Queen of Random: I can't really think of much to say for this little note
from me. Sorry. Sorry if this one has been a bit slow in coming, though, as
I have spent a few days in a state of confusion, having read that book,
'Ultimate X-Men', the one that documents X-Men over the years. The page
that did that to me was the Summers' family tree. Now I am really confused,
especially about something to do with one of my favourite X-Men comic. It's
actually an X Factor Special - I'm sure one of you at least might have an
idea as to which one I am talking about. It's 'Prisoner of Love', and it
stars our big, bouncy, loveable blue Beast! Anyway, the thing that's
confusing me is the name of the child that Jean is trying to feed. Jean
calls him Christopher, and he seems to have telekinetic powers. Now,
correct me if I'm wrong, but in 'Ultimate X-Men', it shows the Summers'
family tree, including the other realities. I think I'll go through them
each reality at a time.
1. Normal reality (although I don't know how normal that reality is!): Scott married Jean's clone, Madelyne Pryor (who later became the insane Goblyn Queen), and they had a son, Nathan Christopher Summers (Cable). Now, I could go into the whole time-travelling, Slym and Redd fiasco, but that's all I'm gonna say on that.
2. Days of Future Past: Jean and Scott had a daughter, Rachel (Phoenix II), who had telekinetic abilities, and could also access the Phoenix Force. She later became Mother Askani, and was also a member of Excalibur at one point.
3. Age of Apocalypse: Sinister used genetic material from both Scott and Jean to create Nate Grey (X-Man).
I'm not even gonna go into the Mutant X thing, where Alex (Havoc) got together and had a son with Madelyne Pryor (Marvel Woman), who was called Scotty. Oh, wait, I just did.
So, the question I pose to you is this: Who is the boy? Is it Nathan, but he is being called by his middle name, Christopher? Or is it some other child, who just happens to be named Christopher?
My head's starting to spin. I'll just disclaim this and then get on with the story. I don't anything to do with X-Men. All the comics and books and videos I sit and stare at I get from the library. I don't really own anything. If you managed to get through that thing above unscathed, then here is the next bit of 'Beauty and the Beast.'
Beauty and the Beast
Chapter Eighteen: Another Offer
"Mr McCoy! How did it go?!"
That was the question that all the students were bombarding Hank with when he returned to the Institute from the hospital. He had spent a long time with Jennifer, but he was eventually kicked out by a nurse, who said the visiting hours were over.
"Is Ms Reed all right?"
"What is she going to do about her house?"
"Maybe she can come and live here!"
"What do you think, Mr McCoy?"
Hank raised his hands in a form of surrender. "People, people! Calm down!"
The chorus of teenage voices died down, allowing Hank's voice to be heard by all.
"Jennifer is going to be fine." There was a unanimous sigh of relief from all the students. "She woke up while I was there, and there seems to be no brain damage due to lack of oxygen. She just has a few burns, and she's already on the road to recovery."
"That's good," said Rogue.
"Yeah," agreed Kitty. "That's, like, really great news!"
"Was there any problem with your image inducer, Mr McCoy?"
"No, Kurt," replied Hank, shaking his head. "It worked perfectly. It even took Jennifer a while to work out who I was, although I was probably due to the fact that she was still a bit out of it."
"You mean like -" began Tabitha, but then she stopped, and shook her head. "No, I won't say it."
"Won't say what?" asked Amara.
"Won't say who else is out of it." Tabitha grinned. "That would have been too easy. I like a challenge."
There came a few groans, and a few laughs, from the students.
"All right, now," said Hank. "I've got to go see Professor Xavier, so you lot can all just run along now." He looked at his watch. "Don't you all have a training session with Storm in a little while?"
"Oh, man!" muttered Bobby.
"Hey, think of it this way. At least it's not Logan!" replied Roberto.
*
Being in the library brought back a lot of memories of Jennifer to Hank. It had, after all, been her favourite room in the mansion. But being in the library was a necessary evil, as it was where Professor Xavier was waiting for Hank, eager to hear news about Jennifer, and her condition.
Xavier looked up from his book when he sensed Hank's presence in the library. "You're back, Hank. How did everything go?"
Hank moved to a chair opposite Xavier and sat in it. "Better than I had hoped, Charles. She woke up while I was there. For the first time since. . . since. . ." Hank stopped there, unable to say any more.
"Since the fire," finished Xavier. "It's good to hear that she will be all right. Her death would have been a great loss to us all, Hank. We all care for her a great deal. The students, in particular."
"I know that, Charles, and that is why I am so happy that she will be all right. When I dragged her out of that blaze, and I realised she was not breathing, the world seemed to end right then and there. But then she was brought back. . ."
Xavier smiled. "It was a miracle. She knew how much she was needed here, and how much everyone - you in particular - would have missed her. That is why she couldn't leave this world."
"You're right, Charles," replied Hank. "But still, a part of me worries about her. Even though she will be all right, there are still things to consider."
Xavier meshed his fingers together and nodded understandingly. "Things such as her insurance?"
Hank nodded. "Yes. Everything she had was destroyed in that fire. Once she is discharged, she has nowhere to go. I think that idea frightens her, more than the fire did."
Xavier smiled again. "Hank, you know that for someone like Jennifer, our arms are always open and welcoming."
Hank's eyes lit up. "You mean. . ."
"Jennifer is welcome to stay here as long as she needs to. I doubt the students will mind her presence at all. It may even be an advantage having her here."
Hank rose from his chair. "Thank you, Charles. I will tell Jennifer the good news when I go and visit her tomorrow."
"You're very welcome, Hank."
*
Hank showed up at the hospital as soon as visiting hours began, bouquet of flowers in hand. Once again, he was wearing a holowatch to hide his true appearance from the hospital staff. Although he did not like having to wear something like that, as it felt like he was lying to some degree, he would wear it if it gave him a glimpse of Jennifer. Of course, the holowatch, and the illusion it created, allowed him much more than a glimpse.
"Oh, Hank," said Jennifer, when he presented to her the flowers. "They're beautiful. Thank you." Unlike the previous day, Jennifer's eyes were bright, and had regained some of their old sparkle. The sight of that lifted Hank's heart. "You're very welcome," he said, smiling.
She smiled back. "And they're Forget-Me-Nots, too. Just like after the ballet." She sighed, remembering. "Those were the days."
"Those were the days?" asked Hank. "It hasn't been that long, has it?"
"Longer than some people would have thought we would have lasted," replied Jennifer. "Not that we care about what people think," she added.
"Of course we don't. All I care about is you."
Jennifer began to speak, but stopped, and reached for the glass of water that sat on the table by her bed. Because of all the smoke inhalation, her throat was still quite sore. After taking a sip, she said, "It will take me a while to sort out all the insurance, but it should cover the costs of fixing my house." She laughed bitterly. "Not that there is much to repair."
Hank took the glass out of Jennifer's hands and placed it back on the table. "Well, I have some good news regarding that."
"You did find a mutant who can change the past, didn't you?"
Hank shook his head, laughing slightly. "No, I didn't, Jennifer. Charles has offered you a place to stay. At the Institute."
"Really?" asked Jennifer, not quite believing what Hank was saying. "I can stay at the Institute?"
"You sure can."
"Oh, Hank!" cried Jennifer, sitting up. "Thank you!" Elated, she hugged him, but she had forgotten that her left arm was still heavily bandaged, and caused her a lot of pain. "Ow."
"Easy, easy," said Hank, guiding Jennifer back down onto the bed. "You're still injured, remember?" He held onto her hand as he said that.
"I know, I know," she replied, squeezing his hand reasuredly. "It's just so frustrating, not being able to move very far." She looked over Hank's shoulder to the wall behind him. "And the fact that I can only see a little makes that painting behind you very annoying."
Hank turned around to see an abstract painting hanging from the wall. "Oh."
"I prefer landscapes, myself," continued Jennifer. "There is just something so. . . wonderful, and healing about nature. Don't you agree?"
"You're right. But stop worrying about that, and just focus on getting better."
"All right," sighed Jennifer. "But will you do me a favour?"
"Anything," replied Hank. "Just name it."
"Tell me about the students. Are they all right? They won't tell me anything about the Institute. The only reason they let you in here," Jennifer lowered her voice, "is because they think you're human. And you and I both know that it is because of that." She gestured to the image inducer on Hank's wrist. "So, please, Hank, tell me how the students are."
Hank was more than happy to comply with his love's request.
1. Normal reality (although I don't know how normal that reality is!): Scott married Jean's clone, Madelyne Pryor (who later became the insane Goblyn Queen), and they had a son, Nathan Christopher Summers (Cable). Now, I could go into the whole time-travelling, Slym and Redd fiasco, but that's all I'm gonna say on that.
2. Days of Future Past: Jean and Scott had a daughter, Rachel (Phoenix II), who had telekinetic abilities, and could also access the Phoenix Force. She later became Mother Askani, and was also a member of Excalibur at one point.
3. Age of Apocalypse: Sinister used genetic material from both Scott and Jean to create Nate Grey (X-Man).
I'm not even gonna go into the Mutant X thing, where Alex (Havoc) got together and had a son with Madelyne Pryor (Marvel Woman), who was called Scotty. Oh, wait, I just did.
So, the question I pose to you is this: Who is the boy? Is it Nathan, but he is being called by his middle name, Christopher? Or is it some other child, who just happens to be named Christopher?
My head's starting to spin. I'll just disclaim this and then get on with the story. I don't anything to do with X-Men. All the comics and books and videos I sit and stare at I get from the library. I don't really own anything. If you managed to get through that thing above unscathed, then here is the next bit of 'Beauty and the Beast.'
Beauty and the Beast
Chapter Eighteen: Another Offer
"Mr McCoy! How did it go?!"
That was the question that all the students were bombarding Hank with when he returned to the Institute from the hospital. He had spent a long time with Jennifer, but he was eventually kicked out by a nurse, who said the visiting hours were over.
"Is Ms Reed all right?"
"What is she going to do about her house?"
"Maybe she can come and live here!"
"What do you think, Mr McCoy?"
Hank raised his hands in a form of surrender. "People, people! Calm down!"
The chorus of teenage voices died down, allowing Hank's voice to be heard by all.
"Jennifer is going to be fine." There was a unanimous sigh of relief from all the students. "She woke up while I was there, and there seems to be no brain damage due to lack of oxygen. She just has a few burns, and she's already on the road to recovery."
"That's good," said Rogue.
"Yeah," agreed Kitty. "That's, like, really great news!"
"Was there any problem with your image inducer, Mr McCoy?"
"No, Kurt," replied Hank, shaking his head. "It worked perfectly. It even took Jennifer a while to work out who I was, although I was probably due to the fact that she was still a bit out of it."
"You mean like -" began Tabitha, but then she stopped, and shook her head. "No, I won't say it."
"Won't say what?" asked Amara.
"Won't say who else is out of it." Tabitha grinned. "That would have been too easy. I like a challenge."
There came a few groans, and a few laughs, from the students.
"All right, now," said Hank. "I've got to go see Professor Xavier, so you lot can all just run along now." He looked at his watch. "Don't you all have a training session with Storm in a little while?"
"Oh, man!" muttered Bobby.
"Hey, think of it this way. At least it's not Logan!" replied Roberto.
*
Being in the library brought back a lot of memories of Jennifer to Hank. It had, after all, been her favourite room in the mansion. But being in the library was a necessary evil, as it was where Professor Xavier was waiting for Hank, eager to hear news about Jennifer, and her condition.
Xavier looked up from his book when he sensed Hank's presence in the library. "You're back, Hank. How did everything go?"
Hank moved to a chair opposite Xavier and sat in it. "Better than I had hoped, Charles. She woke up while I was there. For the first time since. . . since. . ." Hank stopped there, unable to say any more.
"Since the fire," finished Xavier. "It's good to hear that she will be all right. Her death would have been a great loss to us all, Hank. We all care for her a great deal. The students, in particular."
"I know that, Charles, and that is why I am so happy that she will be all right. When I dragged her out of that blaze, and I realised she was not breathing, the world seemed to end right then and there. But then she was brought back. . ."
Xavier smiled. "It was a miracle. She knew how much she was needed here, and how much everyone - you in particular - would have missed her. That is why she couldn't leave this world."
"You're right, Charles," replied Hank. "But still, a part of me worries about her. Even though she will be all right, there are still things to consider."
Xavier meshed his fingers together and nodded understandingly. "Things such as her insurance?"
Hank nodded. "Yes. Everything she had was destroyed in that fire. Once she is discharged, she has nowhere to go. I think that idea frightens her, more than the fire did."
Xavier smiled again. "Hank, you know that for someone like Jennifer, our arms are always open and welcoming."
Hank's eyes lit up. "You mean. . ."
"Jennifer is welcome to stay here as long as she needs to. I doubt the students will mind her presence at all. It may even be an advantage having her here."
Hank rose from his chair. "Thank you, Charles. I will tell Jennifer the good news when I go and visit her tomorrow."
"You're very welcome, Hank."
*
Hank showed up at the hospital as soon as visiting hours began, bouquet of flowers in hand. Once again, he was wearing a holowatch to hide his true appearance from the hospital staff. Although he did not like having to wear something like that, as it felt like he was lying to some degree, he would wear it if it gave him a glimpse of Jennifer. Of course, the holowatch, and the illusion it created, allowed him much more than a glimpse.
"Oh, Hank," said Jennifer, when he presented to her the flowers. "They're beautiful. Thank you." Unlike the previous day, Jennifer's eyes were bright, and had regained some of their old sparkle. The sight of that lifted Hank's heart. "You're very welcome," he said, smiling.
She smiled back. "And they're Forget-Me-Nots, too. Just like after the ballet." She sighed, remembering. "Those were the days."
"Those were the days?" asked Hank. "It hasn't been that long, has it?"
"Longer than some people would have thought we would have lasted," replied Jennifer. "Not that we care about what people think," she added.
"Of course we don't. All I care about is you."
Jennifer began to speak, but stopped, and reached for the glass of water that sat on the table by her bed. Because of all the smoke inhalation, her throat was still quite sore. After taking a sip, she said, "It will take me a while to sort out all the insurance, but it should cover the costs of fixing my house." She laughed bitterly. "Not that there is much to repair."
Hank took the glass out of Jennifer's hands and placed it back on the table. "Well, I have some good news regarding that."
"You did find a mutant who can change the past, didn't you?"
Hank shook his head, laughing slightly. "No, I didn't, Jennifer. Charles has offered you a place to stay. At the Institute."
"Really?" asked Jennifer, not quite believing what Hank was saying. "I can stay at the Institute?"
"You sure can."
"Oh, Hank!" cried Jennifer, sitting up. "Thank you!" Elated, she hugged him, but she had forgotten that her left arm was still heavily bandaged, and caused her a lot of pain. "Ow."
"Easy, easy," said Hank, guiding Jennifer back down onto the bed. "You're still injured, remember?" He held onto her hand as he said that.
"I know, I know," she replied, squeezing his hand reasuredly. "It's just so frustrating, not being able to move very far." She looked over Hank's shoulder to the wall behind him. "And the fact that I can only see a little makes that painting behind you very annoying."
Hank turned around to see an abstract painting hanging from the wall. "Oh."
"I prefer landscapes, myself," continued Jennifer. "There is just something so. . . wonderful, and healing about nature. Don't you agree?"
"You're right. But stop worrying about that, and just focus on getting better."
"All right," sighed Jennifer. "But will you do me a favour?"
"Anything," replied Hank. "Just name it."
"Tell me about the students. Are they all right? They won't tell me anything about the Institute. The only reason they let you in here," Jennifer lowered her voice, "is because they think you're human. And you and I both know that it is because of that." She gestured to the image inducer on Hank's wrist. "So, please, Hank, tell me how the students are."
Hank was more than happy to comply with his love's request.