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Chapter 1: Out from the Waters
By: Galadeidre
(Note: This is after Xmen II, just for u all to know. If you haven't watched Xmen II, u had better, cuz it's a pretty good action-packed movie, especially if u love Xmen!)
(Note #2: All these characters that you recognize in this story…I don't own any of them. Just a disclaimer. The ones you don't know…well, duh…I own them!)
(Note #3: The disclaimer includes places, too!)
It was a clear night. No sign of clouds. The moon was full and bright. It was peaceful. It was quiet. The moon's reflection shone on the clear surface of the lake that was surrounded by a dense, dark forest.
A wolf howled in the distance.
A second wolf answered.
The lake started to ripple.
It was small at first, and got larger quickly.
A hand slowly rose out of the center of the ripples. An arm. A head – one with wet, red-brown hair that reached almost to the center of her back. The rest of her body slowly appeared. She was levitating. Floating out of the lake. She landed softly on the shore and looked up. Her eyes were like fire. She took a slow and deep breath – in and out.
Another wolf howled.
She slowly walked into the forest and melted into the shadows…
Another wolf howled yet again. This one was several miles from the lake, into deep banks of endless snow that had not seen any recent visitors.
A girl of three heard it. She looked up and out of the cabin window.
A second girl, older than the first, looked up at her. "What are they saying?"
The first girl was silent as she listened for the sounds of the wolves. "They're saying that she's come back."
"Any changes?" asked the second.
"They can't tell. She's different, though. Filled with a…a fiery attitude now…" her voice trailed off.
"Oh, that sounds reassuring."
"I only know what they tell me."
"I know."
The third girl, younger than the other two, spoke up from where she was sitting on the wooden floor by the fire. She had been playing with a deck of cards. She had laid down the first three in her pile, face-up. A three of diamonds. A queen of hearts. A black joker.
"Um, that's not a good sign," the third girl said innocently.
The other two looked at her and the cards.
"Uh, we don't know what that means, squirt," the first girl, the 'wolf-girl', replied.
"Three of diamonds, I think, is talking about us three," the little girl explained. "The queen of hearts has two meanings. One, is that someone, a girl I think, has come back. She was loved by many. The queen of hearts also has something to do with fire, but that's all I can remember. The black joker, well, you know. It's always a bad sign to pick the black joker."
"Thanks for the educational lesson," the first muttered.
"Well, you asked."
"Whatever."
The second girl looked at them both. "Enough of that." She leaned back in her chair. "What I'm wondering is why didn't the cards talk about Lex. You know, if something has to do with us, you usually pull out the four of diamonds. Yeah, maybe Lex doesn't have any power yet, but he's always still mentioned."
"I just pull the cards, sis," the little girl answered.
The elder nodded her head thoughtfully and got up. "I'm going to bed. Don't stay up too long, you two."
"I'm a werewolf, sis," the first girl called. "I don't sleep when the wolves are howling."
The second girl, the elder sister, turned to look at her. "Try getting some rest." She gave her younger werewolf sister a look square in the eye. "Believe me. You'll need it."
