A Past Forgotten

A month had passed and the snow had began to fall. All had come to the bar including Mystique. Off in the far corner they could see Wolverine and Nightcrawler watching the group intently. Mortimer paid no mind to it, the call he was waiting for was more important than two X-men watching them. As his clock hit six O'clock his cell rang and he walked outside. His conversation was quicker than normal.

"Well talk to you later than. We could go out for lunch tomorrow." came the familiar X-men leaders voice.

"Okay, bye." said Mortimer hanging up and turning to go back in.

There she was again, leaning casually against the wall next to the door. He hadn't even heard her approach. Her eyes starring at his arm made him realize that upon reaching for the door knob his arm was stretched over her. He thought of moving it, but just starred at her.

"How did you get here." he asked.

"I supposed I was born and came out a. . ." her smugness was cut off by him changing position to stand over her, "Someone looks miffed."

"Why are you trying to make me remember things I don't want to?" he asked angrily with a bit of a snarl.

"Because some things you need to to remember." she said pushing him back with more force than he'd anticipated.

"Then just tell me and stop bloody leaving little damn clues, your driving me mad!" he yelled in rage.

"If I tell you, do you think you would remember it all or just the parts I tell you. Sometimes people need to hear less to remember more and apparently me not saying anything at all about it is causing your memories. If you get fuckin' bloody bad parts, it's not my bloody fault you can only remember them!" she yelled, her accent slipping completely.

They glared at each other for a while and she walked off muttering something about not bothering him anymore. He didn't even remember moving, but found himself holding her wrists tightly. Her playful expression gone, her sad eyes where in rage, and her mouth flat and motionless. The light from behind him casting a shadow in the dark. She yanked hard, knocking him forward a little and before her new it she was gone. But how could that be if he was still holding her wrists and he could see her eyes. He looked around him, the back of the bar was not there. He was in total darkness and the only light where their eyes.

"What. . .?" he asked confused.

"I can go into shadows, this is my world. I call it Shadow World." she said with rage still in her eyes, "Will you kindly release my wrists, I am not a doll and my wrists are not made of rubber so the bones hurt."

He hesitated as he looked around and then let go. He couldn't be for sure but her eyes narrowed and she seemed to be smiling very darkly. He felt threatened and took a fast fighting posture. She simply turned away, leaving him light less without her eyes. He reached out and felt nothing. Was this women who had been his fascination so dark. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around to see a scene. It was England and they where at the orphanage except she had made the fences disappear. He could see both sides.

"You wanted to see what I was trying to tell you. . . So I will." she said, her voice back to normal.

It was when he returned to the orphanage a few years ago, he didn't remember this part but something felt so right and he was scared and he didn't know why and wasn't paying attention if he was showing it. There he was standing by the gate with the girl standing next to him now with her face hung down unlike the happy one in the scene. It was before the Brotherhood and everything else.

Mortimer watched the scene as the two talked in it. He could hear them talking presently with happiness. A time he didn't remember. Until something happened, soon the scene shifted to a part where they where fighting against the humans and it happened as a scream gasping with blood came. Mortimer's eyes widened and he yelled a name he hadn't remembered 'Pandora'. The scene was bloody as two of the four humans ran off and one lay on the ground as the other panicked. The slightly younger Mortimer looked at the girl in his arms as her lifeless body lay cold and bloody.

"Your. . ." said Mortimer, eyes wide with a different look to them.

"Dead." she said, still looking down.

He didn't know what to say. All his memories of her had come back and his reasons as well. He moved towards her, but she pulled away. He couldn't understand why she had. His memories had showed her always by him and not afraid to touch him. . . she was the only who ever really had touched him.

"Why did you erase me completely?" she asked, now serious.

"Because of that night." he said watching her.

"But even when you seen me again, you didn't remember if you had cared for me, you wouldn't have forgotten about us." She said with anger and tears.

He stood watching her, she was wearing the same clothes as in the scene. Before he could speak, she had wrapped her arms around him tightly. He held back his emotions best her could, but the thought of Pandora gone after all he had remembered was hard. This might be the last time he would ever hold her, hear her, or smell her again.

"You died, but your still hear. . . how can I touch you?" he asked crackly.

"I didn't die, I said I died long ago. But I never said how long; I died when you forgot. Two years ago, you did an attack on a building and I was there, watching. You didn't even notice me smiling at you and about to run up to you. I survived. My pulse had stopped, but you remember my powers where always jumpy and odd, turns out my body goes into a death like stated when seriously injured and stays that way until my body says its okay." she said with a smile.

"So your alive?" he asked in utter confusion; five minutes ago she was dead, ten minutes ago he had no clue who the hell she even was, "God Blob's going to be confused when I tell him this."

"So do you choose to remember me now?" she asked.

He didn't have a chance to answer her before she had started to come closer than she already was. He realized how close she was and moved down a bit as she moved up. As Pyro, Avalanche, Blob, Mystique, and company came out they came across the most distracting sight they'd ever seen. Mortimer and the girl from earlier was deep in a kiss and payed no attention to the group what's so ever.

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