Title: Stormy Forecast

Author: Viral

Disclaimer: I do not own the X-Men. This is fan fiction; a fan's version of expression in which he/she wishes to portray character(s) aside from the creator's original concepts and/or ideas.

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"And now you are the Vice-President of the corporation?" Ororo asked, blue eyes focused on Miguel's dark brown orbs. They sat at the dinner table at a fancy restaurant, right next to a large picture window. Outside the huge window was a large fountain, tossing water into the air with a blue light shining against it. Miguel had successfully won her over in the romance department and his job was more than impressive. However, she was still reluctant about the entire situation. How could he cope with a mutant, and she with a normal human?

"Yes, and since I already have my Masters in Applied Physics I'm not too shaky on someone coming in and replacing me," he said, as his eyes finally left Ororo's and he continued eating his pasta.

Ororo twirled her pasta in her fork, smiling to herself. When was the last time she had been out to such a nice restaurant without the accompaniment of 13 other mutants? Even she couldn't remember. "Would it be okay if I changed the subject?" Ororo asked suddenly after chewing her pasta.

"Sure, Tormenta," he said. Tormenta was simply the Spanish translation of storm.

"What do your father and mother think of mutants?" she asked, almost whispering as she tried to hide her question from the ears of the other patrons in the restaurant.

"They're pretty cool with the whole idea of having extra abilities. I mean, Costa Rica is a tolerant place – that's where they were both born. Heck, some of the most respected leaders there are mutants."

"Hm," Ororo said as she tilted her head to the side with sincerity of thought, "That is extremely interesting. You know, it is not too often I come across a normal human who is willing to look at us as people."

"But now you have come across one," he said with a smile. His feet moved under the table as he trapped Ororo's foot between his.

"Don't you think we are a little too old for playing footsies?" Ororo asked with a very light smile on her face. Miguel's response was simply a chuckle.

"Here's your chicken parm—," a young teenage waitress said before she dropped the two plates and her eyes widened. The next sound that was heard was the glass of the large picture window shattering completely and the girl's scream as her body was pricked with a sharp stone-like weapon in her shoulder.

Ororo and Miguel immediately stood from the table, glass falling from their clothes as they looked outside the shattered window to see nothing but the fountain still spewing out water in an elegant manner. Ororo's blue eyes scanned the evening setting promiscuously. Suddenly she felt the force of a heavy body knocking her to the floor, as Miguel tackled her. "What are you doing?" Ororo yelled in shock. When she saw a collection of the same stone-like weapons stuck in the restaurant wall she realized her life had been saved.

The other patrons in the restaurant had been screaming and running around like wild animals, trying to get out through an emergency exit, while others cowered under their table for fear of being hit with the weapons. "Don't worry, Ororo," Miguel said, rolling the r's on his tongue. "I'll protect you."

Miguel stood up, muscles bulging and nostrils flaring as he jumped out of the wall where the picture window used to be. He ended up splashing in the fountain, but also caught a glimpse of red eyes before his body was tossed back into the restaurant. A strong, masculine form entered the restaurant and the red eyes immediately met Storm's body on the floor. "It's over, weather witch!"

"Omega Red? You are the one haunting my dreams? How? It is not within your capabilities to attack my mind?"

"You're right. I'm not the one haunting your dreams, but I know who is and I'm here to help get rid of you!" Omega Red said with his strong Russian accent and his tendrils went flying at Storm.

"Who do you think you are buddy?" Miguel yelled in fury as he finally stood up and charged at Omega Red. He sent a powerful kick into the mutant's stomach, but to no avail. Omega Red did not even flinch. Instead, his tendrils grabbed Miguel by the waist and began to crush the man's torso.

"Enough!" Ororo yelled as she stood up. "I do not know who you are working for or what interest they have in my demise, but this is going to end now!"

"You're wrong little Windrider," Omega Red said as he laughed maliciously and began to insert 'death spores' into Miguel's body through his carbonadium coils, stealing his life energy.

"No!" Ororo yelled as a bolt of lightning was sent shocking into Omega Red's back, sending the powerful villain stumbling only a bit, but dropping Miguel. "You must have forgotten why I am named Storm!"

"Weather witch!" Omega Red yelled as he charged at Ororo with his super speed and the mere force of his momentum sent the white-haired wonder crashing into one of the restaurant walls.

"Mutant!" a policeman yelled with several others backing him up, "Hold your hands and tentacles in the air! You are violating the laws of the great city of New York!"

Omega Red growled at the interruptions as his tentacles flew into the air at abnormal rates of speed and grabbed the policemen, draining them of their energy and sending them to the floor with limp bodies. "Now, back to the matter at hand!"

Ororo groaned as she finally stood from the hole in the wall her body had created. "I have had enough!"

"It's only just begun, Storm," he smiled as his coils charged at her body.

A gust of wind sent Omega Red stumbling backwards, although not knocking him down. "Believe me, it is over!" Storm said angrily with a growl in her voice. Her cool blue eyes immediately turned white as her body became surrounded by electricity, and her silvery-white hair began to glow with radiance. "I have taken you down once, and I can certainly do it again. With or without the help of my team!" she exclaimed as she lifted her arms horizontally in the air and pointed them at Omega Red's body. Ice, snow, sleet, and the frost of the artic wind all joined at Ororo's fingertips before creating a chilly whirlwind that ripped through the restaurant and caused all the hiding people to make a run for it out of the destroyed building. The whirlwind picked up Omega Red's body and began to encase it without ice, slowing the mutant down and almost destroying his homeostasis.

When it was finally over, Omega Red was a large Popsicle on the floor of the carpeted restaurant, the fountain was completely frozen, and the restaurant itself was a meat locker. With the weather outside winter-like as well, it would take a while for things to be restored. Ororo bent down and picked up Miguel's unconscious body. This was one of her reasons for being so reluctant to dating a normal human. Be it reluctant or not, Ororo would not let the thought rest in her mind.

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Author's Note: Sorry for the long wait and the short chapter. I promise to update again ASAP. Meanwhile, I hope you enjoy this chapter.