X-Men 3: A Crystal Revealed
A/N: Another chapter again! Hehe hope you like it! Thank you for the reviews! Read and review! ;) Oh and you'll be able to know a little bit of the strange figure that was in Alkali Lake!
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!
It's Only a Nightmare, Nothing More
Crystal's eyes snapped open in horror as she heard herself screaming. Her lungs hurt and her head hurt so much she actually felt sick. Her body was covered with sweat and she felt the blood draining from her face as her fingers felt numb. The sheets on her (Crystal didn't remember being in bed again) was creased and it looked like it thrashed with her in Crystal's sleep.
Crystal… she heard someone whisper and she jumped, goose bumps forming. She quickly got out of bed and stopped screaming. Her eyes looked frighteningly at whoever was coming.
It was only Professor Charles in his wheeling chair. He wore a very concerned look on his face.
"Crystal, are you alright?"
Crystal's eyes stared at Charles for a while before Logan's snappy attitude somehow took over her. "Do I look like I'm ok, professor? Hmm?"
She could still feel Logan's thoughts and jumbled memories in her head, making her body shiver in horror all over. A thousand unanswered questions were starting to take shape in her head but she didn't care now.
"P-Professor, I don't know what got over me. I'm sorry I snapped at you."
Crystal looked apologetically at Charles and he nodded understandingly.
"I understand. Do you want me to ease those memories of Logan's?" Charles spoke and Crystal immediately nodded quickly, rushing towards the Professor.
"Then close your eyes and think of something else, something wonderful. It will take a few minutes," he spoke as he put his hands on Crystal's palm and concentrated. Crystal closed her eyes and thought of the wonderful times she had with Aunt Jean, how they had talked about boys and played with board games when she was little. Crystal! She heard her Aunt's voice echo in her head, comforting her.
A few minutes after, the memories and thoughts of Logan's started to evaporate from Crystal's mind. She could still remember the thoughts and pain but she could now easily take control and shut them out.
"Thanks, Professor," Crystal said gratefully, opening her eyes. Charles nodded and let go of her hand.
"Your welcome."
"Am I interrupting somethin' here?" said a gruff, familiar voice.
Crystal looked up to see Logan watching curiously at her. She gave out a horrified gasp as she closed her eyes and backed away. Charles turned around towards Logan.
"Logan, I think this is not a best time."
"Not a best time? You get to talk with her and I can't? That's a bit unfair to me, wheels," Logan spoke. He ignored Charles and started to come towards Crystal.
Crystal opened her eyes and still Logan was here. "Go away!" she screamed and stumbled, crashing on something. Her back hurt but she still backed away until she struck a wall.
Confused, Logan stood there, wondering what was going on.
"Logan…" Charles said.
"What are you afraid of?" Logan asked as he looked at Crystal's horrified expression. He was confused, very confused at Crystal's reaction. He came near Crystal to comfort her, only to get pushed roughly away.
"Stay away… Wolverine!" Crystal shouted, fear in her brilliant blue eyes. Logan stared at Crystal in wonder. Did she just call me Wolverine?
"Logan, please leave," Charles spoke firmly and Logan nodded and left quickly, glancing back over his shoulder at Crystal, whose eyes were filled with frightened tears.
Charles came to Crystal's side as Crystal shivered and slumped to her knees, tears streaming down her cheeks. What are you afraid of? Logan's confused, puzzled question rang in her head. You, Logan… Crystal thought and shivered once more before going unconscious again, this time in Charles's hands.
"Crystal?" Scott whispered. He touched her pale and cold face. Crystal groaned softly and opened her eyes. Her eyes searched out Logan but she saw a man in front of him. She stopped shivering all over and looked up at the man. She looks like Jean… Scott thought sadly.
Scott slowly touched Crystal's freezing hands. Crystal felt warmth from the man's hand.
"W-Who are you?" she stuttered. She gazed intently at Scott.
"I think we haven't really been properly introduced. My name is Scott Summers. I'm one of the X-Men and I… knew Jean very much," he answered. He looked worriedly and almost lovingly at Crystal's direction.
"You k-knew my Aunt?" Crystal spoke. Scott nodded.
"Are you alright?"
Crystal nodded. "I will be. As long as I don't see… Logan for a while."
"What happened, Crystal?" Scott asked. Crystal's lips pursed.
"I-I… accidentally went too far. I was doing it because of a small dare, to prove myself that I did have the powers… similar to my Aunt. But Logan's thoughts were just… strong. Some full or hate, others full of despair. I don't think I'd like to endure that experience again. Not ever…" Scott gazed at Crystal, frowning. Then he smiled.
"At least you are alright," Scott said and touched Crystal's cheeks. Crystal smiled weakly.
"Crystal!" she heard a familiar voice as Rogue entered the room. She jumped at Crystal and asked if she was alright. Crystal nodded and smiled. Already she had a friend who actually cared for her.
"Thanks, Rogue," Crystal said and hugged Rogue, who hugged her tightly. Scott smiled and walked away from the room. Crystal looked up at Crystal and mouthed a 'Thank you!"
Then Bobby entered and asked her if she was alright as well. "I'll be fine, I think." After that, Pyro came in.
"You alright?" Crystal glared at Pyro.
"I don't want to talk to you."
Pyro frown deepened. "I'm sorry alright? I didn't know you'll actually lose control and have a fit over it!"
Crystal glared again at Pyro. "Whatever…" Then she added. "If you ever dare me to do anything for you, the answer would be an immediate no."
"Are you sure of this, Scythe?" a deep man's voice asked. The other man, cloaked in black and covered with small specks of melting snow, nodded. The owner of the deep voice looked at the cloaked man in black, who was called Scythe, then looked around at the other members. "It means Stryker is gone."
"The mutants destroyed him and his work. It also means that the mutants fear it! We must continue it!" a woman shouted, her eyes glowing excitedly.
"When we do not have Mr. Stryker to finish it with us? No, I say we stop his projects. Dismiss them and start a new one!" another man cried out. Other men and woman nodded.
"We first need to deal with these… mutants who destroyed one of our most successful facilities. What was the name of this group of mutants again?" Deep voice spoke with disgust. "The X-Men, sir."
"Alicia, search anything about them. We shall destroy the X-Men and we will succeed to exterminate all the vermin mutants of this world!"
A/N: Heheheeeeee! Hope you liked it! Will be waiting for reviewsss!
