Mutants of the mansion
Chapter 3
I honestly have no idea why I decided to mutilate Jubilee. Anything to make a story I guess.
(Rogue)
"Damnit Cajun!" I could only watch as Wolverine grabbed Remy by the front of his shirt and shove him against the wall. "You betta tell me the fuckin' truth, or I will rip your head off right here!"
"Put me down, Logan!"
"Not until you tell me what happened to Jubilee!" It's been atleast 3 hours since we last saw her, Jean or Beast. Currently it was me, Storm and Wolverine trying to get answers from Psylocke and Gambit. I guess he's just picking on Remy because he doesn't like him.
"Look, jus' listen to my side of the story!" With a glare, Logan put him down and backed away a little.
"No need. I can get the answer." Storm moved away from the door as the Professor wheeled in. "I just had Warren give me an explanation of what he saw. Which wasn't very much." He wheeled over to Gambit and motioned for him to sit. "Relax your mind."
"Already relaxed." The professor held his hands over Remy's temples and held them there.
"Atleast you guys are learning." I shrugged at Psylocke and pushed a hand through my hair to comb the strands out of my face. We were all left in suspense for another minute before the Professor dropped his hands.
"You and Elizabeth were fighting? In the hallway?" Gambit nodded. "It appears that our young friend might have gotten hit by one of your charged cards." He nodded again. "Why were the both of you fighting in the hallway? The danger room is for fighting, you should know that."
"Betsy over there hit first." He grumbled, folding his arms and looking away.
"If you two are going to fight, take it to the danger room this time." Storm warned, opening the door when Psylocke was about to yell at him. "Gambit might have not been completely truthful, professor."
"Yes, you may be right, Ororo. Come, let's go discuss this in the war room." And that just left me and Logan. And he was seething in anger.
"Logan? You okay?" I asked him, walking over and touching his shoulder. He didn't move. "Don't worry! She's with Jean. Jean's a good doctor."
"I aint worried. I'm just wonderin' on the best way to kill somebody." I might have to think about that too. "I need a drink. You comin' with?"
"Why not? Not much of a drinker myself, but I'm always wonderin' where the heck you hide alcohol in a school." He just smiled at me and walked away. I caught up with him and just started chatting with him. We both needed to take our minds off current events. "Ah, I see." I smiled, sitting down at the kitchen table and watching my old friend remove a couple of floorboards and retrieve some beer.
"Scott has quite the eagle eye. I think I'll hafta hide it in the garage next."
"Careful with what you're sayin' Logan. He might have your hearin' too." He snorted at that and almost downed an entire bottle. "If I told ya to slow down, would ya listen?"
"Nope."
"All X-men to the war room!" Came the shout from the overhead speakers. "I repeat: All X-men to the war room!" The alcohol was put back, and the floor fixed.
"Let's go." We made it down there in no time flat. Everybody else was there too, including a very worn-out Jean. Beast looked pretty awake.
"The Brotherhood of Evil is mounting another attack. This time on a anti-mutant group. We need to go out there and stop this attack." Prof X stated, pointing to some footage on one of the screens.
"All of us?"
"No, not all. Jean and I will stay to watch over the students here. Now, all of you, to the Blackbird!"
(Jubilee)
I'm awake? Well, I think I am. Better make sure. Okay, I'm awake. Pinching really does hurt. But, why can't I see? Come on Jubilee, what was the last thing you remember...I remember a bright yellow card hitting me in the face...and exploding.
"I'm blind!" I yelled out, clawing at my face. No way! How the hell will I survive without sight?! I could feel my heart rate increase as I stumbled out of whatever bed I was in and ran across the room, only to run face-first into something. "What is that?!" I started to shoot fireworks at it. Something else exploded, sending me flying back. Then the fire alarm sounded and sent water everywhere. I was soaked in seconds.
"Jubilee! Calm down!" My head looked everywhere, but didn't see anybody.
"Who is that?!" I sent some more paffs out, but stopped when somebody grabbed my wrists.
"Jubes, It's me! Rogue!" Rogue? The tingling sensation that occurred when my fingers explored her face made sure that this was my best friend. "Stop that. You're going to hurt yourself."
"Don't care." I sniffed, wrapping my arms around her neck and hugging her. I guess Rogue's power can't harm me. It just tingles a lot. A heck of a lot. "Rogue, am I really blind?"
"Not th' last time ah checked." One arm gripped my shoulders and another under my knees so I was lifted up. "You jus' hadta set the alarm of didn'cha?"
"I'm sorry, I panicked..." I sniffed, holding the older mutant tightly. Just like that, the water stopped. And other people ran into the room.
"Have you woken up now, Fireworks girl?" I was put onto the floor and hugged. I knew it was Wolvie because of the hair on his arms. "How are ya feelin'?"
"Pretty sucky. I can't see."
"Hold still for a moment." It was Jean that spoke this time. I felt Rogue's hands on my shoulders before the bandages on my face moved up on one side. The room came into view, along with Wolvie and Jean. "There you go. Better?"
"Now it's kinda bright." I grumbled, rubbing my visible eye.
"There's jus' no pleasin' ya, is there?" I smiled up at Rogue, then touched the bandages on the other side of my face.
"I don't suggest you take those off." Jean warned, moving my hand away. "Bad idea." Then she turned to Wolverine. "Could I have a word with you in private?"
"You can have as many of those as you want." Rogue chuckled and Jean rolled her eyes before I was lifted off the ground again and taken out of the room.
"Look at you, Sweet pea! You're drenched!" She laughed again, ruffling some of the moisture out of my hair. "I guess we better find a change of clothes for you before you catch a cold." I don't think either of us wanted my feet to touch the floor. I like being carried. Shame only Rogue and Wolvie are strong enough to handle my weight for an extended amount of time. "Think ya can walk from here?" was asked when we stepped into the elevator.
"I can, but I don't really want to."
"'Erybody will give ya strange looks."
"Let them. I like being carried." I smiled, putting my head on her shoulder. I wonder if Rogue feels the tingles too.
"Ah was more worried 'bout the others takin' pictures." Yes, the pictures of us falling asleep on the sofa in the front room. I can't help it if we were both tired. "If mah reputation is ruined, I'm blamin' it on ya."
"If somebody sees, I'll just pull the bandages back over my eye." I grinned. With a smile, Rogue flew upstairs when the elevator doors opened with me still settled in her arms.
Jubilee won't stay mutilated forever X3