Group Fic
Chapter 12 by Virtued Legacy
A gust of wind knocked Remy to the side and a voice shouted, "Move!" Remy, now on his back, looked up to see Storm quickly flying down with lightning tickling her fingertips, aiming for the fallen… Storm? Crap! Remy thought to himself with a huge lump in his throat, Mystique's taken on Storm's form. Which one is my Storm?
The fallen Storm's body began changing form, shortening in length and becoming lighter in skin tone. Mystique took on the form of Kitty and phased through the ground just before a bolt of lightning created a deep crevice of smoke and singed plant-life. "Everyone needs to move!" Storm yelled as the dark clouds above began to swirl and descend.
"Storm! What are you doing? Are you crazy? You're too close to the mansion!" Cyclops yelled.
Jubilee's eyes glazed over and Cyclops was taken out of commission by a strong whack to the spine.
Mystique popped out of the ground in front of Jubilee and Kitty, both of them standing behind her and looking up at Storm who was now hovering in the air, watching as a fleet of X-Men came running out of the mansion, all with glazed eyes and dark facial expressions. "Remy!"
Gambit flipped off of his back and picked up Cyclops' fallen body, watching as the X-Men formed an opposing army with Mystique as their leader. His red-on-black eyes looked at each person, his heart pacing faster and faster as he imagined how this would play out: with a quantity of dead X-Men, he and Ororo amongst their numbers.
Who was going to make the first move?
"Emma! We know you are behind this. You will not win!" Ororo shouted into the air.
A chuckle came from Bishop's mouth in response, "You just don't learn. I don't care if everyone out here dies. I'll still get what I want."
Nightcrawler disappeared with a bamf and appeared behind Remy, kicking him in the back. The onslaught began. Remy dropped Scott's body and quickly pulled three cards from his pocket, igniting them with moving energy and tossing them at Nightcrawler. The blue mutant quickly teleported to another location, but Remy was caught off guard by a blast of pyrokinetics by Jubilee and a sudden earthquake caused by Magma. Luckily Emma wasn't as sequenced as she should have been. He remained undamaged as the earthquake moved him out of the path of Jubilee's blast.
He quickly ignited and threw cards in the direction of the two girls and the battle ensued.
Meanwhile, Bishop's guns were shooting at Storm as she did acrobatic moves in the air, dodging them, outrunning Mystique, who was in Rogue's body once more, and trying to watch out for Remy all at the same time. Focusing her blue eyes on Bishop's location she quickly flew past his location, knowing Mystique would follow. She had to be precise for this to work. As Mystique traced her path, a powerful bolt of lightning hit the flying shape shifter and knocked her out of the sky, dropping her directly on Bishop's body.
Iceman was next.
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Beast yawned and stood up from his computer. He placed his big, blue furry hands to his temples and rubbed them gently. He scratched the back of his neck, looked at his Microsoft Word document and pressed Ctrl+S. "It just doesn't sound completely right," he said to himself. "Maybe to many twists and turns. Or something else."
He sat back down and read over chapter 12. "This fight sequence is just too busy. I can't write everything simultaneously. It's just not working." He sighed, folded his hands and placed his chin on his knuckles.
"Hank," Jean poked her head into the library where Beast had been typing all day long. "Dinner is ready my dear."
"Thanks. I will join the rest of you in just a minute."
"You know, writing a story like that could get you in a lot of trouble," Jean smiled, walking into the library and standing next to him with her hand on her hips.
Beast grinned.
"And it's very unrealistic. I mean, me being surprised by Mystique? That just doesn't fly," Jean chuckled.
"You've been reading my --!"
"No, dear, I'm a telepath," Jean kissed his furry blue cheek. "Now let's go have dinner."
"C'est la vie. My life as an X-Man," Hank sighed and shut down the computer.
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Gambit laughed himself out of sleep. Ororo rolled over, placing her hand on his chest and looking into his eyes. The sun was just beginning to seep through their vertical blinds. "What's so funny?" she asked him, her eyes slowly closing.
"I just had this crazy dream," he said with a grin on his face, his voice deep with morning sleep. "Anna and I were going to get married and you were pregnant with Logan's child. But the dream was just a story Hank was writing."
"Oh Remy," she sighed and rolled her body on its other side, now facing away from Remy. "Go back to sleep."
He wrapped his left arm around her and placed his thumb over the base of his ring finger. He felt his wedding ring. "I love you Stormy," he whispered, kissing the back of her head. She rubbed her body against his, feeling his warmth and melting into one body under the sheets. She loved him too.
THE END!
