AN: I am a fan of supernatural and magical things. After watching X-men for a bit, I decided to think about the idea for the story. Please provide constructive criticism. I'm all for ideas on whether or not this should be Flyna, Folive or Fiolet.
Prologue
Marianne looked through her files; each slip of paper was neatly stacked into a manila folder, each having their own name written in black marker. Marianne had black hair tied up in a neat bun; her eyes were dark brown and slanted which made it clear that she was of Asian descent. Her brown eyes had thin black rimmed glasses covering them. There was a knock at the door shortly after she finished filling out some paperwork.
"Who is it?" She called out, looking up from her desk.
"You tell me, Spectacles," they replied back.
Marianne/Spectacles lowered her glasses. The door seemed to fade away as she saw who was outside her office.
"Come in, Ginger."
A woman with long strawberry blonde hair entered the room. Her skin was pale and covered in freckles, and her eyes were a light blue. Another noticeable thing about Ginger was her height; she was about 6 feet tall with very long legs.
"What's the news?" Marianne asked, putting down her manila folder.
"A few children in San Francisco with the X-gene have been found," Ginger replied.
"Define; children," Marianne requested, taking a sip of a near-by cup of tea.
"About five or six eleven year olds."
Marianne choked on her tea and looked up at Ginger; who had a straight face.
"You've got to be kidding!" Marianne almost yelled.
"When it comes to you, Marianne," Ginger started off with a smile, "I never kid."
Marianne stood up and walked out the office door, not bothering to push in her chair or close the door.
"Let's go get some back ground information on these children," Marianne said to Ginger, who followed her down the corridors.
They reached an elevator, and once it came to them, they both boarded silently. Much to their luck, no student was in there. Marianne was currently the principal of an important school to teenagers with the X-gene, Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters. The school was founded by the deceased Charles Xavier, a telepath, mind controller, and memory manipulator. Once they reached their desired level, the elevator doors opened and the two women stepped outside of the elevator.
"Ginger, Spectacles, what brings you two down here?" a man with dark, scruffy brown hair asked.
"Background information on the eleven year old mutants," Marianne said simply, she was in no mood for playing games.
"R-right, of course," he stuttered, "Follow me."
They followed the man; he was currently wearing a white lab coat with goggles. They entered through a large silver door, leading them into a giant room, filled with a few people typing series of codes and sequences. The room had a bunch of black screens, each filled with glowing numbers and letters that raced across it. Every now and then there would be a picture of a person as well as information on the person. The room was fairly dark, the screens being the only notable source of light.
"The eleven year old mutants; show them." the man said as he clicked his fingers.
Immediately everyone clicked away, a huge white screen descended from the ceiling. A projection of five images showed up.
"These are the mutants were found." the dark brown-haired male told them.
Three of the images were of young girls, the other two of young boys.
"Continue, Baker," Marianne ordered as she folded her arms across her chest.
"Next slide!" Baker yelled putting his hand in the air.
It changed to only being the picture of the first girl. She had straight black hair with a dark skin tone and brown eyes. Her hair was currently tied up into a ponytail and she held a violin and its bow.
"This is Chyna Ann Parks." Baker introduced gesturing to the screen. He clicked his fingers and the name appeared across the screen under the picture.
"She plays the violin, I see," Marianne commented as her arms unfolded.
"Chyna is a musical prodigy, already mastering the violin, cello and harp at age three," Baker elaborated.
"Is that her X-gene?" Marianne asked, bored of the girl as she raised her brows and re-folded her arms.
"No, Chyna has an amazing voice, she is a talented singer. However, Chyna's control over her voice isn't entirely because of her prodigious talent," Baker started, "Chyna's X-gene is a supersonic voice."
"Interesting," Marianne said dryly, "Looks like we'll have another Banshee." Banshee had been a friend of the school founder, Charles Xavier.
"Yes, her powers are exactly same. Next Slide!" Baker shouted, once again throwing his arms into the air.
This time the image was of a blonde girl. She had slightly pale skin and blue eyes, and was holding up the winner's trophy of the National Spelling Bee.
"This picture of Olive Daphne Doyle," the name appeared on the screen under the image, "was taken when she was eight years old, and had beaten out adults at the national spelling bee."
"Her X-gene?" Marianne beckoned, her hands circled in front of her chest.
"I'm getting to that," Baker stated, "Olive has an extraordinary mind. She was born with eidetic memory."
"That's not an X-gene," Marianne interrupted.
"Be patient, Spectacles, I'm getting there." Baker told her.
Marianne gave a curtly nod.
"Because of Olive's extraordinary mind, she developed an x-gene, she is a telepath." Baker finished.
Marianne smiled. "Excellent."
"Next!" Baker yelled. His arms rose to the air again.
The picture changed, this time to a boy with brown hair that was slightly curly, slightly tanned skin and brown eyes.
"This is Fletcher Pumpernickel Quimby, another prodigy with an X-gene." Baker introduced. Fletcher's name appeared on the screen under the image.
Ginger gave a slight chuckle at his middle name.
"You shouldn't laugh, Talia Tinkerbella Flinch." Marianna reminded her.
Ginger, whose real name was revealed to be Talia, stopped laughing immediately and fought back the urge to glare. It was Baker's turn to give a slight chuckle.
"Continue," Marianne said.
"Fletcher is an art prodigy. His father used to sell his paintings for a pretty high price when he was only four years old." Baker complied.
"I am getting sick of all these prodigies," Marianne muttered under her breath.
"Fletcher's X-gene was only discovered a week before his eleventh birthday, which wasn't even a fortnight ago," Baker said.
Spectacle and Ginger's jaws dropped.
"Fletcher has the ability to bring inanimate objects to life, once brought to life, they serve Fletcher in his own personal 'army,'" Baker continued, using his fingers as quotation marks.
"I'm impressed, currently the three should make a good team, however I'm reluctant to send the blonde-"
"Olive." Baker interrupted.
"On missions when she is old enough." Spectacles noted, mostly to herself.
"We still have two more to go, also both prodigies," Baker reminded her.
"Wow, that is a lot of prodigies," Ginger admitted.
"Next!"
Another picture of a boy was shown. He had short black hair and was a little chubby. He was sitting in front of a huge computer.
"This is Angus Chestnut, he has no middle name." Baker told them.
Angus' name appeared on the screen under the image.
"He is a computer genius, and that is without the influence of his X-gene, which showed up a month before he turned ten." said Baker, looking solely up at the screen.
"With the way you worded it, I guess his X-gene has something to do with intelligence or technology," Marianna guessed.
"Angus is a technopath. In fact, he hacked our systems a week ago, the only trace we had of him was the back-up X-gene finding system, because he removed himself , as well as all of his traces from the main database. According to our back-up, his X-gene was not used to hack into our systems," Baker elaborated.
"I am very impressed. He'll make an excellent addition to the little prodigy team. What about the last child?"
"Violet Astoria Evergreen." Baker continued.
The next image showed up, along with the name captioned under the image. Violet had straight chocolate brown hair that reached her shoulders. Her eyes were also brown and she was currently wearing a football uniform.
"Violet is a sports prodigy," Baker told Marianne, who furrowed her brows.
"Every sport she tries, she excels at. She has multiple powers because of her X-gene."
"Multiple?" Marianne questioned with wide eyes, paying much more attention.
"Super agility, super endurance, super strength and a healing factor." Baker numbered off on his fingers.
"She'll definitely be the brawn of the team. I have their positions all worked out. Write this down, Baker," Spectacles ordered as she snapped her fingers.
Baker quickly grabbed out a notepad and a black ballpoint pen.
"Olive and Angus won't be on the field, they'll stay in the transporting vehicle, the alternative being the base. If the base is being used, then Olive must go with them, so she has to be trained to fight some-what." Marianne started.
"Angus will be the guy dealing with the technology, Olive will strategize the plans and feed it to her team mates via her telepathy, Chyna, Fletcher and Violet will all be out in the field, fighting. Violet will be the main fighter. She'll always be fighting the main target, while Chyna and Fletcher will be there for back-up." Marianne finished.
"Got it."
AN: I noticed it is short. If you want a specific pairing, please review it or PM me with it. I am undecided whether I want Folive, Flyna or Fiolet. I am writing Chapter 1 immediately after I finish editing this Prologue.