I own absolutely nothing, except the character Raven Pyronocté. This story is going to use X-men Evolution characters and situations, but some of the character personalities are gonna be based on the new X-men 2 movie. You'll see...if you like it, great. If you don't...whatever. I don't really care. I'm writing this fic, cause I can't find any X-men 2 fanfics out there, and I like the characters from Evolution.
"Hey, Dad? I'm goin' out for a walk, ok?" Raven leaned against the door frame waiting for her dad's response. He looked at the clock.
"Don't stay out too late, alright? And make sure to take..."
Raven grinned as she completed his sentence for him. "...my daggers with me. I know dad. I always do." She pulled up the sleeves of her black leather jacket to reveal two gleaming daggers held in wrist sheaths on either arm. "You know I haven't stopped wearin' them since you got them for me."
Her dad raised an eyebrow.
"Well, except for school. I wouldn't want to get into any more trouble than I already do." Raven crossed her fingers on the last comment and hoped her dad would believe her.
He smiled. "Just be careful alright? I worry about you. Even though you tell me not to." She walked over and hugged him, then leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you too dad."
He playfully tugged on her ponytail. "Go on, get out of here." She smiled, then dashed out the door, before he could change her mind or offer anymore warnings that she would probably have to ignore.
Once out the door, she practically flew down the stairs to the apartment building. Downstairs, she walked out the glass double doors, and walked down the street to begin her nightly patrol. Though an improvement from the last place she and her dad had stayed in, the apartment complex still wasn't in one of the safer parts of town, so every night Raven went out and patrolled the numerous alleys and dark streets surrounding the area. She was perfectly safe, the thugs of the area knew better than to to mess with her, no little number of them having tasted her daggers. However, most others walking the streets at night didn't have that immunity. Thus, Raven patrolled.
Passing by one of the local bars, Raven heard her name. "Hey Rave! Why don't you come join me for a drink and some fun?" The comment was followed by the laughs of the surrounding guys.
Raven turned and smiled. "Do I look like the type of girl that associates with street slime?"
The guys jeered on their unlucky companion. "No baby, but you do look the type that knows how to have some fun." Her smile widened. "Oh I do, but you wouldn't enjoy my type of fun." She flicked her wrist and her dagger flew into her hand. Holding it up for all to see, she continued. "You see, my type of fun involves blood. Your blood. You really might think about finding your fun elsewhere. You get my drift?"
Eyes widened as all the guys took a collective step back away from her. "No prob, we were just kidding around. Weren't we boys?" The boys made affirmative comments and noises as all of them found something more interesting elsewhere to focus on. Laughing to herself, Raven kept walking.
The rest of the night was pretty much uneventful, but as she reached the end of her patrol, she heard a scuffling in a nearby alley. Following the sound to it's source, she found one guy pinning a terrified girl to the wall while another was feeling her over. Raven smiled grimly.
"You really picked the wrong night to pull this shit boys." Both of them looked up alarmed, but their expressions quickly settled into smirks as they saw where the voice had come from.
"The more the merrier," One of the thugs said coming towards her as the other continued to hold the girl against the wall.
"Not really." Raven flicked both wrists and her daggers sprung to her hands. She circled the thug, slicing a gash into his arm when he went to grab her.
He yelled, grabbing the arm momentarily before trying to get her again. "You bitch!" Rushing her, he quickly found himself head first into a wall, as she used his momentum against him. Sinking to the ground he groaned, then passed out. The second guy tried to make a break for it, but Raven threw her dagger at his head, where it hit hilt first. He too sunk to the ground and joined his friend in dreamland.
Sheathing her daggers, Raven walked to the girl who was now cowering against the wall. Picking the girl up and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, she walked the girl out of the alley. The girl had now burst into tears. Raven pulled the girl into a hug and made soothing noises. "Shh, it's ok now. You're safe. The bad guys got their asses kicked, and they ain't gonna be doin' this to anyone again."
The girl giggled slightly, but her eyes betrayed that she was still beyond terrified. Well, counselors need to make money too.
"Where do you live? I'll walk ya home, make sure you get there alright." The girl told her. "Ok, I'll walk ya home, just hold on a sec." Raven walked back into the alley. Going up to first one guy, then the next she put her hand on their foreheads. "If you EVER think about doin' this to anyone EVER again, you are gonna be hit with nightmares so hard, you ain't gonna think about anythin' but makin' them end. Asleep or awake, vengence I will take. Harm an innocent one, justice will be done." Raven walked back out to the girl.
"Let's get you home."
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The computerized feminine voice of Cerebro echoed off the empty room. "Discovery, mutant signature. The first detection in this vicinity. Extrapolation complete. Identity confirmed. Name: Raven Pyronocté. Residence: Rome, Georgia. Age: 18. File saved."
You've read it, now please review. If it sucks, tell me why. If you love it, tell me that too. And suggestions are always welcome. Constructive criticism will be used to make this fic better. Flames will be used to keep my pet dragon warm and cozy.
"Hey, Dad? I'm goin' out for a walk, ok?" Raven leaned against the door frame waiting for her dad's response. He looked at the clock.
"Don't stay out too late, alright? And make sure to take..."
Raven grinned as she completed his sentence for him. "...my daggers with me. I know dad. I always do." She pulled up the sleeves of her black leather jacket to reveal two gleaming daggers held in wrist sheaths on either arm. "You know I haven't stopped wearin' them since you got them for me."
Her dad raised an eyebrow.
"Well, except for school. I wouldn't want to get into any more trouble than I already do." Raven crossed her fingers on the last comment and hoped her dad would believe her.
He smiled. "Just be careful alright? I worry about you. Even though you tell me not to." She walked over and hugged him, then leaned down and kissed him on the cheek. "I love you too dad."
He playfully tugged on her ponytail. "Go on, get out of here." She smiled, then dashed out the door, before he could change her mind or offer anymore warnings that she would probably have to ignore.
Once out the door, she practically flew down the stairs to the apartment building. Downstairs, she walked out the glass double doors, and walked down the street to begin her nightly patrol. Though an improvement from the last place she and her dad had stayed in, the apartment complex still wasn't in one of the safer parts of town, so every night Raven went out and patrolled the numerous alleys and dark streets surrounding the area. She was perfectly safe, the thugs of the area knew better than to to mess with her, no little number of them having tasted her daggers. However, most others walking the streets at night didn't have that immunity. Thus, Raven patrolled.
Passing by one of the local bars, Raven heard her name. "Hey Rave! Why don't you come join me for a drink and some fun?" The comment was followed by the laughs of the surrounding guys.
Raven turned and smiled. "Do I look like the type of girl that associates with street slime?"
The guys jeered on their unlucky companion. "No baby, but you do look the type that knows how to have some fun." Her smile widened. "Oh I do, but you wouldn't enjoy my type of fun." She flicked her wrist and her dagger flew into her hand. Holding it up for all to see, she continued. "You see, my type of fun involves blood. Your blood. You really might think about finding your fun elsewhere. You get my drift?"
Eyes widened as all the guys took a collective step back away from her. "No prob, we were just kidding around. Weren't we boys?" The boys made affirmative comments and noises as all of them found something more interesting elsewhere to focus on. Laughing to herself, Raven kept walking.
The rest of the night was pretty much uneventful, but as she reached the end of her patrol, she heard a scuffling in a nearby alley. Following the sound to it's source, she found one guy pinning a terrified girl to the wall while another was feeling her over. Raven smiled grimly.
"You really picked the wrong night to pull this shit boys." Both of them looked up alarmed, but their expressions quickly settled into smirks as they saw where the voice had come from.
"The more the merrier," One of the thugs said coming towards her as the other continued to hold the girl against the wall.
"Not really." Raven flicked both wrists and her daggers sprung to her hands. She circled the thug, slicing a gash into his arm when he went to grab her.
He yelled, grabbing the arm momentarily before trying to get her again. "You bitch!" Rushing her, he quickly found himself head first into a wall, as she used his momentum against him. Sinking to the ground he groaned, then passed out. The second guy tried to make a break for it, but Raven threw her dagger at his head, where it hit hilt first. He too sunk to the ground and joined his friend in dreamland.
Sheathing her daggers, Raven walked to the girl who was now cowering against the wall. Picking the girl up and wrapping an arm around her shoulders, she walked the girl out of the alley. The girl had now burst into tears. Raven pulled the girl into a hug and made soothing noises. "Shh, it's ok now. You're safe. The bad guys got their asses kicked, and they ain't gonna be doin' this to anyone again."
The girl giggled slightly, but her eyes betrayed that she was still beyond terrified. Well, counselors need to make money too.
"Where do you live? I'll walk ya home, make sure you get there alright." The girl told her. "Ok, I'll walk ya home, just hold on a sec." Raven walked back into the alley. Going up to first one guy, then the next she put her hand on their foreheads. "If you EVER think about doin' this to anyone EVER again, you are gonna be hit with nightmares so hard, you ain't gonna think about anythin' but makin' them end. Asleep or awake, vengence I will take. Harm an innocent one, justice will be done." Raven walked back out to the girl.
"Let's get you home."
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The computerized feminine voice of Cerebro echoed off the empty room. "Discovery, mutant signature. The first detection in this vicinity. Extrapolation complete. Identity confirmed. Name: Raven Pyronocté. Residence: Rome, Georgia. Age: 18. File saved."
You've read it, now please review. If it sucks, tell me why. If you love it, tell me that too. And suggestions are always welcome. Constructive criticism will be used to make this fic better. Flames will be used to keep my pet dragon warm and cozy.