Death Of An Old Friend

Today was the day. Today was the day the Professor was going to deal with Jean and bring her back. Storm and Wolverine was going to follow the Professor as well. A black Mercedes stopped at the driveway of the Grey household. Meghan had helped the Professor out. As they were approaching the house. They saw 4 figures standing at the doorway.

"Well, my old friend, I see you've come for her too." Said a voice behind them.

"Magneto, I want nothing more than to bring Jean back." The Professor said to Magneto as they approached the house.

"Well, then, it'll be just like old times!" Magneto said, as they entered the gate. "Make sure nobody gets through…"He whispered to Juggernaut. Juggernaut just smirked.

"What are we doing just standing here! I don't trust that man!" Meghan said.

"Yes, but it's our duty to follow the Professor's orders." Storm said.

"Yeah, well, I get a feeling we won't be taking orders from the Professor anytime soon." Meghan said, looking straight ahead.

The Professor and Magneto had entered the Grey household. Walking through the hallway, something seemed wrong. They entered the kitchen. Pictures were moving, the kitchen light was swinging, and chairs were moving at free will. They entered the study, they found Jean, seated on a chair. The levitating bookshelf dropped, with a loud bang, with books falling out.

"Hello, Jean. It's me, Professor Xavier, and I'm here to help you. Come with us back to the Institute." The Professor said, smiling.

"I don't need any help!" Jean said, looking up from the ground to the Professor.

"Don't listen to him, Jean, come with me!" Magneto said.

"I can help you control your powers, Jean!"

"Jean, I think he wants to give you the 'cure'"

"Erik, please! Don't interfere!" The Professor said, looking at Magneto.

"Oh, please, Charles! You've always held her back!"

"I was doing it for your own good." Jean was starting to cry.

"He was just holding you back!"

"You killed him, Jean. You killed Scott! YOU KILLED THE MAN YOU LOVED!" The Professor exclaimed.

"NO!" Jean screamed, her eyed turning dead-black.

Outside, Wolverine, Storm and Meghan could feel something bad going on inside.

"Let's get inside." Meghan said, looking at Storm and Wolverine. Strom's eyes grey pure whit as she created a whirlwind around her. Juggernaut ran towards Wolverine, and Wolverine did the same. Meghan was stuck with some black haired girl.

"Let's get this over and done with, and fast!" Meghan said, using her ability to push back arclight into the house. Meghan ran into the household. She saw Strom fighting a girl with super speed, and it appeared Storm was getting beaten up really badly. Arclight appeared out of nowhere, and used her shockwave to send Meghan flying into the kitchen. Meghan got up with a groan. When she least expected it, Wolverine too, was thrown into the kitchen.

And, as if things couldn't get worse, they were thrown onto the ceiling. Meghan eyed the door that Wolverine was close to. The Professor!

"Logan! Open that door! Quickly! Before it's too late!" She shouted. Logan looked at her. Struggling, he used his claws to make his way to the door. He retracted his claws on his left hand to open the door.

"Aaargh!" Logan said, trying to push the door open. He was stunted at the sight. The Professor, Jean. It was as if time had stopped in that room. Torn pages of books hung in mid air. And, as if the Professor knew he was going to die, he smiled, and then, disappeared into thin air. Everything went white, and Meghan found herself outside the house. She noticed Magneto leading a very shocked Jean Grey away, with his henchman following straight behind. Wolverine immediately got up, followed by Storm, and finally Meghan. They ran into the house. Wolverine noticed nothing but a wheelchair, he kneeled down an cried, like there was no tomorrow. Storm kneeled down beside him and hugged him. Meghan just stood there, behind the two. She to, was crying. After all, he treated her as if she was his own daughter.

A funeral was being held at the Institute the following day. As Storm was giving her speech on the Professor, about how great he was as a man. When they needed him he was there, when they needed a home, he gave one, and such. Meghan couldn't stop crying. Peter took her hand reassuringly, and squeezed it gently. Rogue looked up and noticed that Wolverine was watching the funeral by the window. She got up and slowly made her way to the grave, she put a rose on his tombstone, by the burning fire, followed by everyone else.

Meghan was sitting in the kitchen, with a glass of water. Rogue was there too. They were in the middle of talking, when Peter showed up.

"Did you hear about the new mutant?" Peter said, taking a seat beside Rogue.

"No, why? Where is he?" Meghan asked, in an 'I-don't-care-about-anything-anymore' tone.

"He's talking to Storm right now."

"Fascinating. Just what we need. Another mutant prowling around the Institute, except with the Professor gone." Rogue said, in the same tone as Meghan.

"What's wrong with that? I mean, we practically get this almost everyday!"

"Yeah, but it's different now! I mean, the Professor's gone! And things change, they always do…" Meghan said, her thought switching to Warren.

"Well, I found this in the hallway just now." Peter said, holding up a feather. Meghan's face widened in shock. She grabbed the feather from Peter's hand.

"It can't be…" She said.

"It can't be what?" Rogue said, looking up. Meghan didn't listen, she sprinted down the hallway, until she finally reached the room where the new boy was in. She could her Storm voice talking to him. That hair… that coat… it was all too familiar. Warren!