Mom,
I am aware that you didn't want me because of who I am, and I forgive you that. I know with your new family that you are happy and at the time you had me you were too young. I just want you to know that I still carry love in my heart for you. You gave me life and you gave me a family that loves me, and I am 100% grateful for that. I am glad you gave me to my biological father and my true family.
With all my love, your first daughter,
Annaleise J. Xavier.
Annaleise fingertips lingered over her Apple laptop keys, hesitation not knowing what should she do next. This was her 1,408th letter she typed out to her biological mother ever since she found out that her mother was still alive after her 14th birthday. Oddly enough she never sent them to her mother or emailed them to her even though Annaliese is fully aware of her address, phone number, and email-address. She just didn't have the courage to send them to her. Anna then moved her fingers over to the mouse of her laptop and pressed saved to the document.
"Goodnight mom." She sighed to herself and closed her personalized portable computer.
"Knock,knock."A soft voice replied behind Anna, "Hey there Junebug, dinner is ready down in the dining hall."
'I should really should close the door more often' Anna thought quietly to herself as she quickly turns around to see her aunt Ororo or in some cases, Storm. It's thanksgiving break and half the students at Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters went back home to see their old friends and family. And the case of Annaleise this school was her home since her birth, and her job as the school's doctor since she graduated from Harvard Medical School when she was nineteen years old. Now just turning twenty-four years old, teaching on and off with student and a fighting member of the X-men, she is starting to feel bored with her life. Considering the fact she is a mutant, a doctor, a teacher, and a crime fighter. Anna just feels that she is half empty and her life wasn't moving forward.
"Okay, I'll be down there in a minute Storm. I just need to put on some socks." She smiled excusing herself for another minute or two.
"Alright, but don't postpone too long. We have matters to discuss." Stormed smiled and walked towards the dining hall.
'What matters do we need to discuss?' Anna thought. Quickly she put on a pair of socks and walked down the hall to the dining room.
The young woman could have swear every time when she was a child, the paintings of every relative she had would watch her move down the hall. Including her own painting with her father, Charles Xavier.
When she was eight, in the middle of the night during the winter, she heard a voice coming from the hallway. Despite how scared she was, Anna plucked out of bed grabbing a flashlight underneath it and headed out into the hallway. She came across the painting of her late grandfather, Brian Xavier, from what she was told about him was very little and didn't really concern her. Though little Anna felt something off about the oil painting that night, his eyes never left hers, every move she made and every way she went the eyes followed. She then rushed back to her room and quickly grabbed her desk chair, steadily she made it back to the painting and plucked the chair in front of the old man's painting. With her little legs, she climbed on putting her feet on seat of the chair.
'Anna...'
She heard the voice again, but only louder.
'You've grown little Griffin...'
Its coming from the painting. Behind the painting. Then Anna heard the heater of the estate turned off. With her trusty flashlight turned on and in hand, she climbed back down onto the cherry oak hardwood floor and walked down the creepy, dark hallway into entrance room of the mansion. She stood, staring at the front door for only two minutes until her Uncle Logan found her and told her to go back to bed. For some reason Anna never forgot what happened that night, it was very odd for her.
"Annaleise, I'm glad you could make it for dinner." Her father's voice rang out, kicking her back into reality, "What took you so long darling?"
"Socks," She quickly replied to her father, "and the creepy paintings."
"Socks and the creepy paintings? That is an odd combination, my dear Annaleise." Charles laughed.
"Well, it is the combination that kept me waiting." She thought out loud to herself while taking a seat at the many table, "Please may you pass me the mash potatoes, Logan?"
"Sure thing kiddo." Logan answered , passing the starch food to the young woman. Anna thanked Logan and quickly filled up the rest of her plate with other foods that no one dared to pick at. Which was just mainly vegetables, sour fruit, and a little bit of turkey. All the kids and Logan went for condiments that weren't necessarily healthy for you in general, but if the food that most of the teachers made the students happy then it was okay. Annaleise is just gonna have to put up with the complaints and stomach aches soon after the night is over.
'Anna, soon after dinner is over, we must talk in private. It's important.' He father voice rang through her head, communicating telepathically to her.
'Could we have this discussion tomorrow morning, since some students are going to become sick after dinner.' She communicated back to her father.
'No.'
Anna let out a sign of defeat towards her father. Soon after dinner was over, Anna found several ways to avoid her father by being the last one to finish their meal, help clean the table, and help wash the dishes. Though she couldn't really escape from him afterwards. Quietly she head up to his office trying not to make any noise, physically and mentally, until she heard her father talking to someone else. The voice sounded unfamiliar, deep, and dark.
"Have you told her yet, Charles?"
"Of course not, Nicholas, she's my daughter I don't want her to leave" Charles snapped.
"You can't let her stay in the estate for all her life. Let alone the fact that she is the reincarnation of The Griffin, she could help save the world not just America." Nicolas protested.
"She already saves the world with the X-Men, there isn't really a difference between the Avengers only the fact we were naturally born this way and not a science experiment." The telepathic pointed out. "Annaleise haven't even reached the full potential of her powers, she may look like an expert now but she will soon expand more of her powers. And I put a barrier around the dark side of the Griffin."
"I thought you said that she accepted it?" The man questioned it.
"The last time there was a Griffin, all hell broke loose. It caused an earthquake that destroyed San Francisco, and many other natural disasters before that." Charles answered.
"What led to those causes Charles?" Nicholas questioned again.
"Lost of control. Emotions? Usually from what I saw from her mind as a child, it was from lost of hope and love." He answered smoothly, "I'm afraid to let her go because-"
"Because she's not mentally strong enough to face lost." The man finished.
Annaleise then busted into her father's office, "That's not true, I lost several of my best friends." Protesting against both men, "I suffered plenty of heartbreaks from friends that I love. Remember Jean!"
"Anna-"
"I'll join you, on whatever it is." Annaliese said in a heartbeat ignoring her father.
"The Avengers Initiative, Ms. Xavier. By now you've probably already know my name, so we will save our introduction for another time. I must say that I am thrilled that you agree, you'll need to pack all of your belongs in the next 30 minutes. I see you then Annaliese."
Annaliese quickly turned around and ran to her room, blocking all kind trails of thoughts. Even blocking out her father from entering her mind to convince her not to leave the estate, from which she was dropped off as an infant and raised at.
"Anna!" Logan called out, "What are you doing?"
Annaliese ignored the burly man and continue to pack her belongs into three huge green, rugged duffle bags. Panties, socks, night wear, daily cloths, hair brush, tooth brush, other necessitates. As Annaliese reached for her mac laptop and charger something fell behind her old hard redwood desk.
"Anna, why are you packing?" Logan asked the young woman, while she went on her knees to pick up whatever was that fell over. It was a letter address to her in a familiar handwriting.
"Jean." She whispered.
"What?" Logan asked her hoping that she would speak up.
"Logan, I have approximately about 15 to 12 minutes to pack and I have no room to say goodbye to everyone." She snapped.
"Goodbye? Anna-"
"Annaliese Rania Xavier, you listen to me. Your powers are still growing and you'll put everyone around you, even yourself in danger if you leave this estate." Charles voice roared protesting her leave. Annaliese turned her body and slammed her hands on her fathers arm rest of his wheel chair, so she could come at eye level with her father.
"You will let me go, Charles." Her voice was calm and relaxed, unlike her father's, "I am aware you don't want me to leave, but it is my decision in the end. I love you and nothing can change that, dad. I don't want to have our relationship be strained when I leave, but you leave me with no other option."
Annaliese stood up to her regular height and maintained her eye colntact with her father, "Charles. Dad. Tonight you will let me go, you will go to bed, and in the morning you may be able to express freely about your emotions about tonight. I love you."
Sometimes Annaliese wished that her father never taught her mind control, it took a major deal out on her to maintain consternation , and in the end it always made her feel guilty of what she did to get her way. Annaliese grabbed all three of her bags and pushed Logan out of her way and head towards to the main entrance.
"Anna!"
"A minute early, Ms. Xavier. Perfect timing." Nicholas spoke cutting Logan out. "We will take your bags to the place you'll be staying at."
Four men dressed in military combat gear come into the mansion, grabbed Annaliese's bags out of her hands and walked out. Nick and Annaliese walked outside out on the front lawn stepping onto the cold wet grass.
" After you Ms. Xavier," Nick hold out his hand to help Annaliese into the aircraft carrier that transported him to the estate. "Annaliese, I also want you to meet-"
"Steve Rogers, also known as Captain America." Annaliese spoke cutting off Nick and holding out her hand to greet the super solider. Steve looked at her in total shock and completely smitten by the mutant of knowing his name, even though they never met. " I've seen you all over the news, and I also read Nicholas mind."
"You read minds?" He asked with wide eyes.
"Yes, I'm a-"
"Mutant. Her DNA is mutated, like you but Annaliese was naturally born like this. She is also more than just reading minds, that is why I asked her to join the team." Nick said cutting her off. Annaliese could tell he enjoyed cutting people off and being the leader of everything.
"What is actually a mutant?" Steve asked another question.
"Well it would be a long science lesson for you to learn Mr. Rogers, its nothing you can explain in two sentences." Annaliese replied answering his question. "Where are we exactly going?"
"The Stark Tower, its where you'll be living when working with us."
Hello, people of fanfiction. I'm new to this and I hope that you've guys enjoyed my prologue. Please do encourage me to continue to write this story because I get easily distracted by everything, lol. Please review or give me some feedback that can improve my writing, or ask me anything about my character or what I'm doing. And I do not own marvel, just my character.
With all my love,
Rain
