FIC: Personal Demons (PG-13 6a/8)
- Title: Personal Demons
Author: Jocelyn (jdog985@...)
Feedback: Please! This is my first serious fic!
Summary: Cyclops is imprisoned and tortured by a violent anti-mutant
Characters: All the main characters, Gambit, and a few originals,
(Nadine, Charlotte, Andy, Allen) just to add to the student body.
Rating: PG-13 for violence
Disclaimer: The X-men belong to Brian Singer and Marvel Comics and I
am not making any money off his story.
Author's Note: If you haven't read it by now, you're
* Denotes unspoken thought by characters
Part 6A: The mansion grounds
The traditional manner of fighting could still do plenty of damage.
A hail of bullets erupted from the cover of the woods, shattering the
windows on that side of the mansion and forcing the X-men to stay
covered. "Shit!" Logan muttered, flattening himself against
he was using as a shield. He'd have to wait until they got close
enough, and that was too close to the mansion for his liking.
Cyclops' power was marginally more useful, but he had to keep his
head back or risk getting a bullet in it. It was Storm and
show. Black clouds rolled over impossibly fast, and lightning began
splitting the sky. Tornadic winds threw a number of their attackers
off their feet, but the others dropped to the ground and kept
firing. *Real professionals,* Jean thought angrily, and stuck out
her hand. One of the shooters found his rifle snatched from his hand
and yanked into Jean's. She pointed it back at them and started
returning fire, forcing them to duck for the cover of the trees.
That gave Scott the opening he needed, and he began blasting the
retreating groups with his visor. *Good thing my power came back
when it did,* he thought grimly. *Hell, this is way too easy. I
don't like it, Professor.*
*I'm not sensing any other approaches* Xavier's reply
was cut off as
an explosion threw all of them to the ground.
Logan jumped up, "Oh shit! What the hell was that?"
"I don't know, stay back!" Scott started firing at random
woods, trying to hit whatever had launched that grenade at them.
"Careful!" Logan yanked Scott behind him as another explosion
erupted, throwing them both off their feet. "Aw, hell."
irritably yanked a piece of shrapnel from his back.
Scott eyed him as the deep gouge healed in seconds, "Looks like
saved my ass again."
"I've got to quit doing that. Watch it, we've got
looked like a charge out of World War I. Several dozen men in full
body armor were sprinting across the green. One of them fired a
powerful shot from a gun that took down Storm's treeon top
"Storm!" Jean frantically tried to raise the tree, but she
sense their attackers going around the mansion through the woods,
obviously trying to get at it from another side. The weather had
"Oh God!" *Professor, we could use some Professor? Can
you hear me?*
Scott felt his blood run cold, "Logan, Jean, there's someone
inside!" Without waiting for their answer, he took off for the
Inside the mansion
Elaine Hull smiled at her own marksmanship; the shot she'd fired
through the upper window had hit the man watching the battle right in
the chest, throwing him from his chair. She was fairly certain it
was Xavier himself, especially since his mutant defenders were now
having to struggle for their own lives, much less the kids they were
trying to protect. She knew so little about most of Xavier's
students, and still had managed to put together a reasonably strong
assault against them. The attack would've been easier if they
gotten any information from Summers, but the boy had proved to be
considerably tougher than he looked. Well, she'd deal with him.
"Nice little place he's got here," she observed, walking
mansion hallway with her second team. "Come on, we've got
mutants to visit."
They rounded a bend and were met by gunfire. Swearing, Hull ducked
back behind the corner, surprised that the mutant kids were fighting
too. She'd have expected Xavier to tell them to hide under their
beds in a crisis. *But no powers,* she thought. *Guns, we can
handle.* She motioned to her soldiers, and they opened fire down the
hall, forcing the two girls with the guns to leap into a doorway for
Charlotte was certain that her death was imminent, *Oh shit! Oh
shit! Where's the Professor? We're all dead!* Rogue was in
defensive position in front of Charlotte, gun in hand, waiting
grimly. She grabbed Charlotte's shoulder, "Get to
Kitty's room; Give
her the gun and tell her to wait. I've got an idea." She
to cover Charlotte for a dive across the hallway into the elevator,
when in her mind, she heard, *Wait!* It was Jean's voice.
Scott wished he had his uniform on as he charged toward the backs the
group that had somehow managed to break in from another door. The
uniform had several bulletproof layers in the critical areas of the
body, and it would come in handy since he was probably running
straight into a few dozen slugs. His targets were too busy trying to
pin Rogue and Charlotte down on the other end of the hall. He had
five clear shots at their backs.
The first four were down before any of them had time to react, but
the fifth whirled and neatly fired a shot that struck Scott in the
knee. His leg gave way and he crashed to the floor. Muttering a
string of profanity that would have made Logan blush, he rolled over
and found himself staring down the barrel of an assault rifle.
hello, Mr. Summers!" Scott froze. That voice still woke him up
night in a cold sweat. Elaine Hull smiled triumphantly down at him,
"Fancy meeting you here."
***Part 6B: Coming Soon***
Of course, how soon 6B comes depends on how much feedback I get,