Disclaimer: It makes me sad to admit but I don't own x-men or any rights to it. All my friends or I own is the characters that we concocted.

I love you all, please don't flam me for including Sinister in my character's life, but he's one of my favorite characters. If you want to know more about Aura, read: On Angel's Feather to know more.

When Daddy Finds Out You're an X-Men

A calming wind blew through the open balcony door. To the left was a bathroom door, which was slightly open, with steam from the shower floating out into the springtime breeze.

The sun had just disappeared behind the horizon when a middle aged 'looking' man appeared on the balcony. He had a very pale face, was very tall and had a red diamond shaped gem in the middle of his forehead. He was quiet as he entered the room. Scanning, he noticed the room was empty. Then noticing there was someone in the next room. Moving quietly he approached the bathroom door. He knocked twice, paused and then knocked once more.

"Warren?" a female voice came from inside. "Is that you hun?" (Don't forget her light British accent!)

"Who is this Warren?" the man asked.

"Oh! Hold on!" she finished rinsing the conditioner out of her hair. Turning off the water, she squeezed most of the water out of her hair and threw a towel around her body. "Daddy!" the sixteen-year-old girl ,Aura, yelled, opening the door and throwing herself at her father, Nathaniel Essex/ Mr. Sinister, hugging him.

"Nice to see you. It has been too long," he said, slightly bending over to hug her back. "It took me a while to find you. Why aren't you with the humans (Aura's adoptive parents)? Where are they? Why are you at a boarding house?" he asked glaring out the balcony door.

"Oh, right," she started, walking into her walk-in-closet, just to the right of her private bathroom. "Probably in London, or somewhere. I don't know."

"You don't know? Why aren't you with them?"

"They set me up at an institute," she said smirking to herself while looking for something to wear. "They do have a manor outside New York City, but I like it more here than anywhere else."

"Why do you have your own room here," Sinister asked noticing that it had to be her own room because of the "unique" style of decorating of Victorian Goth.

"Because this is where I spend most of my time, on weekends and in the summer." Aura let her towel slid to the ground and started to change into a crimson halter-top and black leather cappries. She walked out toward Sinister. He had grabbed another towel from the bathroom.

"Here, let me help," he said holding the towel open. Aura smiled up at him, turning her back to him where a pair of white wings protruded from her shoulder blades.

"Thank you papa. They look so much nicer when they're dried by hand," she said holding her left palm face up in the air. Concentrating on only her hair, a small water ball formed just above her hand in mid air and her hair was almost instantaneously dry. Aura giggled, "so much easier. I love having this power." There was a silence for a few minutes as Sinister was drying his daughter's wings.

"You know. It's swiz ('So-unfair')(British ) that they set me up at that institute," she said whining. "Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters," she said haughtily, "what kind of name is that anyways?"

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