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This is the first installment of this story. Read and Review please. I will update as often as possible. Enjoy!



Remnants of the Past

Soldier of Mercy



Darkness was slowly engulfing that which once was. One by one her memories escaped their prison of her mind, fading into oblivion, falling out of reach. Why this was happening she had not the answer. It was troubling. This thing happening inside her head. In the past she had been able to ignore the fact that the events of her childhood were no longer known to her. But lately she found it nearly impossible to recall her years in Africa. Why was it that she could remember nothing, up to the point Xavier brought her into the X-Men? She shivered. She couldn't help but think that rediscovering her past was the only way to reveal her future. With a sigh she lay back on her bed, holding back tears that threatened to burst from her eyes. Whatever happened she wouldn't forget her identity. Known in the human world as Ororo Munroe. But in that of the mutants she was Storm.

The Goddess of Weather.