I'm sitting amongst the upper branches of the tree and I'm watching her. I spotted her a few minutes ago when she was talking to Jubilee. Of course with my hearing I overheard every last word of their conversation. It seems Jubilee was due back an hour or so ago and they were worried about her as there had detected the presence of a "very dangerous enemy" on dear old Cerebro. Of course that's none other than yours truly except I'm no danger to them. At least not for today and quite possibly not tomorrow since I find I'm enjoying this being normal thing.
Of course Jubilee lies glibly and denies having seen me at all. Of course she knows the X-Men would probably be freaked out if they knew what had happened. To give her credit she is suspicious of Jubilee but decides to give her the benefit of the doubt. That's a really bad move X-Men. Watch Jubilee because she's the most dangerous of all of you. If you don't watch her she'll get her claws into you and you will end up her willing slave.
I learn something amusing from the conversation. It seems that Remy LeBeau came back to the mansion deathly pale and seemingly in shock. He went straight to his room and locked himself in and they've heard nothing since from him except muffled sobs. Poor Remy, I bet that's one more dark secret he's going to have to hide from the rest of the X-Men. I dread to think what would happen to him if they ever found out. I bet the raging Cajun would die of shame and the rest of the X-Men would probably laugh their socks off.
Now she's coming over here walking through the trees and stopping to smell the plants and listen to the animals. She seems to be at home here amongst the trees and she moves like she belongs here. She's a child of nature really just like me. The difference is that she doesn't hunt while I do. Still she may not be a predator but she's certainly not prey. I can sense the rage hidden deep inside her beneath her tranquility and the awesome power at her command. I find that most intriguing.
I'm also realizing something now that I never really took notice of before. The way she walks is just one of the things about her that's well beautiful. There I've admitted it to myself now so I might as well say the rest. Her scent is like the pine trees of my native Canada and also like a young deer newly born or flowers budding in the spring. Her skin is a beautiful dusky shade and her long flowing white hair is drifting like a breeze itself. Those eyes as well seem as old as the world yet young and innocent at the same time.
Ororo Munroe you may find this unbelievable but I Victor Creed think you are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. I think it's time to put into practice another thing that people do. It's time for me to tell her about my feelings and I can't believe how nervous I am. Still the worst she can do is hit me with a lightning bolt so what have I got to lose really?
"By the bright lady, what are you doing here Victor Creed? Be gone from this place lest you feel my wrath. Wait a minute why are you blushing and for that matter why aren't you attacking?"
"I don't know how ta say this ta ya Ororo so I'll just say it straight. I think yer beautiful and I'd like ta talk ta ya please."
With this I fall to my knees before her in a gesture of submission awaiting her reply. She seems stunned by what I just said. Then she realizes that I've actually been sincere and now she's taking a good look at me. Astonishingly enough she even seems to like what she sees. Maybe it's because I've tidied myself up for once and I'm not trying to rip her throat out.
"By the goddess and I must be insane to even think about this but I believe you. I'll talk to you and thank you for the compliment."
Well I tell her all about how I've decided to see if I could spend a day doing normal things and how it's turned out. I'm completely open with her telling her everything. Well almost everything since I omit the part about sharing drinks with Remy simply saying that it was with someone she knows. You see I'm not entirely without mercy and besides I already told Jubilee about Remy. Ororo seems to sense my sincerity and she even seems sympathetic as though she agrees with what I'm trying to do.
From there I lead the conversation onto other topics by talking about nature. Of course I don't talk about the hunting since I don't think she approves of the massacre of small furry animals. I usually do hunt to eat but then I think she might be a vegetarian and she wouldn't approve of that either. Its best not to anger someone who throws lightning bolts around. Of course my healing factor can mend the damage but it does nothing for the pain.
As we walk among the trees it seems the natural thing to do to hold her hand. She doesn't object and so we end up walking hand in hand among the trees. We get in a little competition by seeing who can identify the most plants and birds and insects and it ends up in a draw. Then she asks me to describe the smells of the different plants and trees and she seems delighted when I oblige. It seems the natural thing to do to stop beneath the tree and watch the patterns of shadow cast by the sunlight falling through the leaves.
I'm not sure what this strange feeling is that I'm getting when I look at Ororo. It's just so weird that I wonder whether I should be worried. Yet it seems right somehow. I can smell her and I can tell she's feeling the same sort of thing and that it's probably just as strange and even frightening for her. I decide to relax and just let instinct guide me. It's always good to let the animal take over even if it's not to kill this time. Heck I wanted a change and this is certainly a different sort of feeling.
It seems only natural to reach out and embrace her. When she doesn't object but starts to lean in towards me it seems only natural to pull her closer. Then before either of us can stop and think about it, it happens. To put it simply we kiss. It seems right so we do it again only this time we do it longer.
"Freaking hell!" someone shouts.
Astonished we both turn to see Jubilee staring straight at us evidently unable to believe what she has just seen.
"Well thanks a million you two. I'll be scarred for years from seeing that," says Jubilee who then looks as if she's about to be ill.