Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters of the feature film Megamind and all accompanied media related to it. They are the property of Dreamworks; I only own Daniel and Claire.
A/N: I've decided to re write this chapter into a two part prologue thanks to a suggestion from FireChildSlytherin5. It will allow for Chapter 2 to flow better. So enjoy.
Prologue Part 1:
It was Christmas Eve, a light drizzle of snow landed without sound, wrapping a large, lavish mansion in a blanket of white. A black Rolls Royce cruised up the driveway; the thick tires crunching on the gravel, the car slowed and stopped inside a lavish car port which house a variety of sports cars and motorcycles. The driver killed the ignition and stepped out, from the passenger side a woman with deep chestnut hair that cascade down her shoulders like a river of chocolate and dazzling blue eyes that were red and bloodshot from tears slowly slid out of the expensive car. The man who was driving strode over and embraced the woman in an affectionate hug as the woman began to tremble with sobs. The man wrapped his heavy over coat around his wife and the two made their way towards the mansion.
As they reached the heavy wooden door, it opened, revealing a man in his mid-forties, his golden hair greying at the temples, the man was dressed in an expensive suit and had a kind expression on his face.
"Welcome home Master Richard and Lady Heather," He greeted in an upper class British accent, "I trust that your appointment was informative?"
"I'll tell you later Alfred" Richard said, still cradling his wife who had begun to sob again.
"Shall I go and prepare some tea, Sir?" Alfred asked Richard.
"Yes please Alfred, We'll be in the sitting room" Richard informed his old friend.
Richard sunk into his favorite sitting chair; it was comprised primarily of leather, softened from years of sitting. He sighed heavily and looked over at his wife who was lying in the foetal position on one of the couches, made of the same materials as Richard's favorite arm chair.
"Heather, everything is going to be alright, we'll figure something out" Richard said to his wife.
"How is everything going to be alright!, Heather angrily questioned, "I've just discovered that I can't have babies, EVER!"
"We'll figure something out" Richard repeated, trying to comfort his wife
"SHUT UP RICHARD! IT'S ALL PERFECT FOR YOU, YOU CAN ACTUALLY HAVE CHILDREN!" Heather screamed at her husband.
Richard knew better to get into an argument so he just looked away and grabbed a copy of his the Metro City Times and began to read. After what seemed like an age Heather stood up and left the sitting room, making her way toward the pantry, where Alfred was making their tea. Suddenly the front door burst open an a golden egg shaped pod glided down the carpeted hall and came to rest at the foot of the giant Christmas tree that dominated the sitting room. Richard, who was engrossed in his newspaper, failed to notice the pods arrival and Heather, who came sprinting in after it.
Heather approached the golden pod, with an uneasy feeling set in her heart. She knelt next to the unknown visitor; she peered through the small view port and gasped in shock.
"Richard, there's a baby in there" Heather exclaimed
"Yes, I saw it and thought of you." Richard replied with an absent minded tone.
Heather rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to the golden pod. After examining it for a brief moment she discovered three clasps, which she promptly undid, as the lid of the pod began to open a fine mist was ejected. Heather, caught by surprise, breathed in and then coughed heavily. Little did she know the dust would shape her entire future.
Once she had recovered from her coughing fit she returned to the pod and gazed down at the baby boy who cooed softly at the sight of her face. She began to lift the baby out of his pod crib, but nearly fainted when the baby started to levitate on his own, he then took off, flying around the room, dragging an incredibly shocked Heather with him.
"Honey, the baby can fly!" Heather informed her husband, who had yet to look up from his paper.
"Yes, only the best for you" He replied in the same tone he used before.
The baby boy slowly let Heather back down and when her feet had touched the floor the baby landed softly in Heather's waiting arms.
"Awww," Heather cooed, "You are just adorable, I think I'll call you Wayne, Wayne Scott, do you like that"
The baby nodded once before slipping into a light sleep, popping his thumb into his mouth as he did.
Ok, I've decided to rewrite the first chapter and make it into a two part prologue, thanks to FireChildSlytherin5 for the brilliant idea. Part two will introduce Daniel, Claire and Megamind. Stay Tuned
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