X-Emotion
Disclaimer:I own none of the characters, just the situations.
A/N: A few short stories, and I mean short. Perspectives and couples. This is the last - one future that migh never be possible, but one that is beautiful in my eyes...
Rising Forces
A note that reached the stars was sung in heavenly tones. All the universe was still from the beauty capured in that voice. A remote planet in a galaxy called the 'Milky Way' echoed with the emotion ringing in the wordless song. The heart of the universe, hidden in a mortal woman.
The notes continued, making the world spin and the sun rise. The woman's eyes were closed and she felt alive. Her head was tilted back and her heart was open to the world. Her goal was simple - to show them all that love could solve their problems.
"Rach?"
The song slowed into a harmonic echo and the female dropped her head down. Smiling a secret smile, she opened her emerald green eyes and looked around.
"What is it Daddy?"
Scott Summers smiled. "Time for bed sweetie."
He loved his daughter with all his heart and soul. She brought more than her song to him every time he looked at her and everytime she smiled, he knew why he fought so hard.
Rachel floated down from her perch and landed next to him, catching his hand. "Daddy, when I'm grown up, can I be a phoenix?"
Laughing, he nodded and scooped her into his arms. "You can be anything you want Rachel."
A six-year old belief that the myth is real, but how strange that she would end up predicting the future...
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"Franklin, go to bed."
"In a second Mom!" Franklin called back, shaking his head at how she needed a structure. He knew that's what she figured he needed, but really it was for her.
He sighed and stood up on the rooftop. The song had ended and he was alone again. Smiling he knew that one day he'd find the voice behind the song.
Star gazing wasn't the most interesting to most teenagers, but to him it gave him a purpose, and more than that, a longing. A longing to go somewhere and be something amazing.
But he was. His head dropped and his eyes were cast downward. He was something. A mutant, and a strange one at that. No one knew what his powers were, not entirely - and that hurt him more than he told anyone.
The song lifted his soul however, and made him feel whole. Turning, he did as his mother asked.
Fourteen years and in love before he had known love.
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A scream shattered the violent noise, making everyone stop fighting for a moment. A red blast fired from the sidelines, followed by a telekinetic force. But yet another scream rang out.
"Alright X-Men! MOVE!"
The team scrambled, but never saw the flash in the sky until it dropped in front of them.
A boy, a man, stood in front of them, between their goal and the team that had to save her.
"Move kid." The feral Wolverine snarled, lifting a forearm in threat, his three adamantium claws glinting dangerously.
"Wolverine..." Cyclops warned but stepped forward with the same attitude. "I'll ask you once politely, before I let Wolverine move you himself. Get out of our way."
The stranger looked up at them from under his overgrown fringe. He opened his mouth to speak, but was cut off by a small sound behind him. He glanced at Cyclops and Wolverine, before turning and disappearing.
The two men cursed in unison, both giving each other revolted looks afterward. Storm stepped between them, her arm around her best friend.
"Now is not the time gentlemen." She commanded their attention without looking at either.
Cyclops nodded and cast a look at his wife. "I know. Let's go to X-Men, Phoenix is in trouble."
Rachel Summers, Phoenix, lay confined under the earths surface. She screamed when she could, giving her family and friends her location in the only way she could at the moment. She turned her head as a mental signature appeared close to her.
"Please.." She called, unable to move, tears flowing from her eyes as the pressure she held above her made her tired and afraid. "Please... help me..."
"Shhh-" The male voice replied, a cool hand touching her forehead. "I would never let you get hurt. Never."
Looking at the stranger, Rachel swallowed and gasped as the pressure was suddenly taken from her. She gazed at him in wonder. "Did you?"
He nodded. "We have to get out of here."
Hastily agreeing, she sat up with some effort and allowed him to lift her into his arms. "Who are you?"
"It doesn't matter. Just let's get you safe."
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Years passed too quickly, and soon family's merged and strangers became friends. In the summer they all hung out together, and in winter they curled up by their fires.
Married and happy, superheros with a family. The impossible made possible and in the strangest way.
Franklin kissed his son goodnight first, making the lights fade as the young boy drifted into a deep peaceful sleep.
Rachel hugged her daughter as they read a book together, she looked up as a shadow appeared in the doorway, but continued to read aloud.
Calmly and slowly, Rachel stood and tucked her child up, singing softly, in tones that came from heaven itself. A song that brought the first stars forward and made peace reign in this universe and many others.
Wrapped in each others arms, two unique people, very much in love created a new star in the might sky. Their kiss ignited forces beyond compare and made everything alright for another day.
In a world with predjudice, where you have to fight to survive, love an sometimes make it alright. Sometimes. And sometimes letting people love makes everything alright.
Franklin and Rachel lingered in one anothers embrace, staring up at the stars, knowing that they had found something more precious than everything out there, thanks to the universe they lived in...
