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Author's Note- There are swears in this chapter. I was considering changing this to R just because of that, but decided that if I just warned you about them, it would be okay. The next installment of this trilogy (yes it will be a trilogy) will be R and it's highly probable that the third part will be too.
Chapter Twelve- Reunions
Wanda woke up in an unfamiliar room. It took her awhile to register where she was, and by judging from the pictures of Piotr and Kitty together, and the little yellow dragon on the bed, she guessed she was in Kitty's room.
She slowly sat up, shaking her head slightly to try to get rid of her grogginess. Something had happened...She remembered fighting the sentinels, and then she remembered being angry. Very angry.
"XAVIER!" She screamed, bolting out of Kitty Pryde's bed after realizing what he had done.
She looked livid, racing out of Kitty's room, the door automatically slamming shut behind her. Inhaling and exhaling air through her teeth sharply, Wanda stormed through the hallway and down the flight of stairs, objects floating around behind her, some light bulbs in the lamps shattering.
"Wanda, what are you-" Scott, fearless leader of the X-Men, stopped talking abruptly from the look on Wanda's face. She snarled at him, thrusting her hand forward towards him, and he flew back over the sofa and in to Alex. Both brothers toppled to the floor in a heap.
She continued on her search for the professor. Somehow, she had found herself in front of the infirmary doors. The doors melted before her and she found Hank McCoy bustling around in a lab coat, checking on the patients. She stalked right up to him.
"Where's Xavier?" she hissed. Beast looked at her in surprise, and was about to answer when the Professor wheeled in.
"I'm right here Wanda," he said calmly.
"You," she spat, "You. How dare you? How DARE you?!"
"Wanda, look at it from my point of view. You were dangerous and so engrossed in your anger you could have easily killed someone. Would you have wanted that?"
"It doesn't matter," she muttered darkly, casting a look around the room. She took a deep breath and then released it. "Where's Pietro? Is he okay?"
The Professor's eyes never left her face. Beast took a step closer to her, in case she needed to be contained. His blue eyes behind his glasses shifted nervously between Charles and Magneto's second, and very dangerous daughter.
"Wanda, I had to calm you down. What if Pietro had been in the area? You could have injured him," the Professor spoke softly, wheeling a little bit closer. The patient on the bed looked at them warily.
Wanda faltered, but instantly her face-hardened, "What do you mean 'if he had been'?"
"Pietro is not here, Wanda. We could not find him when we came back to search."
"What?" Wanda asked incredulously. Anger started to boil inside of her. "What do you mean? You told me Cerebro picked up his powers!"
"They did, Wand-"
"You LIED to me!" she bellowed, hot angry tears filling her eyes. Now a green aura surrounded her fingertips. Charles looked at them with mild interest.
"No I didn't." Charles said softly.
"You-you-" she stopped when she saw that the Professor's expression went quite blank. "Pay attention!"
He shook his head slightly and sighed, turning towards the door expectantly.
"I'm talking to you, Xavier," She growled, the green aura growing. Charles just shook his head slightly, wheeling a bit closer to the door. The patient on the bed now looked mildly interested.
The door flung open, and there stood a very upset and angry looking Erik Magnus Lehnsherr. He didn't even bother walking in, he just levitated himself in front of the telepath.
"Magnus," Charles greeted, but there was a note of wariness in his voice.
"F-Father?" Wanda asked in slight confusion, the glow around her fingertips shrinking and starting to turn blue.
"When were you going to tell me, Charles?" Magneto snarled, raising his hand to pull the wheelchair closer to him. "How long were you going to leave me in the dark? Until I saw it on the *news*?"
"On the news? Magnus, I was going to tell you," Charles stated, staring at Magneto's glowing eyes.
"Well then, tell me! What happened Charles and how come you did not inform me *at once*?" Magneto bellowed.
Charles sighed, backing away on his wheelchair slightly, turning to the side. He rubbed his temples as if he had just had an exhausting day, and he began to tell Magneto his story.
"Quite a few hours ago, Cerebro started picking up multiple powers; including Pietro Maximoff's, Jean Grey's, and Todd Tolensky's. My X-Men left at once, bringing the Brotherhood with them. They fought sentinels, and rescued some of the mutants that have been taken captive. The Toad was injured, but there was no sign of Quicksilver. We went back to look, and I even did a mental scan, but there was no trace of him."
Magneto's glowing eyes narrowed from the darkness of his helmet.
"Father!" Wanda said suddenly, stepping right up to him. "Xavier, he used his telepathy on me!"
"What?" Magneto snapped, turning his face away from his daughter and whirling his head to face his oldest friend and enemy.
Charles sighed again, kneading his forehead with his fingertips. "She was out of control, Magnus. If I did not stop her, she would have hurt others. She reduced a sentinel to a pile of scrap metal, trees were setting on fire, and a warehouse blew up. She would have hurt herself too, if I had not stopped her."
Charles looked up and at Wanda, "Does the color of your mutation change a lot, Wanda?"
"Wh-what do you mean?" Wanda asked, taken aback by the question.
"Back when you discovered that you had not seen your brother, the glow you get around your hands turned a scarlet. That had been the most destructive I've seen you. Just now, your powers were green, and then they turned back to your usual blue. Had this happened before?"
"I-" Wanda began, but her father interrupted.
"We can discuss this later," he said irritably, "But right now, we need to search for my son."
"Alright," Charles said, leaving the infirmary and Wanda standing in the same spot, looking confused.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Jean ran her fingertips along the cool counter in the kitchen. Hank had just done a thorough check-up on her, and was now doing so to the other guests. She had wanted to wander around the mansion, to a place so familiar to her, yet it was so different.
New mutants had been added to the X-Men, and a few New Recruits had graduated up to the team. Jean wondered what her place now was on the team.
"Hey Jean," someone said behind her, and Jean inclined her head slightly towards the person.
"Hello Rogue," she said quietly, her eyes staring unseeingly at one spot on the countertop.
She heard the untouchable mutant walk up behind her, and then did Jean turn around. Rogue had changed startlingly over the years. Her eyes were brighter, her skin was darker, and she didn't wear clothes that cover almost every section of her body anymore. Grown up, Rogue was indeed a beautiful young woman. Awkwardly, the Southern belle wrapped her arms around the redhead. Jean, startled, embraced her back.
"We've missed ya here," Rogue whispered, her arms tightening around Jean. Tears rolled down Jean's face, and she sniffled.
"I've missed you all so much. I don't know how I lasted there this long," she choked.
"Neither do we. But Ah got an inklin' that ya would have made it no matter what. Yer a strong gal."
Jean nodded, backing away from the girl she had always fought with in high school.
"Scott missed ya." It was so quietly uttered, that Jean almost didn't hear it. But it settled in, and Jean felt the pit of her stomach drop.
"He's out in the gazebo, jus' in case ya wanted ta know."
Jean nodded, heading towards the doorway exiting the kitchen. She stopped at the doorway however, and turned back saying, "Thanks, Rogue."
"No problem, sugah."
*~*~*~*~*~*
She took a sharp intake of breath when she caught sight of him. His hair was shorter than it had been, but he seemed to still have the same ruby glasses that let him have some control of his powers.
"Scott?" she called out hesitantly, and he turned, his expression startled.
"J-Jean?" he stuttered, taking an involuntary step forward. Jean could feel the awkwardness coming from him, because she felt it towards him too. Four years was a long time to be separated from the one you loved.
Only foot separated them both now, and they stared at each other for a while until the silence became unbearable.
"I've missed you," Scott said quietly, slowly wrapping his arms around her in an awkward hug. Jean melted into his embrace, glad to be in his arms again.
"Me too," she muttered, burying her head in his shoulder.
"I've missed you so much," Scott repeated over and over, his voice cracking. He buried his face in her hair, and the first time since he had found out that she might possibly be dead, he cried. Jean cried too, she had missed him so much.
They stood there, in the Xavier gazebo, content to stay in each other's embrace for as long as possible.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Samuel Guthrie, oldest child of Zebulon and Lucinda Guthrie, was ecstatic. Immediately when they returned to the mansion, the native of Kentucky called home.
"Come on! Come on! Pick up!" he snapped at the phone.
"Howdy," a female voice said.
"Joelle? Joelle! Paige, they-they found her! Put Ma on the phone!"
"What? Sam is that you?" she said through the other end.
"Course it's me, stupid! Put Ma on the phone!" he snapped.
"Wait, did you say they found Paige?" she sounded excited.
"Yeah, now put Ma on the phone!"
"Wait a minute." He could hear her should to other people throughout the house.
"Jeb! They found Paige! Sam's on the phone! How should Ah know? Hey Josh! They found Paige, they found Paige! Don't you rip that phone outta mah hands, Zachariah Guthrie!"
"Sam? Sam? Where's Paige! Lemme talk ta her!" Zachariah Guthrie said frantically into the phone.
"Would ya put Ma on the phone? Paige can't talk right now. Now put Ma on the phone, this is long distance."
The young Guthrie grumbled on the other line, and Sam heard him calling for his mother.
"Howdy Sam! Zach said you had some news?" his mother said.
"Ma! Ah missed ya! They found Paige! She's all right, just restin'! Don't worry. The Professah said that he'd buy us tickets an' we'll fly on down tomorrow. Okay, Ma?"
No answer.
"Ma? Hello, Ma? Earth ta Ma!"
Still no answer.
"Hmm. Line musta went dead or somethin'." Sam put the phone on the receiver.
West of New York State, in the southern state of Kentucky, in a small farm home, Lucinda Guthrie was laying on the floor after just fainting.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Here's the next chapter! I hope I didn't disappoint you. I'm sorry if you expected Wanda to be loads angrier, but wait until you see when she meets Pietro again. Er, uh, I mean *if* she sees Pietro again. Now, time for shout outs!
DemonRogue13- Yep, put a Phoenix clue in here. Glad you seem okay with putting Crystal in, because I know some people don't like her, but I do. Hoped you liked this chapter! Thanks for your review!
Crazyspaceystracey- I hope you're not disappointed in Wanda's reaction. I couldn't make her get too angry, or she'd burst a blood vessel. Glad you don't mind Crystal's in here! Thanks for your review!
I Am The Anonymous Reviewer- Thanks for your review!
SPoOkZ13412- Glad you liked the last chapter. I'm quite proud of that one (! Glad I'm getting you obsessed with Pietro/Crystal! You've been reading too much of my stories, dear ;-) Thanks for your review!
Pauline L.- I thought the action scenes could have been better, but I'm glad you liked them anyways! Yep, Crystal is Quicky's wife in the comics. I haven't read too much with them in it, but their relationship's kinda rocky. They made a cute baby though ;-) Who's Crystal going to go get for help? Stay tuned for the next chapter. Thanks for your review!
Ray1- Thanks for your review! Hoped you liked this one!
Stay tuned for the next chapter, where you meet some comic characters that might or might not be familiar to you. Chances are, you've heard of them.
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!
Author's Note- There are swears in this chapter. I was considering changing this to R just because of that, but decided that if I just warned you about them, it would be okay. The next installment of this trilogy (yes it will be a trilogy) will be R and it's highly probable that the third part will be too.
Chapter Twelve- Reunions
Wanda woke up in an unfamiliar room. It took her awhile to register where she was, and by judging from the pictures of Piotr and Kitty together, and the little yellow dragon on the bed, she guessed she was in Kitty's room.
She slowly sat up, shaking her head slightly to try to get rid of her grogginess. Something had happened...She remembered fighting the sentinels, and then she remembered being angry. Very angry.
"XAVIER!" She screamed, bolting out of Kitty Pryde's bed after realizing what he had done.
She looked livid, racing out of Kitty's room, the door automatically slamming shut behind her. Inhaling and exhaling air through her teeth sharply, Wanda stormed through the hallway and down the flight of stairs, objects floating around behind her, some light bulbs in the lamps shattering.
"Wanda, what are you-" Scott, fearless leader of the X-Men, stopped talking abruptly from the look on Wanda's face. She snarled at him, thrusting her hand forward towards him, and he flew back over the sofa and in to Alex. Both brothers toppled to the floor in a heap.
She continued on her search for the professor. Somehow, she had found herself in front of the infirmary doors. The doors melted before her and she found Hank McCoy bustling around in a lab coat, checking on the patients. She stalked right up to him.
"Where's Xavier?" she hissed. Beast looked at her in surprise, and was about to answer when the Professor wheeled in.
"I'm right here Wanda," he said calmly.
"You," she spat, "You. How dare you? How DARE you?!"
"Wanda, look at it from my point of view. You were dangerous and so engrossed in your anger you could have easily killed someone. Would you have wanted that?"
"It doesn't matter," she muttered darkly, casting a look around the room. She took a deep breath and then released it. "Where's Pietro? Is he okay?"
The Professor's eyes never left her face. Beast took a step closer to her, in case she needed to be contained. His blue eyes behind his glasses shifted nervously between Charles and Magneto's second, and very dangerous daughter.
"Wanda, I had to calm you down. What if Pietro had been in the area? You could have injured him," the Professor spoke softly, wheeling a little bit closer. The patient on the bed looked at them warily.
Wanda faltered, but instantly her face-hardened, "What do you mean 'if he had been'?"
"Pietro is not here, Wanda. We could not find him when we came back to search."
"What?" Wanda asked incredulously. Anger started to boil inside of her. "What do you mean? You told me Cerebro picked up his powers!"
"They did, Wand-"
"You LIED to me!" she bellowed, hot angry tears filling her eyes. Now a green aura surrounded her fingertips. Charles looked at them with mild interest.
"No I didn't." Charles said softly.
"You-you-" she stopped when she saw that the Professor's expression went quite blank. "Pay attention!"
He shook his head slightly and sighed, turning towards the door expectantly.
"I'm talking to you, Xavier," She growled, the green aura growing. Charles just shook his head slightly, wheeling a bit closer to the door. The patient on the bed now looked mildly interested.
The door flung open, and there stood a very upset and angry looking Erik Magnus Lehnsherr. He didn't even bother walking in, he just levitated himself in front of the telepath.
"Magnus," Charles greeted, but there was a note of wariness in his voice.
"F-Father?" Wanda asked in slight confusion, the glow around her fingertips shrinking and starting to turn blue.
"When were you going to tell me, Charles?" Magneto snarled, raising his hand to pull the wheelchair closer to him. "How long were you going to leave me in the dark? Until I saw it on the *news*?"
"On the news? Magnus, I was going to tell you," Charles stated, staring at Magneto's glowing eyes.
"Well then, tell me! What happened Charles and how come you did not inform me *at once*?" Magneto bellowed.
Charles sighed, backing away on his wheelchair slightly, turning to the side. He rubbed his temples as if he had just had an exhausting day, and he began to tell Magneto his story.
"Quite a few hours ago, Cerebro started picking up multiple powers; including Pietro Maximoff's, Jean Grey's, and Todd Tolensky's. My X-Men left at once, bringing the Brotherhood with them. They fought sentinels, and rescued some of the mutants that have been taken captive. The Toad was injured, but there was no sign of Quicksilver. We went back to look, and I even did a mental scan, but there was no trace of him."
Magneto's glowing eyes narrowed from the darkness of his helmet.
"Father!" Wanda said suddenly, stepping right up to him. "Xavier, he used his telepathy on me!"
"What?" Magneto snapped, turning his face away from his daughter and whirling his head to face his oldest friend and enemy.
Charles sighed again, kneading his forehead with his fingertips. "She was out of control, Magnus. If I did not stop her, she would have hurt others. She reduced a sentinel to a pile of scrap metal, trees were setting on fire, and a warehouse blew up. She would have hurt herself too, if I had not stopped her."
Charles looked up and at Wanda, "Does the color of your mutation change a lot, Wanda?"
"Wh-what do you mean?" Wanda asked, taken aback by the question.
"Back when you discovered that you had not seen your brother, the glow you get around your hands turned a scarlet. That had been the most destructive I've seen you. Just now, your powers were green, and then they turned back to your usual blue. Had this happened before?"
"I-" Wanda began, but her father interrupted.
"We can discuss this later," he said irritably, "But right now, we need to search for my son."
"Alright," Charles said, leaving the infirmary and Wanda standing in the same spot, looking confused.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Jean ran her fingertips along the cool counter in the kitchen. Hank had just done a thorough check-up on her, and was now doing so to the other guests. She had wanted to wander around the mansion, to a place so familiar to her, yet it was so different.
New mutants had been added to the X-Men, and a few New Recruits had graduated up to the team. Jean wondered what her place now was on the team.
"Hey Jean," someone said behind her, and Jean inclined her head slightly towards the person.
"Hello Rogue," she said quietly, her eyes staring unseeingly at one spot on the countertop.
She heard the untouchable mutant walk up behind her, and then did Jean turn around. Rogue had changed startlingly over the years. Her eyes were brighter, her skin was darker, and she didn't wear clothes that cover almost every section of her body anymore. Grown up, Rogue was indeed a beautiful young woman. Awkwardly, the Southern belle wrapped her arms around the redhead. Jean, startled, embraced her back.
"We've missed ya here," Rogue whispered, her arms tightening around Jean. Tears rolled down Jean's face, and she sniffled.
"I've missed you all so much. I don't know how I lasted there this long," she choked.
"Neither do we. But Ah got an inklin' that ya would have made it no matter what. Yer a strong gal."
Jean nodded, backing away from the girl she had always fought with in high school.
"Scott missed ya." It was so quietly uttered, that Jean almost didn't hear it. But it settled in, and Jean felt the pit of her stomach drop.
"He's out in the gazebo, jus' in case ya wanted ta know."
Jean nodded, heading towards the doorway exiting the kitchen. She stopped at the doorway however, and turned back saying, "Thanks, Rogue."
"No problem, sugah."
*~*~*~*~*~*
She took a sharp intake of breath when she caught sight of him. His hair was shorter than it had been, but he seemed to still have the same ruby glasses that let him have some control of his powers.
"Scott?" she called out hesitantly, and he turned, his expression startled.
"J-Jean?" he stuttered, taking an involuntary step forward. Jean could feel the awkwardness coming from him, because she felt it towards him too. Four years was a long time to be separated from the one you loved.
Only foot separated them both now, and they stared at each other for a while until the silence became unbearable.
"I've missed you," Scott said quietly, slowly wrapping his arms around her in an awkward hug. Jean melted into his embrace, glad to be in his arms again.
"Me too," she muttered, burying her head in his shoulder.
"I've missed you so much," Scott repeated over and over, his voice cracking. He buried his face in her hair, and the first time since he had found out that she might possibly be dead, he cried. Jean cried too, she had missed him so much.
They stood there, in the Xavier gazebo, content to stay in each other's embrace for as long as possible.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Samuel Guthrie, oldest child of Zebulon and Lucinda Guthrie, was ecstatic. Immediately when they returned to the mansion, the native of Kentucky called home.
"Come on! Come on! Pick up!" he snapped at the phone.
"Howdy," a female voice said.
"Joelle? Joelle! Paige, they-they found her! Put Ma on the phone!"
"What? Sam is that you?" she said through the other end.
"Course it's me, stupid! Put Ma on the phone!" he snapped.
"Wait, did you say they found Paige?" she sounded excited.
"Yeah, now put Ma on the phone!"
"Wait a minute." He could hear her should to other people throughout the house.
"Jeb! They found Paige! Sam's on the phone! How should Ah know? Hey Josh! They found Paige, they found Paige! Don't you rip that phone outta mah hands, Zachariah Guthrie!"
"Sam? Sam? Where's Paige! Lemme talk ta her!" Zachariah Guthrie said frantically into the phone.
"Would ya put Ma on the phone? Paige can't talk right now. Now put Ma on the phone, this is long distance."
The young Guthrie grumbled on the other line, and Sam heard him calling for his mother.
"Howdy Sam! Zach said you had some news?" his mother said.
"Ma! Ah missed ya! They found Paige! She's all right, just restin'! Don't worry. The Professah said that he'd buy us tickets an' we'll fly on down tomorrow. Okay, Ma?"
No answer.
"Ma? Hello, Ma? Earth ta Ma!"
Still no answer.
"Hmm. Line musta went dead or somethin'." Sam put the phone on the receiver.
West of New York State, in the southern state of Kentucky, in a small farm home, Lucinda Guthrie was laying on the floor after just fainting.
*~*~*~*~*~*
Here's the next chapter! I hope I didn't disappoint you. I'm sorry if you expected Wanda to be loads angrier, but wait until you see when she meets Pietro again. Er, uh, I mean *if* she sees Pietro again. Now, time for shout outs!
DemonRogue13- Yep, put a Phoenix clue in here. Glad you seem okay with putting Crystal in, because I know some people don't like her, but I do. Hoped you liked this chapter! Thanks for your review!
Crazyspaceystracey- I hope you're not disappointed in Wanda's reaction. I couldn't make her get too angry, or she'd burst a blood vessel. Glad you don't mind Crystal's in here! Thanks for your review!
I Am The Anonymous Reviewer- Thanks for your review!
SPoOkZ13412- Glad you liked the last chapter. I'm quite proud of that one (! Glad I'm getting you obsessed with Pietro/Crystal! You've been reading too much of my stories, dear ;-) Thanks for your review!
Pauline L.- I thought the action scenes could have been better, but I'm glad you liked them anyways! Yep, Crystal is Quicky's wife in the comics. I haven't read too much with them in it, but their relationship's kinda rocky. They made a cute baby though ;-) Who's Crystal going to go get for help? Stay tuned for the next chapter. Thanks for your review!
Ray1- Thanks for your review! Hoped you liked this one!
Stay tuned for the next chapter, where you meet some comic characters that might or might not be familiar to you. Chances are, you've heard of them.
Like it? Hate it? Either way, review!