Disclaimer: I don't own X-men or any thing other than Amy Grey
Summery: After Jean's death, Amy her sister comes to Xavier's School for the gifted. As a new mutant at age 16 she has some things to work out. As old feelings are stirred up and new powers comming forward, as well as her sister's death, they push her toward a path she thought she's never walk.
Reqest: I wanted to do a Jonited X-men Story with someone, which I came up with Amy. This is the story I need a partner with. If you want to do one with me. E-mail me and I'll tell you my idea and we'll work it out.
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The Tempest
Prolouge: Sisters
The rain poured even harder that day of Jean's funeral.The school was the quietest it had ever been.
Scott looked out the window, his sunglasses hiding most of his tears.
Rouge sat near Bobby, her head resting on his shoulder, tears falling down her face as well. Storm and Logan seemed to be the only ones not crying, but the others knew how they felt, and Rouge noticed Storm kept dabbing her eyes, and Logan never looked anyone in the face.
Thunder rolled in the distance as the quiet rolled on as well.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody moved.
Scott looked out the window. He couldn't believe she was gone. She couldn't be. Not his Jean.
Someone ran across the school grounds from a black car. It was a young woman, about sixteen. Her long arburn-brown hair was held up in low ponytail, to keep the layered strands out of her face. She wore a, black blouse, simple black-jean coat and a black skirt.
She ran up to the roofted door and let down the ponytail, and with it, the locks that ran down to her lower back. Her eyes, problay the only thing that labled her as a mutant were the lightest of blues, with a swirling purple, glowed.
She looked back at the car and knocked. When the door opened she was met by a blue skined man. She frowned slightly, before he smiled at her and said in his thick german accent.
"Velcome...."
"Kann hallo, ich zu Professor Xavier erfreuen spricht?" (Hello, May I speak to Professor Xavier?) She asked in German, smileing slightly.
Nightcrawler smiled, "Ach! You speak German!"
The girl nodded, "I speak many things..." she said, "Sie müssen neu sein..." (You must be new)
Nightcrawler nodded, "Ja... Oh Professor!" he said, turning to Xavier comming up with Logan by his side, "The young lady vere, she vishes to veek vith you..." He looked at the girl at a lost for a name.
"It's Amy... Amy Grey."
Logan frowned, "Amy Grey? As in Jean's sister?"
Amy nodded and looked to Xavier, "You have alot of new recruits, since I have last been here."
"You havn't been here for a long time, Amy."
"I know... I didn't have a reason before."
Scott came down the stairs makeing Amy look up, "Scott?" she asked in a broken voice, she ran to her Brother-in-law and he hugged her tightly.
Xavier sighed rolling his wheelchair up to the two and sighed deeply, "Amy, I know why your here. Your here for two reasons. Your sister and your mutation."
"Mutation?" Scott asked, "Amy isn't a Mutant... We found that out when we tested her..."
Amy broke away and nodded, "But now I am..."
She looked up. Storm, Rouge and Bobby, all stood just looking at her. Waiting.
Amy held out her hand and suddenly the room began to silently rumble, as in a thunderstorm. Her eyes changed from the blue-violet to a pericing, chilling blue-white as in swirling water,Glowing making the rest of the room seem dark.
In her mind Amy saw them, as she always did when she called on her power. Them being, the atoms. She could only see two types. The hydrogen glowing blue and the oxygen glowing green. She began to make them move.
Faster.
Faster.
Then she rammed them together. Everything turned white in her mind, as she closed her eyes. When she opened them, everything looked normal, but a ball of water that was held in her hand. She smiled,
"I can also control it... and I have a little of Jean's powers. Telepathy."
Nightcrawler blinked his wide yellow eyes, "Gesegnten Himmel..." (blessed heaven) he said quietly.
She looked around, "I would like to start to go to school here..."
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Pyro looked around his new room. It was all metal. He frowned slightly, and turned to Magneto behind him.
"Nice place, but I think a little more comfort would be nicer." he said sarcasticly.
When no reply was given Pyro shrugged, "It was just a sugestion..."
Magneto shook his head, "It's a comfort and a caution. If we were to be attacked, it would be a protection. Also...."
He held out his hand and the chair moved around and he sat down, "It's a convenance."
"I see..."
A young girl peered around the corner, Long Sliver-blond hair falling to one side. Pyro looked over the newcomer, she was small, only 4'9, even though she looked about 17. Her eyes were the most beutiful, clear sapphire blue-sliver, he had ever seen. She seemed to glow with a light that seemed to come from in her, not around her.
"Sir? Mystique said you wished to see Kilo & me?"
Another girl, with jet black hair and bright voilet eyes walked up beside her. She wasn't nearly as pretty as the first, but she was pretty. Blood red lips were held in a sarcastic smile, and she wore a rose of the same color in her hair that brought out the rose in her pale cheeks.
Magneto nodded, "Yes, Pyro? Meet Angel and Rose... your new 'classmates.'"
Pryo frowned, "Classmates?"
Magneto smiled slyly, "I have found, that while quick attacks on the enemey have weakened certain points, they have made them stronger of all things. So as Charles has done, So will I."
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OKay first shapter, and I Would really like... *wink* to thank the Acadamey...no I would like you know what you guys think! I like this story and will continue!
Tilly
Summery: After Jean's death, Amy her sister comes to Xavier's School for the gifted. As a new mutant at age 16 she has some things to work out. As old feelings are stirred up and new powers comming forward, as well as her sister's death, they push her toward a path she thought she's never walk.
Reqest: I wanted to do a Jonited X-men Story with someone, which I came up with Amy. This is the story I need a partner with. If you want to do one with me. E-mail me and I'll tell you my idea and we'll work it out.
br
The Tempest
Prolouge: Sisters
The rain poured even harder that day of Jean's funeral.The school was the quietest it had ever been.
Scott looked out the window, his sunglasses hiding most of his tears.
Rouge sat near Bobby, her head resting on his shoulder, tears falling down her face as well. Storm and Logan seemed to be the only ones not crying, but the others knew how they felt, and Rouge noticed Storm kept dabbing her eyes, and Logan never looked anyone in the face.
Thunder rolled in the distance as the quiet rolled on as well.
Nobody spoke.
Nobody moved.
Scott looked out the window. He couldn't believe she was gone. She couldn't be. Not his Jean.
Someone ran across the school grounds from a black car. It was a young woman, about sixteen. Her long arburn-brown hair was held up in low ponytail, to keep the layered strands out of her face. She wore a, black blouse, simple black-jean coat and a black skirt.
She ran up to the roofted door and let down the ponytail, and with it, the locks that ran down to her lower back. Her eyes, problay the only thing that labled her as a mutant were the lightest of blues, with a swirling purple, glowed.
She looked back at the car and knocked. When the door opened she was met by a blue skined man. She frowned slightly, before he smiled at her and said in his thick german accent.
"Velcome...."
"Kann hallo, ich zu Professor Xavier erfreuen spricht?" (Hello, May I speak to Professor Xavier?) She asked in German, smileing slightly.
Nightcrawler smiled, "Ach! You speak German!"
The girl nodded, "I speak many things..." she said, "Sie müssen neu sein..." (You must be new)
Nightcrawler nodded, "Ja... Oh Professor!" he said, turning to Xavier comming up with Logan by his side, "The young lady vere, she vishes to veek vith you..." He looked at the girl at a lost for a name.
"It's Amy... Amy Grey."
Logan frowned, "Amy Grey? As in Jean's sister?"
Amy nodded and looked to Xavier, "You have alot of new recruits, since I have last been here."
"You havn't been here for a long time, Amy."
"I know... I didn't have a reason before."
Scott came down the stairs makeing Amy look up, "Scott?" she asked in a broken voice, she ran to her Brother-in-law and he hugged her tightly.
Xavier sighed rolling his wheelchair up to the two and sighed deeply, "Amy, I know why your here. Your here for two reasons. Your sister and your mutation."
"Mutation?" Scott asked, "Amy isn't a Mutant... We found that out when we tested her..."
Amy broke away and nodded, "But now I am..."
She looked up. Storm, Rouge and Bobby, all stood just looking at her. Waiting.
Amy held out her hand and suddenly the room began to silently rumble, as in a thunderstorm. Her eyes changed from the blue-violet to a pericing, chilling blue-white as in swirling water,Glowing making the rest of the room seem dark.
In her mind Amy saw them, as she always did when she called on her power. Them being, the atoms. She could only see two types. The hydrogen glowing blue and the oxygen glowing green. She began to make them move.
Faster.
Faster.
Then she rammed them together. Everything turned white in her mind, as she closed her eyes. When she opened them, everything looked normal, but a ball of water that was held in her hand. She smiled,
"I can also control it... and I have a little of Jean's powers. Telepathy."
Nightcrawler blinked his wide yellow eyes, "Gesegnten Himmel..." (blessed heaven) he said quietly.
She looked around, "I would like to start to go to school here..."
_____________________________________________
Pyro looked around his new room. It was all metal. He frowned slightly, and turned to Magneto behind him.
"Nice place, but I think a little more comfort would be nicer." he said sarcasticly.
When no reply was given Pyro shrugged, "It was just a sugestion..."
Magneto shook his head, "It's a comfort and a caution. If we were to be attacked, it would be a protection. Also...."
He held out his hand and the chair moved around and he sat down, "It's a convenance."
"I see..."
A young girl peered around the corner, Long Sliver-blond hair falling to one side. Pyro looked over the newcomer, she was small, only 4'9, even though she looked about 17. Her eyes were the most beutiful, clear sapphire blue-sliver, he had ever seen. She seemed to glow with a light that seemed to come from in her, not around her.
"Sir? Mystique said you wished to see Kilo & me?"
Another girl, with jet black hair and bright voilet eyes walked up beside her. She wasn't nearly as pretty as the first, but she was pretty. Blood red lips were held in a sarcastic smile, and she wore a rose of the same color in her hair that brought out the rose in her pale cheeks.
Magneto nodded, "Yes, Pyro? Meet Angel and Rose... your new 'classmates.'"
Pryo frowned, "Classmates?"
Magneto smiled slyly, "I have found, that while quick attacks on the enemey have weakened certain points, they have made them stronger of all things. So as Charles has done, So will I."
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OKay first shapter, and I Would really like... *wink* to thank the Acadamey...no I would like you know what you guys think! I like this story and will continue!
Tilly