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1X05 – Second Star to the Right – Teaser

X-Men: The (fan fic) Series
Episode #: 1X05
Title: Second Star to the Right

Summary: Jeanne-Marie’s mental stability grows worse and Jean-Paul is at a lost how to help her before she spirals out of control. The Acolytes fly to South America and face a moral dilemma. Rated TV-14 for language.

Previously… on X-Men: The (fan fic) Series

—“He has a twin sister, Jeanne-Marie, also got the invulnerable skin, but instead of the metabolism she has highly defined and dense bone and muscle structure.” – Rita
“How defined and dense?” – Val
“Girl can fly.” – Rita

—“Don’t be daft, you were in the military, I was teaching school, remember.” – Jeanne-Marie
“No, Jeanne, you joined the Canadian Army with me, you were approached by Department H first, you were offered the advanced-” -JP
“Big brother is talking nonsense.” – Jeanne-Marie

—“Jeanne-Marie Beaubier’s file is an interesting read, even her redactions have redactions.” – Rita

—““I’ll talk to the Professor, and if it is true, it’ll have to be approached delicately.” – Jean

1X05 – Second Star to the Right – Teaser

“Picture yourself in a boat on a river with tangerine trees and marmalade skies,” Ben started to sing the Beatles song as the group gathered around the Lucy exhibit, “somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly, a girl with kaleidoscope eyes.”

“Ben, knock it off,” Jubes complained, pressing her headphones to her ears, “we’re trying to listen to the audio tour.”

“Lucy in the sky with diamonds,” the young mutant continued on, “Lucy in the sky with diamonds.”

Jean-Paul looked to Scott who shook his head, both knowing that trying to get in the middle of the situation would only guarantee an escalation. Eventually, after a little name calling and at least one stuck out tongue, Ben shut up and let them finish listening to the insightful information regarding Lucy, the skeleton of one of the most complete early hominids who existed over two million years ago. She was the star exhibit in the Anne and Bernard Spitzer Hall of Human Origins at the American Museum of Natural History in New York City.

Checking the reflections on the displays, Jean-Paul watched his sister, Jeanne-Marie, stand timidly off to the side, her long black hair covering her face. His sister always liked natural history, he thought brining her along might waken up some of her old self. Ever since he pulled her out of the Department H testing facility she had been withdrawn, quiet. Nothing like the Jeanne-Marie he grew up with.

“Makes you wonder, about what Christy said,” Meg mused as they took their turns getting up close to the glass that encased the skeleton, the girl embracing her pink hair and only wearing a long coat to cover her wings, “are mutant’s part of the ongoing evolution of mankind or have we always existed? Could Lucy have been a mutant herself maybe?”

“Don’t know if I’d go that far,” Christy frowned as she stepped back from the case.

“I always believed in Genesis, God created us in his image,” Sharon had on a pair of lightly tinted glasses to hide her cat eyes, “but now I’m not so sure.”

“Ugh, ladies,” Jubilee wrapped her arms around Meg and Sharon, “no talking about religion, politics, or the ending of LOST on school trips, you’ll ruin my ‘not having to attend class’ buzz.”

The group of kids laughed and started to head off into the next exhibit area. Scott was with them so Jean-Paul stayed behind, watching as Jeanne-Marie walked up to Lucy, putting her hand on the glass.

“Lucy in the sky, with diamonds,” she sang lightly, little more than a hum really.

“You used to love the Beatles,” he gave a small smile at the memories, “had a poster of that Abby Road album cover on your wall when we were growing up.”

Jeanne-Marie’s body jerked slightly as she stood up straight, her face turning sharply towards him. “I did, didn’t I,” she said angrily, poking her finger at him, “I had a pretty good thing going for me at home, then you had to go all queer and get us kicked out.”

“Wait, what?” he didn’t know how to react to the venom in her voice and the steel coldness in her eyes. He’d never seen his sister act like that before, “Jeanne-Marie—”

“Aurora!” she snapped and then stomped away towards the school kids at a determined pace.

“Marie!” he shouted after her, about to zip forward but conscious of a crowd of tourists whose attention they had garnered, not to mention all the hidden cameras the building was likely to have.

Instead, he increased his pace until he caught up with her as she entered the Arthur Ross Hall of Meteorites. The main section was a circular room, the walls lit up with displays and information regarding various impact sites around the world.

“Hey, Christy,” Jubes was calling the terrakinetic girl over to a large stone known as the Cape York Meteorite, which stood well over six feet tall, “this sucker’s so heavy it has extra structural support, your kind of rock!”

“Marie,” he tried again, grabbing her by her arm, “stop, what’s the matter?”

“What’s the matter?” she snapped, grabbing his hand and nearly crushing his fingers with her super strength causing the man to let out a gasp of pain as she torqued his body. “You get us kicked out of our home. You get us involved in the military. Then you run away to some bratty school for freaks like us, dragging me with you.”

The pain in his hand was forgotten as her words cut through him as if his body was simply smoke and air. He fell to his knees as she continued to force him down, lording over him with an almost manic look on her face.

The group went quiet, Scott stepping forward cautiously, “JP?”

“Of course,” Jeanne rolled her eyes, “it’s always about you,” she spat at Jean-Paul, “isn’t it.”

To highlight her words, she grabbed a chunk of his shirt and threw him across the room to land square against the Cape York Meteorite. The kids who were gathered around it scattered as the force of the impact caused the massive stone to wobble. JP looked up to see it tip towards him but then stop mid fall as Christy reached out with her terrakinesis to pushed it back into place.

Jeanne-Marie proceeded to grab the smaller meteorites off the displays, they were the size of bowling balls and very dense but she juggled the two rocks like they were nothing but foam, “You always had to be the center of attention.”

She accented the last word by throwing one of the meteorites straight at him and he dodged out of the way. James, with his super strength, leapt sideways to grab the meteorite before it shattered against Cape York.

“Jubilee,” Scott shouted, “get everyone out.”

Jean-Paul zipped up in front of Jeanne-Marie, grabbing her by the shoulders, “Marie, snap out of it.”

“Jeanne-Marie,” she spoke the name as if it was poison. “You’d like me to be quiet, sullen, do-whatever-her-brother-says Marie, wouldn’t you?”

“I don’t understand what’s wrong,” he searched her eyes and found nothing but hatred in them. He’d never seen his sister act this way…

“You’re what’s wrong,” she pushed him again with her free hand but this time he was ready and used his speed to keep from being thrown around.

“Jeanne-Marie,” Scott stepped forward with his hands up in a non-threatening manner. JP looked around to see that the students had been filtered out of the room by Jubilee.

“Aurora!” she shouted at the optic mutant angrily.

“Aurora,” the X-Men leader attempted to get on her good side. “You obviously have something to say, so why don’t we talk, outside, on the bus.”

“Don’t treat me like an idiot,” she lobbed the second meteorite at him and he caught it in both arms, but unlike James who had super strength, Scott went flying backwards out of view in a gasp of breath.

“Stop it,” Jean-Paul snapped, “this isn’t you!”

“No,” she looked at him coldly, “it isn’t,” Jeanne-Marie leapt up into flight, moving to hover over the Cape York Meteorite. “Jeanne-Marie always had to do what you said. Aurora doesn’t give a shit.”

The woman reached down to grab the meteorite but a blast from Scott’s optic beam shot out at her and knocked her back. Seeing that she was about to fall downwards, Jean-Paul rushed forward and caught her, the twins tumbling to the ground.

“Marie,” his voice trembled as he pushed her hair from her face.

His twin blinked rapidly, a scared look on her face, “Jean-Paul? What… what’s happened?”

“It’s okay,” he hushed her gently, “It’s gonna be okay,” but he barely believed his own words…

Adapted for Television by JayCee

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