Letting Go, Holding On 1/?
Title: Letting Go, Holding On 1/?
Author: not_from_stars
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing/Characters: Illyana Rasputin, Kitty Pryde
Rating/Category: PG-13/Gen
Summary: Illyana and Kitty have always been close.
Words: 504
Notes: For wanderlustlover
When she heard about the attack of the Marauders and the fact that Kitty was badly wounded, Illyana had gone to Limbo before they brought Kitty back to the med lab. She had spent hours or days there, fighting whatever demons decided to try to cross her -- any of them that decided to try and prick her temper. She fought and she screamed. She bled and she fought some more. She focused all of her rage, all of her pain and worry on the demons that inhabited Limbo. After days, weeks and maybe more -- time moved so much more quickly here than it did on Earth -- there were a lot fewer demons who wanted to challenge Darkchylde for rule. There were fewer demons who wanted to be around their Mistress when she was in this kind of mood. When there was no more fighting to be done and no more blood to be shed, she locked herself away in her citadel. There, where there was no one to bear witness to it, Illyana cried.
The first time she saw Kitty in the glass tube they put her in to keep her from completely dissipating, she felt a new kind of grief rising up within her. Kitty was slowly dying in front of her, and she, Magik, Darkchylde, dark sorceress of Limbo didn't have the power necessary to keep her best friend's body from betraying her. If Belasco had been alive still, she might have agreed to give him the last pieces of her soul as long as he would make sure that Kitty would live.
There was no Belasco and there was no power or ability in Xavier's school or students that could reverse what had been done to Kitty. There were no answers that were found in any books or any of their powers. When she found out that Psylocke's psionic powers were the only thing keeping Kitty from fading all together, Illyana felt like there was something sharp cutting her deep within her chest.
The night they loaded her on the plane and went to seek help from Dr. Doom, Illyana wasn't there. She was with the rest of her team taking care of things with the Hellions. When they came back to the mansion, no one would tell her exactly where Doom's fortress was located. All they would tell her was that they didn't know if Kitty would come back.
She didn't remember collapsing in the hall as darkness seemed to crush her from all sides. She didn't remember screaming Kitty's name as she was told there that chances were unlikely that Kitty would even survive the trip. She didn't remember the needle prick in her arm or being carried away, screaming for Kitty until her voice was hoarse and she wasn't aware of anything around her.
When she finally came out of the sedated sleep that they kept her in for days, it was to find Kitty asleep in the bed next to her, their fingers intertwined.
Author: not_from_stars
Fandom: X-Men
Pairing/Characters: Illyana Rasputin, Kitty Pryde
Rating/Category: PG-13/Gen
Summary: Illyana and Kitty have always been close.
Words: 504
Notes: For wanderlustlover
When she heard about the attack of the Marauders and the fact that Kitty was badly wounded, Illyana had gone to Limbo before they brought Kitty back to the med lab. She had spent hours or days there, fighting whatever demons decided to try to cross her -- any of them that decided to try and prick her temper. She fought and she screamed. She bled and she fought some more. She focused all of her rage, all of her pain and worry on the demons that inhabited Limbo. After days, weeks and maybe more -- time moved so much more quickly here than it did on Earth -- there were a lot fewer demons who wanted to challenge Darkchylde for rule. There were fewer demons who wanted to be around their Mistress when she was in this kind of mood. When there was no more fighting to be done and no more blood to be shed, she locked herself away in her citadel. There, where there was no one to bear witness to it, Illyana cried.
The first time she saw Kitty in the glass tube they put her in to keep her from completely dissipating, she felt a new kind of grief rising up within her. Kitty was slowly dying in front of her, and she, Magik, Darkchylde, dark sorceress of Limbo didn't have the power necessary to keep her best friend's body from betraying her. If Belasco had been alive still, she might have agreed to give him the last pieces of her soul as long as he would make sure that Kitty would live.
There was no Belasco and there was no power or ability in Xavier's school or students that could reverse what had been done to Kitty. There were no answers that were found in any books or any of their powers. When she found out that Psylocke's psionic powers were the only thing keeping Kitty from fading all together, Illyana felt like there was something sharp cutting her deep within her chest.
The night they loaded her on the plane and went to seek help from Dr. Doom, Illyana wasn't there. She was with the rest of her team taking care of things with the Hellions. When they came back to the mansion, no one would tell her exactly where Doom's fortress was located. All they would tell her was that they didn't know if Kitty would come back.
She didn't remember collapsing in the hall as darkness seemed to crush her from all sides. She didn't remember screaming Kitty's name as she was told there that chances were unlikely that Kitty would even survive the trip. She didn't remember the needle prick in her arm or being carried away, screaming for Kitty until her voice was hoarse and she wasn't aware of anything around her.
When she finally came out of the sedated sleep that they kept her in for days, it was to find Kitty asleep in the bed next to her, their fingers intertwined.