Trick or Retreat

by ec89sawwhet

During a spelling bee at her school Ann, a nine -year old girl, is forced to fight for her life. Her enemy, Magneto, is searching for her and then kill her, since she was too powerful and would interrupt his plans to destroy the group X-MEN. She is taken in by Wolverine and Storm and stays with them until...

1. Chapter 1

Dear Aggie,

There was a competition for the Spelling Bee today. I gulped down my milk, brushed my teeth, and speedily ran to school with my backpack while my foster mom said goodbye.

I threw open the heavy, school auditorium doors and threw my backpack into a dark corner and raced to the seat labeled ANN in big, bold, black letters. I sat down and waited for the spelling bee to start.

Thirty minutes later the auditorium was buzzing with people. I overheard a few chats, saw a few games secretly being played by kids, and overheard some scolding from teachers to students to behave. Then the principal got up and walked onto the stage then to microphone.

"Hello to the parents, teachers, and children onstage and in the audience, today is a very important day as all of you know. Today is the spelling bee where all students from grades 3-5 that want to participate will perform in the spelling bee. The winner will move onto the schools' spelling bee and represent our school", he spoke into the microphone.

He made a few more comments until he said, "Now let the spelling bee begin!"

For the practice level I was given the word "one". The next level I was given the word "recycle". The level after that I was given the word "ravishing". The level after that I was given the word "hetaera". The first final level I was given the word "zoo flagellate".

Then the second final level came. I rose up from my seat when my number was called. Something was not normal in the atmosphere; it was as if something hazardous and dangerous lurked above the roof. I walked up to the microphone as calm as I could even though my senses told me danger was close.

"Spontaneous", the speaker spoke into another mike.

Sweat beaded my neck and slowly I slipped my hand into my pocket, silently wishing for a specialized plastic bow with a sensitive string that when pulled would make the target easier to hit and a quiver of specialized arrows.

"S-P-O-N-T-A-N…" I was finishing the word until there was a loud …BOOM!

The ceiling was blasted open and I stole a quick glance up. At the rim of the building, there was a man. He looked like he was pitiless man and wore a black cape and suit and a metal helmet. I read his goals and all of them were to kill some kind of group that was called X-MEN and to kill…me.