WATXM fanfic-
Chapter 1-
"I can't believe you got us caught! AGAIN!" a deep voice screamed in my mind, aggravating to no end. I groaned and rubbed circles around my temple,
"Shut up! I am not in the mood to hear from you right now!" I snapped back looking around the cell I was in. "Besides I just came here for the food." The voice grunted angrily but made no comment on my supposed stupidity.
I waited around for a while, hoping for someone to come with a plate. When they didn't I looked across the hallway, a black haired guy sat there, spinning something in his fingers.
"Hey! You!" I called. He looked up and shot me a cocky grin.
"Hey pretty lady, you don't look like the kind of girl who should be trapped in a place like this, you interested in gettin' free?" I shrugged,
"Well one, you sound like a salesman and two I can get out whenever I want, what's the food like here?" he looked shocked but shook his head,
"It's prison food." He said as if that was all the explanation he needed and it was.
"And here I hoped they would be a bit nicer…I shouldn't have expected as much." I mumbled in disgust.
I slipped my hand through my electrocuted bars and poked at the control panel next to the door. I took a deep breath and shot a sharp blast of heat through the wires, frying them and all the wires back to the main control center. There was a small, unplanned explosion that set off quite a few alarms but it did ultimately shut down all of the other cells, freeing all the Mutants in my section.
Guards came running, freaking out while the mutants sprinted away from their prisons, happy to be free. I on the other hand calmly walked down the hallway in a leisurely saunter; any guard came near me they were repelled by my now burning hot skin.
"Well that was boring, oh well." I sighed mentally as some other guard fell backwards with a scream, my acute hearing picked up the subtle sounds of burning skin and I let out a happy sigh, I loved that sound…
I finally made it outside and looked up at the moon with a small smile,
"Well! Thanks for your hospitality!" I shouted backwards, I saw Ross run outside holding some kind of weapon so I crouched down, calling my deep red, basically black, wings and launched myself into the air, flying away.
I swooped over the city, looking down sadly, the world has gone to hell over the past…while…that I've been around.
I shook my head and dipped my right wing slightly, heading towards the suburbs of the city. I landed in a dark alley and my wings vanished back beneath my skin. I tugged the cloak I had hidden in the shadows out and pulled it around my body, slipping out and heading towards the house I was looking for.
I walked up the four stone steps leading towards the front door. I glanced around carefully, checking if anyone was marking me and where I went, I didn't want these people getting in trouble. I didn't see anyone so I knocked on the door.
I waited a few seconds before there was a scuffle on the other side of the door and I guessed someone looked through the peep hole before the latch was undone and a middle aged man stood before me with a smile.
"Alyx! Come to steal our food are we now?" I beamed at the man, he was tall with brown hair and nice blue eyes,
"Of course I am!" I chirped and sniffed the air. "I smell chili!" he chuckled,
"Your nose is never wrong! Amy even made extra, just in case you stopped by." I beamed and walked around him and into the spicy smelling house.
"Who was it dear? Was it our usual visitor?" a female voice called from the dining room.
"Yup! I'm here for your food!" I called happily.
"Alyx! We haven't seen you in a few weeks! How has it been? Sit down, we were just about to eat." She gestured to the table and I pulled out a chair, sitting down and staring hungrily at the bowl that she placed in front of me.
"It's been fine, as good as it could be for a wanted criminal." I said nonchalantly, they knew I was a mutant, I was friends with their son, who's also a mutant. He had gone into hiding when things got really bad, I had an open invitation to stay with him but I was set on helping other mutants around here, those weaker than I was.
"Hmm…" the man, Chris, 'said' with a frown. We ate in silence the only noise something from the clink of silverware. After we all finished Chris laid down his spoon and looked at me, a hardness in his eyes that made me know exactly what he was going to say.
"I think it's time you gave up on this little hero act and go join Andy!" I sighed and placed my spoon down as well, calmly dabbing at my face with my napkin, folding it and setting it aside.
"I'm going to continue helping mutants, mostly the ones that have weaker abilities than I do, when I find that everything is well set up in this town I will go get Andy and bring him back here, you haven't seen him in a few years right?"
"That's beside the point! You're barely twenty years old! You're placing too much on yourself!" he insisted.
"Actually I appear twenty-one but I have lived many years longer than that, I know things that only appear in your nightmares, I have seen gods, I think I can handle this." I growled, fighting my temper down, trying to keep it in check.
"I don't care what you've seen! You are just a girl and you need to let the teams take care of it! Everything will work out, just go find Andy and stay with him! Let someone else work!" I shook my head angrily.
"No! I will not just sit back and watch other people fight for my beliefs! I will fight for myself and only when peace has returned will I sit back, and if that can't happen I'll die trying!" I snapped, losing control of my already overactive temper and standing up.
"That's my point! You're going to get yourself killed!" Chris shouted back, standing as well. We glared at each other angrily, both of us too stubborn to back down.
"Alyx, we understand you want to stand up for your kind and we understand that, we're just worried for your safety." Amy said soothingly, placing a hand on her husband's shoulder.
"Well don't be. I can't be killed." I turned away and headed towards the door, "I tried." I muttered, mostly to myself before launching out the door, shooting into the air.
Now I circled the city angrily, the mere thought of backing away and running makes me tense and agitated, and the only way to cure that is a good old fashion fight.
"Yah…that's what I need! I need to fight something." I thought to myself and looked over the city.
I kept flying, looking for some kind of fight to join in on. I finally heard the sounds of a fight and I dived towards it. There was a large crowd of mardies surrounding what looked like just one mutant.
That mutant happened to be the leader of the X-Men. I circled around once, now unsure if I should get involved with him but my anger and lack of planning made me pin my wings and shoot into the fray. Just in landing I knocked down about seven of the mardies but they quickly filled in the gap, forcing me to back into the center, my back turned to Wolverine.
"Who are you?" he snarled, he sounded tired, who knows how long he's been fighting here. I glanced over my shoulder at him and smirked,
"Nec tibi cura de aliquo." I said, ignoring his confused look and focusing my mutation in my hands and creating two daggers made solely of fire.
I smiled and launched myself at the mardies, slicing their weapons and knocking them out, I was actually itching to do a little more but with Wolverine right there I didn't want him to decide I was a maniac and try to kill me, that was a long fight I did not want to get involved in. So instead of killing them a few of them got painful gashes. I got to listen to the songs of their screams and their flesh burning.
I fought for about fifteen minutes, the number of mardies dramatically decreasing as I swung. Finally there were no more, they were all either moaning in pain, withering on the ground or simply out cold. I straightened up and got rid of my daggers. I turned to face Wolverine, he obviously didn't trust me, his claws were still out and he looked ready to keep fighting even though I could hear his heart beat faster than normal and his breath come out in exhausted pants.
"I'm not going to fight you, I was just mad and needed a good fight, yours was just the first one I could find." I explained, hands up. He relaxed and nodded,
"Fine." He said gruffly and straightened up, retracting his claws. "What side are you on kid?" I chuckled and waved to the MRD soldiers,
"One: don't call me kid, two: obviously not theirs." He glared at me,
"Brotherhood or Us." he clarified. I made a face,
"Neither as of now. I'm just a free-flying mutant." I chuckled at my own joke.
"You fight well, come to the institute, we always have room for mutants." I frowned and shook my head,
"Nah, I usually don't work well with others. Thanks anyway though." I smiled and, just as I was about to take to the air I heard the sound of a hammer clicking back. I spun around just in time for the bullet to be let flying and hit me square in the ribs. I gasped and stumbled back a step. My hand flew up to the wound, getting covered with what little blood spilled before I started to heal. I looked at the blood and back at the horrified MRD officer.
"O interrogavit enim nunc." I snarled in my native tongue which I only tend to use when I'm pissed or being polite, not sure why I use it when I'm polite but I do.
I stalked forward, creating another dagger in my hand but this one was wicked and curved, glowing red, making it look like it was already stained in blood. I slashed the gun in half and grabbed the front of his shirt lifting him up so he was level with me.
"I should slit your throat, I should cut off your hands and let you bleed to death, I should shoot you in the ribs, see how you like it." I hissed,
"Hey! Cool it!" Wolverine snarled.
"He just shot me!" I argued viciously, still glaring at the man, watching him shake in terror delightfully.
"You're not helping your kind with that kind of brutality. You're better then they are." He growled, tightening his fist impossibly around my arm.
I continued to glare down at the terrified Mardie in disgust before letting out a breath and calming down. Wolverine took my hint and let me go. I rolled my wrist and turned, lashing out to knock him unconscious, spitting at him.
"Why don't you come back to the institute? Give you a safe roof over your head." He offered.
"I don't work too well with others." I sighed.
"I'd say you just proved yourself wrong." He shot back, pointing around at the unconscious bodies. My lips twitched up in amusement and I shook my head.
"I don't like working with others." I revised. "Thanks for the fight."
With that I took back to the skies.
I landed in the little red barn I was staying in as of right now and settled down to sleep.
I was half-way asleep when I heard the sound of thunder. I shot up straight and curled into the shadows, the night had been perfectly clear, I didn't smell a coming thunderstorm which could only mean one thing.
"Zeus." My other voice spoke. I nodded in agreement and hoped he wouldn't be able to find me but, in a flash of bright light, he stood before me.
"Well if it isn't my little Guardian!" he crowed, "I thought someone had finally found a way to do you in!" I scowled at him.
"No, I'm fine, he's fine now go away." I spat.
"Aw…still so mean, he really has changed you hasn't he." I froze and shook my head,
"No, he simply helped me realize who I really was, on the inside anyway." the large man before me chuckled, he was tall and well-built with blonde hair and a matching blonde beard, he was also wearing a purple toga…yah…he needs to get caught up on the customs around this era.
"As long as you believe that I'll keep letting you, but I can't have you running off like you did, I lost you for two full years, it was only that recent blood-lust filled fury you slipped into a few minutes ago that let me find you again." I glared at the ground and said nothing.
"I sense you are tired, sleep now you need rest, for you are the custos incomprehensibils." He said, without thinking I responded.
"Semper in manum catenis, et non dimittet." He nodded and smiled, giving me a pat on the head. That one little touch turned my eyelids as heavy as lead and I slipped into a deep slumber, his quiet laughter floating in my dreams.
A/N- OKAY PEOPLE! This is the first chapter of my story! This will have a large amount of Greek Mythology, her use of Latin instead of Greek will be explained. As time goes on I do mostly get rid of the latin so just bear with me on the few chapters that have it. I'm kinda crappy at updating, but I'm good with writing. I already have 44 chapters of this story written and the ending all planned out (Good for all you people, means I'm actually going to finish it) Tell me if you like it, and if you do, I'll keep it coming.
Actually, I've had this written since…early 2012 but I just got back from seeing Age of Ultron for the second time and I realized I really need some more Pietro in my life. He'll be coming in next chapter, don't you worry.
Latin to English-
Nec tibi cura de aliquot- 'Not someone you have to worry about'
O interrogavit enim nunc- 'Oh you asked for it now'
custos incomprehensibils- 'the Keeper of the uncatchable'
Semper in manum catenis, et non dimittet- 'the chains are forever in my fist and I will not let go'