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Post by Nate Grey on May 8, 2006 22:40:37 GMT -5
A few weeks after Apocalypse's meeting Nate still had some unanswered questions, he wasn't sure what Apocalypse wanted him to do and why hasn't he talked about it since that meeting. Better stop trying to think what Apocalypse thinks, might fuck up my mind like his is Nate wouldn't let anyone know but he thought Apocalypse was starting to get crazy and Nate is stopping to believe in the dream that Apocalypse had for this world.
As Nate keep walking threw the streets of Mikhal's realm, Mikhal hasn't been around in a few weeks, he was mostly on a mission that Apocalypse didn't tell anyone about, which Nate knew meant he had to walk threw Mikhal's realm making sure nothing happens to this realm when Mikhal is gone from ruling it.
Nate continued to walk as he stopped on some steps and he took a seat on a step. I should most likely get back to Laura before she kills someone, which means I will have to go in front of Apocalypse and explain her actions and right now I can't play Apocalypse as I have done for a few years because I fear he doesn't trust me anymore. Nate couldn't get that thought out of his mind, the more he thought about Laura being there alone at the stronghold the more he wanted to get back to her.
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Post by banshee on May 9, 2006 5:16:49 GMT -5
A figure in the shadows stepped up from her hiding spot, the dark trousers and red top showing along with red gloves. Half shadowed by the darkness she heard a wondering mind a troubled thought a concerned man. She looked about the only person that caught her eye; Nate who was sittin down on a step.
She had yet to control her telepathy and so shutting out from hearing voices was not much of an option, though she probably would have just tried reading his mind anyway. She didnt step over to him as far as she was concerned he chose the opposite side to her considering he was part of her. Her DNA and the guy Summer's DNA so as they were good people surely he would be, or could be, or should be. But he chose Apocalypse and his head was not too convinced.
"I should most likely get back to Laura before she kills someone, which means I will have to go in front of Apocalypse and explain her actions and right now I can't play Apocalypse as I have done for a few years because I fear he doesn't trust me anymore."
His thoughts in her mind, though they were not as bad as she expected, more caring than the though after Apocalypse's influence she expected him to be evil pure evil, no feelings or emotions.
"Hello stranger! where is Mikhal?" she asked still hidden in the shadows partially and not willing to step out well unless Mikhal wasn't around of course but she sense he was no where close by so she stepped out revealing herself.
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Post by Nate Grey on May 9, 2006 5:26:09 GMT -5
Nate keep looking at the ground as his eyes wondered over to this red headed woman in the shadows, he felt as if he knew this woman but then again he most likely killed some of her family and she wanted revenge. "The names not Stranger it's Stryfe, that is what you will call me any other name and I will make sure your head in one a a pole for all those to see." Nate then just sighed.
He took a seat on the steps again, now making sure he had a telepathic block on so if this woman was a mutant she wouldn't try and read his mind if she could. "Look I'm feeling good today, I will let you live I don't feel like chasing you down and killing you right now so go on be happy you have one more day living under a mad man.......I mean lord Apocalypse." Nate let out a sigh once more.
As he stood there he let a hand go threw his hair as he went into deep thought once more. What is this woman doing and why haven't I killed her yet, I feel as if I shouldn't like if I did I would be doing something worse then betraying lord Apocalypse.....but what connection do me and the red head if any? Nate said as he began to become more confused by the second at his own actions.
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Post by banshee on May 9, 2006 5:35:35 GMT -5
Jean just smirked at his firery response reminded her of her, but then again everyone around her was firery but not as much as this red head. She heard his comment hence the smirk but he didnt know who she was which wa sin a way good she didnt even know what she was to him, just knowing he was Nate she heard a rumour he wa shere so she came to see for herself, came to see the product created by that crazy jerk who tried to kidnap her.
SHe looked him over he didnt look like her, it was strange after hearing a rumour that someone created some type or clone a DNA crated son of hers it was weird. SHe shook her head and laughed a little.
"You? kill me I dont think so, and I like a good chase but I dont run from fights and certainly you are not about to fight an unarmed women now? naughty what would your...." she stopped she was about to say what would your mother think but then stopped after all if he was the person he surely wouldnt have had a mother.
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Post by Nate Grey on May 9, 2006 5:47:53 GMT -5
Nate was about to snap at her, he was told her mother was dead by Sinister, as he popped up he finished what she was about to say. "what my mother would think." Nate said finishing her sentence as he stood up he just laughed trying to get the rage out of his system but he couldn't "Look I said I would let you live but one more thine about my mother and I will kill you where you stand I don't care if you was a baby, so the woman act won't work when it comes to my mother." Nate said snapping at her.
As he walked back over to the steps he took a seat once more this time taking both hands threw his hair. I really should get back, but for some reason I don't want to leave, hmmm damn this woman who the hell is she and why do I feel so pulled towards her! Nate was basically screaming at himself threw his mind, since he really didn't know this woman but yet he felt he did.
As he let out a deep breath, he felt bad for snapping , he looked over at this red headed woman. "Look I'm not going to kill you, but everyone knows my mother is dead it's a touchy subject I felt that she might be a person who who could chang......who I should kill for leaving me." Nate said trying to cover up what he was really trying to say.
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Post by banshee on May 9, 2006 5:55:02 GMT -5
Jean chuckled as he finished her sentance for her and got quite angry with it.
"Look I said I would let you live but one more thine about my mother and I will kill you where you stand I don't care if you was a baby, so the woman act won't work when it comes to my mother."
She chuckled and curled her finger aorund her hair that was at the side of her neck twirling it around and laughing. SHe couldnt help laughing he was quite funny so much angry and the threats to kill her without knowing her powers are, who she was. For all he knew she might be a new member here or some powerful mutant which she believed she was able to take care of herself.
She stopped playing with her hait an dput both hands on he rhips hooking the thumbs into the pockets.
"I shall say what I like when I like I dont need permission and threats dont work with me! and with someone with such an attitude that you have no wonder the crazy dude got you involved maybe your mother is better off staying dead after all with you as a son turning on the side of good, and joining that bastard freak" she snapped right back to him
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Post by Nate Grey on May 9, 2006 6:09:33 GMT -5
Nate was starting to get tired of the womans smart mouth, he was about to explode on her but stopped himself, he took a few more deep breaths and tryed to calm himself down. "Look! I'm not sure if you have some kind of attitude problem or something and right now I don't give a shit but please would you leave before....." Nate was tired of repeating himself over and over so he stopped.
He just layed down on the steps as he looked up into the black sky, as he saw some smoke coming from humans using barrels for warmth, as he looked up at the woman he wasn't sure what he should say so he thought it best to be silent for now. A few seconds past before Nate's mind wondered off into thinking about Laura, he felt really bad for leaving her alone in the stronghold.
As he started to shake his head to get that thought out of his mind he came back into reality and into knowing that he had to get this red head to leave. "Anyway what do you want read head...I would call you by your name but yet again I don't know it and since I'm in a good mood I will let you call me Nate, so the names Nate Grey get it got it good." Nate said with a cocky gin on his face.
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Post by banshee on May 9, 2006 6:20:14 GMT -5
She saw him getting angry she got ready mentally to fight if he started anything but he didnt, he moaned, warned her then layed on the steps. She didn't know how he was calm after such a mean insult, she hadnt meant to say it but it just came out. SHe wondered if she should go before she gt him angry, she was sure this was him thugh didnt know what to say.
Yeah oh 'by the way I heard a rumour that you might my my biological son yeah my DNA was taken and well they made you in a lab' doesnt quite fit in with a conversation well she thought activating her own mental block as if he was her biological son he might have similar powers to her.
After his cocky speach about his name she knew it was him Nate Grey, why Grey? had Sinister named him after her, strange and weird. She mirrored his cocky grin to answer his comment
"Well Nate! my name as you asked soo kindly is Jean Grey...got it?" she replied a little flipantly
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Post by Nate Grey on May 9, 2006 14:13:46 GMT -5
Nate just stood there as the woman talked, Nate then heard the name Grey which made him laugh out loud, as he looked back at her he just shook his head. "You know you really are a sick person, I don't even belive I would say the name of someones dead mother." Nate keep laying on the stairs as he stopped looking at this woman because he wasn't to fond of her.
But then again than was no one else around and he was quite bored. "Well miss 'Jean Grey' as I said that very sick of you to take the name of someones dead mother, bnut I have killed kids and women so what can I say I quite enjoy this sick jokes you like to try and play on me." Even if this was Jean Grey and is was his mother, he wasn't sure what he would say to her.
Nate still looking at the sky and still wondering what he should say to her, it's not like he can be proud of what he had done, and even if he was there was no way of him turing. "Look miss 'grey' even if that is your real name or even if you get sick pleasure, I need to tell you I don't get pleasure from killing kids it's my job." Nate said in a cold voice.
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Post by banshee on May 9, 2006 15:58:30 GMT -5
Jean frowned at the comment of a dead mother after he laughed at her and seemingly pissed off at her name. She stepped forward now knowing he was definately the guy she was told about. She looked him over once again hearing more of his rambled angry comments and over use of her name.
"Well miss 'Jean Grey' as I said that very sick of you to take the name of someones dead mother, bnut I have killed kids and women so what can I say I quite enjoy this sick jokes you like to try and play on me."
She stepped a little more forward with a more frustrated look on her face she took her right hand from her hip and waved it in front of her from side to side shaking her head. the fringe of her hair oer one eye as she did it and her foot slightly bent.
"Hey I am not a sick bitch or anything else for that matter I am Jean Grey the one and only, and It is my job to stop people from harming others it is what I have always done and will continue to do....and why do you think your mother is dead? who told you and how did she die?...." she asked and turned away shaking her head more.
It is true he does exist, this is him and he thinks I am dead, why would he think I am dead?
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Post by Nate Grey on May 9, 2006 21:09:26 GMT -5
Nate started to tap his foot on the ground, making an annoying rhythm, as he tryed to get the words of his mother not being dead out of his mind. "Whatever you say 'Jean Grey' who would believe you if you told that story?" Nate just put a hand on his forehead as he stared to shake his head and letting out a few laughs. "The story is known by every person who is a follower of Apocalypse, so let me inform you on the death of Jean Grey......the real Jean Grey." Nate had a cold smile on his face as he stood up and looked this red haired woman in the face.
"I was only a kid, a very powerful mutant from the moment I was born, as was my mother." Nate let out a few sighs before continuing. "My mother was in a holding cell as Sinister took me to her to show her how she improved me made me more powerful, my mother got angry at what Sinister had done to me calling Sinister a monster, she then tryed to attack him I just commanding to stick Jean down and I did." Nate told the story that he was told since he was a kid hoping that it might be the truth and that for all this years his mother was really alive.
Nate took a seat yet again looking back up at her woman. "Thats the story of her death, so you happy now, you know the story I killed her and theres nothing you can say that will changing my mind.............but let's play alittle game, theres a small part of me that might think your telling the truth so give me one good reason for me to fully believe your my mother." Nate asked, not letting the cold grin leave his face.
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Post by banshee on May 10, 2006 2:16:38 GMT -5
Jean looked quite shocked as he spoke of what happened, if he was making this up it was unbelievable, he was the sick one after all who would make up this distgusting story?.
"Thats the story of her death, so you happy now, you know the story I killed her and theres nothing you can say that will changing my mind.
She looked around trying to understand what he said, he had killed her, but obviously not as she was alive she had escaped with help of her friends, she didnt even know till recently what he had done , why Sinister was after her. She practically yelped with the comments of him killing her.
He killed me? no wait was it a lie? no he wouldnt be that creepy to imagine killing his own mother. Or did it happen and I dont remember? memory wipe? no seriosuly jean you would not be here if it was true
"Lier! and how d you know it was her you killed? it could have been anyone you wouldnt know if it was her or not only that you were todl, she might have not been the REAL Jean Grey...she wan't I would remember that so LIER! yur the sick one inventing such a fantasy, you hate me that much you invent stories your sick not me" she screwed her face up and quinted her eyes, her expression angry and horrified.
Jean turned around she didnt want to be here any more, hear any more of these lies and horrrific stories he was making up.
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Post by Nate Grey on May 10, 2006 2:29:06 GMT -5
Nate looked at her mother, he was trying not to tear up, he knew that it very well could be a lie that Apocalypse and Sinister and all those people tricked Nate, but he would have read there minds by now....unless they hide it so deep he couldn't without there knowing. Dammit why didn't I think of that earlier, god I truly am stupid. Nate then sighed as he looked at the ground.
Nate turned his head away from Jean as he wiped a tear off his eye. Then why didn't see look for me why didn't see come after her son, if this is my mother she isn't much of a mother not even trying to save her son.....but I guess I should let her tell me why not she has to have something to ad so I know why. Nate turned around so he was looking Jean in the face.
As he tryed to brave up, he was getting quite emotional right now. "Ok Mothe........Jean why did you leave me with Sinister why not come back and save me why not try and help me keep me from the horrible life I had." Nate's words came out in anger. "Jean is that how you treat your son....your quite the MOTHER!!!!!." Nate yelled out as if he was a kid again angry at his mother.
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Post by banshee on May 10, 2006 2:41:11 GMT -5
Jean saw him crying she was so confused now, he really believed he had killed her and she was gone, but she was alive and he was blaming her for not looking or him, blaming her for everything.
He is so messed up,SInister did this to him, and always tried something with me, now I know why he wanted me and that other guy....but he is pissing me off It wasn't like I knew till recently NOT MY FAULT she thought her mind shouting.
"I didn't leave anyone I never leve people behind EVER...IT WASN'T MY FAULT! DONT BLAME ME!" she shouted, the objects around on the floor by the walls some stones, bottles shaking even the lights th lamps were shaking a lot as she got angry.
Jean lowered her face and started to calm down now the objects slowly stopping from moving, their path halted she took some deep breaths and continued.
"Not my fault, it wasn't my fault it wasn't" was all she said she fully turned around not even facing him, she felt so bad causing someone pain and it truly wans't her fault, she didnt know about this till a few days ago
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Post by Nate Grey on May 11, 2006 18:54:13 GMT -5
Nate looked away from his mother not wanting to see her face anymore. My god she gets so pissed off. Nate said with a laugh under his voice, as she was much like he was, but he still didn't believe that this was his mother. "I guess right now you want me to hug you and say everything OK, I forgive you and now I will change for the side of the X-men?" Nate said with a slight sigh.
As he turned his head to look at Jean his eyes were dark the glare in his eyes would send chills almost up anyones back. "Well that won't happen, it was good to meet you 'mother', but I must go and I just hope I never cross paths with you because if I do I will most likely kill you.....which wouldn't be a problem for me." Nate said this knowing it was a lie.
As he turned around he started to walk away from his mother, no sooner then that did a human jump out and attack. "Were you planing this attack, how pathetic." Nate used his telekinesis to pick up this man, as Nate was about to snap his neck, he just looked back at Jean, he couldn't do it in front of her, so he just threw the man against the wall, making the man knock out on impact.
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