Destiny is Not Always Kind
I had to reload the story due to some difficulties, but the title also changed. It was formally known as Learning to Accept who I am.
Disclaimers: I do not own X-men: Evolution what so ever. I do own Alison, code name Ice Phoenix. This story takes place some time during season three.before apocalypse's release, so Jean and Scott are fairly closer and etc.
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Prologue
The sun shone brightly over upstate New York, and few clouds floating lightly in the breeze. A man with a warm heart walked out to the front porch with a small girl pulling on his hand. He laughed as she let go to greet the sunshine with a bright smile. He smiled lovingly to his daughter as she played around in the front yard without a care in the world.
"Daddy!" A small girl waved at her father holding a camera to take a picture of his child. He smiled and waved as he kneeled in their front yard and took a picture of his excited young daughter.
The girl twirled around as a woman with long white hair began to let some petals fall over her as she danced. The woman smiled as the girl found joy in the small things of life, like most children do. She was different though she was a mutant child. She was able to control her gifts, as her father called them, and was a gift to the family she had around her.
"Daddy, come over here!" The girl motioned, her father smiled and handed the camera to another man that was there, and he was shorter than him but probably much older than he was. The father made his way to his daughter and picked her up into his arms and twirled her around. The happy quartet lived their lives that way, just enjoying life...then the sky grew dark.
The girl screamed as she was wretched away from her father's arms, the father quickly ran after his daughter but only to find himself on the ground, his legs would not move. He began to pull himself a long the ground trying to make his way to his daughter and no matter how much closer he tried to get to her, it seemed she only got farther and father away from him. He desperately tried to reach his daughter but found it was no use as she was taken away from him.
"NO!"
Charles Xavier pushed himself up in his bed, and placed his hand on his forehead. It had been a few years since he had the dream, the dream that changed every time it occurred. He sighed, and looked out the window and it was still night. He pulled himself into his wheelchair and made his way out of his room. Usually when he had that dream it mean someone was close by.
He quickly made his way over to the elevator and pushed it down to the floor of Cerebo. He needed to know, he had to know for sure. However the professor did not know an old friend was watching him with much concern.
"Charles, you had that dream again..." Logan sighed; he had once talked to his friend about it. However, he still did not know the meaning of all of it. He decided he would get a little more sleep and check up on his friend, for he knew where he would be.
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Magneto stood tall in casual daywear clothing versus his mutant attire that he usually wore. His gaze was caught on a young girl with medium length golden brown hair. It was the same color as his once best friend before his lose of hair, however the girl held a resemblance to his former best friend. Her eyes were of a deep blue green, and almost anyone would melt at the sight of them. She had grown over the years, she had turned eighteen not too long ago. She was also getting ready for graduation, though she was the valedictorian she was also labeled as a rebel by her friends.
The girl though a beauty she was, she had a tattoo of a phoenix in blue on the small of her back. The tattoo was small, but it was large enough for people to see when she wore hip huggers or midriff shirt. She also had a belly button ring and she had pierced her upper ear and usually wore an ear cuff or a sapphire stud.
She was wearing her usual blue green button shirt, and she had rolled the sleeves up just above her elbows. She wore a black miniskirt that had short slits on either side of her, and wore long white knee-high boots. She wore minimal makeup but it was done in the fashion of most of the preps at the school she was attending along with the others at the orphanage.
She was at the orphanage because of him; he had taken her from his once best friend in hopes to future his purpose of a dominating mutant race. However, the girl was very resistant and her mutant abilities had grown. He had tried to alter her memories so he would be the father but her telepathic abilities were much like her father's. They were strong, and easily could detect someone approaching her or if harm was to come her way. He had asked Master Mind to try to find a way to alter her memories, but it had been no use.
"Do you think she'll ever turn to our side?" Sabertooth asked as he watched the young brunette head over to the waiting car filled with waiting students.
"As long as she has that bond with Xavier then we have no possible chance," Magneto turned and walk away, he was followed by Sabertooth. "I know my magnetic shield will not hold for much longer and Xavier will be able to find her, but my worry if she finds him first."
"And the legend?" Sabertooth asked.
"Apocalypse is real, and it means that Xavier's daughter does have the power of one of the phoenixes deep within her," Magneto stated as they continued to walk away.
"How can we be for sure?"
"The night her powers went out of control, her body was engulfed in a blue light that took form of a bird." Magneto paused, "I just have to make sure Xavier never finds her, no matter what the cost."
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Alright, I got this done^^ Wondering what will happen next? Have to stay tuned, see you next chapter^^ Review...
I had to reload the story due to some difficulties, but the title also changed. It was formally known as Learning to Accept who I am.
Disclaimers: I do not own X-men: Evolution what so ever. I do own Alison, code name Ice Phoenix. This story takes place some time during season three.before apocalypse's release, so Jean and Scott are fairly closer and etc.
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Prologue
The sun shone brightly over upstate New York, and few clouds floating lightly in the breeze. A man with a warm heart walked out to the front porch with a small girl pulling on his hand. He laughed as she let go to greet the sunshine with a bright smile. He smiled lovingly to his daughter as she played around in the front yard without a care in the world.
"Daddy!" A small girl waved at her father holding a camera to take a picture of his child. He smiled and waved as he kneeled in their front yard and took a picture of his excited young daughter.
The girl twirled around as a woman with long white hair began to let some petals fall over her as she danced. The woman smiled as the girl found joy in the small things of life, like most children do. She was different though she was a mutant child. She was able to control her gifts, as her father called them, and was a gift to the family she had around her.
"Daddy, come over here!" The girl motioned, her father smiled and handed the camera to another man that was there, and he was shorter than him but probably much older than he was. The father made his way to his daughter and picked her up into his arms and twirled her around. The happy quartet lived their lives that way, just enjoying life...then the sky grew dark.
The girl screamed as she was wretched away from her father's arms, the father quickly ran after his daughter but only to find himself on the ground, his legs would not move. He began to pull himself a long the ground trying to make his way to his daughter and no matter how much closer he tried to get to her, it seemed she only got farther and father away from him. He desperately tried to reach his daughter but found it was no use as she was taken away from him.
"NO!"
Charles Xavier pushed himself up in his bed, and placed his hand on his forehead. It had been a few years since he had the dream, the dream that changed every time it occurred. He sighed, and looked out the window and it was still night. He pulled himself into his wheelchair and made his way out of his room. Usually when he had that dream it mean someone was close by.
He quickly made his way over to the elevator and pushed it down to the floor of Cerebo. He needed to know, he had to know for sure. However the professor did not know an old friend was watching him with much concern.
"Charles, you had that dream again..." Logan sighed; he had once talked to his friend about it. However, he still did not know the meaning of all of it. He decided he would get a little more sleep and check up on his friend, for he knew where he would be.
***
Magneto stood tall in casual daywear clothing versus his mutant attire that he usually wore. His gaze was caught on a young girl with medium length golden brown hair. It was the same color as his once best friend before his lose of hair, however the girl held a resemblance to his former best friend. Her eyes were of a deep blue green, and almost anyone would melt at the sight of them. She had grown over the years, she had turned eighteen not too long ago. She was also getting ready for graduation, though she was the valedictorian she was also labeled as a rebel by her friends.
The girl though a beauty she was, she had a tattoo of a phoenix in blue on the small of her back. The tattoo was small, but it was large enough for people to see when she wore hip huggers or midriff shirt. She also had a belly button ring and she had pierced her upper ear and usually wore an ear cuff or a sapphire stud.
She was wearing her usual blue green button shirt, and she had rolled the sleeves up just above her elbows. She wore a black miniskirt that had short slits on either side of her, and wore long white knee-high boots. She wore minimal makeup but it was done in the fashion of most of the preps at the school she was attending along with the others at the orphanage.
She was at the orphanage because of him; he had taken her from his once best friend in hopes to future his purpose of a dominating mutant race. However, the girl was very resistant and her mutant abilities had grown. He had tried to alter her memories so he would be the father but her telepathic abilities were much like her father's. They were strong, and easily could detect someone approaching her or if harm was to come her way. He had asked Master Mind to try to find a way to alter her memories, but it had been no use.
"Do you think she'll ever turn to our side?" Sabertooth asked as he watched the young brunette head over to the waiting car filled with waiting students.
"As long as she has that bond with Xavier then we have no possible chance," Magneto turned and walk away, he was followed by Sabertooth. "I know my magnetic shield will not hold for much longer and Xavier will be able to find her, but my worry if she finds him first."
"And the legend?" Sabertooth asked.
"Apocalypse is real, and it means that Xavier's daughter does have the power of one of the phoenixes deep within her," Magneto stated as they continued to walk away.
"How can we be for sure?"
"The night her powers went out of control, her body was engulfed in a blue light that took form of a bird." Magneto paused, "I just have to make sure Xavier never finds her, no matter what the cost."
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Alright, I got this done^^ Wondering what will happen next? Have to stay tuned, see you next chapter^^ Review...