Closure

"Alison you wanted to see me?" Hank asked her as he walked into the library.

"Yes I did," Alison was working on the fireplace. "I need your help starting this fire."

"Why?" Hank asked. "It's nearly 90 degrees outside!"

"I need it to burn something," She pointed to two glittery outfits on the couch.

Hank held up the outfits, one of them was the outfit she had last worn at the Arena. "They're not that bad," He told her. "A bit too much glitter for my taste but still…"

"It's symbolic," Alison told him. "I'm finally putting my demons to rest. I'm not saying I'm never going to miss it. The fans, the music, the lifestyle, but I have to put my past behind me if I can move on. I'll never have what I once had, but maybe the future will be better."

"I have to admit it does put things into perspective," Hank helped her with the fire. "Do you wish to do the honors?"

"Gladly!" She tossed the outfits into the fire. "Dazzler the mutant pop star is dead," Alison told him. "Long live Dazzler the X-Man."

"I second that," Hank put his arms around her. "I like her."

"Hank can I ask you something? Why don't we just tell people about us instead of sneaking around?" Alison sighed. "I've had enough of hiding things to last me a lifetime."

Just then a loud shout could be heard. "STAY OUT OF MY ROOM YOU CREEPS!" Rogue shouted.

"YOU HEARD THE LADY!" Remy could be heard next. "CAN'T WE GET ANY PRIVACY HERE?"

"I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE SO WORKED UP ABOUT! IT'S NOT LIKE YOU WERE GONNA DO ANYTHING!" Bobby was shouting next.

"YEAH IT WAS HARDLY WORTH THE PRICE OF ADMISSION!" Ray shouted.

"WHAT? YOU WERE ACTUALLY CHARGING PEOPLE TO SPY ON US? THAT'S IT YOU ARE ALL DEAD! STARTING WITH YOU POPSICLE!" Rogue screamed. Soon the sound of fighting could be heard upstairs.

"That's why," Hank told her.

"I see your point," Alison said. Then more screaming could be heard nearby. "And I used to think working in a band was a noisy gig!"

"Now what's going on?" Hank mused as they left the room. They saw Jubilee arguing with Angelica and the other Misfits. Xavier and Logan were not looking too pleased and neither was Scott.

"What's all the noise about?" Alison asked.

"It's about the Misfits taking in any enemy of ours that's what it's about!" Scott snapped.

"Oh I am so sick of you being so judgmental Summers!" Lance snapped.

"Hold on," Hank held up a hand. "What is the commotion about this time?"

Xavier sighed. "Foresight is currently at the Pit. The Misfits have asked for our help in rehabilitating him and getting him to control his telepathic abilities."

"Wait a minute," Alison said. "Are you saying that Trask's number one lackey is a mutant? For real?"

"Foresight is Trask's son," Xavier explained. "Apparently Trask manipulated him into working for him."

"His son?" Logan's jaw dropped. "You telling me that garbage used his own kid to do his dirty work for him?"

"Yeah he didn't exactly take it well when he found out both his kids were mutants," Pietro folded his arms. "His sister's well…gone."

"So he's a telepath?" Alison asked.

"Originally he's a precog like Destiny," Lina told her. "But thanks to Trask he has limited telepathic abilities. Unfortunately it came at a price, he has serious brain damage."

"What parts of his brain he has left after his old man tinkered with it," Wanda growled.

"I knew Trask was a fanatic…" Logan staggered. "But even I couldn't imagine him doing…"

"What difference does it make?" Jubilee snapped. "They're both monsters!"

"Jubilee I realize that this may be difficult for you," Xavier said calmly. "But right now Foresight needs our help."

"I can't believe you're saying that!" Jubilee shouted. "After everything he did to us?"

"You haven't seen him," Angelica told her. "Believe me, he's not exactly getting off scott free."

"He didn't kill your parents Jubilee," Wanda said.

"No he just stood by and let them be killed!" Jubilee snarled with venom in her voice. "Then captured me and dragged me to a lab to be experimented on and drugged!"

"Trask experimented on him too," Angelica said.

"So? That doesn't give him the right to do what he's done!" Jubilee shouted. "I hate him for what he did! I'll never forgive him! Never!"

"Then maybe you should say it," Lina told her. "Go look at him and see for yourself." Jubilee just glared at her. "Or maybe you're still afraid of him?"

"I'm not scared," She hissed.

"Perhaps…" Xavier began but Logan stopped him.

"Let her go," Logan said. "She needs to do this. I'll be with her, don't worry."

"Fine," Althea sighed. "Lina take them back to the Pit."

Lina teleported the two of them away. "How bad is he?" Scott asked.

"Trask cut out chunks of his own kid's brain and replaced them with hardware," Lance glared at him. "How bad do you think it is?"

"God…" Scott ran his hand through his hair.

"Yeah," Pietro said in a somber voice. "I know…"

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"This way," Lina showed them to the hallway. "We only let in a few people at a time for obvious reasons. I'll go see if he's ready." She walked through the doors leaving the two other mutants alone.

"You think I'm making a mistake don't you?" Jubilee whispered to Logan.

"No…" Logan said. "I'm not going to stop you. You do what you have to do."

"He has to pay Logan," Jubilee's voice was harsh. "For what he did to me. What he did to all the others. He turned against his own kind. He's a monster Logan. I just need to tell him that. I have to see him and tell that to his face so I can put it all behind me once and for all!"

Logan looked at her, knowing she still carried the scars of her parents' deaths and her capture. He put his hand on her shoulder. She was shaking with rage. "You sure you can do this?" Logan asked.

"Yeah," Jubilee took a deep breath. "I know I can."

Lina walked out. "He's ready to see you now. Try not to tire him out."

"Oh I'm sure I won't interrupt his rest," Jubilee said sarcastically as she brushed past her. She stormed into the room, filled with rage and hatred.

Ten seconds after she walked in that rage turned to horror. "Oh my god…" Jubilee gasped. "I didn't know it was…I didn't…"

"There was no way you could know…" Larry spoke in a monotone voice. "I'm afraid I haven't been properly shielded yet so I am still receiving your thoughts. I have no ability of my own to stop it. I may never will. That's why they only let a few people in at a time in the hallway. Don't feel guilty about hating me. You have a right to. It doesn't really bother me thought. Nothing bothers me much anymore. I feel nothing now. No emotions, no passion, no hate. None of my own anyway. Why do you pity me now? I don't feel I deserve it. Hatred I can understand, but pity? No, this is what I get for my crimes. I accept it."

"Why…" Jubilee's knees were shaking.

"Did I do what my father tell me to do?" Larry asked. "Isn't that what we're supposed to do? I think it's in the bible somewhere. Thou shalt obey your parents. Or something like that. I never read the bible before. My father didn't believe it. He only believed in science. Science would explain and cure everything he told me. He told me so many things. He was wrong about a lot of them. He said examples had to be made. Your parents were an example. I was an example. Everybody was an example…."

Jubilee backed away in horror. She couldn't speak. She ran out of the room. Logan looked at the boy in shock. Larry looked at him. "Did I give her what she wanted?" He asked. "Your thoughts are harder to read. I need to ask that."

"No, I don't think so…" Logan said softly.

"Sorry…" Larry closed his eyes. "It's a pity. She wanted to hate me so much. I guess that's another person I've disappointed. Maybe that's what he should have called me. Disappointment. If you know how things are going to be or turn out it is a disappointment isn't it?"

Logan walked out of the room and found Jubilee sobbing in the hall. "Now do you understand?" Logan asked softly as he hugged her.

"Oh Wolvie…I just wanted…I didn't mean…" She sobbed.

"I know kid," Logan sighed. "I know."

Jubilee sobbed in Logan's arms. "Damn you Trask," Logan hissed. "When I find you your kid ain't gonna be the only one hooked up to a machine the rest of his life!"