Author's Note: Hello, this is my first X-Men Evolution fan fiction. I have followed the series since it premiered, and I have fallen in love with the fan fiction, especially Brotherhood fan fiction. So...I decided to try my hand at one. This one is a little AU, because I alter the events of a few episodes, but who doesn't? Lol. I haven't changed anything major, and I haven't dropped random new mutant girls into the plot with awesome powers but they are so misunderstood. I also don't have any pairings other than the ones you see in the series. Sorry, but I'm not into romance. This is just a pure and simple drama with all of the boys getting a special spotlight.
Well, I hope you enjoy the story. I'm putting up the prologue and first chapter. I actually have up to chapter 11 or 12 written, I just want to see how this does. Take care and please review!
Fall Into The Sky
Prologue:
"Have you eaten anything at all today?"
The platinum blond drew himself out of his daze momentarily to shake his head negatively. His pale hands remained crossed and limp in his lap, as he sat rocking back and forth in the creaking wicker chair staring out of the large picture window. He'd been like that for hours after the funeral, unresponsive and distant.
"You want me to bring you something?"
Once again the silvery head moved from side to side, frosty blue eyes never tearing away from the window. It was like he was searching for something, or rather someone, who he would never find again.
"Pietro, you have to eat, yo. You'll get... sick," Todd Tolensky couldn't find any lighter words that he felt comfortable saying in description of how his friend's impossibly fast metabolism would devour his body if he didn't cater to it constantly.
His words went unheard or just simply unheeded. The only sounds in the room, besides the ones of breathing, were the maddening creaks of the rocking chair. With each rock the noise seemed to amplify, until Todd covered his ears and backed out of the room. He left the door open a crack and moved on down the hallway, back downstairs where his two other friends sat in the dreary dimness of the rundown kitchen. Both looked up at him as he entered.
Lance Alvers, dark eyes large and shadowed, raised his eyebrows imploringly, his shaggy brown hair falling over his forehead in messy bangs. "Did he say anything to you?"
Todd shook his head, "No man, no."
Fred Dukes frowned, his burly frame hunched, his normally ruddy complexion a bit pale. "Maybe we shouldn't leave him alone up there."
"He don't want us, Freddy," Todd said sullenly, flopping down in a chair beside the bigger teen. "He wants her."
Lance gave a half-hearted snort, that sounded suspiciously like a smothered sniffle, and shakily said, "And it's killing him to just be realizing that now."
"And it killed her to realize it then," Todd couldn't help but add, blinking away the tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
She'd acted like she hated him, but in the end, she'd sacrificed herself to save him, and Wanda's only reasoning behind it had been: "'...he's my phal, my binak...I'm supposed to protect him."
She died a few hours later, in the mansion of Charles Xavier, in the sole company of her brother.
"'Akana mukav tut le Devlesa"' he'd told her in their native tongue kissing her cooling hands, feeling her spirit transcend the room. I leave you to God.
But who does that leave me with?
Pietro Maximoff pondered this question, as he pushed open the window and climbed up to stand precariously on the sill. With the cold rough wind teasing him, calling him a coward, and taunting him to defy gravity, he felt he couldn't resist the challenge. Spreading his arms to their full span and tilting his head back to take a deep breathe, he tilted forward to join the wind and merge with the blue sky.