It was a feeling she knew. Vaguely itchy under her skin, feeling like her powers were going to explode and like she needed to go running for a week, and just see where she ended up. Here, she couldn't do what she'd done back home: grab her bag and just leave.

The sensoriums were about as close to that as she could get.

And they were beginning to fail her.

She hated feeling caged. It'd happened to her a bit too often in her life - most spectacularly, with the Skrulls, the Shi'ar and Bastion - for her to be very comfortable with the idea that she just couldn't leave.

So, that left one thing. One thing that would get disapproving looks from pretty much every X-Man ever, and would have Wolverine dragging her by the pigtails to go workout with him.

Yeah, well, Logan wasn't here. So there.

"Alright, Stacy." Jubilee closed her eyes, and allowed the parameters of the exercise to flow from behind her mental shields to the ship.

She knew it was right, when she heard the birds singing in the trees, and the gentle lap of water against the shore - she hoped the safety parameters were in place too. She really didn't want to die. Her hands almost sparked but she pulled them back in.

The area around her made a pang hit her. She missed the Mansion. Seeing the lake and the woods made the ache that much sharper. Even if the woods were different this time.

Somewhere, in these woods, a hunter lurked.

Jubilee headed off into the trees to look for Victor Creed.

Title: Gemini, Part V: Meadows of Heaven
Location: Stacy; The Sensoriums
Notes: In loving memory of Michael, aka Pendrell. May 12, 2000.






( I. Nemo )

Rollerskating wasn't really one of those things that Kara Zor-El did. When you could fly, there really wasn't a lot of that type of thing that you did. Still, somehow, today, Kara was in roller skates, the Sensoriums projecting a pair of bright red hot pants and a light blue v-neck blouse onto her. A little S-shield was off to the right of the blouse. There was an oldie playing in the background, though it sounded like the words may have been translated to Kryptonese.

What the hell had she been thinking, earlier? That thing with Sofia? The way that Kara had ganged up on her? What the hell had that been, exactly? Kara didn't know, but suffice to say, she wasn't exactly proud of that. She remembered earlier, when someone had told her that she was self-centered, and always made everything about her.

She didn't, did she?

And, Rao, that look that Julian had given her after walking in on the aftermath...

Kara sighed.

What the hell was going on with her?

The Scarlet Witch was in one of the Sensoriums. She had set it so that the environment was one of the forests by Mt. Wundagore. She had removed the mountain itself- she didn't want to see that place ever again, especially after her nightmare.

She sat in a clearing, on the top of a hill and underneath a tree, book in hand. Specifically the book on the Roma her husband had given her. It was one of the few things Wanda had from her life before she was taken. Reading it helped her to feel more centered. Usually.