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Chapter 6

"Sir," an unidentified man from the crowd spoke. He wore an all black ensemble with a large gun in his hand. The gun was not one that is seen by people everyday. A weapon of secret, a place of secret. "When will the process begin?"

"When I say so!" Joe exclaimed to the man with the patch that identified him as a member of the team. The patch that read FoH. It stood for 'Friends of Humanity'. They are a mutant hate group who take in mutants for experiments, and for killing them. They believe that mutants should not live in this world and they are a threat to all of humanity. And now they had a leader who believed it and hated them even more and was the one who is going to solve the mutant problem.

Joe held up a disk in his hand that read 'X-men: PRIVATE'. "In order to defeat your enemy, you have to know your enemy. That's what my father always told me," Joe whispered to himself as he diverted his attention back to his followers. "Did you take the food to the worthless trash?" He asked as he stood tall next to the other men. His well-built body gave him permission to run the operations around here, despite his age.

"Yes, Sir," another man spoke with pride as he adjusted his badge.

"Good," Joe said evilly. "Don't want them to die of starvation now, do we?" Joe's beautiful charm on Rogue had worked, and now he would have one of the X-men to watch the beginning of a beautiful world. "Did you contact the vice president?"

"We arranged a meeting for later today," one voice came from the crowd. "Everything's going according to plan."

Joe turned his back towards them and headed down the stairs at the end of the small room with electronic devices lying in every corner. He entered the gray room where the mutants were locked behind specially made cells that were plastered against the walls next to each other, where they could not see who was next to them in the cells, but across from them. "Don't worry about anything," Joe spoke with an annoying tone. "You should be thanking me."

Rogue sat in one of the boxed areas surrounded by cells with her head facing the wall in front of her and her side towards the front.

"Hey Rogue," Joe said as he neared the cell. "How are we doing?"

Rogue didn't look into his eyes. She couldn't get herself to. How could she have been so stupid? How would she have known he was going to knock her out with a special weapon and take her to a secret place and lock her up? How would she have known? How could she have been so stupid and not even think about the X-men, which was her family, and Bobby? Just how? She cursed herself in her mind for her stupidity. She cursed herself for her wanting and desire to be rid of her powers that led her to this instantaneous action in the first place.

"Come on Rogue," Joe said trying to be persuasive. "I told you I could cure you and I'm going to. I really am. This cell is just so the others won't wonder why you're being treated differently."

Rogue rolled her eyes and turned her head away. She didn't know what Joe had planned but she knew she was idiotic to want to get rid of her curse so bad that she'd go as far as this to do it. She hadn't even blinked once or thought twice when Joe had told her of this cure he'd found. She knew he was nothing but trouble now, but then his voice had sounded so persuading and welcoming.

But she had ended up a locked up prisoner, with specialized chains on her ankles to stop her from contacting Professor X, when the X-men needed her. When she needed them. The only place that accepted her and took her in was now gone from her reach, all because of her. She was her own worst enemy.

Joe squinted his eyes at her and spoke once more before he left. His last words still lingered in her ears. "I am going to cure you. You won't hate me for long."

Now she realized that if he ever did cure her, the X-men would no longer exist in her life. And she knew that's exactly what she didn't want. She realized now how scared she was of who she would be without her powers after all that's happened in her life.

But why did she have to realize it now?

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Professor looked at Scott with the weirdest look he has ever given the young man. He blinked twice to recover from the slight shock of what he was saying. He sensed Scott's emotions. They were full of fear, of love. He knew that Scott was following his instincts but he didn't know if they were the right ones. Maybe he had sensed Jean's presence every now and then, but he did not know what they were exactly. He didn't know if she was alive and how and where.

"Scott," Professor began remembering his relief that Scott was alright. "I have no doubt that you are merely trying to…"

"Professor," Scott said in his usual leadership, serious, and mono-toned voice. "I'm asking you to trust me on this. I know what I'm doing."

Professor Xavier slightly pursed his lips and knitted his eyebrows. He closed his eyes for a second in time and saw familiar images in his head. An image of the milk going onto Scott's head, milk going onto Jean's face from Storm, and Jean's sweet laughter in his head echoed continuously. He knew that he would have never behaved that way. Except with them at that one very moment. They always made him do things he would never do or wasn't sure of doing. But it felt right with them. He knew if Scott could make him act silly, he could make him do something that could end up a disaster. Professor knew it was out of love and trust.

He sighed and nodded. His head shook slightly and immediately. Suddenly that noise in his head interrupted him once again. "Oh no. Sabretooth," Professor Xavier said quickly as Scott followed his wheelchair to exit the infirmary.

"Sabretooth?" Scott asked with curiosity. "Where is he?"

"In the danger room."

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Sabretooth scratched his long fingernails across Logan's face, along with his knuckles. Logan shook his head slightly and recovered quickly from Sabretooth's rough hands. They had been fighting without a rest in between punches, scratches, kicks, constant choking, bones cracking, healing, and throwing each other across rooms.

Logan looked around quickly and realized Kurt was no where to be found. He also realized they were heading towards the danger room. Sabretooth seemed to be heading in that direction on purpose.

Suddenly Sabretooth threw him to the danger room controls without the slightest effort. Logan activated the doors to open as he tumbled inside but rolled up quickly.

Sabretooth smiled with satisfaction. Pyro had told him about this place. He figured it was somewhere that would help with his fight against Logan. Make it easier on him. It was the perfect place to finish Logan off.

He plunged towards Logan with a loud growl and grabbed his neck with his hand from the back. He squeezed his long, black fingernails into it and pulled on it until Logan punched him in his stomach and turned around to plunge his unsheathed claws in Sabretooth's chest.

Sabretooth's arms flew back in slight pain but he recovered quickly because of his healing factor. He threw Logan towards one sharp equipment in the corner of the round room as it started moving. The sharp pointed edges started heading towards Logan from both sides. He tried to move forward but there seemed to be another set coming closer also.

Logan let out a loud, gruff growl and threw his adamantium claws into the wall behind him. He used them to lift himself with full force on top of the large walls that were activated to come towards him. His feet were brought together when the two walls collided and the sharp spikes combined together.

Logan jumped forward towards Sabretooth's tall body and scratched his claws across his face. Sabretooth jolted back and then popped his head into Logan to cause their foreheads to collide.

Logan paused for one slight second as did Sabretooth when the lights slightly faded and then came back on again. The sound of the machines starting erupting in a loud echo.

Logan ducked his head as he spotted a large, razor sharp clipper come out of the walls and towards him. He turned around to see Sabretooth strewn across the room by the back of the clipper.

Logan and Sabretooth were in a brawl again when Sabretooth regained his strength again in no time.

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Kurt teleported up to the danger room area where the controls were. He had to stop this. Stop this violence in his own home. His mind raced with thoughts of what could have happened to Storm. What if she was hurt, or worse? He tried to get his mind to stop thinking bad thoughts about her. He had to focus on stopping Sabretooth and Logan from doing anymore damage.

He messed with the controls slightly when he suddenly heard something click. Had he pressed something wrong on accident? He looked down at the controls and noticed what button he pressed. Oh no, he had done something wrong.

He looked down into the room to see Sabretooth throwing Logan right towards the three unusual guns coming out from the walls of the room and the metal choppers coming from the ceiling that he had activated. Kurt's hands searched for a way to stop this. He was still learning with the controls, he wasn't an expert. Logan could survive this though, couldn't he?

Kurt glanced to where Logan was and he saw that Logan was trapped. Logan had dodged the guns but he couldn't do it for long because the guns kept on shooting beams from them and the metal choppers were coming down on him. Logan couldn't roll under them either because there were guns coming from the floors now.

"Mein Gott," Kurt said with fear. He looked over at a large red button and pressed it. But that had activated metal ropes to come out and hold a tight grip on Sabretooth. Kurt was afraid to press another button but he knew time was running out. He searched the controls with his yellow eyes quickly, and a green switch drew his attention to it. He had remembered Scott saying something very important about that button. He quickly peered down at Logan who was an inch away from turning into bits and pieces all over the hard floor.

He reached out his hand to touch the switch. . .

"DON'T!!!" Scott yelled as he ran up to Kurt and quickly pressed another button to deactivate the machinery. Kurt sighed at the sight of Scott. He was so relieved Scott had come in time before he had done something really stupid.

"Danke," Kurt said to Scott with relief and gratitude. Thankfully Scott was out of the infirmary and looking healthy. Wait, how did he get out? "SCOTT!!! How did you……"

"I'll explain later," Scott said as he turned to the professor. Professor Xavier raised his hands towards his temples in concentration. Suddenly, Kurt noticed Sabretooth just standing there, blinking every ten seconds. He turned to the professor.

Professor Xavier turned to Kurt and Scott abruptly after taking his hands away from his temples. "Storm is in her garden, trapped in a tight area."

"Oh no, Storm's claustrophobic," Scott began as Kurt's eyes widened. "We need to……" Before Scott could finish his sentence he heard a bamf, leaving with only the smell of brimstone in the air.

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"Hitler," Joe started as he turned to the vice president behind his metal desk. "Intelligent man."

"He believed in a dominant race and he rid himself of those who did not meet the qualifications," the vice president said in a low voice.

"Precisely," Joe said as he leaned back in his chair.

"Your men did a perfect job with the assassination of the president."

"And now you can run the operations around here with a slightly different point of view than our dead, naïve, and former president," Joe said as he shook his head in satisfaction. He didn't like the president's view on the mutant phenomenon one bit. And he knew he would not allow him to live to make peace with them when they were obviously not worth living.

Joe grabbed the disk that had the words 'X-men: PRIVATE' off of his desk. He handed it to the vice president and he gladly received it from him. Joe smiled and nodded his head as he held out his hand for a handshake.

"Welcome to the winning side of this war, Mr. President."

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"Sweetie," Jason said as he grabbed a pill off of his dresser and swallowed with a gulp of water. "We have company."

Jean eyed him from the corner of her glistening eyes. She swallowed hard and nodded slightly as she looked out the window. She saw a black jet approaching the surface of the sand on the tiny island they were on. The island out in the deep blue sea, where no one but them existed on. Jean didn't know where it was located and she knew no one else knew either. All she knew was it was south of the Atlantic Ocean.

Jean turned her face directly towards his and walked passed him, slightly brushing against his shirt. He nodded and looked straight ahead as he squinted his eyes.

"In order to defeat your enemy, you have to know your enemy."

Jean looked back at Jason, who was still standing in his stiff position, back to her. She opened the door and breathed the cool night air. Before heading outside she looked to her right, where a huge mirror was plastered to the wall. She looked at her reflection for a long moment.

She felt lost. As if she was missing something inside her. Something that was part of whomever she was.

She ignored the empty feeling in her heart and tightened her mouth. She walked outside where she felt the breeze of the swaying palm trees and the smell of ocean waves.

Scott!!! Her mind screamed in a distance as Jean put her hands up to her temples. She shook her head slightly and ignored the name she kept hearing. She just simply ignored it.

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Logan eyed Scott from his side suspiciously. Frankly, he thought this was the craziest thing he's ever heard. He tried to object but Professor Xavier had shrugged off his comments. He knew the mourning process wasn't easy, but what was all this?

First Scott was going crazy for reasons yet not known. Then he was in shock, and now he suddenly snapped out of it wanting to find and help Jean. Logan was certain this guy cared about Jean more than anyone and he came to accept the fact that he loved her more than Logan ever could. But couldn't he just accept the fact that she was dead? He was impossible. Then again, he was Cyclops.

"Are you sure this is it?" Logan asked Scott with a gruff voice as Scott looked straight forward and dealt with the controls of the jet.

Scott's eyes were fixated on the island they had came to, for he could not answer Logan's question. He did not know how he knew where to find her. Everyone questioned him about it and he simply left them with no answer. On the way here Logan asked him where they were going exactly while Scott's mind followed a route that he's never taken before. It's as if it was a natural instinct to know where it is, where she is.

His heart skipped a beat when he thought of seeing her. He just knew she was here. He knew she was alive, he could feel her heart beat, he could feel her pain. He wondered why she was in pain and wanted to clutch his heart to stop it from aching. He hated to see her in any other state than happiness.

When the professor had told him that he had gone crazy he was shocked. He thought he had been sleeping and dreaming of another place he was in, another body. Seeing through another person's eyes. He felt as if the images he saw were real.

Scott's face scrunched up slightly at the thought of the images or dreams he had seen. They had felt so real. His whole body shuddered when he remembered how he tortured his soul mate, how he was tortured when he saw her with another man. The images would not stop replaying themselves in his mind. Why was he seeing such horrible things. It was his worst nightmare to see Jean being tortured and hurt, especially by him. That had put him in complete shock. He couldn't move, he couldn't think, he couldn't breath. He couldn't even feel his heart beating anymore. He didn't think it could beat properly when one part of it is missing.

The last image he remembered seeing was of Jean in the arms of another man. A familiar face though. He couldn't remember it clearly. His mind screamed and his heart broke when he saw this. Then he had blinked his eyes to see himself in the infirmary with Professor Xavier. The words then spilled out of his mouth. He didn't know exactly what he was doing, but he knew she was here and that they need to help her somehow, take her home.

He hated not knowing what he was doing. He was a leader and he needed to uphold control. But his heart and mind somehow knew that this had to be done, even though millions of questions arose from this situation.

Why would she be here? Why was she in trouble? Who was she with? Scott's mind asked at once. He scanned the island once more and then looked over to his right to find an empty seat. The professor had sent him and Logan on this mission together and Scott had not objected much. Logan wasn't his favorite person in the world, but he was okay overall. And he was part of the team now, part of the family. Scott even sometimes felt that they shared similar traits. They did not like to express their emotions out in the open much and he enjoyed the comfortable, familiar silence between the both of them.

"Logan," Scott said under his breath in irritation. He exited the steps of the jet and then closed it. He walked for two minutes to catch up with Logan along the shore, slightly away from the X-jet. He came up close to Logan who was sniffing the area with his unsheathed claws. "Anything?" Logan just shook his head. Suddenly Scott's heart started to beat faster as he felt her presence. But something was wrong. Something was very wrong. "GET DOWN!!!" Scott exclaimed as he pulled Logan to the ground with him to duck from a powerful energy ball of fire.

Scott brought his head up slowly and Logan did the same. Scott's lips quivered as Logan's eyebrows shot up and knitted together. The two were speechless at what they saw in the sky, over the unseen ocean in the treacherous dark of the night. "Jean," Scott barely whispered as his throat tightened.

"Come closer you coward!" Jean exclaimed with anger as her slender arms reached out to the skies. "COME CLOSER YOU COWARD!!!" Scott got up from his position on the ground and looked up at Jean as Logan's claws went back in between his knuckles. Scott's gaze did not move from the flying beauty.

"Jean," he whispered again as fire escaped her body in a shape of a large bird. The fire came tumbling in a different form to the sand where Logan and Scott were standing. It was now pure energy that surrounded the ground. Logan suddenly pushed Scott to the opposite side of him as they both leaped to two different sides.

Scott turned his body to lay on his back. He felt pain throbbing in his body. He didn't have to ask if Logan was ok because of his healing factor. He got up with force to look upon Jean's face again. He stood with a slight limp and looked up at her. Something about her was different. Her eyes seemed very different.

Scott's visor was lifted from his face by Jean's moving hand. Scott let out a gasp and shut his eyes with all his effort. Logan looked over at Scott with confusion. He suddenly felt Jean's brainwaves come to his mind and he held his hands to his temples with pain. He felt his feet lifted from the sand and his back hitting a palm tree.

The water from the ocean shore lifted up high, forming a funnel of water. The funnel had a red and orange and gold light that glittered around it. Sand gathered from the ground and arose to be one with the water. Jean shot her arm forward as the water raced over Logan and Scott with force and intensity.

Jean brought herself down slowly as strands of her red hair were strewn across her face by the warm air. She smiled with satisfaction as she saw an empty shore.

She felt her heart beat faster as she remembered the face she had encountered a few seconds ago. But she ignored the feeling as she nodded her head at the empty shore.

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