172NEW FIC: Memory's Truth 1/?
- Aug 1, 2000HI all, here is my first fic to the list. Feedback
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TITLE: Memory�s Truth
AUTHOR: DNelle ( Mystery_Jedi@...)
SERIES: X-Men/ Star Wars (Reference only)/ Star Trek
WARNING: Some scenes are violent and graphic
SUMMARY: When Professor Charles Xavier hears a
telepathic call using cerebro, he is surprised to find
the source from space itself. After continuing
communication from the being - a young girl named
DNelle, he agrees to let her visit with them. She
becomes friends with them, but when she meets
Wolverine she feels a strange feeling of familiarity,
with no direct memory of ever meeting him. The
feeling deepens the more she gets to know him, and she
becomes more and more convinced she once knew him,
but can�t remember how. But someone has been watching
her, secretly following her and waiting with an evil
plan, someone who knows her dark secret she has been
hiding from them all. A dark secret that could lead
to an ultimate disaster. And the only way to stop
the dark stranger lies in the mysterious link with
Wolverine and a past he himself had never even
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PROLOGUE - Many years ago
The woman woke with a jerk at the sound of the door.
The disorientation quickly passed as her surroundings
quickly came into focus. With a groan, her head
dropped back down onto the couch arm with a thud. She
turned her head as her youngest daughter padded across
the room and darted under the coffee table, a toy in
�Honey, get the door for mommy.� She called, sleep
trying to take ahold of her once more.
The girl giggled, not responding.
�Will you get the...� She started, but the bell rang
again more insistently, then several more times. She
moaned, blinking for a sec, then scowled at the
continued consistency. �Coming.� She grumbled.
The woman�s breath suddenly caught in her chest upon
opening the door, and for a moment her eyes seemed to
soften, filling with familiar memories of the past.
Then he started towards her and the feeling faded
immediately. She stumbled backwards, missing a step,
until she found herself backed against the wall. Her
body started to go numb and her muscles suddenly felt
as soft as butter until her knees buckled and she lie
on the floor, unable to move.
The girl peered through the black lace cloth that
covered the small table. Unable to see who was at the
door, she frowned as she watched her mommy fall
backwards onto the carpet.
�What are you doing here?� She managed to ask aloud.
He was silent for a moment then moved closer towards
her. Then she saw them. She saw them in his hand and
tried to shake her head in denial. The forbidden
crystals, he had the forbidden crystals. All but one
was missing. �Please,� she whispered, �don�t, you�ll
kill too many people.�
�You have seen too much.� Was his only cryptic
response. Then she saw him move towards her, faster
than she had seen anything ever move.
The woman would have screamed if she could, but her
voice had suddenly betrayed her, in fact she couldn�t
even whisper as he pulled out a long thin razor from
his pocket; watching her carefully. She preyed her
daughter would stay hidden.
The woman shut her eyes so tight she could almost
feel them explode inside her head. Then her jaw set
and her chest felt as if it would burst into flames as
the realization and injustice of the situation
suddenly hit her, filling her entire being. She hated
him more than she had ever hated anyone in her life.
The girl wanted to run to her mommy, but something
inside her wouldn�t let her.
Her emotions betrayed her, and she hugged her knees to
her chest. For a moment there was silence. The next
sound shot through the room, piercing the girls ears
as well as her heart. Hot tears rolled down her
cheeks, her small hands unable to block out the
bloodcurdling screaming, even though they covered both
ears until small fingernail marks dug into her ears.
She rocked back and forth, unable to move, unable to
help. Then the man stood up, dropping something on the
floor. Something that belonged to her mommy. She
squinted, unable to make out what it was at first.
Then she recognized it, and it was enough to send the
girl into shock. She stopped rocking, stopped crying,
her eyes blank. The man had dropped her mommy�s eyes.
She never noticed the man walk out. Never noticed
him leave with her limp body.
Part 1- Present Day
Professor Xavier glanced up from his desk at the
small knock on his office door. Scott smiled upon
entering, shutting the door softly so not to wake any
of the students.
�Yes Scott, sorry to bother you so late. I have an
important matter I wanted to discuss with you.
It�s...� Suddenly the Professor�s smile faded, as his
brows furrowed together in concentration. He tilted
his head slightly, as if listening.
�Professor?� Scott Summers asked, �what is it?�
*Hello?* The call came faintly at first, slowly
�I�m picking up a telepathic call, I�m not sure from
who or where.� The Professor explained, his own voice
�Someone here?� Scott suggested.
*Hello, is anyone there?* The voice came again.
*I�m here* The Professor answered back. *Who...*
But his question was quickly cut off, interrupted by
whoever it was sending to him.
*Uh.. hi, I need... I mean I�d like to come visit you
if that is OK with you.*
He slowed his breathing slightly, calming himself to
pick up on any information possible. It was obviously
a young female, the location....
Scott frowned suddenly noticing the professor�s eyes
suddenly go wide. "Professor? Where is the call
Both silently looked at one another for a moment
until the call once more became
louder, more insistent.
*I would really, really, REALLY like an answer from
you. NOW is good* The girl thought forcefully.
�Whoever or whatever it is, is quite desperate for
permission to come here right away.�
�Any idea if it could be hostile or not?� Scott
asked, the thought of the safety of the students
quickly coming to mind.
�Not hostile, but extremely anxious.� Professor X
�Why do you think this being is so desperate to come
here right away?�
Suddenly the entire mansion rocked with an explosion,
wheeling the professor back against a wall. Scott
lost his balance, catching himself against the desk.
�Because the girl just crashed in our backyard.� He
Scott was up and out the door as soon as he caught
his footing. The Professor sent to Jean, instructing
her to meet Scott in the back yard of the Mansion.
The shock awoke everyone in the Mansion, each of the
students assembling in the hall, whispering to each
other. Was it a bomb? What had happened? What made
the entire mansion rock like that?
�It�s all right everyone, go back to your rooms.�
Scott shouted, running past them and out the door.
The Professor concentrated, sensing the girl�s fear
and hesitation. *Do you have a name?* The Professor
asked, trying to ease her fear.
*DNelle* A soft reply came.
*Come out, don�t be shy* He coaxed.
Scott was the first to arrive, followed by Jean Grey
and Storm. A small, silver, round sphere; big enough
to hold one person lay slightly crumpled in the yard.
Storm turned on all the lights, illuminating the craft
easily. Surprisingly, it was still in one piece.
Scott looked to Jean, but she only shook her head.
He stepped forward, slowly and cautiously. Then, the
top of the sphere was blown off, as someone began to
TO BE CONTINUED.....
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