Fan Fiction Xmen
By: AngelAkuma
Author's Notes: This is my first fanfiction for Xmen, and is based on the cartoon, comic, and movie. I would like to say that there is mild cussing and swear words (but nothing TOO bad) in this particular fan fiction. If you do NOT approve of swearing, please do not read this.
Here is a guide to the speech in this story:
"Hi." - normal speech
'Hi.' - Personal thought
Hi. - Telepathy
[Hi.] - Radio speech
-[Hi.]- - Cerebro
Disclaimer = I do not own Marvel or make any part of it. The only characters that are mine and currently in this story are Mikora, Justin, Ashton, Icicle, and the rest of MXF*. I may introduce more characters as time progresses.
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--{Chapter 1: Rain Fall; Part 1}--
The sky darkened as the stormy night went by. It showered the New York streets with its rain, endlessly pouring down massive pellets of water upon the habitants. Cars beeped and honked noisly as traffic jams continued. Store owners had trouble getting the growing water from their shops. The weather report also showed high, high chances of rain.
"We're havin' a wet weekened folks," a weather reporter said as he moved his hand on the map behind him. "We're raining for about two more days at the least ...."
It was a very wet December night.
At the School for Gifted Children, Henry McCoy, or Beast, was playing chess with Scott Summers, or Cyclops, in the main hallway near the fireplace. Rogue was laying on a couch and reading a thick book. All three were wearing thick sweaters and sweatpants, except Scott whom wore blue jeans. The rest of the students were randomly elsewhere in the Mansion. A few of the newer members were (despite their distaste) inside the Danger Room and practicing their powers. Sometimes the mansion would shake from their powers, but that was as common as the weather. The cold rain splatered relentlessly upon the panes as the night went on.
"Pity that it is raining today," Henry McCoy mentioned as he moved his castle (or rook). He took Scott's bishop and added, "Checkmate."
"Yeah. You said it... We had to cancel our trip to the park." Scott mumbled dreamily as he took McCoy's piece with his knight.
"Do you mean your date with Jean?" Henry inquired. The knight was no more. "Checkmate again."
"Um..." Scott said, blushing slightly. He checked the chess board. "You won again," he said quickly, "I'm going off."
He stood up and Rogue gazed slightly upwards from her book. She watched him walk off into the corridor.
'Hmm... That young man doesn't want to admit his feelings.' he thought to himself.
~~
Outside and unknown to the Xmen, several vans had blocked off an intersection and cleared a street full of people. Many citizens believed that they were from the police. However, they were far more dangerous than the police.
"I want you to clear these next two streets, YOU HEAR ME??" the leader yelled at his men, "She can't escape, not after nearly two years of trying to track her down!!!"
"YES SIR!" the armored soldiers saluted him before hurrying off to do their duties.
"HEY!" an angry driver shouted, "WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
"There's a dangerous criminal running in this section of the city here!" one of the men cried over the rain and noise, "We have to send everyone home; we don't know what she will do!"
"*Pant*... *Pant*...."
Above them, a lone figure jumped across two buildings in a clean leap. She could see the blurred yellow lights of the skyscrapers around her as she landed onto a rooftop.
"She's gotta be around here somewhere... Where are you?!" the leader growled to himself, checking the equipment. "ugh... We can't spend anymore time dawdling. SEND OUT THE SPECIAL FORCES!!" he yelled.
~~
The short figure raced across the dark rooftops. She wore not much more than a tattered T-shirt and dirty khaki-colored (although the mud made it seem like dark brown) pants that did not keep her anywhere close to dry. She skidded around one corner, then looked down.
'DAMN! They closed off all the streets! I'm doomed!' she thought tensely. Before she could react, three shots were fired at her from below, and their piercing noises alerted her of their presense. She barely dodged one of them, which shot so close to her face she swore she could see the bullet as it passed by.
'Shit! They spotted me!' The female turned and headed the opposite direction. A flash of lightning scorched the sky, briefly showing her position. Her black hair was tied into a wet ponytail, her thin clothing was drenched, and a visable three-inch scar that stretched across her right eye could be seen.
Sssscccrreeeee!!! Her feet slipped across the wet stone and just before she made another leap. However, more bullets, and this time accompanied by sharp flashes of light.
'They have LASERS?!' she thought frantically. The lasers shot at the wall ahead of her while the bullets tried to injure her limbs. Suddenly, the wall before her split and fell to crumbs; her foothole was gone.
"Aaahhhh!!!" she screamed as a bullet hit her, right through her left leg. Blood flew as she crashed into the now sharp side of the soaked sharp building edge and plummeted headfirst down the side of it in a terrible freefall.
'Must... concentrate....' she groaned through the numbing pain in her arm and side. Blood began to mix with the rain as she headed toward the ground.
~~
-[WWWWHHIIIRRR! WWHHIIRRR!! Mutant Detected!]-
Professor Charles Xavier accompanied by a suited up Jean Grey quickly entered the Cerebro room. He placed the silver helmet upon his bald head and scanned the immediate area.
-[Mutant Detected: Unknown Name.... Processing... Mutant Identified.]-
'Hmm... Mutant Identification?' he asked Cerebro. The picture before them showed of a short young girl in her teens in a strange uniform. She had a feminine and athletic body, and had chocolate brown eyes and a somewhat fresh and visable scar across her right eye. She had no corrective lenses or any signs of abuse other than her harsh expression on her face. There was also a tattoo in the shape of an "X" on her upper right arm.
-[Mutant name: Mikora Katt. Gender: Female. Age: Approximately 17. Powers: Healing, Superspeed, Agility, Hypersenses. Was last known working for Mutant X Factor*.]-
"Professor?" Jean Grey asked, seeing a concerned look grow over her mentor's face, "What's wrong?"
"This is a special case, Jean," he replied seriously, "I need you to be careful with the next mutant. Her name is Mikora Katt, and is probably on the run from an organization made for mutants, similar to Weapon X. You know how ... stubborn they can be."
"Yes, professor," She said. She knew that he was referring to Wolverine when they had first tried to bring him in. He had put up quite a struggle until he accepted Xavier's pacifist views.
"You may need Logan, Kurt, Kitty, and Ashton on this mission," he continued. "I fear that her powers may have been triggered by her past employers."
~~
"Oh crud...." Mikora grumbled. She had landed on her feet, but since the ground was so wet, her old sneakers had slipped and she had collided into the watery ground. The rain pelted itself on her head, and the mutant found it quite annoying.
"MIKORA!!" one of the men yelled, "SURRENDER OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENSES!"
MIkora groaned as a piercing light shone in her sensitve eyes from one of the blurred yet blinding lights attached to their guns. These were especially trained men who couldn't come close to taking her down, but in her poor condition there was no way she could fight them all off.
'Just a bit more...' She gritted her teeth, ready to brace the incoming pain.
One of the men cautiously walked over to her, wary of her actions and movement. In the blink of an eye, Mikora got up, kicked the man full in the face, and grabbed his gun. He screamed in pain as she crushed the barrel before tossing the gun aside. She quickly jumped up onto the side of the fire escape of the building she'd fallen from. The pain and wound had healed enough for her to evade her captors once more.
"GET HER!!"
"AARRRGGGGHHH!!!!" she screamed as more blood was spilt.
Something had appeared from the shadows and attacked her! It ripped her front; her chest and waist were torn and bleeding, and she fell backwards toward the pavement once again.
"GOOD JOB WOLFMAN!" one of the soldiers yelled to another figure on the rooftop. He smiled down at them with a malicious grin. He was older than Mikora, and much taller, too. His silver hair was wet as well, but not as wet as Mikora.
~BAMF!~
A strange smell filled the water-filled air as a blue-furred demon appeared. He jumped and grabbed Mikora's body in midair. However, she wasn't unconcious as he had thought.
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* MXF= Short for Mutant X Factor. It's like Weapon X, but smaller and for teens. Yeah, how original of me...
Reviews may encourage or aid in uploading of Chapter 2.
By: AngelAkuma
Author's Notes: This is my first fanfiction for Xmen, and is based on the cartoon, comic, and movie. I would like to say that there is mild cussing and swear words (but nothing TOO bad) in this particular fan fiction. If you do NOT approve of swearing, please do not read this.
Here is a guide to the speech in this story:
"Hi." - normal speech
'Hi.' - Personal thought
Hi. - Telepathy
[Hi.] - Radio speech
-[Hi.]- - Cerebro
Disclaimer = I do not own Marvel or make any part of it. The only characters that are mine and currently in this story are Mikora, Justin, Ashton, Icicle, and the rest of MXF*. I may introduce more characters as time progresses.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
--{Chapter 1: Rain Fall; Part 1}--
The sky darkened as the stormy night went by. It showered the New York streets with its rain, endlessly pouring down massive pellets of water upon the habitants. Cars beeped and honked noisly as traffic jams continued. Store owners had trouble getting the growing water from their shops. The weather report also showed high, high chances of rain.
"We're havin' a wet weekened folks," a weather reporter said as he moved his hand on the map behind him. "We're raining for about two more days at the least ...."
It was a very wet December night.
At the School for Gifted Children, Henry McCoy, or Beast, was playing chess with Scott Summers, or Cyclops, in the main hallway near the fireplace. Rogue was laying on a couch and reading a thick book. All three were wearing thick sweaters and sweatpants, except Scott whom wore blue jeans. The rest of the students were randomly elsewhere in the Mansion. A few of the newer members were (despite their distaste) inside the Danger Room and practicing their powers. Sometimes the mansion would shake from their powers, but that was as common as the weather. The cold rain splatered relentlessly upon the panes as the night went on.
"Pity that it is raining today," Henry McCoy mentioned as he moved his castle (or rook). He took Scott's bishop and added, "Checkmate."
"Yeah. You said it... We had to cancel our trip to the park." Scott mumbled dreamily as he took McCoy's piece with his knight.
"Do you mean your date with Jean?" Henry inquired. The knight was no more. "Checkmate again."
"Um..." Scott said, blushing slightly. He checked the chess board. "You won again," he said quickly, "I'm going off."
He stood up and Rogue gazed slightly upwards from her book. She watched him walk off into the corridor.
'Hmm... That young man doesn't want to admit his feelings.' he thought to himself.
~~
Outside and unknown to the Xmen, several vans had blocked off an intersection and cleared a street full of people. Many citizens believed that they were from the police. However, they were far more dangerous than the police.
"I want you to clear these next two streets, YOU HEAR ME??" the leader yelled at his men, "She can't escape, not after nearly two years of trying to track her down!!!"
"YES SIR!" the armored soldiers saluted him before hurrying off to do their duties.
"HEY!" an angry driver shouted, "WHAT'S GOING ON?!"
"There's a dangerous criminal running in this section of the city here!" one of the men cried over the rain and noise, "We have to send everyone home; we don't know what she will do!"
"*Pant*... *Pant*...."
Above them, a lone figure jumped across two buildings in a clean leap. She could see the blurred yellow lights of the skyscrapers around her as she landed onto a rooftop.
"She's gotta be around here somewhere... Where are you?!" the leader growled to himself, checking the equipment. "ugh... We can't spend anymore time dawdling. SEND OUT THE SPECIAL FORCES!!" he yelled.
~~
The short figure raced across the dark rooftops. She wore not much more than a tattered T-shirt and dirty khaki-colored (although the mud made it seem like dark brown) pants that did not keep her anywhere close to dry. She skidded around one corner, then looked down.
'DAMN! They closed off all the streets! I'm doomed!' she thought tensely. Before she could react, three shots were fired at her from below, and their piercing noises alerted her of their presense. She barely dodged one of them, which shot so close to her face she swore she could see the bullet as it passed by.
'Shit! They spotted me!' The female turned and headed the opposite direction. A flash of lightning scorched the sky, briefly showing her position. Her black hair was tied into a wet ponytail, her thin clothing was drenched, and a visable three-inch scar that stretched across her right eye could be seen.
Sssscccrreeeee!!! Her feet slipped across the wet stone and just before she made another leap. However, more bullets, and this time accompanied by sharp flashes of light.
'They have LASERS?!' she thought frantically. The lasers shot at the wall ahead of her while the bullets tried to injure her limbs. Suddenly, the wall before her split and fell to crumbs; her foothole was gone.
"Aaahhhh!!!" she screamed as a bullet hit her, right through her left leg. Blood flew as she crashed into the now sharp side of the soaked sharp building edge and plummeted headfirst down the side of it in a terrible freefall.
'Must... concentrate....' she groaned through the numbing pain in her arm and side. Blood began to mix with the rain as she headed toward the ground.
~~
-[WWWWHHIIIRRR! WWHHIIRRR!! Mutant Detected!]-
Professor Charles Xavier accompanied by a suited up Jean Grey quickly entered the Cerebro room. He placed the silver helmet upon his bald head and scanned the immediate area.
-[Mutant Detected: Unknown Name.... Processing... Mutant Identified.]-
'Hmm... Mutant Identification?' he asked Cerebro. The picture before them showed of a short young girl in her teens in a strange uniform. She had a feminine and athletic body, and had chocolate brown eyes and a somewhat fresh and visable scar across her right eye. She had no corrective lenses or any signs of abuse other than her harsh expression on her face. There was also a tattoo in the shape of an "X" on her upper right arm.
-[Mutant name: Mikora Katt. Gender: Female. Age: Approximately 17. Powers: Healing, Superspeed, Agility, Hypersenses. Was last known working for Mutant X Factor*.]-
"Professor?" Jean Grey asked, seeing a concerned look grow over her mentor's face, "What's wrong?"
"This is a special case, Jean," he replied seriously, "I need you to be careful with the next mutant. Her name is Mikora Katt, and is probably on the run from an organization made for mutants, similar to Weapon X. You know how ... stubborn they can be."
"Yes, professor," She said. She knew that he was referring to Wolverine when they had first tried to bring him in. He had put up quite a struggle until he accepted Xavier's pacifist views.
"You may need Logan, Kurt, Kitty, and Ashton on this mission," he continued. "I fear that her powers may have been triggered by her past employers."
~~
"Oh crud...." Mikora grumbled. She had landed on her feet, but since the ground was so wet, her old sneakers had slipped and she had collided into the watery ground. The rain pelted itself on her head, and the mutant found it quite annoying.
"MIKORA!!" one of the men yelled, "SURRENDER OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENSES!"
MIkora groaned as a piercing light shone in her sensitve eyes from one of the blurred yet blinding lights attached to their guns. These were especially trained men who couldn't come close to taking her down, but in her poor condition there was no way she could fight them all off.
'Just a bit more...' She gritted her teeth, ready to brace the incoming pain.
One of the men cautiously walked over to her, wary of her actions and movement. In the blink of an eye, Mikora got up, kicked the man full in the face, and grabbed his gun. He screamed in pain as she crushed the barrel before tossing the gun aside. She quickly jumped up onto the side of the fire escape of the building she'd fallen from. The pain and wound had healed enough for her to evade her captors once more.
"GET HER!!"
"AARRRGGGGHHH!!!!" she screamed as more blood was spilt.
Something had appeared from the shadows and attacked her! It ripped her front; her chest and waist were torn and bleeding, and she fell backwards toward the pavement once again.
"GOOD JOB WOLFMAN!" one of the soldiers yelled to another figure on the rooftop. He smiled down at them with a malicious grin. He was older than Mikora, and much taller, too. His silver hair was wet as well, but not as wet as Mikora.
~BAMF!~
A strange smell filled the water-filled air as a blue-furred demon appeared. He jumped and grabbed Mikora's body in midair. However, she wasn't unconcious as he had thought.
~~~~~~~~~~~
* MXF= Short for Mutant X Factor. It's like Weapon X, but smaller and for teens. Yeah, how original of me...
Reviews may encourage or aid in uploading of Chapter 2.