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"The war is over -- but the peace still has to be won." -- Rachel, Excalibur #67.
"You can call me Rachel Summers." "You...say that as though it should mean something to me." "Maybe...because it does?" -- Rachel to Cable, Excalibur #71.
"Go now then, Boak! We have little time to waste. Clone the child! Give night a fighting chance for dawn...give us all a Dayspring....so that tomorrow -- and yesterday...will be a better place." -- Rachel, from Cable #7
"Promise me Kitty." "I..I don't understand." "When I'm born to Scott and Jean. Promise me you'll hold me in your arms, and keep me safe and warm, and give me a kiss 'Hello.'" "I... promise." "Thank you." -- Rachel and Kitty, ?????
Askani.
Daughter to the pain and torture of the Tomorrow Killer. Mother and succor to the Dayspring, son of the Morning Fire.
So little I have learned about you, Askani. To me, you were little more than a cause for minor distraction. A clan leader of some distinction, certainally with a stoked fire in your belly, but hardly worth my attention. Had I known then what I know now about your actions, I believe I would've taken the time to get to know you better, to wring your neck in my clenched hands. In many ways, Askani, you are the reason I am alive, and the reason I am really dead.
Do I love you or do I hate you? Do I nurse at your breast or rip at your throat? Do I look for you, if I survive the final chorus of my mad song? Upon finding you, do I gaze into your eyes and slay you cold, leave you for dead, or do I ask for the answers for questions which have torn at me since birth?
Who am I really? Why am I here? What did I do to deserve this life?
Could you give me these answers, Askani? Would you? I will never be whole until I know.
This is where you have left me, my time-worn wife, in the edge, unable to tread on either side for fear of stepping of the precipice, yet ravaged inside for lack of knowing which way to go.
Thank you, Askani. May you one day pay for what you have done in the name of Xavier's Dream. May you burn for providing that hope to others, while forever denying it to me..... -- Stryfe, Stryfe's Strike File #1.
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