Disclaimer: I disclaim.
The rumors are not true, I'm afraid. I'm alive, and have writer's block. Or cube, if you prefer. Anyway, I have been very, er, busy. Well I WAS busy, for a while. But now that guard season is over, I don't have an excuse. Except for entertaining myself. That's important. Um... sorry, I'm rambling. Go ahead and read the first half of this chapter, because I'm too lazy to write the rest at the moment.
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"What's this?"
Pietro held up a bit of metal.
"Not now," Scott said, "We need to think of a way out of this."
Professor Xavier smiled slightly, "Look again, Scott."
Scott scowled a bit, but examined the object Pietro held.
"Oh," Scott looked sheepish, "But how and why did they stop working?"
As Scott had just realized, the devices that had been restraining their powers had all been turned off, and had dropped to the ground without them noticing.
Xavier nodded towards the building, "It seems we've had a bit of help from inside."
Jean looked relieved, "Now we can ask for help."
"Yes," Xavier agreed, and closed his eyes to concentrate.
'Good evening... It seems I am needing your assistance again, old friend...'
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"Why did you say that?" Bobby asked.
"Say what?" Rogue seemed somewhat preoccupied as they left John's side to let him rest.
"That... you said that Crow was with us."
"Her name's Kerri," Rogue said.
"But why-"
"Because she is. She has to be."
"How do you know?" Bobby questioned, "She could be anywhere on the island."
"No, she isn't," Rogue said, "I'm not really sure how I know. I just... do. I figure she would want to make sure that John really is okay. So she can ease her conscience."
Bobby nodded, "What do we do now?"
"You should tell me exactly what you're talking about."
Bobby jumped, as Jubilee swung down in front of him, upside-down. She hung from a tree limb from her knees.
"So...?" Jubilee probed.
"A little nosy, are we?" Bobby said, irritated.
"No. Just bored out of my mind. Wolvie won't let me do anything," Jubilee glowered.
"Like what?" Rogue asked, changing the subject.
"I dunno. Anything. It's just so boring here. No one interesting to talk to, no Danger Room to practice in, not even any homework to complain about."
Bobby grinned wryly. Jubilee was a famed procrastinator.
There was a pause, in which Bobby found that it had started to rain, and water was trickling into his eye.
"So, are you going to answer my question, or not?" Jubilee raised her eyebrows. She sighed as neither one of them answered, "Well, if anyone needs me, which I highly doubt, as no one ever does, I'll be hanging here, letting all the blood rush to my head."
Bobby and Rogue looked somewhat apologetic, Jubilee's aggressive outburst causing them to wonder how hurt she actually was.
"Hey, Bobby," Sam said, coming up beside them, "John's freaking out, or something... maybe... maybe you should talk to him?"
Bobby nodded, frowning concernedly.
As they approached, Bobby and Rogue saw that John had backed himself up to a tree, and was trying to press himself into the trunk.
"John, what's wrong?" Rogue asked, her voice heavy with distress.
Not seeming to hear her, John tried to escape the raindrops falling from the dark sky. Unsuccessful, the drops splashed onto his skin, causing him to try even harder to escape into the tree.
"John?" Bobby asked, kneeling in front of him. John looked right through him, eyes glassy.
Bobby reached out, lightly touching John on the arm. John jerked back, and his eyes focused on Bobby. For a split second, John looked frightened and strained. But then, he took on a mien of anger.
"Are you alright?" Rogue asked.
"What do you mean?" John appeared confused, "Didn't we already have this discussion?"
"But you-" Rogue started.
Interrupting, Bobby nodded, "Yes, but after everything that's happened, we're stressed out. Go ahead and rest. We'll be over there," Bobby pointed to where the other students sat.
John moved farther back under the shelter the trees gave from the rain, and laid back down, eyes closed.
After they had walked out of John's earshot, Rogue turned around to face Bobby.
"What was that all about?"
"What was what?"
"Why didn't you let me ask him what was wrong?"
"Because he would have no idea what you were talking about," Bobby explained, "It was a dream."
"A dream?" Rogue seemed confused.
"He was only dreaming. Probably a nightmare."
"And how would you know, Brainfreeze?" Jubilee asked, still where they had left her.
Bobby sighed, and turned away, walking to where the others were.
"Umm... did I say something wrong?"
"I have no idea..."
Jubilee and Rogue watched Bobby retreat into the shadows.
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Jess licked her lips. Due to her power, she became dehydrated quickly and easily. Right now, all Jess wanted was a long swim in the school's pool, and a cool drink of water. She'd even settle for just the latter.
But she was required to guard Warren, and the other man, Gambit, until Logan returned with help. So she would stay.
Jess leaned against the wall, feeling herself slowly dry out. Her mind would unable to concentrate if there was a need for battle. Sighing, she slid down the wall, and closed her eyes.
Reaching out her senses, Jess searched for a nearby water source. Her mind was instantly drawn towards the other mutants she was accompanying. It was so tempting to 'borrow' some of their fluids, human bodies being composed of about sixty-five percent water, that Jess had to struggle to restrain herself.
Jess forced her mind to resist, and scanned the nearby hallways and rooms. Smiling, she detected a large amount of the liquid heading towards them. It would reach them in moments.
Jess stiffened, the put her head in her hands. She had been so distracted with satisfying her thirst, that she hadn't realized that a troop of the soldiers were approaching.
The door banged open, and the men ( whom I have so lovingly dubbed the 'men in black'), filed in. There was only three, which surprised Jess.
Jess stood up, and dusted herself off.
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Yay! Lameness galore!!! Man, I'm a worse author than I thought. Wow. Sad, isn't it? I shall now blame it all on BobbyD12. It's all your fault, BobbyD12! Now review, while I go mope around because I am unable to buy my kitty hat. *sob* Me and my poor, useless self. (Yes, this IS really what I do. This and pick on the Kernl.)
The rumors are not true, I'm afraid. I'm alive, and have writer's block. Or cube, if you prefer. Anyway, I have been very, er, busy. Well I WAS busy, for a while. But now that guard season is over, I don't have an excuse. Except for entertaining myself. That's important. Um... sorry, I'm rambling. Go ahead and read the first half of this chapter, because I'm too lazy to write the rest at the moment.
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"What's this?"
Pietro held up a bit of metal.
"Not now," Scott said, "We need to think of a way out of this."
Professor Xavier smiled slightly, "Look again, Scott."
Scott scowled a bit, but examined the object Pietro held.
"Oh," Scott looked sheepish, "But how and why did they stop working?"
As Scott had just realized, the devices that had been restraining their powers had all been turned off, and had dropped to the ground without them noticing.
Xavier nodded towards the building, "It seems we've had a bit of help from inside."
Jean looked relieved, "Now we can ask for help."
"Yes," Xavier agreed, and closed his eyes to concentrate.
'Good evening... It seems I am needing your assistance again, old friend...'
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"Why did you say that?" Bobby asked.
"Say what?" Rogue seemed somewhat preoccupied as they left John's side to let him rest.
"That... you said that Crow was with us."
"Her name's Kerri," Rogue said.
"But why-"
"Because she is. She has to be."
"How do you know?" Bobby questioned, "She could be anywhere on the island."
"No, she isn't," Rogue said, "I'm not really sure how I know. I just... do. I figure she would want to make sure that John really is okay. So she can ease her conscience."
Bobby nodded, "What do we do now?"
"You should tell me exactly what you're talking about."
Bobby jumped, as Jubilee swung down in front of him, upside-down. She hung from a tree limb from her knees.
"So...?" Jubilee probed.
"A little nosy, are we?" Bobby said, irritated.
"No. Just bored out of my mind. Wolvie won't let me do anything," Jubilee glowered.
"Like what?" Rogue asked, changing the subject.
"I dunno. Anything. It's just so boring here. No one interesting to talk to, no Danger Room to practice in, not even any homework to complain about."
Bobby grinned wryly. Jubilee was a famed procrastinator.
There was a pause, in which Bobby found that it had started to rain, and water was trickling into his eye.
"So, are you going to answer my question, or not?" Jubilee raised her eyebrows. She sighed as neither one of them answered, "Well, if anyone needs me, which I highly doubt, as no one ever does, I'll be hanging here, letting all the blood rush to my head."
Bobby and Rogue looked somewhat apologetic, Jubilee's aggressive outburst causing them to wonder how hurt she actually was.
"Hey, Bobby," Sam said, coming up beside them, "John's freaking out, or something... maybe... maybe you should talk to him?"
Bobby nodded, frowning concernedly.
As they approached, Bobby and Rogue saw that John had backed himself up to a tree, and was trying to press himself into the trunk.
"John, what's wrong?" Rogue asked, her voice heavy with distress.
Not seeming to hear her, John tried to escape the raindrops falling from the dark sky. Unsuccessful, the drops splashed onto his skin, causing him to try even harder to escape into the tree.
"John?" Bobby asked, kneeling in front of him. John looked right through him, eyes glassy.
Bobby reached out, lightly touching John on the arm. John jerked back, and his eyes focused on Bobby. For a split second, John looked frightened and strained. But then, he took on a mien of anger.
"Are you alright?" Rogue asked.
"What do you mean?" John appeared confused, "Didn't we already have this discussion?"
"But you-" Rogue started.
Interrupting, Bobby nodded, "Yes, but after everything that's happened, we're stressed out. Go ahead and rest. We'll be over there," Bobby pointed to where the other students sat.
John moved farther back under the shelter the trees gave from the rain, and laid back down, eyes closed.
After they had walked out of John's earshot, Rogue turned around to face Bobby.
"What was that all about?"
"What was what?"
"Why didn't you let me ask him what was wrong?"
"Because he would have no idea what you were talking about," Bobby explained, "It was a dream."
"A dream?" Rogue seemed confused.
"He was only dreaming. Probably a nightmare."
"And how would you know, Brainfreeze?" Jubilee asked, still where they had left her.
Bobby sighed, and turned away, walking to where the others were.
"Umm... did I say something wrong?"
"I have no idea..."
Jubilee and Rogue watched Bobby retreat into the shadows.
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Jess licked her lips. Due to her power, she became dehydrated quickly and easily. Right now, all Jess wanted was a long swim in the school's pool, and a cool drink of water. She'd even settle for just the latter.
But she was required to guard Warren, and the other man, Gambit, until Logan returned with help. So she would stay.
Jess leaned against the wall, feeling herself slowly dry out. Her mind would unable to concentrate if there was a need for battle. Sighing, she slid down the wall, and closed her eyes.
Reaching out her senses, Jess searched for a nearby water source. Her mind was instantly drawn towards the other mutants she was accompanying. It was so tempting to 'borrow' some of their fluids, human bodies being composed of about sixty-five percent water, that Jess had to struggle to restrain herself.
Jess forced her mind to resist, and scanned the nearby hallways and rooms. Smiling, she detected a large amount of the liquid heading towards them. It would reach them in moments.
Jess stiffened, the put her head in her hands. She had been so distracted with satisfying her thirst, that she hadn't realized that a troop of the soldiers were approaching.
The door banged open, and the men ( whom I have so lovingly dubbed the 'men in black'), filed in. There was only three, which surprised Jess.
Jess stood up, and dusted herself off.
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Yay! Lameness galore!!! Man, I'm a worse author than I thought. Wow. Sad, isn't it? I shall now blame it all on BobbyD12. It's all your fault, BobbyD12! Now review, while I go mope around because I am unable to buy my kitty hat. *sob* Me and my poor, useless self. (Yes, this IS really what I do. This and pick on the Kernl.)