5840FIC: X-Book 3: Within the Storm, PG-13, EPILOGUE
- Apr 1, 2004Title: X-Book 3: Within the Storm - EPILOGUE
Rating: PG-13 (violence, language)
Genre: Crossover, SPOILERS FOR X2
Summary: see prologue for book 3
Disclaimer: I own nothing in regards to the Marvel characters or
any character from a previously published source portrayed in this
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The remains of Stryker's base were still smoldering as the
Brotherhood moved among the wreckage looking for Rebecca...or her
Pyro was easily redirecting the remaining flames away from the
search areas. Magneto was commanding Sabertooth and Deathstrike to
shift the heavier debris out of the way. Everything was covered in
dark gray soot, and it was difficult to tell the difference between
what had been the walls and what had been the Sentinel
Sid was moving with the most urgency. He was not prompted by the
chance that Rebecca had been injured by the explosion and fires.
She had been shot, and she did not share his ability to regenerate.
He had no way to know how serious her injury was until they found
A short distance away from the others, Toad searched through the
rubble with much less enthusiasm. Magneto's assurances on the
helicopter as they circled held much less weight now that they were
on the ground. The base had been decimated; the mountain under
which it had been hidden looked like it had been sliced in half.
Thick clouds of smoke rolled across the charred landscape, making
the air thick and breathing difficult.
Toad shoved pieces of wreckage aside roughly as he walked, scanning
the ground for any sign of Rebecca. His mind was numb as he worked,
unfeeling. Whenever his thoughts strayed back to the moments before
the explosion, the image of that fiery rage caused unwanted emotions
to stir up inside of him. He did not understand them, and did not
know how to cope with them, so he buried them with all of his other
"Anything?" Sid's voice shouted angrily. The expression on the
young man's face was understandably worried, but also becoming
frustrated at the apathy of the Brotherhood.
If you wanted a shoulder to cry on, you should have stayed with the
X-Men, Toad thought bitterly and continued on away from the others.
He made his way forward, the charred debris crunching under his
boots, until he passed a large piece of rubble jutting out of the
ground. Once he was out of view of the others, he crouched and
rubbed his eyes with one hand. The dust and ash in the air were
making his eyes water and sting.
His thoughts lingered again on those last moments in the hanger.
Her anger her rage so different than the young woman who had helped
him escape from their cell. After the mysterious tremors had passed
over in the tunnels, Toad had walked beside her for a time. Even
thought they had not spoken, it felt like they had. Something had
passed between them, unspoken but
"Oh, hell," Toad mumbled and wiped his face. He could hear Sid
shouting again and wondered how he ever expected to find anything in
When Toad stood to head back, something caught his attention amongst
the rubble. It was not much, just a change in color against the
gray ash. As he moved forward, he saw a hand lying against the
ground. He walked over and lifted a wide, thin piece of debris from
above the hand. He looked down and saw a thick tangle of hair,
still partially braided as it ran down Rebecca's back.
Toad felt his blood run cold as he carefully shifted Rebecca into a
sitting position, her head hanging limply against her left
shoulder. She was covered in ash and soot, and the only color
against the sea of gray was the red blood around her right shoulder.
He pulled a cloth from one of the many pockets in his coat, and
pressed it against the wound. He reached forward and tilted her
head upright, before pressing two fingers against the artery in her
neck. The pulse was faint, but it was there.
Toad let out a haggard sigh, and then heard Rebecca's own strained
breath. For a long moment, he could only stare at her. The hand
checking for heartbeat was suddenly touching her face, his gloved
palm covering her cheek and ear. There was another hint of red,
this time from the hair closest to her scalp which had not been
covered with the gray dust from the fire.
"Toad!" a voice rang out, and he jumped in surprise, "Have you found
It was Magneto's voice, and Toad turned his head to look over his
"She's here!" he shouted, "She's alive! But, she's "
Toad choked on a gasp as a hand closed around his right wrist. His
palm was still against Rebecca's face, and when he looked back, her
eyes were open wide. She looked up at him wearily, and struggled to
take a deep breath. She moved her mouth, trying to speak. Then,
Rebecca's eyes closed again, and the hand holding his wrist fell
Toad's heart was pounding as he watched her fall back into
unconsciousness. Her hand had still been very warm and the shock
against his cool skin had been almost painful. He could only
imagine what would have happened if she had thought he was an enemy,
and had lashed out again. But, her look had been one of
recognition, not angry or disgusted, just relieved at being found,
"Becca?" Sid said as he knelt down next to them. Toad moved back as
Sid reached down and drew his sister from the ground. Sid also
checked for a pulse first, and then lifted the cloth on her shoulder
to examine the wound.
"Jesus," he breathed, "We have to get her to a hospital."
"What makes you think they would help you?" Magneto said and Sid
glared up at him, "How long do you think it would take before they
discover you are mutants?"
Sid stood and drew Rebecca up with him, "It's never been a problem
"No, not when your physicians know of the Council and their people,"
Magneto said, "Correct? Do you really thing any local hospital will
just take you in off the streets, without names, without
explanations for your wounds?"
Sid did not reply as Magneto continued.
"The Lady is quite adept at treating wounds like this. She can make
use of the medical supplies in the helicopter until we reach the
Island. We will go there directly "
"Why not just take us home?" Sid asked angrily.
"You do not know just where we are, do you?" Magneto asked, "We are
in the Appalachian chain, and the flight will be shorter to our
Island. Besides, this began with our search for you, and I do still
wish to continue our earlier conversations."
Magneto made a wide gesture, "Otherwise, you are free to go any
direction you choose."
Sid sighed and, considering his only other option was to walk out of
here and hope to find a doctor soon, he turned toward Magneto and
"Fine, let's go then, quickly, she's still bleeding," he said as he
marched off in the direction of the helicopter.
As the aircraft rose, Mystique and Toad sat at the controls as the
Lady Deathstrike tended to Rebecca's wound. Sid was by her side,
closely watching everything the Lady was doing.
Pyro sat near by, and tried to give Sid an encouraging grin.
"Don't worry, man," he said, "She'll be okay. The Lady's good at
Sid glared over at him, but then sighed and nodded apologetically.
He was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go home and sleep
for a few days.
Suddenly, a harsh ringing filled the enclosed cabin. Pyro frowned,
and wondered if the noise was an alarm in the chopper. Sid looked
around, and then began to pat his jacket until he drew his cell
phone from one inner pocket. He stared at it for a moment, almost
as if he did not recognize the device. He opened the cover and put
the phone to his ear.
"Hello?" Sid said with a frown.
"Sid?" a voice called back, "Is that you?"
Sid's eyes grew wide, and his face filled with a surprised, and
comical, fear. Pyro frowned, and thought Sid looked more nervous
now than after the explosion.
"Uh...yeah, it's me," he said, "Hi, Uncle Sebastian."
"Ok...good," Sebastian said back, "Is Rebecca with you?"
Sid glanced over at his unconscious sister, "Um...yeah, she's here."
Sebastian sighed with relief, "Where are you guys? I've been trying
to get a hold of you for hours."
"Oh," Sid said, "I guess... we've been kind of... out of range..."
"Well, now that I've found you," Sebastian continued, "I actually
just wanted to ask you guys one quick question..."
"Sure," Sid said, and had a sick feeling he knew what the question
"What the hell happened to the house?!"
End of Book 3
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