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For your reading ease, you should know that this story takes place a good number of years after the movie. My story MAY be influenced slightly by the comic series but only slightly. This story takes place as if nothing of major importance happens after the movie. Dr. Doom has not returned, Sue Storm and Reed Richards are married and have one daughter. Johnny Storm had twins with, at the beginning of the story, an as of yet, unknown woman; so Johnny is a single parent. And in this chapter, it is not yet known what happened to Ben Grimm. Okay, that's the basics. Once more: Please review! and ENJOY!

Fantastic Four: The Legacy

Chapter One – The Fantastic Children

The alarm clock buzzed annoyingly and a hand reached over toward it. The hand slapped at the button until the alarm stopped.

Susan Richards rolled over on the mattress and looked at her husband of over fifteen years. Reed was still asleep and she tried not laugh at the pillow marks on his face. Susan leaned over and kissed her husband on the cheek. Reed twitched, but remained sleeping. Susan sighed as she got out of bed. She stretched her arms and put a hand to her mouth, yawning. She walked around to the other side of the bed and gently shook Reed's slumbering form.

"Reed? Honey, it's time to get up," she said. Reed shifted in the sheets but did not open his eyes. Susan sighed again. When we first met, he used to miss our dates because he was studying all day. Fifteen years later, he won't even get up to go to work. She shook him one last time before giving up. So he'll be late. Again. What else is new?

Susan changed out of her nightgown, showered, and put on her clothes for the day. She put on black hose, navy blue dress pants, a short-sleeved crimson blouse, a suit-jacket that matched her pants, and black high-heels. She brushed out her long blonde hair, then braided it down her back. She completed her outfit with a thin gold chain that Reed had given her for her last birthday, which hung elegantly around her graceful neck. Susan was about to try and wake Reed again when a noise sounded through the hall.

"MOM!" called the young Rebekah Richards from her bedroom. Reed jolted upright in bed.

"I'm up, I'm up!" He yelled. Susan sighed upon hearing the annoyed tone in her teenage daughter's voice.

"Coming, Becky!" She yelled back. Then she turned to Reed. "And you really better get up. You'll be late again." Reed nodded, throwing off the covers and heading toward the master bathroom. Susan walked out of the room and down the hall to the closed door of Rebekah's bedroom. She knocked on it, then opened it anyway. Her eyes scanned the room until she spotted her daughter sitting on the edge of her bed. The normally pale face of her daughter was red with frustration and her green eyes were flashing angrily. Sue caught sight of the teen's tangled mess of hair with a brush sticking out of it and instantly understood.

"Becky, you don't have to scream every time you have a bad hair day," Sue said as she sat down beside her daughter. Rebekah huffed at her mother.

"I'm not having a bad hair day; I'm having a bad hair decade!" Rebekah gasped as Sue pulled the hairbrush out of her daughter's black hair. Sue gently pulled the brush through Rebekah's hair, carefully removing all the tangles. When she was done, Rebekah looked in the mirror.

"Thanks, Mom," she said, sounding relieved.

"You're welcome, sweetheart," Sue said before exiting her daughter's room. She headed back to her room to hurry Reed up because the shower wasn't running yet and she knew he wasn't up.

Rebekah Richards examined herself in the mirror. Her wavy black hair hung just above her shoulders because she couldn't bear wearing it any longer. Her pale skin stood out against the starkness of her hair. Without the aid of makeup, her lips were so pale they blended with her skin tone. Her body was tall and skinny and she thought she looked bony and emaciated. The only thing she liked about herself were her emerald-green eyes. Rebekah knew that she looked nothing like either of her parents and it bothered her. Shouldn't a kid look like at least one of her parents? I mean, I'm made of their genetic material. You'd think I'd have gotten some of their looks. It's really kinda weird. She sighed aloud. Oh, well. I'd better get going or I won't have a chance to eat before school.

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Susan had managed to get Reed moving and had now retreated to the kitchen. She stared down at the stove as the eggs sizzled in the pan. I hope Reed comes down soon. I need to have a talk with him before Rebekah comes down. Susan began scraping the finished omelets onto plates beside the buttered toast and sausage. She was placing the plates on the table when she heard hurried footsteps on the stairs. She sat down at her seat and began eating just as Reed entered the kitchen.

"Morning, Sue," Reed said, giving her a peck on the cheek. He sat down and looked at his food. "Breakfast looks great, honey." Susan put her fork down and looked at Reed.

"Reed, we need to talk," she said, a hint of seriousness in her voice. Reed looked at her, a forkful of eggs hovering inches in front of his mouth.

"Yes, Sue?" He asked, knowing better than to ask about what they had to talk. Susan thought for a moment about how to phrase her thoughts.

"You need to start setting a better example for Rebekah," she said. Reed stared at her, confused.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"I mean, you need to start getting up on time. This morning Rebekah was up long before you even stirred," Susan said, her voice getting slightly louder.

"How do you know? You weren't up that much longer than me," Reed said.

"I know she was up because she's always up earlier than you. Every single morning, she gets up before her alarm even goes up. You never get up unless I scream at you," she said, getting even louder.

"Now, Sue, that's not true…"

"Yes it is!" Susan screamed, a fire blazing in her blue eyes. "It's like I gave birth to the adult and married the teenager instead!"

"Susan, what's wrong?" Reed asked. "This isn't like you. You're blowing up over nothing."

"Nothing? You think this is nothing? You have no idea how angry I am, do you?" Susan yelled.

"Yes I do. You go invisible when you're angry and I can't see your hands anymore." Reed motioned toward Susan. She looked down at the table where her arms were resting and saw nothing past the cuffs of her sleeves. She groaned and closed her eyes, concentrating hard on making herself visible again. When her hands reappeared, she turned her gaze back on Reed. The flames had disappeared from her stare and she took a deep breath.

"You're right. I'm not angry about that. It's Rebekah," Susan said. Reed nodded his understanding.

"You're worried about her birthday coming up," He coached.

"Yes. It's just; Johnny's kids got their powers when they turned fourteen and Rebekah…"

"Is turning sixteen with no sign of having powers," Reed finished. Susan nodded. "It's all right to be worried, Sue. I am too. But we have to realize that Rebekah doesn't have any powers and she might not get any. She might be…normal."

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Rebekah crouched on the stairs, trying hard not to make a sound. She had listened to her parents argue about Reed's sleeping patterns and had been surprised when the conversation had turned to her. Dad thinks I might not get powers like them? But, that's not fair! I don't wanna be normal. I already don't have Mom's beauty or Dad's intelligence. Now I might not even get to be special? That so blows chunks!

Rebekah's precarious balance on the stairs failed and she slid down to the bottom. She winced as she realized how much noise she had made.

"Rebekah? Are you all right?" She heard her mom call.

"I'm fine," she shouted back. She stood up and straightened out her clothes. She adjusted her backpack and walked into the kitchen. She grabbed a piece of toast off her plate and started toward the front door.

"Where are you going?" Susan asked. Rebekah didn't stop walking and called over her shoulder.

"I told Delaney I'd get to school early to help her with a project."

"Fine, but make sure you're home by five. Your uncle Johnny's coming for dinner," Susan shouted at her daughter.

Susan didn't get an answer, only the slamming of the door. She sighed and turned to Reed.

"Do you really think she won't have powers?" She asked.

"It's a scientific possibility," he said while shrugging.

"But how can we know for sure?" Susan asked.

"We can only wait and see," Reed replied.

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