This is an X-men evolution/Crow crossover. However, there are differences...
I'm throwing a couple of details from the Crow series right out the window
to make this possible. This does not change the fact that I love the
series.
Pyro, as usual, was enjoying making his flames dance. Sabretooth on the other hand, was roaring every time they got near him. He was currently treed up a light pole. Magneto came along and punched Pyro just hard enough to bring him out of his dementia. Then the X-men attacked, and drove them away.
On the other side of Bayville, a more serious situation was taking place.
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She was a Morlock. Her mutant ability had created a sort of amnesia, so she could no more tell anyone her name than she could her ability. The only reason she had been taken in was because Caliban sensed her mutation. Being at least close enough to normal looking, to use makeup in order to walk through the streets, she had been asked to get some food. In the process, she discovered a deli for her to work at that didn't care if she had ID or not. Now the Morlocks had a little bit of money coming in to them each month. Since, for them, it was easier to take food rather than buy it, this was the equivalent of the lottery. The young ones got to have birthdays and presents for the first time, generally one toy of their choice and a cake per year. But then, they'd never got presents before, so this was considered to be greedy in their minds. They enjoyed every minute of it.
While working, she had met an interesting person, who she later found out was a mutant. He called himself St. John, and was apparently slightly loopy. However, she felt safe around him and continued their conversations. After telling her one night what his ability was, and discovering she wasn't scared, he started keeping her entertained. After all this was the first person who had taken the images he constantly saw and put into flame, as art rather than something to fear. Despite, in the words of Magneto, being a few quarts low on oil, it still hurt him a little to be feared by those he'd never attacked. So, when not on a mission, Magneto would allow him to visit his friend. It was mostly to get the insane maniac out of his hair. Yet, with that in mind, a part of him understood Pyro's need. So Magneto gave St. John the money to spend at the deli. He even understood the need of the Morlocks, and did not try to recruit Joanna, the name she decided on. As long as the X-men left her alone, there weren't any problems.
As for Pyro the voices were stilled when he was around her. The images he imagined belonged to the voices, stayed. She liked seeing them though, so that was ok. In his way, it was like introducing his girlfriend to his parents for the first time.
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Joanna had just finished her till, and was in the back counting the money before leaving for the day. The second shift was putting his drawer in. Three men walked into the store, and drew guns.
"The money, now."
Joanna was still in the back counting the money, when she heard the words. As she pressed the silent alarm, she heard gunshots and screams. Then one of the gunmen ran in. He saw that she'd already pressed the button. Rather than allow her to report what he looked like, he shot her 5 times then grabbed the till and ran out. They got away before the police arrived. Joanna lay bleeding on the floor, still conscious. Her last thoughts were of her nutty friend, who she had admitted falling in love with, but never to him. Hopefully Caliban would look through her things, and find the letter she never got the courage to give.
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His screams of pain and rage woke up the rest of the Acoloytes. When they ran out of the bedrooms, they saw Pyro standing in a circle of flame. The letter had been thrown outside of it. Thinking he was trying to die, they attempted to get at him. Creed, in an uncharacteristic act, leaped through and out the other side with St. John in his arms. Then he proceeded to cuss him out for being stupid. Meanwhile, Magneto had started reading the letter.
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The crow, for the first time, was at a loss. The soul wasn't mad, in fact she had forgiven the gunmen before she died. In fact, she was on her way into the light, to see the One Father over all races. Her only concern was for her love, that he would continue to live in the harmony he'd managed to establish in his chaotic head. Wrongs had to be righted, vengeance justified, but who could deny the peace she had? This was annoying to say the least. Until it found a way, the crow could not move to the next mission. Then it noticed something unique... the souls love who was thought to be crazy, and indeed was, nevertheless occasionally heard voices that were not his imagination. The crow had no idea how it could make use of someone who was alive, but if it could be done...
Pyro, as usual, was enjoying making his flames dance. Sabretooth on the other hand, was roaring every time they got near him. He was currently treed up a light pole. Magneto came along and punched Pyro just hard enough to bring him out of his dementia. Then the X-men attacked, and drove them away.
On the other side of Bayville, a more serious situation was taking place.
- - - - -
She was a Morlock. Her mutant ability had created a sort of amnesia, so she could no more tell anyone her name than she could her ability. The only reason she had been taken in was because Caliban sensed her mutation. Being at least close enough to normal looking, to use makeup in order to walk through the streets, she had been asked to get some food. In the process, she discovered a deli for her to work at that didn't care if she had ID or not. Now the Morlocks had a little bit of money coming in to them each month. Since, for them, it was easier to take food rather than buy it, this was the equivalent of the lottery. The young ones got to have birthdays and presents for the first time, generally one toy of their choice and a cake per year. But then, they'd never got presents before, so this was considered to be greedy in their minds. They enjoyed every minute of it.
While working, she had met an interesting person, who she later found out was a mutant. He called himself St. John, and was apparently slightly loopy. However, she felt safe around him and continued their conversations. After telling her one night what his ability was, and discovering she wasn't scared, he started keeping her entertained. After all this was the first person who had taken the images he constantly saw and put into flame, as art rather than something to fear. Despite, in the words of Magneto, being a few quarts low on oil, it still hurt him a little to be feared by those he'd never attacked. So, when not on a mission, Magneto would allow him to visit his friend. It was mostly to get the insane maniac out of his hair. Yet, with that in mind, a part of him understood Pyro's need. So Magneto gave St. John the money to spend at the deli. He even understood the need of the Morlocks, and did not try to recruit Joanna, the name she decided on. As long as the X-men left her alone, there weren't any problems.
As for Pyro the voices were stilled when he was around her. The images he imagined belonged to the voices, stayed. She liked seeing them though, so that was ok. In his way, it was like introducing his girlfriend to his parents for the first time.
- - - - -
Joanna had just finished her till, and was in the back counting the money before leaving for the day. The second shift was putting his drawer in. Three men walked into the store, and drew guns.
"The money, now."
Joanna was still in the back counting the money, when she heard the words. As she pressed the silent alarm, she heard gunshots and screams. Then one of the gunmen ran in. He saw that she'd already pressed the button. Rather than allow her to report what he looked like, he shot her 5 times then grabbed the till and ran out. They got away before the police arrived. Joanna lay bleeding on the floor, still conscious. Her last thoughts were of her nutty friend, who she had admitted falling in love with, but never to him. Hopefully Caliban would look through her things, and find the letter she never got the courage to give.
- - - - - - - -
His screams of pain and rage woke up the rest of the Acoloytes. When they ran out of the bedrooms, they saw Pyro standing in a circle of flame. The letter had been thrown outside of it. Thinking he was trying to die, they attempted to get at him. Creed, in an uncharacteristic act, leaped through and out the other side with St. John in his arms. Then he proceeded to cuss him out for being stupid. Meanwhile, Magneto had started reading the letter.
- - - - - - - -
The crow, for the first time, was at a loss. The soul wasn't mad, in fact she had forgiven the gunmen before she died. In fact, she was on her way into the light, to see the One Father over all races. Her only concern was for her love, that he would continue to live in the harmony he'd managed to establish in his chaotic head. Wrongs had to be righted, vengeance justified, but who could deny the peace she had? This was annoying to say the least. Until it found a way, the crow could not move to the next mission. Then it noticed something unique... the souls love who was thought to be crazy, and indeed was, nevertheless occasionally heard voices that were not his imagination. The crow had no idea how it could make use of someone who was alive, but if it could be done...