Danger Room:Days later
"Alright people line up!" Scott Summers demanded his deep voice echoing through the large room. Ther tired X-men moaned and stretched as they fell lazily into place.
Bobby peeled the crust the corner of his eye and yawned for what seemed to be the fouth time. "It's 4:30 in the freakin' morning Cyc--"
Jubilee ran her hand through her short black hair the static absorded in her skin making the strands stand on edge "I've got a class tomorrow...or today" she frowned and simply shrugged to tired to countiue her argument. Scott was so infamously known for his suorise training sessions, yet non of them had ever been called out of pleasent sleep so early in the morning.
"There's no such thing as being to prepared. Lately you all have been slacking during th training sessions. that's going to stop today!"
The entrace door to the Danger room sudden;y slid open and Storm sentered dressed comfortably in gray sweat pants and white tank top...even at 4 in the morning she was the best looking thing in the room. Her platinum colored hair curled over her shoulders evert stand in place framing a beautiful face.
Logan couldn't take his eyes away form her.
Scott twisted his lip "Storm long time no see but Let's try to be on time" She shrugged
"Sorry" she said in a low tone. Scott then countinued his instructions. "You sure your OK with this?" Jean asked settleing beside her friend. Storm shook her head slowly obviously still a little tired. She was annoyed by the everyone countinued to treat her. It had almost been a week since she and Logan slpit, and she still wasn't ready to discuss it. As far as Storm was concerned thier were 4 steps to dealing with a rough break up.
1) Resintment & Ponting Blame 2) Depression & Soclusion 3)Raising Hell 4)Closeure
Storm decided that she was through being depressed.
"You don't have to treat me like glass Jean.......I'm not going to break" she answered plainly, shoving her hands into her sweat pants pockets.
"Alright! I want Level 9 performance here people that 5 to stretch and then we get started" Scott announced.
The X-men moaned again and began to follow the order...
Kitty & Jubilee:
"I can't believe she came to the training call it's only been a few days....I mean I know she's like moving on but---" Kitty was cut of when Jubilee put her hands up in protest. "Kitty please...Let's not obsess about it OK. Just hope Storm dosn't decide to go postal"
Gambit:
Gambit shuffled a deck of card in his hands and didn't bother to stretch as Scott had instructed "It's a suprise to see Stormy back in de loop. Gambit was beginin' to tink it would never stop raining" Logan said nothing as he pretended to tie his shoe. "Yo know mon ami I was wonderin' when you plan to make it roght wit ol' Stormy"
"I aint' non ah yer busines cajun" Logan gowled standing to face the card throwing mutant. "It be my busines were Stormy concerned"
Logan took a needed deep breath
"Get out of my face Remy" Gambit shool his head
"Least you got my name right" SNIKT!! Logans claws shot through the
confins of the his hands and a growl laced his throat.
"Hey! You two swamp monkey's save it for the session" Rouge came between the two of them easily. Logan backed away after a few moments and walked toward the far wall. He needed time to cool down.
Bobby:
"You know this is hard for him too--" Bobby said from behind Storm and Jean.
"Excuse me?" Storm squiented her eyes in confusion. Bobby countinued
"You an him not being to gether it's killin' him on the inside. Guy hasn't slept in 4 days." Ororo bit her lip....why should she care? He deserved to be miserable didn't he? Of course he did....there was no question about that. Bobby crossed his arms over his chest "So there's no chance for reconcilliation?" Jubilee grabed Bobby's neck from behind
"Enough with the question's bone head don't you know how to mind your own business?" Bobby screamed when she pinched him
"Oh and you do?!" he said as they walked away.
Jean shook her head "Kids" she said simply.
"Robert is hardly a child Jean" Storm said in reply. At 19 he was
considered by most to be a an. Go Figure.
"So have you put some more thought into what you thought about the other day" Jean countinued. Ororo took a deep breatth and shoved her soft hand through the curl of her hair.....
"I don't know" she said honestly. "I beleive there is a good chance that I will leave the mansion, Jean I will tell you......What happened is supposed to be private....I don't think I can handel......this" She gestured toward the goup in fornt of her the goup she had known as her friends since she was 17. Jean turned to her friend a calm look in her eyes
"You have to ignore Bobby he's---"
"It is not about Robert, Jean it's about privacy, and I don't have that here...I need a place of my own. A place where I don't have to worry about being blown up, or taken to some island as a slave because of who I am. I've done it long enough and I just-----I can't do it any more" Jean pursed her lips
"Storm I don't want you to go---"
"First up!" Scott yelled over the loud chatter in the room. "Hand to hand combat you will face your opponent as you would any other. The match ca only be won but defeat or foriet. The computer will pick you oppenent for you, and there is no negotiating" he adjusted his sun glasses. "Computer choose X-men oppenents for training session Level 9" the lights above them suddenly brightened as it would on a foot ball field, and all except Cyclops squiented at the sudden brightness. The electronic voice of the computer filled the room
"COMPUTER SCAN ACTIVE. COMPUTER HAS CHOSEN XAVIER STUDENT 5X98E10 NAME ORORO MONROE CODE STORM .VS. XAVIER STUDENT 1A479FH NAME LOGAN CODE WOLVERINE. SET FOR COMBAT TRAINING LEVEL 9 ENJOY YOUR MATCH"
The X-men shook their heads in disbelief "Of all the luck" Bobby mumbled. "Dis not gone be pretty chere" Gambit whipered into Rouges ear.
Scott clapped his hands together "OK clear the deck people" Scott lead them all to the control room where they would stand by and watch. Jean gave her friend a comforting pat on her shoulder and followed the rest of the X-men to safety.
Fugures....Logan thought. If it hadn't been for the fact that this would be his only chance to talk to her he would have forfiet the match in the begining...but the look in her eyes....They read as if she was looking forward to the fight. He wouldn't harm her in any way. If beating the hell out of him was what she needed to move past his mistake then so be it.
Storm bit her lip and began to stretch.
"How've you been?" he asked as they stood dead center of the room.
Storm said nothing looking him straight in the eyes her intent very clear...he had never seen her this way before. Logan should have been discouraged but he wasn't "It's really good seein' you Storm. You've been a hard person to get hold of for the last few days." He looked her over "I always liked the way you look with you hair down." In reply Storm tore tha hanging rubber band from her wrist and proceeded to tie her silk like locks into a tight pony tail.
Better--she thought.
The Computer began to speak again "COUNTER SET FOR 10 MINUTES"
"I aint' gonna fight you Storm I just want to talk"
"We're not fighting Logan" she said in an icey voice "We're training-- -besides talk is cheap" Storm positioned herself in her fighting stance
"It dosn't have to be this way Storm" Logan said finally. Ororo didn't hesitate her breath caught as she lunged for him. Logan ducked the bottom of her sneaker that came dagerously close to his face only to be taken by suprise when his feet swept from under him. Logan rolled away to avoid the kick that came plunging toward his chest....God she was fast and good at what she did. Now on his feet Logan deflected her punch in protest and swung her around so that he held her in the circle of his arms.
"I don't want to loose you" he whispered into her ear. Even more enraged now Storm stomped her foot into his own and flipped him over her shoulder when he cowered in pain.
"Damnitt!" he yelled getting to his feet. When he turned to Storm
she was once again in the fighting position
"Fight back!" She demanded.
"No!" he said in a force ful tone becoming more and more impatient
with her stubborness. Storm lunged toward her former lover for the second time and he quickly moved from her reach. On pure instince Storm folded herself into a back flip swinging her fist which blindingly connected with his jaw. Logan felt his world shake for a moment and stummbled away from her. Before he could see straight again she came at him slamming her fist into his face and stomach. Some how Logan got hold of her wrists, and despite the fact that he was sore and out of breath he tried to control her.....but how did you control a storm?
"I don't know what else to say---I'm sorry darlin. I don't want to loose you" he groaned winceing at the pain.
"Fight back!" she demanded again tears fillinf her eyes Storm reared back throwing her leg in between them the soul of her sneaker slamming hard against his chin. Logan's teeth clamped down on his tounge......... he could take blood now and the bitter flavor almost made him choke.
"I wasn't yours to loose in the first place Logan! Now Fight Back!"
thunder cracked inside the room shaking the walls...and Scott inside the control room prepared to push the abort button. It began to rain. Thick clouds filled the ceiling of the room as if it were on fire. The rain fell from above like heavy tears and Logan noticed that they tasted like salt. They were Storm's tears, all her pain, her humiliation...every thing. Storm stepped out into a round off kick shoving Logan against the near wall. Noteing what she was preparing to do Scott slammed his fist against the Abort button and the room turned red with light the abort alarm came thundering into her ears yet it was not enough to bring Storm back to reality. Her arms exstened to either side and her feet rose from the ground. Logan holding his chest in pain prepared himself for the worse...closing his eyes.
Nothing.
The worse did not come. Instead he could smell her closeness and opened his eyes to Ororo's face...soaked in tears and her hair matted by the rain...and the room was clear. Her body trembled and her lip tightened "I was never yours" she whispered. Logan standing straight now, back against the wall opened his mouth to speak. Storm smashed her fist against his face the action nubing her finger's. Logan fell to the floor blood dripping from his mouth....unconscious Storm turned and began to leave the roomaway holding her hand....She needed some ice.
~~~ To Next Chapter => ~~~
All content and characters are trademark and © of their respective owners.