Chapter 12
The Dragoon of the FrostSharon's Point of View
Yesterday's occurrences have kept my mind stirring. Never have I felt so worried for Tommy's life, or the emotion he felt when he kissed me. I was thinking all of this while holding onto the jewel Tom gave me. It was neatly carved in a 3D oval shape. The color was a baby blue color, mixed in with white. What was really amazing about it was that when shone under the moonlight, it shows a shadow of something…different. It wasn't an oval shape, more rough and bumpy around the edges. I'll ask Tom about it later.
Then a knock came at my door. I quickly shoved the jewel in my pocket and answered.
"Who is it?" I asked.
"The Angel of Death. I am here to bring your soul to Hell." Said a familiar voice.
"Come on in Tommy." I said with a giggle. Him and his silly jokes.
"Aw, how'd you know it was me?" Tom asked.
"I'm a psychic, remember?" I told him.
"Oh ya can't forget that." He said drastically. He sat down on my bed right next to me. He must've been a little nervous, not only could I sense it, but also I think it's a feminine instinct.
"Are you all right?" I asked.
"…No. Not really. Yesterday, when the generals attacked, I thought I'd lose you. I don't want that to happen again." Tommy said he seemed scared.
I felt sorry for him, so I wrapped my hands around his neck and gave him a hug. He put his arms around my body and hugged me back. It was a little tight, but I enjoyed it. When we separated, we still hung on each other. We just stared at each other's eyes. I was about to say something until a voice arose on the intercom.
"All X-Men, please report to the conference room, immediately." The Professor said.
"Well, time to go." Tommy said. I really didn't want to go, but Tom insisted. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. We then walked toward the conference room, still holding each other's hand. When we entered, only Scott, Jean, Rogue, Kurt, Bob, Kitty, and Daniel were there.
"Where's everyone else?" I asked.
"This is everyone, we sent the rest of the team on a beach day." Scott said. The Professor wheeled forward to start speaking.
"Well everyone, I believe you all deserve an explanation for the destruction in the Training Room. Thomas, if you don't mind."
Then everyone set their eyes on us. I felt a little embarrassed, but then I looked upon Tom, he seemed really calm, and I couldn't sense anything from him. I couldn't read his mind. Tommy then stepped forward.
"I'm sorry everyone, but I am too blame for the damage." He started. I wanted to intervene, but he raised his hand, and motioned me to stay silent.
"I was greeted by four powerful mutants. They were the Generals. They work for this powerful entity named Judge. I've been tracking him down for quite awhile. I didn't want everyone here involved, but fate has aspired me too stay connected with your group."
"So you used us!" Bob yelled. "I can't believe you. I actually thought you were a friend. Now I just want to forgot I ever met you."
Tom then approached him.
"I'm sorry for the misinterpretation Bobby. I am dealing with a force much more powerful than Apocalypse. If I am to get anyone involved, I will be responsible for your very lives." Tom said.
"No your not. We can take care of ourselves you know." Rogue said in her usual cocky voice.
"Don't get so confident. The only reason those Generals attacked me is because they need me." Tom said.
"For vhat?" Kurt asked.
"Does anyone believe in the existence of dragons?" He asked everyone. There was an eerie silence, but no one spoke.
"Well, they are very real. I speak with them everyday, and on some occasions I meet with them. The reason none of you ever see them is because they are not of this world. I will not explain to you everything, but Judge wants the very essence of these dragons for his own cruel purposes. I am the easiest target for him, so he will concentrate everything in his power on me."
"Why didn't you tell us sooner, we can help." I told him. I was very angry for him to keep this from us, but I couldn't help but understand.
"Thomas, you know we will lend you our help. Just tell us what we need to know." The Professor said to him.
"No! This is my fight. If any of you are to assist me, there is a high percentage none of us will come out alive. I will not take that chance!" Tom yelled. Again silence consumed the room. I wanted to say something, but nothing would come out. So my emotions got the best of me, and I left the room.
I created a river of tears as I ran to my room. I don't know why, but I just slammed myself onto my bed, and just started crying onto my pillow.
Tommy's Point of View
"Iz zhee okay?" Kurt asked.
"No, she isn't. If you guys don't mind I want to handle this alone. I will allow you to help me on my conquest with Judge. But give me time to think about this." And I left without a reply.
I headed upstairs to find Sharon's door wide open. I guess she must be really upset. Carefully, I treaded into Sharon's room, if there's something I've learned in my travels, is to be cautious around girls when upset. I sent a mental picture of the calm seas to Sharon. Hopefully it will calm her down.
What do you want? She asked telekinetically
What's wrong with you? Why are you acting this way?
Why am I acting this way? You know very well.
Look, I just don't want anyone hurt. I'm sorry if I hurt your feelings.
… Sharon just stood silent while looking out her window.
Will you please look at me? I asked her, while taking off my glasses. Sharon must've noticed because she turned around slowly and looked directly into my eyes.
Promise me you'll come back alive? Sharon said approaching me. I walked toward her also, but I couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
…I cannot promise you that. But I will promise you, that I will always be there for you.
A tear broke from her left eye. I gently brushed it away, and sent a mental picture of a grassy plain, the wind blowing through the grass, and a huge boulder in the middle of the field. There was a couple sitting atop there. They were holding each other as if that day was there last. The boy playing with her hair, and the girl stroking the boy's skin.
What is this? Sharon asked.
Something I thought of a while ago.
It's very pleasant. Sharon said while stroking my skin. I then played with her hair a bit. We sat down on the bed, and just lay there.
"I don't want you to leave Tommy." Sharon finally spoke.
"That makes two of us." I replied softly.
We then shared a heart-warming kiss. Her velvet skin was caressed into mine. Oh how I wished for this moment to last forever, but everything pleasant must end. When Sharon fell asleep. I got up and left. That was last I would see of Sharon.