Guardian: My city, my protectorate
By Xenomorph666
Disclaimer: I own Vile, HOMe, Macto and the Angel twins. Everything else is owned by Marvel or Disney. Mike Harrigan is owned by FOX as well as Aliens.
Summary: 1 year after his defeat by HOMe and acceptance from the Morlocks, Vile has found his way to LA and adopted it as his home after a fateful night full of tragedy.
Voices and Visons
My eyes stung still as I wandered away from the hospital where I left the man who had been possessed of an alien parasite. My mind was in shambles, all this time I had thought I was building my place up, but in seconds one woman's words had destroyed everything I had established in my heart as truth.
As I made my way down the streets, my face and body concealed by the large trench coat covering me, I somehow managed to ignore the sudden shaking and collapsing around me. L.A. was experiencing an earthquake and many people were being hurt, while I was lost in my own pain. As I continued on, ignoring the shaking an rumbling around me a strange sensation began to stir with in me, it grew from a small tingling to a larger, more persistent voice with in my head.
"Come baaack to usss, our perfect child." It called to me, the Hive was attempting to pull me back, but how? As the voices grew louder in my head, I became acutely aware of screaming as the shaking stopped, it wasn't the screaming of people fleeing from being crushed. I was screaming, as these voices pushed through my head. In the end I blacked out, completely unaware of where I had collapsed.
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Jean Grey awoke with a start, the last thing she remembered was the laughing before she slipped into blackness, and then she was here, a cold black room. As she peered into the darkness she thought she saw a human walking, or eyes flash a bright yellow occasionally.
"Hello. Is anyone there?" she asked as she got off the strange alter she woke up on. When no-one answered she decided to reach out to any possible minds in the area, she felt only on conscious mind with in reach, and it was directly behind her.
With out hesitation she swung around to see a tall 7 foot being clad in what seemed to be ceremonial armor. On it's wrist's were two long blades, serrated and deadly. On it's shoulder was a small fixed barrel that resembled a cannon or turret. But the most unsettling features were the two human skulls hanging from the waist, as well as an ancient looking locket. She highly doubted it could understand English so she tried the next best thing.
-What are you?- she asked using her telepathy to reach the being's mind.
"Yautja."Came the creaking voiced reply.
"You speak English?" She asked surprised as the being started to come around to her side, but stopped when she went in the opposite direction.
"Know little Ooman tongue. Gik'reber." It said pointing to it's self.
"Jean, Jean Grey." She said cautiously.
"Vision not lie, you know abomination. You know one who's father is owed great debt." Jean was confused, she could pretty much guess that the being was talking about Vile.
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Abomination's father help yautja, save world from fate worse than dieing an honor less death, abomination's father save us from slavery. In return, he ask only we save his child, yautja here failed and body-takers take boy and mother. Five hundred of your cycles ago." He stopped as she finally let him come close.
"Vile's over five hundred years old!?" Jean was to say the least shocked.
"When failed, others die, I would not die with out honor. I waited for his return, as vision foretold." He said this proudly.
"Vision, you mean like seeing the future?"
"Yautja gods let old ones see fate sometimes, father was one. Father said I would help an abomination, and red haired Ooman who speaks in mind will bring abomination to me. From there my vision said more."
"I'm afraid to ask, but what's your vision?"
"This is abomination's mother's adornment. It gives connection to him, connection to truth." He held up the locket.
"What truth." She asked, now more terrified of learning about Vile, than of the being before her.
"Kainde-Amedha, lie to him, body-takers lie to him, he is from this world. He is native to here." The being then placed the locket in Jean's hand and made a clicking noise. "Bring Savior's son to me with mind."
Jean only nodded as she almost hypnotically reached out with all her strength to Vile's mind. She expected to find him in his usual state of depression and angst, instead his mind was being invaded by another outside source that drowned out her own psychic voice. She then fell backwards to the floor, gathering the attention of her new companion.
"Lots of voices, blocking me. Full of hate and anger." She said as she still struggled to maintain contact. Her companion simply looked to his right, straight towards the egg sack that had yet to open, and with a single press on his arm control panel sent a blue bolt of energy towards it. The end result was the explosion of the egg.
"I'm through." She said.
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At first I thought I was going insane, I had been running for hours, slamming my head into walls and debris, the coat was in tatters from my frantic tearing and scratching. And now in my mind I heard Jean replace the hive's pull. But it was not threatening, she never was, it was her usual calm tone. All I could make out was something about my father, and lies from alien beings, and the stark clear image of a hunter. What was going on here? Was I going insane, or was I experiencing what happens to all who loose connection to the hive, slow, painful degeneration of the physical cells that hold us together. Was I dying now?
Before I could bring myself to my feet however, I was aware of a black van speeding towards me. It stopped and quickly I was pulled in by a man wearing a black eye patch and smoking a cigar, he looked familiar to me, but from where had I seen him. Again blackness came, followed by that annoying light that preceded the God of man. When I turned to face the annoying deity however there was no-one, just a note on a simple white chair.
"I'm alright Vile, I can see once more, though I admit it I wish I didn't need to as heaven is to beautiful to describe. But this isn't about me, I had hoped you would find your place with out the guidance of a supernatural occurrence, but now it seems you have had your soul shattered. Pick up the pieces boy, and put them together and tell me what you see." A voice from no where read the letter aloud as a mirror fell before me and shattered.
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"It's no good…" Jean said looking at her companion. They had been trying for an hour to contact Vile, or anyone for that matter, but all they got was nothing. "I'm tired of waiting for him, we're going to him, come on!"
Jean moved with a new determination, she didn't know why though. To hear it felt like maybe Vile's life might depend on this being and the information it held. She locked her eyes on a sealed passage and with all her mental and a good portion of diverted physical strength she manage to spread the passage wide enough for her and the being to escape through.
"Strength in such a small frame, you are interesting Ooman." Gik'reber said as he caught the collapsing Jean. "Now tell Grik'eber where to find Savior's son, where to find, Rrrrobert." Gik'reber's voice trilled with some small joy in seeing Jean use her powers.
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AN Bet you didn't see that one coming huh? Well up next: Well Jean and Gik'reber make it out of the dig site or is Leto, playing another game. What happened to Vile, and where is Fury taking him, how about the X-Men. Find out Next Chapter: "Honor, Loyalty, Death".