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Fathers and Sons; continued from In the Box
Topic Started: Sep 17 2007, 10:28 PM (179 Views)
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Premise:
Alex Summers eventually defects from the Brotherhood after leading his brother into Magneto's clutches

Flow of Events:
After learning about Scott's not being dead during the attack on the FOH, Alex, believing that his brother has been brainwashed by the X-Men asks Magneto to help 'save him.' Scott, wanting to get Alex from the Brotherhood, agrees to meet with him alone and is taken down. Magneto, of course, has no intention on treating Scott with kindness and Alex goes to the X-Men for help before Magneto either kills Cyke or turns him into a monster.

Characters involved/needed:
Alex, Scott, Magneto, Lorna, Jean and whatever X-Men and Brotherhood members that want to be involved with the rescue and/or the capture.

Tenative Duration
As long as it takes to happen, but it should move quick

APPROVED.
ps: I'll be sure to add this into the flow of events within the main plot, and see if you're happy where it is.
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Would Nate be allowed to be involved?
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Nate would definitely be welcomed.
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Scott & Nate bother come here from In the Box.


Scott captured Nate's arm a few steps outside the kitchen, after the young man had left the scene in a carefully disguised huff. "Hey." Scott said, "Let's go talk for a bit, ok?" He nodded his head towards the door that lead out to the garden.

They walked in silence for a moment, Scott watching the boy, trying to see any resemblence to himself in Nate's face. He could see Jean there, definitely, in his cheek bones, the shape of his jaw, but the eyes...those had to be Scott's even though no one had seen Scott's eyes for almost fifteen years. He opened the door and watched the boy exit, shaking his head in regret that this relationship had to be so strained.

Nate was his son, his son, and the horrible circumstances of his birth made that so difficult to understand, to deal with, especially for Jean. Seeing how little Rosie had been so callously disposed, made Scott feel so sad for Nate, who had been a foundling himself. Who was responsible for the heartache Nate had been through because of this? Scott was more determined than ever to figure out what secrets his childhood held. Everything lead back to the State Home. Alex's adoption, Nate's birth, everything was so shrouded in secrecy.

Scott lead Nate to the garden gazebo, a quiet shaded place where they could talk without interruption, hopefully. Things had to be said. There was no more putting it off.

He looked at his son, turning his head to let him know was doing so since his eyes were so completely hidden, and said, "Hell of a morning, huh?"
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Nate had been through it time and again. Before, Jean and Scott were like the parents he never had. They had genuinely cared for him like he was their own. His parents - his adoptive parents - had never really been there for him. They had problems of their own, and a kid on their doorstep wasn't important enough, what with the gambling, the cocaine, the alcohol. It was enough to desensitize young Nate to the horrors of life. But it was enough to make him immune to addictions of any kind, of any sort.

Now, though, things had changed between himself and his surrogate parents. They had loved him like a son, and now they had found out that he literally was their son. Instantly, things became strained, and their relationship was completely changed. Scott still talked to him, tried to communicate with him, but Jean... Jean was an entirely different situation. She hadn't said two words to him since the truth came out. Hell, she hadn't even looked at him. When one of the most important people in your life won't even look at you, it makes one feel like complete and utter shit, and as a result, Nate just slipped further into his antisocial behavior, secluding himself in his room.

And then Scott made his presence known. His father led him to the gazebo. Scott was an extraordinary man. Even in the odd situation, he still tried to keep contact. He tried to keep the fun and caring relationship that they had had before, genetics be damned. Still, it was odd, even for Nate.

"You can say that again." He took a seat within the gazebo, his head immediately hanging low. "I probably have more in common with that little girl that anybody else here." Nate, too, had simply been abandoned on a doorstep. His creator, father, whatever it was, wherever he'd been born, simply left him on the doorsteps of the aunt and uncle of his genetic mother. It was an oddball situation that only got more odd.
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approve-o-matic. XD once I get more of the site-wide plot details fleshed out, I'll pm ya so you can pick a time for this plot
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STRIKE ME DOWN SHOULD HAVE HELD IT ALL ALONE
WASH THE QUESTION OFF MY HANDS I'M THE FATE IN NO ONES PLAN
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Thanks! We're good to go whenever you give the word!
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I'd like to be in as 'random x-men' needed. ^_^
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Can add Warren in as 'concerned friend of Scott' if that's okay. -^
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"I know." Scott said, "That's why I wanted to talk to you." He took a seat beside the boy, who really wasn't a boy anymore really. "Things are a little shaken up around here, and they are likely to get worse."

He sighed, watching Nate through his glasses, watching how the red painted him, turning the light patch of his hair a soft pink. Jean said it was white. Scott took her word for it. He couldn't help himself, he said, "You're getting so big. Has it really only been a couple years since you've come here? It seems like so much more."

He shook his head, "That little girl is going to need a family, Nate, and, well, the X-Men, we're not a group of people who really know what a family should be in the conventional sense. Most of us come from broken homes or tragic backgrounds. So many of us are all alone except for the family we have here. Mothers and fathers and sisters and brothers, all of those lines tend to blur and twist around here."

Scott got up, pacing the gazebo in anxious restlessness, "Nate, what I am trying to say is, I understand what you need from us, from Jean and I, and we're doing our best, but you have to understand the strangeness of this all. Your existence as our son suggests that someone somewhere took from us something precious. You represent a violation that neither of us even remember, and Jean... well, she's not doing well with it."

He looked at the boy, "You and I, Nate, we're men, and we're men who have a history in common, raised without our parents, alone and different from everyone around us. We find a relationship and we are just happy someone cares. But Jean, she's a woman, one who had a family once. She was abandoned by them because they could not accept what she is and that makes her afraid that maybe what she is... well, maybe she did something wrong, made some mistake that drove them away. She looks at you and doesn't see the miracle of a son. She sees a million missed opportunies with you. She sees a chance stolen from her."
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Could Wolverine be involved in this somewhere too?

Oh, and if anyone needs a healer, Blade Girl would be more than happy to help out.

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Mystique is at your disposal for any evilness that needs to go down, buwahaha!
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As Scott doted on him, Nate couldn't help but smile. For a moment, Scott actually sounded like a parent, taking a good long look at their child. Nate understood how messed up the situation was, which is why he hadn't really said anything about it. Instead, he bottled up his feelings, as he had a tendency to do. Eventually, they'd burst free from the glass soda bottle in his mind like they always did, and whoever was caught in the wave of carbonated rage would be a helpless victim.

"And you think this isn't strange for me?" He stood up, his eyes focused on the glasses that Scott wore. It made it difficult to have a serious conversation with somebody when you couldn't look them in the eye. Nate was learned how to disable mutant powers with his telepathy, but when it came to a power as dangerous as Scott's, he didn't want to risk it.

"I find out that the two closest people I ever had to parents actually are my parents. Now one of them won't even speak to me. My life has completely changed, Scott. Everything I knew...everything I loved is now different. It's like gravity's suddenly reversed itself, and everything and everybody is flying off of the face of the Earth."
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Scott put his hands on Nate's shoulders and said, "Now I know for a fact you are my son." He said, gently, "You're no better at change than I am." He looked the boy in the eyes, hoping that though his gaze could not be seen that it could be felt.

"Nate, I'll talk to her, see if I can help her through this, but you are going to have to be patient." Scott said, "Growing up and being a man means that sometimes we have to do what we don't want to do. Things will go back to normal sooner or later, but until then, pushing her is only going to make her draw back more. Believe me. Jean Grey is a very stubborn woman."

He made a show of looking around, theatrically, "I sure hope she didn't hear that. She'll have my head on a platter."

He released the boy with a smile of encouragement and said, "Look, remember how I acted when I first found out? I was quiet for a long time and then I walked away, took some time to think about it. It scared the living daylights out of me, Nate, to think that someone had reduced me to nothing but my base components and tried to play God. Why me? Why Jean? What did this mean for us if we ever get married and decide to have children? But then, after a little bit I realized that this wasn't just about me. It was about Jean and it was about you. It helped me to depersonalize it. Now look at us, it's not really like anything has changed so much."

He sighed, "Give her some time and she'll come around. Ok? She doesn't hate you, or blame you. She's scared and a woman like Jean isn't used to a fear like this."
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"Look, Scott." Nate began to pace back and forth within the gazebo. It was just something he did from time to time, especially when he was speaking. "I saw the way Jean looked at that little girl. I know some of her thoughts on her. She sees herself in that kid, a cute little girl who can't control her telekinesis. And she justs sees an abomination in me."

Now, Nate had stopped at the entrance to the gazebo. Stopping for a moment, he took a breath. This entire situation was too much for him to handle. He just graduated high school, for crying out loud. "Let's face it. I'll never have a family. I'll never have anybody but me, myself, and I. It only stands to reason. God's punishing me for not being born naturally like everybody else. The sooner all of us face that, the easier it'll be."

Without saying another word, Nate walked out of the gazebo, heading back to the mansion. Just as his hands slipped into the pockets of his cargo pants, however, he felt the familiar watering in both of his eyes, as tears began to develop. "Don't cry." He whispered to himself. "You're stronger than that, god damnit, don't cry."
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