Chapter Five:
Devil's Daughter
Ruby made her way down the dark alley in the rain looking around warily. She knew they'd be here; they were always here, waiting for her. Sure enough she turned the corner and found herself faced with Carson Millhone and his cronies.
"Look who's back," he chorused upon noticing her. "It's Rubeeee!"
"Oh go screw yourself," Ruby snapped trying to push past.
"Oh that isn't very lady like," he continued getting in her way.
"Get out of my way," she yelled.
"Make me," he said pushing her into another guy. She was acting on instincts now, moving by muscle memory.
She elbowed crony number on in the gut and kicked crony number two, to her right, in the chest. She broke number three's nose with a solid upward thrust with the ball of her hand.
She bounced her weight from her right foot to left then right then left again before swinging her left leg in an arch. Her foot connected with the side of Carson's face, and she continued in a circular motion, bending down and brushing the ground with her fingertips as her left leg came up and delivered another blow to his body.
She was up in time to see him fly into a few trashcans. She smiled in satisfaction
"Pretty nice karate,'' said a gentle female voice from behind her. She spun around to face a woman with bright sapphire eyes and ebony skin, in stark contrast to her long silver hair.
"That was ballet," she said warily. "It's called a fan kick."
Storm studied the girl. Poised ready to attack. She had long light brown hair and brown eyes. She was a little on the short side, her features plain, she wasn't very muscular but still looked strong. She had grown up with violence and didn't try to hide it. She didn't trust any one.
"Don't worry," Storm continued. "I'm a friend. My name is Ororo Munroe, also called Storm. I was sent to find you by Professor Charles Xavier. He founded a school for mutants, like you and me."
"Yea," Ruby pressed. "And that concerns me how?"
"He wants to offer you the opportunity to enroll in his school," Storm continued to learn about your powers and how to use them morally." She stressed the word morally.
"Is this a threat," Ruby asked. "Because I-"
"No," said Ororo. "Not at all." Ruby thought a minute.
"You know about my power," Ruby said. "What's yours?" Storm smiled in response as her eyes faded to white and the sun shone through as the rain stopped and clouds ebbed.
Ruby shrugged.
"What have I got to lose," she said. Storm smiled and motioned for Ruby to follow her.
Devil's Daughter
Ruby made her way down the dark alley in the rain looking around warily. She knew they'd be here; they were always here, waiting for her. Sure enough she turned the corner and found herself faced with Carson Millhone and his cronies.
"Look who's back," he chorused upon noticing her. "It's Rubeeee!"
"Oh go screw yourself," Ruby snapped trying to push past.
"Oh that isn't very lady like," he continued getting in her way.
"Get out of my way," she yelled.
"Make me," he said pushing her into another guy. She was acting on instincts now, moving by muscle memory.
She elbowed crony number on in the gut and kicked crony number two, to her right, in the chest. She broke number three's nose with a solid upward thrust with the ball of her hand.
She bounced her weight from her right foot to left then right then left again before swinging her left leg in an arch. Her foot connected with the side of Carson's face, and she continued in a circular motion, bending down and brushing the ground with her fingertips as her left leg came up and delivered another blow to his body.
She was up in time to see him fly into a few trashcans. She smiled in satisfaction
"Pretty nice karate,'' said a gentle female voice from behind her. She spun around to face a woman with bright sapphire eyes and ebony skin, in stark contrast to her long silver hair.
"That was ballet," she said warily. "It's called a fan kick."
Storm studied the girl. Poised ready to attack. She had long light brown hair and brown eyes. She was a little on the short side, her features plain, she wasn't very muscular but still looked strong. She had grown up with violence and didn't try to hide it. She didn't trust any one.
"Don't worry," Storm continued. "I'm a friend. My name is Ororo Munroe, also called Storm. I was sent to find you by Professor Charles Xavier. He founded a school for mutants, like you and me."
"Yea," Ruby pressed. "And that concerns me how?"
"He wants to offer you the opportunity to enroll in his school," Storm continued to learn about your powers and how to use them morally." She stressed the word morally.
"Is this a threat," Ruby asked. "Because I-"
"No," said Ororo. "Not at all." Ruby thought a minute.
"You know about my power," Ruby said. "What's yours?" Storm smiled in response as her eyes faded to white and the sun shone through as the rain stopped and clouds ebbed.
Ruby shrugged.
"What have I got to lose," she said. Storm smiled and motioned for Ruby to follow her.
