Agent-G: thanks for the tip, I'll make sure to use it when they go on
vacation. And yup, Rogue is a smart girl, so she was bound to figure that
out. As for the 'doing them justice', I'm sure you will, hey, you're a
great writer, I'm the one who should be honored that you're willing to use
these OC's.
Damn-my-name-was-taken: first off, a question that's been bugging me: what would that name be that was taken?! I haven't seen the second movie yet, but I will, some day. As for the married part, oh, well I don't know. They do know eachother long enough, don't they? Just haven't thought of it yet, thanks for bringing it under my attention.
Fighting Destiny – First rift
There just had to be a rule against it, and otherwise, someone should think up one. You just could not wake up someone who's supposed to save it earth in the middle of the night. It just wasn't humane. And someone had to have a VERY long talk with Ben about tying the alarm system in with the computer was was searching for anomalies. It was simply not pleasant to be awakened by a siren going of full blast.
"Merde, dat one wake-up call," Remy came stumbling into the livingroom.
"That, like, better not happen again," Kitty whined from the couch she had taken possession of.
"Or else I'll shove up one of my cherry bombs somewhere where daylight won't reach it," Tabitha glared at Ben, who gulped.
The entire group, minus Marianne, Michael, Xavier, Ororo, Logan and Hank was in the livingroom, the others were currently analysing the data.
It seemed to take hours before they finally joined the team in the livingroom and Logan broke the news: "Good news and bad news. The bad news is that a small rift has formed."
"And, like, what's the good news?" Kitty asked him, hoping that by some miracle, it would close on it's own.
"That's also the good news, I'm afraid," Hank filled her in.
"Okay, we're going to have to form two teams. One stays here, in case another one opens, and the other goes. Michael, Logan, Scott, I'll leave you two to form the teams, you're better at this," Marianne sat down on the couch and observed the others. This would be it, now, they would find out if they had the capability to stop these rifts from ripping apart their dimension. If they wouldn't be able to stop this small one, they would stand no chance against the big one.
Finally, two teams were made. Scott would be in charge of the 'home-team' and Michael of the one that went out. Michael's team consisted out of Sarah, Rogue, Kurt, Sam, Remy, Amara, Jubilee, Ororo and Marianne. The last one was a surprise for everyone except Michael and Marianne. She had clearly stated she needed to run some tests on the rift so that they could actively search for these rifts and find them with more accuracy. After Marianne had insured them that she wouldn't be in any direct danger of being killed, that there was no building that could explode with her in it and that she wouldn't stay behind no matter what, the X-Men grudgingly agreed to her being part of the team.
The rift was located in Texas, luckily not near civilization or anything like that. The damage such a thing, even a small one, could do, it would be horrendous in a city. They would have to close it quickly, if Hank's calculations were correct, which they most likely were, a small rift could grow into a large enough one to disrupt the dimension, causing more and more rifts. If she could now only come up with an idea to close the rift, that would be fun.
Marianne took a look at the laptop, it had been enhanced so it could take in the data of the anomalies the rift was creating. The entire flight over to the location of the rift had been downed in silence, it was unnerving. Everyone was anxious, for they had no way of anticipating what could happen once they reached it.
She noticed that everyone was looking at her tensely, she shot them a nervous smile, ignoring the creepy deja-vu feeling that sent shivers down her spine. This time, she would not scare them, she would not get herself almost killed and most of all, they would all make it out without a scratch. Okay, so the scratch-thing was a bit optimistic, but she could always hope.
"Ve're here," Kurt suddenly announced as he started the landing sequence.
If possible, everyone tensed up even more as the preparede to leave the jet.
"I don't know what's to expect, but be prepared for anything," Michael warned them, "Nightcrawler, you're task is to get anyone out who's in trouble. Cannonball, you're staying with Fantasy and make sure she doesn't get hurt and gets her data on the rift. The rest, we're going to try and close that rift."
"For which you'll need my data. We can't go in blasting our way through," Marianne walked up to Michael, "Gun, let me try and figure out what this is first. If anyone does something without knowing the effects, it could very well end up destroying us all."
"Now that wouldn't be good," Sarah grinned sarcastically.
"No Sarah, Ah think the end of the world as we know it wouldn't be good at all," Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Would ya shut up?! I know that!" was hissed in return.
"Ladies, ladies, Remy enjoy a good catfight any day, but not when de end o' de world could be near!"
"That might be the first sensible thing I heard from you the entire time you've been with us. O. Dear. Lord," Marianne trailed of as they came out of the jet. It was night, but the results of the dimensional rift was clearly visible. Some of the earth was compressed by grave gravitational pressure, while through other areas, it appeared as if lightining was constantly striking the ground. It was not the worst though, some part were consumed by darkness where as others were simply disappearing.
"This is actually worse then Gaia and Tank in the kitchen," Jubilee looked around, wide eyed.
"Is it too late to say I really prefer to be on the hometeam?" Amara joked weakly.
"Imagine this happenin' in a city," Rogue whispered, her hand coming over her mouth.
"Cannonball, we're going in," Marianne turned around to the Southern boy, he nodded, his face set stern.
"Be carefull, both of you," Michael told them with an emotionless voice, Marianne knew him well enough to know that he was scared out of his mind.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine, I'll be back in no time to tell you guys how to close this damned thing," Marianne gave him a comforting smile and took of with Cannonball.
It was worse then an obstical course from Logan's manufacturing, Sam decided. Apocalyps hadn't scared him as this did: at least Apocalyps had a face, this rift didn't.
"Look out! Left! Lightning on the left!" Marianne suddenly cried out, Sam quickly corrected.
"You okay?" he asked her after they had steered clear from the lightning.
"Next time, we're going over this all. It almost hit me!" Marianne exclaimed, shock audible in her voice, "STOP!"
Sam managed to stop in the nick of time, one of the patches of disappearing land had expanded to right in front of them. He really didn't wanted to know what would happen if even a part of him came even in contact with it.
Marianne was having the hardest time calming her nerves, she really had to ask Ben if he could put something into the laptop that would enable her to stay away from the rift and get her data. Suddenly, being forced into matchmaking plans by the girl for Rogue and Remy didn't seem so bad. No, not bad at all. In fact, she would rather be doing that right now.
Almost there, they were almost there, and the rift looked a thousand times scarier then anything caused by it.
"You know, I think I just found where the Boogy Man comes from," Marianne said in horror as she watched it. It was as if the air itself had ripped open and energy was sizzling around, blindingly bright. Marianne moved in closer, but was thrown down by Sam, as she looked up to see why, she saw a bright wave of pure energy forming in, what appeared to be the centre of the rift, her only real thought was: damn, this is going to HURT.
As it hit them, Marianne felt as if her skin was burning, she felt hot tears trickling down her face and heard someone cry out in pain, she didn't know wether it was her or Sam. As soon as it started, it stopped, and so did the pain.
"Please God, don't let me be dead, I really like being alive," Marianne whispered as she got to her feet.
'I assure you, you aren't dead,' she suddenly heard in her voice.
"What the..." Marianne looked down to see if Sam had said anything, but he was in a trance-like state.
'Well, this was certainly unexpected,' there was the voice again, 'don't ask questions, there is no time. You want to know how to close the rift? I'll tell you, but quickly, and get wonderboy down there up.'
"Okay, I've got a bossy voice in my head, just got hit by a wave of blue energy coming from a dimensional rift and why am I not surprised? Really, something just always has to go wrong, great, now I'm talking to myself. Well, Marianne, you have now most certifiably lost it, welcome to Loony- ville," she grumbled as she turned to Sam, "Sam, Sam, wake up please. Sam! There is no way I'm carrying you out of here! A gentleman should not ask a lady this. Come on Sam, wake up."
'From your memories, a slap in the face should help,' the voice added.
"What are you doing in my memories! Keep you... your voice out of that!"
'I'm in your head, what else is there to do? I can't get out,' it added dryly.
Marianne sighed and gave up, slapping the boy in the face, that seemed to snap him out of it.
"What happened?" he looked up at her, "are you okay?"
'I've got a voice in my head, ofcourse I'm not okay,' she wanted to say, but instead, "considering the circumstances, I'm just fine. Now, do you think you can get us out of here?"
The boy nodded.
"Then lead on," Marianne helped him get up and they left quickly.
'So, how to close a rift,' the voice started again, 'you can just think your thoughts, by the way, I can hear them just fine that way. Fill it up with energy, it'll overload and that should do the trick. It'll snap back in place like a rubberband.'
'And how would you know this so surely?' Marianne asked the voice, being a bit skeptical, and generally not so happy with this sudden 'guest' in her head.
'Simple, my kind lives between these dimensions, as you call them. Your dimension isn't really meant to be destroyed, something went a bit haywire, so they sent me to help out.'
'And you just had to get in my head to do this? If you haven't noticed, I'm not really the strongest one around here,' Marianne still didn't believe it.
'You and Sam were closest and easiest to reach, so I had to pick between the two of you, since you actually almost know what's happening, you were the obvious choice. I wasn't supposed to get stuck, though,' the voice seemed a bit put out at this.
'Well, then you shouldn't have picked me, things tend to gow a tad bit wrong when I'm involved.'
'No shit, Sherlock.'
'Hey! Be nice! You're, aw damn. You're not a guests 'cause I can't kick you out. Just please promise me you won't take over and go after my friends.'
'Even if I wanted that, I wouldn't be able to.'
With that, the conversation ended and Marianne snapped back to reality just in time to see she was approaching the ones who had staid behind.
"And?" Michael asked her.
"The laptop is toast, that blue wave of energy roasted it," Marianne showed what was left of it, "However, if you put enough energy into it, it should overload and snap back into place."
Michael gave her the look that promised they would have to talk later: "Okay, in that case, Gambit, Jubilee, Magma and Storm, you're going in, the rest of us can't really put energy into that rift enough. Will the anomalies cease ones the rift has closed?"
'Good question, Voice?' Marianne asked the 'guest'.
'Yes, they'll stop then and could you come up with a better name then 'Voice'? That sounds awfull.'
'I'll see what I can do,' Marianne chuckled, "yes, they should stop."
Michael motioned Remy, Ororo, Jubilee and Amara to move into the field, which left Rogue, Sarah, Sam, Kurt, Michael and Marianne to wait and see. Sam went to sit down with his back against the jet where as Marianne just lay down in the jet and pretended to sleep.
"How are you," Michael asked her after a while, sitting down next to her.
"That blue energy wave-thingy hurt, I have pain in places I didn't even know I have and I have a 'house-guest' who I can't kick out because she's stuck in my head," Marianne looked up at him, indicating that she wasn't joking around.
"What do you mean?" he looked at her with worry.
"Well, apparently, between dimensions, these beings exist, and one was sent through the rift to help us out. She told me how the rift should close. She's also quite rude," Marianne turned over on her stomache.
'I am so not rude!'
'You are, now shut up,' Marianne saw that Michael was thinking deeply about this, "If you want to, I'll let Professor Xavier talk with her. She says she can't take me over, even if she wanted to."
"As soon as we're back, and we can't tell the others before Xavier has a look. How do you know it's a she?" Michael finally nodded.
"I don't, but do you think I'd be comfortable taking a bath with a guy in my head. She's a she, end of discussion, please Michael, I'm tired, I'm hurting and I'm getting cranky, please, don't fuss," she rolled over again and this time, she did fall asleep.
Michael sighed and got up, casting one glance at her before getting out, going to wait with the others. He just hoped that what that 'guest' in Marianne's head had told her was the truth.
After about fifteen minutes, Michael began to sens a change in the landscape they were looking at: the disappearing patches slowly began to appear again, the darkness began to disappear, lightning faded and the gravitation appeared to slowly return to normal, the entire area still looked like a warground, however.
After another five minutes, the group they had sent in was returning, They looked exhausted, and Kurt quickly teleported over to get them into the jet as fast as they could. After that, the rest quietly entered the jet, the flight home was once again silent, but this time because most of the people had fallen asleep or were deep in thought.
Damn-my-name-was-taken: first off, a question that's been bugging me: what would that name be that was taken?! I haven't seen the second movie yet, but I will, some day. As for the married part, oh, well I don't know. They do know eachother long enough, don't they? Just haven't thought of it yet, thanks for bringing it under my attention.
Fighting Destiny – First rift
There just had to be a rule against it, and otherwise, someone should think up one. You just could not wake up someone who's supposed to save it earth in the middle of the night. It just wasn't humane. And someone had to have a VERY long talk with Ben about tying the alarm system in with the computer was was searching for anomalies. It was simply not pleasant to be awakened by a siren going of full blast.
"Merde, dat one wake-up call," Remy came stumbling into the livingroom.
"That, like, better not happen again," Kitty whined from the couch she had taken possession of.
"Or else I'll shove up one of my cherry bombs somewhere where daylight won't reach it," Tabitha glared at Ben, who gulped.
The entire group, minus Marianne, Michael, Xavier, Ororo, Logan and Hank was in the livingroom, the others were currently analysing the data.
It seemed to take hours before they finally joined the team in the livingroom and Logan broke the news: "Good news and bad news. The bad news is that a small rift has formed."
"And, like, what's the good news?" Kitty asked him, hoping that by some miracle, it would close on it's own.
"That's also the good news, I'm afraid," Hank filled her in.
"Okay, we're going to have to form two teams. One stays here, in case another one opens, and the other goes. Michael, Logan, Scott, I'll leave you two to form the teams, you're better at this," Marianne sat down on the couch and observed the others. This would be it, now, they would find out if they had the capability to stop these rifts from ripping apart their dimension. If they wouldn't be able to stop this small one, they would stand no chance against the big one.
Finally, two teams were made. Scott would be in charge of the 'home-team' and Michael of the one that went out. Michael's team consisted out of Sarah, Rogue, Kurt, Sam, Remy, Amara, Jubilee, Ororo and Marianne. The last one was a surprise for everyone except Michael and Marianne. She had clearly stated she needed to run some tests on the rift so that they could actively search for these rifts and find them with more accuracy. After Marianne had insured them that she wouldn't be in any direct danger of being killed, that there was no building that could explode with her in it and that she wouldn't stay behind no matter what, the X-Men grudgingly agreed to her being part of the team.
The rift was located in Texas, luckily not near civilization or anything like that. The damage such a thing, even a small one, could do, it would be horrendous in a city. They would have to close it quickly, if Hank's calculations were correct, which they most likely were, a small rift could grow into a large enough one to disrupt the dimension, causing more and more rifts. If she could now only come up with an idea to close the rift, that would be fun.
Marianne took a look at the laptop, it had been enhanced so it could take in the data of the anomalies the rift was creating. The entire flight over to the location of the rift had been downed in silence, it was unnerving. Everyone was anxious, for they had no way of anticipating what could happen once they reached it.
She noticed that everyone was looking at her tensely, she shot them a nervous smile, ignoring the creepy deja-vu feeling that sent shivers down her spine. This time, she would not scare them, she would not get herself almost killed and most of all, they would all make it out without a scratch. Okay, so the scratch-thing was a bit optimistic, but she could always hope.
"Ve're here," Kurt suddenly announced as he started the landing sequence.
If possible, everyone tensed up even more as the preparede to leave the jet.
"I don't know what's to expect, but be prepared for anything," Michael warned them, "Nightcrawler, you're task is to get anyone out who's in trouble. Cannonball, you're staying with Fantasy and make sure she doesn't get hurt and gets her data on the rift. The rest, we're going to try and close that rift."
"For which you'll need my data. We can't go in blasting our way through," Marianne walked up to Michael, "Gun, let me try and figure out what this is first. If anyone does something without knowing the effects, it could very well end up destroying us all."
"Now that wouldn't be good," Sarah grinned sarcastically.
"No Sarah, Ah think the end of the world as we know it wouldn't be good at all," Rogue rolled her eyes.
"Would ya shut up?! I know that!" was hissed in return.
"Ladies, ladies, Remy enjoy a good catfight any day, but not when de end o' de world could be near!"
"That might be the first sensible thing I heard from you the entire time you've been with us. O. Dear. Lord," Marianne trailed of as they came out of the jet. It was night, but the results of the dimensional rift was clearly visible. Some of the earth was compressed by grave gravitational pressure, while through other areas, it appeared as if lightining was constantly striking the ground. It was not the worst though, some part were consumed by darkness where as others were simply disappearing.
"This is actually worse then Gaia and Tank in the kitchen," Jubilee looked around, wide eyed.
"Is it too late to say I really prefer to be on the hometeam?" Amara joked weakly.
"Imagine this happenin' in a city," Rogue whispered, her hand coming over her mouth.
"Cannonball, we're going in," Marianne turned around to the Southern boy, he nodded, his face set stern.
"Be carefull, both of you," Michael told them with an emotionless voice, Marianne knew him well enough to know that he was scared out of his mind.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine, I'll be back in no time to tell you guys how to close this damned thing," Marianne gave him a comforting smile and took of with Cannonball.
It was worse then an obstical course from Logan's manufacturing, Sam decided. Apocalyps hadn't scared him as this did: at least Apocalyps had a face, this rift didn't.
"Look out! Left! Lightning on the left!" Marianne suddenly cried out, Sam quickly corrected.
"You okay?" he asked her after they had steered clear from the lightning.
"Next time, we're going over this all. It almost hit me!" Marianne exclaimed, shock audible in her voice, "STOP!"
Sam managed to stop in the nick of time, one of the patches of disappearing land had expanded to right in front of them. He really didn't wanted to know what would happen if even a part of him came even in contact with it.
Marianne was having the hardest time calming her nerves, she really had to ask Ben if he could put something into the laptop that would enable her to stay away from the rift and get her data. Suddenly, being forced into matchmaking plans by the girl for Rogue and Remy didn't seem so bad. No, not bad at all. In fact, she would rather be doing that right now.
Almost there, they were almost there, and the rift looked a thousand times scarier then anything caused by it.
"You know, I think I just found where the Boogy Man comes from," Marianne said in horror as she watched it. It was as if the air itself had ripped open and energy was sizzling around, blindingly bright. Marianne moved in closer, but was thrown down by Sam, as she looked up to see why, she saw a bright wave of pure energy forming in, what appeared to be the centre of the rift, her only real thought was: damn, this is going to HURT.
As it hit them, Marianne felt as if her skin was burning, she felt hot tears trickling down her face and heard someone cry out in pain, she didn't know wether it was her or Sam. As soon as it started, it stopped, and so did the pain.
"Please God, don't let me be dead, I really like being alive," Marianne whispered as she got to her feet.
'I assure you, you aren't dead,' she suddenly heard in her voice.
"What the..." Marianne looked down to see if Sam had said anything, but he was in a trance-like state.
'Well, this was certainly unexpected,' there was the voice again, 'don't ask questions, there is no time. You want to know how to close the rift? I'll tell you, but quickly, and get wonderboy down there up.'
"Okay, I've got a bossy voice in my head, just got hit by a wave of blue energy coming from a dimensional rift and why am I not surprised? Really, something just always has to go wrong, great, now I'm talking to myself. Well, Marianne, you have now most certifiably lost it, welcome to Loony- ville," she grumbled as she turned to Sam, "Sam, Sam, wake up please. Sam! There is no way I'm carrying you out of here! A gentleman should not ask a lady this. Come on Sam, wake up."
'From your memories, a slap in the face should help,' the voice added.
"What are you doing in my memories! Keep you... your voice out of that!"
'I'm in your head, what else is there to do? I can't get out,' it added dryly.
Marianne sighed and gave up, slapping the boy in the face, that seemed to snap him out of it.
"What happened?" he looked up at her, "are you okay?"
'I've got a voice in my head, ofcourse I'm not okay,' she wanted to say, but instead, "considering the circumstances, I'm just fine. Now, do you think you can get us out of here?"
The boy nodded.
"Then lead on," Marianne helped him get up and they left quickly.
'So, how to close a rift,' the voice started again, 'you can just think your thoughts, by the way, I can hear them just fine that way. Fill it up with energy, it'll overload and that should do the trick. It'll snap back in place like a rubberband.'
'And how would you know this so surely?' Marianne asked the voice, being a bit skeptical, and generally not so happy with this sudden 'guest' in her head.
'Simple, my kind lives between these dimensions, as you call them. Your dimension isn't really meant to be destroyed, something went a bit haywire, so they sent me to help out.'
'And you just had to get in my head to do this? If you haven't noticed, I'm not really the strongest one around here,' Marianne still didn't believe it.
'You and Sam were closest and easiest to reach, so I had to pick between the two of you, since you actually almost know what's happening, you were the obvious choice. I wasn't supposed to get stuck, though,' the voice seemed a bit put out at this.
'Well, then you shouldn't have picked me, things tend to gow a tad bit wrong when I'm involved.'
'No shit, Sherlock.'
'Hey! Be nice! You're, aw damn. You're not a guests 'cause I can't kick you out. Just please promise me you won't take over and go after my friends.'
'Even if I wanted that, I wouldn't be able to.'
With that, the conversation ended and Marianne snapped back to reality just in time to see she was approaching the ones who had staid behind.
"And?" Michael asked her.
"The laptop is toast, that blue wave of energy roasted it," Marianne showed what was left of it, "However, if you put enough energy into it, it should overload and snap back into place."
Michael gave her the look that promised they would have to talk later: "Okay, in that case, Gambit, Jubilee, Magma and Storm, you're going in, the rest of us can't really put energy into that rift enough. Will the anomalies cease ones the rift has closed?"
'Good question, Voice?' Marianne asked the 'guest'.
'Yes, they'll stop then and could you come up with a better name then 'Voice'? That sounds awfull.'
'I'll see what I can do,' Marianne chuckled, "yes, they should stop."
Michael motioned Remy, Ororo, Jubilee and Amara to move into the field, which left Rogue, Sarah, Sam, Kurt, Michael and Marianne to wait and see. Sam went to sit down with his back against the jet where as Marianne just lay down in the jet and pretended to sleep.
"How are you," Michael asked her after a while, sitting down next to her.
"That blue energy wave-thingy hurt, I have pain in places I didn't even know I have and I have a 'house-guest' who I can't kick out because she's stuck in my head," Marianne looked up at him, indicating that she wasn't joking around.
"What do you mean?" he looked at her with worry.
"Well, apparently, between dimensions, these beings exist, and one was sent through the rift to help us out. She told me how the rift should close. She's also quite rude," Marianne turned over on her stomache.
'I am so not rude!'
'You are, now shut up,' Marianne saw that Michael was thinking deeply about this, "If you want to, I'll let Professor Xavier talk with her. She says she can't take me over, even if she wanted to."
"As soon as we're back, and we can't tell the others before Xavier has a look. How do you know it's a she?" Michael finally nodded.
"I don't, but do you think I'd be comfortable taking a bath with a guy in my head. She's a she, end of discussion, please Michael, I'm tired, I'm hurting and I'm getting cranky, please, don't fuss," she rolled over again and this time, she did fall asleep.
Michael sighed and got up, casting one glance at her before getting out, going to wait with the others. He just hoped that what that 'guest' in Marianne's head had told her was the truth.
After about fifteen minutes, Michael began to sens a change in the landscape they were looking at: the disappearing patches slowly began to appear again, the darkness began to disappear, lightning faded and the gravitation appeared to slowly return to normal, the entire area still looked like a warground, however.
After another five minutes, the group they had sent in was returning, They looked exhausted, and Kurt quickly teleported over to get them into the jet as fast as they could. After that, the rest quietly entered the jet, the flight home was once again silent, but this time because most of the people had fallen asleep or were deep in thought.