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Most of the girls managed to duck out of the way, but the crazed girl tackled Jean to the ground, electricity flying from everywhere.
Jean screamed. Immediately, Rogue sprang into action, jumping on the girl's back and removing her gloves.
"Calm down, girl!" She cried, as the young girl began to lash around, still on top of Jean. "We're tryin' t' help yeh!"
The other girls watched in silence, unaware of what to do. Fortunately, Rogue had it under control. She grabbed the girl's hands with her own, un- gloved. The girl was out in 3 seconds flat.
Jean got up carefully, surveying the large crowd that had gathered around them. 'Looks like the Professor's got his work cut out for him!' she said. The young girl who had caused so much trouble was lying peacefully on the ground next to a slightly disturbed Rogue, who was shaking her head violently.
~ Jean? ~ The professor's voice inside her head made her jump.
~ We've had a situation here, professor. ~ There was silence as the professor read her mind.
~ I'll take care of it Jean. Just look after the girl ~ The girls watched as the crowd's minds were wiped, leaving a dazed and confused look on everyone's faces.
Kitty ran over to Rogue to help her up, now that her gloves were once again on. Amara went over to the unconscious girl. So did Jubilee.
"She looks pretty harmless to me." Said Amara, kneeling next to her.
Jean realised she was right. The girl who had not five minutes ago held so many lives at stake in her rampage, looked almost like an angel. Her long, wavy brown hair was spread across the floor in an untidy fashion. On her face was a small but content smile. She wore a white longsleeve shirt and a pretty pink mini-skirt. Her white shoes resembled something that Kitty would wear. Around her neck, was a white-beaded necklace with a small flower pendant hanging from it.
"What's her name?" asked Jubilee, with a glance towards Rogue, who still looked slightly out of it.
"Dawn Morbid. She's jus' 15." Replied Rogue.
"Come on; we'd better get her to the Institute before she wakes up and tries to kill us!" said Jean, only half kidding. Despite her angelic state when unconscious, the girl was definitely stronger than she looked.
"I wonder why she, like, went after you, Jean?" pondered Kitty from behind the group as Jean picked up the sleeping girl.
"Ah don' know, maybe she doesn' lahke her outfit!" Rogue smirked.
Jean scowled. "Or maybe she just thought we were going to hurt her. I guess we'll find out when she wakes up. Unless you'd like to tell us Rogue?"
"Not a chance!" came the snappy reply. Maybe this wouldn't be such a bad day after all!
August 17, 2002
Most of the girls managed to duck out of the way, but the crazed girl tackled Jean to the ground, electricity flying from everywhere.
Jean screamed. Immediately, Rogue sprang into action, jumping on the girl's back and removing her gloves.
"Calm down, girl!" She cried, as the young girl began to lash around, still on top of Jean. "We're tryin' t' help yeh!"
The other girls watched in silence, unaware of what to do. Fortunately, Rogue had it under control. She grabbed the girl's hands with her own, un- gloved. The girl was out in 3 seconds flat.
Jean got up carefully, surveying the large crowd that had gathered around them. 'Looks like the Professor's got his work cut out for him!' she said. The young girl who had caused so much trouble was lying peacefully on the ground next to a slightly disturbed Rogue, who was shaking her head violently.
~ Jean? ~ The professor's voice inside her head made her jump.
~ We've had a situation here, professor. ~ There was silence as the professor read her mind.
~ I'll take care of it Jean. Just look after the girl ~ The girls watched as the crowd's minds were wiped, leaving a dazed and confused look on everyone's faces.
Kitty ran over to Rogue to help her up, now that her gloves were once again on. Amara went over to the unconscious girl. So did Jubilee.
"She looks pretty harmless to me." Said Amara, kneeling next to her.
Jean realised she was right. The girl who had not five minutes ago held so many lives at stake in her rampage, looked almost like an angel. Her long, wavy brown hair was spread across the floor in an untidy fashion. On her face was a small but content smile. She wore a white longsleeve shirt and a pretty pink mini-skirt. Her white shoes resembled something that Kitty would wear. Around her neck, was a white-beaded necklace with a small flower pendant hanging from it.
"What's her name?" asked Jubilee, with a glance towards Rogue, who still looked slightly out of it.
"Dawn Morbid. She's jus' 15." Replied Rogue.
"Come on; we'd better get her to the Institute before she wakes up and tries to kill us!" said Jean, only half kidding. Despite her angelic state when unconscious, the girl was definitely stronger than she looked.
"I wonder why she, like, went after you, Jean?" pondered Kitty from behind the group as Jean picked up the sleeping girl.
"Ah don' know, maybe she doesn' lahke her outfit!" Rogue smirked.
Jean scowled. "Or maybe she just thought we were going to hurt her. I guess we'll find out when she wakes up. Unless you'd like to tell us Rogue?"
"Not a chance!" came the snappy reply. Maybe this wouldn't be such a bad day after all!
August 17, 2002