(A/N) THIS CHAPTER HAS A CHARACTER DEATH, IF YOU ARE WEAK OF HEART DO NOT READ!

"Are we intruding on something?" Jean's soft voice sent the two embracing men clear across the room and into opposite sides of the room. The Professor chuckled to himself as bright red coloring spread across the men's cheeks. Victor growled under his breath in annoyance before lifting his head up bravely and staring straight into the eyes of the handicapped man. Taris though, was much less courageous. He instead turned back to the many books before him and pretended to be focusing on it.

"What was all the excitement about?" The Professor asked now, his blue eyes sparkling with hope. At this Taris' head popped back up from the book and his eyes met the Professors.

"We found an interesting piece of information today." Unbeknowst to them Tracy had started coming down the stairs after a long crying session with Kurt. She stopped once she heard what Taris had said, backing up slightly she listened to what they said.

"I was talking with Tracy earlier, she told me that when she was made by scientists, the sperm donor they used had been going by the last name Creed. Me and my father think that it's..."

"Me." Victor cut his son's speech off. "It makes sense, she's almost 'xactly like me, 'cept for the fact she's female." The Professor seemed to digest the new piece of information while Jean hopped right into the conversation.

"There's no real proof, she could just be planning all this just so she dosn't have to go back to school." The red headed woman flicked her long hair out of her face when she finished, a look on her face that just declared her challenge to Victor.

"Just 'cause yer daughters a whore don't mean ya gotta take it out on the better children." Jean gasped at the blonde man's statement and gaped like a fish out of water for a few moments.

"How dare you insinuate that my daughter sleeps around!" Fire flashed in her eyes as she glared at Victor.

"Insinuate? I don't hafta insinuate Red, ya shoulda heard the propesition yer girl had fer me earlier." Victor stressed Jean's nickname and twisted it to sound almost insulting.

"I won't stand for this!" A telekinectic punch surged out from her body and slammed straight into the older man's stomach. He was launched through the open doorway and onto the floor across the room. Slowly getting up he could only watch in horror as Tracy leapt from the top of the staircase with claws extended and landed onto Jean's back. The black haired girl dug her claws deep into Jean's throat as she bit down on the back of her neck. The red head screamed out in agony as her blood mixed with her hair, clothing and poured down her skin. Victor hurridly got up and ran towards the joined two. Wrapping overly large hands onto Tracy's hands he pulled out her claws and manually wrestled her away from Jean.

"Dezra!" He roared out as he fought to keep Tracy occupied. Victor's red headed wife ran into the room at the sound of her husband's roar. As soon as she saw the blood she was at Jean's side, she swept the woman into her arms and ran through a doorway and down stairs to go to the medical room. Still in the dining room Victor was kicked in the gut by Tracy and momentarily loosened his grip. He immediately retightened it but during that brief span of time the tiger girl managed to rip her way free and chase after Dezra. Taris and Victor followed the girl at a quick pace, unfortunately Tracy was much swifter and smaller as she ducked under obstacles and leaped over others. When the door to the medical bay came into view Victor grabbed Taris and threw him at Tracy. His aim was correct and his son toppled onto the black haired girl, effectively restraining her.

A near deafining roar erupted from Tracy's mouth as her feral fought to free herself. Her claws swung and cut deep into both Taris and Victor. They held her close until she finally gave in, too tired from the pressure being forced on her to keep on fighting.

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Inside the medical bay observation area Scott Summers watched in horror as his wife was operated upon by Victor's wife Dezra. His wife's blood was everywhere, even though they did their best to slow the blood flow, the blood from her attack was still fresh. Jubilation Lee walked into the room then, her eyes watching the gruesome scene with detached feelings. She knew that Jean could die if something went wrong, but her faith in Taris' mother was stronger than her fear. Her dark eyes flicked over to where Scott was standing, his lips were pursed together tightly, his fists clenched, his stance was so stressed she feared that the pulsing vein in his forehead might burst.

"Scott," His name was a whisper on her lips, but it seemed enough to break the trance the X-Men's leader was in. "how are you doing?" He didn't answer, his eyes focused directly on his wife as Dezra fought to keep Jean from being permanently paralyzed, or worse. Jubilee's eyes darked from fear of what might happen to the normally happy couple. She also feared what would happen to Tracy, she knew that the girl couldn't control the feral inside her, Taris had gone through the same thing. Though she had to admit to herself it had never been this bad, she wondered what could've driven Tracy to such drastic measures as to try to take a life.

"She's going to die." Scott's near silent voice brought Jubilee to his side. "She's going to die, and it's going to be my fault."

"Scott, what are you talking about?" The Asian woman first thought he was referring to Jean, but then she thought of how it was going to be his fault. "What's going to happen Scott, who's going to die?"

"Her." His voice was almost a growl as he still watched his wife's operation. Suddenly the heart moniter went flat, and Jubilee's eyes widened. She watched as Dezra did her best to bring the woman's heart back to beating again, her movements frantic as she fought for the woman's life.

"Breathe damn it!" Even through the thick glass she could hear Dezra's cursing, the heart moniter still rang it's deathly tone. The silent room was filled with the unearthly sound until Dezra reached over resignly and turned it off. Tears of sadness began to pour down Jubilee's cheeks, no! She thought as she saw the now dead red head below covered in a sheet. Poor Rachel.. poor Scott.. oh my gosh! Scott! Brought out of her thoughts abrubtly she turned to see what Scott's reaction was only to find the door to the room slamming behind him. Running to the door she opened it up and chased after the crazed man. When she found him the sight that met her was not a good one at all. Scott was holding a knife in his hand as he dove for the sleeping Tracy in her bed, all that was holding him back was Kurt.

"Mr. Summers, I do not vant to hurt you, but I vill if you do not stop!" The furry blue boy struggled to keep his leader back as the rage Scott always held back was finally coming out.

"Scott!" Jubilee yelled at the crazed man, "Stop! It's not her fault! It's her feral that did it, not Tracy! She's just a girl!" Jubilee's voice was frantic as she shot fireworks at her leader to blind him. He dropped the knife and clapped his hands to his face as his eyes struggled to cope with the extreme light that was forced on them. Victor ran into the room then, rope in his hands as he rushed to the scene. He quickly tied Scott up and forced him into a chair, which he quickly tied him to as well.

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(A/N) Well, what do y'all think? I know I know, it wasn't nice of me to kill Jean but I need a death. Don't send flames please. -Sabeybaby