Title: A Different Life
Author: Viral
Author's Note: This is an alternate universe, with many of the favorite X- Characters included. They still have their mutant abilities, but there was never a group called the X-Men in this story.
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At 7pm, the expected rain, forecasted by Kitty Pryde, did begin to come down and poured out nearly causing floods down the primitive streets of Clearwater. Officer Munroe was sleeping at her desk, feet kicked up and relaxing with the patter of rain on her window being the only sound she could hear. This peaceful motif remained until the telephone rang. Ororo nearly fell out of her seat as her annoyed blue eyes looked to the phone and she wondered whether or not it would be wise to answer the call. The last thing she wanted to hear was another child running away; the child would of course be back home as soon as they finished their 'business' with their girlfriend or boyfriend.
Angrily, she sat up in her seat, as the phone relentlessly continued to ring and picked up the receiver. The voice she heard was exactly one she didn't want to hear, a high-pitched female voice speaking with excitement, "Whaddup, Officer Munroe?" Ororo immediately hung up the phone, only to have her ears annoyed again by the ringing of the phone.
"Katherine, how do you find it in your schedule to call me everyday with your daily rumors?" Ororo asked annoyed.
"Well, good evenin to you too, yo," Kitty complained. "Anyway, I didn't call to gossip. I just thought you'd want to know we're under a tornado warnin tonight."
"That's nice. You're the meteorologist. I am the policewoman. Now, try telling me again and ask me if I care."
"Stop playin and go stop that thing, Ororo. Everybody's already runnin to the shelter cause we know how you like to stop things after we done lost our houses," Kitty answered with annoyance now in her voice.
Ororo heard a familiar voice in the background, of what she now thought was Kitty's cell phone. Then, the commanding voice spoke to her, "Ororo, you better get your butt out there and get rid of this tornado. You know your momma just planted those new roses out there. You want to see her cry, now?"
"Dad? I see you're finally sober," Ororo said, rolling her eyes as she finally took her legs off of the desk.
"Young lady, you ain't too old for a good spanking on your bee-hind, yet," David Munroe threatened.
"But now I work for the Clearwater Police Department. I have a club and a nice-sized pistol that I have yet to try out on anybody. Want to be my first victim?" Ororo joked over the phone, although her tone was serious enough to be mistaken for true spite.
"You just get rid of this tornado," her father puffed over the phone.
Ororo hung up her phone once more as she heard the wind outside begin to pick up. When she finally opened the tight blinds to her window she could see the sky was extremely dark, way too dark for this time of night. She also noticed that there was no more rain falling from the sky, but hail pounding against the cars and windows. Letting out a sigh, she slowly and drowsily made her way outside of the Police station.
Straining her eyes to see in the distance, she noticed that the tornado had already been formed and was clearly on a path towards the small town of Clearwater. Raising her hands in the air, she began to float on the rough winds that were blowing through the town. Noticing the balls of hail getting larger and scratching at her skin, she began to build up a current of wind around her, disrupting the jet stream, but protecting her as the hail and extra amounts of wind were tossed and deflected away from her.
Then, she set her blue eyes to the oncoming tornado. It was in the neighboring city and had already begun to pull trees from their roots near the edge of Clearwater. The town was so small that from Ororo's altitude she could see the boundary of the city. Not only was it a shame that she was the Officer of a city that didn't even show up on the county map, but that it was also a central point of the tornado alley and she didn't get paid extra in her salary for saving the city from a natural disaster. "I need to start tapping into Federal aid," Ororo noted as she began to fly towards the tornado. The wind carried her at supersonic speeds until she was in the vicinity of the funnel.
"Wha--!" Ororo shouted out of surprise as a horse came spinning in the air in her direction. Mentally, she kept repeating to herself, 'Federal aid, Federal aid, and more Federal aid.' When she finally steadied herself in the air, she pushed her cloudy white hair out of her face and focused on her psionic abilities. Immediately, lightning crashed into her body, illuminating the law-enforcing Windrider as she held her arms forward towards the oncoming monstrosity.
Her blue eyes went completely white as the tornado began to slow down its rampage and the flying debris was loosened from its trap inside the spinning funnel. Slowly, the tornado began to form into much smaller whirlwinds, not even touching the ground and as they lost strength they simply vanished. This entire process repeated itself continually until the tornado itself was no longer touching the ground. Slowly, the tornado rose like something being levitated as it continually dissipated piece by piece. Finally the funnel was gone and Ororo was on her way to the tornado shelter.
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Meanwhile, as Ororo traveled back towards the city, Emma Frost and the mayor's wife, Rogue were arguing in front of the tornado shelter while the rest of the town gathered to watch in amusement. Rogue was hovering in the air as Emma stood there, eyes squinted at each other and fists balled. "Ah think you should'a been tryin to mess with somebody else's husband!" Rogue yelled, her Southern accent becoming more obvious. Apparently, she had tried to hide her decent from the south, but when she was angry it flowed out of her like a salmon swimming downstream.
"You think I wanted your husband? You're sadly mistaken, darling. He's way too old for someone as beautiful as me," Emma replied with just as much wrath but a lot more composure.
"Yeah right--" Rogue began but was cut off.
"Do you even know where your husband is at? He should have been down here taking precaution of the tornado. But he isn't. You should try figuring out who is really worthy of your trust before making comments like that," Emma said in protection of herself.
"Maybe if you dressed in normal secretary clothes ah wouldn't feel so threatened!" Rogue said, obviously spitting out the first words that came to her mind.
"It was 95 degrees out here, earlier before the air started to cool for the tornado!"
"Oh just shut up, you tramp!" Rogue screamed as she flew full speed towards Emma with her hair snapped back behind her in the wind.
Emma Frost simply held out her right hand and Rogue's entire head snapped back as her body stopped flying. Emma watched as Rogue's body fell to the floor and then shook her head as she saw the southern politician's wife rise once more. "Ready for more?" Emma Frost sent a mental bolt to Rogue's mind, making Rogue's body shake as if she were experiencing countless spasms.
"Even Remy know how to play fair," the drunkard commented as he charged his empty beer bottle with kinetic energy and threw it at Emma Frost. The blonde was bruised in her torso by the impact and fell out down.
Rogue recovered quickly, with a slight headache, and went to pick up a utility pole, which she planned to use to swat Emma like a bug. "ENOUGH!" shouted a voice from above as a lightning bolt struck Rogue in the back and a smaller bolt struck Emma until the two were unconscious.
"By the heavens," Officer Munroe commented as she landed on the ground. "I leave for two minutes to save you all from a killer tornado and I come back to this. I get no praise for saving your homes and - where's Creed? And where's the little prissy Jean Grey?" Ororo looked to the small town population with disbelief in her eyes. Nobody had noticed the two were missing. Even Logan and Yuriko were present, having a good time watching the action.
Ororo pulled out her cell phone, "Chuck, I have a problem down here."
"You know what, Officer Munroe? You need to learn how to respect your superiors. You know I am to be addressed as Detective Charles Xavier."
"Well detect your butt down here, as soon as possible. I need you to bring some mutant handcuffs with you too. I think I'm gonna need extra." Ororo said annoyed as she flipped closed her cell phone.
"Now I have to get these two back to the police station and find out where Jean is before her parents start screaming in my ear." Ororo said to herself. "Gah! Here they come now!" Ororo quickly lifted herself on the wind and carried Rogue and Emma's unconscious bodies with her. "Federal aid is what I need."
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Closing Author's Note: Getting closer to the mystery. My apologies for another short chapter and for taking so long.
Author: Viral
Author's Note: This is an alternate universe, with many of the favorite X- Characters included. They still have their mutant abilities, but there was never a group called the X-Men in this story.
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At 7pm, the expected rain, forecasted by Kitty Pryde, did begin to come down and poured out nearly causing floods down the primitive streets of Clearwater. Officer Munroe was sleeping at her desk, feet kicked up and relaxing with the patter of rain on her window being the only sound she could hear. This peaceful motif remained until the telephone rang. Ororo nearly fell out of her seat as her annoyed blue eyes looked to the phone and she wondered whether or not it would be wise to answer the call. The last thing she wanted to hear was another child running away; the child would of course be back home as soon as they finished their 'business' with their girlfriend or boyfriend.
Angrily, she sat up in her seat, as the phone relentlessly continued to ring and picked up the receiver. The voice she heard was exactly one she didn't want to hear, a high-pitched female voice speaking with excitement, "Whaddup, Officer Munroe?" Ororo immediately hung up the phone, only to have her ears annoyed again by the ringing of the phone.
"Katherine, how do you find it in your schedule to call me everyday with your daily rumors?" Ororo asked annoyed.
"Well, good evenin to you too, yo," Kitty complained. "Anyway, I didn't call to gossip. I just thought you'd want to know we're under a tornado warnin tonight."
"That's nice. You're the meteorologist. I am the policewoman. Now, try telling me again and ask me if I care."
"Stop playin and go stop that thing, Ororo. Everybody's already runnin to the shelter cause we know how you like to stop things after we done lost our houses," Kitty answered with annoyance now in her voice.
Ororo heard a familiar voice in the background, of what she now thought was Kitty's cell phone. Then, the commanding voice spoke to her, "Ororo, you better get your butt out there and get rid of this tornado. You know your momma just planted those new roses out there. You want to see her cry, now?"
"Dad? I see you're finally sober," Ororo said, rolling her eyes as she finally took her legs off of the desk.
"Young lady, you ain't too old for a good spanking on your bee-hind, yet," David Munroe threatened.
"But now I work for the Clearwater Police Department. I have a club and a nice-sized pistol that I have yet to try out on anybody. Want to be my first victim?" Ororo joked over the phone, although her tone was serious enough to be mistaken for true spite.
"You just get rid of this tornado," her father puffed over the phone.
Ororo hung up her phone once more as she heard the wind outside begin to pick up. When she finally opened the tight blinds to her window she could see the sky was extremely dark, way too dark for this time of night. She also noticed that there was no more rain falling from the sky, but hail pounding against the cars and windows. Letting out a sigh, she slowly and drowsily made her way outside of the Police station.
Straining her eyes to see in the distance, she noticed that the tornado had already been formed and was clearly on a path towards the small town of Clearwater. Raising her hands in the air, she began to float on the rough winds that were blowing through the town. Noticing the balls of hail getting larger and scratching at her skin, she began to build up a current of wind around her, disrupting the jet stream, but protecting her as the hail and extra amounts of wind were tossed and deflected away from her.
Then, she set her blue eyes to the oncoming tornado. It was in the neighboring city and had already begun to pull trees from their roots near the edge of Clearwater. The town was so small that from Ororo's altitude she could see the boundary of the city. Not only was it a shame that she was the Officer of a city that didn't even show up on the county map, but that it was also a central point of the tornado alley and she didn't get paid extra in her salary for saving the city from a natural disaster. "I need to start tapping into Federal aid," Ororo noted as she began to fly towards the tornado. The wind carried her at supersonic speeds until she was in the vicinity of the funnel.
"Wha--!" Ororo shouted out of surprise as a horse came spinning in the air in her direction. Mentally, she kept repeating to herself, 'Federal aid, Federal aid, and more Federal aid.' When she finally steadied herself in the air, she pushed her cloudy white hair out of her face and focused on her psionic abilities. Immediately, lightning crashed into her body, illuminating the law-enforcing Windrider as she held her arms forward towards the oncoming monstrosity.
Her blue eyes went completely white as the tornado began to slow down its rampage and the flying debris was loosened from its trap inside the spinning funnel. Slowly, the tornado began to form into much smaller whirlwinds, not even touching the ground and as they lost strength they simply vanished. This entire process repeated itself continually until the tornado itself was no longer touching the ground. Slowly, the tornado rose like something being levitated as it continually dissipated piece by piece. Finally the funnel was gone and Ororo was on her way to the tornado shelter.
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Meanwhile, as Ororo traveled back towards the city, Emma Frost and the mayor's wife, Rogue were arguing in front of the tornado shelter while the rest of the town gathered to watch in amusement. Rogue was hovering in the air as Emma stood there, eyes squinted at each other and fists balled. "Ah think you should'a been tryin to mess with somebody else's husband!" Rogue yelled, her Southern accent becoming more obvious. Apparently, she had tried to hide her decent from the south, but when she was angry it flowed out of her like a salmon swimming downstream.
"You think I wanted your husband? You're sadly mistaken, darling. He's way too old for someone as beautiful as me," Emma replied with just as much wrath but a lot more composure.
"Yeah right--" Rogue began but was cut off.
"Do you even know where your husband is at? He should have been down here taking precaution of the tornado. But he isn't. You should try figuring out who is really worthy of your trust before making comments like that," Emma said in protection of herself.
"Maybe if you dressed in normal secretary clothes ah wouldn't feel so threatened!" Rogue said, obviously spitting out the first words that came to her mind.
"It was 95 degrees out here, earlier before the air started to cool for the tornado!"
"Oh just shut up, you tramp!" Rogue screamed as she flew full speed towards Emma with her hair snapped back behind her in the wind.
Emma Frost simply held out her right hand and Rogue's entire head snapped back as her body stopped flying. Emma watched as Rogue's body fell to the floor and then shook her head as she saw the southern politician's wife rise once more. "Ready for more?" Emma Frost sent a mental bolt to Rogue's mind, making Rogue's body shake as if she were experiencing countless spasms.
"Even Remy know how to play fair," the drunkard commented as he charged his empty beer bottle with kinetic energy and threw it at Emma Frost. The blonde was bruised in her torso by the impact and fell out down.
Rogue recovered quickly, with a slight headache, and went to pick up a utility pole, which she planned to use to swat Emma like a bug. "ENOUGH!" shouted a voice from above as a lightning bolt struck Rogue in the back and a smaller bolt struck Emma until the two were unconscious.
"By the heavens," Officer Munroe commented as she landed on the ground. "I leave for two minutes to save you all from a killer tornado and I come back to this. I get no praise for saving your homes and - where's Creed? And where's the little prissy Jean Grey?" Ororo looked to the small town population with disbelief in her eyes. Nobody had noticed the two were missing. Even Logan and Yuriko were present, having a good time watching the action.
Ororo pulled out her cell phone, "Chuck, I have a problem down here."
"You know what, Officer Munroe? You need to learn how to respect your superiors. You know I am to be addressed as Detective Charles Xavier."
"Well detect your butt down here, as soon as possible. I need you to bring some mutant handcuffs with you too. I think I'm gonna need extra." Ororo said annoyed as she flipped closed her cell phone.
"Now I have to get these two back to the police station and find out where Jean is before her parents start screaming in my ear." Ororo said to herself. "Gah! Here they come now!" Ororo quickly lifted herself on the wind and carried Rogue and Emma's unconscious bodies with her. "Federal aid is what I need."
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Closing Author's Note: Getting closer to the mystery. My apologies for another short chapter and for taking so long.