Chapter 2

Stupid Karma

2022, Miami, Florida

The black limo that is parked outside of the run-down building looks very out of place in this bad neighborhood. The limo gives an impression of someone rich and powerful, someone who wouldn't survive in a place like this for very long. The woman in the car, however, is more than capable to defend herself against anything this place has to throw at her.

The beautiful woman looks like she is in her late twenties, she has long, straight black hair and brown eyes. She is wearing black corset top, a black tong and she wears a black cape. Not something you would see a normal person wearing.

She is sitting in the back of the limo, waiting for a person she is waiting for to arrive. Finally, she spotted a woman and a little girl coming out of the building. When she saw the girl, she had to smirk, what a cute and powerful little child. This is the one powerful mutant the former White Queen and her boy toy won't get. When a woman and a child stopped in front of a back door of a limo, she opened a door as a sign for them to come in.

When the woman took a seat she turned towards her. "Ms. Selene, I suppose?" Selene allowed a smirk to sow itself on her lips when she saw that woman can't make eye contact with her. The woman was far from ugly, what with her long, black hair and blue eyes, but the years of poverty had made that beauty frail. Selene doesn't care about her anyway, no, her interests lie in the eight year old girl next to the woman.

Selene turned to the girl, and telepathically ordered her to sleep, which the girl did. The woman was clearly surprised by this show of power and her eyes showed fear. Not a big surprise considering her hatred of mutants, she even hates her own daughter because she came to be a mutant. But Selene doesn't care about that too much. "It's best if she sleeps this through." She paused to wait for woman's reaction. When she got a nod, Selene continued. "As I promised, here are five hundred thousand dollars…" She gave her a check with the said amount written on it. "… and in return, you sign these papers which state that you are giving up all parental rights towards Cassandra and handing them over to me." She finished as she gave the woman the papers and the pen.

When the woman signed the papers and handed them over to her, Selene gave her another smirk. "Excellent. Congratulations, you just became a tiny bit richer, and all you had to do was sell me your mutant daughter." The woman looked down, nodded, and got out of the car. "Drive!" Selene ordered to the driver once the woman left.

She moved to sit in front of the little girl and started petting her hair, almost lovingly. "Oh, my little Cassandra, you and I are going to accomplish great things together." She said as she gave her a kiss that would look almost motherly if it were not so dangerously close to the sleeping girl's mouth.

2015, New York

As Robert led her to her room, Cassandra looked around with a bored look on her face. She turned her head to look at Robert when she heard him speak. "So… I'm Bobby, by the way. You're from the future, huh? What is it like? Is it better for us, mutants?" He asked her with a friendly smile.

Cassandra looked him over with an unimpressed look. Are all X-men such idealistic fools? If they are, I wonder, how did they manage to be such a pain in Mother's delicious ass for so many years. "No, the humans are still bigots, mutants are still disliked, and the X-men are still fighting for peace that will never come." She answered him bluntly, and matter-of-factly.

He nodded his head and sighed. "So, the humans will never learn not to fear us, huh?" He then smiled at her. Bobby could never stay serious for too long. "So, you used to be in Hellfire Club, huh? Emma Frost used to be the White Queen."

Cassandra smirked. She heard a lot about Emma Frost and she would simply love to share the stories. "Yes, Mother told me about her and her… skills." She glanced at Robert to see that he understood what she meant by 'skills', and that he was even more interested in the conversation because of it. "Now, don't get me wrong, Mother and Frost didn't have sex more than once or twice, what with them being at each other's throats all the time, but Mother has a very vivid memory. She told me Ms. Frost is a very wild girl in the bed, and on the floor, and that even though she is a dominant type most of the time, she simply loves being a nice little submissive." She finished and glanced at Robert to see his jaw touching the floor. "Close your mouth, you're going to catch something." She said with an amused voice.

He closed his mouth and shook his head. "Wow… just… wow." Then he looked at Cassandra with wonder. "And you talk with your mother about sex? I would be mortified." He shook his head again, with a smile this time.

Cassandra shrugged her shoulders. "I know, I would much rather have sex, than talk about it, but Mother likes to talk, I guess." When she said this, she was inspecting the corridors they were walking through, so, she missed when his eyes widened comically.

Bobby was too stunned to walk for a moment, but when he got his bearings back together, he started running to catch up to her. "Wait, wait, wait. You mean, you would rather have sex with someone else, not your mother, right?" When she just smirked, he looked at her with pleading eyes. "Right?"

Cassandra had to laugh a little at his expression. She was debating whether to let him suffer, or to just tell him the truth. One look at Robert's expression, and she decided that even she isn't that sadistic. "Relax, she was my adopted mother." She laughed again when she saw him sigh in relief.

2015, San Francisco, California

Ororo was drying her hair after a much needed shower when she got a phone call from Professor telling her a woman who appears to be from the future is staying at the Mansion. He also told her that she used to be in the Hellfire Club's Inner Circle, and that she should ask Sage whether she met someone whose last name is Gallio while she spied on Sebastian Shaw. Ororo shook her head when she ended the call. Another member of the Hellfire's Inner Circle? Isn't the White Queen more than enough?

When she got dressed, she went out of the room they rented at the hotel for her, and went to knock on the door of the room across from hers, the room that temporally belonged to Sage. When Sage answered the door, and they went inside, Ororo explained the situation to her, and asked her about the name.

When she heard the name, Sage frowned for just a second, but enough for Ororo to notice it. "Gallio, you say?" Sage finally asked. When she got a nod, she continued. "That's Selene's last name." She stated matter-of-factly.

Ororo's eyes widened when she heard that name. "Selene, the Black Queen?" She asked, her voice full of wonder. That question got her a nod from Sage. "Oh my goodness…" She appeared completely stunned. When she shook herself out of her stunned state, her eyes hardened. "Shouldn't Frost know about that?"

"Yes, but, it appears that the White Queen has been thinking about how she could benefit out of this, again."

Ororo's eyes hardened even more. "I knew we shouldn't have trusted that…" She sighed, and then smiled, just a little. "Well, at least that woman told us who is behind the Kick." When Sage gave her a questioning look, she answered her unasked question. "Xorn. He was also using Kick, and thought he was Magneto. Professor suspects he has a Dissociative identity disorder."

Sage nodded. "And, he is impossible to read, so that made it hard to reveal him."

Ororo nodded and then remained silent for a moment. "Well, we should probably rest now. We're heading back to New York tomorrow, to meet this woman." When she got a nod, she went back to her room to get some sleep. Tomorrow should be interesting.

2022, Miami, Florida

When they got to the airport, where her private jet is, Selene woke the girl up. As she rubbed her eyes, to get sleep out of them, the eight year old Cassandra looked around the unfamiliar limo until her eyes landed on the beautiful woman in front of her. "Where am I?" She asked in a small voice.

Selene smirked at the little girl. "You're safe, magic child." She looked the girl in the eyes with a fake kind smile. "You're going to live with me now, and I'm going to teach you magic. Would you like that?"

The girl looked at her in amazement, and Selene smirked, kids are so easy to please. "Magic, really?" When she got a nod, Cassandra's eyes widened even more. "Like taking a rabbit out of the hat?" Cassandra went to a magic show with her father once, before he was killed by 'those freaks', as her mother called them, and thought that it was pretty amazing.

When she heard the question, Selene gave a genuine amused laugh. More like taking a demon out of the hat. She thought with some amusement, but decided against voicing it. "No. What I'm going to teach you is far better."

The girl thought about it for a minute, then nodded. "Yes, I would like that." She said with a smile.

Selene smiled at the girl, this time with a real smile. "Excellent, we are about to go and meet some of my… friends in the France, then." Selene wasn't about to take the girl to the Hellfire Club just yet. No, Cassandra is hers and hers alone. She is going to take her to the cult made in devotion to her instead. She then remembered something, and turned to Cassandra again. "We are going to fly there. Have you ever been on a plane?" Selene is almost certain she didn't, but she had to ask. It would be far easier if she had, because people who are flying for the first time tend to get… nervous. When the girl shook her head, Selene sighed and gave her a, hopefully, reassuring smile. "Well, don't worry, it's going to be fine."

2015, New York

Cassandra was lying on the bed of her new, and probably temporary room. She was here for about an hour, and she was already bored. At first, she watched some lesbian porn on the TV they gave her, but that was pretty boring, and nothing like watching two or more of her sex workers having sex, plus, she couldn't join in, and she refuses to masturbate. When she felt Jean in front of her door, debating whether to knock or just move on, Cassandra smirked. Here's my amusement.

Just come in, firefly. She sent telepathically and smirked at the new nickname she invented. When Jean entered she wore a pleasant smile, but when she saw lesbian porn that's still on, she blushed. Cassandra glanced at the TV and grinned. This is going to be fun. "Hello, firefly." She greeted, like she wasn't bothered Jean caught her watching porn, at all, and she really wasn't.

"Um… could you… I mean… could you turn that off?" Jean managed to stutter out. Cassandra sighed, like what Jean had asked of her was a chore, even though she didn't watch it. She turned the TV off and turned back to Jean, giving her all of her attention. "I was just wondering if you needed anything. Are you hungry, do you need a change of clothes, or anything?"

Cassandra smirked at the opening Jean gave her. This is almost too easy. "Now that you mention it, I would really like to get out of these sweaty clothes." She barely managed to hide her grin when she said that.

Jean smiled warmly at her. "Well, great, I'll just…" The rest of her sentence died out in her throat when she noticed Cassandra taking off her corset top, revealing her generous breasts. Jean could do nothing but stand, frozen in the spot, as Cassandra unzipped and took off her high-heel boots and leather pants, revealing that she didn't wear any panties. As Cassandra turned her back to Jean, as if to save her modesty, Jean was graced with a sight of Cassandra's well-rounded ass. Her lips becoming dry for some reason, Jean moved to lick them, but stopped herself when she saw Cassandra turning around and giving her the best innocent smile she had, which was pretty good.

"There, that's better." She barely concealed her surprise when she noticed the look of desire on Jean's face. Well, well, well, this is getting more interesting by the minute. "Could you take this to be washed? I would do it myself, but…" She waved her hand over her body and 'accidently' brushed it over her nipple.

Jean shook herself out of her trance, and bobbed her head up and down, a little too quickly. "Yes..." She cleared her throat when she noticed her voice was a little too high-pitched, and too eager. "Yeah, yeah, I can do that." She picked up Cassandra's clothes, and was out of the room in less than ten seconds.

When she was sure she was gone, Cassandra threw herself on the bed and started cracking up. She laughed so hard, she rolled out of bed, and hit the floor, hard. "Ouch. Stupid karma."

Jean was running to her room so fast that she bumped into Emma Frost on the way and the clothes in her hands all fell to the floor. "Damn, damn, damn!" She turned to look behind her, as though someone was chasing her, before kneeling down and picking up the clothes.

Emma studied her with narrow eyes, as if that would help her see what's up with this crazy woman. Finally, she decided to simply ask. "What got you in such a hurry?" She asked in her usual cold and bored voice.

Jean looked at her like she just noticed her standing there, and then she became defensive. "Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Um… what are you doing here anyway?"

Emma narrowed her eyes even more. Why is she acting so suspicious? "I live here." She then noticed the clothes Jean just picked up again. "Whose clothes are those?"

Jean's eyes widened comically when she heard the question. "What clothes?" Emma gave her a look that might have said 'what's wrong with you', but what Jean saw in that look was 'why were you in a room with a naked Cassandra. "Why are you asking so many questions anyway?"

Emma raised her hands in the air as if to say 'I surrender'. "You know what? I don't have time for this. Please, do, go on your merry way."

Jean nodded. "Thank you." She replied sarcastically as she walked away from her.

Emma shook her head as she watched her go. "People in this place are getting weirder and weirder with each passing day. I wonder whether it's because of the water." She muttered as she walked to her room.

Fifteen minutes later, and Cassandra was bored once again. She couldn't go anywhere, because she doesn't have any clothes, the grin started to form on her face at the idea, or could she? Nah, I don't want to give free shows to any hormonal boys. She could just call Jean over. Nah, I'm gonna leave her be, for now. I wonder if she memorized every detail of her body, I sure hope she did, she's gonna need it. I doubt her idiotic husband is enough to make her hot. She was even prepared to return to her old self and mess with the minds of the people around here. She quickly shot that idea down. Nah, there's a reason I stopped brainwashing people, it became dull.

Thankfully for Cassandra, Jean chose that moment to come back, with change of clothes in her hands. When she entered the room, Jean made it her mission to look everywhere but in the direction of still naked Cassandra. "Hello firefly." Cassandra purred as she approached Jean, who was still not looking at her. "Firefly? Are you alright?" She asked, in a fake concerned tone, when she was standing right in front of her.

Jean threw clothes in Cassandra's hands, still without looking at her. "I… uh… I have to go and…" She pointed behind her. "And… yeah… see you later." Cassandra's amusement grew even more when Jean ran out of her room faster than even she could.

Cassandra looked down at the clothes Jean brought her and smirked. She brought her a plain black shirt and black skinny jeans. Seems like they are so used to the White Queen wearing all white that they thought I would be wearing all black as well. She got dressed and walked out of the room in search of a person she has yet to meet, but will become her greatest ally in this place.

She performed a telepathic search and found out that she is in a big room with a TV and a couple of the game consoles, probably an entertainment room or something. She sent her a telepathic message to meet her in front of the fountain, but she manipulated her telepathic voice to sound like Frost's.

Esme was in the entertainment room with her sisters and a couple of other students, watching a movie, when she got a telepathic message from Ms. Frost to meet her in front of the fountain. When she got there, she saw the entire place is deserted since it's going to be dark soon. She looked around, but couldn't find Ms. Frost anywhere. When she heard heels clicking behind her, she turned so fast she almost lost her balance. What she saw when she turned around was a woman's silhouette standing in the shadows. "Ms. Frost? Is that you?"

The woman chuckled, and stepped out of shadows. That wasn't Ms. Frost instead it was a beautiful black haired woman who Esme didn't know. "Hello dear." The woman said once she stood about a meter away from Esme. "I'm Cassandra." When she heard who the woman is Esme's eyes widened. The woman chuckled again, clearly amused by Esme's expression. "Yes, I'm certain this place is buzzing with talk about my arrival." Esme nodded her head and studied the woman carefully. "But, that's not why I called you out here."

"Wait, wait, wait. You called me out here?" Esme interrupted and Cassandra narrowed her eyes. She always hated being interrupted, she doesn't care what the reason of interruption is, it always manages to piss her off.

She closed her eyes to keep her anger from showing, took a deep breath, and then sighed before opening them. "Yes, I called you out here." The girl was about to speak again, but Cassandra put her hand up as a sign for her to shut up and let her talk. "I called you here because I have a proposition for you." She paused to see that she had the girl's full attention, and then continued. "You are going to act as my spy in this school. You're going to keep your eyes and ears open, and whenever you hear of something strange going on with the team or the professor, especially professor, you will report to me."

When she finished, she saw Esme looking at her like she's crazy. "And why would I do that?"

Cassandra smirked, she always loved this part of the conversation, the blackmail. It always made her feel superior to her opponents. Not that she needed blackmail to make her feel superior, she is Cassandra Gallio, she always feels superior. "Well, because if you don't, I will tell the X-men about your short-lived drug dealing business." Esme's eyes widened when she heard that, but she covered it up rather quickly. Cassandra's smirk widened a little. Not bad, but you have to do better than that if you want to fool me.

Esme crossed her arms and stared at Cassandra defiantly. "I don't know what you're talking about."

Cassandra's ever present smirk was still there. Ah, denial, I simply love when people squirm after I blackmail them. "Of course you don't." Her smirk turned into a grin when Esme's eyes narrowed. "Now, listen, I don't have the entire night, so I'm going to be direct. If you help me, I won't tell anyone that you sold 'Kick' for Xorn, and I will make sure Xorn doesn't talk, and if you don't, well, the opposite will happen." She said the last part with the look of fake regret on her face.

Esme smirked. "Nobody would believe you."

Cassandra sighed, and shook her head. "This is getting tiresome." She muttered to herself, then she turned her head to look at Esme. "They don't have to trust me. They have three telepaths, and even they would be smart enough, though just barely, to check your head to make sure you're innocent." She paused to check Esme's face, just to notice that the smirk has vacated it. "And what will they find when they do check, I wonder?"

Esme clenched her fists and spoke through gritted teeth. "Fine." Then she took a deep breath to calm down. When she chanced a glance at Cassandra, she saw her sporting a grin. "Why do you want me to spy on them, anyway?"

Cassandra smirked. "All in good time my dear." Then she took a couple of steps, until she stood right in front of Esme, and kissed her, dangerously close to her mouth. "Well, see you later sweet cheeks." She laughed as she walked away, while Esme could do nothing but watch her walk away.

AN/ Okay, well, this chapter was more of building Cassandra's character than anything else, but I swear it will get more interesting.

As for the question whether Cassandra will be an anti-hero, my answer is, she was raised by Selene, it's a wonder she isn't a villain, so there's no way she's going to be a hero. The second question was, will she have one-night stands or whether will it be a harem. Well, there will be an end game romance, but in the meantime, she will try to get in many of the character's panties, she will even get into the few of them, so it's pretty much a one-night stand. As for the timeline, it will mainly be present day (I have no idea what year it is in the comics since nobody ever ages, well the kids do age but the grown-ups didn't age a day, I mean, what's up with that? So I put the present day to be 2015) but there will be a couple of… let's call it a flashback, that will show Cassandra's origin.

Now, a lot of you are probably thinking 'what the fuck happened with Xorn?' Well, I have no fucking idea. I put it to be like he had DID because that storyline was confusing as hell.

Well, now that we got that out of the way follow, favorite and review

Oh yes, another thing do I have to tell you that I don't own character's associated with marvel comics? Since I'm writing fanfiction it's pretty safe to assume that I don't own them.