Title: Broken Angel
Disclaimer: I own nothing from X-Men Evolution. It's a great show, I'd suggest for everyone to at least watch one episode…
Summary: What if you woke up one day, and found yourself in a world different than the one you once knew? What if you woke up and found yourself to be a mutant? What if you are in a war you don't want to be in? What would you do? Which side would you choose?
This is a story about twenty-five people who find themselves in that situation. Twenty-five mutants. Love, hatred, betrayal, and adventure consume them as they each travel down their own separate paths in life; until the day when they fully realize their own special destinies...
Warning: First off, this story is most certainly an alternate universe to the main one, in order to include my friends' and my original characters. Next, there will be some angst, which occurs in all of my stories, and even more fluff in between of the action…
Rating: For the prelude and first chapters, P.G. This story will eventually be rated R, but we'll have to work up to that…
Pairings: Okay… -takes a deep breath- Haven't thought of any for this chapter…you'll probably have several here soon……
Author's Notes: Hm…now what made me change my mind and finally type an X-Men story instead of my normal anime stories…? Well, I'm in my friend's story (and my characters kick ass too…hah!) and since we talked about it, it made me decide to start my own little fanfic…
There will be several journal entries like the one after this first prelude (yah, I know, a story with journals, how strange) scattered throughout the story. You will not find out until the end just who is the person writing them.
Story Dedication: Hah! This story is dedicated to…
-drumroll- Michael! Haha, you know who you are… -wink- This is the person that gave me the idea for this story, and is great help. Thanks!
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Prelude #1
The Beginning of the End
Seated behind an old, wooden, oak desk, an older bald wheel-chair-bound man placed his fingers together in a thoughtful gesture as he stared at the currently unoccupied chair in front of his desk. Inhaling deeply, the man once again sensed a growing storm…an oppressing force that daily seemed to emerge more and more from a darkness that even his telepathic ability couldn't penetrate into.
Twenty-five…twenty-five new mutants sensed within in the general Bayville area…and it hasn't even been three days. What could this mean…? If it really even meant anything…
"Professor Xavier…? Am I disturbing you…?"
A brown-haired girl peeked her head into the office. Professor Xavier pulled his mind from his thoughts…and gave the girl a comforting smile.
"No, you're not Kitty. Now, is there a problem that I can help you with…?"