Me: Hiya, how is everyone doing? Good I hope. I'm fine (and crazy) as usual. I'm going to attempt to finish this fic. . .GASP! I can't believe it myself, but, it's the right thing to do, no matter how stupid it is. . .BTW, hi again Beirii! (Hope this doesn't bother you, readers and Beirii.) Also, if you ever ask "What happened to the kids?" I just remembered, so let's just say that they were dropped off at their homes on the way to the mansion. 'Kay?

Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men. . .sadly.

Claimer: I do own Omorose and this bizarre and twisted storyline (I don't know why I'm bragging that I own this story, though. . .sigh)

Chapter Six: Chaleenstrome

"It wouldn't be wise for you to go, you are still recovering," Professor Xavier states.

"I still may be regaining my energy, but I still have it! And besides, we'll have 'Rose with us, right?" Ororo asked as she looks towards her mirror who nods her whitewashed head.

Charles sighs then replies, "I'm not keeping you from going, I'm just warning you. Now, you should all get a good night's sleep, if you want to. Otherwise, you might want to grab a blanket and pillow and sleep on the jet." All three nod, Marie standing there, a little saddened that her 'childhood friend' would soon be gone again.

Being determined and persistent, Ororo immediately went to her room and began to pack. Following suit, Scott heads to his room and begins to pack. Omorose just stands there, not needing of packing or unpacking, but she did go and start the jet. . .using her abilities.

Ororo screams through the mansion, "Logan! We're leaving, come on!"

"Oh, but I just got settled in! Whatever," he growls.

Ororo and Scott throw their lightweight bags onto the aircraft and motion to Omorose to begin to lift off. Scott walks up and hands a piece of paper to Omorose, "These are the coordinates, uh, is it okay if I call you 'Rose?" Omorose nods as she sets the ship for autopilot to the coordinates she had just typed in.

They arrive once more at the crumbly old building, which is even more unstable since the incident with the roof falling on the top three floors. (A/N: This has nothing to do with my story, but I'm just cracking up cuz my bro is belting out some song in the shower!) They creep up towards the door which hangs on broken rusted hinges. All of a sudden,Wolverine stops and sighs, "I really hope this time it's deliberate?"

Cyclops and Storm look around confused to her their answer from a missing Omorose, "Yes. I don't want to be seen, that place just gives me the creeps. But, with me 'invisible' and their inability to see me, I'm comfortable. . .so, let's go!" Wolverine shudders for he hates it when she does that.

Wolverine takes the lead as he creeps through the door, everything is dead silent, even for him. "I don't like this at all," he states.

"Who does?" Omorose asks jokingly, who got a quick glare from Wolverine.

He continued, "Let's skip the first floor, how about the third?" Storm shrugs her shoulders as in an "I don't care" and Cyclops nods in agreement, but still keeps his disliking of him. "What about you, who I wish would disappear forever?" Wolverine inquires.

"I am new at this, I didn't think my opinion mattered, but, I don't care," she answers from what sounds like up above them. . .near the third floor, probably. She could see their looks of confusion then answered the question bubbling in their evolved minds, "I use my energy shield to propel me up, I can sorta use just energy to do so, but, that doesn't last long. So what're we waiting for?" Wolverine shoots out his. . .uh, 'knives' and slams them into the building and begins to scale it up to the third floor and flings himself through a window. After a couple seconds of gunshots, then none, he sticks his head out the window and motions them to come in. Storm's eyes start to glow over an ivory color and lets the winds lift up Cyclops first, who, might I add, enjoyed the ride. Once he was in through the window, Storm lifted herself up into the building.

"You in 'Rose?" Storm asked of her twin. In reply, Omorose becomes visible right in front of Storm, which made her jump a little.

"That'd be a yes," Omorose answered, who remained in visible form. They continue to walk down the halls, going ever closer to the heart of the building, now and then running into some hired thugs, who get knocked out for the time being.

When they reach the precise center of the building, the stand shocked. For there was, starting at the second floor, all the way to the highest possible floor, a large cylinder shaped generator. At the top, Magneto and Mystique where grinning victoriously, not that they had won yet, or anything. There was an enormous window that they were facing, which showed water filled to the top. Magneto gestures to one of his thugs, who pushed a button which turned on this generator. Laggardly, you can see the water evaporate into air, the now Chaleenstrome-infected air.

"Prepare yourselves, I will now send this into the atmosphere," Magneto commanded. Right when he said so, all the non-mutants take some sort of pill. A countdown is on a screen as to when it will launch, starting with ten. Storm looks at her two companions and says, "Ready to go?" Wolverine and Cyclops both nod, and all three begin to wreak choas in that room. Magneto slips away in the shadows, while Mystique flings herself over a railing onto one of the lower floors, that no one was on. Using her acrobatic skills, she gets up to the floor Wolverine is on, with seven seconds left.

Storm, zapping people with her lightning, ceases and queries, "Where's 'Rose?" She looks down to see her sister slyly walking up to the generator. Alas, behind her three men creep up on her. Storm blows a gust of wind and smacks one into a pole, knocking him unconscious, but the other two remain stable. But, before Storm can do anymore, there is a lead pipe around her throat with a thug holding it tightly there. She couldn't do anything at the moment to help herself or Omorose. Right before she would've gone blank (he was holding it as tight as possible), two crimson beams shoot up and hit the man holding Storm there. She lands on the floor gasping for air, then points to Omorose, who now has about five people stalking her, but this time, she's aware.

Cyclops zaps another guy, and then soon after, Mystique is thrown onto another guy. Three more to go with two seconds left. Omorose then starts to, what looks like evaporate. Some sort of force comes from the area of where she disappeared and knocks out two guys. . .one second left. She rapidly drains enough energy from one guy then goes into the generator which wascontinually receiving blows from the three remaining mutants. Storm, with what force she had, was electricuting it, which had no effect. Cyclops, zapping it, but the lasers were only ricocheting off. And Wolverine, attempting to somehow slice it, but the 'knives' barely even dig into the machine.

Right when it should've launched, the power goes out. Mystique stands up and glares at her rivals, then shapeshifts. Storm and Cyclops look down to Wolverine who remains on the lower floor, who then gets unexpectedly lifted up onto the third floor (wind. . .it's pretty cool).

"Come on, let's go," Wolverine suggested.

"We can't! Omorose is still in there!" Storm retorted.

"So? She'll find her way. . .eventually," he shot back.

"She's my sister, and her being a mutant, in some ways of speaking, she's your sister, too!" Storm defended.

"It's called 'sibling rivalry' Storm," Wolverine points out with a smirk. "Frankly, I don't like her, thus, I don't want her to go."

"We just can't leave without her, Wolverine!" Storm shouts in the inky darkness.

Someone walks up, "Leave without who?" It sounded like Omorose, it looked like her, too.

"'Rose! We couldn't leave without you. Let's go. . .wait. You completely destroyed that generator, right?" Storm inquired.

"Why wouldn't I? Like you said, let's go. . ." Omorose was about to dash off when Storm said, "Just a second,I just remembered, when that guy was choking me, I dropped the keys to the jet, be right back."

Omorose was about to point out that she could rev it up, but, I'm pretty sure she also thought that the Professor would be happier with the keys. . .Storm has a habit of carrying the keys. About five seconds later, she came back.

"That was quick, do you have the keys?" Cyclops asks. Storm nods, "Yes, I have them. Now, let's go, before something happens." All four walk off cautiously until Omorose finally turns the lights on in the hallway that they were walking in.

Back on the third floor near the generator: Footsteps are once more heard, then a voice, "Okay, I. . .uh, hello? Tsk, hmm, this could be a problem."

Me: Hiya! Plz tell me what you think. Please no cussing or indication of cussing, and I do accept flames, thank you.