Lesser Of Two Evils
By: Thought
A/N: I'm sorry! I really tried to get this out earlier. I couldn't think of anything to do with this story!!! I still can't.
Sky Queen: grrrr! I will make you like X-Men! Hehe, and I really doubt I'll put 'Enter Gambit' up here, cause it's a piece of crap., And that .scene.um.yeah.anyway! But you can't make me put 'Enter Gambit' up! The plot sucks!
Sydney Miller: Yeah, I like Emma. Thanks!
Aceswild: Thank you! Ro/Rem forever! Anyway, thanks for the pairings, their basically what I had planned, excepting that Scott, Jean, Rogue and Bobby are dead in this story, like Logan states in Chapter One.
Zeelee: You like my characterization? Wow! Thanks! And yep, I am hoping to take equal time with all chars, so Emma will get her turn.
Guin: Yeah, I couldn't resist sticking Toad in there. Emma Frost is a character from the comics. She is a telepath, has lots of money and her codename is 'The White Queen'. And as for replying to ur review, no problem! I find it fun.
Crystal113: Um.Warren only flies at night, and he is very careful. Hehe.I guess that was a little bit of an oversight on my part. Frost is a telepath. And thanks for reviewing my other fic!
Chapter 4
Betsy Braddock glanced up from her computer terminal as two figures made their way into the central command area of the underground complex which housed the Mutant Resistance's main headquarters. She grinned to herself when she saw the large brown envelope held in the man's left hand, his right resting lightly on the small of the woman's back. They were talking in low voices, and as they approached she only caught the words "Sabertooth", "long time ago", "too close" and "fun". Rising to her feet she greeted the leaders of the organization.
"Rem, 'Ro. You got the stuff, I see."
Ororo Munroe looked up and smiled slightly. "Yes, Psylocke. And with no casualties."
"Well." Remy Lebeau cut in. "I did knock dem both unconscious."
"But no one was killed." Ororo finished firmly. She snatched the envelope from Remy's hand and dumped its contents onto Betsy's workstation. Four passports, complete with I.D. and a small amount of money.
"Bloody hell!" Betsy exclaimed, grabbing one of the little packages and rifling though it, "Whoever made these was a professional. All you need is a photo of whoever you're giving them to, and you've got yourself a whole new identification."
"I.D.s aren't *that* hard to make, Elizabeth." Stated Ororo. "It is acquiring the right people to make them that poses the difficulty."
"God," muttered Betsy as she dropped the papers back. "We've got two of the largest money-makers in North America on our side, and we can't even get false I.D.s without stealing them." She flopped back in her chair.
"Do you know if Emma has told Jubilation and Monet yet?" Ororo asked of both of them.
"Told me what?" questioned Jubilation Lee, popping up beside Remy.
"About the papers for you and Monet to leave the continent." Replied Betsy casually.
Jubilee stared at her incredulously. "What?!" she demanded, grabbing at one of the passports on the desk and giving it a cursory glance. Dropping it, she spun on Remy and Ororo. "She's not serious, is she?" she demanded.
"Yeah," nodded Remy. "You and da princess'll be leavin' as soon as we can book ya a flight."
Jubilee's eyes flashed angrily. "I'm not goin'." She said firmly, crossing her arms.
"Jubilation, please." Ororo tried to reason with the thirteen-year- old. "It is becoming too dangerous for you to stay. The cruelty which is displayed by passionate anti-Mutant groups should not be forced upon young eyes."
"Fine." Stated Jubilee. "Send Monet. But I am not going. I've seen just as much as you have, 'Roro. As much as any of you. This is everyone's fight, and I'm not leavin', or runnin' chicken." Determination shown in her eyes, and Betsy felt her heart go out to the hardened girl. No, she corrected herself, not a girl. A young woman. Jubilation Lee had seen too much to carry the title of girl, with all the innocents that word seemed to bring to mind. She had been in too many fights to the death, seen too much and done too much to be innocent. It saddened Betsy to no end that the world they lived in could force that maturity on such a young heart. And yet, as the part of her mind that was strictly Psylocke, the resistance fighter, and not Betsy, the person, took over, she knew that they needed all the help they could get in this fight. Jubilee's powers were strong, and unlike many her age, she had complete control over them. She didn't faint at the sight of blood, as Monet did, and it took a lot to scare her. Jubilee was the youngest member of the actual fighting team, and she was more important then any of them would admit.
"C'mon, Jubes," pleaded Remy. "You'll be much safer when you're off da continent."
"I don't know how much clearer I can get." Jubilee said. "I. Am. Not. going!"
It was then that Betsy Braddock decided that she had to take a side in the matter. "Oh just let her stay!" she snapped. "I get the feeling you're not going to be able to change her mind, so why try?"
Jubilee grinned. "Thank you, Betsy!" she stuck her hands in her pockets and looked pointedly at Ororo and Remy. If looks could kill, Betsy figured she'd be dead from the glare Ororo had leveled on her. The purple- haired woman shrugged, grinned back at Jubilee and turned back to her computer.
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A/N2: There! I actually got this chapter written! And again, I'm sorry this was so late, but I did have exams all of last week, and hardly got on the computer at all. Well, anyway, please tell me what you think! And if it's not too much to ask, could you possibly read my newest story, 'Here With Me'? I worked quite hard on it, and only got one review. *Smiles at Crystal113*. Anyway, thanks! I'll try to have the next chapter up soon, but no promises. Hehe
*Thought*
By: Thought
A/N: I'm sorry! I really tried to get this out earlier. I couldn't think of anything to do with this story!!! I still can't.
Sky Queen: grrrr! I will make you like X-Men! Hehe, and I really doubt I'll put 'Enter Gambit' up here, cause it's a piece of crap., And that .scene.um.yeah.anyway! But you can't make me put 'Enter Gambit' up! The plot sucks!
Sydney Miller: Yeah, I like Emma. Thanks!
Aceswild: Thank you! Ro/Rem forever! Anyway, thanks for the pairings, their basically what I had planned, excepting that Scott, Jean, Rogue and Bobby are dead in this story, like Logan states in Chapter One.
Zeelee: You like my characterization? Wow! Thanks! And yep, I am hoping to take equal time with all chars, so Emma will get her turn.
Guin: Yeah, I couldn't resist sticking Toad in there. Emma Frost is a character from the comics. She is a telepath, has lots of money and her codename is 'The White Queen'. And as for replying to ur review, no problem! I find it fun.
Crystal113: Um.Warren only flies at night, and he is very careful. Hehe.I guess that was a little bit of an oversight on my part. Frost is a telepath. And thanks for reviewing my other fic!
Chapter 4
Betsy Braddock glanced up from her computer terminal as two figures made their way into the central command area of the underground complex which housed the Mutant Resistance's main headquarters. She grinned to herself when she saw the large brown envelope held in the man's left hand, his right resting lightly on the small of the woman's back. They were talking in low voices, and as they approached she only caught the words "Sabertooth", "long time ago", "too close" and "fun". Rising to her feet she greeted the leaders of the organization.
"Rem, 'Ro. You got the stuff, I see."
Ororo Munroe looked up and smiled slightly. "Yes, Psylocke. And with no casualties."
"Well." Remy Lebeau cut in. "I did knock dem both unconscious."
"But no one was killed." Ororo finished firmly. She snatched the envelope from Remy's hand and dumped its contents onto Betsy's workstation. Four passports, complete with I.D. and a small amount of money.
"Bloody hell!" Betsy exclaimed, grabbing one of the little packages and rifling though it, "Whoever made these was a professional. All you need is a photo of whoever you're giving them to, and you've got yourself a whole new identification."
"I.D.s aren't *that* hard to make, Elizabeth." Stated Ororo. "It is acquiring the right people to make them that poses the difficulty."
"God," muttered Betsy as she dropped the papers back. "We've got two of the largest money-makers in North America on our side, and we can't even get false I.D.s without stealing them." She flopped back in her chair.
"Do you know if Emma has told Jubilation and Monet yet?" Ororo asked of both of them.
"Told me what?" questioned Jubilation Lee, popping up beside Remy.
"About the papers for you and Monet to leave the continent." Replied Betsy casually.
Jubilee stared at her incredulously. "What?!" she demanded, grabbing at one of the passports on the desk and giving it a cursory glance. Dropping it, she spun on Remy and Ororo. "She's not serious, is she?" she demanded.
"Yeah," nodded Remy. "You and da princess'll be leavin' as soon as we can book ya a flight."
Jubilee's eyes flashed angrily. "I'm not goin'." She said firmly, crossing her arms.
"Jubilation, please." Ororo tried to reason with the thirteen-year- old. "It is becoming too dangerous for you to stay. The cruelty which is displayed by passionate anti-Mutant groups should not be forced upon young eyes."
"Fine." Stated Jubilee. "Send Monet. But I am not going. I've seen just as much as you have, 'Roro. As much as any of you. This is everyone's fight, and I'm not leavin', or runnin' chicken." Determination shown in her eyes, and Betsy felt her heart go out to the hardened girl. No, she corrected herself, not a girl. A young woman. Jubilation Lee had seen too much to carry the title of girl, with all the innocents that word seemed to bring to mind. She had been in too many fights to the death, seen too much and done too much to be innocent. It saddened Betsy to no end that the world they lived in could force that maturity on such a young heart. And yet, as the part of her mind that was strictly Psylocke, the resistance fighter, and not Betsy, the person, took over, she knew that they needed all the help they could get in this fight. Jubilee's powers were strong, and unlike many her age, she had complete control over them. She didn't faint at the sight of blood, as Monet did, and it took a lot to scare her. Jubilee was the youngest member of the actual fighting team, and she was more important then any of them would admit.
"C'mon, Jubes," pleaded Remy. "You'll be much safer when you're off da continent."
"I don't know how much clearer I can get." Jubilee said. "I. Am. Not. going!"
It was then that Betsy Braddock decided that she had to take a side in the matter. "Oh just let her stay!" she snapped. "I get the feeling you're not going to be able to change her mind, so why try?"
Jubilee grinned. "Thank you, Betsy!" she stuck her hands in her pockets and looked pointedly at Ororo and Remy. If looks could kill, Betsy figured she'd be dead from the glare Ororo had leveled on her. The purple- haired woman shrugged, grinned back at Jubilee and turned back to her computer.
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A/N2: There! I actually got this chapter written! And again, I'm sorry this was so late, but I did have exams all of last week, and hardly got on the computer at all. Well, anyway, please tell me what you think! And if it's not too much to ask, could you possibly read my newest story, 'Here With Me'? I worked quite hard on it, and only got one review. *Smiles at Crystal113*. Anyway, thanks! I'll try to have the next chapter up soon, but no promises. Hehe
*Thought*