Midnite- Bonjour mon amies I'm back for now I'm sorry about the updates taking forever, but I have exams and tomorrow is my last day yuppy! Anyways on to the story.

Disclaimer: I own cheesecake well not anymore since I ate the last piece a while ago… anyways I don't own the X-Men pity really…

Touched

Few years later…

The rays of sunlight shone through the castle's windows causing a small sleeping form to shift. The form shifted to cover its self-up with the covers only to find them tangled up. The form grunted and struggled with the blankets in just a few more tries the form would win the battle with the blankets. Thud! ''Ouch!"

The form fell to the cold floor. A girl about 10 years old with long auburn hair in a flimsy white night gown- rudely awaken might she add- now lay sprawled on the floor. After a while she finally understood that it was indeed morning and she had to get up.

She reluctantly scrambled to her feet and ran out to the halls only to find she was the only resident awake. Deciding it best to go wake up her papa she ran towards her parent's room. Her bare feet made a slight click but otherwise she ran silently through the empty corridors. When she finally made it to her parent's room she went to knock, but heard their voices arguing.

"Logan you know she will be of an age where she must marry-"

"Yes I know Raven but now isn't that time she is still young she needs to live her life-"

"I agree-"

"You do?"

"I do but with a husband to guide her!"

"You know perfectly well Anna can take care of herself and she is too young-"

"Ha! Young? Girls at thirteen are already made mothers."

"True, but she is only ten!"

"Yes, but she must start taking suitors!"

She had heard enough quickly without catching their attention she scampered back to her room. Once she arrived she quickly changed into a thin gauzy dress since that was the quickest thing to get into. Without caring for shoes she ran to the closest exit and ran down to the shore nearby. Luckily for her, her father also shared the same opinion of the sea, so her father of course had chosen the fortress due to not only its safety and beauty but also since it was close to the beach.

She ran until her little bare feet hit the cool, moist sand. She stood still watching the morning sun settle and letting the breeze play with her auburn locks. When the sun finally made it to its highest peak marking midday she ran. Hearing her name being called out closer she sped up ignoring the squawking seagulls, the sharp shells piercing her bare feet, and the yelling from her parents or most likely the servants sent to find her.

"Anna, mistress!"

"My lady!"

"Don't!"

"Come back!"

She had been spotted but she continued her race with the wind. 'That's exactly what I want to do to never come back!' she thought. She however knew the reality no matter how far and how long she ran away she would have to come back. At some point she would go back, but not now anyway.

The water splashed when she finally made it to the ocean. The ocean is always her salvation no matter the time of day. She waddled as fast as she could deep into the water then swimming out as far as she could. Breathing in a deep breath she dived down underwater her dress weighing her down.

She was not used to swimming with a dress, but she just ignored the extra weight and kept swimming until she made it through to her favorite spot- an underwater cave. All she had to do in order to get there is swim through a coral reef. Easy enough she did this task so many times she lost count. She moves through with ease until her dress gets caught.

At first she doesn't panic trying to get loose that is until she feels a bit dizzy and little spots of lights start dancing through her vision. Fear started to seep into her knowing that if she didn't get out of there soon she would either drown or something worse. The coral reef is a rather dangerous place due to the fact that predators seem rather fond of the reefs.

She tugs and feels the cloth slowly ripping and this encourages her to pull harder. That is until movement caught her attention. Though the saltiness of the water stings her eyes causing her sight to be rather hazy she manages to see the shape of the creature she was trying to keep away from.

She pulls harder desperately clawing at the fabric caught onto the reef. Due to the lack of oxygen she was feeling rather weakened, but somehow managed to pull free. As soon as the restraint was gone she kicked her feet desperately trying to get away. She managed to get away from the overgrown fish with the sharp array of many teeth.

Unfortunately, due to the adrenaline pumping through her she hadn't felt the now gushing cut and her frantic swimming caught the attention of the demonic fish. She somehow managed to swim into the underwater cavern and breaking into the surface she desperately gasped for air. Taking a huge gulp of breath she coughed. Relief soaked into her she had made it. All she had to do now all she had to do was make it over to the edge of the rocky land in her secret place.

She swam bobbing up and down in the water until her fingertips grazed the rough surface. Relief was bliss by now she had made it safely. That is until she felt herself get pulled roughly down. She quickly took in a deep breath before returning down under. She managed to somewhat turn herself around only to meet the eyes of a cold heartless murderer. The predatory gaze only a creature experienced in killing in cold blood could have.

The most feared creature in the underwater terrain and the underwater world's most feared predator had gotten her by her leg. She had heard stories about this creature and none ended too pretty. They call the creature shark. When her shock subsided somewhat she decides it was time to fight back.

Pounding with all her might on the shark's nose the girl desperately tried to free herself. The initial shack was starting to fade into yet another dose of adrenaline. She fought back with all her might, but the overgrown fish wouldn't budge. She clawed at his nose, but to no avail. She could hear blood pounding and the annoying lights came back to cloud her vision with the horrible dance routine. Then a thought struck her.

'Of course why hadn't I thought of this before? Oh right because I haven't been able to think!' she thought to herself.

She reached around her neck to feel the necklace her father had given her. She had forgotten she had it due to never taking it off. It was tooth of a wolf shaped into an arrowhead like knife. Her mother of course had disapproved and had even taken it, but she being rather sneaky she had managed to get it back. She wore secretly and out of sight underneath the ridiculous curtains her mother calls dresses and is always put into.

She felt a sharp tug pulling her out of her daze. Without giving it anymore thought she pulled the necklace off breaking the little string that held it. She struck the tooth into the eye of the shark and when it loosened its hold she pulled it out again and sunk it into the little slits she happened to see. Immediately it let go and quickly without thought she swam up.

Just a few seconds more and she would make it. Just a little bit more. Her little hand reached upwards almost reaching the surface. She kicked a few more times and finally her fingertips broke to the surface. She gave one more kick, but it was not enough. She felt herself heavy and she slowly sunk back down.

How had she made it so far out into the ocean? She couldn't remember. All she knew was it sure was peaceful. Sure all the things she was taught would be going to waste. Her secret training with her father would have all been in vain. Oh her father her sweet, loving father.

Flashback…

Anna was running through the forest. She had just got back from running with some wolves. Sure wolves are dangerous, but the pups are just too cute and as long as she didn't do something to threaten the wolves then she wouldn't get hurt. The pups were easy to convince, but the older wolves were a bit more challenging, but she had earned their trust.

Making sure no one saw her she promptly climbed the grape vine that led to her window. As soon as her feet hi the cold floor of her room she quickly went to get dressed into an acceptable dress-according to her mother. She put on a short-sleeved, almost floor-length, yellow dress, an annoying bodice and a petite coat. She hid her breeches and loose shirt she managed to 'borrow' from the servant's laundry.

The worst part of her wardrobe however is not the dress or the bodice or the coat but the little very pinched and uncomfortable shoes are. Reluctantly she pulled them on and scurried over to her father's office. When she arrived she found the door ajar and without thinking slipped inside.

There in the center of the spacious room sat her father wearing a loose long-sleeved white shirt- very similar to the one she had on earlier, except hers was hiding under the blankets her mother calls winter coats- and riding breeches with riding boots.

He sat cowering over what she recognized as her father's favorite planning toy-a chess board. Tip toeing to where her father sat very concentrated on his 'planning' and walking behind him she made to scare him. Slowly very slowly she outstretched her little hand and inched painfully slow and was a few inches from touching his shoulder…

"You know Anna, it's rude to come in without permission or announcing yourself young lady." He said without even acknowledging her. "How do you do that?" she asked ignoring her father's scolding. She had been so close this time! Yet somehow every time she went to scare him he'd always beat her to it.

"Do what Anna?" he asked.

"You know when you already know when someone oh never mind! What are you doing papa?" she asked suddenly curious.

"Strategizing."

"How?" she asked curiously.

"Come here and I'll show you, but under one condition."

The girl walks over to her father cautiously and finally asks, "What condition?"

She slides into the chair across from her father and looks directly at him. He looks up finally meeting her eyes for the first time since she arrived and smiles. "The condition is that I'll teach you, but not a single word to your mother about it got it?"

"Of course." She smiles back and they begin to 'strategize'. After a few plays it seemed they were at a match and Anna's eyes were sparkling at the thought of finally winning a game. However her father had wanted to show her something he learned when he was away.

He took one of his most important pieces and put in the path of danger. Of course Anna pounced at the piece knowing it was a very important chess piece. 'I wonder why he would purposely put himself in this position?' the thought crept at her mind and just as fast as it had appeared it went away. She was winning and that was all she cared about at that instance.

However after a few more moves she stood dumbfounded at the way her father had played her. "What was that?" she questioned clearly annoyed by the way she crossed her arms across her chest. She had been so close!

"What?" he asked faking innocence.

"That move!" she demanded exasperatedly frowning.

"Gambit or Gambetto-"

"Gambetto? As in the Italian correct?" she interrupted curiously.

"Again Anna it is rude to interrupt especially when I'm explaining unless you don't want to know, but yes actually Italy was where I learned your mother teaching you etiquette or-"

"Am I interrupting something?" a voice- they both flinched at- interrupted.

"Now I know where she gets it." Her father mumbled before turning to greet his wife.

"What did you say? You know how much I hate when people mumble!" the voice belonged to Raven his wife unfortunately. Like her name her appearance matches the said bird. Her hair slick raven black yet short and her eyes coal black sometimes though he saw her differently, but it was probably all in his head.

"I said good day wife." He corrected.

"Well, what were you two up to?" she asked impatiently.

"I just came to welcome papa back home mother." Anna answered coolly.

"Is that so?'' Raven contemplated.

"Yes Raven the child is telling the truth. Right Anna we had a fun conversation."

"Yes papa we sure did." Anna smiled.

"Anna what have I told you? You are to be a proper lady and ladies do ot have conversations with men! And you Logan should not encourage her! It's a rather nasty habit she has now!" Raven dramatically threw her hands up.

"But mother you talk to papa all the time, so that means you aren't a proper lady right?" Anna questioned.

Raven stood silent for a while trying to pick her jaw up from the ground. "You- uh- that's different!"

Logan and Anna just stood there watching Raven throw a rather unladylike fit. When she finally calmed down she barged out of the room and as soon as they were sure that Raven was out of hearing range they simultaneously burst out laughing.

After the calmed down, Logan proceeded to tell Anna about his trip and sailing on a ship.

"Anna I brought you a little gift, but you must keep it out of sight especially from your mother understood?"

"Yes papa." She answered excited.

Reaching into his coat he pulled out a glistening white tooth shaped dagger hanging on a chord. "Whoa papa that ain't nothing like a tooth I've ever seen! It's wonderful!" She admired it until her father slipped it around her neck and started speaking.

"You know your mother doesn't like it when you speak that way, but then again she doesn't seem to like anything." Logan sighed. "To answer- what I think was a question- the dagger is made of a special tooth. The tooth comes from a legendary creature which everyone- well almost everyone- fears-"

"A wolf?" she interrupted.

Logan sighs and then chuckles. "You are as impatient as me little one and curious too, but the answer is both yes and no. You see before you interrupt I'm going to tell you a story about the moon and her wolverine…."

End of flashback…

She remembered when after she heard the story she quickly scampered off into her room, but was stopped by Raven. Raven somehow had known she had the necklace and had snatched it away. No actually not snatched she had almost killed her too steal her necklace. That encounter made her fear Raven for the first time and the last time she ever acknowledge Raven as a mother. She can still feel the stinging on her cheek when she was slapped so hard her cheek bled.

The sudden ability to breathe brought her back from her revenue. She quickly seized into a fit of coughing and spurting water out. She had finally ceased coughing when a voice spoke up.

"Anna Marie welcome to my sanctuary." A voice ringed in her ears, but she couldn't see anyone. What she did see was beyond gorgeous, so beautiful the place seemed she started to wonder if she was in heaven. It was an aqua blue world with coral shaped furniture and beautifully glowing sea stars that serve as lights. A chandelier with crystals and sea stars to serve as the candles dangled from the aquatic ceiling and giant clams were positioned as chairs around a rock like table.

Pearls and other gems from the sea were embedded in the walls of the place making the place bright like a lighthouse. That's when she saw a woman in beautiful white coming towards her. "Child I see you have been severely harmed I am terribly sorry and I hope you accept my apology." Spoke the woman.

"Where am I? Who are you? Am I dead?" Anna asked mesmerized.

"You are strong little one and very courageous as well as curious." The woman laughed. "But to answer your questions you are in a place many used to live in Atlantis as many people know as the lost city and I am Ororo alias Storm and no you are not dead. Not yet anyway. Look at you child you are almost carcass please let me heal you."

Anna looked at her legs only to see them bloody and mangled and her whole lower self was bloody and so were her hands. "Are you a goddess?" she asked.

"Why do you ask child?"

"Because there is no way I will live unless by magic." Anna answered painfully aware that her adrenaline had dispersed leaving behind all the pain she hadn't felt while struggling for her life.

"I am a witch and I guess you could say I am a goddess I will let you live child, but you must repay your debt when the time arrives princess. This may be my domain but my twin goddess the Phoenix won't be so happy I have saved you, but I cannot let an innocent such as yourself die because of a fit she had." She sighed and brought Anna onto a clam bed.

"I am sorry, but this is going to be very painful my dear, but do keep awake as much as possible if you don't I think I might lose you okay." With that said she began a very painful but effective procedure.

Anna is a strong girl and she didn't cry out until the very end of the procedure. Tears had escaped and she had gripped the bed so hard she had cut open her hands, but the cuts seemed to heal instantly and then all went black.

Storm sighed the pain had been too much for the girl yet she hadn't passed out or cried out until the end. She knew she had made the right choice. Even though the Phoenix wouldn't be happy with her at all she couldn't let a child die because of her anger towards her father.

She looked down at the girl completely healed and normal looking except for two pearl white streaks in her hair that had appeared while the treatment had occurred. Now everyone who would see her would know she was touched. Asleep the girl looked like an angel, but she knew the truth under her appearance hides the soul of a courageous warrior.

She moved away one of the girl's streaks and admired her beauty. "For a human girl you are one beautiful and courageous soul." She said out loud thinking about someone who reminded her very much of her. "When you awaken you will remember nothing of your visit here." She said sadly.

She quickly sent for some dolphins to lay her as close to shore as possible. She walked back to her lonesome kingdom.

Midnight-okay very long but hey I owed it to you guys I know I didn't put a thing about Remy and sorry for that, but the next chapter is all him and the one after will be when they grow up maybe so stay tune ohh and show some love to the review button please….