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Mithros: you cry baby…… its not that sad…… oh shhh you'll get fluff later
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Chapter 10
The sound the engines tore at Jean's concentration, but she was determined to find something, an echo of a thought, in the mass of the destruction. No matter how hard she tried, it was hopeless. Tears formed down her face, and she looked to Scott as if searching for something in his face. He grabbed her in a hug. Ann was a lot worse. She had left everyone to be in the corner, where the knees of her pants were completely drenched. She had curled up, her arms wrapped around her knees, and her quiet sobs made it clear what she was doing.
"I can't find them; there is nothing but silence out there." Jean managed to speak, but her voice was horse and quiet, as if hoping that no one would hear it.
Storm, Kurt, Logan, Ann, Jean, Scott and Kitty all were in the Jet. Kitty looked devastated, Logan was impossible to read, Storm was trying to comfort Ann, and Kurt was making attempts to cheer Kitty up while he felt like shit himself.
"If only I had seen them…"Kurt whispered to himself, but everyone heard him.
"Look, this is not just someone's fault. If I had been doing my job protecting you kids instead of tracking down any possible information about Magneto, they might be alive. But they are not alive, and there is nothing we can do to bring them back." Ann gave a loud sob and a moan. Wolverine gave her a pained look at her sorrow, and then he turned to take the x-jets controls and fly home. The local media and rescue helicopters started to arrive, and they didn't want to be seen just yet.
Everyone was silent on the trip home, expect for the sobs coming from Jean and Ann. Scott was deep in thought, and he looked very troubled. Storm was informing the Professor of what had happened. Nothing seemed to be real. The x-men all knew that they were putting themselves into danger, but they never, not in their darkest nightmare, thought that anyone of them would die. Being injured that seemed normal, but this… this was too much.
When they arrived home, they were happy to see that only the Professor was there to greet them. Everyone looked sick, everyone but Scott and Logan had red puffy eyes. Ann had fallen asleep… well, was put to sleep, she had become hysterical. They gave her a mild sedative that would have her out for a few hours. She looked so peaceful; Logan was carrying her bridal style. No one wanted to wake her up.
"These are troubled times, and the brother hood has dealt us a terrible blow, but please remember what we are fighting for. I'm not even going to pretend that I am not devastated by this, I never thought that the Brotherhood would go this far. All of you should go and rest up. In three days we will be holding a memorial service. Feel free to come in my office if you need to talk." And with that he left them to answer their own thoughts.
The next two days, the mansion was very quiet the next day. News spread quickly about the deaths of Aero and Enlil, and as if smacked by the hand of reality, everyone realized that no one was invincible, that they could easily die in this war.
Outside though, that was a very different story. The first day, Scott went to the House of the Brotherhood, and found that he was not alone. Jean arrived shortly after him, but didn't wait to knock as Scott did. She ripped the door, which already was almost off the hinges.
"GET OUT HERE AVALANCHE." Scott shouted, his hands making a fist at his side. He was having difficult trouble controlling the urges to lay waste to the house with his optical beam.
Mystique and Quicksilver appeared in the hallway, and before they could do anything, Jean yanked them mentally from the hallway and shoved them to the doorway.
"Where….is….Avalanche?" Scott said, practically spitting the words out through gritted teeth, for he was having difficulty speaking due to the amount of rage he had.
"He is in his room. Aww, did one of your little X-freaks get hurt?" Mystique mocked Scott, which drove him past his limit. He shot and hit Mystique square in her stomach.
"Yeah, hurt is an understatement. They're dead, you hear me. DEAD. Avalanche killed two of them. Now WHERE IS HE?" Mystique could almost feel the waves of hate radiating off of Scott. Jean wasn't better off. She was tearing apart the house while Scott talked to Mystique.
"Stop this, this is helping no one." Professor pleaded with them. "I want you two to help me with contacting the local authorities to claim the bodies." You could feel the sorrow when he said the word bodies. "Let's let the parents of those two know that……… they are gone" The professor sent a few calming thoughts into their heads, and almost like Scott and Jean were in a trance, they left without a word leaving a stunned Mystique and Quicksilver in their wake.
A confused Mystique looked around, and found Toad in the trash, eating his breakfast. "It's all your fault." She decided, and then shoved him into a trash can and smashed the lid shut.
After an hour, Scott and Jean were sitting in the living room, watching the news, and they were waiting for the Professor to get ready so they could get Lauren and me from the morgue. The news was reporting on the rockslide.
"For some reason that still is baffling scientists, due to a minor earthquake in the Smoky Mountains, there was a rockslide along on of the mountains. Rescue teams went in when they arrived, since there were no tremors, which is so highly unusual." The report was saying, and moved her finger along the line of red in a map of the smokies. "Little hope was in the eyes of the rescue teams at first, since hundreds of boulders came crashing down, demolishing anything in their path." The TV switched an aerial view of the mountain side. Jean and Scott could see then cliff once standing tall and strong now lumped and defeated with rubble strewn for 50 yards. Trees lay broken in amongst the boulders some at least 10 feet thick. You could see the path of catastrophe reaching out through the forest to the clearing where the battle took place. Nothing could have survived that type of devastation.
Jean almost broke into tears at this point, and Scott put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her. "It was a great surprised however, when we discovered the bodies of two youngsters, still unidentified, and barely alive, in the rumble." Suddenly, Jean and Scott jumped right up, and were looking at the pictures of Lauren and me on TV. "They are both still unconscious; however, both are out of the danger zone. These two must have some guardian angel watching over them."
Jeans eyes widen with hope and hugged Scott. "PROFFESOR!" Jean shouted, right in Scott's ears, but he was so relived that he didn't mind.
"I know Jean; I just saw it as well." Professor said as he entered the room letting out one of his rare smiles "Well, it looks like we are going to go there anyway, to pick them up."
End
Out I know it was short but dude, you do not realized how long I stressed this. I hit writers block and block and block… well you get the picture. REVIEW GOD DAMN IT. I WORK FOR YOU. At least you could do is acknowledge it. please review; I like reviews, even flames. IT shows that you care. Well, what are you waiting for? And also, my scanner is dying, do I can't scan my character scans just yet. Don't SHOOT ME. I'M HAVEN'T HAD ENOUGH FLUFF IN MY LIFE TO DIE. REVIEW.