A/N: well here it is, the last chapter. it was gonna be two chapters but the last one would've been short and it would just be her dying. so i just combined them. words in italics are Jen's thoughts, words in bold italics are song lyrics and words inside '' '' those things are telepathic messages. R&R.

Disclaimer: don't own it

Chapter XXIII

Shimmering Angel

The loud roar of the X-Jet landing outside the warehouse broke the silence that filled the old building. Logan and I were still in a stand off with the Brotherhood when the rest of the X-Men came in.

"Get lost, One-Eye?" Logan asked Cyclops, when they lined up beside us.

"We had to make a pit stop," Cyclops replied, nodding towards Elektra.

"Right," Logan nodded, smiling.

"Figured we might need some back up," Storm informed Logan.

"As touching as this little reunion is, I didn't come here to make small talk," Pyro said opening his lighter and pulling the dancing flame into his hand.

"Two can play that game," I smirked.

I closed my eyes and focused on the fire. The heat. The fell. The taste. I opened my eyes to behold the dancing orange-red ball of flame in my palm. I smiled as the ball grow bigger, to the size of a softball.


"Ah!" Pyro yelled as he throw his flame at me.

I returned the gesture with my flame. They collided in the air and sent a massive heat wave radiating through the old warehouse. Pyro and I were thrown back by the force the wave.

Elektra took advantage of the situation and charged at Mystique. Mystique was now conscious and standing by Sabertooth. She changed into Wolverine and popped out his claws. Elektra's sais connected with Wolverine's claws. The sound of clinging metal filled the warehouse. Mystique flipped over Elektra and made a stab at her back, but Elektra quickly slipped down to the floor and cut Mystique leg.

"Ah!" she cried out in pain, changing back into her blue self and grabbing the cut.

Elektra popped up and whacked Mystique in the face with the blunt end of her sai. Mystique stumbled backwards and fell to floor, once again unconscious.

Seeing this, Magneto ripped off the hood of Scott's car and sent flying towards Elektra. Cyclops quickly shot an optic blast at the hood. Elektra ducked as the blast sent the hood smashing throw a window.

"Thanks," Elektra breathed, standing up.

"My pleasure," Cyclops smiled.

Magneto rolled his eyes and sent a metal crate zooming at Cyclops's head. Jean caught it with her telekinesis and sent it hurling back towards an unsuspecting Magneto. The crate hit Magneto square in the chest, throwing him into a wall. He throw the crate off of himself and tried to sense more things made of metal.

"Thanks," Cyclops smiled at his fiancée.

"My pleasure," Jean mocked.

"The pleasure's all mine," Toad lashed his tongue at Jean.

His slimy green tongue rapped around her waist. Toad pulled Jean towards him. Cyclops went to blast Toad, but was stopped by Sabertooth, who ripped off his visor and flung them at Mystique, who was slowly waking. Cyclops quickly closed his eyes and dropped to knees in search of his visor. Sabertooth started laugh. That's when a lighting bolt shot throw the hole in the front of the warehouse. The bolt struck Sabertooth and sent him flying to the far back of the warehouse. Storm knelt down beside Cyclops and hand him his visor. He placed it back over his eyes and smiled up at Storm.

Jean was still tangled up in Toad's tongue when Elektra threw her sai and stabbed Toad in the foot. He screamed in pain and released Jean. In return she tossed him into Magneto. Toad collided with Magneto and they topped to the floor.

"Get off of me, you idiot!" Magneto yelled, pushing Toad off of him.

Magneto was pissed and reach out for anything and everything metal. Including Pyro's lighter.

"What the fuck!" Pyro screamed as his precious lighter was ripped from his grasp.

I took advantage of his lack of power and hit him with the biggest fire ball I could create. It sent him rocketing into a box. He laid there motionless.

Magneto commanded all the metal objects towards the X-Men. Cyclops blast most of them, but some got past him. Jean stopped as many as she could, but was struck down by a door from Scott's car. Storm created hurricane like winds that took care of the rest of the flying metal. Cyclops helped Jean up.

"Ah," Jean winced.

"What's wrong?" Cyclops asked concerned for his wife-to-be.

"I think some of my ribs are broken," she breathed.

"Damn" Cyclops lead her over to a crate to sit on.

Logan was watching Jean. Steve saw his chance and entered Logan's mind. Logan tried to push Steve out of head but it was no use. A look of fear and intense pain quickly covered Logan's face.

He must be reliving his mutation.

I watched the scene from a few feet away.

The look on Logan's face then quickly changed to one of hate and rage. He charged at Steve.

"No!" I yelled, running towards them.

What am I doing? He's not the Steve I remember. But I can't just stand by and watch him die.

I stopped in between Logan and Steve, just as Logan popped out his claws and was about to run Steve through with them.


She calls me from the cold

Just when I was low, feeling short of stable

All that she intends

And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label

She says she's ashamed

Can she take me for awhile

And can I be a friend, we'll forget the past

But maybe I'm not able

And I break at the bend

We're here and now, will we ever be again

'Cause I have found

All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade

Away again

She dreams a champagne dream

Strawberry surprise, pink linen and white paper

Lavender and cream

Fields of butterflies, reality escapes her

She says that love is for fools who fall behind

And I'm somewhere in between

I never really know

A killer from a savior

'Till I break at the bend

We're here and now, will we ever be again

'Cause I have found

All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade

Away again

It's too far away for me to hold

It's too far away

It's too far away for me to hold

It's too far away...

Guess I'll let it go

The cool adamantium ripped through my skin and into my gut. I gasped for air but little came. I grabbed Logan's wrist to steady myself. I looked into his eyes. They showed shock and fear. They probably mirrored mine.

"Somebody HELP!" Logan yelled, his voice cracking a little.

The Brotherhood were slow beginning to regroup and headed for the exit. Steve walked out from behind me. He stopped and stared at me for a minute. Then turned and headed towards the Brotherhood.

"I don't think so," Elektra said as threw a well aimed sai at his back.

"Ah," Steve gasped and fell to floor.

"That was kind of pointless," Cyclops said to Elektra, looking down at Steve's dead body.

"He's lucky I didn't make suffer," Elektra replied, pulling the sai out of back.

They walked over to me and Logan.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cyclops yelled at Logan, seeing his claws in me. "Get them out of her!"


Logan retracted his claws. That's when I found out that his claws were the only thing keeping me standing and I fell forward. Logan caught me and gently lowed me to the floor. He placed his hand over the open gashes. It didn't take long before Logan's hand was coved in my blood.

"Jean," Logan breathed. "What do we do?"

"I...," Jean's voice trailed off and she shook her head.

"I'll go start the jet," Storm volunteered.

"I'll get the med kit," Cyclops said, helping Jean to the floor.

Storm and Cyclops left running for the jet.

"I'm..." I started but didn't have enough air to finish. "Not...gonna...make it," I finished, gasping for air.

"Shh," Jean soothed, placing a hand on my forehead. "Don't talk."

"Can't you do something for her?" Logan asked Jean, putting more pressure on my gut.

Jean nodded and slipped into my mind.

I felt her moving about, looking for something. The pain was gone. I didn't feel the cuts anymore. She slipped out. My body relaxed some.

Cyclops came running in with the med kit. He dropped to his knees with it by Jean. She shook her head. There was no way that I would make it back to the mansion alive, even in the X-Jet. I'd already lost too much blood.

"I'm sorry," Logan told me. "I'm so sorry."

"It's.. not...your fault," I breathed.

In truth, I felt bad Logan. I felt bad because he'll never die. He'll be forced to sit by and watch the ones that he loves and cares for pass away, but he'll always stay.

My mind started to wonder. My vision became blurry. I heard Storm's running feet echo there my head, when she came back and said that the jet was ready.

No one moved. There was no mad dash to get me to the jet. Everyone was still. Silent.

So, here I am. Lying on the floor of some where, I can't remember where. My world's spinning and my body feels frozen. Blood is pouring from a wound in my stomach. I can here people talking to me, but I can't see them and they sound so far away. Or maybe, I'm the one who's far away?

I closed my eyes. In my mind I saw my life flash by. After what felt like hours, my eyes snapped open.

But I couldn't see. The light was too bright.

I felt nothing. Nothing but joy. It's funny, I can't remember when I last felt this happy.

I wasn't cold anymore. I wasn't scared of what was happening to me anymore. I wasn't anything anymore.

And I liked it.

Spend all your time waiting

For that second chance

For a break that would make it okay

There's always some reason

To feel not good enough

And it's hard at the end of the day

I need some distraction

Oh beautiful release

Memory seeps from my veins

Let me be empty

Oh and weightless and maybe

I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of the angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

So tired of the straight line

And everywhere you turn

There's vultures and thieves at your back

The storm keeps on twisting

Keep on building the lies

That you make up for all that you lack

It don't make no difference

Escaping one last time

It's easier to believe

In this sweet madness

Oh this glorious sadness

That brings me to my knees

In the arms of the angel

Fly away from here

From this dark cold hotel room

And the endlessness that you fear

You are pulled from the wreckage

Of your silent reverie

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

You're in the arms of the angel

May you find some comfort here

A/N: ok there it is. I hope that you enjoyed the story. I'd like to thank all the people who reviewed: roguepixie04, cynic11, slowlygoinginsane, The Dark Feline, Wen1, redrosethorns, xjennyxax, frodomegan, Dashaaaaa, shortbutlethal, phoenixphantasy.