Worse Than Death 6
By slickboy444
AN: Hey! Here is the last part of "Worse Than Death." Now that the story is about over, I must reassure you that there are still fanfics from me that I have yet to write so keep looking out for my work! I urge you to tell me what you think of this story, along with all my other stories. Also, tell me if this story is scary in any way! Please review and tell me what you think! REVIEW! Send reviews to [email protected]. Remember, I don't own X-men or Zelda or any of the songs I may mention in the future so please don't sue! I have nothing. Thanks, and enjoy!
All my x-men evolution fics are dedicated to Jen (aka: littlesortaredheadedgirl) the author of the x-men evolution fic "Snow." I highly recommend you all read it.
AN: 'these mean character thoughts.'
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Morris, the insane psycho attacker that had been tormenting the innocent, was finally dead. However, his victims were still suffering. Link, the hero of time, couldn't stop their suffering due to the insane magic of the deceased madman. However, that doesn't mean that someone else with equal chi can't use the spell to cure the victims. Down in the medical bay Link had transformed back in to Jack Robinson. He was making the final preparations for the healing spell that would rid the victims of Morris's torment.
"Are you ready Scott?" asked Jack.
"As I'll ever be, I'm just nervous since I've never done magic before," said Scott.
"Don't worry you'll do fine," reassured Jean.
"Jack are you sure this will work?" asked the professor.
"It's the only way, I wish I could do it but Morris made that impossible."
"At least it explains why he was after me in the first place," said Scott. "He knew I was the only one who could cast a healing spell."
"It's also the reason why you've learned faster than the others," said Jack.
The rest looked at Jack quizzically.
"You see, Scott has very high amounts of life energy for somebody, or anybody for that matter, like him. I don't know why, but he does. It's the reason he learns mystic arts of magic and fighting faster than the rest of you. In fact, given some lessons he could become a powerful wizard of the mystic arts," explained Jack.
Then Jack came up to Scott with a mysterious paintbrush in his hand with black paint on it.
"Hold out your hands Scott," said Jack. He did as he was told, even though he didn't know quite what he was getting himself in to. Jack then wrote two mysterious symbols on the back of each hand. They both looked like Chinese, but they were a bit more enigmatic. As Scott looked at the mysterious symbols, they all of the sudden began to glow brightly.
"Whoa," was all Scott could say.
"All right guys, stand back, it's time to undo Morris's evil," said Jack.
Everybody was shooed out of the room except for Scott, Jack, and the victims. Lance, Pietro, Tabitha, and Kitty had begun to look like living corpses. They needed to be saved now or they were going to die.
The others watched from a nearby window. The air was filled with anxiety.
"I hope this works," said Storm.
"In a few moments we'll know," said Logan as they all crossed their fingers.
In the room Jack sprinkled a bit of mysterious magic dust on each victim, which had gone deathly quiet. Their eyes were still wide open and bloodshot from the lack of sleep and the paralyzing fear from their attacks. Kitty and Tabitha were getting sicker from the internal bleeding that was unable to be treated. It was now do or die time.
"Okay Scott, are you ready?" asked Jack.
Scott took a deep breath, "Yes, I'm ready."
"Okay man, good luck. Now, focus your life energy like I showed you and recite the words."
Scott nodded; Jack then took a step back. Scott closed his eyes and began to concentrate. He used the meditative techniques he had learned from Jack and began to focus. Then he began to recite the mysterious spell Jack had told him.
"Como hai mon se hie, yu mon sie tzu. Como hai mon se hie, yu mon sie tzu."
He repeated this phrase again and again. As he continued, the air became crisp and a mysterious blue light began to emulate from Scott's hands where the symbols were drawn. The light got brighter and Scott began to say his words louder.
"Come on......Come on Scott," said Jean.
The lights got brighter and the rest of the crew began to shield their eyes. Then, after he said his mysterious words one more time, a last burst of light burst from Scott's hands and into the four victims. It became too bright in order to see. Then, in an instant the light faded, and all was calm again.
"......Huh?" It was Kitty's voice. It was the first time she had spoken in over a day.
The rest of the victims stirred from their petrified state and looked around in confusion.
"What......Happened?" was all they could say.
The others rushed in the room to see their friends.
"Kitty! You're all right!" exclaimed Kurt as he teleported to her bedside.
Jack saw that the spell seemed to work. Each victim had awoken and appeared to have little or no memory of their attack. He then took a closer look.
"Kitty......Your cuts and bruises are gone. How?" said Jack with a puzzled look.
"What do you mean? I don't remember getting an cuts," said Kitty.
"But......Don't you remember the attack?" asked Jack hoping that the spell worked flawlessly, but he did have concerns.
"What attack?" she asked.
"Vhat is the problem Jack? Your spell vorked," said Kurt.
"It's just that, I had a spell for beating Morris, but I never put anything in it about healing the physical wounds he caused," said Jack perplexed. "Unless......"
He then looked over at Scott, who was seeing if the rest of the victims were okay. He then began to wonder. As he thought Jack's expression turned in to one of sorrow. Quietly, he left the room. The professor saw him leave and he saw his expression. Worried, he followed Jack to see what was the problem. Unknown to either of them, Rogue followed them as well, for concern on Jack's well being. She felt he was troubled by something.
Meanwhile the Brotherhood was jubilant over the recovery of their friends.
"Oh man, you don't remember anything?" exclaimed Todd as he was talking to Lance.
"No......Not really!" replied Lance.
"Hey, I don't remember shit. Just what happened to us?" asked Pietro.
"Long story man and you really don't wanna know. Let's just get out of this place before we all become to comfortable here," said the Blob.
"I'm with that Fred! Come on guys!" said Todd.
Lance and Pietro slowly got up and they began to leave, but just before they left Lance turned back to Scott.
"Hey Summers," said Lance.
"Yeah," said Scott weary of what he might say.
"......Thanks man."
A small smile spread across Scott's face.
"Don't mention it," he replied.
Lance smiled back half-heartedly and left.
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The professor had been following Jack around, wondering what was bothering him. He knew it was something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Finally, Jack stopped in the main hall and turned around to see the professor.
"Why are you following me?" asked Jack who kind of already knew.
"Don't ask questions for which you already know the answers Jack," responded Professor Xavier.
Jack sighed in defeat. He knew he couldn't hide from a psychic.
"Look, professor it's just that......I know I found the spell, but I also almost failed."
"Why do you say that?" asked the professor.
"When I went to help Scott and Jean, I had the power to end it before it had begun. And without breaking a sweat, Morris laid me out and had me on my knees. He......Just attacked me in a way that, well, made me rethink whether or not I'm worthy of being the incarnation of my master."
Jack's tone was clearly serious and depressed. He had never shown any personal or physical weakness since he came to the institute except when it came to his past. Now he was ashamed that a madman had made him realize he had one.
"Jack," began the professor, "Never doubt your worthiness at anything. Even under these circumstances, you must remember that you were hand picked out of the countless others. There had to have been a reason for it. Maybe you just don't know that reason yet."
"But that doesn't change what happened. I could have gotten Scott and Jean killed because of my actions. They won not because of me; they almost lost because of me. I guess neither Morris or I could have contemplated how great of life energy they had." Jack's expression didn't change.
The professor could tell that his guilt couldn't be fought by others, only himself.
"Look Jack, you're still young. You have barely begun to scratch the surface on what you are truly capable of," the professor's words were beginning to sooth Jack's mood. "Even your master at some point in his youth was once unsure, inexperienced, and doubtful of his worth. You may be a divine reincarnation, buy you must remember you're still human. You make mistakes, everybody does. Ask anyone on this team. The best I can say is stop dwelling so much and start learning. I sense that Morris used your past to fight you. Well maybe that's a sign that you should attack it as well instead of ignoring and suppressing it."
The professor's words of wisdom penetrated deeply in to the shaken hero of time. Finally he began to feel better, and maybe this was supposed to happen to him at some time or another.
"Thanks Professor."
"Anytime Jack," responded the professor as he left the room to tend to the rest of the students.
Jack was left there to ponder his words. Out of nowhere, Rogue approached him. He had a feeling that she would follow him, yet it was a weird feeling to have someone actually care this deeply for him. Rogue walked up to him, she could tell he was trying to say something.
"Rogue I......" Jack began.
"Wait, I heard what ya said. Ya don't need to say it again," Rogue then took a deep breath, "I just wanted to ya to know that I don't care what ya think of yerself. I still think ya were meant to be the hero of time and that'll never change......And about what the professor said about confrontin' yer past, just remember......That ya never have to be alone."
With that she finished and gave him a reassuring hug. Jack openly embraced her as he struggled to fight back his tears. As Rogue gave him comfort, she kept saying "Yer never alone" over and over again.
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AN: The end! That's it for this story. I hope you all liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. There are many other stories I have in mind for the continuation of my series of X-men evolution stories, but that will have to wait for another time. I remind you to PLEASE REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Send them to [email protected]. Thanks again for reading and until next time best wishes from me to you.
By slickboy444
AN: Hey! Here is the last part of "Worse Than Death." Now that the story is about over, I must reassure you that there are still fanfics from me that I have yet to write so keep looking out for my work! I urge you to tell me what you think of this story, along with all my other stories. Also, tell me if this story is scary in any way! Please review and tell me what you think! REVIEW! Send reviews to [email protected]. Remember, I don't own X-men or Zelda or any of the songs I may mention in the future so please don't sue! I have nothing. Thanks, and enjoy!
All my x-men evolution fics are dedicated to Jen (aka: littlesortaredheadedgirl) the author of the x-men evolution fic "Snow." I highly recommend you all read it.
AN: 'these mean character thoughts.'
**********************************
Morris, the insane psycho attacker that had been tormenting the innocent, was finally dead. However, his victims were still suffering. Link, the hero of time, couldn't stop their suffering due to the insane magic of the deceased madman. However, that doesn't mean that someone else with equal chi can't use the spell to cure the victims. Down in the medical bay Link had transformed back in to Jack Robinson. He was making the final preparations for the healing spell that would rid the victims of Morris's torment.
"Are you ready Scott?" asked Jack.
"As I'll ever be, I'm just nervous since I've never done magic before," said Scott.
"Don't worry you'll do fine," reassured Jean.
"Jack are you sure this will work?" asked the professor.
"It's the only way, I wish I could do it but Morris made that impossible."
"At least it explains why he was after me in the first place," said Scott. "He knew I was the only one who could cast a healing spell."
"It's also the reason why you've learned faster than the others," said Jack.
The rest looked at Jack quizzically.
"You see, Scott has very high amounts of life energy for somebody, or anybody for that matter, like him. I don't know why, but he does. It's the reason he learns mystic arts of magic and fighting faster than the rest of you. In fact, given some lessons he could become a powerful wizard of the mystic arts," explained Jack.
Then Jack came up to Scott with a mysterious paintbrush in his hand with black paint on it.
"Hold out your hands Scott," said Jack. He did as he was told, even though he didn't know quite what he was getting himself in to. Jack then wrote two mysterious symbols on the back of each hand. They both looked like Chinese, but they were a bit more enigmatic. As Scott looked at the mysterious symbols, they all of the sudden began to glow brightly.
"Whoa," was all Scott could say.
"All right guys, stand back, it's time to undo Morris's evil," said Jack.
Everybody was shooed out of the room except for Scott, Jack, and the victims. Lance, Pietro, Tabitha, and Kitty had begun to look like living corpses. They needed to be saved now or they were going to die.
The others watched from a nearby window. The air was filled with anxiety.
"I hope this works," said Storm.
"In a few moments we'll know," said Logan as they all crossed their fingers.
In the room Jack sprinkled a bit of mysterious magic dust on each victim, which had gone deathly quiet. Their eyes were still wide open and bloodshot from the lack of sleep and the paralyzing fear from their attacks. Kitty and Tabitha were getting sicker from the internal bleeding that was unable to be treated. It was now do or die time.
"Okay Scott, are you ready?" asked Jack.
Scott took a deep breath, "Yes, I'm ready."
"Okay man, good luck. Now, focus your life energy like I showed you and recite the words."
Scott nodded; Jack then took a step back. Scott closed his eyes and began to concentrate. He used the meditative techniques he had learned from Jack and began to focus. Then he began to recite the mysterious spell Jack had told him.
"Como hai mon se hie, yu mon sie tzu. Como hai mon se hie, yu mon sie tzu."
He repeated this phrase again and again. As he continued, the air became crisp and a mysterious blue light began to emulate from Scott's hands where the symbols were drawn. The light got brighter and Scott began to say his words louder.
"Come on......Come on Scott," said Jean.
The lights got brighter and the rest of the crew began to shield their eyes. Then, after he said his mysterious words one more time, a last burst of light burst from Scott's hands and into the four victims. It became too bright in order to see. Then, in an instant the light faded, and all was calm again.
"......Huh?" It was Kitty's voice. It was the first time she had spoken in over a day.
The rest of the victims stirred from their petrified state and looked around in confusion.
"What......Happened?" was all they could say.
The others rushed in the room to see their friends.
"Kitty! You're all right!" exclaimed Kurt as he teleported to her bedside.
Jack saw that the spell seemed to work. Each victim had awoken and appeared to have little or no memory of their attack. He then took a closer look.
"Kitty......Your cuts and bruises are gone. How?" said Jack with a puzzled look.
"What do you mean? I don't remember getting an cuts," said Kitty.
"But......Don't you remember the attack?" asked Jack hoping that the spell worked flawlessly, but he did have concerns.
"What attack?" she asked.
"Vhat is the problem Jack? Your spell vorked," said Kurt.
"It's just that, I had a spell for beating Morris, but I never put anything in it about healing the physical wounds he caused," said Jack perplexed. "Unless......"
He then looked over at Scott, who was seeing if the rest of the victims were okay. He then began to wonder. As he thought Jack's expression turned in to one of sorrow. Quietly, he left the room. The professor saw him leave and he saw his expression. Worried, he followed Jack to see what was the problem. Unknown to either of them, Rogue followed them as well, for concern on Jack's well being. She felt he was troubled by something.
Meanwhile the Brotherhood was jubilant over the recovery of their friends.
"Oh man, you don't remember anything?" exclaimed Todd as he was talking to Lance.
"No......Not really!" replied Lance.
"Hey, I don't remember shit. Just what happened to us?" asked Pietro.
"Long story man and you really don't wanna know. Let's just get out of this place before we all become to comfortable here," said the Blob.
"I'm with that Fred! Come on guys!" said Todd.
Lance and Pietro slowly got up and they began to leave, but just before they left Lance turned back to Scott.
"Hey Summers," said Lance.
"Yeah," said Scott weary of what he might say.
"......Thanks man."
A small smile spread across Scott's face.
"Don't mention it," he replied.
Lance smiled back half-heartedly and left.
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The professor had been following Jack around, wondering what was bothering him. He knew it was something, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Finally, Jack stopped in the main hall and turned around to see the professor.
"Why are you following me?" asked Jack who kind of already knew.
"Don't ask questions for which you already know the answers Jack," responded Professor Xavier.
Jack sighed in defeat. He knew he couldn't hide from a psychic.
"Look, professor it's just that......I know I found the spell, but I also almost failed."
"Why do you say that?" asked the professor.
"When I went to help Scott and Jean, I had the power to end it before it had begun. And without breaking a sweat, Morris laid me out and had me on my knees. He......Just attacked me in a way that, well, made me rethink whether or not I'm worthy of being the incarnation of my master."
Jack's tone was clearly serious and depressed. He had never shown any personal or physical weakness since he came to the institute except when it came to his past. Now he was ashamed that a madman had made him realize he had one.
"Jack," began the professor, "Never doubt your worthiness at anything. Even under these circumstances, you must remember that you were hand picked out of the countless others. There had to have been a reason for it. Maybe you just don't know that reason yet."
"But that doesn't change what happened. I could have gotten Scott and Jean killed because of my actions. They won not because of me; they almost lost because of me. I guess neither Morris or I could have contemplated how great of life energy they had." Jack's expression didn't change.
The professor could tell that his guilt couldn't be fought by others, only himself.
"Look Jack, you're still young. You have barely begun to scratch the surface on what you are truly capable of," the professor's words were beginning to sooth Jack's mood. "Even your master at some point in his youth was once unsure, inexperienced, and doubtful of his worth. You may be a divine reincarnation, buy you must remember you're still human. You make mistakes, everybody does. Ask anyone on this team. The best I can say is stop dwelling so much and start learning. I sense that Morris used your past to fight you. Well maybe that's a sign that you should attack it as well instead of ignoring and suppressing it."
The professor's words of wisdom penetrated deeply in to the shaken hero of time. Finally he began to feel better, and maybe this was supposed to happen to him at some time or another.
"Thanks Professor."
"Anytime Jack," responded the professor as he left the room to tend to the rest of the students.
Jack was left there to ponder his words. Out of nowhere, Rogue approached him. He had a feeling that she would follow him, yet it was a weird feeling to have someone actually care this deeply for him. Rogue walked up to him, she could tell he was trying to say something.
"Rogue I......" Jack began.
"Wait, I heard what ya said. Ya don't need to say it again," Rogue then took a deep breath, "I just wanted to ya to know that I don't care what ya think of yerself. I still think ya were meant to be the hero of time and that'll never change......And about what the professor said about confrontin' yer past, just remember......That ya never have to be alone."
With that she finished and gave him a reassuring hug. Jack openly embraced her as he struggled to fight back his tears. As Rogue gave him comfort, she kept saying "Yer never alone" over and over again.
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AN: The end! That's it for this story. I hope you all liked it as much as I enjoyed writing it. There are many other stories I have in mind for the continuation of my series of X-men evolution stories, but that will have to wait for another time. I remind you to PLEASE REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Send them to [email protected]. Thanks again for reading and until next time best wishes from me to you.