Prologue
Author's Notes: Hello, everyone! This is a rather well unknown writer speaking. :3 For those of you new to my writing I'm Guardian of Fairytales, Guard for short. My only successful story so far has been Midnight. If you've ever read a book called Twilight then I suppose you'd be interested, either way…
Like Midnight was, this is an experiment.This means that it's just an idea being tested. If you like it, that's awesome! I'll post more! If you don't like it then please send me messages with what could be improved. If I don't like it I may just stop, but fans have seemed to be able to stop me before with their comments, so…well we'll cross that road if we come to it. :3 Either way…
Important: To those familiar with my writing style I must tell you now that there will be no pairings in this story. Since most of the main characters are made by me and since I want to try a story without romance I won't be putting in couples, hinting at best. Sorry if this disappoints.
This story will take place after the third ((Last Stand)) movie. If no one has seen this part of the movie then I'm gonna have to spoil it for you, but after it finished there was a special clip where the man who showed signs of life but no brain activity ((Xavier was showing him to the students early in the movie)) suddenly opened his eyes. It had been thought that this was Xavier transferring his mind to another body to safe himself. Let's go with the fact that maybe that took place several months after his supposed death. If you can do that much then this is where our story begins. :3
Anyways, the beginning may be confusing, but bear with me, this is only the prologue. :3
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"Mocking bird, Cinders, are you ready?" a strong female voice asked from the hidden speakers in the metallic room. Both girls nodded, knowing that whoever was speaking to them was also watching them. "Since both of you have already warmed up I'll be setting it to an intermediate level. Prepare yourselves." There was a small pause. "Begin!" The entire steel room was covered in boxes of light and as soon as the two girls blinked they found themselves inside a small portion of what seemed to be a dark warehouse. They were on the bottom level, two large ledges looming several feet above them and the silence was almost deafening. The red and black haired girl turned towards the smaller one behind her.
"Mockingbird," she whispered. "Can you pick up anything?" The smaller of the two girls closed her eyes and seemed to focus on listening, trying to pick up the slightest hint of sound. Her eyes flashed open when she caught something.
"They're above us," she stated, oddly in the same exact voice the taller girl had. Cinders looked up, her hands starting to ignite with bright flames.
"Let's send them a nice greeting then," she stated, smirking. She formed two balls of fire in the palms of her hands and threw them up, one landing on either ledge. The sudden flash of light that followed signaled their explosion and the sound of metal crashing against metal filled the room. The lights suddenly turned on, blinding the two females for a few moments, which was enough for the enemy to get the two of them surrounded. When their vision finally cleared, the two girls were greeted by the sight of at least ten sentinels, all ready to fire on them.
"Cinders," Mockingbird whispered, still sounding a lot like Cinders herself. Both of them knew that they were the only ones who could hear her from the tone of voice she was now using. "I'll handle this. You know what to do…" Cinders nodded slightly before straitening up. Flames started licking up and down her entire body, the heat in the room rising. The very air around Cinders started to shudder and move in waves from the heat and that was Mockingbird's cue. She took in a deep breath before pursing her lips together. A loud, high pitched whistle started resonating throughout the entire room and soon enough the sentinels began to shudder. A few tried to fire, but the lasers were somehow deflected as soon as they got too close to Mockingbird and Cinders, reversing in direction and shooting holes through the sentinels themselves. The rest were shuddering violently before utterly collapsing, their metallic limbs separating from their body. The whistling stopped and Cinders sighed, relaxing, the flames quickly extinguishing.
"Very good, girls," the voice stated, obviously happy with the results. "You may exit the danger room now." In the room that was able to observe the people in the danger room, Storm and a few other mutants were applauding and murmuring on the new arrival's performances. Only a few weeks in the institute and already they were showing signs of promise. Among those in that small room, there was a young boy, no older than seventeen, yet no younger either. He was probably the only person not talking, just staring out the window, yet he was the only person whom Storm turned her attention to. She walked over to him before whispering into his ear, "Don't forget. In thirty minutes you are to be in my office," before walking out of the room, the rest of the mutants following her. The boy stood there, watching the other mutants leave, before exiting himself. Unbeknownst to him and the other mutants he would soon play an important role in the future of the institute…and it was all to start that very day…
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I've decided to make the prologue in third person. The rest of this story shall be in first. Please tell me what you think. :3