Title: Eternity Ends Tomorrow
Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom
Summary: The government said they saved vials of the 'cure' for only the deadliest of mutants. They never defined what deadly meant, at the top of their list was her. She has always been here in the shadows never interfering, but humanities luck just ran out. This story contains all you favorites left alive at the end of X3, along with flashbacks of Charles.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Although maybe if I put on my ruby red slippers, click... click... click... I got nothing damn it; I was really hoping to get Kelsey Grammar as Dr. Hank McCoy.
Author's Note: Sorry this took so long I just got my computer back up, my fiancee and I decided to call it off for several reasons one is that I found him in bed with another women after coming home sick from work one day. Go figure, anyhow so least to say my computer was one of the poor things that took his aggression. If I get at least two reviews I will have the next chapter up by Monday at the latest.
Also I would like to send a heart felt thanks out to Stevie Y. who as of Monday has retired from the Detroit Red Wings after 23 wonderful years two decades of that spent as the Captain. He is truly a God among men, and a Myth among Legends. Hopefully some day he will be seen behind the bench coaching. He is the last of a dying breed of players who play for there enjoyment not for the money or the fame. God bless him and his family.
Home is where the Wings fly and Cars are made
"I love it here in Livonia, life's easy, your so close to a bunch of different cultures. I'm about thirty minutes from
Canada, quicker to go to Windsor then it is to travel to Ohio. Ever need to escape I can do that, and then there's
Dearborn just a hop away, largest Arabic population outside of the Middle East. Detroits got a great hockey team.
The Red Wings led by the Captian Steve Yzerman although I'm more of a Lidstrom kind of girl, and a wonderful
basketball team, held the Super bowl earlier this year and is supposed to have Wrestlemania next April. I guess I'm
rambling it's just that I'm really going to miss it here." She stopped talking and smiled at the man beside her.
Ambrosine slid her hands into her pockets and looked around, she really would miss the nice suburb, but it was so
unlike her to ramble about stupid shit. Normal the great Hellfire was calm, collected, always ready for anything, but
she had not been ready for the furry diplomat beside her, something about him just made her want to through all the
rules she'd fought so hard to keep when it came to her life, no not life she reprimanded herself, existence, all she had
done for nearly two thousands years plus was exist. Her eyes traced the ground beneath her feet and she kicked at a
stone, watching as Hanks eyes followed it as it flew through the air crashing into a tree like a bullet. She quickly led
him away from the cover of the large high school and across to a path that would led them back into her
neighborhood. As they walked they both remained silent, Henry afraid of embarrassing himself, and Ambrosine stuck
contemplating her rambling. Every once in a while Hank would glance over at the beauty beside him, and realize that
his arousal was not going down, it was in fact getting worse. The fact was not one he enjoyed, normally he found it
fairly easy to control his bodies impulses, yet now it was nearly impossible. At first one would be quick to blame it on
the lack of female sexual companionship yet he knew that had very little to do with the situation. His companions
voice reminded him of one of the reason he wanted her so much, soft silky like words, from a small, thin mouth with
deep cherry red lips.
"So talk to me fur ball… I know there are probably several things you want to ask me?" Hank smiled into the
darkness as they walk along the tar path into the neighborhood behind the high school Ambrosine had called
Franklin, it sat beside another building apparently a elementary school called McKinley. His feet were light, and he
enjoyed listening to her tell him about how much she enjoyed the area, and all of its features. She'd gone over tons of
things he'd never taken the time to find out about the three hundred year old city, and its suburbs.
"Yes I do have many questions however I feel most of them would be most… inappropriate at this moment."
Ambrosine looked over at the man beside her, the way he talked it was so polite and cordial. She wondered for a
moment how this handsome man was able to survive in Washington D.C.
"Perhaps then you should ask me to dinner? Then conceivably they wouldn't seem so inappropriate." Beast felt his
breath catch in his throat and for a moment he swore he'd once more heard wrong. This immortal beside him was full
of surprises.
"Then I will, would you do me the honor of allowing me to escort you to dinner? We may as well enjoy the area
before we have to leave." Ambrosine appeared to be contemplating the offer for a moment before smiling at the
large man beside her, sliding her arm around his, she leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I think I would be delighted Henry, we need to turn here on Westfield. House is the eighth one on the right."
Short Chapter I know, but it was sort of all the needed to go into this one, and I've got a lot going on here at home.