Angla: Angel of Abyss
disclaimer: Same has always, I don't own x-men or x-men evolution that belongs to Marvel and the several men who wrote it, and the story belongs to my sister, so she gets the credit of writing, I get credited for editing.
summary: Read and find out. I'm hungry.
Kurama: "Then eat."
Maki: "I can't supper isn't ready yet."
Kurama: "Anyway, everybody R&R please."
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Chapter 3: Old memories.
Waking the next day, Angla yawned. Standing up, she stretched. She dressed quickly.
Touching an odd shaped scar on her back, she winced. A cut on her wings, it was. It when diagonally down her right wing, to the middle of her back, then straight down to the bottom of her wings. Memories of pain filled her mind instantly. The scar was made from a knife.
An angel hunter once hit her from behind with a knife. The knife left that scar. Carved into her wings, it caused pain, more than one could bear. Her fingers traced her scar, then a locket on her neck. She didn't have the key, but she knew who did.
"I will probably have to resort to stealing to get it." She thought.
"I know Warren blames himself because of what happened, but we blame him too."
Warren walked out in to the hallway. Micheal emerged from his room. They looked at each other, then Warren knocked on Angla's door. She stared at the door until it flew open.
"Angla use your hands, you have them for a reason. "Warren said, sighing. He walk in, followed by Micheal.
Closing the door, Warren sat down on Angla's chair. Micheal and Angla sat on the bed. Pushing and shoving each other playfully. Laughing, they settled down. Warren smiled slightly for a moment.
"Look I know you both hate me but I'm sorry, truly I am." Warren said.
"We don't hate you!!!" They said together.
"I know you blame Jacob and me for the others but we still wouldn't hate you." Angla said.
"Yea, and I don't hate you either." Micheal said.
"I know you miss the other seven but they will make it here too." Warren said. "
Promise!?" Angla and Micheal said together.
"I promise." Warren said, moving toward them and hugging them.
"Why don't you go outside and play? I'll join you later." Warren said.
They shrugged, and followed Warren out of the room.
"You did what?!?!" Jean and Ororo said at the same time.
"At least I'm not getting yelled at for once." Bobby said, laughing.
"You can't promise them that Warren." Scott said, arms folded, a scolding look on his face.
"Do you have any other siblings, then what you told us?" Bobby asked.
Scott gave Bobby a scolding look.
"Yes, but most of them are dead." Warren said.
"Are you sure?" Hank asked.
"Pretty sure." He said.
"How many more do you have?" Peter asked.
"Don't know." Warren said.
"You don't even know how many siblings you have?!?! You're stupid!!" Bobby said.
"Bobby!!!" Jean said, shooting him a terrible look.
"What? It's the truth!" Bobby said.
"I know that there's Venta, who's in a boarding school in England; Quilktnu, boarding school in Rome; Yuna, college in France; Xytia school in Russia. Oh and Isis, school in Turkey. That's all I know." He said.
"Wait, Yuna's around our age?" Bobby asked.
"Yes. And none of you are dating any of my sisters or brothers." Warren said, glaring at all of them.
"How old are they?" Logan asked.
"Yuna is 22, Venta is 18, Quilktnu is 15, Isis is 15, and Xytia is 15. Quilktnu, Isis, Xytia, Jacob, and Angla are quintuples." Warren Said.
"Whoa! Let's go get some fresh air." Scott said.
They all walked out side. Leaning against a tree, Warren watch Angla and Micheal play with some younger kids.
Three little girl creep toward the gate leading to the school. They looked almost identical, except for their hair. Two of the girls had blond hair. The smaller girl had silver hair. They all had golden skin, blue eyes, and white wings. Opening the gate, they slipped in. They walked toward the tall looming building, stopping short.
For they had spotted two children playing. Angla turned sensing a new presence. Micheal also turned, hearing familiar steps. The five children starred at each other for the longest time.
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"We'll see you inside, Warren." Ororo said, leading the others back in.
The smallest child ran toward Warren, hugging him and crying. The four older children hugged each other, happily.
"Sandra, you're alive!" Angla and Micheal said together.
"We found each other, looking for the others. We were hoping you all made it here, but I guess we hoped wrong." One of the two girls said.
"Kelly, the others will make it. Give them time. It's so good to see you three again." He said, setting Sandra down and pulling all five of them in to a hug.
"Come on Kelly, Ella, and Sandra. The Professor wants to meet you." Warren said, picking Sandra up and leading the others inside.
He led them to Professor Xavier's office. Opening the door, he followed Ella and Kelly, still holding Sandra. Micheal and Angla waited patiently for their three little sisters.
"Why don't you two show them to their new rooms?" Warren said, walking out.
"Come with us, guys." They said, leading Kelly and Ella upstairs. Micheal carrying Sandra.
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Walking to his room later that night, Warren stopped. Peering into each of his siblings room. Stopping at Angla's room, he fingered the key, before sliding in under the door. He then when to his room.