Disclaimer: A whole host of new characters are mine. Please don't use them.
Of course, the X-Men and other such characters involved in the comic, books
and the movie belong to Marvel, and new ones are mine. Also the plot is my
own.
Throughout story: ""= Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Nothing like a calm before the storm. XD
Blix: Hehe, that'd be good. XD
Chapter 19
The plane soared from the sky. It's reflection dazzled in the crashing waves to the coast of the south of Britain. The blue silk crawled up the golden dunes of sand before it fell away, losing its grip on the warm grains of the rich dust. The sand increased in height from the shoreline, rising for a large number of feet, passing rocks and clumps of emerald grass. It was a treacherous journey down to the shore from the top of this cliff. Paths of flattened sand between strands of grass and murderous looking rocks were the only way down.
The land that appeared at the top of the humungous sand cliff was the destination for the plane. The sweeping blades of grass shifted in the wind, the breeze sending foreign whispers that our ears cannot decipher and passing messages along to each aspect of nature.
The beach below was an exquisite setting, a real beauty spot. It had been left ignored by humans and so had flourished to its rightful natural splendour. The beach was only small, a dangerous journey down a vertical cliff face along paths of scattered sand and various wild flowers, the winding golden trek being the gateway to a piece of British paradise.
All mutants had been belted in, excluding Lenny who remained in his corner. Shouts were coming from the cockpit and replies shouted through as Storm hurried to join Scott.
"We can't land here!" Said Scott anxiously.
"We can't go inland! They might have picked us up on radar now. We need to land here and keep discreet till Charles contacts his niece."
"But the plane might not manage the landing on grass!"
"We have to land her Scott!"
"But – "
"Now Scott!"
Scott muttered dishevelled comments to himself before he pushed the controls forward, reducing power from their long flight.
Downwards the plane sank, engine droning lowering as the large craft made for the grassy plain. Wheels connected bumpily to the grass surface and slowly wheeled before the magnificent construction came to a well- deserved halt after it's long haul.
Kurt teleported the X-Men outside a few at a time, and within a few seconds the nightwear cladded group stood, yawning and blinking sleepily. The X-Men had exited to assess their surroundings.
Logan yawned widely, stretching adamantium joints as his bare feet contacted the gently blowing grass. The remainder of the X-Men joined beside each other, each with sleepy expressions as they glanced around the beautiful setting. The blades of green rippled softly as the salty sea breeze swanned into their faces. The horizon was alight with red and orange, the glowing orb of the sun sitting there patiently.
"At least there are no problems for sleeping." Muttered Kurt whilst he tried to stifle a yawn, "The plane seats will do the trick."
Logan softly made a noise of thought, "I think some should sleep outside.. we need to keep an eye out."
"True.. and there are some tents on the plane.."
"And flares.."
"And torches.."
"How many tents were there Logan?" Asked Charles.
Logan shrugged, "About four, good sizes though."
Charles glanced to Kurt, "Could you fetch them outside for us?"
Kurt nodded simply and puffed from their sight to reappear with bundles of tents under his arms. He dropped them to the floor.
"Who's willing to sleep outdoors then?" Asked Charles, looking over his group of X-Men.
Scott glanced to the doorway of the plane where Magneto and Mystique looked down upon them curiously, "Somebody needs to stay inside the plane.." Scott said softly, "With that human.. and the others."
Logan now looked up, "I'll stay outside.. I'll hear any one coming.."
Aurora looked to Logan then to Charles, "Me too."
"I'll stay outside too.. I can get anyone inside quickly if need be." Said Kurt softly.
Rogue suddenly called down from the doorway of the plane, "Can me and Bobby stay up here! He needs to stay warm and stuff."
Charles now nodded to the group of sentences, "Alright.. Storm.. Scott? Are you two staying in the jet?"
Scott nodded, but Storm looked doubtful, "Charles.. I'd like to sleep outdoors. I'm not feeling too good this evening. The fresh air should put me right.."
Again Charles nodded, "Very well... Kurt?"
Kurt joined to the side of Charles and Scott and took a hold of both of them by a shoulder. Kurt teleported, the three leaving their view, Kurt soon reappeared, joining the three other X-Men.
A short while later the four tents had been erected and stood proudly in a small semi circle beneath the large right wing of the plane. A small pile of wood had been made up in the centre, which currently remained unlit, for Logan had highly disapproved of making themselves an obvious target for humans.
Outside the tents the small group sat, many yawns escaping mouths. Storm lifted to her feet, passing over across the grass to wander carefully to the cliff edge. She watched the horizon of purple, which had begun to take over the glow of gold.
Eyes lifted as she stood, watching her path before they fell back amongst each other. Aurora was curled up on the grass as a small feline, which purred every so often licking at paws. Kurt watched the floor with vague interest, falling in thought. Whilst Logan just sipped at a newly acquired beer.. in-between sips he took a draw on his lit cigar. Logan leant back on the grass, watching the distance in silence. That peaceful aura had not left yet.
Storm looked round at the sea, her eyes in taking the beautiful surroundings, her mutation involving her with the nature. But as her eyes settled upon the sinking orb of light, she felt a wash of sickness come over her. A dizzy sensation flooded her mind. Breaths increased and eyes unfocused. She felt her body falling, but she made a weak grab for support, arms flailing as her body collapsed forward off the end of the cliff.
Her unconscious body plummeted down past the vertical drop of sharp edges and looming crevices, making way for the jagged terrain of rocks below amongst the sapphire waves of silk. Knives pointing up out of the wrinkled azure canvas.
Certain death.
***
OH-MI-GOD OH-MI-GOD!
(www.freewebs.com/thoh)
Throughout story: ""= Speech ' ' = Thoughts ^ ^ = Telepath
Nothing like a calm before the storm. XD
Blix: Hehe, that'd be good. XD
Chapter 19
The plane soared from the sky. It's reflection dazzled in the crashing waves to the coast of the south of Britain. The blue silk crawled up the golden dunes of sand before it fell away, losing its grip on the warm grains of the rich dust. The sand increased in height from the shoreline, rising for a large number of feet, passing rocks and clumps of emerald grass. It was a treacherous journey down to the shore from the top of this cliff. Paths of flattened sand between strands of grass and murderous looking rocks were the only way down.
The land that appeared at the top of the humungous sand cliff was the destination for the plane. The sweeping blades of grass shifted in the wind, the breeze sending foreign whispers that our ears cannot decipher and passing messages along to each aspect of nature.
The beach below was an exquisite setting, a real beauty spot. It had been left ignored by humans and so had flourished to its rightful natural splendour. The beach was only small, a dangerous journey down a vertical cliff face along paths of scattered sand and various wild flowers, the winding golden trek being the gateway to a piece of British paradise.
All mutants had been belted in, excluding Lenny who remained in his corner. Shouts were coming from the cockpit and replies shouted through as Storm hurried to join Scott.
"We can't land here!" Said Scott anxiously.
"We can't go inland! They might have picked us up on radar now. We need to land here and keep discreet till Charles contacts his niece."
"But the plane might not manage the landing on grass!"
"We have to land her Scott!"
"But – "
"Now Scott!"
Scott muttered dishevelled comments to himself before he pushed the controls forward, reducing power from their long flight.
Downwards the plane sank, engine droning lowering as the large craft made for the grassy plain. Wheels connected bumpily to the grass surface and slowly wheeled before the magnificent construction came to a well- deserved halt after it's long haul.
Kurt teleported the X-Men outside a few at a time, and within a few seconds the nightwear cladded group stood, yawning and blinking sleepily. The X-Men had exited to assess their surroundings.
Logan yawned widely, stretching adamantium joints as his bare feet contacted the gently blowing grass. The remainder of the X-Men joined beside each other, each with sleepy expressions as they glanced around the beautiful setting. The blades of green rippled softly as the salty sea breeze swanned into their faces. The horizon was alight with red and orange, the glowing orb of the sun sitting there patiently.
"At least there are no problems for sleeping." Muttered Kurt whilst he tried to stifle a yawn, "The plane seats will do the trick."
Logan softly made a noise of thought, "I think some should sleep outside.. we need to keep an eye out."
"True.. and there are some tents on the plane.."
"And flares.."
"And torches.."
"How many tents were there Logan?" Asked Charles.
Logan shrugged, "About four, good sizes though."
Charles glanced to Kurt, "Could you fetch them outside for us?"
Kurt nodded simply and puffed from their sight to reappear with bundles of tents under his arms. He dropped them to the floor.
"Who's willing to sleep outdoors then?" Asked Charles, looking over his group of X-Men.
Scott glanced to the doorway of the plane where Magneto and Mystique looked down upon them curiously, "Somebody needs to stay inside the plane.." Scott said softly, "With that human.. and the others."
Logan now looked up, "I'll stay outside.. I'll hear any one coming.."
Aurora looked to Logan then to Charles, "Me too."
"I'll stay outside too.. I can get anyone inside quickly if need be." Said Kurt softly.
Rogue suddenly called down from the doorway of the plane, "Can me and Bobby stay up here! He needs to stay warm and stuff."
Charles now nodded to the group of sentences, "Alright.. Storm.. Scott? Are you two staying in the jet?"
Scott nodded, but Storm looked doubtful, "Charles.. I'd like to sleep outdoors. I'm not feeling too good this evening. The fresh air should put me right.."
Again Charles nodded, "Very well... Kurt?"
Kurt joined to the side of Charles and Scott and took a hold of both of them by a shoulder. Kurt teleported, the three leaving their view, Kurt soon reappeared, joining the three other X-Men.
A short while later the four tents had been erected and stood proudly in a small semi circle beneath the large right wing of the plane. A small pile of wood had been made up in the centre, which currently remained unlit, for Logan had highly disapproved of making themselves an obvious target for humans.
Outside the tents the small group sat, many yawns escaping mouths. Storm lifted to her feet, passing over across the grass to wander carefully to the cliff edge. She watched the horizon of purple, which had begun to take over the glow of gold.
Eyes lifted as she stood, watching her path before they fell back amongst each other. Aurora was curled up on the grass as a small feline, which purred every so often licking at paws. Kurt watched the floor with vague interest, falling in thought. Whilst Logan just sipped at a newly acquired beer.. in-between sips he took a draw on his lit cigar. Logan leant back on the grass, watching the distance in silence. That peaceful aura had not left yet.
Storm looked round at the sea, her eyes in taking the beautiful surroundings, her mutation involving her with the nature. But as her eyes settled upon the sinking orb of light, she felt a wash of sickness come over her. A dizzy sensation flooded her mind. Breaths increased and eyes unfocused. She felt her body falling, but she made a weak grab for support, arms flailing as her body collapsed forward off the end of the cliff.
Her unconscious body plummeted down past the vertical drop of sharp edges and looming crevices, making way for the jagged terrain of rocks below amongst the sapphire waves of silk. Knives pointing up out of the wrinkled azure canvas.
Certain death.
***
OH-MI-GOD OH-MI-GOD!
(www.freewebs.com/thoh)