A/N: Well, it's been quite awhile since I've been on here! School just keeps me busy and things. Since I've seen a lot of people liking my X-Men one shots, I decided to finally write that I would write a fic based on DOFP, but with my OC Lydia added in c: So here's the first chapter! I'll modify The Kid with the Silver Hair and It's Wonderful to See You Again to the format of this new story so you guys will have those "updated" and the story will expand!
Until next time my darlings :3
Lydia looked upon the old mansion with melancholy.
She remembered the Academy in it's heyday. The classrooms bustling, the hallways roaring with laughter, and the Professor overjoyed. Amazed that the work that he and Erik started could still continue.
Erik. Oh, Lydia felt a pang in her heart at the though of him.
She shook her head.
Lydia didn't want to think about that part of her past.
She opened the iron gate, it creaking behind her as she walked up the extended driveway. Lydia didn't notice the Pontiac on the street.
Everything about the place seemed empty. The trees were drooping. The flowers were dead. Not a person in sight.
It's like as soon the students left, the life in the house went with it.
When Lydia came to the front door, she was confused to hear sounds coming from the house.
Grumbling and murmuring was all that Lydia could hear. She knocked on the large, ancient door and waited.
The slight clamor that was on the other side of the door quieted down.
Lydia heard the sound of someone shushing another.
The door opens a little with a curt response.
"What do you want?"
Lydia smiled. "Aw, Hank. Why you gotta be like that when talking to an old friend?"
"Lydia? Is that you?" The door opened wide, a small smile on Hank's when he saw the curly haired beauty in front of him.
Lydia ran in his arms and laughed as he swung her in his arms.
Her lips embraced his cheek as she looked up at him.
"How are you? How's everything? How's Charles?" Her questions were met with a weary stare from Hank.
"Well, uh...," he looked back at the two men behind him. Lydia's smile went away as she saw the men.
A gruff man with a intimidating gaze, and the other was a clearly disheveled Charles. Lydia's eyes tracked down to his legs.
He was standing.
Lydia rushed over towards him, hugging him. His arms hesitantly wrapped around her.
"Lydia! Dear god, where did you come from?"
She scoffed at him. "You're wondering about me? Charles, you're walking."
He coldly laughed. "Yes, love. I am. I'll tell you about this later. But, right now, we have more important things to take care of by what this man is telling us." Charles geastured to the mysterious man.
Lydia stared at him. "I don't know you."
"Logan. My name's Logan," he said. The man's voice was just as deep as his appearance makes it out to be.
"I'm Lydia." She stood her ground next to Charles.
"I don't know you though." Logan simply stated. His eyes were searching her face.
"You're not in my future."
Lydia eyes turned into slits at that statement. "What do you mean future?"
Charles answered that question for her. "It's a long story. One that deals with the government taking Raven and using her power to destroy mutants."
A horrified look came on Lydia's face. "What?"
"I'll explain more on the way," Logan started. "However, you need to come with us. There's a chance you'll be able to be in the future if you help us."
"Her powers are amazing," Hank interjected.
Lydia laughed. "Thanks, Hank. And I'll do it. I want to try out my powers."
Logan slightly smiled. "Great. We need you."
