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3 X-Men/Excalibur Ficlets
Rachel/Kitty in
The last thing she feels of the world in which she wanted to stay forever are the tears of the woman she loves. She can not subside them nor can she quiet her own. They spill down their faces and over their hands that cling so desperately to each other. They mingle together. A wet drop still sparkles on Rachel's flesh when she appears back in the world to which she never wanted to return.
The being she was in this world did not know what compassion or love was. It killed the very beings Rachel loves. Tears speed down her face as she sits, staring at the teardrop that is not her own. She stays where she lands, quietly sobbing, staring at Kitty's tear, and wishing she could place it back in the adorable, brown eyes that loved her so much.
She stares at it long after the moisture has dried and it's gone from her skin. It's no longer visible, but she will see that single tear forever and hold it always in her valiant heart, even long after she's returned to her soul mate in a time where they can at last be together as they should.
The End, rated PG-13/T
All-New X-Men's Jean and Charles/Erik in
I can't believe it. It's him. It's really him! Oh, geez, I wish Professor Xavier was here right now! There's no way we're going to be able to beat him, not even with Professors Logan and Kitty on our side!
Professor Logan's already growling. This is bad, really bad! I'd run, but I can't leave the others here alone! What was it that Bobby told me that Magneto did to Professor Logan? Something about ripping his bones out? Oh, golly, what if he does that to us?!
I can't scream. I can't run. I have to face him. Oh, no! Oh, no! He's looking at me! He's looking at me, and . . . And he's thinking of the Professor?
The Professor's dead in this world. I still can't believe Scott killed him. Neither can Magneto. And . . . And . . . Okay, there is no way in the world I read that right! I've got to try again.
I'm surprised he's not blocking me from his mind. I bet he must have really powerful blocks, even though he's not telepathic. But he's letting me in. He . . . He doesn't want to hurt us. We're very important to the Professor, or we were, any way, to his Professor, and . . . Oh my God!!! I did read him right! Magneto loved the Professor or loves, actually! That's why he's on the side of the good guys!
"Hum, Professor Logan?"
"What is it, Jean?"
Professor Logan's ignoring me, but maybe I can get Professor Kitty to listen. "I don't think we have to fight him!"
"Why not?"
"He loves the Professor, or he loved him any way!" Boy, this is all so confusing!
"I know."
She knows?! But then, why are they fighting?! "Come on." I don't try to fight her when she grabs my elbow. She's my Professor, my friend. I can't fight her, but then Professor Logan shouldn't be fighting Magneto when he loves the Professor!
I look desperately to Professor Kitty, but she's shaking her head. "Testosterone," she says like that can really explain it. The purple dragon on her shoulder is cooing and batting his wings like he thinks it can, but it can't. Not really. Why should two guys on the same side always fight other than with Cyclops? He deserves it for killing the Professor. I'd like to kick his butt myself. Why's Magneto with him?
"We can't stop them. We just need to keep you kids clear." We all follow her, but I still feel like I ought to be doing something to break up the fight.
"Jean, what's wrong?"
Scott's worried about me. They're all looking at me. But I can't tell them! They wouldn't believe me! I still don't believe me, and I read it from Magneto's mind himself! Oh boy, oh golly, oh gee -- I wonder if the Professor loved him? If we ever get to go back home, I have to ask the Professor! I wonder if he'll tell me the truth? I don't know, but I still gotta ask him!
The End, rated G/K
Douglock/Wolfsbane in
Sometimes, he remembers what it was like to be a part of the Phalanx's hive mind. The Phalanx might have been an evil race, but they were also truly one of the most powerful to ever exist. A great deal of that power came from what they shared together. There was never a thought that belonged to an individual, never anything in which sharing did not take place, until Warlock broke away from that race.
Douglock remembers that moment. He recalls the pain of withdrawing from the hive mind and the loneliness that pursued as vividly as if it had happened to him. He knows now that he is neither Warlock nor Doug Ramsey, although he wishes he could be, at times, so that his friends would stop missing their friends.
He is not those beings. Their memories are not his, and yet, he still remembers. He still feels that loneliness too often today. It is as though a piece of him is missing, but he knows he can not find that piece for it is evil and he is good.
Still, sometimes, he is tempted. He aches to replace that piece, to make himself whole again. It is in those times, even more so than others, that he searches out his favorite team mate, his most special friend. It never takes him long to find her. She's usually with her guardian, Lady Moira, but even while trying desperately to find a cure for her, Rahne always has time for him.
She always looks up when he enters. Her green eyes always seem to shimmer for at least a moment when their gazes meet. When she's in wolf form, her bushy tail sometimes even wags. Douglock knows those looks are for him, even if he doesn't quite understand why. He does understand, though, clearly, how they make him feel. They replace that missing part of him. They make him feel whole and happy again, at least until the next time he has to leave his friend's presence.
He always feels lonely whenever they are apart, no matter how many other friends he has around him, but whenever he's with Rahne, Douglock feels whole and joyful. He's content with no concerns other than helping Rahne and Moira find a way to heal Moira so that Rahne does not have to suffer losing her. He doesn't think of the Phalanx, the past, or the mysteries of his own being. He thinks only of Rahne, her smiles, how much he wants her to stay happy, and how she wonderful she makes him feel, and he wonders: Could this be love?
If so, he understands why the humans sing songs, write stories, and create films about it. He knows why they search for it everywhere until they either find it or die. He knows why they say love can destroy an empire or build a kingdom, why Kitty swears there's no greater power. He knows, he agrees, and he hopes it never, ever ends.
The End, rated G/K
The last thing she feels of the world in which she wanted to stay forever are the tears of the woman she loves. She can not subside them nor can she quiet her own. They spill down their faces and over their hands that cling so desperately to each other. They mingle together. A wet drop still sparkles on Rachel's flesh when she appears back in the world to which she never wanted to return.
The being she was in this world did not know what compassion or love was. It killed the very beings Rachel loves. Tears speed down her face as she sits, staring at the teardrop that is not her own. She stays where she lands, quietly sobbing, staring at Kitty's tear, and wishing she could place it back in the adorable, brown eyes that loved her so much.
She stares at it long after the moisture has dried and it's gone from her skin. It's no longer visible, but she will see that single tear forever and hold it always in her valiant heart, even long after she's returned to her soul mate in a time where they can at last be together as they should.
The End, rated PG-13/T
All-New X-Men's Jean and Charles/Erik in
I can't believe it. It's him. It's really him! Oh, geez, I wish Professor Xavier was here right now! There's no way we're going to be able to beat him, not even with Professors Logan and Kitty on our side!
Professor Logan's already growling. This is bad, really bad! I'd run, but I can't leave the others here alone! What was it that Bobby told me that Magneto did to Professor Logan? Something about ripping his bones out? Oh, golly, what if he does that to us?!
I can't scream. I can't run. I have to face him. Oh, no! Oh, no! He's looking at me! He's looking at me, and . . . And he's thinking of the Professor?
The Professor's dead in this world. I still can't believe Scott killed him. Neither can Magneto. And . . . And . . . Okay, there is no way in the world I read that right! I've got to try again.
I'm surprised he's not blocking me from his mind. I bet he must have really powerful blocks, even though he's not telepathic. But he's letting me in. He . . . He doesn't want to hurt us. We're very important to the Professor, or we were, any way, to his Professor, and . . . Oh my God!!! I did read him right! Magneto loved the Professor or loves, actually! That's why he's on the side of the good guys!
"Hum, Professor Logan?"
"What is it, Jean?"
Professor Logan's ignoring me, but maybe I can get Professor Kitty to listen. "I don't think we have to fight him!"
"Why not?"
"He loves the Professor, or he loved him any way!" Boy, this is all so confusing!
"I know."
She knows?! But then, why are they fighting?! "Come on." I don't try to fight her when she grabs my elbow. She's my Professor, my friend. I can't fight her, but then Professor Logan shouldn't be fighting Magneto when he loves the Professor!
I look desperately to Professor Kitty, but she's shaking her head. "Testosterone," she says like that can really explain it. The purple dragon on her shoulder is cooing and batting his wings like he thinks it can, but it can't. Not really. Why should two guys on the same side always fight other than with Cyclops? He deserves it for killing the Professor. I'd like to kick his butt myself. Why's Magneto with him?
"We can't stop them. We just need to keep you kids clear." We all follow her, but I still feel like I ought to be doing something to break up the fight.
"Jean, what's wrong?"
Scott's worried about me. They're all looking at me. But I can't tell them! They wouldn't believe me! I still don't believe me, and I read it from Magneto's mind himself! Oh boy, oh golly, oh gee -- I wonder if the Professor loved him? If we ever get to go back home, I have to ask the Professor! I wonder if he'll tell me the truth? I don't know, but I still gotta ask him!
The End, rated G/K
Douglock/Wolfsbane in
Sometimes, he remembers what it was like to be a part of the Phalanx's hive mind. The Phalanx might have been an evil race, but they were also truly one of the most powerful to ever exist. A great deal of that power came from what they shared together. There was never a thought that belonged to an individual, never anything in which sharing did not take place, until Warlock broke away from that race.
Douglock remembers that moment. He recalls the pain of withdrawing from the hive mind and the loneliness that pursued as vividly as if it had happened to him. He knows now that he is neither Warlock nor Doug Ramsey, although he wishes he could be, at times, so that his friends would stop missing their friends.
He is not those beings. Their memories are not his, and yet, he still remembers. He still feels that loneliness too often today. It is as though a piece of him is missing, but he knows he can not find that piece for it is evil and he is good.
Still, sometimes, he is tempted. He aches to replace that piece, to make himself whole again. It is in those times, even more so than others, that he searches out his favorite team mate, his most special friend. It never takes him long to find her. She's usually with her guardian, Lady Moira, but even while trying desperately to find a cure for her, Rahne always has time for him.
She always looks up when he enters. Her green eyes always seem to shimmer for at least a moment when their gazes meet. When she's in wolf form, her bushy tail sometimes even wags. Douglock knows those looks are for him, even if he doesn't quite understand why. He does understand, though, clearly, how they make him feel. They replace that missing part of him. They make him feel whole and happy again, at least until the next time he has to leave his friend's presence.
He always feels lonely whenever they are apart, no matter how many other friends he has around him, but whenever he's with Rahne, Douglock feels whole and joyful. He's content with no concerns other than helping Rahne and Moira find a way to heal Moira so that Rahne does not have to suffer losing her. He doesn't think of the Phalanx, the past, or the mysteries of his own being. He thinks only of Rahne, her smiles, how much he wants her to stay happy, and how she wonderful she makes him feel, and he wonders: Could this be love?
If so, he understands why the humans sing songs, write stories, and create films about it. He knows why they search for it everywhere until they either find it or die. He knows why they say love can destroy an empire or build a kingdom, why Kitty swears there's no greater power. He knows, he agrees, and he hopes it never, ever ends.
The End, rated G/K