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 Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 4:32 pm
"SCOTT!"
Jean screamed, as she watched him collapse to the floor. She hit the coffee cup with her hand by accident as it went flailing off the table, making contact with the floor shattering into pieces.
She followed him to the floor, placing her hands delicately along his temple. Checking him out mentally from head to toe.
"Scott! Talk to me."
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 6:41 pm
Scott opened his eyes. He was standing in front of the Professor. Scott quickly rose to his feet.
"Professor it's-"
X: "Your not here, Scott. Neither am I."
"I don't understand."
X: "This is your subconscious"
"Professor, I-"
X: "I know what your going to say, Scott, and it isn't your fault. In time you will find out my fate. But, that is not why I am speaking to you."
"I thought you wasn't here. So it doesn't really matter."
X: "I suppose so. What else have I taught you?"
"Fine, I'm all ears."
Scott sits down next to him.
X: "Your working yourself too hard."
"It's not easy with you gone."
X: "I molded you into a leader. Stress comes with the job, but the human body can only take so much. What would you have done if you were on the field?"
Scott looked down at his feet. He was right.
X: "What about.. Jean?"
"Your right, sir."
X: "Rest now my friend. My student."
"I will find you."
X: "Genosha..."
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Scott woke up in a cold sweat. He was in his room. He looked around. Jean wasn't there. He stood up and popped his back. He took a step and looked outside the door. It was quiet. Too quiet.
"Hello? Anyone there?"
He looked around. The ceiling started to come up.
Sentinel: "Halt Mutant!"
"Don't think so.."
He took his visor off and nothing happen. The Sentinel reached down and grabbed him. Scott screamed, but no one heard him.
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In reality, Scott laid next to Jean still on the War Room floor. His body has shut down on him. He had fatigued himself to the point of passing out. His breath were short and his heart raced. The nightmare and dreams kept creeping over him.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:35 pm
~Storm walked in, in time to hear that It had to do with Norman and Daken.~
Storm: I knew something didn't sit well with that child.
~She looks over at Wolverine.~
Storm: Sorry Logan he just... it didn't sit well with me.
~She watched at Scott fell down~
Storm: We should get him to the med lab!
~She says with command.~
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:50 pm
He looked to Scott, then to Storm. He aint one of us, never will be. His ties to this Dark Avenger group has seen to that. I asked him, a couple of times. He stopped to think of the fights they have had already. The talks didnt go too well. What do you suppose we do, that is if you are feeling alright, One Eye. He addressed Scott on the floor.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:57 pm
Scott doesn't reply. He lays there still motionless.
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:57 pm
Storm: Logan I think he's comatose. We need to get him to the med lab.
~She says with a nod.~
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Posted: Wed Sep 09, 2009 9:59 pm
Logan buzzes the door open and motions to Storm. I'll carry him, sister. He syas as he scoops Scott up and carries him from the War Room, down the hall and to the Med Bay.
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