This is my first fanfiction I have ever written. It's part one of a plot that I've conjured up in the better half of my brain during the past week. I don't own any part of the X-Men franchise but I have borrowed some and most of the characters throughout the chapters of this story. Feed-back would be appreciated.
Also, anything stated in bold underlined is telepathic communication. I am having trouble using the stars to represent that, or something easier. Suggestions would help, aside that Enjoy.
The morning sun allowed it's first rays to shine upon Westchester, New York, at approximately 6:56am
The morning sun allowed it's first rays to shine upon Westchester, New York, at approximately 6:56am. Not that many New Yorker's were awake to see the first signs of light, aside from the two figures dancing amongst the clouds. A great surge of wind lifted the two past a field of rain clouds until they both saw, in full sight, the rising sun. The taller of the two, upon feeling the sun's warmth on her skin, summoned a wind so serene it drifted the two of them into a moment of euphoria and the two merely floated above Westchester County in harmony and peace. The silence was interrupted by a mere hush: "Ororo."
"Hmmm?" the weather witch lulled, eyes shut in deep concentration to the shifting winds below her. The other shifted her body against the wind causing Ororo's deep blue eyes to open in response to the change of the wind's pace. Their arrival into Salem Center had been too quick and Ororo was quite sure that she was not ready for return.
"Got'chya!"
A firm hand grasped Ororo's arm and pulled her until the two bodies were positioned parallel to each other. The weather witch concentrated on shifting the winds to match the new movements and was pleased to have felt two slender arms wrap around her waist. For a witch who feels no greater warmth with the sun than in the rain, this gesture brought a great wave of heat and satisfaction. Ororo intentionally shifted the winds away from Salem Center, she was not quite ready to return to the Mansion and begin the day.
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"Professor, I don't get why Spain wanted to attack England."
Ororo had been lecturing on the Spanish Armada during England's Golden Age and apparently, young Chris hadn't quite understood the reasoning behind Spain's decision. Chris was able to write down notes telepathically and Ororo could only imagine what was written thus far. She chuckled inside as she pictured only two sentences upon his paper "Spain attacked England. England won."
"King Philip II of Spain was a devout Catholic and firmly believed that all of Europe should follow the Catholic Faith. However, only half of the people of England were Catholics and the other half were of other faiths, including Protestant. Their ruler, Queen Elizabeth, was Protestant and Philip wished to set a Catholic Monarch upon the English throne. This sparked the beginning of the Armada."
She gazed about the room and wondered what was going through their minds. In such moments she desperately wished to have telepathic powers in order to peer in to their minds and actually understand how much they've learned throughout their time in class, if anything at all.
You don't need telepathy to see how much they've learned, Ororo. I hear the students often speaking about the subject matters in which they learn in your class, you'd be amazed at their curiosity on human history
Ororo smiled at Jeans response to her thoughts. Jean seems to read her thoughts and respond at the perfect times. Or perhaps she read her thoughts more often than not and only responded at times when responses were appropriate.
They take a greater interest in your Mutant Training Class after school, Jean. It's when they seem to best apply their capabilities of learning
The clock turned eleven thirty and Ororo noticed the students begun to pack away their things, eager to take their lunches outside and toy with their natural abilities. It was always amusing to watch their interpretations on sports, each with individual powers that brought advantages to the game.
"We will discuss the repercussions of the Armada tomorrow. I hope you all have a wonderful lunch."
Ororo began packing away her things as the children filled out of the room. She was far too busy with her task to notice Jean walk in the room. Ororo's back was to her as Jean picked up the class text book European History Sixteenth Century to Modern Times.
"You know, it still amazes me that you attained your Masters in European History."
"Is that so?" Ororo looked up at Jean. "And what would have been appropriate to you? Attaining a Master's in Climatology?"
Jean laughed at the suggestion, "Well, I would have thought you to take a greater interest in the consequences of your abilities and less of the consequences of wars instilled by arrogant monarchs."
"Just because you attained your Ph.D in neurology to greater understand the consequences of your abilities, does not mean I need to." Ororo stated in a mocking manner and smiled devilishly up at Jean.
I very well know the consequences of my abilities, Jean. As do you, degree or not
They began walking towards the courtyard where they often eat their lunches with Scott Summers, Logan, Hank McCoy, and Kurt Wagner.
"I made tuna sandwiches this morning and I also packed…"
"Ororo! Jean!"
Jean was interrupted by Scott calling both of their names, to which they swiftly turned around. "Xavier's called a meeting in his office."
"Do you know what it's about?" Jean asked. It's not often that the professor calls staff meetings during lunch, especially during Academy hours.
"He didn't say, but it seemed urgent."
Ororo, Jean, and Scott quickly made their way to the Xavier's office and found themselves among the the rest of the X-team. They made their way to their seats, Jean sitting in her place next to Scott Summers and Ororo sitting in between Gambit and Colossus.
"Cerebro has detected a mutant with peculiar capabilities. A young lady with abilities to absorb all that which makes up an individual, from their memories to their physical strength. She even displays the ability to absorb another mutant's power. This factor could be of great interest to Magneto and his brotherhood, which is why we need to find her before he does.
"Excuze me, Professor" Nightcrawler chimed in, "But vat intorest iz it tu Maghneto tu get ah Muhhtant dat haz deez powerz?"
"With a mutant that can absorb powers of others, who knows what possibilities and advantages Magneto can have towards his cause," Scott answered in response. "The X—Men need to get to her before Magneto does."
"Where is the child currently?" Storm asked Xavier.
"Near Baton Rouge, Louisiana. She's been on the run for a while but seemed to have caused a disturbance, allowing Cerebro to detect her presence."
"Ma'h home, n'I been wonderin' when I'd return! Been missin' dat shrimp since I left!" Gambit spoke up, clearly excited at the opportunity to visit his home in New Orleans.
"So then it's settled, we'll form the team to depart immediately" Scott announced.
"Now, Scott," Xavier called out, gesturing that the meeting was still not adjourned, "not all of you will be going. There are those who need to remain for classes and Academy activities."
"Ya Know I goin' 'cause I don' teach no classes here," Gambit claimed.
"Yes, you will be part of the team. Scott and Jean, I will need you to stay behind to regulate the school. Storm, you will lead the team to find this Mutant. Since Gambit is familiar with area, you should have no problem finding her quickly."
Scott's disappointment was apparent, he wasn't used to staying behind on a mission.
"All of you will suit up and be ready for departure in twenty," Ororo announced.
The X-Men began leaving Xavier's office and Jean was about to step out of the door before Xavier called out to her.
"Jean, I need to ask you to do something for me. Cerebro seems to detect another mutant life form but I'm having trouble locating the source. If you could take a look at it..."
"Yes, certainly Professor."
Jean disliked using Cerebro, it seemed that the messages it transmits are always scattered and causes great confusion. If the professor couldn't find the mutant through it, she highly doubted she would. Jean walked to the locker rooms and found Ororo zipping the back to her X suite, struggling to get it all the way up.
"Let me help." Jean pulled the zipper all the way up and began attaching Storm's cloak to the shoulders. "Be careful out there. Whatever you do, make sure she doesn't absorb your powers, of all people. We wouldn't want a devastating weather catastrophe because she couldn't handle all that she grabbed."
Storm turned and found a smiling Jean, "Thank you, I will be."
Ororo felt a sudden longing not to leave. She found herself half wishing Xavier had chosen Cyclops to lead the team and for her to remain behind with Jean.
You know why Xavier chose you, 'Ro
She looked up at Jean, who had drawn closer and stood inches away from her face. Ororo was glad that the only two individuals who occupied the room were they, it was her opportunity to give a proper good bye. Ororo wrapped her arms around Jean's waist and playfully forced her body towards her own.
"I love you, so very much…"
Jean cut Ororo's whisper off with a kiss as Jean entangled her fingers through Storms silky white hair, only to find Ororo deepening her kiss and pulling Jean in to a tight embrace. The kiss lasted for several moments before Ororo let go, "I must go, they are waiting…."