Title: Eternity Ends Tomorrow
Author: The Evil Pink Squirrel of Doom
Summary: The government said they saved vials of the 'cure' for only the deadliest of mutants. They never defined what deadly meant, at the top of their list was her. She has always been here in the shadows never interfering, but humanities luck just ran out. This story contains all you favorites left alive at the end of X3, along with flashbacks of Charles.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Although maybe if I put on my ruby red slippers, click... click... click... I got nothing damn it, I was really hoping to get Kelsey Grammar as Dr. Hank McCoy.
Author's Note: I realize some of it is a bit clichéd but it gets a lot said which is what I felt I needed to do in order to prepare for the next chapter. Oh, I've also decided to base this completely on the movie, and I'm not sure when Eric or Charles were born so I picked dates for her to have met them. I know my grammar probably sucks please do your best to get past it, English is my 6th language. Thanks, and happy reading.
Informally Formal Greetings
Ororo Munroe sat before the large blue man before her. Her eyes ran quickly over ten or so folders the newly placed Ambassador had
handed her upon entering the office. She read over each name followed by their abilities before turning back to Ambassador McCoy. Hank
tried unsuccessfully to try reading what was in the dark eyes of the weather goddess, his own mind flying through possible scenarios.
"Impossible, they have no proof any of these mutants have caused any problems…" Hank shook his head and leaned back in his chair which
was sitting across the desk from Storm. His fur shook slightly at the movement, and he leaned his chin on his hand, while placing his elbow
on the arm rest.
"While that may be the president has been assured by several high members of his staff and others that they present a grave danger to our
national security and society. At the first sign of trouble they will be given the cure upon their capture. This I'm afraid however is not the
worst of it, here I believe this file will explain part of it. This mutant is at the top of their list, she's not even going to be given a chance to
mess up." Slowly a large blue furred hand reached across the desk and set a thick file before Storm. She stared at it, slowly trying to run
through all the possibilities of what could be so dangerous that the government would go against the fragile alliance with the mutant
population. Carefully she lifted the manila folder and allowed her hands to flip through the numerous pages it contained. Finally after a few
moments she reached in and plucked the first page out of the file, her eyes skimmed it quickly racing over and digesting the facts.
Name: Ambrosine Verona
AKA: Abyss, Desdemona, Purgatory, Demon, Hellfire
Abilities: Believed to be immortal, animal like sense, shape shifting ability for any and all currently existing creatures, immediate healing, numerous
unknown others.
Date of Birth: Unknown
Age: Unknown, however appearance is early 20s
First Mutant Appearance: Unknown due to several various reports on her history it is impossible to know when she came about. Reports date back before the
Greek Golden Age.
Known Affiliates: Professor Charles Xavier 1954-2006, Eric Lensherr 1957-?
Current Residence: Believed to reside in the United States, possibly near Detroit Michigan.
Eyes: Green, change from dark to bright depending on mood.
Hair: Fire Red
Figure: Slender, slightly muscular, appearance is deceiving. Once destroyed a 12 man swat team in 1961 after they tried to restrain her for further study by
using hand to hand combat and no weapons.
Occupation: Unknown, over 70 degrees are registered to a Ambrosine Verona from 47 different highly regarded universities over the past several centuries.
Level: Unknown for certain, believed to be a extremely high 4. According to Professor C. Xavier and E. Lensherr both, she has not officially been registered
nor used her powers to their full ability for some time. She may be a level 5 at present time.
"She knew the professor?" Beast took a deep breath and gazed out the window for a moment, he had known the women before him
wouldn't miss that one major point.
"That my dear I am sad to say is the main reason I am here. Hellfire, as she is often referred to as of late is considered the deadliest
mutant to ever exist. The reason for this I am not completely sure, my sources only know so much. However I do know that she has not
been apart of any activities that could be regarded as violent or dangerous with the exception of defense in centuries. The wish of the
government is to incapacitate her and then administer the cure. She's basically kept to herself for longer then anyone knows." Ororo
looked at the beast, pursing her lips together she tried to figure out what it all meant, why would the government go after someone who
hadn't done anything in centuries.
"Do we have any idea what kind of reaction the cure would have on an immortal. The closest thing I've ever heard of is Logan and he…
well he's Logan." Beast sighed and glanced out the window once more down by the fountain where the Wolverine was standing smoking a
cigar and speaking with some students apparently teaching, or as close to the action as Logan could actually succeed in.
"It, unfortunately, Ororo comes down to the fact that Ambrosine Verona is the only immortal to ever exist. She's unstoppable and
according to the government would have greatly changed the events of Alcatraz had she been there on either side. If she was too use her
powers the wrong way she could in all reality whip out not only all of humanity but mutants as well." Storm looked at the well dressed
blue mutant before her and sighed once more, suddenly Kitty raced in through the door. Her eyes flew from Storm to Beast and she
started speaking a hundred words a minute.
"Sorry to interrupt. Well, not really cause nobody out here is willing to approach the visitor you have Miss. Munroe. I mean there's
someone here to see you, and she's not normal, not even for us." Hank leaned back once more to stretch before rising to his feet, gazing
down at the young teen.
"Nobody here is normal Kitty, there in reality is no such thing as normal, not one person has ever come up with a standard meaning for
the word. There are in fact numerous languages which do not even have a equal for it in their vocabulary." McCoy stood looking at the
young mutant before him, smiling down at her form, before noticing she was trembling slightly. It was then that he heard a silky smooth,
clear voice glide across the room.
"That's what Charles always used to say, am I to suspect you are a former student of his Ambassador McCoy?" Ororos eyes flew to the
women who had just come through the door, her eyes glancing down re-reading the description laying on her desk, as she quickly rose and
swept around the large mahogany piece of furniture. Hank however, stared at the beauty before him, his eyes unwavering as for once in
his life he felt all proper etiquette fly out the window. Before him stood a 5'11 tall fair skinned beauty, deep inferno-red hair flowed along
her long neck and over her shoulders, down to her mid back. Jade eyes stared straight through him, looking up through long black lashes.
She had on tight black hip-hugger jeans, and a silky wine colored halter top that flowed along reveling the deep valley between her full
breast. His eyes traveled down to her long thin legs at the end of which where black and deep green stiletto heels that wrapped around
her feet exposing her toes. He registered for a moment her deep red lips beginning to move, showing her pearly white teeth, and slender
tongue.
"I'm sorry how improper of me, my name is Ambrosine Verona. I assume you are Miss. Ororo Munroe." She nodded momentarily at
Storm before returning most of her gaze to Hank. "I have heard much about you both. Professor Xavier requested my presence in a letter
I recently received at my home in Detroit." The beautiful young appearing women ran her eyes over McCoy, she smiled seductively at
him and nodded softly. Beast stared at her for one time in his life unsure of his movements or of what to say in response. It was Storm
however who swiftly picked up where he was unable.
"The professor passed away a short time ago." Ambrosine looked at the white haired women and snorted softly.
"Miss. Munroe, I am quite aware of my dear friends passing along with the lose of my other comrades powers." She turned slightly back to
Hank and lowering her chin, giving a smirk and small laugh. "Powers I believe he lost when you Mr. Ambassador administered the cure to
him." Beast continued to stare at her, unsure of what answer to give fearing some sort of backlash for his actions against Magneto. For a
split second he wondered if he could blame it on the fact it was Logan's idea, and yet keep those glorious emerald eyes remaining on him
so he could fool himself into believing a women like that would be interested in him. The immortal before him continued on however
apparently unfazed by what he had done. " I received a letter he wrote for me in case of his death." Storm looked at the formidable
women and smiled suddenly. Her hand reached out to shake the other females.
"Miss. Verona I am very sorry, in the letter I found in the professors desk it referred to you as Venus." Ambrosine smiled back at Storm
and shook her hand, turning to shake a still awestruck Ambassador McCoy's, who did so with little difficulty. Her hand ran slowly over his
furry one and he glanced down at it for a moment noting the long finger nails painted a deep blood red.
"Yes, Charles had a tendency to call me by that nickname, he always told me I was more of a goddess then a demon. He certainly had a
way with words. I assume that you then are aware of why my presence was requested."
"Certainly, the professor wished for you to take over teaching philosophy and a few other courses he taught. In his letter he stated that you
were the only person he could even consider taking the position." Ambrosine smiled slightly and lowered her stare towards the
floorboards, a action that did not go unnoticed by the rest in the room.
"I would be honored to take the position, Charles always made me feel… better about my abilities. I assume you do know them." It was
then Storm noted the look on the other mutants face, her eyes were trained on the desk with the still open file laying on top. Ororo went
to answer the immortals unspoken question but was interrupted.
"There are several items at my home in Detroit which I feel would be most intriguing to your students Miss. Munroe. I have lived a
exceptionally long time and gathered several items one from your generations would call artifacts." Storm looked at her, unsure of what
to say.
"Call me Ororo or Storm, Miss. Verona" Ambrosine nodded once more in response to the younger women and placed a hand gracefully
on her chest.
"Ambrosine or Hellfire which seems to be the common side name the humans have been calling me as of late, it changes every few
decades it seems." Ororo returned the mutants look before glancing at the door watching a somewhat perturbed Logan slid inside before
glaring at Kitty causing her to quickly leave the room through floor. The action was watched by Ambrosine, her eyes following the teen
until she could no longer be seen.
"When Charles started this school it was nearly impossible to get the children to use their powers even in class, it appears he was correct
the last time we spoke, his students have certainly come a long way." The words sounds almost wistful as they left the immortals lips, she
pursed her lips together and gave a sad smile. This action did not go unnoticed by the others in the room, before Logan could make a
smart comment Ororo decided to intervene.
"Logan now you join us." Hellfire swung around slightly her eyes landing on Wolverine, she raised her eyebrows as he tilted his head.
Hank felt himself lose what little confidence he'd given himself about this immortal The speed at which it fell away with the interaction
between the two was astounding. He watched the interactions between the two, not so diplomatic mutants, simple yet comfortable.
Verona's attention was now completely on the other man in the room, it only forced stronger the knowledge he could never compete
with Logan.
"Didn't know this was a required meeting, hell didn't even know there was a meeting." His eyes flew over to McCoy, who had taken a
step back closer to the couch as if to sit down and thinking better of it.
"Sorry Ambrosine Verona, I just sort of appeared through the gates and came in without being invited. Old habits die hard though you
know, although I rarely did see the students, normally came and left in the night. It was easiest that way for Charles." Logan snorted and
leaned against the door jam his eyes still trained on the mutant before him. Ororo realized what was probably going through the heads of
the two males in the room and swiftly chose to change the direction of the conversation.
"Hellfire will be taking over the professors classes Logan." Wolverine raked his eyes over the immortal before him, taking in each inch of
her and trying to figure out exactly what he was standing in front of.
"So I'm still stuck with Scotts got it, and what is it you can do?" His eyes never left Ambrosine, the beauty smiled slyly before her body
began to change soon standing in her place was a large tiger, followed swiftly by a gazelle, a black bear, a wolf, and finally ending the little
example with a sleek horse. Logan clapped, and took a step towards the animals who responded by snorting, before returning to its
original shape.
"Nice, so then you'll be teaching here, pretty young aren't you even compared to the other staff here." The broken sound in his voice was
thoroughly noticed by all in the room.
"The very least of which, I have numerous abilities." She tilted her head and took a step closer to Wolverine, coming nearly nose to nose
with the other animal like figure. Ororo decided to jump in at that moment. She glanced over at the blue furry figure and smiled slightly.
" Ambrosine, perhaps Hank could accompany you back to your home this evening and retrieve your things." Ambrosine smiled slightly and
nodded, before looking up at Hank.
"I do believe that if you have the time Ambassador I would appreciate the company." Hank nodded.
"It would be my pleasure madam." Ambrosine smiled once more at him, before following Storm to find a room.
"So fur ball not used to being all stealthy when it comes to the women are ya?" Logans gruff voice broke the calm that had settled over the
room, as he threw himself down on the couch.
"I am afraid I don't know what you mean." Hank tried his best to cover up what was obviously a drastic blunder on his part, one his
counterpart was unlikely to just let go.
"Right and you weren't thinking of all the things you'd like to do to that little body alone, maybe rip her clothes to shreds, come on it's
got to have been ages since you got laid." McCoy stood in slightly stunned silence, not at what Logan had said but that he realized had been
exactly what had been going through his brain while the seductive immortal had stood in the room.
"I'm sorry Logan you highly mistaken, I would never disrespect a woman in that way, least of all a new professor. If you'll excuse me I
need to make a few phone calls before Miss. Verona and I leave for Detroit this evening." He quickly strutted out of the room, and walked
down the hall able to hear Logans deep chuckle till he turned the corner, he did his best to ignore him. After all he had meetings to
cancel.
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