Divine Source
Mutants: Kurt: Nightcrawler Marie: Rogue Remy: Gambit
Ororo: Storm Bobby: Iceman Jean
John: Pyro Scott: Cyclops Mystique
Logan: Wolverine Eric: Magneto Taylor: Ice
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Enjoy.
Chapter 3
Taylor had been watching Rogue as she gained Scotts' attention. As soon as Scott looked her way, she doubled over from the pain he was feeling. So much grief.
"Taylor? What's wrong?" she heard Rogue scream. She couldn't answer. Scotts' pain was taking over.
"How could she?" she heard herself saying. 'No!' she thought. 'I'm projecting his pain!'
"How could who?" Scott asked. He saw a student passing by the room and ordered them to get Professor Xavier while they kept the girl conscious.
"How...could she...leave me?" Taylor shouted. She pointed to herself to emphasize her point. "How dare she leave me? I loved her so much! It hurts so much!" Taylor began to cry, but she continued her rant.
"Who left?" Scott asked. He'd spent the night before locked up in his room remembering Jean. This girl was saying what he felt and he had no idea how or why.
Rogue began to get worried. Scott obviously had no idea about Taylors' powers. Rogue knew that Taylor was feeling Scott's pain. She'd known the moment she began shouting 'how dare she'. She'd forgotten for a moment that Taylor had no control over her empath power.
"Jean!" Taylor shouted at him. "She left me!" She pointed at herself again. "She left me here all alone. No one knows how I feel!" She collapsed on the floor and began sobbing even harder. When Scott tried to help her up Taylor reacted.
"No!" she shouted. She pushed herself into a corner in the room and tried to scrunch herself into a ball. "Don't touch me! It's your fault I'm feeling this way!"
Rogue looked over to the door where Professor Xavier, Storm, Nightcrawler, Bobby, and Wolverine had finally showed up. Professor Xavier rolled over to Taylor with Logan not far behind him.
"If you would deal with it, instead of ignoring it, I wouldn't hurt so much right now!" Taylor continued oblivious to the new entrees in the room. She stopped yelling and her eyes began to roll into the back of head. Before anyone could come any closer she opened her eyes again suddenly and stood. She advanced on Scott.
"You think you're the only one hurting? You aren't, I'm hurting too! I loved Jean just as much as you did! I offered her everything. Everything! And she chose you!" Taylor used her index finger to drive the point home on Scott's chest. "She loved you! All you're doing is moping! You know that she saved us with her life! I hate you for that! I hate the fact that she loved you enough to die for you!"
"Logan," Rogue whispered fearfully. She turned her head to look at the confused X-man. "She's channeling you." Rogue wanted to do something, anything that would help her new friend, but she knew there was nothing she could do. Logan looked up startled and stared at the young girl who seemed to be about ready to kill Scott.
"I hate you!" she screamed. She raised her right fist and punched Scott square in the jaw. "If you hadn't noticed, there are other people in this school that loved and respected Jean! Stop acting like you're the only one!" She raised her fist to punch Scott again but the blow never landed. She passed out.
"That was way intense," Bobby whispered to Rogue as Nightcrawler picked up the young girl and carried her out of the classroom leaving the others to explain about her powers.
"That was our new recruit, right?" Logan asked. He pointed at the door where Nightcrawler had exited with her. Professor Xavier rubbed his temples and nodded in agreement. "What's her damage?"
"She's an empath," Rogue answered. Storm walked over to Scott to check out his jaw.
"A what?"
"An empath," Storm answered still checking out Scott. She lifted her fingers gently to the bruise forming on his jaw. He winced. "She channels other peoples emotions. She can control it for the most part, but when she's surrounded by strong emotions she can't control it. It looks to me like she channeled Logan pretty well. This is going to be sore for a while." Logan smirked.
"I'm beginning to like this kid already. She can throw a good punch and she hates Cyclops. What's her name?"
"Taylor," Bobby offered. "Empathy isn't her only power. She freezes time, levitates, teleports, has telekinesis, blows things up, astral projects, and she has premonitions."
"Whoa. What kind of a mutant is she?"
"Long story," Professor Xavier admitted. "You and Scott follow me and we'll discuss this more in my office. Rogue and Storm, I'd like you to go to the hospital wing and check on Taylor. Let her know that she's in no trouble. She had no control. That's what she's here to learn."
Taylor lay on a bed in the medical wing. She was still unconscious and Nightcrawler was beginning to worry. Just as he was about to go get help, Taylor stirred.
"Ow," Taylor groaned. She turned over to see Nightcrawler sitting in a chair beside her bed. "My head feels like I just ran it through a spin- cycle." Nightcrawler smiled. "While falling off of Mt. Everest."
"That's because you've shifted into at least three different personalities in the past hour."
"I'm sorry about that. What did I do?" Taylor asked. She dropped her eyes to the floor as she waited for an answer.
"Something that needed to be done," Nightcrawler admitted. "You helped two headstrong men, who are feeling the same pain, share their feelings with one another without actually speaking to each other. Seeing as how they hate each other, it wouldn't have happened without your help. Hopefully, it put things in prospective for them." Taylor smiled dully. "I think you deserve an ice cream for that. Wait right here." Nightcrawler disappeared, leaving, in his wake, blue smoke.
"Ahem." Taylor looked towards the door to see both Ororo and Rogue entering the infirmary. They walked over to Taylor's bed as the young teen bit her lip nervously and fidgeted.
"I-I'm sorry," Taylor said before anyone could say anything. She opened her mouth to continue when Kurt appeared at her side with a bowl of chocolate ice cream.
"Here you go." He handed the ice cream to Taylor, who placed it on the night stand beside her, and jumped when he noticed they were no longer alone. "Oh. Hi."
"Hi." Rogue smiled. She looked back to Taylor who was, at the moment, looking very frightened.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do whatever I did. If you want me to leave now I understand."
"Don't be ridiculous," Storm said. "We just came to tell you that no one's angry at you. In fact I commend you. Someone needed to do what you did." Storm stopped talking as something Taylor said sunk in. "What do mean 'whatever you did?' You don't remember?"
Taylor shook her head. "No. When I'm taken over by someone else's personality and feelings, I kind of black out. I mean my body still works and everything, but it's like I have a split personality."
"Well," Rogue said. "Don't worry. You tagged Scott pretty good, but he'll be fine. The professor wants to see you later today when you're feeling better. Classes have been canceled due to the teachers needing a day to straighten everything out. We'll leave you to rest now. I'll come to check on you later." Taylor nodded slowly and watched as the three mutants left the room. She reached out to the night stand and grabbed her ice cream bowl. She took her spoon and started to take a bite of her ice cream when a vision took over her sight. She calmed herself and tried to take in as many details as possible.
She saw Nightcrawler performing some of the amazing agility tricks he'd told her about, but he wasn't doing them for show. He was fighting something, someone. She just couldn't make out who it was. She saw a forest and lots of water. There was ice and it was very cold. Nightcrawler wasn't alone, she realized as a vision of the X-jet appeared. He was with others, but what were they looking for? She didn't know, but she stopped thinking about it once she saw a dagger hit Nightcrawler in the chest.
Mutants: Kurt: Nightcrawler Marie: Rogue Remy: Gambit
Ororo: Storm Bobby: Iceman Jean
John: Pyro Scott: Cyclops Mystique
Logan: Wolverine Eric: Magneto Taylor: Ice
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot. Enjoy.
Chapter 3
Taylor had been watching Rogue as she gained Scotts' attention. As soon as Scott looked her way, she doubled over from the pain he was feeling. So much grief.
"Taylor? What's wrong?" she heard Rogue scream. She couldn't answer. Scotts' pain was taking over.
"How could she?" she heard herself saying. 'No!' she thought. 'I'm projecting his pain!'
"How could who?" Scott asked. He saw a student passing by the room and ordered them to get Professor Xavier while they kept the girl conscious.
"How...could she...leave me?" Taylor shouted. She pointed to herself to emphasize her point. "How dare she leave me? I loved her so much! It hurts so much!" Taylor began to cry, but she continued her rant.
"Who left?" Scott asked. He'd spent the night before locked up in his room remembering Jean. This girl was saying what he felt and he had no idea how or why.
Rogue began to get worried. Scott obviously had no idea about Taylors' powers. Rogue knew that Taylor was feeling Scott's pain. She'd known the moment she began shouting 'how dare she'. She'd forgotten for a moment that Taylor had no control over her empath power.
"Jean!" Taylor shouted at him. "She left me!" She pointed at herself again. "She left me here all alone. No one knows how I feel!" She collapsed on the floor and began sobbing even harder. When Scott tried to help her up Taylor reacted.
"No!" she shouted. She pushed herself into a corner in the room and tried to scrunch herself into a ball. "Don't touch me! It's your fault I'm feeling this way!"
Rogue looked over to the door where Professor Xavier, Storm, Nightcrawler, Bobby, and Wolverine had finally showed up. Professor Xavier rolled over to Taylor with Logan not far behind him.
"If you would deal with it, instead of ignoring it, I wouldn't hurt so much right now!" Taylor continued oblivious to the new entrees in the room. She stopped yelling and her eyes began to roll into the back of head. Before anyone could come any closer she opened her eyes again suddenly and stood. She advanced on Scott.
"You think you're the only one hurting? You aren't, I'm hurting too! I loved Jean just as much as you did! I offered her everything. Everything! And she chose you!" Taylor used her index finger to drive the point home on Scott's chest. "She loved you! All you're doing is moping! You know that she saved us with her life! I hate you for that! I hate the fact that she loved you enough to die for you!"
"Logan," Rogue whispered fearfully. She turned her head to look at the confused X-man. "She's channeling you." Rogue wanted to do something, anything that would help her new friend, but she knew there was nothing she could do. Logan looked up startled and stared at the young girl who seemed to be about ready to kill Scott.
"I hate you!" she screamed. She raised her right fist and punched Scott square in the jaw. "If you hadn't noticed, there are other people in this school that loved and respected Jean! Stop acting like you're the only one!" She raised her fist to punch Scott again but the blow never landed. She passed out.
"That was way intense," Bobby whispered to Rogue as Nightcrawler picked up the young girl and carried her out of the classroom leaving the others to explain about her powers.
"That was our new recruit, right?" Logan asked. He pointed at the door where Nightcrawler had exited with her. Professor Xavier rubbed his temples and nodded in agreement. "What's her damage?"
"She's an empath," Rogue answered. Storm walked over to Scott to check out his jaw.
"A what?"
"An empath," Storm answered still checking out Scott. She lifted her fingers gently to the bruise forming on his jaw. He winced. "She channels other peoples emotions. She can control it for the most part, but when she's surrounded by strong emotions she can't control it. It looks to me like she channeled Logan pretty well. This is going to be sore for a while." Logan smirked.
"I'm beginning to like this kid already. She can throw a good punch and she hates Cyclops. What's her name?"
"Taylor," Bobby offered. "Empathy isn't her only power. She freezes time, levitates, teleports, has telekinesis, blows things up, astral projects, and she has premonitions."
"Whoa. What kind of a mutant is she?"
"Long story," Professor Xavier admitted. "You and Scott follow me and we'll discuss this more in my office. Rogue and Storm, I'd like you to go to the hospital wing and check on Taylor. Let her know that she's in no trouble. She had no control. That's what she's here to learn."
Taylor lay on a bed in the medical wing. She was still unconscious and Nightcrawler was beginning to worry. Just as he was about to go get help, Taylor stirred.
"Ow," Taylor groaned. She turned over to see Nightcrawler sitting in a chair beside her bed. "My head feels like I just ran it through a spin- cycle." Nightcrawler smiled. "While falling off of Mt. Everest."
"That's because you've shifted into at least three different personalities in the past hour."
"I'm sorry about that. What did I do?" Taylor asked. She dropped her eyes to the floor as she waited for an answer.
"Something that needed to be done," Nightcrawler admitted. "You helped two headstrong men, who are feeling the same pain, share their feelings with one another without actually speaking to each other. Seeing as how they hate each other, it wouldn't have happened without your help. Hopefully, it put things in prospective for them." Taylor smiled dully. "I think you deserve an ice cream for that. Wait right here." Nightcrawler disappeared, leaving, in his wake, blue smoke.
"Ahem." Taylor looked towards the door to see both Ororo and Rogue entering the infirmary. They walked over to Taylor's bed as the young teen bit her lip nervously and fidgeted.
"I-I'm sorry," Taylor said before anyone could say anything. She opened her mouth to continue when Kurt appeared at her side with a bowl of chocolate ice cream.
"Here you go." He handed the ice cream to Taylor, who placed it on the night stand beside her, and jumped when he noticed they were no longer alone. "Oh. Hi."
"Hi." Rogue smiled. She looked back to Taylor who was, at the moment, looking very frightened.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do whatever I did. If you want me to leave now I understand."
"Don't be ridiculous," Storm said. "We just came to tell you that no one's angry at you. In fact I commend you. Someone needed to do what you did." Storm stopped talking as something Taylor said sunk in. "What do mean 'whatever you did?' You don't remember?"
Taylor shook her head. "No. When I'm taken over by someone else's personality and feelings, I kind of black out. I mean my body still works and everything, but it's like I have a split personality."
"Well," Rogue said. "Don't worry. You tagged Scott pretty good, but he'll be fine. The professor wants to see you later today when you're feeling better. Classes have been canceled due to the teachers needing a day to straighten everything out. We'll leave you to rest now. I'll come to check on you later." Taylor nodded slowly and watched as the three mutants left the room. She reached out to the night stand and grabbed her ice cream bowl. She took her spoon and started to take a bite of her ice cream when a vision took over her sight. She calmed herself and tried to take in as many details as possible.
She saw Nightcrawler performing some of the amazing agility tricks he'd told her about, but he wasn't doing them for show. He was fighting something, someone. She just couldn't make out who it was. She saw a forest and lots of water. There was ice and it was very cold. Nightcrawler wasn't alone, she realized as a vision of the X-jet appeared. He was with others, but what were they looking for? She didn't know, but she stopped thinking about it once she saw a dagger hit Nightcrawler in the chest.