Wanda Maximoff-Lensherr groggily opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling
above her 'bed'. If you could call compacted dirt and rocks a ceiling, or
a blanket and a patch of cold earth a bed. She stumbled to her feet,
swaying slightly as the fatigue-induced haze began to lift.
'Maybe I shouldn't be up yet, who knows, it may not even be morning yet. I mean who can tell, living inside a hole in the ground' she thought as she shuffled out of the designated sleep cave into the more spacious, but no less claustrophobic living area. Three of her 'cave mates' were already up and about.
"Morning guys" Wanda mumbled reaching for the juice, only to find it not in its normal spot in the middle of the table, "No juice". The tallest of the other three nodded.
"Marie drank it all." Jean Grey replied from the 'kitchen', a space in the living hole where they had an esky and the remnants of a small fire.
"Hey, it's not like anyone told me there was no more." A girl with brown and white hair snapped back.
"No juice..." Wanda pushed her medium length hair out of her eyes and glared.
"Alright, I'll get some more today." Marie Darkholme grumbled staring into her bowl of...whatever Jean had made. A rumbling sound interrupted any further comment on the issue. The floor began to shake and anything not nailed down began to move. Everyone in the room waited, each holding her breath. But the rumbling died down and they all let out a collective sigh.
"Like, I'll never get used to those Sentinels." Kitty Pryde whined attempting to use the semi-reflective surface of the broken TV to fix her hair.
"Don't worry, they won't be around for much longer." Wanda said, now almost fully awake.
"Whatever you say Wanda," Jean replied skeptically. Out of all the girls, Wanda seemed to have the most optimistic attitude towards the Sentinels future. She appeared to fully believe that when they found her father, assuming he wasn't killed in the camps, that he could just wave his hand and make the sentinels go away. Jean had met Wanda's father, Erik a few times when he came over to the mansion to visit the professor, and she knew from Cerebro's files that he had magnetic powers, but could a man really be that strong. There were probably hundreds of Sentinels out there and he was just a laboratory worker with four children. To accomplish something of this magnitude he'd have to be a god.
Marie snorted into her breakfast mush. The dark haired girl across from her never ceased to amuse her. It was like she lived in a fantasy world. No scratch that, she DID live in a fantasy world. Everything in Wanda's life had been easier that her own. Wanda only had one parent but he managed to work full time and raise three children at a time. She herself only had one full time parent, and when her mother had to work, she'd disappear for days, maybe weeks at a time, leaving her and her brother Kurt to fend for themselves. Wanda's powers had come in gradually, allowing their host to adjust over a long period of time and gain control. Marie's had hit her full force one day, nearly sending her insane with the changes her life took. Wanda used to be popular and have heaps of friends at school, and was on numerous sporting teams. Marie's family moved so much she never had time to build up a rep, good or bad at any particular school, and her powers meant that most sport was out of the question.
Marie smiled suddenly. At least I had less of a way to fall when I realized we're living in hell on earth. I'll be laughing when she realizes it.
AN:
Like it? Should I continue? If so, I'm introducing some more female mutants next chapter, so if there's someone you want to see suggest it and I'll include them, if I know enough about them, or if I don't already have plans for them. All cannon x-men evolution characters are already planned for, except the new recruits at Xavier's school. Entries close.....never, I like suggestions!!
'Maybe I shouldn't be up yet, who knows, it may not even be morning yet. I mean who can tell, living inside a hole in the ground' she thought as she shuffled out of the designated sleep cave into the more spacious, but no less claustrophobic living area. Three of her 'cave mates' were already up and about.
"Morning guys" Wanda mumbled reaching for the juice, only to find it not in its normal spot in the middle of the table, "No juice". The tallest of the other three nodded.
"Marie drank it all." Jean Grey replied from the 'kitchen', a space in the living hole where they had an esky and the remnants of a small fire.
"Hey, it's not like anyone told me there was no more." A girl with brown and white hair snapped back.
"No juice..." Wanda pushed her medium length hair out of her eyes and glared.
"Alright, I'll get some more today." Marie Darkholme grumbled staring into her bowl of...whatever Jean had made. A rumbling sound interrupted any further comment on the issue. The floor began to shake and anything not nailed down began to move. Everyone in the room waited, each holding her breath. But the rumbling died down and they all let out a collective sigh.
"Like, I'll never get used to those Sentinels." Kitty Pryde whined attempting to use the semi-reflective surface of the broken TV to fix her hair.
"Don't worry, they won't be around for much longer." Wanda said, now almost fully awake.
"Whatever you say Wanda," Jean replied skeptically. Out of all the girls, Wanda seemed to have the most optimistic attitude towards the Sentinels future. She appeared to fully believe that when they found her father, assuming he wasn't killed in the camps, that he could just wave his hand and make the sentinels go away. Jean had met Wanda's father, Erik a few times when he came over to the mansion to visit the professor, and she knew from Cerebro's files that he had magnetic powers, but could a man really be that strong. There were probably hundreds of Sentinels out there and he was just a laboratory worker with four children. To accomplish something of this magnitude he'd have to be a god.
Marie snorted into her breakfast mush. The dark haired girl across from her never ceased to amuse her. It was like she lived in a fantasy world. No scratch that, she DID live in a fantasy world. Everything in Wanda's life had been easier that her own. Wanda only had one parent but he managed to work full time and raise three children at a time. She herself only had one full time parent, and when her mother had to work, she'd disappear for days, maybe weeks at a time, leaving her and her brother Kurt to fend for themselves. Wanda's powers had come in gradually, allowing their host to adjust over a long period of time and gain control. Marie's had hit her full force one day, nearly sending her insane with the changes her life took. Wanda used to be popular and have heaps of friends at school, and was on numerous sporting teams. Marie's family moved so much she never had time to build up a rep, good or bad at any particular school, and her powers meant that most sport was out of the question.
Marie smiled suddenly. At least I had less of a way to fall when I realized we're living in hell on earth. I'll be laughing when she realizes it.
AN:
Like it? Should I continue? If so, I'm introducing some more female mutants next chapter, so if there's someone you want to see suggest it and I'll include them, if I know enough about them, or if I don't already have plans for them. All cannon x-men evolution characters are already planned for, except the new recruits at Xavier's school. Entries close.....never, I like suggestions!!