X-Men 3: A Crystal Revealed
Author's Note:
Well, this was the first X-Men Series! I love Logan (drools;;;) so I might be getting him to become the center of the story. Sorry about that:P Anyways, since I thought it was kind of sad that Jean died, I thought I'd write something connected to her so the memory of Jean Grey will be passed on:) Anyways, I wish everyone likes it!
Disclaimer: I don't own X-Men so I don't own the characters as well! But I do own Crystal and any other characters I created!
Jean Grey's Niece
"Crystal, please, don't go…" a woman begged to her daughter, stroking her short brownhair, as if she were a living Barbie.
Crystal scowled and she brushed her mother's hand away from her hair. Her mother winced at the sight of her daughter's hand going through her hand just like a ghost.
"I want to find out what's so wrong with me! I'm not crazy you know! You can send me to some mental hospital and say I'm crazy but you know I'm not!" Crystal shouted angrily. I hate you! her mind screamed furiously.
Her mother thought she was crazy because she sneaked out of her room all the time, coming back soaked all in sweat. She didn't know why she sneaked out of her room when she had no need to. She sleepwalked most of the time when she went to sleep in the night. Something was wrong with her but she knew in her heart she was not crazy.
Her mother was in verge of tears. "Mybaby, don't leave me! You know what you're father's going to say!"
Crystal rolled her eyes. My 'father', eh? She thought sarcastically.
Her father thought she was crazy as well. Her father was not her real father. He was the current Mr. Jones the fifth. Her step-father hatedCrystal and she hated him as well. Her stepfather always hit on her and never told her why. Her mother only liked her step-father because he was rich and powerful, and knew would help her family with his money.
"I don't care, alright, mom? He hates me! And you only like him because we're poor and his rich!" Crystal screamed into her mother's tearful face.
"No that is not true-" her mother began to protest but Crystal had enough already with her pleads.
"I'm GOING mom! BYE!" sheshouted and walked out of her room, slamming the door right in front of her mother's face."Crystal! No wait! CRYSTAL!"
Crystal ran down the stairs and snatched her coat and hat away from the hook on the wall.
"Where do you think you're going?" she heard her Step-father speak harshly. Crystal glared at her step-father, his harsh stern face glaring back. "I'm LEAVING."
And with that, she slapped her step-father's face with the most fierce anger she had welled up in her heart. Her step-father's looked at her in a mixture of shock and anger.
"How dare you- "hegrowled angrily. But Crystal had already opened the door and started walking away.
"Come back here, you little brat!" her step-father snarled angrily at Crystal but Crystal never looked back. She would never look back.
She had things to do, and she wasn't going to get interrupted by some man who told her he was her 'step-father'.
Logan looked out the window of the school. He couldn't sleep... again.
His dream was getting worse since the time when Jean died to save them all.
"Jean, why did you do it...?" he muttered sadly. He opened another bottle of Dr. Pepper and drank quickly. Then he put it on the table beside him.
"Awake again, Logan?" he heard someone familiar say as he looked around. There was Bobby, looking at him with concern.
"Yeah, how come you're awake?" Logan nodded and asked. Bobby shook his head.
"Nightmare," he replied and opened the fridge, taking out bottle of coke. "What's your nightmare? What's it about?"
Logan sighed. He knew Bobby would bring that up someday soon.
"I don't want to talk about it." Bobby frowned.
"Ok then."
Bobby looked out the window. He was about to say something but he stopped in mid sentence when he saw something unfamiliar. "Hey, who's that?"
"What?" Logan said and looked out the window to see a figure stagger and fall to the ground.
"Come on, let's go and check it out," Logan said and Bobby nodded. Logan and Bobbywalked out of the kitchen, towards the door to the school. Logan pushed the door open and ran towards the fallen figure.
"Who do you think it is?"
Logan ran and stopped; now walking cautiously, just in case this person was an enemy.
"It's a girl, and she's a mutant, I can smell it," Logan said and looked at the fallen girl, sprawled on the ground.
"Let's bring her in then," Bobby spoke and Logan nodded.
Logan scoopedup theunconscious girl with both his hands. He felt the girl slip for a second but got hold of her tightly. The girl groaned. "Alright," Bobby said without question and they both started back towards the school.
Crystal groaned loudly and opened her eyes. Her vision was momentarily blurred. Then it cleared.
She woke up, feeling her bones aching and looked around. She was lying on a brown couch. A television was in front of the couch and a little table as well. There was some shouting as she realized that she had actually succeeded in coming to the school.
"So you're awake?"
"Y-Yes..." she murmured to whoever was talking to her.
She looked at her backto see a muscular man with a strange looking hairstyle and a little trinket over his neck look back at her with curiousity.
"Who are you?"
The man's sharp question made Crystal shiver a bit. "Crystal Jones."
Logan raised an eyebrow. "Never heard of your name before. Well, Welcome to Mutant High."
"Thank you..." Crystal said and looked at the man.
Something about him reminded her of someone. Someone she knew.
"Anyways, name's Logan. Nice to meet you," he said and Crystal pulled herself up.
"Nice to meet you... Hey, do you know where Jean Grey is? She's my Aunt."
Somehow Crystal thought she knew this man. He sounded and looked kind of familiar. Had she met him before?
No, that's impossible! She thought confused with herself.
Then she remembered. The last time Aunt Jean had met with her, she was 11 years old. Now she was 13 years old, a grown teenager.
Aunt Jean had talked to her about the Mutant School and even a little secret about a group called the X-Men and the new crew that were in it. And one of the crew was this very man standing in front of her.
Crystal saw Logan's face it showed the most profound sadness she had ever seen in her life.
"I'm sorry. Jean passed away..."
Crystal stared at Logan,unable to believewhat this man had just spoke.
"W-What?" she choked out the words, her stomach turning.
Crystal couldn't believe the words Logan had spoke.
He must be joking, he has to be! Her mind shouted hysterically.
But she knew what he told her was true. She could see it in Logan's eyes. She could feel hot tears starting to form in her eyes.
Logan looked at Crystal sympathetically.
"I'm sorry..." Logan began coming forward and he was about to touch the poor girl's hand to comfort her. Instead, his hand went right through Crystal's hand. Logan looked at her in astonishment.
"What-?" Logan began, wide eyed with shock. Crystal looked at him and a tear rolled down her cheek.
"PPlease just g-give me a mminute to r-recover myself," she stutteredand walked away from Logan towards a corner so Logan can't see her.
"Oh, sure, of course," he said and regained himself, touching both his hands.
What had just happened there? His mind spoke in wonder. But his head was filled more about Jean then about what happened right now. He felt so sorry for the poor girl, who never knew her Aunt had died.
Crystal gushed out all the tears she was trying to fight back when she stood in front of Logan. Her love for Aunt Jean seemed to pour down like a river from inside of her. She wanted her Aunt to come back to her, hug her like she always used to when her mother was busy talking to another man.
Aunt Jean was the only person she had loved through all those years she spent with her mother and step-fathers. That was the only thing that kept her going.
Crystal wiped the tears on her face, drying her eyes as much as she can. Then she turned back toconfrontLogan when she foundher self face to face with aman on a wheel chair, smiling at her.
"You are Crystal Jones?" the man on the wheel chair spoke.
His gaze made her a bit uneasy but it seemed to reassure her a bit that she was safe here.
"Yes," Crystal replied and gulped, thinking again if she had done the right thing; by coming here.
"Please will you follow me?" the man on the wheel chair said. Crystal nodded with a nervous gulp.
Logan looked at Crystal and their eyes met.
Crystal's ocean-blue eyes stared back at Logan's greenish gray eyes. Then Crystal, smiling thinly at Logan, looked away and followed the man on the wheel chair.
Logan watched as Crystal and Professor Xavier walk away towards a curve in the hall.
"Logan, are you alright?" someone said as Logan turned to see Scott looking at him.
"That was Jean's niece."
"WHAT!" Scott shouted with shock.
I hope you enjoyed it! Please RR!
(I edited the story a bit so it'll look better!)
