let go. Rogue stared slightly bewildered at Marianne, before shaking her head.
"So, ya've got a plan ta match up Tank an' Sarah?" she asked with a mischevious grin on her face.
"OUT!" was the only reply that she got, together with a couple of pillows thrown after her. Rogue made the quick and wise decission to disappear.
"Mental note," Marianne groaned when she was sure that she was alone, "never. I repeat: NEVER invite all the X-Men over at the same time, no matter what. If Apocalypse comes back, if the earth is about to explode, just don't do it and save yourself the trouble."
~*Training Room*~
"No way! Ah am not teamin' up with that lyin', cheatin', thievin' swamprat again!" Rogue objected vehemently.
"Yes ya are, Stripes, you were late and the others already got their couples," Logan crossed his arms and fixed her with a glare.
She looked around to see that it was true. Jean and Scott, Jubilee and Bobby, Kitty and Sam, Kurt and Ray, Amara and Roberto, even Tabitha and Rahne had teamed up. Tabitha had returned a couple of months ago.
"Fahne, but if the swamprat's dead, it ain't mah fault," Rogue warned before joing the others.
"Ah, chere, y' wound Remy," Remy pretended to be hurt while he fell in behind her.
Suddenlt, Jean saw Rogue's eyes narrow, before she whirled around and planted a sollid blow to the Cajun's jaw.
"Don't. Touch. Mah. Butt," she hissed as Remy stared up at her, slightly cross eyed.
"An' what a fine butt it is," he grinned, causing Rogue to huff and stomp to the other side of the room.
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A/N: for Agent-G and Damn-my-name-was-taken, ever wondered what would happen if Jeager, Marianne and Vincent actually were in the same world? Don't mind me, just had boring class, my mind is working funny.
Fighting Destiny - Telling
"What's wrong? You said you found out what's going to happen?" Xavier looked at the two young people in fron of him. Marianne and Michael had woken him, Logan, Ororo, Tank, Sarah and Ben up upon Marianne's revalation, but even Michael hadn't been told what was about to happen.
"I don't know if you are all familiar with 'side-dimensions'. What I found out is related to that theory, and it might prove the theory to be true in the most disastrous way possible. The reason why the precogs can't give us details, is because there are too many variables flooding in from these 'side-dimensions'. The dimension in which we exist has become unstable, a rift is forming and, to be honest, I don't know if we have the capability to stop it from ripping this dimension apart," Marianne said, her hands clasped tight together on her lap.
"What are ya talkin' 'bout?" Logan demanded to know.
"There is a theory," Marianne looked at Hanks, as is asking for approval to continue, Hank nodded, "that we started out in one dimension. But with every major choice, it split. Like with the second world war, there could be one in which the nazis were never defeated, or with Apocalyps, there could very well be one in which he was never released and one in which he wasn't defeated. Our dimension is then most likely to hang between those two extremes. These two extremes have, for some reason, begun to pull, as it were, at our dimension. This is causing the instability, the rift."
Silence decended upon the group as they took in the information.
"How did you come to this?" Ororo finally asked her.
"I honestly don't know, I was just sitting here and suddenly, it was as if someone whispered it into my mind, so I started to investigate the possibility. What I found out proved that this is far too real a chance," Marianne spoke up, "but I also know that, even though the chance to repair this rift is small, there has to be a way, I don't know how, but I just know we can't give up."
"No one's givin' up, we just hafta pull our act together and find a way to prepare for this," Logan had a bitter grin on his face: so, no enemies to beat, but still their world was at stake.
"Have you, by any chance, located this rift?" Hank asked, a thoughtfull look in his eyes.
"No, I'm afraid I haven't as of yet. It is only just beginning and as we have no data on this event, I can't make a real prediction. I have the belief, though, that this will happen with anomalies and strange energy readings, so the government will be on top of it. All we have to do is create an uplink with the Pentagon or something and we'll find out just when it's going to happen," Marianne shrugged slightly.
"I'm on that hacking first thing in the morning," Ben yawned, he seemed remarkably unfazed by the whole news, but that would come when he woke up tomorrow. One after one, the group returned to their rooms, untill only Tank, Logan, Marianne and Michael were there.
"What are ya goin' ta do?" Logan asked as Tank got up, he had earlier stated there was no way he could sleep now.
"Well, since everyone has to believe in something, and in light of current events, I believe I'm going to get a beer," Tank said, before making his way to the 'bar'/rec-room.
"How on earth are we supposed to face this?" Marianne allowed herself to break down, well, allowing was not much to it. She was breaking down.
"Just like we face every other thing that comes across. Head on and prayin' that we do it right. It worked so far. Logan, I still want the X-Men to train, we don't know what anomalies we'll come across and with the entire Underground out of the country, we have very little protection for the mutants against the haters. And even though this has come across, I don't think the haters know this and somehow, I think that even if they knew, they would find a way to pin the blame on us mutants," Michael grinned.
"Wouldn't have it any other way, bub," Logan got up, "an' I'm gonna go an' join Tank in his believes."
Marianne motioned to get back to the computer, but was deftly intercepted by Michael, who was adament about her coming to bed. In the end, he swung her over his left shoulder to carry the kicking and hitting Marianne of to bed.
~*Next day*~
"I really don't think we can do that," one of the conspirators objected, "you saw what they did yesterday. Putting them on the same team permanent would end up in one very dead, or at least seriously maimed Cajun thief and a very pissed of Rogue, pissed of at us, mind you."
Yes, you are correct, Marianne was once again trying to prevent Kitty, Jean, Jubilee, Amara and Rahne from doing something that they would regret for the rest of their lives. Which means: trying to knock the sense into them that Rogue and Remy were completely wrong for eachother and not meant to be matched up.
"Like, it was only a first try. They would, like, totally, be perfect, once they find out," Kitty brought on the over-used argument, of which Marianne didn't see any reason.
"The first try almost ended up in Gambit being killed, it would have if Michael hadn't called the trainingexercise off. I mean, we have a world catastrophe on our hands here, don't you think that matching these two up seems slightly unimportant in light of recent events?" Marianne once again tried to appeal to the sense of common reason, but apparently, in this matter, that reason had even abandoned Jean.
"Hey, you come up with another matchmaking idea on your own, chica," Jubilee spoke up.
"THAT was NOT my idea. That was a desperate attempt to save our lives from Rogue's fury, and if she finds out, of which I'm still convinced, and she kills me, I'll come back to haunt all you who survived," Marianne groaned and burried her head in her hands.
In just a couple of days, her life had gone to hell, and all because of the X-Men err... Woman... whatever. Who on earth decided they were the good guys?! They were at the moment trying to rob her of the little sanity she had left!
"Gals, Logan sent meh ta get ya all. We've got trainin'," Rogue came in to save Marianne and when the five conspirators and tormentors of Marianne's sanity, Marianne jumped up and hugged Rogue.
"Thank you Rogue! I owe you my life!" she called out after she let go. Rogue stared slightly bewildered at Marianne, before shaking her head.
"So, ya've got a plan ta match up Tank an' Sarah?" she asked with a mischevious grin on her face.
"OUT!" was the only reply that she got, together with a couple of pillows thrown after her. Rogue made the quick and wise decission to disappear.
"Mental note," Marianne groaned when she was sure that she was alone, "never. I repeat: NEVER invite all the X-Men over at the same time, no matter what. If Apocalypse comes back, if the earth is about to explode, just don't do it and save yourself the trouble."
~*Training Room*~
"No way! Ah am not teamin' up with that lyin', cheatin', thievin' swamprat again!" Rogue objected vehemently.
"Yes ya are, Stripes, you were late and the others already got their couples," Logan crossed his arms and fixed her with a glare.
She looked around to see that it was true. Jean and Scott, Jubilee and Bobby, Kitty and Sam, Kurt and Ray, Amara and Roberto, even Tabitha and Rahne had teamed up. Tabitha had returned a couple of months ago.
"Fahne, but if the swamprat's dead, it ain't mah fault," Rogue warned before joing the others.
"Ah, chere, y' wound Remy," Remy pretended to be hurt while he fell in behind her.
Suddenlt, Jean saw Rogue's eyes narrow, before she whirled around and planted a sollid blow to the Cajun's jaw.
"Don't. Touch. Mah. Butt," she hissed as Remy stared up at her, slightly cross eyed.
"An' what a fine butt it is," he grinned, causing Rogue to huff and stomp to the other side of the room.
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A/N: for Agent-G and Damn-my-name-was-taken, ever wondered what would happen if Jeager, Marianne and Vincent actually were in the same world? Don't mind me, just had boring class, my mind is working funny.