Okay, so sorry for the delay. I suck at writing character description, but hey I had to do it. I tried my best to make this chapter sound better but no use. This will be my crappiest chapter so be patient for the next! PLEASE!
Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it. (tear)
I do not own X-Men, but you could always hold your breathe until I do. *evil laugh! I do not make any profits, blah, blah.
I hope by some miracle this chapter is better to you readers then it is for me. So ENJOY!
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A Family Affair
ch. 2
The guests had begun to arrive. Each entered and greeted the doorman as they passed.
Logan was concealed in the corner. He watched each person enter. As commander of the guards for the King of England, King Charles Xavier, Logan took his position quite seriously. Even though he knew the faces of the approaching royalty, he still kept watch.
The first to arrive was Lord Scott Summers and Lady Jean Summers.
Lord Summers was a tall, muscular, man. He had sandy brown hair and brown eyes that, in some lighting, turned red. He was in his mid thirties. Lord Summers a man that many respected and yet knew nothing about.
When he was ten years old, his parents had died, leaving him and his brother, Alex, to fend for themselves. Only the goodhearted King, took both children into his care. Both were raised in the King's home, and Lord Summers thought of no other person as great as the King.
When he came of age he returned to his home village and there he ruled. While his brother stayed on with the King and began his study to be a scholar.
Lady Summers was a slim woman. Her red hair was braded and flowed down her back. Her green eyes sparkled whenever she was happy. She, too, was in her mid thirties. A rather friendly woman, she was loved by everyone that knew her.
Lady Summers was adopted by King Charles when she was eight. Her parents were poor peasants who wanted only the best for their daughter. With the king, she got just that. The best education, the best tutors, and advisors. She soon used her knowledge to educate others and help them with their problems in life. She met Lord Summers, here and when they came of age they had married.
Their daughter, Lady Catherine Summers. A very talkative seven year old. She got her brown hair from her father and always wore it tied back. Still it hung just passed her shoulder. She had beautiful sky blue eyes. Lady Catherine soon turned to Lady Kitty.
The second couple to arrive was Lord Henry McCoy and his wife Lady Ororo McCoy.
Lord Henry McCoy was a same what tall, but muscular man. Dark brown hair that was cut to the modern day style. His brown eyes hidden behind a pair of specs. (glasses) He was around forty years old.
Lord McCoy was a brilliant man. He spoke using words that only an educated audience would understand. As a young man he began his studies of medicines because of his interest in healing others wounds.
Lord McCoy's family had been money troubles. There were times when they could not afford the money for his education. When those times occurred King Charles would pay. Now as a man Lord McCoy was the most well known doctor in England. People came from far away to seek his medical aid.
His wife Lady McCoy was a tall, slender woman. Her brown skin told of her ancestry. She had striking white hair and icy blue eyes. Compared to her husband, Lady McCoy kept to herself. She only spoke to few people, but adored by those few.
She was raised in Cairo, Egypt. Her parents sent her to England to save her from an arranged married. When she arrived she had nothing/ No money, no shelter, the only possession she owned was the clothes on her back. She soon began to steal. After a couple of years of living on the streets she was caught stealing and sent to jail.
King Charles found her in the dungeons of his kingdom. He had helped to clean her up and get her a fresh start at life. Not long after she began her new life she met Lord McCoy.
The next couple was Lord Warren Worthington and Lady Raven Worthington.
Lord Worthington was an average height and an average built man. His facial features were perfect with his blonde hair and blue eyes. He was in his early thirties.
Lord Worthington came from one of the wealthiest families in England. Of course, he was raised as a complete gentleman and a good humored man, as well. His parents brought him to King Charles' home quite a lot when he was younger. He became fond of the king and always attended every invitation Charles sent him.
Lady Worthington was tall and a perfect build. She had raven black hair that was grown to her shoulders. Her dark brown eyes, which seemed almost black. She was in her early forties.
Lady Worthington married Lord Worthington due to the amount of money he possessed. She never loved him during their marriage and many people had known this. They told Lord Worthington but he did not believe it. He loved her and he knew she loved him.
Their daughter Lady Marie was a quiet girl. She had waist long brown hair and a white skunk streak which flowed down the middle of her hair. She had beautiful emerald green eyes. For a girl of only eight, she was very mature and polite.
The last to arrive was Lord Eric Lensharr. He was an old man around King Charles' age, of about sixty. His hair, now white from age. He had blue eyes that seemed so alive for his age.
A man few people trusted, Lord Lensharr was a powerful man. He had connections with practically every high stationed person this side of the world. Yet, despite his reputation, King Charles enjoyed his company. They had been friends since their battle with Spain. Those were the days. Soon after Charles became king, Lord Lensharr starting distancing himself from his old friend. As he, himself, wanted the power of the king.
Conversation had begun. As the servants brought in some wine for the guests. All gathered in the main room. They eagerly awaited the arrival of the King.
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Alone in his study he sat. All light was blocked from sight except for the glow of the early night moon. He sat in his chair facing the window. His elbows rested on his knees while his hands held his chin up right.
He stared out the window. His thoughts focused on the individuals downstairs awaiting his dinner. Memories clouded his mind of the only family he ever knew. A tear trickled down his cheek as the corners of his mouth brought a smile to his face. The people downstairs were his family.
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The ending sucked. I figured this whole chapter sucked so why not let the ending suck. But really this chapter was extremely hard for me but the rest will be easier for me write. So stick around. I hope to get a chapter in every 2 days or at the most 3. Just so ya know. In the reviews, please, be gentle.
Thanks for the reviews! I appreciate it. (tear)
I do not own X-Men, but you could always hold your breathe until I do. *evil laugh! I do not make any profits, blah, blah.
I hope by some miracle this chapter is better to you readers then it is for me. So ENJOY!
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A Family Affair
ch. 2
The guests had begun to arrive. Each entered and greeted the doorman as they passed.
Logan was concealed in the corner. He watched each person enter. As commander of the guards for the King of England, King Charles Xavier, Logan took his position quite seriously. Even though he knew the faces of the approaching royalty, he still kept watch.
The first to arrive was Lord Scott Summers and Lady Jean Summers.
Lord Summers was a tall, muscular, man. He had sandy brown hair and brown eyes that, in some lighting, turned red. He was in his mid thirties. Lord Summers a man that many respected and yet knew nothing about.
When he was ten years old, his parents had died, leaving him and his brother, Alex, to fend for themselves. Only the goodhearted King, took both children into his care. Both were raised in the King's home, and Lord Summers thought of no other person as great as the King.
When he came of age he returned to his home village and there he ruled. While his brother stayed on with the King and began his study to be a scholar.
Lady Summers was a slim woman. Her red hair was braded and flowed down her back. Her green eyes sparkled whenever she was happy. She, too, was in her mid thirties. A rather friendly woman, she was loved by everyone that knew her.
Lady Summers was adopted by King Charles when she was eight. Her parents were poor peasants who wanted only the best for their daughter. With the king, she got just that. The best education, the best tutors, and advisors. She soon used her knowledge to educate others and help them with their problems in life. She met Lord Summers, here and when they came of age they had married.
Their daughter, Lady Catherine Summers. A very talkative seven year old. She got her brown hair from her father and always wore it tied back. Still it hung just passed her shoulder. She had beautiful sky blue eyes. Lady Catherine soon turned to Lady Kitty.
The second couple to arrive was Lord Henry McCoy and his wife Lady Ororo McCoy.
Lord Henry McCoy was a same what tall, but muscular man. Dark brown hair that was cut to the modern day style. His brown eyes hidden behind a pair of specs. (glasses) He was around forty years old.
Lord McCoy was a brilliant man. He spoke using words that only an educated audience would understand. As a young man he began his studies of medicines because of his interest in healing others wounds.
Lord McCoy's family had been money troubles. There were times when they could not afford the money for his education. When those times occurred King Charles would pay. Now as a man Lord McCoy was the most well known doctor in England. People came from far away to seek his medical aid.
His wife Lady McCoy was a tall, slender woman. Her brown skin told of her ancestry. She had striking white hair and icy blue eyes. Compared to her husband, Lady McCoy kept to herself. She only spoke to few people, but adored by those few.
She was raised in Cairo, Egypt. Her parents sent her to England to save her from an arranged married. When she arrived she had nothing/ No money, no shelter, the only possession she owned was the clothes on her back. She soon began to steal. After a couple of years of living on the streets she was caught stealing and sent to jail.
King Charles found her in the dungeons of his kingdom. He had helped to clean her up and get her a fresh start at life. Not long after she began her new life she met Lord McCoy.
The next couple was Lord Warren Worthington and Lady Raven Worthington.
Lord Worthington was an average height and an average built man. His facial features were perfect with his blonde hair and blue eyes. He was in his early thirties.
Lord Worthington came from one of the wealthiest families in England. Of course, he was raised as a complete gentleman and a good humored man, as well. His parents brought him to King Charles' home quite a lot when he was younger. He became fond of the king and always attended every invitation Charles sent him.
Lady Worthington was tall and a perfect build. She had raven black hair that was grown to her shoulders. Her dark brown eyes, which seemed almost black. She was in her early forties.
Lady Worthington married Lord Worthington due to the amount of money he possessed. She never loved him during their marriage and many people had known this. They told Lord Worthington but he did not believe it. He loved her and he knew she loved him.
Their daughter Lady Marie was a quiet girl. She had waist long brown hair and a white skunk streak which flowed down the middle of her hair. She had beautiful emerald green eyes. For a girl of only eight, she was very mature and polite.
The last to arrive was Lord Eric Lensharr. He was an old man around King Charles' age, of about sixty. His hair, now white from age. He had blue eyes that seemed so alive for his age.
A man few people trusted, Lord Lensharr was a powerful man. He had connections with practically every high stationed person this side of the world. Yet, despite his reputation, King Charles enjoyed his company. They had been friends since their battle with Spain. Those were the days. Soon after Charles became king, Lord Lensharr starting distancing himself from his old friend. As he, himself, wanted the power of the king.
Conversation had begun. As the servants brought in some wine for the guests. All gathered in the main room. They eagerly awaited the arrival of the King.
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Alone in his study he sat. All light was blocked from sight except for the glow of the early night moon. He sat in his chair facing the window. His elbows rested on his knees while his hands held his chin up right.
He stared out the window. His thoughts focused on the individuals downstairs awaiting his dinner. Memories clouded his mind of the only family he ever knew. A tear trickled down his cheek as the corners of his mouth brought a smile to his face. The people downstairs were his family.
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The ending sucked. I figured this whole chapter sucked so why not let the ending suck. But really this chapter was extremely hard for me but the rest will be easier for me write. So stick around. I hope to get a chapter in every 2 days or at the most 3. Just so ya know. In the reviews, please, be gentle.