Oh how I wish I could have Hugh Jackman all to myself!
(Hugh shows up at my front door step with a bouquet of roses in hand)
MUAHAHAHAHA!!
(Grabs Hugh's tie and pulls him in)
Anyway, apart from my fantasies, here is chapter 2.
Title: Forever Yours
Author: Fox of the Nova
Chapter 2:
"Alex...!!"
It was eight hours later at the county mortuary, after the suicide of the young woman.
A Police officer files a report as a nurse gently covers the young womans body over with a white sheet. As the white sheet covers the young womans face the nurse steps back.
"Far too young to be on this table." She stated with remorse.
"I wonder why Jane Doe here jumped." The officer asked.
The nurse just shakes her head with a shrug of her shoulders.
"Who knows? Teenagers often have a tuff time in life. Especially when they think that nobody can help them." The nurse stated.
With that they both walk out of the room, leaving 'Jane Doe' alone.
The door closed and was locked from the outside. A window was to the far left of the room. A shaft of morning light shined through the glass of the window.
It just so happened that the shaft of light from the window shined upon the body of the young woman. And an unbelievable thing began to occur.
The body of the woman began to glow as it began to rise. Soon the body of the woman was floating above the bed, the white sheet slipping off to the ground.
She was completely naked, but was soon bathed in a pure white light that come from somewhere within her.
A strong wind swirled around her form. Her raven hair flows all around her shoulders and front.
Suddenly a sharp flash of white light emitted from her. Then all of the light swirled once and like a lightning bolt, it shot straight for the womans chest.
As the light disappeared within her, her midnight eyes shot open and she gave out a hard gasp for air.
As she brought her hands up towards her chest, she started to slowly float back down.
As she softly landed on the floor, the small amount of white light that was still glowing vanished leaving a suddenly scared and confused woman.
The woman looked around, completely unknowing to wear she was. She raised her hands up to her face, looking at them like she didn't know what they were.
Suddenly a sentence entered her thoughts…although she did not know why; it urgently called for her to say the words out loud.
"Dee ankh tua ashvi mes nefer." She whispered out with no thought as to what she was saying.
Immediately after saying these words, she clutches her head in pain as her mind is invaded with a lifetime of sights, smells, sounds, thoughts, and memories from everything she had experienced though out all of her time on earth.
Tears of pain trickled down from her eyes as memories from the beginning to the very last thing she had done.
But she never cried out. She held it in, for this is what she had always done.
As she remembered everything, her mind slowly stopped pounding. Only when she was completely sure that her mind was coming back to normal, did she slowly release her head from her clutching hands.
She slowing looked up, her eyes were red from the tears, her breathing labored…but she was alive…and this made her eyes burn with anger.
"DAM YOU!!!" She screamed out, but it only came out in a raspy whisper.
It was then that she noticed she was naked, which didn't surprise her considering the fact that she was in a morgue by the looks of all the tables with bodies on top, aligning the room.
Slowly getting up, while using the empty bed for support, she stands up on long, slender legs.
After testing her weight, she looks around the room for something to wear. Her solution came from the bed sheet.
She opened it up to its full length, and knew that it would definitely cover her. After several raps around her body with many different tricks on rapping that she had come by over the years, the young woman was soon standing wearing a white toga like veil that covered her from head too toe.
She even made it come over head and over her mouth so that only her midnight, lonely eyes was the only sight that you would see of her.
She suddenly turned towards the window and was met by blue orals of eyes staring back.
Walking towards the window, she looks straight into the eyes of a very special dog that had been with her since her curse began.
"I see that you will never leave me Anu." She stated in a serious manner.
The dog, known as Anu, merely brings up its paw and covered his eyes.
"This window only opens from the outside." She stated towards Anu.
The dog, with its nose, pushed with all its might on the window. Soon it slowly began to open, and the head of Anu peaked inside.
Climbing up unto a desk that was underneath the window, the woman lifts up the window and crawls out.
Soon she is sitting on soft grass with her female Pharaohs hound by her side.
Anu looks towards her mistress. She was looking straight ahead, but not seeing. Anu knew that she was deep in thought; no doubt cursing out the world as well as herself for the set back of her suicide.
Oh yes, Anu knew all about the suicide, for she had followed her mistress as she walked out into the night. She had also made sure that she followed her mistress scent after her attempt at taking her life.
She wines towards her mistress. They should be heading back home.
Getting out of her trance she looks down towards Anu, who is gently patting her on the leg but in an urgent way.
"Alright, alright, let's go." She stated.
Slowly getting up, with the help of Anu, the young woman follows her only living friend towards a back alley. A pile of boxes covers the floor. Both Anu and the girl move away the boxes to reveal a whole. It was a storm drain, but with the top off.
Anu waited for her mistress to climb down the ladder, then she followed while biting on a box and dragging it over the whole.
With skill that no dog could do without talent, Anu climbed down the ladder like a pro.
"Show off." The woman stated as her dog climbed down the ladder.
After Anu stepped unto the ground she tilted her head to the side as she looked towards her mistress. As if saying, 'What? It isn't my fault that I'm gifted.'
The woman turns towards one of the tunnels and walks towards it, followed closely by Anu.
It was quite clean the tunnels. No slimy walls or contaminated water. Just steel floors that made a slight ringing sound as Anus paws patted down on it as she stepped close to her mistress bear feet.
There was no rats were around, but that would probably be answered by her dog Anu, who loved to hunt them down for sport.
No one knew about these tunnels and passage ways, and if they did, they thought that they weren't stable.
But she had nothing to loose, not to mention that it was the only safe and quick way to go home.
To the woman and the dog, home was an abandon building that was right next to the wharf. They were old fish markets and hangers for boats that have been run down by time. It was a safe place to be…until their ten year living-in-one-place ended.
Every ten years they would leave their 'home' and travel across the states towards a different city. From there, they will find a new home and live life for a while until their ten year period was up. It was safer that way, since new generations come every ten years. No body will recognize her, but her dog was a different story.
So that's why Anu always walked around the cities in secret. Always in the shadows, and if she needs to be seen, she will make sure it was only for a second. She was a smart dog, probably wiser then any human that the woman had ever met.
They had been walking underground for nearly six hours by the time they reached a tunnel that was boarded up. Walking towards it, the woman pulls apart a loose board. Anu jumps through the opening, followed closely by the woman as she crawls in.
At the other side, she places the board back and fits it snuggly back. Now it was only a couple of turns down the tunnel and they would reach 'Red Ribbon'.
After going down four different tunnels, Anu barks out and runs ahead. She had seen the ribbon. Of course dogs are color blind, but that didn't mean that she couldn't see clearly the ribbon rapped around the ladder that would take them up to their 'home'.
There was no top for the opening either, but as Anu and the woman looked up all they could see was blackness.
Anu climbed up the ladder, followed closely by the woman. The woman looked around and waited for her eyes to get accustomed to the darkness. Darkness was her friend now…it always suited her moods.
As her eyes grew accustomed she looked around at the items hanging from the ceiling and the other items were littering the floor. Above her, there were some scrolls hanging above. Perfectly preserved over time, the very scrolls from Alexander's library.
On the floor it was a combination of syringes and historical artifacts dated back to the beginning of time.
Walking towards a door, she opens it and sees a mattress on the floor with a large pillow next to it. Anu walks over towards the pillow, and after making several turns around it, settles in and lies down.
A small trunk was to the right of the mattress. The woman walks towards it and kneels before it. Opening it up, she gives out a sigh of sadness.
Inside a whole matter of things were within. Things that no doubt meant everything to the woman. She pulled out a pair of golden pointed shoes. Every detailed design was used with pure gold.
She reaches inside the left shoe and pulls out a small box. With shaky fingers she opens the box slowly. Inside there was a ring. A golden ring with three diamonds around the rim. It was dated back to the 18th century, and no doubt now was worth quite a sum.
But she would never part with it. She will forever have…forever a reminder of what was.
As she turned the ring so that she may see on the other side, she read the inscription of pure love from someone that made her life worth living.
"Forever Yours, Alex." Was etched with in the ring.
"Alex…" The woman whispered.
Anu lifted her head and watched her mistress brake down in tears. She hated to see her mistress this way. She never used to though. Only after…he…disappeared.
Getting up, Anu walks towards her mistress.
"ALEX!!!" The woman screams as she clutches the ring to her heart. She then curls up into a ball and begins rocking herself back and forth, never letting go of that ring.
Anu sits by her mistress, never moving to be close, but in a way giving her mistress enough space and knowing that she was still there.
As her mistress screamed out the one name that haunted her dreams and heart, something twitched within Anus noise. She knew that scent…
Leaving her mistress wailing in pain at her loss, Anu walks out the door and pushes it close behind her.
Outside the door, Anu suddenly hears a crash of glass coming from the other side of the door. She shakes her head from side to side. She knew what her mistress had done. She had slammed her fist on the mirror, no doubt cutting her palms.
She'll just have to get to that later. Right now her nose was going crazy because of the scents she was picking up.
'Three humans." Anu thought to herself as she walked down the hall. One scent kept on bugle her. It smelled familiar…but different as well.
Suddenly the boards that had been blocking the entrance towards outside were blasted open by a bright red beam of light.
"Way to go Cyclops." A voice stated with sarcasms said.
That voice sounded strongly familiar to Anu, but that didn't matter at this moment.
This moment intruders were in their home and Anu would protect her mistress with her life…
She placed herself between the three intruders and the door to her mistress. She bared her teeth and growled dangerously.
"Looks like we're not welcome." Said the one with some type of visor in front of his eyes.
Quickly scanning the three, Anu sees it to be two males and one female. That didn't matter…Anu attacked the one in the middle…the one that his scent seemed familiar…the one that popped out mettle claws from his knuckles.
Logans POV
Jean looked towards Logan with her eyes wide open. Who was Ankh? Did he really know that girl who committed suicide?
Logan switched off the T.V. and got up. Jean followed suit.
"Logan?" She asked.
Logan turned towards Jean, and was about to say something when his senses picked up two sense. One from a man that he wished didn't have to be here at this moment. And the other from a man who was the only one, that he thought, could answer his questions about his forgetful past.
"Logan, is every thing all right?" Charles asked as he wheeled into the living room, followed closely by a ticked of Scot.
"Did you hear about the suicide?" Logan asked, his voice rising.
Charles tilts his head to the side. "No Logan, I didn't."
Logan switches on the T.V, and turns the channel towards another news station. Soon both men were filled in on the news.
"Why would she do that?" Scot asked as he rapped his fingers around Jeans.
Charles wheeled closer towards the screen. "Do you know her Logan?" Charles asked.
Logan looked down at Charles then back to the screen. "Yes…and…no."
"That's not an answer." Scot stated.
Logan looked towards Scot with a look that would have killed Scot on the spot.
"Everyone, follow me." Charles stated as he wheeled himself out of the room.
Logan and the others followed too. After going down the secret elevator, they were all down at the lower levels of the school.
Charles was leading them towards Cerebro. After the computer recognized Charles, the doors opened and they all went inside.
"Professor, why are we here?" Scot asked a little irritated at all of this.
"Because I believe that the young woman is not dead." Charles stated.
Logan quickly looked towards Charles. Could it be true? That the one person that he could actually remember a name, and she was alive?"
When Charles placed the special helmet over his head, he asked everybody to stay still.
The feeling of being stretched was what everybody felt. But soon the feeling was gone and they saw before a world full of glowing white people.
"These people are non-mutants." Charles explained.
Then the picture zoomed in on one person leaning over a bridge.
"Professor, I didn't know that you could see the past as well." Jean said shocked.
"I can't unless that person is still alive." Was Charles reply.
Everyone was silent at this piece of information. How could that be possible? Nobody could survive a fall like that…unless it was a mutant. But then why can we see her as a non-mutant?
Reading their thoughts, Charles answered their question by showing them what exactly had happened.
Everyone watched as Charles replayed the exact events that Logan had witness in his dream. When the young woman collided with the waters below, her body flashed once then…nothing.
"She died Professor." Scot said.
Charles closed his eyes and concentrated. Soon the image before them shifted to be replaced by the earth filled with people glowing red.
"These represent mutants all over the earth." Charles explains.
"Wow." Was all Logan could say.
Charles then zoomed in on one person.
"HOLY SHIT!! IT"S HER!!" Logan practically yelled out.
It was true; the young woman was now glowing brightly in a golden color mixed with red. She was a mutant, but only after she had died.
The glowing stopped and they all watched the young woman look around in wonder…but suddenly Charles lurched forward in pain.
"PROFESSOR!!" Jean yelled out as she tried to get Charles. But she stopped when the image suddenly shifted to reveal someone screaming out, telepathically and physically a name.
"ALEX…!!!!" The name echoed all around them. The pain coming from the womans voice was as clear as day. This name…was from someone she had loved.
The image flashed and they were all again backing in Cerebro.
"That…has…not…happened yet." Charles stated through intakes of breath.
"What do you mean?" Jean asked.
"I mean that what you had just witness has not occurred yet. I can not explain it, but somehow I was able to catch a glimpse of strong emotions emitting from her in the near future.
Logan was completely quiet the entire time. He was in shock yes, but something was else was happening. That name…he knew that name…and yet…he didn't.
"Well if she is a mutant, then let's go." Scot said.
As the doors opened, Logan walked out.
"Logan?!" Charles called out.
But Logan didn't pay attention to him. He had one objective. To get to San Francisco and find her.
Jean caught up with Logan. "Logan, what are you doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Logan said.
"If you're going after the girl, then I'm coming with you." Jean said.
True that Logan somehow knew this person…but she wanted to help him…even if it meant piecing together Logans past.
"If you're going Jean, then I'm coming too." Scot stated as he caught up with them as they entered the room where their X-Men uniforms were on post.
"The Professor said that he will send the information to where the girl was staying put." Scot explained.
Logan glanced towards Scot. He didn't know why, but he was getting really ticked off whenever that guy proclaimed the woman as a girl. She wasn't a girl…yet he had no idea how he knew that.
After getting the information and getting strapped up, they were all inside the jet.
"Remember to go easy on her. She may be confused and possibly angry." Charles cautioned.
With that they opened the doors above that was actually the basketball court, and slowly raised the jet up. When they were clear, they launched up into the sky.
After two hours in the air, in complete silence, they had reached their destination.
"The Professor said that she would be located in one of those hangers." Jean stated.
Scot landed the jet in an abandon loading dock. When the doors opened and the ramp lowered they all walked out.
"I believe we should go this way." Scot stated while mentioning towards a large hanger.
But Logan had his eyes fixed on one Hanger that was smaller then the others. Looking at the way it was built, he could tell that this place was used for storage.
"She's in there." Logan said as he walked down the ramp and headed for the hanger.
"Logan wait!" Scot called out. But Logan ignored him. "Dammit." Scot muttered under his breath.
Jean looked towards Logan and made her decision.
"Jean, you're following him?!!" Scot asked in surprise.
"Well, this IS about Logan. And if he feels she is there…well then…I trust his judgment." She then turned towards Logan to follow him.
Scot looked up into the sky and raised his hands in defeat. With a grim look he follows them
When he catches up with them, they were standing in front of a door that was boarded up.
"Someone didn't want to be found." Jean said as she laid a hand on the board.
"So, are we going to knock?" Scot asked.
Logan was about to punch Scot when he heard a loud scream emit from somewhere inside.
"Did you hear that?" Logan said as he placed his ear against the boards.
Scot and Jean had heard it, and to them it sounded like someone calling out a name.
"Get out of the way!" Scot ordered as he stepped back.
He lifted his right hand up and strengthens the power of his blast with his visor.
"LOGAN!" Jean screamed out.
Logan quickly moved away just in time, as Scots power blasted away the boards.
"Way to go, Cyclops." Logan said with pure sarcasm
Suddenly he heard a deep growl emit from within the room. As they all walked in, and got accustomed to the darkness of the room, it was then that they noticed a pair of angered blue eyes staring at them.
The animal stepped between them and a door that was behind it.
When the animal entered the light, they saw it to be a large dog, probably larger then a Great Dane, but just a similarly built. Blue orbs of eyes stared back, its teeth bared, growling in hatred.
"Looks like we're not welcome." Scot stated as he watched the dog crouch as if to attack.
Jean noticed that the dog was wearing a golden collar that seemed to have Egyptian symbols written all across it.
There was intelligence in those blue eyes. Jean knew this as the dog looked over each one of them. But when its eyes rested on Logan, for a brief second, those eyes jumped in surprise. But the dog looked over the surprise and attacked. Its teeth snapping and claws out stretched.
But Logan was ready. He too extended his claws and braced himself as the large dog jumped on him.
Scot was about to blast the dog, but was stopped at the sight before him. Jean too was looking at the two on the floor with her mouth wide open in unbelief.
The dog didn't really attack Logan. The dog just jumped on him and started barking like a happy pup. It was licking every inch of Logans face while at the same time barking happily.
"Get off me Anubis!!" Logan yelled out as he tried to push away the large dog.
"Anubis?" Scot asked as he raised his eye brows.
Logan suddenly stopped and looked closer towards the dog before him.
He did remember him…and it was a she. "Anubis, right?" He asked the dog.
Anu nodded her head and got off of him. She then sat down with her back straight and looked at Logan as he slowly got up.
"Logan do you know this dog?" Jean asked.
Logan nodded his head. He wasn't sure where, but he knew that he had known this dog very well sometime in his past.
"Yes, her name is Anubis. But she prefers to be called Anu." Logan explained.
Jean and Scot looked at each other with the same vacant expression. How was it that Logan could remember all of that?
Anu then turned towards the door. She then walked closer towards Logan and barked once before walking towards the door.
"She wants us to follow her." Logan said as he followed the dog.
Scot and Jean followed Logan as they passed the room. None were really noticing anything around them. If they were they would have been shocked beyond belief by all of the historical artifacts in trunks or hanging above them.
But they did notice that the floor was littered with syringes. Scot leaned down and picked one up.
"It appears that your friend is a junky." Scot stated as he looked closer at the syringes.
But Logan didn't hear him, and if he did, he ignored him. He watched Anu push open the door with her head and step inside. Logan followed suit.
As Logan entered the dark room, he was not prepared by the sight before him…
CLIFFHANGER!!! MUAHAHA!!
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