Disclaimer: I do not own any of the X-Men movie characters.
Title: Unforgivable Sinners
By: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Note1: This fanfiction occurs entirely in the X-Men movie-verse . 'nuff said !
NOTE2: Since fanfiction.net has difficulty in displaying italicized words (which are supposed to be characters' unspoken thoughts), I decided to upload chapters 1 – 10 again and enclosed all unspoken thoughts in .
So from now on, /"This is going to be an unspoken thought."/.
I fixed some of the scene dividers too =).
============================== SKETTY24 = HERE'S THE UPDATE !!! Yeah --- It's quite unfortunate that Yuriko ended up with the man she hated the most. But then, she does need him to retrieve her memories. Either way, she's not gonna cut him some slack in this fanfic ! Logan will definitely have a bigger role later on....BWAHAHA! (Of course I can't say c0z that would ruin the plot ). As for Logan's tag...Hmmm...
CAP'T O. HAGAN (super troopers?! O.o) = Thank you so much for keeping up with fanfic !!! The situation that Yuriko and Stryker are in will definitely give them more chance to interact in ways they've never been able to before =).
TOPWITCH = THANK YOU so much for the review !!! Anyway, hope you like this next chap ! I hope it's not too "dramatic". O.O. lol
PEETS96 = I also doubt that Yuriko would feel sympathy for him. She hates him the entirety of her soul. It's not that easy to forget a decade of torture, you know. Thanks for reviewing =)!
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Chapter X: Putting the pieces together
Stryker exhaled and looked at her again. "I want to go home. I'm tired." He looked like he had given up. He wanted to ask so many questions, but he knew a part of him didn't want to hear the answers.
He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed Yuriko aside as he walked into the bedroom.
His eyes wandered at the bare room that surrounded him. "Where are we?" He asked, looking at Yuriko.
Yuriko closed the door behind her. "You don't remember?"
Stryker sighed in frustration. "Of course I don't remember! Why? Should I know where we are?! Do I know this place?! Tell me!!!"
She looked at him in the eyes. "This is where you live."
He looked back at her. A look of confusion could clearly be seen on his face. He didn't know what to say. He didn't even know what to do. How could he forget his own room? His own place? His own house?
He closed his eyes in hopes of remembering it, but nothing came. There wasn't even a sense of familiarity or a feeling of déjà vu. Everything felt so new to him.
Yuriko noticed the empty look in his eyes. Perhaps it would have been better if she left him by the river to die. But that would've just given him the easy way out, and she didn't want that. She wanted him to suffer. She wanted him to go through what she went through, and more.
His eyes surveyed the room again. He noticed how empty and abandoned it was. It didn't look like a room a person would love to go home to. It felt more like a prison. He felt suffocated by it.
Without saying a word, he left the room.
Yuriko slowly walked after him.
Stryker made his way to the middle of the living room and looked around. Not a word escaped from his lips. He ran his hands on the table and chairs, trying to remember being there, but none of them gave him a hint of his past. Everything felt so new to his touch.
Like his bedroom, the living room too felt so empty. And that bothered him. What kind of man would want to live in such a lonely place? There was neither a vase, nor a picture, nor a painting in sight. There was only a table and a couple of chairs.
For a while he thought that the young woman was probably lying to him, but a part of him knew she wasn't. He had an innate feeling that she was telling the truth. He couldn't understand it either, but he completely trusted her, despite the fact that she tried to kill him before.
"You wanted it this way. You only wanted tables and chairs. You didn't even want a picture on the wall." She said as she looked at him.
Though he heard her clearly, he ignored her. He didn't even look at her. He saw another door on the opposite side of the living room and hastily made his way through it. He found himself in a kitchen --- An empty kitchen.
It had a counter, shelves, cabinets, an oven and a fridge. But there was nothing on the counter --- not a plate or a scrap of food. The shelves were empty and the oven looked untouched.
He went to the cabinets and opened each and every one of them and found nothing. He made his way to the fridge, expecting to find some food, but only found 3 bottles of drinking water. What kind of man was he? Did he even eat?
He noticed Yuriko standing behind him. Her presence made him feel both uncomfortable and restricted. Whenever she was around, he felt like he was always being watched, always being judged. It was as if she was his judge and executioner.
He turned around and looked into her eyes.
She looked back at him "You preferred to eat at work."
/"At work?"/ He thought to himself. What was his work?
She pushed her aside and walked back into the living room. He still couldn't accept the fact that he lived there. How could that be his home? It had nothing. It was as if he didn't even exist. His eyes suddenly caught sight of a door that was right next to his bedroom.
There was something about that door that made him feel uneasy. Right next to its doorknob was a small device that looked similar to a calculator. Funny --- he could remember what a calculator looked like, and yet he couldn't remember the date when he was born.
Yuriko soon followed him into the living room. She noticed him looking at the password-protected door.
"That's where you keep all your work."
He looked at her. "My work.....My work is in there?"
He had no idea what his work was, but he knew that he could use it to remember some of his past. He wanted to see what lay beyond that door. They say that people are judged through the work that they do in life, and he was ready to be judged. He was ready to rediscover himself.
He marched towards the door with a determined look on his face. He took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob. From the corner of his eye he could see Yuriko staring at him.
/"She's not stopping me?"/ He thought to himself. He was about to unlock a major part of his life and the young woman just stood there. It was as if she didn't even care whether he unlocked his past or not.
He braced himself as he pulled the door open.
The living room was suddenly filled with silence. Stryker's eyes were opened wide with shock as he saw something he didn't expect. A silvery, solid wall blocked the doorway.
In his panicked state, he ran his hands over the silver wall, looking for a crack or a gap, but found none. The wall sealed the room completely. It didn't even have the tiniest of openings in which dust could enter.
"What is this?!" He pounded his fists against the wall in hopes that it might collapse or reveal a weakness. But the wall neither moved nor budged. The wall didn't even make a hollow sound as he pounded on it again and again.
Yuriko could already see his fists bleeding.
"You won't be able to open it. You padded all the walls of the room with two feet of adamantium. Even I can't open it." Her voice was void of all emotions.
Stryker pressed his sweaty forehead on the wall as he leaned against it. He punched it for the last time, leaving a bloody smudge on its silvery exterior.
He turned around and looked at Yuriko. "Then how do I open it?! There must be some way to open it!!!"
"It's password protected." Her eyes motioned to the device that was located right next to the doorway.
Stryker pushed himself off the adamantium barrier and inspected the password device. The device had a small rectangular screen that was on the same level as his eyes. Below the screen was 14 buttons. Nine of them were numbers and the other 3 were letters X, Y and Z. The two remaining buttons were bigger than the first 9. One was colored red, and the other was colored blue.
He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "So....How does this thing work? I was probably the one who installed it here, but I obviously cannot remember how to use it now, can I?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Look into the screen and push the red button." Yuriko said. She knew he wouldn't be able to deactivate the barrier unless he remembered the password. And she doubted that he would. But if he did, then she might finally be able to see her past too. He kept all of his mutant research files in that room, including hers.
Stryker slowly moved his eyes in front of the device and pushed the red button. A red laser-like light suddenly emitted from the screen and scanned his eyes. After five seconds, the light faded.
He quickly stepped away from the device and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the password device again and saw the words 'Access Granted' printed on the screen.
"I did it." He whispered under his breath. He licked his lips and looked at the adamantium barrier that blocked the doorway. He expected the barrier to open, but it just stayed in its place.
"Why is it not opening?!!!" He asked Yuriko angrily.
"Look at the screen." She answered back.
/"What?"/
He looked at the screen and saw the words 'Enter Password' printed on it.
"No......No!!!" His patience was starting to grow thin. Ever since she found him, he'd encountered one puzzle after another and solved none of them. His life felt like one huge conundrum that didn't have any answers.
He pressed his lips together and stared at the device.
/"I can do this."/ He thought to himself.
He was the one who planted the device there. He used to know the password. Maybe he'd remember it again if he tried hard enough. That room was the only real link he had to his past, and he was determined to open it, no matter what.
"How many digits does my password have?" He asked desperately. His eyes were still focused on the device. He looked at it, trying to recall the password, but his mind gave him nothing but an empty void.
"I do not know." She answered back.
He turned around and looked at her. "What do you mean you do not know?! You claim to know everything about me!!! You're the only one I know who knows who I really am!!!"
"I do know you...More than I ever wanted to. But that doesn't mean I know everything that you do." She said monotonously.
A frustrated, angry look appeared on Stryker's face as he punched the password device.
"Worthless piece of shit!!!" He shouted through gritted teeth. "What kind of man even shuts his work from the world?!!"
He turned around and looked at her again. Yuriko could see the fire in his eyes. He was now slowly discovering that man he truly was.
"What kind of person lives in a house that has nothing?! What kind of person has a kitchen without food?! I don't even have a damn plate! What kind of man has a living room with nothing but a table and a bunch of chairs?!" He picked up one of the chairs and threw it to the other side of the living room. Its legs shattered as it hit the wall.
"I don't even have to worry about breaking a vase or a picture frame because I don't have one!" He started walking towards Yuriko.
"Who would dare live here?! I can't even stand this place! And my work.... You say my work lies beyond that door..." He pointed at the adamantium barrier that blocked the doorway to his 'work' room.
"What kind of man would even do that?! I'm not even sure what an adamantium is!!! What kind of work was I doing?!! WHO AM I?!! WHAT AM I?!!"
His voice echoed in the room. By the time he stopped, he was an arm's reach away from where Yuriko was standing.
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TO BE CONTINUED !
Title: Unforgivable Sinners
By: Cmdr. Gabe E.
Note1: This fanfiction occurs entirely in the X-Men movie-verse . 'nuff said !
NOTE2: Since fanfiction.net has difficulty in displaying italicized words (which are supposed to be characters' unspoken thoughts), I decided to upload chapters 1 – 10 again and enclosed all unspoken thoughts in .
So from now on, /"This is going to be an unspoken thought."/.
I fixed some of the scene dividers too =).
============================== SKETTY24 = HERE'S THE UPDATE !!! Yeah --- It's quite unfortunate that Yuriko ended up with the man she hated the most. But then, she does need him to retrieve her memories. Either way, she's not gonna cut him some slack in this fanfic ! Logan will definitely have a bigger role later on....BWAHAHA! (Of course I can't say c0z that would ruin the plot ). As for Logan's tag...Hmmm...
CAP'T O. HAGAN (super troopers?! O.o) = Thank you so much for keeping up with fanfic !!! The situation that Yuriko and Stryker are in will definitely give them more chance to interact in ways they've never been able to before =).
TOPWITCH = THANK YOU so much for the review !!! Anyway, hope you like this next chap ! I hope it's not too "dramatic". O.O. lol
PEETS96 = I also doubt that Yuriko would feel sympathy for him. She hates him the entirety of her soul. It's not that easy to forget a decade of torture, you know. Thanks for reviewing =)!
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Chapter X: Putting the pieces together
Stryker exhaled and looked at her again. "I want to go home. I'm tired." He looked like he had given up. He wanted to ask so many questions, but he knew a part of him didn't want to hear the answers.
He ran his fingers through his hair and pushed Yuriko aside as he walked into the bedroom.
His eyes wandered at the bare room that surrounded him. "Where are we?" He asked, looking at Yuriko.
Yuriko closed the door behind her. "You don't remember?"
Stryker sighed in frustration. "Of course I don't remember! Why? Should I know where we are?! Do I know this place?! Tell me!!!"
She looked at him in the eyes. "This is where you live."
He looked back at her. A look of confusion could clearly be seen on his face. He didn't know what to say. He didn't even know what to do. How could he forget his own room? His own place? His own house?
He closed his eyes in hopes of remembering it, but nothing came. There wasn't even a sense of familiarity or a feeling of déjà vu. Everything felt so new to him.
Yuriko noticed the empty look in his eyes. Perhaps it would have been better if she left him by the river to die. But that would've just given him the easy way out, and she didn't want that. She wanted him to suffer. She wanted him to go through what she went through, and more.
His eyes surveyed the room again. He noticed how empty and abandoned it was. It didn't look like a room a person would love to go home to. It felt more like a prison. He felt suffocated by it.
Without saying a word, he left the room.
Yuriko slowly walked after him.
Stryker made his way to the middle of the living room and looked around. Not a word escaped from his lips. He ran his hands on the table and chairs, trying to remember being there, but none of them gave him a hint of his past. Everything felt so new to his touch.
Like his bedroom, the living room too felt so empty. And that bothered him. What kind of man would want to live in such a lonely place? There was neither a vase, nor a picture, nor a painting in sight. There was only a table and a couple of chairs.
For a while he thought that the young woman was probably lying to him, but a part of him knew she wasn't. He had an innate feeling that she was telling the truth. He couldn't understand it either, but he completely trusted her, despite the fact that she tried to kill him before.
"You wanted it this way. You only wanted tables and chairs. You didn't even want a picture on the wall." She said as she looked at him.
Though he heard her clearly, he ignored her. He didn't even look at her. He saw another door on the opposite side of the living room and hastily made his way through it. He found himself in a kitchen --- An empty kitchen.
It had a counter, shelves, cabinets, an oven and a fridge. But there was nothing on the counter --- not a plate or a scrap of food. The shelves were empty and the oven looked untouched.
He went to the cabinets and opened each and every one of them and found nothing. He made his way to the fridge, expecting to find some food, but only found 3 bottles of drinking water. What kind of man was he? Did he even eat?
He noticed Yuriko standing behind him. Her presence made him feel both uncomfortable and restricted. Whenever she was around, he felt like he was always being watched, always being judged. It was as if she was his judge and executioner.
He turned around and looked into her eyes.
She looked back at him "You preferred to eat at work."
/"At work?"/ He thought to himself. What was his work?
She pushed her aside and walked back into the living room. He still couldn't accept the fact that he lived there. How could that be his home? It had nothing. It was as if he didn't even exist. His eyes suddenly caught sight of a door that was right next to his bedroom.
There was something about that door that made him feel uneasy. Right next to its doorknob was a small device that looked similar to a calculator. Funny --- he could remember what a calculator looked like, and yet he couldn't remember the date when he was born.
Yuriko soon followed him into the living room. She noticed him looking at the password-protected door.
"That's where you keep all your work."
He looked at her. "My work.....My work is in there?"
He had no idea what his work was, but he knew that he could use it to remember some of his past. He wanted to see what lay beyond that door. They say that people are judged through the work that they do in life, and he was ready to be judged. He was ready to rediscover himself.
He marched towards the door with a determined look on his face. He took a deep breath and reached for the doorknob. From the corner of his eye he could see Yuriko staring at him.
/"She's not stopping me?"/ He thought to himself. He was about to unlock a major part of his life and the young woman just stood there. It was as if she didn't even care whether he unlocked his past or not.
He braced himself as he pulled the door open.
The living room was suddenly filled with silence. Stryker's eyes were opened wide with shock as he saw something he didn't expect. A silvery, solid wall blocked the doorway.
In his panicked state, he ran his hands over the silver wall, looking for a crack or a gap, but found none. The wall sealed the room completely. It didn't even have the tiniest of openings in which dust could enter.
"What is this?!" He pounded his fists against the wall in hopes that it might collapse or reveal a weakness. But the wall neither moved nor budged. The wall didn't even make a hollow sound as he pounded on it again and again.
Yuriko could already see his fists bleeding.
"You won't be able to open it. You padded all the walls of the room with two feet of adamantium. Even I can't open it." Her voice was void of all emotions.
Stryker pressed his sweaty forehead on the wall as he leaned against it. He punched it for the last time, leaving a bloody smudge on its silvery exterior.
He turned around and looked at Yuriko. "Then how do I open it?! There must be some way to open it!!!"
"It's password protected." Her eyes motioned to the device that was located right next to the doorway.
Stryker pushed himself off the adamantium barrier and inspected the password device. The device had a small rectangular screen that was on the same level as his eyes. Below the screen was 14 buttons. Nine of them were numbers and the other 3 were letters X, Y and Z. The two remaining buttons were bigger than the first 9. One was colored red, and the other was colored blue.
He ran his fingers through his hair in frustration. "So....How does this thing work? I was probably the one who installed it here, but I obviously cannot remember how to use it now, can I?" There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Look into the screen and push the red button." Yuriko said. She knew he wouldn't be able to deactivate the barrier unless he remembered the password. And she doubted that he would. But if he did, then she might finally be able to see her past too. He kept all of his mutant research files in that room, including hers.
Stryker slowly moved his eyes in front of the device and pushed the red button. A red laser-like light suddenly emitted from the screen and scanned his eyes. After five seconds, the light faded.
He quickly stepped away from the device and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the password device again and saw the words 'Access Granted' printed on the screen.
"I did it." He whispered under his breath. He licked his lips and looked at the adamantium barrier that blocked the doorway. He expected the barrier to open, but it just stayed in its place.
"Why is it not opening?!!!" He asked Yuriko angrily.
"Look at the screen." She answered back.
/"What?"/
He looked at the screen and saw the words 'Enter Password' printed on it.
"No......No!!!" His patience was starting to grow thin. Ever since she found him, he'd encountered one puzzle after another and solved none of them. His life felt like one huge conundrum that didn't have any answers.
He pressed his lips together and stared at the device.
/"I can do this."/ He thought to himself.
He was the one who planted the device there. He used to know the password. Maybe he'd remember it again if he tried hard enough. That room was the only real link he had to his past, and he was determined to open it, no matter what.
"How many digits does my password have?" He asked desperately. His eyes were still focused on the device. He looked at it, trying to recall the password, but his mind gave him nothing but an empty void.
"I do not know." She answered back.
He turned around and looked at her. "What do you mean you do not know?! You claim to know everything about me!!! You're the only one I know who knows who I really am!!!"
"I do know you...More than I ever wanted to. But that doesn't mean I know everything that you do." She said monotonously.
A frustrated, angry look appeared on Stryker's face as he punched the password device.
"Worthless piece of shit!!!" He shouted through gritted teeth. "What kind of man even shuts his work from the world?!!"
He turned around and looked at her again. Yuriko could see the fire in his eyes. He was now slowly discovering that man he truly was.
"What kind of person lives in a house that has nothing?! What kind of person has a kitchen without food?! I don't even have a damn plate! What kind of man has a living room with nothing but a table and a bunch of chairs?!" He picked up one of the chairs and threw it to the other side of the living room. Its legs shattered as it hit the wall.
"I don't even have to worry about breaking a vase or a picture frame because I don't have one!" He started walking towards Yuriko.
"Who would dare live here?! I can't even stand this place! And my work.... You say my work lies beyond that door..." He pointed at the adamantium barrier that blocked the doorway to his 'work' room.
"What kind of man would even do that?! I'm not even sure what an adamantium is!!! What kind of work was I doing?!! WHO AM I?!! WHAT AM I?!!"
His voice echoed in the room. By the time he stopped, he was an arm's reach away from where Yuriko was standing.
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TO BE CONTINUED !