welcome to another one of my x-men stories. as per usual, i have not thought of a title, hard to follow after "Soleanna", and i don't really know how or where i'm going with this. in truth, the way i ended soleanna is not how i always thought i would, i always thought of it ending a different way. but the votes were in and only one person didn't want a sequel. i admit, i never intended on making a sequel, but my brain wouldn't stop once it had the idea. perhaps it will end here, i won't know until i get further into this. now, without much further ado, i present the next chapter in Soleanna, and hope that if anyone has a good idea, can help me with a title
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The sky was bright blue, the clouds puffy and white. The grass was greener than she had ever seen it before in her life. Bare footed, she padded across the meadow, towards a solid shape in the distance. She wasn't in a hurry, she had all the time in the world. The breeze was light, moving the lake she was coming across. Her blue flowing dress was silky and whispered around her body with every step. She walked into the lake, letting the water flow on her ankles. Her strawberry blond hair was down, which was highly unusual, and it flowed in the wind, long and soft. Her ruby and black eyes, the exact same as her fathers, were full of wonder and calm as she looked across her surroundings. She was happy here, that much she knew.
She stepped out of the lake and walked towards the shadow. A smile played on her lips as the sun warmed her exposed skin. The grass under her feet was soft, with the promise of a wonderful summer. She picked flowers as she passed them, making a colourful collection to carry with her. She came closer to the house, the view of it breathtaking. It was the exact kind of house she wanted to live in, and she would be a fool to walk away from it. The porch has chairs all around it, and she recognizes her uncle sitting there with a bored expression. There's a cigar sticking out of his mouth, and despite his disinterest, she smiles at him. She walks up to him, giving him a flower. He glares at her, but she knows better.
Her father comes out of the house and smiles at her. She hands him one and he smirks. These two men standing with her were the ones who raised her, she owed them her life many times over. Her mother then comes out, and she hands the rest of the flowers to the woman she wished she didn't hate her whole life. Even if her hate was misplaced, she knew that her life could have been better if it never existed in the first place. She sits on the other side of the table where her uncle is, and stares out into the fields.
"Dis where you been, petite?" her father asks.
"More or less," she answers in a light voice.
"The world used to be more fun," said her uncle.
She scoffed, "So did you."
"Now, now, don' make meh thrash ya," said her mother once her uncle had opened his mouth.
"That's more like it," said her uncle, grinning slightly.
"Ya burnt yerself, darlin'," said her mother, walking over and observing.
"I'll be fine, I need a tan anyway," she replies.
"Go an' get some'tin' t'eat, petite."
She smiled and left them on the porch. She went into the house, seeing all the warm memories of her past. The smile still playing on her lips, she walked up the stairs to her room. There was a boy in there, one who bore a great resemblance to herself. He was looking at her curiously, just as she mirrored his own face. She didn't feel any hostility coming from him, and his smile was something of a warm welcome.
"Soleanna..." her brother trailed.
"Lune," she acknowledged, always happy to see him.
"Where have you been this morning?"
"Just wandering. It's so nice out."
"Ororo's coming today."
"I know."
"I wish I could fly."
Sole smirked, "It's not all that exciting."
"Says you. At least I could have caught up with you today."
"Only if I wanted you to. What are you doing in here anyway?"
"Looking for my socks. Sometimes I throw them in your laundry when I know you're about to do it."
"Oh thanks," she said dryly.
"It's just socks. I think they might have fallen out of the dryer, I'll go check it out," he left the room after that.
Sole sighed as she sat down in front of her wide open window. Her room wasn't nearly as big as when she lived at the mansion, but at least it was in her own home with her family. It was the kind of life anyone would have wanted. But her family wasn't exactly as she remembered. Soleanna Marie LeBeau had completely different memories than the rest of her family. Two years ago, she had travelled into the past, joined the X-men and saved her old future, turning it into this one. She had the same memories as them, but all the ones from before. Her parents were aware of this, but not her brother. Before she had gone back to change things, her world was bleak and chaotic. She lived in labs, underground, with her father and uncle. A mutant named Forge ran the place, and he sent her back in order to change things. Her brother, Lune, also went back, blindly leading her to the path of victory. In the process, he had died, and she was mortified, until she understood his actions completely.
Sole was happy two years ago when she came back to her world and had seen her brother was still there. Her parents, of course, remembered everything she had been through with them in the past, but not the horrors of her other future. She had also went in search of her lost lover, Maddock, only to find that without the chaotic events of her future, he settled down with another. Sole was heart broken, but only because she remembered the time she shared with him. However, she was happy that he was safe and away from harm. With her crazy family, there was no way to ensure his safety, much less her own.
The rain cloud headed her way made her think about how depressing life could be. But to be perfectly honest, her normal life was incredibly boring, she agreed with her uncle. She knew that this sort of world was something she couldn't force herself into. The rain cloud was brining lightning with it, at least that would be more entertaining. Sole was always fond of storms, they were completely unpredictable. She heard her parents coming in from the porch, but then leave again right after. Must be refilling drinks. Her room was right about the porch, and as the wind blew, it brought with it an ominous feeling. She narrowed her eyes slightly, flying out the window and down to the porch.
"What is that?" asked Rogue.
"It don't smell good," growled Logan.
"Doesn't feel good either," said Sole.
"Shouldn't we go inside? asked Lune.
The wind was picking up, as the cloud got closer. Sole could feel something not quite right inside of it. This feeling was intriguing, as well as terrifying. Sure, she was bored with the way her future was, but that didn't mean she wanted anything else to go wrong. Hail started to fall as the wind whipped at them. Sole knew that it wasn't Ororo causing this, but she also knew that this was unnatural. The black cloud was completely above them now, the flashes of lightning getting too bright to look anymore. She couldn't hear anything, and she desperately looked for her family, despite the fog being so thick. She was not going to be taken down by a stupid cloud.
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and there is the first chapter. hope y'all like it!
