A/N: Okiday, I'm back sooner than I expected, but I'm back. I hope this chapt is better than the last one. And I know it gets a little dark, but, hey, that's the Phoenix all over. And the prayer used in this is kinda just to, well, re-demonstrate the Phoenix and its power. You'll probably notice that it twists every word of the prayer. So anyways, enjoy!

Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Ya'lls can finish this little disclaimer for me.

To my reviewers, thanx so muchy, girls for your support! #tear# your reviews keep me writing! this chapt is dedicated to all of you, Summers-Spirit, Sirona, and CykePhoenixSummers!

"The Lord is my Shepard."

"The Phoenix shall guide you, lovers." Scott and Jean walked—just as dawn began to break out—through a ranch filled with sheep, side-by-side, hand-in-hand.

"I shall not want."

"Do my desires in return. Kill them all!"

"He maketh me to lie down in the green pastures."the two walked past, everything vaporizing in their path.

"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil. For thou art with me."

"Forever wield my power!"

"Mommy?" a little toddler walked up to them. The minute Scott and Jean saw her, they wasted no time in killing her. But she wasn't flash vaporized. It was slow, painful, sorrowful to see. They attacked her brain, tearing it to shreds. Within a few minutes, the child fell lifeless. Sparrows swarmed in, feeding on her flesh.

"Give us this day our daily bread"

"Who are you people?" a rancher came up from behind, shotgun in hand.

"Oh, my God!" a woman—supposedly the wife—screamed when she saw the fallen child.

"And forgive us our trespasses"

"You murderers!" the man shot just before firing. But the shot never reached the two mutants. Jean held out her hand, shopping the shell in it's tracks. She grinned, then sent it flying back to the ranchers face, instantly killing him.

"As we forgive those who trespass against us"

"There mutants!" voices cried from all over. "Get them!" the lovers just smiled.

"And lead us not into temptation"

It was now Scott's turn. Raising a hand to his visor, he shot the farmers, one after another, and enjoying every bit of it.

"But deliver us from evil"

Jean began to join in, not giving them the mercy of quickly killing them.

Soon enough, they were the only ones left. Just Scott, Jean, and the Phoenix made three. That destructive force controlled their every movements. The real Scott and Jean, to fatigued to resurface again, had no say in it. They had absolutely no control over themselves. There was no hope for them. Only the Phoenix………

Hanger

"Alright, everybody ready?" Storm called to the other mutants in the back of the Blackbird. They confidently nodded, though they were scared out of there minds. "Okay, here we go."

"Remember, Storm, they won't be easily dealt with, and certainly not easy to find," Beast reminded.

"I know, Hank," Storm sighed. "I know."

"Just how are we gonna bring them back to themselves?" Rogue asked, gloving her hands.

"Rogue, my guess is," Beast explained as he co-piloted the jet. "That through Jean's telepathy, the Phoenix will try to block Scott and Jean from resurfacing to their own conscience. But it doesn't yet know that such can only happen in Jean."

"But, Beast," Colossus cut in. "I thought they can use each others' powers through their link."

"Yes, Peter. Scott as the Phoenix can use Jean's telekinesis, but one thing he is denied is use of her telepathy, psychic rapport or no. Therefore, I believe if we succeed in bringing Scott back, the same will happen to Jean, seeing as their minds are intertwined."

"So, all we have to do is get Cyke back to his senses?" Logan questioned.

"That is our only chance."

"But let's not any of us get cocky," Storm warned. "We can't underestimate them."

"Gee," Kitty wondered. "I thought that with the two of them that they would, I don't know, have more control over the Phoenix thing? I mean, Scott specializes in that area, if ya know what I mean."

"I wish it were so, Kitty. But, unfortunately, it's only double the anger, he power, the," she winced. "the destruction."

Scott and Jean

"They've come back!"

Jet

"This is the hard part." Logan said aloud.

Suddenly, the Jet began to vibrate and fly out of Storm and Beast's control. It tossed and shook under Scott and Jean's command. The controls inside of the cockpit mish-mashed around, causing turmoil in the Jet.

"I think I hate this!" Logan cried.

"Storm, do something!" Angel yelled.

"I don't have any control over the Jet!" it was at that moment that the Jet was torn in half…literally.

"Ah don't think we wanna stick around for this!" Rogue called as the jet began to free fall.

But before any of them could escape, the Blackbird hit the ground, but nothing more happened. No explosion, no nothing.

"That was weird," Bobby pointed out.

"Why aren't we dead?" Colossus asked as he regained his flesh form after he went to his metal one.

"I think we're about to be." Angel jitterly replied. The Scott and Jean/Phoenix stood before the Jet, evilly eyeing all the X-Men. "Let's get outta here."

"I couldn't agree more!" Kitty cried as she hopped out of her seat (obviously phasing through the seatbelt).

"Where are you going, X-Men?" Jean/Phoenix hissed as it walked paced around the left side of the jet, whilst Scott/Phoenix took the right.

"You only just got here," the other added.

"Uh, 'early to bed, early to rise', I guess," Bobby half quipped, his voice shaking.

The two Phoenixes thrust their right arms out, stopping the X-Men in their tracks. "No," the female one evilly said. "Stay."

"The fun is just beginning," Scott/Phoenix finished. With a small hand-motion, they threw the mutants in every direction. The only one who escaped their notice was Logan.

Creeping behind 'Scott' Logan grabbed him from behind. The Scott/Phoenix hissed at him just before throwing him off. The Jean/Phoenix hardly took notice. It didn't matter, nonetheless.

Logan was soon knocked to the ground. Looking up, he saw 'Scott' raise a hand to his visor. "Oh, shit!" he thought as he moved out of the way just in the nick of time. By the time he had regained his feet, Scott/Phoenix was gone. The other X-Men were beginning to fight back against the Jean/Phoenix. "Storm," he called to the Weather Witch. "You all keep Jean busy. I'm goin' after Scott!"

"No problem, Logan," Storm sassed in sarcasm, knowing this wasn't going to be easy.

A Little Farther Down the Field

"You are fool to come after me!" the masculine Phoenix voice growled.

"I didn't come for you. I came for Scott and Jean. I came to free them."

Scott/Phoenix gave a laugh that was more like a hiss. "Ha! They will never have freedom! They are forever my slaves! And now I will use them to finish you!"

"Ya know, it's funny. You always talk about it, but you haven't killed me yet. That's how I know our Scott's still there."

"Not for long!" with that, it sprang at Logan, trying to bring him down.

But unexpectedly to the Phoenix, Logan pinned Scott to the ground, limiting its movements. "Now, listen, Scott! You can overpower this thing. I know you can! I need you to come back to your own conscience. Take control over yourself again!"

With a gasp, the real Scott weakly whispered, "I can't."

"Yes you can, dammit! FIGHT THIS!"

Scott tried. He really did. But his mind was too fatigued against the Phoenix Force. The more he tried, the weaker her became.

"Shit!" thought Logan. "He's killin' himself just fighting!"

"Sorry, kid," Logan popped out his claws. "But lemmie give ya a boost." Without delay, Logan brutally stabbed Scott in the side close to his stomach, but he made sure not to kill him.

With a Phoenix-like screech, Scott threw Logan off of him with incredible strength. Standing back up, he advance to strike, but soon looked puzzled. "Logan..?" he looked around him with utter confusion in his face, "Where--what's happening? Where am I?"

"You're here in a ranch-land with me," Logan cried. "Listen, I can only help you with this. It's up to you to bring yourself and Jean back!"

"No!" Scott's Phoenix voice shrieked. "I don't wanna bring them back!"

"You have to! You're gonna be the death of you and all of us if you don't!"

"No!" it screamed. Just like how Jean did in her old house just before Xavier was killed. "Get outta my HEAD!"

"I'm not a telepath! It's not me in your mind, Scott. It's you! You're tryin' ta break free! Scott Summers is tryin' ta break free!"

"No. No." Scott doubled over, his mind racing. He raised both hands to his forehead, wishing everything would just come spilling out. Looking skyward, Scott Summers screamed louder than anything Logan had ever heard before, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Then, as if something struck him, Scott fell forward and didn't get back up.

Jean

Jean suddenly stopped attacking the X-Men. She looked skyward as the X-Woman, Jean Grey. She then let out a blood-curdling scream, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" and she fell to the ground, not stirring.

Scott and Logan

"Kid?" Logan approached the motionless Scott, fearing the worst. "You alright?" he crouched and ran his gloved fingers over the wounds he had made. But, suddenly, an arm snapped onto Logan's.

"Don't…do that," Scott rasped, his voice full of pain. Logan could sense how weak he was. Maybe the stab resurfaced Scott, but it damn near killed him.

"'Bout time ya came back," Logan half-joked.

"Sure…"

"Hey, listen, can ya move? We gotta get back."

"Easier said than done, Logan," but Scott did try to move, nonetheless. But instead of mobility, he only got agony. He fell back down in reaction.

"On second thought, scratch that last bit. If ya try ta walk yourself, you're just gonna give yourself a hemorrhage," with that, Logan lifted Scott to his feet and practically carried him back to the others.

A/N: And, that concludes chapt three! Next one I'm gonna get back ta Jean's side of the story. But I ain't gonna say anything more cuz I don't wanna spoil anything! HeeHee! Pleez review, my friends! L8terz.