Chapter Fourteen Enter
Mortimer was so still. So quiet. Just like the first time they had met- the only time he seemed peaceful was when asleep/
She began to cry, he hot tears spilling on to his face, causing him to break free of the shroud of sleep. "Don't cry." He said blearily. He reached up and wiped her tears gently. "I'm not dead yet."
His strong chest was spider-webbed with scabbing burns, left to the open air to heal.
She flew up the stairs, and traveled the corridors without purpose- she just needed something to get her away from such morose thoughts.
It wasn't long before she ran in to Ororo, not such a blessing; for both of them. "What did you do to him?" she asked with a bite to her voice.
"I attacked him, Marie. A minor attack, mind you. I do that to a lot of people." She responded flatly, trying to pass Marie. Rogue stopped her.
"He didn't to anything to deserve it, Storm. He was terrified!" even though Mortimer would never admit it, he had been afraid. To afraid to make a move against the pale-haired weather witch.
"He is a criminal, Marie. A cold blooded killer. Do you remember the crushed officers we found at Liberty Island?"
She stared at Ororo coldly, knowing that Storm herself had done awful things in her lifetime. "Don't think he can feel for anyone, Marie." She said, shaking her head in anger. "He is a vile, putrescent thing that-"
"Do you speak of his appearance or his nature?" questioned Rogue heatedly.
"Both." Storm spat. "He is disgusting, deformed, and ruthless."
"Do you ever wonder why he is ruthless, Ororo? People like you destroyed him from the inside out as far back as he could remember!" she spat.
"You'll thank me later." Snapped Storm, a glint of madness in her dark eyes. And with that, she left. Logan suggested they give her some time to cool off, but Nightcrawler wanted to find her immedietly, trying to ignore how she treated people that she felt to beā¦deformed.
Toad recovered quickly once he learned Ororo was gone. He was still tense when around Logan or Scott (well, more miffed than tense regarding Scott) who he still considered a threat.
Xavier suggested that he take a Danger Room session with them both that evening, and he accepted.
The best way to recover from any illness or injury was to treat the body as if it were operating at 1oo percent.
Author's Note: #issues suffocating hugs to all reviewers# THANK YOU!
