Hi everyone! This is the first X-Men fan fiction I have ever written, so I'm really excited and I hope you will enjoy this story! It's AU but set in X-Men: First Class it kicks off when they are recruiting so timeline it to then when Xavier can still walk, they are still friends, Shaw still alive, Darwin is still alive etc. Ororo will only just be awakening to her abilities she still hasn't got complete control of them yet. I'll be switching perspective between Erik/Ororo and I am writing Storm from the 1st X-Men movie with her long hair but not her African accent haha! Storm will be travelling back in time to 1962 and right into X-Men: First Class! Basically an X-Men and X-Men: First Class crossover. Halle Berry as Storm and Michael Fassbender as Magneto and the rest of the First Class cast I Hope you all enjoy this crazy fic! Much love! CrazyDreamer23 xoxo

Current Year: 2000

Ororo POV

I rushed frantically through the hallways running as fast as my legs would take me. My white silk nightgown flowing wildly in my midst. The professor was screaming and yelling, he had been having nightmares lately but his cries were filled with such agony and torment something was wrong, something was very wrong! I literally flew into the room to find him on the floor convulsing and shaking as if he had been struck by seizure. I was by his side in an instant.

"Professor! Can you hear me! Please answer me!"

As soon as I touched him, my mind was flooded with images. There were two handsome young men aged around thirty, one quite short and stocky in build with peaceful blue eyes and chestnut hair, whilst the other was tall and lean, with darkish brown hair, but what struck me most about him was his piercing gaze at first it seemed intimidating and hard but underneath the surface I could sense great pain...But also great anger. I tried desperately to focus my mind and help the Professor but slowly it was becoming overcome with the images. Wait, was that Mystique? Could she have something to do with this? An image flashed of Mystique and the shortish man in a tight embrace as if brother and sister almost. What does this mean? Is it a sign of some sort?

My thoughts were cut short as I felt an excruciating pang in my temples and my whole world fell into an ominous darkness...

I audibly gasped as I took in a deep breath of the fresh night air, I felt as though I'd been through hell and back. I took in my surroundings, huge ageless oaks adorned the lush forest and small ground plants scattered the floor it seemed so vast it was faintly familiar I'd been here but I still could not recall when or where. Another thing my keen senses had detected was the fact it was at least minus eight degrees out here wherever here was and although I could not feel the cold, I felt a shiver run up my spine. Someone was watching me...

Suddenly I felt my instincts kick in and I bolted I didn't want to try and use my powers as I didn't have that much control on my abilities but I was a fast runner so I was praying that goddess's would aid me in my escape. I could sense that there was not one but two in which were hunting me down like a piece of meat.

"OVER THERE I SEE THEM!" A voice yelled from darkness.

Another voice emerged and replied "Don't worry I'm on it!"

Soon the chase had begun, they were fast very fast indeed, I could practically feel their breath on my neck; it was as if this was a game to them. A pair of scrawny but firm arms snaked around my waist and I was soon being hauled away.

A familiar hum of a voice was trying to infiltrate my mind but I had far too much will power to allow such an invasion and a past which I would never wish to relive... I kicked and thrashed trying desperately to escape their clutches. I could see lights off into the distance and soon I knew exactly where I was.

Current Year: 1962

Erik POV

His face plagued my thoughts, Sebastian Shaw. He would pay, and he would pay dearly... I would not rest until he paid the ultimate price for what he did. My thoughts were cut short by Xavier's clear concise voice.

"We've got company Erik." Was all he needed to say before I was mentally preparing myself for whatever threat would be looming outside those walls.

"Good, It's about time someone paid us a visit don't you think?" I replied with a smirk.

"Hurry up then!" Answered Charles the ghost of a smile upon his face as he rushed down the stairs to check if Hank and Darwin had succeeded in their game of hide and seek. It had been determined out of the all of them Hank possessed the greatest speed and agility which would be helpful in the case of catching the mysterious trespasser and Darwin had the enhanced vision to find the intruder even in the darkest of nights.

I walked briskly down the hallway lightly jogging down the stairs to join the others in 'welcoming' our new guest. I assessed each one of their faces, Raven looked excited yet apprehensive, Sean looked as though he was trying to be a man when in reality he was still but a teenage boy, Alex was looking ready for blood like a solider almost and last but certainly not least, Charles on the exterior he looked calm and relaxed but I could read him like a book, He knew something about our guest but seemed unsatisfied with the information.

Darwin and Hank burst through the front doors with something no one expected to see. A woman, who looked of African descent and in her late twenties. She had a killer physic, utterly endless legs, a tight toned stomach and a face which looked as though it had been kissed by the god's themselves, strangely her long slightly wavy hair was stark white and yet it only seemed to emphasise her beauty all the more. And her eyes they seemed to hold wisdom beyond her years, and pure defiance and fearlessness, she had a history he could practically smell her pain and frustration.

"Who are you? Who sent you?" Charles asked firmly but also with a sense of apprehension.

"My name is Ororo Munroe and I have no idea how I got here, please just let me go"

The drone of the black and white television broke through the tension in the room. It was a speech from the president John F Kennedy. Her eyes widened and she began to frantically scan the room.

"I don't know what kind of sick joke your playing but it isn't funny tell me where the Professor and the children are? What have you people done with them?"

Her whole demeanour changed she spoke with such force and passion it seemed as though she was ordering rather than asking. Who in the world did this woman think she was? I could not fathom why Charles did not find out all of this already! Isn't he supposed to be some kind of Psychic! If he couldn't handle this situation than I would.

"Why would you want to leave? You are beautiful you know, and I know a lot of men who wouldn't hesitate on taking you by force... You see myself and Charles have kindly allowed you entry to this house where you would be safe from said men. But if you choose to be rude or avoid questions asked of you, I'm afraid we will be forced to revoke your invitation to this house. We wouldn't want to have to do that, now we would we? Especially with you in such a state!" I finished my gaze roaming her gorgeous body a playful yet challenging smirk sprayed across my face.

It seemed she had only just realised the extent of her attire. Soon her bashfulness and embarrassment were evident. Her cheeks obtaining a rosy complexion yet still she would not back down.

"Look I don't know who you think you are, but this is my home and my school and what decade is this! The sixties! Let me see Charles Xavier NOW!"Her voice held such an authoritative tone she must be a teacher, and what would she want with Charles, an ex girlfriend possibly? No, no one with any sanity would ever break up with her.

"I am Charles Xavier, and the year is 1962..." Charles replied calmly his eyes almost fearful.

"What are you talking about! This cannot be happening! Ok if you're really Charles then tell me something only he would know?"

"My favourite colour is green, I have a strange fetish for red liquorice and my mother couldn't cook to save her life."

"Charles? What – Oh my! Do you remember me at all? Anything?" She looked as though she'd seen a ghost her face paled and her eyes were impossibly wide.

" I do have the faintest feeling we have met in this life or another, but I do not remember you, I'm afraid..."Charles looked perplexed as if desperately trying to solve a riddle.

"Look I know this is going to be a lot to take in but I'm from - You know what I'm sorry to have bothered you I'm going to leave now!" She rushed back towards the door.

I leapt forward and got a firm hold on her waist spinning her right into my chest.

"I'm afraid you have some serious explaining to do Miss Munroe..."

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