This fic takes place after X2, forgot about X3, nothing in there will be used in here from it.
Main couples (some are present and some will be coming): Romy, Jott, Jonda, RoLo, and others to come.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything, if I did I would be rich and probably wouldn't be writing fanfics. Eh, who am I kidding, I'd still be writing.
It was around midnight in downtown New York. A girl ran through the streets with a mob of humans chasing after her. She didn't dare turn around knowing they would be there and that would slow her down. She swept a strand of green hair out of her green eyes as she turned the corner.
"Get back here Mutie!" One of the people yelled as they continued to chase the girl.
The green haired girl slipped in a puddle of water and fell to the ground hard on her knees. She could feel a bruise forming, but ignored it and got to her feet. She continued running until she reached the end of the alley to a dead end.
The ground of people turned down the alley and walked slowly until they spotted the girl. "There it is! Kill it!" A woman shouted and the group approached the girl, who was facing the wall. By the time the mutant girl turned around it was too late. They attacked. A woman's scream filled the night sky.
X-Mansion-Backyard
White chairs were spread out for everyone to sit. The classes had been canceled for a week now. Every student and teacher sat with a white flower in his or her lap. A girl with brown hair and white streaks wearing a black dress sat in the second row closest to the front where a dark brown podium stood. Next to her was a boy around her age with short spike brown hair wearing a black suit.
In the front row sat a man with short brown hair and red glasses. His head was bowed and a small tear slid down from behind the red lenses. Next to him sat a large blue furry man who placed a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder. On the other side of the brown haired man sat a woman with short white hair who had been trying to help for the past week.
A man in a wheel chair rolled up to the podium and got everyone's attention. "As all of you know, a week ago we lost a very valuable person: Jean Grey. She was one of my first students and losing her is like losing a member of my family. I've never met a woman as positive and encouraging as her." Professor Charles Xavier said to the group. No one said a word and kept their heads bowed.
Everyone there had met Jean. All of the students had her as a teacher at one point and had always enjoyed her class more than others. The news that she had been killed at Alkali Lake had saddened everyone in the school.
Scott Summers finally got up from his spot and walked to the podium. Xavier wheeled backwards and allowed him room to talk. Out of everyone in the mansion, he had taken it the hardest. He loved Jean more than anything else in the world.
Some were scared he might do something he might regret and kept an eye on him. Most of the time he would just sit in his room and refused come out. Ororo and Logan had to make sure he was alright. A friend of theirs, whose mutation finally manifested came to the mansion: Hank McCoy.
"I don't know what to say." Scott started and could feel his voice crack. "I loved Jean. I'd rather it had been me instead so she could have been here today. She didn't deserve what happened to her." He brought his hand to the bridge of his nose. Xavier rolled up beside him and tried to comfort the younger man, but it didn't seem to help.
A few miles away, a young man in a brown leather duster stared at the funeral through a pair of binoculars. He had a soft tan skin and brown hair. He looked as the man with glasses walked away from the funeral after placing a red rose on a black casket. Everyone else that was sitting rose to their feet and started walking up to the casket.
He oversaw the crowd and made a few notes to himself on each of them. As soon as he came across the girl with brown hair with white streaks a sly grin appeared on his face. 'School ain' bad if dey got belle femme's like dis.' He thought to himself and looked through the rest of the crowd.
He pulled the binoculars away and revealed his red on black eyes. His employer had wanted him to sneak into the X-Men's mansion and steal all the information within it. It looked like an easy enough job to do.
Magneto's Base
John sat in the chair of Magneto's office with Mystique. They were told to wait there for him. The day before two people arrived at the base, one with black hair and the other with silver. From what Mystique had told him, they were Magneto's children. He was shocked to see them as well. They all went into his office and when he came out he was pissed.
Finally the door opened and Magneto walked in with his children, Wanda and Pietro. "What is this about?" Mystique was the first to ask.
"From what they told me, my other daughter Lorna was killed by an anti-mutant group." He clenched his hands together and the desk in front of them began to bend.
"They said they even took her body and burned it, or so they claim." Wanda aka Scarlet Witch stated and took a seat next to John.
"Those-little-bastards-are-going-to-pay-for-hurting-my-sister! No-one-gets-away-with-that!" Pietro aka Quicksilver growled and sat down next to his sister. Once they had learned of the fate of their other sister, they came to Magneto with the news.
"Indeed. I've had enough of the homo-sapiens. It is time they pay." Magneto said and sat down in his chair. "I don't understand why she didn't use her powers on them."
"Because she didn't like hurting people." Wanda replied. "Though sometimes that is the only solution." She whispered to herself.
"So, what are we going to do?" John asked the older man and glanced over at Wanda. 'I'm going to like working here.' He thought to himself.
"I already have recruited a few more mutants. At the moment, they are spying in different areas for me. Once I am able to recruit more and have all the information I need, we are going to war." Magneto announced.
End of Chapter 1
Note: sorry this is short. The next chapter will be longer. At least I hope so.
