Disclaimer: Every thing in this story that you recognize belongs to
Marvel unless of course it belongs to me. What a novel concept huh?
Well here we go again. I know that I should be working on Ties That
Bind, but I hit a slight snag. So I came up with this little ditty. I have
never written anything like this before and I hope that you enjoy it. You
can send all your comments and what not to me at:
admiraldraala@hotmail.com
A Daughter's Love
Jean thought that it would be a good idea if I spilled my guts in a note
or journal or something. I thought that the idea was stupid at first, but
as I thought about it, it was a good idea. So here I am writing down all
of my thoughts and feelings. I am not very good at this sort of thing.
Sure I will tell some one what I am thinking or feeling if they ask, but to
volunteer that information is something else entirely. Dad and Logan
always told me that I should never offer up any information that is not
important.
I guess that it would be a good idea if I started that the beginning.
Mom and Dad were both X-Men. Dad always told me that they fell in
love in the Spring, and it was love at first sight. Who could picture my
dad as a romantic? Dad was getting over someone else when mom
joined the X-Men. They were married on the cliffs that over look the
lake here on the estate. It was in the Fall when all of the leaves were just
turning colour and Storm made sure that the weather was perfect.
I was born about two years later. I never knew my mom. She got sick
when she was pregnant with me. Beast told me that it was the Legacy
Virus that killed her. She managed to hang on until I was born. She died
not even a day later. They were all worried that I would have LV, but I
came out clean. Amazingly though I was the one that helped to find a
cure for the virus. Apparently I developed anti-bodies and was able to
fight off the disease. I guess mom did some good.
Don't get me wrong I had a happy childhood. I had plenty of people
to play with and they spoiled me rotten. I went to bed listening to
stories about my mom. Everyone says that I look like her. Funny I
always thought that I look more like dad.
Josh was always my best friend. He is Scott and Jean's oldest and he
is only a month older than me. There are other kids too, it's just that
Josh and me are the oldest and we tend to stick together. I don't know
what I would do with out Josh. It's funny how things tend to change
when you get older. Josh wants our relationship to move forward and I
am not denying that I don't want it to. I just think that it would be
funny, me becoming a Summers. What would you think about that
dad?
I used to call every one here aunt this and uncle that. As I got older I
just started calling them by their first names. Even the Prof. who I used
to call grandpa, I changed to Professor X. He died not that long ago. I
think Scott took it the hardest, we all still miss him though. The X-Men,
since I was little, was associated with life, now it seems more like death
to me. I think that is why I tried to distance myself from everything.
Every thing used to be so easy, when did it become so difficult. I
remember when I was younger, life seemed so bright and beautiful.
Now it is dark and ugly. Why do things have to change so much? I do
understand that nothing can stay the same, that change is need and
even wanted at times. I just wish that for a tiny instant I could be six or
seven again.
For me those were happy times. I went to school, dad would take me
or one of my 'aunts' or 'uncles'. I loved it when I went on the back of a
motorcycle. The other kids at school would be so jealous. I know that I
didn't have a mother and I would get teased, but I didn't care I had dad
and the next best thing to a mother, Ororo. I love her dearly. I could talk
to her about anything and everything. Don't get me wrong, I do miss
my mom even though I never met her. Through stories that I was told I
feel like I know her, truly know her.
Dad was always great. He would let me crawl in bed with him to
sleep if I was scared. He would tell me the greatest stories of places that
he has been. My favourites were the ones of what he was like at my
age. He would take me places and always tell me that he loved me and
he would never leave me. He was my only parent and I loved him like a
daughter should. I can remember sitting out under the stars with him
and he would point out the star that was my mom. I would sit in my
room before I went to bed and talk to it like I was really talking to my
mom. It gave me comfort that she was looking out for me.
I am alone now, truly alone and I am scared dad. I know that I will
always have the family here, the X-Men, but it isn't the same. Ororo
told me that you wanted her to look out for me. You died in battle
almost a week ago. You were placed beside mom, on the same cliff that
you were married on. I am happy that the two of you are together again.
I just wish that I was there when you died, so I could have said good
bye to you.
I still think that I have more of you in me than mom. In that sense I
will never be without you. I not only have your powers, but your looks
as well. The attitude and everything that went with it is here to, much to
Scott's dismay. I have also taken your code name, so I can keep one
more piece of you alive. I don't think that the X-Men would be the
same with out a Gambit.
I will always be the star that brightened your life. I will love you
always, papa.
Renee Etoile LeBeau
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The End
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