Blueshift | By : Nemain Category: X-Men - Animated Series (all) > Slash - Male/Male Views: 6121 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men Evolution, or any of the characters from it. I make no money from from the writing of this story. |
Blueshift Chapter Fifty (NC-17)
Disclaimers Apply
A/N Goddess Foxfeather, Queen of Mad Plotbunnies, BUSIEST
WOMAN ALIVE ™, Prophetic Muse, Hamster Witch and Uberbeta… Any better?
InterNutter, TC, Maxwell Pink and Dracena are loverly and wondermous for
archiving/hosting. J
ProPhile: So… feel muse-y yet? Morgan:
*glomp * Readers/Reviewers: This looks
like it’ll be near 70 chapters if things keep going as their going. Wheeeeeee.
“Um…the
Hell?”
Minerva
raised a brow and folded her arms across her chest. “You’re supposed to be in that room, yes?”
she asked Jubilee glancing past her towards the door of the Danger Room.
“How do you…”
She paused and closed her eyes. “Go
away. You’re Kitty’s hallucination, not mine.”
Minerva
laughed lightly and stepped closer. “You
know as well as Aikaterine that I am no
hallucination. Come now… would you say the same thing if Pu
Hsien Fusa[1]
was before you?”
Jubilee
narrowed her eyes and curled her fingers into fists defensively. “Leave my beliefs out of this, lady. I’m going to my room. Move.”
Minerva, however, did not budge.
She regarded Jubilee with an expression of mild amusement and
impatience. “Look, if you need Kitty,
you go wait in the observation room with everyone else.”
“Everyone? You mean all those people in there who are so
busy watching the Shi’ar that they have not even
noticed you missing? All the people in
there that you should be able to turn to for comfort and help but cannot? No,” Minerva continued in the same steady,
soft tone of voice. “I think I’d rather
be out here with you, Jubilation.”
Jubilee
held her breath to steady her temper.
She wanted to shove a handful of sparklies
down this woman’s throat, she thought to herself, but it would wind up being
more trouble than it was worth. “I don’t
know why or how you keep turning up, but I can’t help you. You said you needed Kitty’s help, so go wait
for her. She’s in there playing with the freaks who think they’re aliens. They should be done soon… I think the Mother
Ships is coming around this evening for tea,” she finished, her voice a snarl.
“You’re not
usually tied to gods of war,” Minerva said in almost a whisper, “but you should
make an alliance soon. The gods you have
chosen for yourself, the ones who chose you before you were even conceived, are
gods of trickery and play, gods of luck and sadness, gods of love… you need a
god of war on your side, Jubilation.
Soon.”
Jubilee
opened and shut her mouth, not finding the words she wanted before Minerva’s attention
was pulled elsewhere. “Hey, Jubes… where you
heading? It’s our turn next!” Jamie bounded into the short, dark hall
outside the observation room, light spilling out from the Plexiglass-walled
room itself from the door he left standing open.
“I had to
pee,” she said, her eyes never leaving Minerva.
“Is Kitty almost done down there?
This lady wants to talk to her.”
Jamie
glanced at Minerva and frowned. “Hi, I’m
Jamie,” he said, extending his hand in welcome.
“You must be new here… are you a student? You look pretty young to be a
teacher.” He could not put his finger on
it but something about the woman seemed at once familiar and terrifying.
Minerva
laughed. “No, I’m neither. I’m…a friend.” She shook Jamie’s hand, her grip stronger
than he anticipated and causing him to wince.
“I’ll come back later to speak with Aikaterine…” Her words trailed off and her face fell. “Oh,
blast. Looks like you’re a bit late for
your alliance, Jubilation.”
“What?” Jubilee did not even finish saying the word
before the mansion was plunged into darkness.
In the few seconds it took for the emergency lighting to come up and the
generators to begin whirring to life, she felt as if the air pressure had
changed. Her ears popped and her skull
felt as if it had been stuffed with felt.
The yellowish glow of the emergency lighting bathed the hall in a sickly
glow.
“Shit,”
Scott’s voice came from the observation area.
“All the circuits must be out…even the Danger Room systems are down.”
There was
minor scuffling, then a sharp cry of pain. “Damn it, Toad!”
“Sorry, man…
thought that was the flashlight.”
“Dude, I so
don’t want to know,” Jubilee muttered.
She found Jamie in the halflight, staring past
her towards the stairway leading to the Danger Room proper. “What?”
“That lady’s
gone…”
Jubilee
sighed. “You’ll get used to it.” She stepped back to make room for Logan
to pass, Scott following on his heels. “What’s
going on?”
“No idea,” Logan
said flatly, not even slowing down. “Don’t
move from that spot. No one move. Got it?”
Jubilee
nodded but started after Scott and Logan posthaste, Jamie behind her. “Hey!” Rahne shouted from the Observation
Room.
“Come on
then,” Jubilee called back. Logan
did not once tell them to stay or stop. They had to jog to keep up with his quick
stride, weaving through the yellow-lit halls.
She could hear the new students being gathered in the dining hall, Storm
and Banshee trying to allay fears, one or two of the younger ones crying. It was just dark enough outside in the early
evening of upstate New York to
cast the mansion into a gloaming mood, the sun disappearing behind the trees
and depriving the windows of illumination.
Logan led them to the first
basement sublevel, where the primary breakers were housed. “Think one of ‘em just flipped?” Jubilee
asked casually, slightly out of breath.
Logan
glanced up at her, his eyes trailing along the short parade of students he had
picked up. “Nope,” he replied shortly,
but opened the box and began examining the switches anyway.
Scott
sighed and opened the second box, the one that housed the breakers for the
outside lights and the ancillary lighting and power. “Everything looks fine here,” he said after a
moment. “I think.”
Logan
shut the box he had been looking in and nodded. “Breakers are good.”
“If you
didn’t think it was the breakers then why did we schlep all the way down here?”
Jubilee demanded, feeling distinctly watched.
She looked around the narrow space and shivered. “And can we get outta
here? Now?”
“We didn’t
schlep. You schlepped. I did my job,” he
said tartly. “I wanted to rule it out
before we started getting’ panicky.”
“Like now?”
Storm’s voice came out of the darkness near the doorway where the emergency
lights did not reach. A soft click preceeded a flashlight’s beam sliding into the small group
huddled near the breaker boxes. “Logan,
put them somewhere safe. You need to
come see this.”
“What is
it?” Rahne and Jamie asked at the same time.
Storm did
not address them directly. “We seem to
have developed quite a reputation for being the place to go if you’re…otherwordly,” she sighed.
Logan
blinked in the dark, then groaned. “No…”
“More Shi’ar… it looks like they’re arguing with Mark near the
lake.”
[1] http://www.buddhanet.net/e-learning/history/puhsien-txt.htm
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo