Well, this is the start of what will be the new and improved version of Eyes of Green; Eyes of Gold. I wasn't too pleased with how badly the styles of writing differed over the years, so I'm going to revise it in order to make everything fit together better. I really hope you guys like this new version better!
Disclaimer: I own the plot, Jamila and Jendayi, but no one else. Thank you.
Story Summary: Xavier is blasted one day by a surge of mutant activity down in the South, Decatur Georgia to be exact. He sends Storm and Spyke to investigate.
Chapter Summary: This is just setting the stage. Xavier has been having this nagging feeling for weeks now, but he doesn't know what it is until now.
Eyes of Green; Eyes of Gold
Prologue-Terrible Power
Professor Charles Xavier rubbed the back of his neck. For weeks, a persistent nagging pressure had been sitting irritatingly in the back of his head. He hadn't been able to identify it until just now. It was a pair of mutant abilities, and strong ones at that. The pressure had just now become identifiable. He rolled to his study, and placed Cerebro on his head. Several things happened at once.
Flashes of twin girls dressed all in blue assaulted his mind's eye. He saw the twins fighting off girls in red, shooting, stabbing, and generally causing harm. He watched one of the girls freeze an opponent's arm, while her sister morphed into an enormous black panther and clawed someone's face horribly. Xavier, intrigued, looked in deeper, until he passed out from the deep surge of emotions.
In Decatur Georgia, two identical girls were idly wasting their time at lunch in school when they felt Xavier's intrusion and fainted.
Xavier woke slowly, to find Hank's worried face staring down at him. "What happened?"
"We're still trying to figure that out, old friend." Hank said warmly. He began taking Xavier's vitals.
"Did Cerebro show you something, Professor?" Jean asked.
"Yes, it did. Find Evan and Ororo, please, and tell them it is most urgent."
Jean did as asked, and was soon back with Evan Daniels and Ororo Munroe in tow.
"Is something the matter, Professor?" Ororo asked.
"No, but I have found two more students who possess the X gene. They must be tested, which is where you come in, Ororo. I want you to test them, with Evan to accompany you."
"Very well."
"As soon as I am allowed to leave, I will give you a more thorough debriefing." Ororo nodded, and led her nephew away.
"Well, Professor, your vitals are stable. Just a few more tests and you'll be a free man." Hank said, staring at a computer monitor. Xavier lay back and thought about just how Ororo would take the fact that her daughters were alive, well, and mutants.
In Decatur, the two girls had just awakened. They looked at each other and nodded. A grandmotherly looking woman bustled in and felt each girl's forehead. When she spoke, she had a distinct Southern drawl. "Well, now, are y'all feelin' any bettah?"
"Yes Madea." The two girls had Southern drawls as well.
"What happened? Ah just up and get a call sayin' that the two of y'all have fainted. Did you eat anythin' that ain't agree with you?"
"No ma'am."
"Well, Ah want y'all home for a day or so."
"Yes ma'am." The old woman smiled and smoothed each girl's hair down.
"When y'all feel up to it, get your stuff and Ah'll take y'all home." After she had left, they turned to look at each other.
"What happened?"
"Hell if Ah know."
It was around six in the evening when Ororo walked into the Professor's study. "You said I would receive a more thorough debriefing?"
"Yes, I have gotten wind of two very strong mutant abilities in Decatur, Georgia. I need you and Evan to go down there and find them out."
"Them?"
The professor rolled over to his computer and began to type. A pair of pictures popped up onscreen. They were of twin girls, African-American, with café au lait skin, and large almond-shaped brown eyes. Their resemblance to Ororo was staggering. Ororo looked at the information at the bottom of the screen. She gasped.
"Yes Ororo, they are your daughters."
"Goddess, have mercy." Ororo breathed. "They're alive?"
"Yes, alive and living with their grandmother in Decatur Georgia."
"When do we depart?"
"Tonight. If Cerebro is correct, these girls could take out the entire United States. Your plane leaves at eight. Tell Evan."
Ororo retrieved her nephew, informed him of the mission, and returned to her room and pack. She had just placed a shirt in her suitcase when she sat down and buried her face in her hands. Outside, a soft rain began to fall, although Ororo did not weep. She finished packing, gathered Evan, and drove to the airport, where they were placed on the flight.
Back in Georgia, one of the girls awoke with a start. She walked over to her window and sat down. She watched the stars twinkling in the sky. Something made her look down, and she gasped. In moments, she and her sister were quietly getting dressed. Soon, they were out the door.
Ororo was tense, almost overly so. Xavier's coordinates were in a very rough area of the city. Gang members leered at the unusual trio from every corner, and squealing tires were clearly heard in the background.
"What do we have here?" Ororo turned, only to be confronted with a pair of twins, obviously gangbangers.
"We mean no harm. We are just traveling through."
"This area? At night? Lady, you must be new. Nobody goes around the Lady Crips territory without one of us knowing it." The speaker shifted her weight slightly, and Ororo noticed the pair of knives in her hands. They had been turned upside down, so that the knife itself was resting against the inside of her wrist, but they were undoubtedly sharp and dangerous.
"Quit scarin' em, Jen. Come on, our house is just down the street." The other girl spoke up. She and her twin exchanged long looks, and they turned and began walking down the street. Evan looked at Ororo, and she nodded for them to follow the mysterious girls. They stopped in front of a nicely kept white house with pale blue shutters. One of the girls opened the door, and motioned everyone inside. As soon as everyone was inside, she shut the door and breathed a deep sigh.
"What the hell were y'all thinkin, comin round here wearing fuckin' contrastin colors?" The girl with the knives yelled. She motioned to Evan's red shirt and blue jeans, and Ororo's green and blue attire.
"We were following orders." Ororo said.
"Yeah, well orders can get people killed! If some of the Lady Bloods had spotted y'all, you would have been dead already." The other one said.
"Are you guys in a gang?" Evan asked incredulously.
The one called Jen looked at Evan contemptuously. "The Lady Crips, and don't ever fuckin forget it."
"What would your mother say, Jendayi, if she heard your language?" Ororo asked.
"She'd probably be proud of us for surviving this far, considering she gave us up." Jendayi tipped up her head proudly.
"You know them, Auntie O?" Evan asked, staring at the two in curiosity.
"They are my daughters."
The other twin glared at Ororo. "Ain't this a nice lil family reunion?"
(Eyes of Green; Eyes of Gold)
Ta-dah! The newly revamped prologue! I hope everyone enjoys it. Before I continue with any more chapters on this story, I'll be undertaking a major revision. I really hope you guys like this version better. It'll be less teenybopper and a little more grown up, in keeping with my differing styles. As always, read and review, but avoid the flames if you please!
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