Disclaimer: I do not own X-Men or any of the Marvel characters, and if I did I would be a genius. Which I'm not. So obviously I do not own any of the wonderful characters.
Story Title: X-Men: Dauther of Darkness
Category: Romance/Action/…
Rating: T for Teen
Pairings: N/A Yet
Summary: Danny meets new friends and new enemies. But what happens when she gets herself alone in her room, staring at the picture of Jake and she loses control again? Who will she meet unexpectedly? Read and find out!

A/N: Second chapter! This one is a little messy, but that's okay. It ended in a spot where, I think, was a great spot. Not really a cliff-hanger, but it will do for now. Anyways, this is my last update before I leave to go visit my sister! So, please read and review. I would love to know what you guys think of it so far!

-Solar Beam


Chapter Two: Dark Child

Danny crossed her arms over her chest, watching the boy with narrowed eyes. Yep, she definitely had a problem with him. "What kind of name is Titanium?" she asked coldly. He seemed amused with her answer, and he chuckled, shaking his head. What's so funny? The only thing she could find funny was the way the boy though he was so tough. He had to be her age, at least fifteen.

"Titanium is only a nickname others call me," he said, eyes narrowing as well. They met each other with glares, shadows against metal. Who would win here? "The real name's Drake." Drake, now that's a bit better, she thought icily. "What's your name, meat?" he asked.

Danny looked away for a moment, and then looked back. She couldn't think of any new, good nickname for her other than 'Hey, you!' so she shrugged. That would come later, she supposed, maybe if she got more friends here. She scrunched her nose; what if Drake was to be her first friend here? That made her shudder; what a terrible thought! Drake was not the friend type, at least not to Danny. "Danny," she said strongly.

"Power?" asked Drake.

"I should be asking you the same thing," Danny snapped. What's with all the questions?

"Drake, stop hassling the new girl! Leave her alone…go buss around someone else's head!" A girl came over and stood by Danny, angrily glaring at Drake. Drake frowned and shrugged, passing by with a passing glance at Danny. The girl turned, and Danny recognized her as the girl who sat by Bobby in Mr. McCoy's class. "Hi, I'm Kitty," she said with a smile. Her light brown hair was pulled into a high ponytail.

"Danny," Danny smiled, glad to have met a new, happier person than Titanium.

"Well, Danny, ignore Titanium. He's pretty new himself, came last month," Kitty said with a shrug. And then she smiled, and Danny smiled back. She had a nice smile, one that would warm any heart. "They call me Shadow Cat here," she said, "You'll need a nickname!" And at this she looked excitedly around.

"'Shadow Cat'? What's your gift?" Danny asked, curiously wondering if this new girl had a similar power to herself.

Kitty looked back at Danny, her smile disappearing as she thought. "I can walk through walls. Phasing is the fancy name, I suppose." Though, Danny felt a little bit disappointed that Kitty didn't hold a similar power, she was happy that she didn't at the same time. And then Kitty's smile returned and she waved to someone behind Danny. Danny turned and saw Bobby. Bobby was so handsome; Kitty was lucky!

"Hey, Kitty. Hi, Danny, have you settled in?" Bobby said going up the steps to come beside Danny. He looked down at her and grinned, and Danny grinned back.

"Yeah," she said with a shrug.

"Bobby can control ice," Kitty said quickly, "Since we were talking about powers, I just thought I might as well mention Bobby!" When Bobby was around, Kitty seemed to gain a whole new level of happiness. This made Danny happy, too, for if she was around happy people it was easy for her to be happy, too.

"Yeah, it's pretty cool, I guess," Bobby said, looking away slightly, as if he were annoyed with Kitty. He was looking for someone else, and Kitty frowned. Are they a couple? Danny thought, watching the disappointment flit across Kitty's face. Danny bit her lip, feeling like she was in between something she didn't want to even begin to be in the middle of. "So, Danny, what's your gift?" Bobby asked, suddenly looking back at her.

Danny stood back from Bobby slightly. She was still getting used to talking so freely about her gift; she wasn't so comfortable about talking with this. She was terrified of her power, and she didn't want to scare anyone else. But they had told her their powers…or Kitty had told Danny of their powers. So surely they couldn't react badly, though theirs wasn't enveloped in darkness. She bit her lip harder, and Bobby noted this little habit. He smiled slightly, and looked away a moment.

"Hey, Danny, if you don't want to talk about it, its okay. I know a lot has been happening with the mutants against the normal humans, and you are probably scarred pretty badly, huh? Don't worry about it, you can tell us when you're ready," Bobby said, looking back at her with a small, encouraging smile. If she didn't say what her power was, he'd find out another way. She not telling only made him more curious about her; she looked like a drowned puppy waiting for the sharks to come up.

"No, no. I can talk about it," Danny took a deep breath and slowly she let it out. She tucked a strand of black, wavy hair behind her ear and straightened her tank-top once more. She looked away a moment, and she could tell Kitty was getting slightly annoyed. Finally, Danny turned back and smiled. "I control shadows," she said.

Silence. Oh crap, what did I just do? Did I do something wrong? Their just looking at me like I'm crazy! Like I'm the enemy…What did I do? Did I do something wrong? Stop looking at me that way! Danny's looked down at her feet, a slight blush rising from her neck. Why were they looking at her that way? It was a normal power, right? To control darkness? She gulped down her fear.

"That's cool," Bobby said, with a smile. Danny let out a breath that she didn't know she had been holding in as Kitty agreed with the same smile. Danny shrugged, blushing once more for a different reason. She looked away, and watched as Kitty wrapped her arm through Bobby's.

"Come on, I bet you're hungry," Kitty said with a smile. "We can go grab something over at the kitchen!" Kitty grabbed Danny's hand and began pulled her and Bobby along with a smile. Bobby looked over at Danny, whose eyes were wide in surprise. Bobby watched Danny as a smile spread long the girl's lips and he could tell she meant well. He would have to talk to Storm about her. Maybe she was wrong about the dream. Danny seemed to be the happiest girl, besides Kitty who was only happy so she could get her family out of her mind.

Then Danny looked over atBobby and smiled at him, and Bobby smiled at her back, still being dragged through the large building to the kitchen. No, she wasn't bad. Storm must have been wrong.


Danny yawned, walking up the large royal staircase to the second level of the school. Bobby and Kitty had let her go, finally, so that they could go to their next class. Danny didn't have any classes yet, she was still waiting to get them from Ms. Munroe. Danny let out another, forced yawn. Everything that had happened to her had finally caught up and she felt exhausted and she could barely make it up the steps without stumbling on a step.

"Tired?"

Danny spun around, catching herself on the railing before she toppled backward down the steps. There, behind her, stood Drake. He had a wicked smile on his lips, one to mock others with. It was a good smile, but it would only be good for him. "Go away," Danny said, yawning.

He skipped the steps two at a time until he was in front of her. "Hey, I found out what your power is!" he said with a wicked grin. Inside, Danny's dark side was fighting to get out, wanting to get the creep out of her way. He really bothered her to the very core of her soul. She clenched her jaw, and waited for him to guess a power completely unlike hers. "You control darkness and shadows," he said with another immoral grin.

"Wow, you're a mind reader," Danny said, shoving past him with all her might and heading back up the stairs. He kept up with her easily, and she glanced back at him. She grinned and stomped one foot, and suddenly a shadow came up and wrapped around one of his ankle. He tripped and fell forward onto the steps with a shout.

His eyes narrowed and he got up, by this time Danny was at the top of the stairs. She looked back at him and waved at him girlishly, before vanishing around the corners. Suddenly a force was against her and she was thrown against the wall. Danny looked down and then up at the face of Titanium. She scowled and he scowled back. "You do not use your powers against others at this school," he said coldly. Danny smirked.

"What are you talking about? You tripped on your own damn feet."

Drake's hands pressed against the space above her head, and his head was lowered to where it was level with hers. She rolled her eyes and looked away. "I know you used your powers," he said. "My power is inhuman strength. Remember that next time." Drake said, but he didn't move his hands from their spot or move away. Danny looked at him accusingly.

"Fine, fine. I'm sorry, you caught me. It was impulse," she said, looking away once more. She couldn't help it, he smelled so good! She scrunched her nose as if he was the worst thing she had ever smelled. "Do you ever brush your teeth?" He pushed himself off the wall with a smirk, and then he was going down the steps.

"Watch yourself, Danny. Remember: you are the new student, here." And then he was gone, going down the steps. Danny frowned, wondering what he meant by that. She brushed a large clump of hair behind her shoulder, and stuck her tongue out in his direction. So, she'd made friends and an enemy. What was new? She pushed herself from the wall and made her way to her room, all the way down the first hall at the last door.

She opened her door and looked around her small room. It was homey, and her father had helped her make it before he left. Her twin bed was covered with her black-silk comforter and gray sheets and white pillows. Her dresser was filled with her clothes, and pictures hung against the walls. She came over to a picture hanging beside the window facing outside, and looked at the face of Jake. Her fingers traced around his face, and she felt as if she were about to cry. She really did like him, or she had thought she did.

At response to her sadness, the lights flickered in and out, as if the light were fighting off the darkness. Danny looked up at the single fan hanging from her ceiling, and with one raised hand, a shadow encased the lights. The room became slightly darker, but that was enough. Her senses became sharper, and her mind seemed to clear slightly. She shut her eyes, letting her sadness engulf her. She hadn't meant to hurt him. She hadn't meant to send him somewhere where he could never escape. She never meant to kill him. A knock came to her door, frantic and pounding. That's when Danny looked at her clock and it read 5 o'clock. Her eyes widened; how could the time fly by so quickly? She looked around her room; it was a total and complete mess. The blankets on her bed had been ripped off, and drawers lay scattered on the floor, her clothes every where.

She raced around her bed and opened the door right as Logan was about to pound against it once more. She looked at his face and realized it was contorted with a mix of anger and distress. She looked back at her room, and closed the door slightly, poking her head through so that the crowd of students that had gathered behind Logan couldn't see it. She bit her lip. "Can I help you?"

There was a snigger of laughter that rippled through the crowd. What had happened? Had she let the darkness overwhelm her after all? She had thought she had fought it back. She noted that Mr. McCoy was pushing his way through the crowd, along with Ms. Munroe and another man. Bobby was behind the teachers, with Kitty behind him, clutching his hand tight and her eyes wide. "Are you alright?" he asked gruffly, pushing the door open to look into the room. Danny looked into her room, and heard a gasp and mumbling from the group. Danny looked up at Ms. Munroe.

The headmistress of the school turned to the crowd once she was at the door and clapped her hands twice. "Everyone, back to what you had been doing! Go on!" They all left in a rush, some going back to their rooms, and some going down the stairs to do others things. Kitty began pulling Bobby along to the stairs, and he glanced back worriedly at Danny.

Soon, the hall was empty and Ms. Munroe pushed herself and the other teachers into Danny's room. Danny sat on her bed nervously, as Ms. Munroe paced the room. Mr. McCoy was watching Danny curiously, as well as the other teacher which Danny didn't know. Logan was looking at the pictures hanging on the walls. It was quiet. Danny clenched her jaw and bit her lip nervously. What did I do while I was in that state? She wondered fearfully.

Logan turned and pointed to the picture of Jake. "Cute guy. Is he your boyfriend?"

"Logan!" Ms. Munroe was on him in an instant, and the brute of a man quieted down and looked away back at the photos. Danny twitched slightly; she hated awkward moments. "Danny, do you remember what happened?" Ms. Munroe asked, finally facing Danny from the window.

Danny shook her head. "I felt the power rise, but I thought I had control of it. Next thing I knew it was five o'clock and my room was a mess." That was when Danny realized that the lights were still clouded by the shadows, and the teachers followed her gaze to the light. Danny gulped and waved her hand at the light, and the shadows fell back into their places, the room once more becoming light. "Sometimes my power just takes over my whole body. I'm sorry; I didn't know what I did."

"What were you doing before you lost control?" asked Mr. McCoy, who was still watching her.

Danny looked at the giant, blue beast and then shrugged. She put her head in her hands and then ran her fingers through her black, wavy hair. "I was looking at that picture," she pointed to the one that Logan had been looking at earlier. And still all eyes were on her. "So I made a little mistake with my powers before coming here. A big mistake, for a little reason." She looked down at her hands, which were now in her lap. She clenched them in and out of fists.

"What happened?" it was Ms. Munroe, who was suddenly sitting by Danny sincerely. So, Danny told them everything that had happened that night. She didn't look at any of their faces. She told them of how she had dated the boy in the picture, how he had tried to take advantage of her, how she lost herself to her anger, and how she couldn't remember what happened in between of her falling into the darkness and awakening from it.

Silence. There was a lot of that around this school. She bit her lip and still looked at her hands. Ms. Munroe nodded and the teachers stood. Ms. Munroe placed a hand on Danny's shoulders, making her look up. "We'll send someone in here to help you clean up," she said softly, with a light smile, "thank you for telling us, Danny. Its best we know these things." And then they were walking out. Logan took a side-long glance at Danny, and then was out the door as well, closing it behind him. Danny let out a deep breath, and fell back against her bed. She looked from side to side at the mess she had caused. Maybe I should run away. I really am dangerous. She shut her eyes tight. I really am dangerous.


There was a knock on her door and she sat up reluctantly, walking over to the door and opening it. A young man, probably about a year older than she, stood there with his hands tucked into his jeans. His hair was buzzed off, with a thin layer of blonde. He seemed strong, his arms were thick with muscles and beneath his white T-shirt she could tell that there was perhaps a six-pack. He smiled at her. "So you are Dark Child," he said, tilting his head to the side as he inspected the young girl in front of him.

Danny leaned back on her heels, looking up at him. He had to be at least six feet tall. "Danny is my name," she said in annoyance, "Who are you?"

"They call me Boulder," he said, as he stepped into the room. He was wearing worn-out tennis-shoes. But Danny couldn't tear her eyes aware from his six-pack. Finally she looked into his eyes and realized that they were a dark brown, like hers. She blushed slightly and looked away. "And I am the one that Ms. Munroe calls over to pick up a mess a newbie makes," he said. It was kind mockery, and she liked that.

Danny shrugged and pointed at the mess. "This is kind of bad," she said in embarrassment. He nodded, rubbing the back of his head with his hand. He had freckles on his face, and she doubly liked that. It was cute. She smiled when he looked definitely phased by the mess. "So, should we start?" she asked.

Boulder looked over at her with a kind smile. "You, clean? No way, you just sit back and watch the Boulder." Danny rolled her eyes, shaking her head. No way was she going to let a guy clean up her clothes from the ground. He would see her underwear and her other undergarments. That was too embarrassing.

"I don't think so." She began picking up her clothes from the ground and putting them in their designated drawers (which Boulder had placed back into the dresser). She folded each piece of clothing, making sure to keep her undergarments from the sight of the young man. He noticed this and smirked slightly; it was cute, how innocent she was. Boulder left the clothes to her and got side-tracked, and he began looking at the pictures on the wall.

"Is this your boyfriend?"

She looked up as she placed the last clothes from the ground into the drawers. She flushed and quickly stepped in front of the picture, already irritated by how everyone was asking that. He had been her boyfriend, but she didn't want to talk about it. "Was." He looked down at her, a few inches away from him. She moved out of his way and sighed, "Come on, the least you could do is help me with my bed."

He smiled. "Of course." They pulled the sheets tight and wrapped them around the bed, placing them perfectly together. A few times, they fought over how to do the sheets. Finally they ended up pulling down the sheets and comforter like a hotel would put the covers ready for their customer to get into bed. Then came the pillows; which two were feather pillows. He picked one up and scrunched it in, and then pulled it out. He looked at Danny; she was serious. He grinned and suddenly through the pillow at her.

Danny squealed, and looked at Boulder accusingly. She placed the pillow on the bed neatly, and then another pillow hit her, this time in the face. Danny looked at Boulder slyly, and then she threw the pillow back at him. It ended up into a pillow fight (not with the feather pillows, Danny stashed those where they couldn't be thrown). It ended with Danny and Boulder laughing on the floor, pillows scattered on the ground.

"Hey, we are supposed to be cleaning," Danny said, standing and looking at the clock. She frowned in disappointment. As much as she was a flirt, she wanted to have her room clean. She picked up the pillows and placed them on the bed against the head board. Boulder was laughing, and he looked at Danny with the look she recognized as the one Jake had often given her before they had actually become more than friends. But as quick as it had been there, it was gone and he was standing. He ran his hand over his head and looked from the bed, to the dressers, to the pictures, and back at Danny.

"Well…" he started.

"Well…" Danny agreed with a nod.

There was an awkward silence, and then Boulder looked up at her with a shy smile. "You want to go grab something to eat?"