Tracy watched sullenly from the rooftop of Sabretooth's mansion as the X-Men boarded the Black Bird. Contemplation was heavy in her eyes as she watched the slow movements of the team, heads were lowered and feet dragged. She felt guilty for only a moment as she saw Rachel Summers weeping on the ground next to the jet, but it was gone the next moment. Walking to the edge of the mansion she watched with a predator's gaze as Kurt started to climb the wall. When he neared the top she helped him the rest of the way up.
"Something wrong Kurt?" She watched him visibly stiffen as he turned to look at her. His tone was dripping with pain as he spoke, white eyes reflecting tears not shed.
"She is gone Tracy, I cannot fo'give you fo' doing zuch a thing." Tracy suddenly felt like crying when she heard his words, she was about to turn away when Kurt continued. "Howeva, I can move on vith my life and fo'get." Hope filled her, she still had a chance. Throwing her arms around the blue man she hugged him tight.
"Thank you so much Kurt!" Emotion was heavy in her voice as she thanked him telepathically. Kurt was surprised at first but soon hugged her back with as much fervor. They embraced for long moments, needing the physical reenforcement of their friendship. Suddenly Tracy was thrown high into the air and flew over the edge as a red beam soared over head. She watched with horror as the ground came closer and closer, she would feel the cold embrace of the snow any second. A thin arm being thrown around her waist saved her from the horrible pain, but the feeling of being tossed around in the air was not much better. Tracy glanced up to see Dezra flying above her, red wings flapping hard against the wind. Another red blast from above hit Dezra midback making her lose her careful balance. They were plummeting to the ground once again when she was telekinetically caught by someone. Looking over to the gathering crowd she watched Taris' brow furrow in concentration, knowing he was the only thing keeping her from crashing to her doom she relaxed her body.
Intense heat pushed against her back sending Tracy once again flying towards the ground. This time she was not caught and she struggled to catch herself better. She felt her ankle give out when she landed abnormally, sharp pains floating through her body. Yelping softly she stumbled to her feet and attempted to run. Pain filled her with every step, giving up on her quest she slumped to the ground and turned to face her opponent. Seeing the leader of the X-Men staring her hard in the face was a shock to say the least.
"Mr. Summers?" Tracy's voice only showed part of the bewilderment that she felt on the inside. His normally warm and welcoming features were hidden as a cold, daring look covered his face.
"You killed somebody Tracy, you killed my wife!" His nearly inhuman roar made her stumble backwards. There was no trace of warmth left in him, she could practically feel the pain echoing off of him.
"I wasn't myself at the time Mr. Summers, I didn't mean to!" She hopelessly pleaded for forgiveness. A harsh laugh answered her plea.
"You think, 'I didn't mean to' is gonna bring her back?" Rage filled him as he stormed towards her. Tracy attempted to walk backwards but she tripped over a stick and fell down. Her amber eyes were wide with fear as she stared her mentor in the face.
"Please forgive me." Her words were soft, Scott was apparently ignorant of it.
"Forgive you for taking my wife away?" He was nearly insane with anger as she watched him carefully.
"No, for this!" Tracy dropped her weak act and launched herself at Scott. Her claws sunk deep in his throat as she cut off his air supply. Blood pumped from the wounds she inflicted, crimson rivers dripping down her arms and his body. Removing her claws from his neck she knocked him to the ground and pinned him on his stomach. Grabbing hold of one hand she played with his fingers while her knee pressed heavily into his back.
"Tracy?" The Professor's soft voice made her look towards him for a split second before she turned back to her prey. She could feel the apprehension pouring off of the X-Men in waves, she heard an innocent gasp before she sensed Alexandria being taken into the house by an adult.
"For Kurt," Tracy snapped his forefinger easily, the bones splitting and cracking. Scott howled in pain. "for Kitty," She said loudly snapping another finger. "for me." Another finger broke easily as Scott struggled against her too strong grip. Tears raced down his cheeks in tiny rivers as he screamed in agony. Tracy looked over at the crowd that had drawn, only Victor, Logan, and Taris could look her in the eyes as she inspected them. She turned back to the howling man slowly. She traced his finger almost reverently before snapping it quickly. She was sure the leader's throat was raw from his screams but he still yelled in agony. Tracy rose from her position at his back and started walking away from the crowd and towards the woods, her feet leaving imprints in the snow beneath her.
"What... what was th..that for?" She could hardly hear Scott's question he was so quiet. Tracy turned back and looked him straight in the eyes.
"For you."
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It was a long time after Jean's funeral before business was approached again by the Professor and Victor. This time Tracy was in the room, but she was sitting close to Victor in case she lost control again. They were seated in the lounge, huge, comfy chairs encasing them in their depths as they sipped their beverage of choices. The large blonde man was puffing on a cigarette while Tracy and the Professor sipped tea. One of the large windows was opened so the smoke that collected in the room would leak out the window instead of choking them.
"I am willing to let Tracy remain here under you tutelage Mr. Creed, however I would like a weekly report on how she is doing." Professor Xavier smiled at Tracy's happy expression. Victor nodded his head and wrapped an arm protectively around the young woman's shoulders.
"It will not be forgotten so quickly that she caused the death of one of our beloved, but we will grant her amnesty for her crimes merely because of her dawning ferity." That sentence made Tracy burrow into Victor's side for comfort. Professor Xavier then dismissed himself and soon all X-Men had left the premises, including the younger X-Men who were at the mansion that wished to leave. Tracy and Victor sat in eachother's embrace for a long time, the young woman needing comfort more than the blonde did.
"I want to do something." Tracy lifted her head to look Victor in the eyes. He raised an eyebrow. "Since I was raised in a laboratory and do not remember ever leaving the place, I can't help but wonder if there were others like me. I was hoping that you would help me locate the lab and rescue those who might have gone through the same program." The large blonde contemplated her suggestion for a few moments before nodding his head.
"Would give th' youngins here somethin' ta do. Good suggestion Tracy, our first mission."
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(A/N) Me thinks I'm on a roll this week. Please review, I'd really really really appreciate it. -Sabeybaby
