Chapter 8
Title: Crossing worlds
Author: Dark Topaz
Summary: X-men/Batman, Storm needs a break from being a hero so she creates a life for her self in Gotham separate from her life in the Marvel Universe, with plans to never have the two dimensions meet. But like with all plans this one didn't last.
Pairing: Ororo/Bruce
Rating: R to be safe on the violence front
Authors note: Everything I know about Batman from movies, Fanfiction, and cartoons, for X-men I learned from Cartoons, movies, X-men legends II, and fanfiction. I am not familiar with the any of the x-men comics. I suck at fight scenes and some characters will be OOC. This is now an A/U. Also I got the description of powers from the Marvel website and the DC comic's encyclopedia. This chapter is betaed.
Disclaimer: I don't own anybody or place familiar.
Chapter eight
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The moon was just about to give way to the sunrise when the batman started to scale the wall of Wayne mansion headed toward the balcony of one of the manors many guestrooms. He silently made his way through the doors and tried to creep his way up to the figure lying on the bed. Of course this would have gone over better if she had actually been asleep. " You might as well make some noise I already know that you are there." Ororo replied as she looked up from the book that she had picked up to kill time until he got back. She placed the book aside so that she could give the Dark Knight her full attention.
" Your bodyguards recognized my scent." The Bat growled.
" Yes," she replied as she pulled her self-higher up on the headboard. " So what do you want to do from here?"
" I had many plans but none that seem to fit this situation." Batman replied as he pushed his mask and cowl back. He lowered himself with care onto the edge of the bed. " I fully intend to come in here and start this huge fight. During which I was going to trick you into agreeing to marry me. I even have Alfred listening in on the inter-house intercom so that he could witness the proposal."
" Why would we need a witness?" Ororo asked as she unconsciously edged her way towards the phone on the bedside because she was seriously starting to doubt what little sanity Bruce had.
" Well it occurred to me, while I was chasing Poison Ivy through the downtown industrial park, that you would be more likely to follow through with this if there were a witness to lend the engagement some more formality." Bruce replied as he absent-mindedly reached over and captured her wrist and pulled back towards him. " So even as we speak Alfred is listening in on the intercom waiting for his signal."
" Bruce, I love you but you are kind of scaring me. I mean when I pictured your reaction to my knowing about your dual identity. I always figured it would involve violence and threats or over the top denials and you slipping back into that playboy role you had cast your self-in." Ororo replied as gently ran her fingers along the fins on his gloves.
" What do you mean back into the role, I never left it?" Bruce said as he captured her hand in an almost desperate measure.
" Mr. Bluestone told me at our last meeting that he was glad to see you were growing up. He also wanted to be sure he was on the guest list for the wedding." Ororo replied with a mischievous smile. " And before you try to trick me into marriage there are some things that you need to know." Ororo said as she took a breath and prepared to bare her all.
Alfred was shamelessly ease dropping through the still open intercom, and as such gained quite a bit of knowledge about the future mistress of Wayne manor. So Ms. Monroe was a Meta capable of weather manipulation to the point that she was worshipped as a goddess. Well this puts quite a spin on things, if that little tidbit came out it could go towards undoing some of the damage the young master's flop act had done to the families reputation. Of course the house will have to be modified, furniture reinforced, decorative lightning rods put in place in case of arguments, and of course the nursery will have to be updated so many things to do so little time. But the first order of business is going to have to be taking some smelling salts to Young Master Bruce; it seems that Ororo's story was a little too much for him.
'Same time at Windrider's farm'
" We got company." Logan growled as he watched a long car pull into the drive via one of the security monitors.
" Then let us make sure that we are proper hosts and greet them accordingly." Eric said as he set aside a fist full of schematics that he had been looking at.
" Here's hoping their hostile." The feral said with hopeful smirk as he pushed a general alert button on the security consol. Though out the house special lights started to blink alerting the other mutants that something was happening. Victor and Cain made there way in from the conservatory where they where trying to relieve the boredom by attempting to play chess it didn't help they both cheated when ever the other wasn't looking. Kurt came from his bedroom where he was attempting to relax, while Peter and Wanda came from the back office where they had been going over some figures trying to make head or tails of Ororo's business. They all met up in the entrance hall where they silently started to fall into formation. Kurt and Peter slipped to the side of the door so they could flank any one who came in. Wanda and Eric stood so that they would lead the way when their unexpected guest arrived. So it was wary and stone faced welcome committee that Two-Face and his men where greeted with when they reached the farmhouse.
" Where is Monroe?" Two-face growled as he climbed out of his car.
" Out." Wanda replied her hackles getting up for some reason.
" Specifics." Two-Face replied as he pulled out his signature coin.
" No." Wanda said as she made an off hand swipe of her hand, changing the odds in her favor should Two-Face flip his coin. Which he did right before he burst out laughing.
" You are lucky we have decided that we like you." He informed her as he made his way past her only to find his way blocked by the Juggernaut.
" Might I enquire as to what your business is?" Eric asked he reached out with his mind to get a grasp on the guns in case things went south.
" We got a call from Monroe stating that she got a line on some of our things that have gone missing." Two-Face replied.
" Ahh yes," Wanda said as she pulled a PDA out of her shirt pocket. " Harvey " Two-face" Dent, Lot 31." Wanda read " A set of Law Books with personal notations from both before and after the." She looked up searching for a proper term " accident."
" Subtle." Two-Face deadpanned.
" I try." Wanda replied. " Some Socialite with a death wish arranged for some of the rouges Confiscated Property is placed up for auction. Ms. Monroe in an attempt to keep the bloodshed to a minimal is offering the services of a substitute bidder that will attempt to win the items and then sell the items to the rightful owners."
" What is the catch?" Two-Face asked.
" You are required to provide non-Violent reliable alibi the night of and following the auction, preferably out of town." Wanda replied. " You will also give the maximum amount you are willing to pay up front and what ever is left over will be forfeited as a bonus fee to the bidder."
" Why should we do this?" Two-Face growled as he got up into Wanda's personal space.
" Because everyone who doesn't is going to be left up to the Justice League and the Bat." Wanda replied. Two-Face slipped his coin out of his pocket and flipped it before giving Wanda a roguish grin.
" We're in." he replied.
