Alrighty, even though I can't tell if anyone is reading this(Hint Hint, that means please review) I am still going to continue writing this. There is one naughty word in this part, and some minor references to rape.
When we last left our teachers, they were bound to what seemed to be doctor's exam tables. Their captor, who looks remakable like Jean Grey, had left them to the care of CeCe, who will be appearing in this chapter. Their students, noticing their teachers' absence have contacted the X-men for back-up.
On with the story:
Shortly after "Jean" exited, a tall good looking african-american woman walked in. She walked over to a corner of the room and grabbed a cart that neither Sean or Emma had noticed. She moved like one under a spell, or like someone being controlled telepathically. Sean and Emma could not see her legs or they would have seen the bracelet identical to the one on Sean's leg. The woman made her way to Emma and Sean, and picked up a needle. Moving over to Emma, she grabbed a packet of rubbing alcohol pads and opened it.
"What the HELL do you think you are doing? Who are you? Get that thing away from me!" Emma shouted. The woman looked at Emma and said,
"I'm sorry, I don't have a choice, she is making me do this. I was kidnapped, like you, and I cannot access my powers. I am Doctor Cecelia Reyes. I have to take a sample of your blood."
"What do ye need her blood for? That cannae be Jean Grey, has the woman gone daft?" Sean struggled to keep his temper under control. He was feeling so many emotions, it was hard to figure out which one was on top. Worry over what had been done to him and Emma, anger at being kidnapped, fear for the children, among other things. His years as a police officer and as an Interpol agent had honed his senses and gave him ideas as to the evil people are capable of. He tried to forget those things, and concentrate on an escape. He glanced over at Emma, who was doing her best to avoid the needle coming at her arm. For being, for all purposes, bound to a table, she was doing a remarkable job. However, Dr Reyes also had exerience with unruly and uncooperative patients, and got the job done. Sample collected, she put the tube on the cart, and moved the stirrups to a more comfortable position. She sighed, and spoke again on her way out, pushing the cart as she went,
"I'm sorry." The door swung closed behind her and Sean and Emma were alone again. Emma looked at Sean, confused and worried.
"Why does She need only my blood?" Sean looked at her and wondered if he should share some of his suspicions.
"Well Em, I dannae know for sure, but this could be an experiment. Possibly something to do" What he was about to say was interrupted by the door swinging open. Their captor walked in followed by at least 50 armed men wearing an odd uniform.
"Now we can get you two more settled. Your room is ready for you, it would have been sooner, but good help is hard to find these days." She smiled and something in her smile deeply unsettled both Sean and Emma. For Sean, he had seen a few people in his career smile that way, and they had one thing in common. Absolute, utter insanity. Emma was reminded of the smiles of the cruel orderlies, the ones she still saw in her nightmares.
"Jean have ye lost yuir mind?" Sean asked, not knowing he was on the wrong track. The smile dropped from her face and she shouted
"I AM NOT JEAN! I AM MADELYNE, THE ONE HE SWORE HE WOULD BE FAITHFUL TO FOR ALL TIME" She took a few deep breaths and continued, "But soon, I will be, and better than that, I will give him what that Bitch never has." Emma's blood ran cold as she deduced what Madelyne was talking about.
"A child, are you stupid? What makes you think that either of us will help you?" Madelyne looked at her and answered,
"I am not asking for your help, you have no choice. I cannot do this on my own, the techno virus that nearly killed my son, destroyed my reproductive system. I will get what I want."
"What about dna, they will run tests on this child? And how do you know that I can even carry a child?" Emma was nearly hysterical with fear, and trying to cover it by asking questions.
"Dna? They will not run a test on my child, not when I take Jean's place. I know you have had a child before now. Remember when there was that lovely psionic backlash? I found out somethings about you, Emma, enough to make you and Sean the perfect candidates for my plan. Now, no more talking, unless you'd rather sleep on these tables." She smirked at Emma and Sean, who wisely kept quiet. She motioned to the guards, who promptly moved to release the teachers from the tables. Sean and Emma both rose slowly, stretching stiff muscles.
They were led down a narrow hallway with no windows, lit by few lights. They found themselves stopped at a door with about three or four locks on it. One of the guards unlocked the door, and opened it. He stepped to the side, and Sean and Emma were pushed in. The room looked dingy, and cramped. There was a sink and toilet on one side, and a single cot with a pillow and blanket on the other. Sean looked at Emma, who looked as though she was about to faint. Her knees buckled and Sean moved quickly to hold her up. Emma started to shake, and Sean gently scooped her up in his strong arms, carrying her over to the bed. He sat down and held her while she shook.
"Deep breaths, Emma, come on now. Breathe. . . Breathe. Tha's it, we'll be alright. What's with this room thas got ye so terrified? I've never seen ye so frightened." Emma concentrated on breathing for a few minutes and moved off of Sean's lap to sit next to him on the cot. She took a deep breath
"Sean, when my powers first manifested, my parents thought I was crazy. They sent me to this "clinic" and it still gives me nightmares. The orderlies there were abusive in EVERY way. I finally escaped using my powers, and I found myself homeless, alone and pregnant."
"Well, that explains how she knew you could carry a baby, but what happened to your child? Wait a second!" Sean mused, the proverbial lightbulb going on, "Cordelia, is she your daugher?" Emma sighed, she knew what Sean would think of her after she admitted the truth, but she took another deep breath and answered,
"Yes, she is, but she and my parents don't know it. I couldn't care for myself, much less a baby. I left her with my parents and altered their memories so that they believed that she is their daughter." Emma finally found the courage to look into Sean's emerald eyes, waiting to see the condemnation she expected. What she found surprised her, no condemnation or pity, but compassion and understanding. She tried to resist the emotions flooding her mind as she realized her fellow teacher was not judging her. She pushed back the ears that wanted to fill her eyes at the painful memories.
Sean didn't say anything, he just gently reached out and pulled her into a hug. Completely out of character for Emma, she relaxed and actually cried. For once, she let her guard down and surrerndered to her feelings. Sean just rubbed her back and held her, letting her release all the pent up emotions. After twenty minutes or so, she stopped crying and Sean wiped the tears from her face. He put an arm around her shoulder and said,
"What a day this has been, eh? I wonder how the students are?"
And now we shift the focus to Gen X at the Mansion
Generation X, minus Penance, who had wondered off, Artie and Leech, who were getting a tour from Iceman, were gathered around Professor Xavier. They were heading to Cerebro, to try to track down their missing teachers. Monet was explaining to Xavier about her luck, or lack there of, trying to contact Emma and Sean.
"It was odd. I couldn't get a feel on them, it was like I was being blocked by something or someone." M was not happy about her lack of success, and it showed on her face.
"Monet, I'm sure you did all you could. It is possible for a person to block telepathy, but it takes alot of power. Or an enhanced helmet, can someone give me an example?" Jubliee burst out,
"Like Magneto's helmet?"
"Correct Jubilee, I trust you remember some of the confrontations with Erik in the past?" Charles smiled with pleasure. Jubliee had not been ecstatic about joining Gen X, but she had definately grown some. Before he could continue he was aware of a familiar presence, and a gravely voice said,
"Half-pint, you miss me already?"
"Logan!" A yellow blur passed everyone in the group to find Jubilee doing what not many people would dare, jumping into the arms of none other than Wolverine. Wolverine chuckled, which most sane persons would run from,
"I'll take that as a yes, then." Her missing teachers forgotten, Jublilee started to tell Wolverine Everything that had happened since she had last seen him. It had only been a few weeks, but from Jubilee, it would take a while. Charles smiled, and herded the rest of her classmates to Cerebra. Cautioning them to be silent while he worked, he put on the helmet and began to work. After about half an hour, he took off the helmet and faced the anxious students.
"That was odd. While I was not able to make contact or find their location, I was able to get that they are unharmed. Monet, I believe someone is using a device to block our transmissions. This is distressing. Just a few weeks ago, I received a report that one of my former students, Dr. Cecelia Reyes, was reported missing. I ran into the same problem, so whoever has Emma and Sean, has Cecilia as well. Most disturbing. I will try to get Jean to help us when she and the others return from their mission. For now, enjoy yourselves, make yourselves at home here."
The students walked off to find Artie and Leech. They found them in the backyard, and gave them the update. Artie grimaced, and Leech looked close to tears. A picture of Emma reading to the boys and tucking them into bed, popped up over Artie's head. Paige knelt down to their level and said reassuringly,
"We'll find them, and until we do, I'll read to you two and tuck you in, ok?" Artie and Leech nodded solemnly appeased at the situation. Paige was reminded of her brothers and sisters back home. She resolved to write to them soon, and possibly arrange a visit when this mess was over. She smiled thinking of how nice it would be for the boys to have other kids to play with for a while. She was abruptly brought out of her thoughts by Storm coming to the back door and announcing
"Dinner is ready, come in and eat!" The students headed into the mansion, hoping for better luck the next day.
And this is where I am going to leave it. Please review. Questions, Comments, complaints?