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Sugar Kane stood by the window of a borrowed downtown apartment. The
messenger would be coming soon. She finished the bottle she was drinking.
She glared at the bottle and made a three point shot into the trashcan.
Yippee three imaginary points for her. She was stressed out so she decided
to sit down and either practice one of the songs written for her or write a
song of her own. Considering the present circumstances she decided to write
one of her own.
I close my eyes and I can see your face
No matter the day, the time or the place.
You can make me smile wherever I am.
Even when the world doesn’t give a damn.
I wish to be with you instead of here.
But that wasn’t in the cards I fear.
You make me strong when I am weak
You’re my wild when I’m on a losing streak.
When I fall you give me wings to fly,
And I will love you until the day I die.
You are the true healing to my pain,
And I’d do anything to hold you again.
But the monster can take you away,
So away from you, I know I must stay.
The truth sears through me like a knife
You are better off without me in your life.
But no matter what I say or do,
With all my heart I still love you.
Doing that always helped her take care of tension especially lately. Sim
continued to be afraid everything would all go under with her mutant lover
and that they’d all lose everything. Not that she gave a crap if they did
or didn’t. She was nothing more than their little doll playing dress up to
be what she wasn’t and it was getting tiring. Maybe deep inside she did
want it to all be over. To put Sugar in the closet and go on with another
life. Maybe one day it could be the identity she once left behind. With
that thought she picked up the empty bottles and threw them all away. She
was tired of the image she was supposed to show on stage. And the even
faker image she was supposed to show off stage. She forced herself to throw
up the booze she had consumed. She rinsed out her mouth, and ate a
sandwich. The only person she worked with that she could trust was Terry
Banks. The assistant and choreographer who looked after her and made sure
she looked good on stage. All the others were just in it for the money and
would probably stab her in the back the first chance they got. Terry was
really her friend, and probably would remain so even after they fell on
their faces. If it wasn’t for Terry she probably would have told Sim to
kiss it months ago. Jon was also a good friend; she had the suspicion that
he had once wanted to be in the business she was in. That is probably what
originally attracted him to her. There wasn’t anything extreme between them.
She had handcuffed him and they had some kinky foreplay not long after she
had first met him. Then she gave him a back massage and left. What
relationship and friendship they had she was glad to have. It wasn’t long
before she heard a knock on the door. Then came the code she knew it was
it. She did the return code and pushed the envelope she prepared the night
before under the door. In return was a manila envelope Sugar snatched it up
eagerly and turned her attention to the envelope’s precious contents.
Jono and Terry sat at the restaurant looking for any sign of Sugar. She
was late for their lunch appointment. Terry had succeeded in convincing
Jono to wrap himself up for the lunch appointment. "I know you don’t like
it," Terry had told him, "but we are going to have one heck of a time
convincing the waiters that you won’t set fire to every flammable article in
the place. Sugar won’t go without you, and I agree with her. You have
every right to be with her anywhere you choose. However many people are not
as comfortable with you walking around unwrapped as Sugar and I are. They
don’t realize you have the control you do. You understand what I am saying
I hope?" Jonothan understood and sighed {I do really hate this you know,
but I‘ll do it for you and Sugar this once.} Terry nodded and smiled;
"it’s all I ask Jon." So now Jonathan Starsmore found himself bandaged once
again like a burn victim and dressed up like a doll. {May I see that?} He
asked Terry who handed over the cell phone. Jono knew he couldn’t use it
the same as Terry did, but he could punch in a code to Sugar’s beeper that
would make her pick up no matter what it was she was doing. Jono was right,
moments after the code Sugar called and Terry reminded her she was late.
She swore, she had completely forgotten about the appointment apologized and
said she’d be over in the Gremlin as soon as possible. The Gremlin? Where
on earth would she go in the Gremlin? He had nicknamed the old green car
that because it was the ugliest and strangest little car Jono had ever seen
in his life. He never knew why Sugar kept that old car, but it worked
better than he ever thought it would. Anyway Sugar had the Gremlin and was
on her way. Good to her word she had arrived just as she said she would.
"About time you got here Sugar." Said Sim. "You had us waiting for you for
almost a half-hour." It had only been fifteen minutes. Jono decided he
really didn’t like Sugar’s manager. "I’m sorry," Sugar was saying.
"Something came up alright?" Her manager glared and said something about
ordering lunch. Which they did after the manager argued with Sugar for ten
minutes about her order. Terry settled the argument and Sugar was able to
get what she had wanted. After lunch Jon and Sugar were talking. {Is
something wrong?} He asked her. "I’m fine." {Are you sure? If you ever want
to talk, I’m all ears.} For a moment Sugar was tempted to lay all her
problems at Jon’s feet, but that would endanger someone that only wanted to
help her and be her friend. Sugar shook her head. "Really Jon, I’m fine,
you don’t have to worry." Jon shrugged and hugged her close to him. Sugar
felt bad about lying to him, but the truth was worse. Sugar had the day
free so they went to the movies. She tried to bury her problems by just
watching the movie and being in Jon’s arms. Usually that worked, but today
she felt a dark shadow was following her. Every time she looked over her
shoulder she saw nothing, but she couldn’t shake the feeling. The feeling
she was being followed and hunted.
After dropping Jon off, Sugar went back to her apartment. When she got
there she saw a wrapped package with a ribbon in front of her door. She
gently un-wrapped the package as she opened the box a smell overwhelmed her.
Inside the box was a dead gory tomcat. Sugar took the box outside and
buried the animal. She groaned softly, if this was someone’s idea of a
joke, she wasn’t laughing. When she got into her apartment there were
bouquets of flowers laying around except they were all black roses and black
lilies. Not exactly good sign unless someone was using her apartment for a
funeral hall and nobody told her. She turned on the radio "I’ll be watching
you." by the police began to play. She was going to shut the radio off,
when the phone rang. "Hello, 'little kitten' how’s it going?" Asked an
all too familiar voice on the other end. Using some Spanish she learned in
10th grade, she convinced her caller he had the wrong number, and hung up.
She curled up in a ball with a sigh of relief.
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He was at a bar with Icicle and the Elf when he saw Jonothan and his
'tuneless songbird', as Bobby had dubbed her, leaving a restaurant, and get
into a weird looking green car. As he was shaking his head in disbelief.
He saw another car pull out of an alley, it was trailing theirs. Just for
the heck of it he decided to follow, to see what that car was up to. After
a few minutes the car pulled into an alley and Wolverine watched the man get
out and go into an apartment building. Wolverine followed him to Sugar
Kane’s apartment. He popped the lock and went in. He opened a box and
spread black lilies and black roses around the place. Then left a box by
the door and left the apartment. Wolverine didn’t know exactly what this
guy was up to, but whatever it was Chamber’s girl could be in deep trouble.
He decided to wait to see how Sugar reacted to all this.
When Sugar was sure she had her wits about her, she put all the flowers in
water. Then she turned off the radio, and put on a tape. Then took out a
punching bag and began walloping the heck out of the thing. It wasn’t over,
as much as she wanted it to be. She was surprised when she heard a tapping
at her window. She grabbed a bat and went to the source of the noise. On
her balcony was a complete stranger. But there was something that was
unusual about this man. Like, he was on a balcony that was a story and a
half in the air and there were no trees. So how he got up there was a
mystery. But then he did something odd, he took out a small box and on it
was a symbol that Jon had told her about. It was the symbol of people he
called the X-men. From what he had told her it was safe to let this man in.
"You’re with the X-men, huh?" She asked opening the door. "Yep," He
answered walking inside. "So what brings you here?" she asked him. "You
had an unusual visitor." He answered. "Unless people break into your
apartment leaving funeral arrangements and dead cats on a regular basis."
She shrugged, "And this interests you why?" Sugar asked. "He also followed
you and Jonothan around today." Logan continued. "Well, far enough
behind that you couldn’t tell. I was following him." Then Wolverine looked
in her eyes. They held secrets and she was wasn’t the dimwit they tried to
pass her off as either. "I think you know what this leads up to. You’re
just not going to say it, because that means telling me something else.
Something that you don’t want tell me or anyone else."
"This is not why you came to my balcony. So tell me, Why are you here?"
"You tell me. Who was that guy?"
"Don’t know."
"Not even a guess?"
"No."
"We both know something is up, and it’s something you don’t want to talk
about." He handed her a card with the number he and the others were at on
it. "When you feel like talking, call me." He started to leave when she
asked. "Why?" He looked at her with a question in his eyes. "Do you care?"
She finished. "Think about that, and when we talk again, you can tell
me."
"What makes you think will talk again?" she asked him. "Trust me." He
answered. She opened the front door. "I suggest the stairs; they are
easier and safer." She told him. He left.
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It had been two months since they left school and Snow Valley Massachusetts
far behind them. They were Angelo and Jubilee now Ricky and Angie Morales
(Adopted brother and sister). They found a place to crash and 'Ricky'
worked at a car dealership and 'Angie' worked at a restaraunt. Right now,
Jubilee was doing one of the last things Angelo ever thought he’d catch her
doing. She was reading the newspaper and it wasn’t the movie listings or
the funnies either. "Last night’s little agenda actually made it into the
paper." She told her partner in crime. "I bet our little buddies aren‘t too
happy." Last night they had literally made a clean out of some bank
accounts that belonged to the aforementioned evils. "Really?"
"Yep, all parties had to file for bankruptcy this morning." Jubilee
answered. She made a slight frown as he took a can out of the refrigerator.
"Not for breakfast you don’t."
"Relax, its only Root beer." He answered. "Not for breakfast you don’t."
She repeated. He sighed and put it back. "You’re really cramping my style,
chica."
"I’m sorry if your majesty of junk food is displeased." Jubilee retorted.
"I made eggs; they are over there." She pointed to the plate of eggs at his
place. "Don’t worry I didn’t use Emma’s recipe." (See Generation X
Onslaught Impact part 2 for details.) "Am I in the right apartment?" He
asked.
"Very funny, 'big brother'." She answered. "Now eat." He sat down and ate
the eggs. Which he liked to his great surprise. She then handed him a
glass of liquid. "Drink this it will get rid of any aftereffects of Mike’s
Triple Irish coffee Mocha." He gave her a questioning look. "You’re
forgetting my past company now drink up." Angelo was wise enough to do as
she told him too. "'So what are we going to do tonight, Brain?'" Asked
Angelo.
"'Same thing we do every night, Pinky'" Answered Jubilee "Make life heck for
the FOH Nazis on 324 Wind Hill Drive."
"Okay, and in what inventive way will we do that?"
"I am still thinking about that." She answered and turned the page.
"BLAST!!"
Angelo nearly did his imitation of a water fountain. "What? What?" He
asked. "There was a robbery at the museum last night." She answered. "Okay,
but did you need to raise my heart rate for that?"
"You really don't get it do you? They're still out there. The major
contributors went bankrupt sending them elsewhere for cash flow. They'll
either make exchanges or sell that stuff on the black market. Either way
they've got their cash for that new shipment they've been waiting for."
"So what do you suggest? Make a raid on the warehouse tonight?" Jubilee
nodded her face was grim. Angelo handed her the rest of his coffee from
Mike. "You look like you need this more than I do."
"I’m a minor, Angelo."
"You mean in all your times with the "X-men" you never.." She shook her
head.
"Alrighty then." Said Angelo. She took the cup and poured the last quarter
of the cup down the sink. "You don't need it either." Angelo sighed, and
stared up at the ceiling. "Why me?" he asked it.
"Hey, you chose to come with me." Jubilee replied. Angelo groaned, "You
were never this way at the school."
[Meaning what Angelo?] Jubilee asked in Spanish. "See what I mean?" He
asked the ceiling. Jubilee took that as her signal to go to work.
When Jubilee came home, Angelo was waiting for her. "Well. how did it go
at work today?" He asked. Jubilee handed him her apron and sat down on the
couch. She then proceeded to take off her shoes and rub her feet. "That bad
huh?" Angelo asked. "You tell me." She replied pointing to the apron
pockets. Angelo emptied the pockets. The tablet she wrote her orders on
was considerably smaller for one thing. He also found two red yoyos; three
sticks of gum a pack of Cigarettes and $85.45. "Not so awful." He answered,
"but what’s with the yoyos the gum and the smokes?"
"Don't ask." Angelo put the contents of the apron back in the pockets. As
he did he happened to look at his wristwatch. Jubilee had put something in
it that helped him control his skin. Which had been a curse for a long time
because of the migraines that had come from using his power. Now with the
help of Jubilee's little gift, he was able to use and control his powers
with no migraines whatsoever which was in it's self a miracle. He decided
to never ask how she got such a device together. He figured he was better
off without the details. It was another piece of evidence of how much
Jubilee had changed since they left the school. Sometimes he wondered how
much of it had to do with Everett's death, but he knew better than to ask
about it. "What time is this rally you mentioned?" Angelo asked.
"Eight-thirty." Jubilee answered. "And where are Angie and Ricky going to
be seen tonight?" Jubilee showed him a flyer one of her co-workers gave her
for a Karaoke dinner that night. "We'll see what we can manage." Said
Angelo.
That night at 6:00pm Ricky and Angie Morales were at the Karaoke dinner.
They were having a pretty good time. Then out of the blue 'Ricky' found
himself talked into singing on the stage. He ended up singing "Living La
Vida Loca." 'Angie' never knew her 'brother' could sing so well. "Wow,
that guy’s pretty good." said the girl dancing next to her. "Yeah, I
know." 'Angie' replied. About forty minutes later 'Angie' found herself
singing "I Want You Back". She tried not to think of Everett. In a matter
of speaking, she did want him back. Alive and messing with her mind even
though she didn’t have a chance. Unless Monet got ran over by a tank or
something. 'Ricky' was watching as 'Angie' sang and saw the tears starting
to sting her eyes, but so far she wasn’t crying. He could tell right off.
At the sane tune he cursed Adrienne Frost, because he knew what his friend
was really thinking about while she was singing on that stage. While the
artist that performed the song was talking about a girlfriend they broke up
with. She was singing about a friend of theirs that they lost when that
psychotic witch set a bomb in their school. Everett, Jubilee’s best
friend, was killed in the explosion trying to give everyone else time to get
out alive. There were days he cursed Everett for his good heartedness.
Watching Jubilee sing Angelo knew that he would do anything to bring Jubilee
her best friend back. After this warehouse raid was over, they should go
to where Everett was buried and visit him. On a less serious note, Jubilee
was doing real well with the song, and no one else there knew her well
enough to know that she was fighting tears. When she was done singing she
went down to Angelo. . "Are you alright?" He asked her gently with
concern clearly in his eyes and his voice. "I’ll be fine, Angelo." She
said, "We have work to do," and then she disappeared out the back door.
Angelo sighed and looked up and the ceiling as if asking for strength from a
greater power. "I’m being punished aren’t I?" He asked, and followed his
teammate out the door.
It was dark and rainy, when they got to the warehouse. Jubilee made
short work of the alarm system by using her powers to short it out.
Although, she also ended up frying the entire breaker box in the process.
Angelo then brought out two industrial size flashlights, which Jubilee
joked, could double as clubs to fight of the enemy if need be. They found
what they were looking for, but as they were finishing cleaning the whole
place out some of the security guards returned back from the rally to check
out the warehouse. Jubilee told Angelo to make a break for it and held
them off using her pyrotechnics to make the guns explode in the guards’
hands. After that she lost any of the guards that were trying to tail her
and met up with Angelo at the dock. All the time not noticing the bizarre
amulet that had fallen into the pocket of her coat. She went to the bridge
where Angelo was sure to pass under and then she signaled him. He
acknowledged and she leapt off the bridge, he shot up his fingers to catch
her. Then he reeled her into the boat. He was relieved she was alright
and said "Chica, is it a goal in your life for me to die of cardiac arrest?"
"Of course not, why would there be?"
"You seem to have this thing about giving me a near heart attacks during the
day." He replied. "I know you would catch me, Angelo. I'd trust you with
my life."She answered. "Are you sure that's a good idea?" He asked her.
"Don't you trust you with my life?" She asked back. "Yeah, sorta, it's just
that there is always the chance that I'll screw up and have to go into
hiding from Freddy Kruger's short feral cousin." Angelo said. "Not funny."
Jubilee said.
"I am serious; he would be just like Freddy Krueger if he thought I was
involved with you getting harmed." As Jubilee thought about that they
sailed on.
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Sugar Kane was performing at a practice concert with a live audience when
she decided to sing a song she had been working on solo.
Now seems the winds are beginning to change,
And the path the stars show has rearranged.
These are the signs that help you to know.
That it’s time to pack your bags and go
Put on your mask, it is time for a change,
Put on your mask, your story will rearrange.
Put on your mask, it will hide your tears,
Brought on by all your pain and fears
The weather is starting to grow colder
Don’t forget to look over your shoulder
Your time to play in the sun is gone,
Time for your journey to continue on.
Put on your mask, you’re still all alone,
Here on your own, you face the unknown
Put on your mask, no one will ever know,
Put on your mask, and the pain won’t show.
But as you place this mask back on its shelf,
Isn’t funny how you go behind your true self?
With this and all the other masks that you wear,
Are you ever going to find your place anywhere?
Can you ever face the truth and destroy the past?
Will you ever find the way to be yourself at last?
When she was done it was obvious that she had surprised everyone in the room
with the spontaneous song. Good thing, Sim wasn't here he would probably
get upset with her for what she just did. She looked out into the audience
and saw the man that visited her balcony last night. What was he doing here
anyway? When she looked again, he was nowhere to be seen. "Sugar," the
coordinator of the practice began, "do you have any music for that song? It
was good all by yourself, but it may be better with accompaniment," She
handed him the music. The practice was over so she headed for the gym. When
Sugar got there she found a box waiting for her. That was odd, what could
it be? She opened it and nearly dropped it in disgust. Inside were the
heads of Sim and his two main bodyguards who had looked after Sugar on
occasion. Inside Sim's mouth was a note; she pried it out and read it.
"There is a time to live and a time to die, A time to tell the truth and a
time to lie. The lies are all over and done. And this is a game that can't
be won. Give up it's all over, you and the spawn are mine now." Sugar put
down the box, and picked up the phone. She dialed Terry's number, Terry
fortunately was home. "Terry pack some clothes, get Jon and have him do the
same, meet me a Joe's Diner and Tavern." She then hung up. Then she dialed
the number the man had given her. Luckily he was the one to pick up.
"There's trouble meet me at Joe's Dinner and Tavern, I'll explain there.
She hung up again. Then she called a number she rarely ever called. "Sara
it's me, you know what do. If I walk away from this, I'll call you again.
If I don't call within 72 hours you know what to do." Then she hung up
again. This afternoon would be very interesting indeed. She just entered a
game of high stakes with a desperate monster in which anything went. This
wasn't going to be a picnic.
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Jubilee and Angelo had dropped off the boat in a safe place and were
driving when Jubilee saw a F.O.H van in front of them. For a reason she
couldn't explain she got a bad feeling about what they were up to.
"Follow them, Angelo."
"Any particular reason, chica?"
"Just do it, I got a feeling it would be bad news if we didn't."
"Very well, here we go." Jubilee melted the tires with her pyrotechnics and
they got out of the car and attacked the four guards and driver of the van.
As Angelo tied them up, Jubilee opened the back and saw a coffin that from
the marks on it had been dug up from where it was lying in the ground. "Who
do you think are in this?" Angelo asked.
"Dead mutant, probably." Jubilee answered him. "Probably buried in the same
cemetery, as humans and they wouldn't allow that." She reached down in her
coat pocket and felt the amulet that lay inside. As she felt it she went
over to the coffin. "Could you give me a hand with this?" She asked Angelo.
He looked at her oddly, but did as she asked.
She was right, lying within the coffin was their friend Everett Thomas
A.K.A.: Synch. Without a pause almost if ordered by something else Jubilee
took off the jacket and baseball cap she was wearing and put them on him.
She removed the referee like whistle from the pocket and put it in his
mouth. Then put the amulet on him, she cut her palm and Everett’s and put
them on the amulet. Just then a shower of light, and the body of their
friend and teammate floated up in the air, a beating was heard like the
beating of a human heart a light shone on Everett’s chest signifying that it
was his heart beating. Then light went all through his body renewing the
use of bodily organs and functions. The light then faded and Everett was
standing up with his eyes open, and he was breathing. "Madre De Dios."
Angelo breathed in shock and amazement. "Everett?" Jubilee asked
"What in the name of all that is logical and holy just happen?" Everett
asked. "You had a near death experience." Angelo told him. Everett looked
around him; "I get the feeling we aren’t in Kansas anymore. So it couldn’t
be a near death experience." Jubilee just hugged Everett hard. Angelo
decided to stop trying to explain what was happening and hugged Everett as
well. "Ah, guys, oxygen becoming an issue here." They let go of him quickly.
"We probably should get you and our selves out of here." Said Angelo.
"We can talk about this at the apartment." They got into the car and drove
to the Morales homestead.
Back at the apartment the three friends sat in the living room and caught
up on life and everything. "So you live here?" Everett asked. "Yeah,"
Angelo answered. "Not bad is it?" Everett looked the entire apartment over.
"Not a bad set up." Everett answered looking around. "Would you like
anything to eat?" Jubilee asked. Everett mentioned a take out pizza with
some toppings that he preferred. "Done." Jubilee said and made the call.
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True to her word to both parties, Sugar was waiting at Joe’s Diner and
Tavern. While Jon and Terry waited in the parking lot, Sugar waited for the
strange man inside. The strange man showed up right on time. "What is this
about?" He asked her. "There are two people in that car outside. I need
you to get them to where they will be safe. I have some unpleasant business
to attend to." She got up and walked out. Logan sat there in a bit of shock
then he found some paper that Sugar had dropped.
What am I? I’m a jumble of mistakes,
Despite all the retakes you may make.
I am nothing, really nothing at all,
I am a shadow taking a long fall
I am just a screw up, a tangled mess of DNA,
Nothing to give and nothing left to take away.
At times all I can feel is dark and cold,
As the winds pass and time grows old
Is it the jagged pill or the stinging knife,
That snuffs out the dying light of my life?
Some nights I hear the dark winds howl,
And not far off the night demons growl.
This doesn’t scare me in the least,
I was already one horror’s feast.
Ever since that night things weren’t the same,
Some nights the only warmth is a candle’s flame.
I can have no relief from the memories.
I have surrendered all hope of being free
There are still nights that I feel the touch,
That had scorched me so very much.
I am going down a path few would understand,
When I reached for help no one took my hand.
Whenever the nights grow long and colder.
I find myself looking back over my shoulder.
Memories of his touch fill me with dread,
I would rather have him before me dead.
Incased in a coffin of re-enforced lead.
So when the morning finally arrives,
I no longer have to lower my eyes.
I know I can become so much more,
So I wonder what is kept in store.
What does the future hold for me?
Just beyond that sapphire blue sea?
He smelled the ink on the paper, it was five to six years in fact. He
didn’t really like the looks of all this. He walked outside and saw
Chamber and Terry Banks waiting for him in the car. "Looks like you two
are coming with me," He told them "It’s Miss Cane’s orders." Chamber seemed
to not like the idea, but Banks went along with Logan easily. "It’s for
the best, Jon." Terry said to Chamber. "I just have this bad feeling."
Chamber muttered. "Ditto." Logan answered. "Let’s go.."
Everett had fought the issue, but Jubilee wouldn’t budge, Everett was going
to see a doctor to make sure that he was alright. "This isn’t necessary."
He had told her, but in the end he got a check up by the doctor and given a
clean bill of health. "Happy?" He asked Jubilee. She made no reply,
"Relax man," Angelo suggested to Everett.
"She was just concerned about you. It’s not every day someone returns from
the dead on you. It takes it’s toll on both parties you know." Everett
found it almost strange that Angelo had taken Jubilee’s side, and by the
look on Jubilee’s face she was as surprised as Everett. However, neither
said anything to Angelo. As they drove home Everett ran over the last
twenty four hours in his head. Something was definitely up with Angelo and
when they got back he was going to find out what. After they had arrived
back at the apartment Everett asked Angelo if they could talk. To which
Angelo agreed and he turned down the music he was listening too. "Is
everything alright?" Everett asked. "Couldn’t be better was the reply."
Everett had his doubts and said so. "Somehow the way you’ve been acting
seems odd." He told Angelo. As he said this the prelude of another song
came on. "Et tu stereo disc player?" Angelo asked his once faithful
appliance and shut it off. Everett knew he was right then and went right
for the jugular. "What are you not talking about, Angelo?" He asked and
turned the radio back on. The song that followed clued Everett into what he
wanted to know. "I can’t stand to see it no more you’ve been living with
the goddess, but you treat her like a slave.." And as "I’m going love her
for both of us." continued to play. Everett got a good idea what was going
on. "You are in love with Jubilee/Angie, aren’t you? And somehow I stand
in the way of that."
"I don’t know what you are talking about." Said Angelo. "Yes you do,"
Everett retorted. " Jubilee had a crush on me for a while and I ignored it.
You want her for your own, but I still stand in the way. In one way or
another." Angelo shook his head as if trying to say Everett had lost his
mind. "Deny it all you want, Angelo." Everett said, "But you know it’s
true." He then left the room leaving Angelo to mull it all over.
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Sugar drove to Sim’s office hoping she could find the evidence to what she
already knew. As she went in she found that she was right. There was
Sim’s body on the floor, minus a head. The bodies of the two bodyguards
were there as well. She looked at some papers on the desk and found
something odd., but before she could get a better look something grabbed her
from behind. "Hello my 'little Kitten'," said an all too familiar voice.
"Are you ready to play old times?" She tried to struggle, but her efforts
only received laughs from her captor. "You were always the playful one." He
told her and then he chloroformed her. She slumped into his arms and he
laughed, all was going according to plan. Now if only he could get his
hands on that demon spawn all would be right with his world. It was time to
set phase two into motion.
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As Terry drove the three of them to Sim’s office, breaking about every
courteous road rule on the way. Wolverine contacted Iceman and
NightCrawler. "We got something interesting going on here, meet us at.." He
looked at Terry. "What’s the address at Sid’s building?" Terry told him
and he relayed it to Iceman and hung up.
"So any idea what this is all about?" Terry asked Wolverine. "It has
something to do with what happened in her past." Wolverine explained. "I
have reason to suspect that she was a victim of molestation when she was
young.
Probably her foster father, she ran away and he has been tracking her and
now is going to get her back."
"How do you know all this?" Terry asked. "It’s mostly speculation, but
one thing is sure. That girl is in a heap of trouble and it has followed
her all the way here. It will not stop until it has her back." At that
point Terry put the pedal to the medal and they arrive there within fifteen
minutes. They ran into the office and found the three bodies and a rag
laying on the rug. "Chloroform." Said Wolverine, "But I got her scent once
back up gets here we’ll be on our way." As they got outside Kurt and Bobby
arrived. "We gotta get moving, Sugar just got kidnapped and she’s in a
load of trouble." Said Terry. The three of them got into Bobby and Kurt’s
rented van and left.
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Jubilee had just arrived at work, it seemed like it was going to be a
normal day. Just then a guy broke in with a gun. "Alright everyone get
down! I have a score to settle here. Stay outta my way and no one gets
hurt!"
He grabbed Jubilee "You’re my reassurance no one gets in my way." He told
her. She slugged him, and kicked him at the same time. He went down his
gun exploded getting both of them. "Someone get an ambulance!" Someone
shouted .
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With Wolverine’s help they found the warehouse Sugar’s kidnapper went with
no problem. "Kurt, you go in and get Sugar to safety. Bobby you and
Chamber break the door down, once Kurt gets her out here. You," He said to
Terry. "Stay in the car." They all nodded and got to their assignments.
All went without a hitch, except..
After Wolverine stopped Chamber from burning the creep to a crisp a young
girl no older than five or six years old walked into the door way. "Who
is that?" Asked Bobby. He tried to get the girl but she pushed him a way
with a wave of her hand. "Uh, guys... something strange is happening
here." The girl went towards, Alan Smaltz, the true identity of Sugar’s
kidnapper. "You hurt mommy, you are not very nice." She told the man, he
screamed as her eyes glowed and his eyes went blank. "What did she do?"
Bobby asked Logan. "He hurt mommy, now he knows what it is like to be
hurt." The girl answered. "She is making him experience everything he put
his victims through." Logan explained to the others. "The little tyke seems
to have both telepathic and telekinetic abilities, and at levels unusual for
one so young." To give them more stuff to ponder the little girl went to
Chamber and hugged him. Chamber didn’t even have the time to turn down his
flame when she hugged him. "She’s fine Chamber carry her out of here."
Said Wolverine. They went outside to see Sugar and Night Crawler. At the
sight of the little girl she openned her arms and said "Come here, sweetie."
The little girl jumped down from Chamber and ran to hug Sugar. Night
Crawler looked confused. "Where did she come from?"
"Young mutant, telepath/telekinetic, we don’t know." Answered Bobby.
"I always hoped this day would come." Said a voice behind them. They turned
and saw the elderly midwife that ran the herbal shop that was two blocks
from apartment that Kurt, Bobby, and Logan had been sharing.
"I trust you find mother and child in good health, father?" She asked Kurt.
"I haven’t had time to do a through examination, but from what I can tell
they are fine." {Mother and daughter!?} asked Chamber. "Kara is my
daughter, Jon." answered Sugar. "The jerk in there raped her!?" asked Bobby.
Just then there was a flash.
"That was a camera." Said Bobby.
"No kidding Sherlock." Said Logan. "Let’s split." They got into the van
and took off. Kurt turned on the radio.
"Just in on 'Rumor Hotline' It appears a mutant lover isn’t the only odd
thing connected to teen pop star Sugar Kane. It would seem she also has a
mutant daughter that she has been keeping out of the public eye. The love
child of the exact mutant she’s been seeing? Or is her current mutant beau
just another link on a long line of mutant suitor and various men all which
could be the father? Or is are darling Sugar Kane a mutant? Is Sugar
pregnant with her current lover? Is she merely a mutant baby making
machine? You’ll hear it all on 'Rumor Hotline' first."
"Just turn that off." Said Sugar, "Let’s spare Kara all this trash."
"I’m sorry." Said Wolverine. Sugar shrugged "It was going to happen
sometime." She told him.
"Where to now?" Asked Bobby, who was driving.
"Anywhere, but here." Said Sugar. "We can work out the details later."
There was a beeping.
"Logan, I think that is you." Said Kurt. Logan brought out the pager.
"We got to go to California," Said Logan "Now." {Is it Jubilee and Angelo?}
Asked Chamber. Logan nodded, "She’s in the hospital let’s go." Kurt drove
to the air hanger.
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When Jubilee woke up she was lying in a hospital bed with all types of
monitors connected to her. "What happened.?" She asked out loud.
"You’re alive for one." Said the young man next to her. "Angelo." She
barely recognized him. "Really getting a hold of that gizmo I gave you
huh?" He didn’t answer he just kissed her. "Don’t scare me like that
again." He told her . "Are you trying to tell me something?" Jubilee asked.
Angelo kissed her again longer. This time she kissed him back. Everett
looked in when they had stopped talking and smiled. "About time." He
whispered . Just then he saw Wolverine, with Iceman NightCrawler Chamber
and some girl and a kid come down the hall. Everett quickly shut the door.
"Hi guys," He said to them.
"Where is she?"
"Jubilee is fine and she is a bit indisposed." Wolverine pushed by him and
opened the door. "Wolvie?" asked Jubilee.
He went in and hugged her. "you’re okay."
"This would probably be a good time to mention that I had nothing to do with
this. Except get her the interview for the job that this happened at." Said
Angelo. Wolverine put a hand on Angelo’s shoulder.
A doctor came in, "Well she is good to go if you want to take her home." He
told Angelo. in the hall Kara looked at Chamber. "Paige," she said, on
the wall was an image of Paige.
{you know where she is?} Kara nodded. "Guess that’s the next stop on our
trip." said Bobby.
Chamber nodded solemnly. It was time for him to have a long talk with
Paige. A talk that had been a long time in coming
The END?
