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As his view became focused, he knew that the kid must've taken over his body. What would she be able to do? He felt his skin peel from his body as the pain overflowed through his body. No matter where he woke up, he'd figure out what the hell the kid was thinking, but for now -- he became resigned to see into her memories.

"Danger Room setting, Jungle," he heard the automated voice echo out the empty arena. In a flash, the cold metallic area turned into a place filled with strange sounds and even stranger plant life.

"Don't think I'll be easy on you, Jubilation," he knew that voice -- Beast.

"Same here," he heard her voice ring out the room as he saw her run. She looked around for a place to hide -- or at least that was what he thought. Instead she ran out to he open field. Perplexed by this event, he cursed about how dumb the kid was.

All she did was stand there, she didn't scan around for her hunter, "Ya can come out blue-boy, I ain't hidin'," she crossed her arms as she tapped her foot.

He thought she was asking for it. He saw her turn suddenly as a blue beast lunged for her. Why does this scenario seem so familiar?

A huge explosion knocked the Beast out of the air and too a nearby tree. His fur singed and smoking. She ran over to the fallen form and gave out her hand.

"Need help -- loser," she winked at him as Beast graciously accepted her help.

"My stars and garters, Jubilation, what just happened?" Beast barely breathed out while patting his blue fur.

"Oh you mean this," she gave a tap of her foot and another explosion could be heard a good distance away. The Beast just ran to the direction of the boom, and she just shrugged and followed him.

Sabretooth, only a spectator in all of this, suddenly saw the damage. A crater the size of a car was all that was left in the artificial jungle.

"Explanation please," He saw Beast survey the emptiness that lay before them.

"See blue-boy, been thinkin' why do I have ta paff only from my hands -- maybe it can come from other places, maybe my foot," She was about to stomp again when Beast caught her boot.

"We don't need another demonstration," Beast gave out a relieved sigh, "that doesn't explain the distance and explosion, usually --"

"Bright sparkles, mini-explosions, yeah yeah gotcha," she winked at him, "Since trainin' with Emma, I got better at controllin' the boom -- the pretty color and explostions," she gave him a thumbs up to the suddenly down Beast.

"Jubilation, I just want to say --"

"Save yer pity for someone who gives a damn blue-boy," her tone rising, but she cleared her throat, "Are we done fer today, I need ta get some Gucci shoes that look so good with this one outfit."

"Well ye--,"

She didn't wait for the rest of the response as she just walked off.

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Slowly getting back to reality, he tried pushed himself up but the pain pushed him back down. He went through a windshield and skidded out of a car at around one hundred miles per hour. He done that before and he were in a lot more pain the last time.

Maybe his healing factor got better or those X-jerks helped him heal. Where was he? He opened his eyes as he looked in front of him. The sun seeped in this enclosed area and in front of him the ghost of the person with so much power -- of course he wouldn't admit that.

She smiled at him, "I see sleeping beauty is awake -- next time you break like that remember ta put on a seatbelt -- it saves lives." Her face and voice stated like there was nothing wrong, that everything that happened last night meant nothing. He tried to give a mean look, but she ignored it.

She sat down at the opposite side of this area, "You been out for a couple o' days, knew you'd make it, but didn't think you'd take that long."

She sighed as she diverted her eyes, "Why didn't ya kill me back at L.A. all those years ago," his eyes became wide; he didn't feel like explaining nothing to her -- she had some explaining to do, but he'd like to see her face when he told her the reasons.

He opened his mouth, but no words came out. She looked at him with concern as he tried to talk again.

"Don't strain yerself 'Tooth," she berated him, "I guess I'll be the one talkin' for now." She was about to say something, but she remained quiet.