"Mystique." I glared at Logan and turned on my heel towards to door, "I believe we can leave now."
"Magneto wants a peace treaty." She commented her patience running thin. I snorted that bitch.
"You're naïve if you think that'll happen." I growled my pupils dilating. The Blue skinned woman raised her eyebrows and cast me a glance. I muttered under my breath, "Fucking Whore."
Mystique looked over at me fully.
"Remember your place Chaotix." She growled back and my irises disappeared, I can feel it now. I snarled baring my fangs. "You are just a tool here."
"You won't be saying that when a tool." I put air quotes around the word, "Tears out your throat."
Her hand went to cover her neck and I smiled evilly with satisfaction. Storm gave Logan a fearful glance and he winked.
"Get Kurt." He mouthed and she nodded jerking her head to Maverick who was standing frozen near the back, his face twisted and his eyes on me. I still felt like shit for what happened earlier. She whispered something and he nodded rushing out. I smiled as Mystique lowered her hands.
"You wouldn't dare." She hissed and I extended my claws a few inches.
"Would I?" I asked back with clear black eyes. I stepped forward slowly and Kurt burst into the room in a cloud of smoke that floated around Mystique. I stepped forward an inch, winked at Logan and then slashed my claws through the smoke, creating three marks in the thick air. A blade shot out and impaled itself through my heart.
I gasped looking down as her eyes drained to their natural blue and glazing over as I fell. I felt my life draining and the pain radiate through me as my body hit the ground and everything went still and dark.
Third Person
The smoke cleared and Mystique looked down eyes wide at the dying teen.
"She'll be fine." She said uncertainly and Kurt shook his head gravely.
"She was much like her father," He explained kneeling by her side a tear trickling down his face as Logan turned around. "But only half like him in a way that she couldn't survive fatal blows."
"She's really dead?" She asked in confusion and Kurt nodded, a slight jerk of the head. "Shit."
She ran out and Maverick walked in looking at her in confusion. He found Antalya with his eyes and staggered against the doorframe. He blinked and went to leave when Logan caught his arm.
"Wait for it." He listened and in the distance the front door slammed shut. "Okay come on."
"Logan." He pleaded in a strained voice keeping his gaze away from the body.
"Nope come on." He smiled and the surrounding teachers gave each other confused glances. He knelt by her side and removed the blade gently handing it to Maverick who looked as if he would vomit. "Antalya. Time it Wake up."
Antalya
I heard a voice. It called my name.
"Antalya, Time to Wake up."
Funny, it kinda sounded like Logan. I kept hearing people whisper and it was getting annoying cause I was tired and my chest hurt and I have no idea why…..
Then it came flooding back to me.
The Plan.
I gasped for air as I opened my eyes and began to cough as the air hit my lungs. I was still in the room where I died… never thought I would ever say that. Logan smiled down at me and offered a hand. I grabbed it and pulled myself up wincing and blinking. The room was silent and their faces were ones of shock awe and confusion.
Then I saw Maverick's face.
His eyes were wide and his face was slightly green. He was holding a bloody knife in his shaking hands and it fell as he met my eyes. His blond hair was ruffled like always and he had a smudge of dark green paint on his forearm.
"But…" He muttered looking at the ground to the blade and then at me. I smiled sheepishly as Logan looked around and whistled. The people blinked at him and left.
It was me and Maverick as Logan shut the door.
"Maverick, I'm sorry…" I tried to speak but he rushed forward wrapped his arms around me and crushed my mouth under his. He was frantically kissing me and I knew why. He had painted my death and I was fine.
"Tally." He whispered when he pulled me closer and I gasped as I looked up. He pulled back and smiled at me tears on his cheeks. "You were dead."
"I know Maverick." I kissed him again my hands on the side of his face. "I'm okay now."
"Will you stay?" He asked as he kissed me back and I closed my eyes.
"Always." I whispered and he stopped holding me tightly to him. I sighed and wrapped my arms tightly around his neck. "Maverick, I'm sorry for leaving you."
"I know babe." He whispered and I shivered. "Tally, I want to show you something."
"Okay." I said and he took my hand kissing me one more time before taking me out of the doors and rushing down the hall.
"Maverick!" I shouted as he whipped me into his room. The sun room I mean. Where he paints. It was empty last time I was in there and now it was filled. Paintings covered the walls some in black frames white frames tan frames. Some had a little X on the corner.
"This one." He pulled me to a painting that he had covered the corner of the room with two others and the one he painted two years ago of my mother and another one of me floating face down in water. "Here we go."
He took off the drape and I gasped.
It was me in my cloak eyes wide laying in a pool of blood a knife in my chest.
"Jesus." I muttered seeing my eyes a bright blue and my hair pulled back tightly.
"This wasn't what I was talking about in the cave." He whispered and I turned to look at him. "This is what I was talking about."
He took off the cover of another one and I felt my one knee buckle as he caught me. I was standing, my eyes wide and black. A staff was shoved through my chest and I was eyeing it as if it betrayed me. My hands were wrapped around the long part and were covered in blood. One side of the painting was painted purple, the edge at least and I knew why.
"Maverick?" I turned to look at him, "Why would Gambit want to kill me?"
"I haven't figured that out yet." He thought looking down at me and shrugging, "But at least now I can protect you."
"What's this one?" I asked pointing to the last one that was covered. I reached for the sheet and he caught my hand. I raised an eyebrow and he grabbed the edge taking off the sheet himself.
It was me. The background was the front of the School at night the stars out and the fountain behind me light up. My hair long and loose around my shoulders. I was smiling mischievously and holding a person in front of me tightly. A Fedora was pulled low over the person's eyes and hair, leaving their identity in shadow. Their hands were wrapped around my waist as mine were on his neck. He was wearing a black blazer over a pair of dark jeans converse and a blue tee. I was wearing a white floor length sleeveless dress with blue flower detailing in the corner along the hem.
A bouquet of flowers hung loosely from my hand, where a simple silver ring glinted.
"Is that me…?" I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at the painting, "Married?"
"I think so." He gulped and I looked up at him," and I think it's soon too. You're hair is about a few inches longer than it is now."
"Um okay?" I was extremely confused and covered the painting back up, "Let's not let Logan see that."
"Good choice." He chuckled and looked up at a painting hanging up high on the wall. "See that one up there?"
I looked up and saw a picture of Logan in a truck with a young dark haired girl eating jerky.
"Is that Rogue?" I asked and squinted.
"When they first met." He pointed to another. It had Logan kneeling over the body of a woman whose eyes were wide a bullet hole bleeding in her chest. A faint purple glow was coming from the left. "That's when you're mother died."
I eyed the brushstrokes and sighed.
"Gambit didn't kill my mother." I stated looking at the glow. "But he told me that he was with Logan on the Island."
"Antalya!" a voice shouted through the halls and Kitty came careening into the room. Her short hair and bright eyes were all I needed to smile. "You're back!"
She ran at me in a flying hug and I staggered into Maverick.
"Kitty don't kill her." Bobby smirked and pulled her back gently to give me a hug of his own. "Welcome back kid."
"Thanks Iceman." I smiled as a different tall blond came into the room, "And who is this?"
"Warren. " He extended a hand and I shook it. "So you're the infamous Antalya Silverfox?"
"Indeed." I felt something go through me as his hand touched mine and I felt the wind rush through my hair and the weight of something soft on my back, "Is your mutation wings by any chance?"
"So you've heard." He smiled and nodded as my head whirled. I staggered back into Maverick again who wrapped his arms around my waist and bent his head to whisper into my ear.
"Are you alright?" He asked and the feeling came again and I felt the paintbrush sit in my hand as if I was painting. I blacked out for a second.
"Antalya?" Bobby asked brushing my hair out of my face as Maverick sat me down. Cold washed through me and I started to shiver.
"What's wrong with her?" Kitty asked.
Help! I was shouting in my mind as Maverick knelt in front of me and cupped my face in his hands. I felt heat in my palms as if blasts of light came out of them. I heard footsteps come down the hallway and heard the door open. My eyes weren't quite working but I knew who it was.
"What's going on in here?" Logan's gruff growl came through nice and clear.
"Something's wrong with Antalya." Warren said his respect for my father evident. He came to my side and muttered something under his breath. He touched my neck for a pulse and I flinched away but not before feeling the pain of my own claws coming out.
"Antalya." He whispered before sighing and picking me up as my sight returned, "I'm taking you to the infirmary."
"Okay." I mumbled looking around as the lights flickered above us and we left the room.