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Chapter 5

"A MUTANT DID THIS!!!" a person in the mob of people yelled.

"STOP THEM NOW!!" another shouted with arrogance.

"TERRORISTS IN OUR COUNTRY!!!" came a voice from the crowd.

"IT'S THE END OF THE WORLD!!!" a similar sound full of words that dripped with hatred yelled.

A crowd of people held up poster boards that were held on wooden sticks. They had words written in dripping red marker as a sign of blood and hatred. Words that spoke of rage and anger. Words that showed pure fear.

"After the assassination of the president on the news, a crowd of protesters stand outside the white house in rage. They argue that no ordinary person could have gotten past the security and secret service," the newscaster said to the camera in front of him. "Why don't we have a talk with one of them." The newscaster walked over to a woman in the crowd who was yelling with rage. "So ma'am, give us your opinion on this sudden and tragic event."

"I'm telling you it's those mutants behind it all," the woman said with her index finger pointed mockingly at the newscaster. "They live secret lives for a reason. They are planning to dominate this world. Starting with the United States by killing our leader."

"Do you have anything to say about this, Sir?" the newscaster said as he pointed his microphone to another man.

"Indeed. These mutants are a threat to our society. They are trouble. They have been planning this all along. And who knows what their next plan of action is after their first one is accomplished."

"This war," another man spoke from behind as he approached closer. "Our side will win, that's for sure. The good side always wins."

The dark rain clouds above started to drop heavy drops of rain to the still ground of the earth. The dirt smelled of moist and thunder rumbled lightly under the earth. Everyone's signs were wet as the words started to wear away. Everyone in the crowd began to get soaked as the drops began to get heavier and heavier.

The material of the boards were limp and soggy. The people were still holding them up with rage and anger. Their voices still boomed in the damp air.

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Sabretooth stood outside the small box in the ground and listened to her screams until they slightly subsided. His face showed a satisfied look as he headed back to the inside of the mansion.

"I'll be back," he whispered with an eerie and raspy voice. "As soon as I finish off the rest of them."

Sabretooth walked back towards her room and went through her window. He left it open as he stood there with his seven feet of height and heard Kurt's voice.

"Storm," Kurt said softly from outside the door. "Can I come in?" When she answered in silence he knew she probably didn't mind. So he put his hand on the doorknob to open the door but it was locked.

Her voice had sounded unusual. She said she would talk to him later, but he still waited outside her door because of the sick feeling in the pit of his stomach. It had been ten minutes since he had heard her voice and she was not out yet to meet the professor in the lower levels. He knew he was over reacting, but he had a bad feeling.

He teleported inside to feel a hard punch across his face. He shook his head and then turned his attention towards the tall man. He teleported from his view and appeared behind him with a kick in his back. This made Sabretooth jolt forward then turn around to pick Kurt up by his neck and throw him across the room. He slammed into Storm's closet and fell to the ground.

"Vhere is she?!?" Kurt questioned in anger, but to no avail. The large man growled as he picked up an already strewn dresser and held it over his head to throw it at Kurt.

The dresser came his way and he quickly teleported away and into her bathroom. Sabretooth marched over to the bathroom as he was blinded by a shower curtain with clouds on it. He growled loudly as Kurt tumbled in the air and kicked him towards the wall.

"VHERE IS SHE?!?!?!?!" Kurt practically screamed as Sabretooth pulled the shower curtain off of himself and growled in rage at Nightcrawler. He reached out to grab him fiercely and succeeded in doing so.

Just as he did, Kurt quickly teleported them both away, leaving an empty silence in Storm's room.

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Logan walked out of the infirmary with a gruff expression on his hairy, unshaven face. His muscles seeped through his tight leather jacket as he waited until Professor Xavier was done with the results of what the hell was wrong with the eccentric boy.

This was very unusual and made Logan wonder. Scott didn't like to show much emotion and he shared the same trait with him. But he could guarantee that Scott wasn't really crazy inside. Logan had to shake his head with a smirk on his face when he remembered a precious moment in time. A few minutes ago when he punched Scott right in the jaw.

Scott hadn't done anything. He hadn't backed away, fought back, let out a sound, or mutter a word. Now Logan knew something was very wrong. First he was crazy, then he was in shock, and now he won't even respond to Logan's actions.

Logan stopped as he sniffed something soaking through the air. The smell of brimstone. The sound of footsteps in a brawl of some kind of fighting. Growls that sounded familiar.

He unconsciously sheathed his claws and jogged lightly to the end of the dim blue hall. He turned the corner to find Nightcrawler against a wall, worn out, and Sabretooth standing facing forward. Sabretooth immediately sensed Logan and turned around to punch him in the face and stomach.

Logan aimed his claws at Sabretooth's chest as Sabretooth threw Logan towards Kurt. Logan ran over to Sabretooth and slammed his claws into his chest. "You're not welcome here!" Logan growled loudly.

Sabretooth recovered quickly. He cursed in his mind at the place he was teleported to. The former student that was with Magneto now hadn't told him anything about this place. He hadn't said much about the blue boy either.

No matter what though, he was going to finish this.

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Jean wrapped her arms around the man with dark hair. He was holding her extremely close to him. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed the side of her cheek.

"I'd never let anything happen to you," the man said as Jean backed away slightly, hand in his. "I would never do anything to sabotage this wonderful life that we have."

"I know Honey," Jean said softly as she scooted closer and touched his lips softly at first, then in a passionate embrace. She brushed her fingers against the side of his face and breathed into his nostrils. "I love you."

"I love you too," the man said as he pulled her closer only to be entangled in each other's lips again.

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Professor Xavier looked at the quick results of Scott's tests in his hands. Everything appeared to be…… normal. He was happy that nothing seemed to be wrong, but he was disappointed because he didn't know how to help and what was next. Scott was like his own son. Ever since the first time he took him in and nourished him, he could never let go of that relationship. Things seemed to be falling apart now. He looked back at Scott and knew that he would never give up. They were going to find out what was wrong if it was the last thing they did.

Professor's Xavier's mind drifted off in that one second with a happy memory. Scott and Jean were sitting at the kitchen table eating cereal. Professor Xavier had strolled in and watched the two fifteen-year olds having a friendly breakfast. He noticed that they had been eyeing each other when he walked in but he decided not to interfere with their thoughts.

He asked Jean to pass him the cereal and she nodded politely. She whispered something to Scott and he nodded. Before Professor Xavier could figure out what they were whispering about he felt a cold bowl of milk on his face. "Jean!" he exclaimed with a slight laugh at the teenagers' immaturity. "Don't do that again."

"Sorry Professor," Jean said between laughs that were subsiding between her and Scott. Professor held up the gallon of milk and leaned towards Scott. He poured the milk over his brown head and let out a small laugh as Jean was laughing hysterically.

"Do the whole gallon next time," Professor said, surprised at his actions. He didn't know what had gotten into him. It seemed as if whenever he was around these students that he loved so much he would join them no matter what they were doing. No matter how silly.

When Storm walked in the room, she lifted Scott's bowl of milk with wind and it landed in Jean's face. "You forgot Jean, Professor," she said as a food fight broken out in the kitchen between the four. That was a little memory, but also an unforgettable one too.

Professor X snapped back into reality and frowned. He hated seeing Scott in such a state of well being. He tried to figure out what was going on but his thoughts were interrupted by an image in his head. Something was happening outside of the infirmary, in the lower levels.

"Sabretooth," Professor Xavier said as he decided to walk out there and rid the mansion of the invader.

He strolled in his wheelchair towards the door when he paused. He felt a rush of liveliness come to him from Scott. Was he back to reality?

"Jjj," Scott muttered slowly and then popped his eyes open with a gasp. "JEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!"

"JEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!" he exclaimed, moving from his stiff position as his body started trembling rapidly. He clutched his heart tightly and hopped off his uncomfortable and cold seat.

Professor Xavier closed his eyes at the sound of her name. He turned around with a pleasant face wanting to embrace his son-like-figure in a hug. "Scott!" Professor Xavier said calmly but voice filled with joy.

"We have to…… Professor," Scott said as he bent down on his knees next to Professor Xavier's wheelchair. He knelt his head down on his knee and let out loud and intense breaths.

"It's alright Scott," Professor Xavier said as he put his hand on Scott's hair. "It's alright."

"No it's not Professor!" Scott exclaimed as he looked up at the bald man. "We have to save her. We have to help her."

"Help who Scott?" Professor Xavier asked not wanting to hear the answer because of fear of what to tell him.

"Jean."

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Jean looked up from the floor to see Scott, her arch nemesis, standing across the room staring with pleasure at her weakness. She laid her head back down in surrender. She was so weak. What was she supposed to do with this cruel man?

"Why are you doing this?" Jean asked with a low voice that was almost a whisper.

"Shut up! You possess too much power. For that, I have to kill you," Scott said evilly followed by a laugh. "And I love it!"

"STOP IT!" Jean yelled as she got up forcefully from the ground and stood with a slight limp in her leg. But her poise changed because of the anger and fury she held inside. She now stood with less insecurity and full feeling of ultimate control. "I never die. I live forever. I am reborn over and over again."

Scott twisted the side of his visor to let out a strong red beam. Jean jolted back a little for one second. Scott couldn't believe his eyes. His torture had been going so well up until now.

"I am the Phoenix," Jean said raising her voice with confidence now. "You can't kill me."

"Wha…"

"But I can kill you," Jean exclaimed as she raised herself in the air and through the roof of the dreadful prison like room. Fire escaped her in the shape of the bird as it darted towards Scott. The feathers were like those of an eagle, with fire that was of red and gold. The heat emanated from her body as she felt power. Absolute power.

She watched the ash fall to the ground as she started laughing with an eerie voice. She felt pure evil. She felt so powerful. She finally felt in control. She knew this is what she wanted. She didn't hesitate for one second before choosing her words.

"You're right. I do possess power," she spoke to the ash on the ground. "That's the reason of my existence. To kill. And I love it!!!"

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Magneto watched the protest outside the white house on his television screen with no shock or amazement. He knew that's how people would react. He just knew, unlike his old time friend, Charles Xavier.

He had watched the news with the president two weeks ago after Alkali Lake had happened. A twinge of fear of being wrong about people accepting them had crept into him somehow. But he didn't know how it could have. It was so clear to him now. More than ever, and it always has been.

Humans are the enemies. Mutants will never be accepted for people always fear something that is unlike them. They reject it and fight against it and somehow blame everything bad that's happening on them. That is why he was there. To defend his kind and make it a better place for them to live in. Instead of being isolated from the world simply because of people's arrogance.

Magneto turned the television off with his magnetic force against the buttons. He turned to Mystique. "They are never going to accept us. There had never been a chance of accepting us," Magneto said to the scaly, blue woman that had her yellow eyes full of understanding towards his words.

"Eric," she spoke, her voice in an unusual echoed tone. "Now they are after us too."

Mystique couldn't even get herself to utter the name of the word she referred to as they. She hated humans, she always has. That is why she is with Magneto. He understands the cruelty of the world, unlike Xavier who thinks they actually understand the word peace.

"Yes my dear," he said with a slight frown. He knew exactly what he was saying and doing and he knew it was right. First he attempted to turn all humans into mutants. Then, he tried to kill all humans through Charles. None of that worked, and now the war is growing intense. Now he was fighting on stopping them by force and nothing was going to get in his way. Not even the X-men. "The only way to stop them from killing us, is to kill them."

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She leaned in closer just to take in the sweet scent of his cologne. She caressed his cheek softly as he bent her head back on the sofa. "I love you Jean."

Jean smiled and hugged him warmly, close to her body. "I love you too Jason."

"I made a commitment to stay with you and I always will," Jason said. "No matter what."

"You're my life," Jean said to him as she rested her head on his chest and shoulder.

"And you're my life. More than you know Baby," Jason said. "You are the only family that I've got. My father did love me but grew angry at me for being engaged to a mutant. But I told him you were just like everyone else."

"I've only seen Mr. Stryker in pictures," Jean said with glossy eyes. "I would've really liked to meet him. Why did he have to leave? I don't bite."

"I know Sweetie Pie," Jason said as he engaged her in another kiss. "That's why I'm here. To accept you for who you are, when everyone else doesn't."

"Everyone else is my enemy," Jean said as she snuggled up closer to him. "I love you."

"I love you too," Jason said as he pecked her red lips.

Jean darted her eyes open as they filled up with tears. Jason walked in the room to check on her. "Jean? Where were you half an hour ago?"

"Oh, I was in the woods," Jean said. "Working off some stress."

"Oh alright," Jason said as his green eye and blue eye squinted when he smiled. "I love you Jean."

"I……" Jean paused at the sound of that from his mouth. She's been having dreams about their past together and she was happy she was getting her memory back, but it felt weird. She had a bad feeling in her stomach. So she just shrugged off his comment and gave him a half smile.

"What is it?"

"Call me Phoenix."

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