Originally Posted by
JudicatorPrime
#76 Teen Jean
So you wanted a dark future, eh? How about this…
Jean wasn’t looking for it. Nevertheless, it found her as things typically did.
Being displaced to a timeline where all of her life’s mysteries had already been resolved more than bothered her. Her destiny had been written before she even knew what she wanted. To say that it scared her is an understatement. For this reason, and many others, she found herself drawn more and more to Miles, whose conversations about his world and unique challenges took her from the one that she faced where everything was already etched in stone.
And then the unexpected happened.
What started out as simple escapes -- chat and study sessions with Miles on rooftops and overpass ledges every other Wednesday -- grew into psi-texts and astral plane dream-walks. She told herself that establishing a psionic rapport with Miles was just her way of being pragmatic. It was ironic that for a person who wasn’t a telepath, Miles seemed to pervade her thoughts anyway. The rapport just made sense. She resisted, denied and deflected for most of their college years. It wasn’t until Jean almost lost Miles the first time that she admitted to herself that whatever her world was going to be, it would be nothing without him in it. They became Mr. and Mrs. Miles Morales shortly thereafter.
Life as a married superhero couple wasn’t easy. Not with her being a reserve X-man and Avenger. Not with him being an Ultimate. But they made it work. And she loved the uneventful days when she was simply Jean Grey Morales, and not Marvel Woman. After their third child, Miles and Jean had given some thought to retiring to New Atlantis (which had risen to the surface in the Second Wakanda-Atlantis War). Unfortunately, this was a decision that they’d never get a chance to make.
Such was there passion and love for one another that their quiet moments together left Jean psionically vulnerable. It was an opening that one of her mortal enemies, Maddy Pryor, now calling herself The Blood Queen, took full advantage, possessing Jean’s body and twisting her powers to deadly effect. Through their rapport Miles realized it too late that Jean was no longer in control. He died at Jean’s hands in the bed that they had shared. The Blood Queen then used the eldritch energies released by Miles’ death to conjure up daemonic horrors that mutilated Jean’s children. None survived. And when they were done with her family, they turned to Jean.
When Jean came to, she was hemorrhaging massively, broken and distraught. The daemons had taken more than a few pounds of flesh. She had lost an eye and her arms were completely severed just above each elbow. Her spine had been shattered. And she would never again be able to conceive. It would take many, many years of physical, spiritual and mental therapy for Jean to recover.
As for Jean’s powers, they too would change due to the assault. In lieu of hands, she gained Phoenix “claws” (more appropriately, talons) to focus her considerable psychokinetic energies. The damage to her brain left her telepathically deaf and mute. In exchange, she gained limited precognitive abilities and psychometry via her talons. The time that she spent in K'un-Lun healing also taught her to develop martial and mystical skills. One strength of will alone Jean became one of the most adept While she has no interest in following the path of the Iron Fist, the way is open to Jean, if she so chooses.
Jean would eventually get revenge on Maddy Pryor, imprisoning her in a psionic Chinese Box construct on the astral plane for all eternity. She would even find a measure of inner peace, although she was never able to completely allow herself to let her guard down with anyone. Even on her best days there was always a sadness and darkness to Jean. But when you’ve gone through hell and back literally, the victory is just being able to smile at all. And that she does…every time that she looks in the mirror and sees the tattoo of Miles’ spider over her heart.