Solitarius animas

     Chapter ii

A/N: Okay I only got three reviews, but that's okay it was only a small chapter. I hope you like the next one there's more characters in it.

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Here's chapter two then:

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"Don't look at me like that." Wanda warned picking up a toy solider and putting it in the toy box then sitting down on the sofa. The professor had created a miniature apartment for them when they had married so that they had peace and quiet.

Her husband shrugged.

"Stop it." She said again knowing what was going to come next.

"I'm just worried."

"Don't."

"What do you think would happen if I lost you?" He asked sitting down next to her.

"You'd celebrate then marry a super model."

"Don't joke about this."

Wanda rolled her eyes and put her hand through her now waist length hair.

"If you weren't here I'd probably have to live day by day for the kids but my soul would have died with yours."

"You had to get romantic." Wanda snuggled up to him.

"Please see Hank and talk to the professor."

"Why? So they can tell me I'm projecting more memories from you know where. Where they did you know what."

"We can find out why you're still having them though."

"Okay." Wanda said kissing him gently.

"I'm not being swayed on this." He murmured against her lips.

"Okay." She repeated kissing him again.

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"Be patient." The man said from his chair in the darkened room.

"You should have came to me sooner."

"She's still breathes doesn't she?"

"You know she does." The other man snapped.

"Then we can still have her."

"And more."

"Maybe so." The white skinned laughed.

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Theo hid under the bed putting a finger to his lips to keep his twin quiet. He had blue fur and a blue tail like his dad but had black and red hair like his mum, his twin had the opposite porcelain skin and blue eyes plus the yellow eyes.

At seven years old they had perfected the art of pranks and sneakiness.

"Theo and Tate you better get out from where you hiding or we won't take you to the park this afternoon." His mother said sternly.

"Damn." Theo muttered looking at Tate he took his hand and Tate ported them.

"Hey mummy what you up to?" Theo asked relaxed. Tate stood behind Theo as usual.

She looked behind Theo and smiled.

"Come on lets get you two fed." She said taking their hands.

"You know we can feed ourselves we're not babies anymore." Theo carried on.

"Theo baby last time I let you make your own breakfast you nearly burnt down the whole mansion."

"It was a miscalculation with the toaster." Tate interrupted.

"I'm sure it was sweetie."

"It was an accident." Theo added.

"And it proves you're not old enough to make your own breakfast."

"You know practise makes perfect." Theo smiled innocently.

"We'll try when your eight years old okay?"

Theo shrugged. "I think I can wait a few months? Well done in the negotiations Tate."

Tate nodded at his twin proudly.

"You scare me sometimes baby." Wanda said ruffling his hair. "Try to be kids hey?"

Both boys nodded then ran into the kitchen.

Wanda followed them bumping into an annoyed looking Wolverine who was currently holding a baby who was screaming at the top of his lungs.

"Wanda do something." He said panicked.

She took the child off him and rocked him then burped him.

"Simple." She gave Nate, Jean and Scott's son back to him.

"Where's Jean?" She asked grabbing the cereal box from the cupboard.

"Visiting a mutant."

"Oh?" Wanda looked up. "Who?"

"Some girl Emma Frost."

"That name seems familiar." Wanda said quietly.

"Maybe you knew her in a different life, mum." Tate interrupted her thoughts. "I was reading up on it. It's possible."

"Anything's possible." Wanda muttered.

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"Mrs Summers I know I'm a mutant." The blonde woman smiled at Jean.

"Oh, well that's great. The Xavier institute offers…"

"I'm not interested in the Xavier institute."

"You're not?"

"No, I have my own control on my powers and I've hidden them well for the past…." Emma pretended to count on her well-manicured hand. "Ten years, well unless you don't include the years in the nut house."

"Nut house?"

"Well I think they call it the asylum, we called it the nuthouse."

"Oh." Jean said then stood up. "Well you have my card. If you need help in anything contact me."

"Thank you." Emma smiled then walked her to the door.

As Jean walked down the steps Emma called after her. "Say hi to Wanda for me."

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The room was dark as Charles entered it telepathically. A child sat huddled in the corner with a man stood over her.

"Hush my angel." He said stroking her hair "We need to test you that is all."

"And no more demon men see me?" The child asked scared.

"No more demon men." He replied injecting something into her.

"And I can see Father?"

"Your father abandoned you child why do you want to see him? You have me now."

"But it was my fault I was too angry, I know that now."

"No child your perfect as your are." The man turned giving Charles a full view he had white skin and weird eyes. "Sleep dreams Wanda."

The dream changed suddenly, there was blood everywhere it splattered the walls.

"Get her to the emergency room now!" A nurse shouted.

Cuts scarred her arms and stomach.

"Wanda can you hear me?" A voice said. "Wake up."

"Wanda you can wake up."

Her eyelids fluttered open she was still breathing heavily.

She pulled her sleeves of her jumper up. A few scars marked her arm but not for that much blood.

"I can't remember doing that."

Charles nodded slowly. "I'm going to be gone a few days, we'll continue this next week okay?"

She nodded.

"And Wanda?"

"Yes." She looked at him still pale.

"It's okay to be frightened by this."

"No." She said sadly. "If I let fear in it won't leave."

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"He tried to find the answers." The smaller of the men said.

"Did he find them?"

"I'm not sure, I can. She's with the other telepath at the moment."

"Don't risk it then we'll find out later."

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Wanda and Jean both sat by the swimming pool sunbathing when a huge spray of water attacked them.

Booby stood over them holding a hosepipe.

"Did he just do that?" Wanda asked drenched in water hands glowing.

"What do you think 10, 20 seconds?"

"He can't run faster than that." Wanda smirked.

Bobby stood with the hosepipe still in his hand.

"Come on ladies it was a joke."

"Oh really?"

"Oh Uncle Bobby's in trouble." A little girl teased from behind him.

"What ya done now Bobby?" Rogue asked carrying her niece walking towards them then looked at the two women.

Jean lifted him in the air then dropped him in the swimming pool.

"Cool!" The twins squealed.

"She just woke up." She gave Wanda the baby.

"Thanks Rogue." Wanda smiled as her daughter pulled on her hair.

"Where's Kurt?" She asked sitting down watching her own daughter running off to play with her cousins.

"Teaching."

"Oh yeah you got mail." Rogue passed her a letter.

It was simple and white with her name printed as Miss W Maximoff.

"Hmm I wonder who would still knows me as Maximoff?"

Rogue shrugged.

Wanda opened the letter slowly.

It read:

Dear Wanda

            I know I am the last person you would want to hear from after all these years but I would like to see you and your brother once more before I am gone. I therefore invite you to Genosha for an official tour. I have written to Pietro as well, in hope that you will both come. If you do not come I will not think any less of you, you have every right to be angry at me, but I hope you may find it in your heart to let an old man repent for his past and your sorrow.

                                                Lovingly

                                              Your father

"Wanda?" Rogue asked concerned.

"It's nothing just junk." Wanda stood up. "Can you look after the boys?"

Rogue nodded and Wanda shifted her daughter on her hip before walking away.

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